Chapter 2313 Treat the symptoms but not the root cause
No matter what, the Meng Jia is still the same Meng Jia now.
Mu Yunhan sighed softly, took off his purse and handed it to Xiaomi: "Send it to him."
Xiaomi took her purse and rushed over. After a while, she came back with a stinky face: "He doesn't want it."
"No?" Mu Yunhan was very surprised and looked at Meng Jia's back with complicated emotions.
Mengjia stood with his back to her, holding the shed up on his shoulders.
Compared to before, he is now fully grown, tall and strong, standing tall and tall.
But it's very different from before.
In the past, he was ill and would hurt others when he was arrogant, regardless of the consequences.
But now he has also fallen ill and is equally manic, but he will no longer act as randomly as before, and will even help innocent and weak people.
Maybe he has grown up, or maybe his condition is not that serious.
However, no matter what, they can never go back to the past.
Mu Yunhan turned around sadly and strode forward. Another steward came to find her: "We've negotiated. Just now, many people said they would bury people tomorrow.
But it’s just that it’s late today, and we can’t dig graves without leaving the city gate. Besides, it takes time to buy a cemetery and find people. I wonder if we can relax for another day?”
Mu Yunhan said: "No, not even for half a day."
People in the world are born to seek profit, and they have to look forward to Shu. As long as they start with this, there will be people who come to ask for mercy and talk to each other later, and then there will be endless troubles.
As soon as the matter was settled, another steward came over: "The budget for building the house has come out, and the steward asked the owner to go back and make a decision..."
It was probably her who gave Mu Li some clues about tracking down the nursery rhymes.
Mu Yunhan put aside the matters here in Meng Jia and hurried back.
Someone rushed over and propped up the shed with pillars, and Mengjia was able to escape.
He silently looked at Mu Yunhan's hurried back and lowered his head in pain.
He missed her, missed the taste of Ruyi tea, and missed those days when he and Gu Fenglin drank and laughed together, taunting each other, and plotting against each other when they got the chance.
But he can't ask for her wishful tea. If he wants to stop it, he should stop it from now on.
Meng Twelve searched for it, glanced at Mu Yunhan's back, and said, "Uncle has a letter, please go back, Brother Ten."
Mengjia walked forward silently and slowly.
Several more children ran past them chasing and playing, singing the nursery rhyme happily.
"There is a priest's palace in the sky, and a real dragon lives in the Lingxiao Palace..."
Meng Twelve squinted his eyes in contentment, singing so beautifully.
Pucheng is an important transportation thoroughfare, extending in all directions, with many merchants coming and going.
After tomorrow, this nursery rhyme will spread to the capital and all directions.
When everyone knows it, if the emperor favors and trusts Gu Fenglin, there will be a rift between the emperor and his ministers.
Meng Jia stopped suddenly and said coldly: "Did you do it?"
Meng Twelve was surprised: "What?"
Meng Jia pointed at the children, his eyes as sharp as knives: "Did you instruct others to spread the word?"
Meng Twelve saw that he looked wrong and ran away: "I don't know, it's not me..."
Meng Jia did not catch up, but walked slowly with heavy steps.
He saw a waiter from the medicinal kitchen carrying a basket and walking towards the children with a smile.
The basket contained candies and pastries, and the waiter said in a gentle tone: "Come on, one for each person. After eating, you can't talk about the Priest's Palace anymore."
Otherwise, you will have to pay it back. You are a good boy who keeps his word. You should supervise each other..."
Meng Jia withdrew his gaze. Treating the symptoms but not the root cause was not a good idea.