Mu Yunhan stopped and watched at the gate. The gate was dark and there was a horse-tying stone at the gate, but nothing else.
It looks like an ordinary family.
Zhang Gongfeng was afraid that she would find it unpleasant, so he hurriedly said: "They all said that this capital has a lot of rules. There are rules about what color the door is, where it opens, what is on top, and whether there is a stone lion in front of the door."
Of course Mu Yunhan knew this, he pursed his lips and smiled: "I was worried that some of the worshipers were used to being at ease, but they were not used to it here in Beijing. Now it seems that it is very good."
Even if it is an indirect reminder to them, since they know that the rules in Beijing are strict, they must be more careful.
Zhang Gongfeng immediately said: "Don't worry, boss, I'll go talk to them right away and I won't cause you any trouble."
As he walked through the door, Old Man Gu was running around anxiously.
He was afraid of being discovered by others and did not dare to go out for a walk, so he could only act in a hurry.
Seeing that Mu Yunhan was safe and sound, he was relieved. He led her around the yard and asked, "Where did you go?"
Mu Yunhan said calmly: "I went around Mu Mansion and Gu Mansion."
Old Man Gu's legs and feet were stiff: "You're so good, why did you get there?"
Mu Yunhan smiled: "I'm curious. I've heard about it for so many years, and I've always wanted to see it with my own eyes."
Old Man Gu asked: "Have you encountered any trouble?"
Mu Yunhan said: "No."
After walking around for a while, she felt a little happy.
This yard combines the advantages of her two residences in Liuxian and Meizhou, with lush flowers and trees, exquisiteness and rich heritage.
A large ice cellar was built in the front yard, which can be used to store ice and vegetables.
On the left is the guest room, which is usually used by worshipers. Bai Wuwei and Xuan Wu also live in it.
On the right is the servant's room, where the servants and stewards she brought live.
There is a small garden behind the main house with high walls and a well. She can plant whatever she wants.
There is a warehouse below where she can store some important things.
On the left is an exquisite small courtyard, which is just suitable for Mu Ying to live.
The courtyard on the right is larger and vacant. Mu An can live in it in the future.
Further back there is a row of back rooms for maids, mothers and the like.
Old Man Gu carefully looked at Mu Yunhan's face, and when he saw her relaxed expression, he knew that this house had caught her eye.
So he took advantage of the situation to express his merits: "When our young master returned to the capital three years ago, the first thing he did was to ask the old slave to find a house. At that time, the house had an owner, and he was not willing to sell it. After some hard work, he agreed, and he found someone to make changes little by little.
, it was not completely completed until last month.”
Mu Yunhan had already noticed that the paint in many places was new and had been carefully repaired.
Thinking of such a person who planned every detail for her, the resentment that had accumulated in her heart just now faded a bit: "When can he come over?"
Old Man Gu hesitated and said: "Young Master has something to do. It may take five days, or two days as soon as possible."
Mu Yunhan didn't ask any more questions and ordered someone to tell the kitchen: "Let's set up a banquet in the front yard. Today, regardless of age, everyone will be seated together. I have something to explain."
Gu Fenglin had arranged for people to prepare rice, noodles, oil, meat, vegetables and other food a long time ago. The meals were already ready and were just waiting for her instructions.
Arrangements were made here, and within a short time, the table was already set up over there.
There are ten people at a table. Counting per head, it is exactly four tables.
Mu Yunhan invited Old Man Gu, Bai Wuwei, and several ministers to sit at the main table with her, while the rest of the stewards and servants sat at their own tables. (To be continued)