After Mi Xiayao walked out of the tavern, her cold aura always made passersby turn their heads at every step.
Although I was walking on the street, my mind was constantly recalling every word my father just said.
The third prince seems to have no desires and needs, but in fact he is very much like his biological mother, Concubine Rong, with vicious methods.
Grandpa cherished his talent and felt that Pei Xingyuan would be a good young talent in the future, and he also believed that having one more disciple would give Mi Mansion an extra guarantee in the future.
I have always tried my best to protect Pei Xingyuan.
There are obvious loopholes in this sentence.
The more she thought about it, the more she realized it was not simple.
Just when she was full of doubts and wanted to go to Pei Xingyuan to ask more clearly, suddenly a large number of soldiers on horseback on the street ran toward the city gate.
There was still a lot of snow on the ground in the cold winter, and soon the ground was trampled dirty by horse hooves.
She was about to take a curious look at where she was going when a voice behind her interrupted her inquiry.
"I have found you, Mrs. Mi. My wife has something to ask you for."
When a young boy saw Mi Xia Yao, his face lit up and he quickly stepped forward to say hello.
She turned around and saw that this person was Gu Yun's servant.
Hiding her worries, she followed the servant to the inn where Gu Yun was staying, and saw Gu Yun sitting in his seat with a heavy baggage next to him.
"Mrs. Gu, what do you want to see me for?" Mi Xiayao was confused for a moment.
Too many things happened today, and her mind couldn't wrap her head around it for a while.
Gu Yun pointed to the seat opposite and motioned for her to take a seat first.
She cleared her throat and looked at Mi Xiayao with clear eyes, "Have you heard any news from Beijing?"
"What?"
"Your Majesty took back the crown prince's power to supervise the country and returned to handle government affairs."
Mi Xiayao knew about this a long time ago, and she even knew that it was Pei Xingyuan who forced the emperor to come out.
Gu Yun saw that the other party knew something about it, so she added another point: "Your Majesty has dealt with the hidden dangers during the blizzard period, and now the world is peaceful again, and everyone is looking forward to celebrating this year's New Year.
"I won't follow you in circles anymore. I have received news here that after some time, Your Majesty will ask the Queen to organize a sacrifice to worship Buddha, and your children will accompany you there.
"You might be one of them."
Mi Xia Yao looked at Gu Yun's confident look in front of her, and felt a little vague about what he meant.
"Do you think, if I can open such a path in front of your children this time, it might be useful to Yuelailou?"
She hesitated and tentatively asked Gu Yun what he meant.
When Gu Yun saw that the other party had realized his idea, he immediately nodded with satisfaction and boasted, "You are smarter than I thought."
She pushed the package next to her in front of Mi Xiayao, indicating that she could take a look first.
Mi Xiayao only lifted a corner of it slightly, and she could see that this dress was definitely not low-key, and it looked shiny all over.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that it is the clothes of an immortal.
"Wearing this set of clothes will definitely attract many people," Gu Yun paused for a moment, "However, I am not forcing you to wear this set of clothes. If you have other uses, you can also use this set of clothes."
Mi Xiayao stared at the clothes thoughtfully.
In fact, the strategy devised by Gu Yun is not impossible, but right now she doesn't want Yue Lailou to get involved with a noble person so quickly.
After she accepted it generously, she checked with Gu Yun again about the quantity of cloth and went back.
As soon as he returned to the courtyard, Song Qiao came forward with Xiaobao in his arms.
"Madam, the mansion next door sent someone here again today. They said that since I lived in Qingzhou for so long, I must miss my old house in Beijing very much, and I would like to have you stay there for a few days."
Mi Xiayao stuffed the precious clothes at the bottom of the box. After hearing Song Qiao's words, she took the time to ask.
"Who sent it?"
"It's the great master's place."
This would make my uncle send someone to invite him in person.
Mi Xiayao curled her lips and laughed, "I'm afraid that the neighbors will see Mr. Mi living in the small courtyard, and they are afraid of losing the face of the Mi family."
Song Qiao nodded in agreement. She hugged the restless Xiaobao and said, "Also, the Mi family seems to have received some news. Mi Erye's wife was making trouble next door early in the morning.
I can hear movement in the yard."
It's probably because Mr. Mi was pressured by Rong Yuanzhou to go to the Yamen and he was saddled with another lawsuit.
"If people don't come to our place, we don't care about them."
She placed her things, stood up again, and thought for a long time.
I vaguely remember that when I was in Jingzhou City in my previous life, a major event happened in the capital, which was caused by the royal procession before they were able to worship the Buddha.
But she was not in Beijing at the time and had only a weak memory of this matter.
Just when she was frowning and thinking deeply, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
Song Qiao put Xiaobao on the bed and hurried out.
Before I could see clearly who was outside, I heard a woman yelling: "As a junior, how can I personally send my uncle to jail!"
This voice belongs to Mr. Mi Er's wife, Ge Shi.
In addition to Gurdjieff's rants, which were like noise, the audio was also vaguely mixed with someone's kind words and advice.
"Ayao is really innocent in this matter. It is her maid's business. We should only vent our anger on that maid."
"What kind of waves can a servant who signed the slave status make? If it weren't for Mi Xiayao's instigation, she would still be able to buy a shop!?"
The noisy and scolding voice was about to approach the room, and Mi Xiayao had long guessed that such a day would come.
She simply pushed open the door angrily, her charming features looking at the two aunts in front of her with a gloomy expression.
"Mi Xiayao! How dare you show off your face to me!?" Ge raised his brows, and his slender brows were twisted into a straight line.
She looked at her second aunt indifferently, "Second aunt, what do you mean? My second uncle is in jail. If you don't rush to the Yamen to redeem your son, what's the point of coming to me?"
"You have the nerve to mention it?!"
The eldest lady's eyelids twitched, "Brothers and sisters, calm down."
Geshi shook off the hand held by the eldest lady, "Didn't my sister-in-law hear what the servant next to my husband said in the main hall just now?
"Mi Xiayao personally asked Master Tongzheng to take my master away. Our whole family depends on him alone. How can I live without him now?"
Geshi acted like a rogue at this moment, using his loud voice, howling a few times and shouting that his life was miserable.
She was in a completely different state from the angry confrontation with Mi Xiayao just now.
With this look, even Mi Xiayao, who is usually a top performer, couldn't help but applaud.
"What is the second aunt asking me to ask for this time? How dare I, a junior, have the ability to frame my second uncle.
"Not to mention, my second uncle eats more salt than I do. He is an adult with more experience than me."