Chapter 318 Housework

Another two months later, the once-prosperous Xiangyi Store has now changed its owner and changed to an oil workshop business. Of the two remaining clothing stores on Yuqian Street, apart from Jiahefang, the most surprising one is the last tailor shop that opened diagonally opposite Jiahefang. Although the business was extremely bleak, it barely survived.

No one knew that the owner behind this shop, which might not even attract 20 or 30 customers every month, was actually the same person as the owner of the prosperous Jiahefang—the well-known "Mrs. Hibiscus" .

From September to September, the climate in the Northland is changeable. Morning and evening are dry and cold, with occasional light snow. At this time, it is necessary to wear a thick jacket and a cloak outside to withstand the cold. Because of this, the earth dragon was burned in Mu Xiyao's house, and she got up half an hour later in the morning than before.

The two little ones in the family are even more well taken care of. Not only did they move to live together in the east wing, which was closer to the main house, but they also specially made warm clothes with the newly delivered cotton and fur. At this time, the earth dragons can be used in the Northland, and only the very rich and noble families can afford the expense. Mu Xiyao's seemingly inconspicuous small courtyard is actually full of extravagance. The house that His Highness the Sixth Highness prepared for her mother and son is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

When it was around noon, and the hot sun was shining inside and outside the house, I had to take off my coat quickly, leaving only the light autumn clothes inside, or there would be a dense layer of fine sweat on the back within a quarter of an hour.

In the main courtyard in the west of the city, Mu Xiyao was busy in the small kitchen asking people to pack the wild game that Zong Zhenglin had sent, and generously sent some to her two shopkeepers' house.

Needless to say, the wife of the Lei family made up her mind to settle in Jiahefang. The shopkeeper of another household, apart from worrying at the beginning that he wanted to close the matter of the clothing store, his shop would be told by the master to close the door and leave. After arriving, Mu Xiyao found him and said something back, and then she got down-to-earth and went back to work with peace of mind.

If the shop is depressed, it has to close? Not necessarily. Comparing the two houses on the same street, who can fail to see the benefits of Jiahefang? Besides, there is a ready-made example in front of him, deterrent, but real. With this shop that only needs to subsidize twenty taels of silver per month at most, the business of Jiahefang will only become more and more prosperous.

"Master, the wild deer that His Highness beat must be the first deer in the herd. Look at the horns, which are long and thick, and look taller and more powerful than the others. It is another stag, so it must be the leader. Let me tell you, His Majesty’s archery skills are really amazing. One arrow can pierce through the head. If it’s a different person, why not take the enemy’s head thousands of miles away?”

Qiang San'er was originally honest, and studied with Tian Fushan for a while before leaving Beijing. When I arrived in the Northland, I slowly got started with everything, and now I am more and more able to speak, and I have my own prestige in front of the servants.

Mu Xiyao pursed her lips and smiled, allowing him to brag to Zong Zhenglin. Knowing that His Highness the Sixth Highness will return, this cunning person specially picked a time to say festive words in front of her.

Now the commander-in-chief of the Chinese army has issued an order that the army will retreat to Moganling for the time being, and will continue to march until October. At that time, the temperature dropped sharply, and the barbarians in Mobei were about to run out of food and grass, so it was the perfect time to besiege.

Taking advantage of this gap, the cavalry commanders from all walks of life ordered to hunt in enclosures nearby. Firstly, it was time for military training so that the soldiers would not slack off; secondly, when the wild game was hunted, Wei would take it all away, and there would be even less grain left for Mobei for the winter.

The people of Mobei were not stupid, seeing that the Great Wei was unable to attack by force, they wanted to besiege and wipe it out, and they repeatedly launched secret raids. It's a pity that the number of cavalry is not dominant after all. Before the pass, we met Wei and set up a chariot and arrow array early, so we had to avoid his edge and did not see any meritorious service. After a few trials, Mobei's troops have been adjusted and gradually broken down into pieces, intending to bypass the enemy's pass. Small groups of forces interspersed and broke in, so they must not be trapped in the border town for life and death.

As the situation changed, Zong Zhenglin would sit in command most of the time, deploying his defenses meticulously, and waiting for him seriously. Occasionally when I go back to my home, I stay for only three or two days. Even in this short period of time, there are always military reports coming from time to time.

Mu Xiyao saw how hard he was, and he took extra care in taking care of him. Whether it was watching someone make a cotton-padded cloak, or hand-cured dried meat for Wei Zhen to take with him, Zongzheng Lin's heart was filled with warmth and tenderness.

It's rare to see her show a demure housekeeping appearance. A delicate woman who speaks softly and softly. He leaned over to fold his clothes, surrounded him, his little cheeks were rosy and rosy, making people busy. This way, Zongzheng Lin loves it very much.

Therefore, whenever His Highness the Sixth Highness is inside the mansion, his expression is always two points softer than outside. On this point, Sister Saren Naren has a particularly clear feeling. Even their leaders may not see His Highness's good looks as many times as them.

In the small kitchen, Mu Xiyao raised her eyebrows and scolded with a smile, "Hurry up and pack it up. Your Highness will return to the mansion later, and my concubine will ask the master for your reward. I won't let your hard work go to waste." Qiang San'er Shrinking his neck, Cai Cai immediately restrained his slapstick vigor just now, smiled back to please, and hurriedly yelled loudly to ask someone to carry the deer to the yard for shaving and bloodletting.

Not to mention asking for rewards, if he stayed in front of His Highness for a moment longer, he would feel his legs go weak. I don't know how the master has won His Highness's favor, and there are still laughter from time to time when he stays together.

It was already halfway through the time when Zong Zhenglin returned to the mansion, and he was very surprised not to see the familiar figure outside the second gate. After staying in the main house, he saw his son Chengqing was alone, lying pitifully on the edge of the bed, stretching his neck and tiptoeing to look around, while wiping his eyes aggrieved.

Sitting cross-legged on the couch, Chengyou was hoarse and whimpering, the tip of his nose was red, and he called his mother in a milky voice. The kid who just learned to call people simply, now calls people a little bit unambiguously. The index finger of her left hand was being held by Mu Xiyao, looking through it carefully.

"What's going on?" Zong Zhenglin untied the cloak and handed it to Na Ren, then walked to the couch to touch the head of the eldest son who was ignored, then hugged him in his arms, and sat down next to Mu Xiyao.

"Your Highness." There was surprise in Mu Xiyao's eyes, and she immediately pouted to complain to Zong Zhenglin. "Your son is naughty, he caught ants and played with them. Seeing my brother alone in the walker, he was afraid that he would be bored, so I put a few on the little guy's hands, intending to tease him to play together."

Pulling up Chengyou's index finger in front of Zong Zhenglin, Bai Shengsheng's chubby finger had a red and swollen place like a lump. The slightest touch made Chengyou cry in pain.

The little guy was bitten by an ant, and immediately let go of his throat and cried loudly. Mu Xiyao, who was still on her lunch break in shock, hurried over. After asking this way, I realized that Cheng Qing's mischief caused the trouble.

My son is in pain, and my heart is naturally distressed. After asking Mu Xiyao, and knowing that he had sent someone to invite a doctor, Zong Zhenglin patted Chengqing on the head. "Do you know what's wrong?"

The little guy obediently lay on his chest, and was so frightened by Mu Xiyao's serious face that he curled up his body, not daring to look up at his mother. He just grabbed his lapel and murmured, "It's Cheng Qing's fault."

After all, the little guy is young, and begging for mercy like this always makes people hard-hearted. This is especially true of His Highness Six.

Looking at this situation again, it is very familiar. It should be the little woman who killed his son again. Zong Zhenglin cast a deep look at her and sighed helplessly. "Talk to him well, why are you attacking him?"

Hey, at this time, you know that you should speak well and not lose your temper? Your son is a treasure, and your concubine is a grass? When my concubine "made a mistake", why didn't I see you being so reasonable.

Glancing at him reproachfully, Mu Xiyao comforted Chengyou, and questioned the culprit.

"From my point of view, Mammy didn't dissuade me at that time. Who was the one who yelled aggressively and told Daddy to punish Mammy and Aunt Qingya if they wanted to stop me? They are so young that they don't know right from wrong, and listen to them on the basis of their master's status." Don't talk. Is this how mother taught Cheng Qing on weekdays?"

Together with the godson, Mu Xiyao has always been strict. Pay special attention to the habits and dispositions of your son.

"Where did Cheng Qing go wrong today?"

The little guy raised his head secretly, with his father behind him protecting him, he was more courageous. "You shouldn't be playing with ants."

What's wrong here? Mu Xiyao narrowed her eyes. "No more?" Every family has children, no one has time to be naughty. Not to mention boys, even girls were not without trouble when they were young. The little thing obviously didn't realize where he was so wrong.

After hesitating for a moment, Chengqing Xiao Baozi opened his mouth not sure. "You shouldn't play ants with your brother."

Barely seems like a thing. Mu Xiyao's face softened slightly. "What else? Think again."

This time he had a frowning face, and thought for a long time with his fingers hooked, but the little guy lost his voice.

Mu Xiyao rolled her eyes at the man sitting next to her securely. That means, his son's mistakes today are all because of his usual habits. If Zong Zhenglin hadn't repeatedly protected her shortcomings, she would have packed the little things properly.

Little Baozi also got into trouble before, but it was all mischievous children, so he was. This time it's different, actually brushing Nanny Gui's palm away forcefully, and yelling to hit her with a wooden board? This is not bad!

When you beat anyone, you can't beat your own people unreasonably. Mu Yaonv firmly disagrees. There is nothing good in the nest.

After hearing the mother and son's questioning, Zong Zhenglin's eyes flashed Shen Ning. Looking down, seeing Chengqing pouted and about to cry, he reached out his hand to stop Mu Xiyao from telling the lesson.

"Jiaojiao, don't worry. After I have taught my son, I will ask him to confess his mistakes to you." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to stroke Chengyou's hair, comforting his youngest son. His Highness Six was impartial, and the bowl of water was level. Then he got up and carried Cheng Qing to the outside world.

Such a stop did not stop the man from pampering his son. Mu Xiyao was discouraged.

At this time, she strangely gave birth to a kind of complaint that many people have had in their hearts. His Highness the Sixth Highness's protection of the shortcoming is really limitless. Others are unwilling to do so because of her. But she was because of her own kid.

After the doctor and Chengyou looked at the wound, they prescribed a unilateral prescription and applied medicinal juice. The little guy really got better, and the sobbing sound gradually subsided. As if tired from crying, his eyes blinked and blinked, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Mu Xiyao politely gave the reward, Zong Zhenglin gave Wei Zhen a wink outside, and the doctor was led out by a servant dressed as a secret guard.

The situation of Mu Xiyao's mother and child cannot be revealed at all. It is managed secretly, but it cannot be ignored. When Zong Zhenglin turned around, he saw Mu Xiyao leaning against the door, looking at him with a smile, his eyes were clear. He went over to hold her little hand, and the two figures were reflected in the afterglow of the setting sun. Looking at them, they felt harmonious and happy, intimate and intimate.