At midnight, Mu Yunhan turned over and opened his eyes.
The Jinshengyuan was full of flowers, but it was still not as comfortable as her own home.
There were no earth dragons, and charcoal basins were set up everywhere. The fire was too strong, and the skin became dry and irritated. After it was extinguished, it became cold again.
Xiaomi walked in quietly, leaned into her ear and whispered: "It's done, Mu Zitao will listen to you from now on.
In addition, Mu Zizhang said that he went to two clan elders and they replied that they would think about it.
But from his point of view, it is nothing more than a show of pretense, waiting for a price. He can wait until after the funeral to ask and it will be settled."
Mu Yunhan smiled: "Tomorrow morning, ask Mu Li to send him the money. Remember, you must receive a receipt. It is absolutely necessary."
Anyone who listens to her will be given one thousand taels of silver for the New Year, and will be rewarded based on their merits in the future.
If you don't write a receipt, you won't be able to get a penny. If you write a receipt, this is the tail she holds in her hand.
"Yes." Xiaomi poured her a cup of warm water and whispered: "This clan, no wonder it has fallen to this point. Everyone only sees money. It's rotten to the core."
Mu Yunhan said: "Don't be anxious, let's do it slowly."
When the prophecy comes, the bigger the ship, the less likely it is to overturn.
She wanted to renovate this dilapidated ship and use it to ride in troubled times in the future, but she didn't know whether she could succeed.
There was a strong north wind all night.
In the middle of the night, it started snowing heavily.
At dawn, the snow on the ground was half a foot thick.
This is hard for the Mu family. Mr. Mu is about to be buried. The ancestral tomb is far away. I really don’t know what to do along the way.
But the auspicious time is promising, so we have to go.
So a group of people had no choice but to call the male servants, light up the strong servant women, and drive the cart out of the city.
Unfortunately, today is the last day of Mu Zixin's bereavement leave. If he goes, he will definitely not be able to come back and will miss the deadline.
They came over there to urge him and force him to leave today.
As a result, the whole family was busy with nothing. Mrs. Mu Da kept crying and held Mu Zixin's hand tightly and wouldn't let go.
Mr. Mu Er was almost furious, but Mu Yao stood aside and cried very beautifully.
Outside the door, there was a group of tribesmen and neighbors watching the fun, all wanting to see how unlucky this family could get.
Mu Yunhan watched coldly from the side.
She also found it strange. Logically speaking, Mrs. Mu Da was deceived into marriage by Mu Zixin, and she should have hated Mu Zixin to the point where she was in this situation.
But she was so inseparable from her, so she admired Mrs. Mu Er very much.
It is not something ordinary people can do to leave as soon as they want and to stop as soon as they want.
Mr. Mu Er came over and begged her: "Han girl, if you can help it, please be accommodating for a day or two. The person who dies is the most important, so at least let your father fulfill his filial piety."
Mu Yunhan said: "I'll try to find a way, but I may not be able to do it."
As he walked over, the official who came to handle the matter was actually Meng Xiang's protégé. When he saw her, he smiled and saluted. Instead of calling her Miss Mu, he called her "Fifth Miss" according to the Meng family's ranking.
Mu Yunhan called him aside, and without saying anything, he gave her this face.
Mu Yunhan thanked him and sent them away. He went over and said seriously: "Okay, let's go. We'll wait until the day after tomorrow."
The Mu clan members immediately started talking, looking at Mu Yunhan with an added layer of awe, and many people immediately ran over to get close to her.
You know, even if the female relatives of several mansions make friends with her, it can't compare to being so face-saving in front of official servants. (To be continued)