C81 (1/2)
After Yang Zixuan received a beating, when he sent Mu Rousang his letter, he did not hide anything. On the contrary, he exaggerated a bit, saying that half of the contents of the letter were because he missed her, and the other half was because he was complaining about her suffering.
Mu Rousang held onto the letter, and remained silent for a long time, before finally handing it over to Aunt Liu to read!
”Miss, Madam Hou must be from a big clan!”
”Hmm?!” Mu Rousang could also tell that the Madam Hou's methods of doing things were not as vulgar and evil as those described in the novels of his previous world.
”Zixuan suffered a loss this time. Let's keep that in mind!” Her long eyelashes streaked across her delicate skin. She indifferently put the letter away and folded it.
After Mu Rousang returned from Xiangyang, she stayed in Zuo Mansion. After going through all that, she became a lot more tired, and spent all day either coaxing the Old Mistress or pulling Yu Xiuzhu, the Old Mistress and the Left Lady to beat them up.
At dusk, the golden cinnamon fragrance wafted in the air.
Mu Rousang's peaceful days were finally taken care of by someone, and a huge ripple appeared on the surface. Today, she was sitting in front of the old lady's room, teasing the parrot called Bai Yu.
”Come on, Bai Yu be good and call me sister!”
”Kid, go away!” Bai Yu had her small wings on her back and was pointing a parrot butt at her.
Chun Yan, who was standing at the side, smiled and said, ”Lady, this white jade is becoming more and more charming.”
Mu Rousang used a long bamboo stick to poke its back and said, ”Spring Dye, bring the stir-fried melon seeds over.”
She sneaked a peek at the parrot, who was peeling the feathers.
”Lady's luck is good, Lady's luck is good!” When Bai Yu smelled the fragrance of the melon seeds, she hurriedly turned around and shouted happily.
”Pfft, young lady, this white jade is about to turn into a spirit!” Chun Yi was impatient to be a red girl, so she put down the tightrope in her hand and came over to play with it.
”Lady, this is a joyous occasion, a joyous occasion!” A woman rushed towards her.
Mu Rousang turned around and glanced at the Old Mistress' room, and pointed towards the spring.
Chun Yi nodded and turned to quickly walk towards the old woman, scolding with a smile, ”Hurry and whisper. The old mistress slept late last night. I just slept to make up for my sleep!”
Mu Rousang stood far away from him on the porch, the autumn sun in the afternoon was gently shining on her tender face, making her seem even more white and tender.
”Miss, seeing how happy Chun Yi is with her little hoof, I'm afraid there's a happy occasion!”
Chun Yan said as he looked at Chun Yi's smiling face.
Mu Rousang pursed her lips into a smile, turned his head, and teased Bai Yu: ”It should be released to the public. I presume that yang-ge is already in high school!”
Just as she finished speaking, Chun Yi had already rushed over and smiled: ”Young lady, it's a good thing! Eldest Young Master got the twenty-sixth place, while Young Master Zhu got the eighteenth. Second Young Master Qin got the twenty-ninth place, and the Zhong Family's Young Master got the fifteenth place. ”
When Mu Rousang heard that, she laughed: ”It's truly a joyous matter, send someone to give it a tip, I believe big brother Er will be drinking with everyone until midnight today.”
As she said till here, she couldn't help but worry for Mu Jinzhi's body. The banquet was never-ending, and there wouldn't be any social interaction later on, so she continued, ”Go and tell Dong Xue that my brother will probably have to drink a few more bowls of hangover soup tonight.”
”Yes, my lady!” I wonder what young master Yang's results were for this Hall Competition! ” When Chun Yi thought about Yang Zixuan's ranking for the Hall Competition, he felt that it should be announced.
”Since no one came to deliver a letter today, I think we'll have to wait for a few more days. Chun Yan, take a hundred silver taels and pack them up, then send some people to send them to the county. He only said that yang-ge was in raising child, and sealed a red packet as a congratulatory gift.”
It was only because Mu Yiyang was her only cousin that she was so generous.
When it was time for dinner, Old Madam Zuo, Left Lady and Yu Xiuzhu had already known about it and had even sent people to wrap up red packets to send to Mu Yiyang.
In the blink of an eye, a few days had passed, and the ranking list of this year's Hall Competition had finally reached Shu Province. This time, it was from Zuo Ren Xian and Mu Jinzhi who came to deliver the news to her.
It was noon, and when everyone woke up, Mu Rousang called the little girl to set up a table in the old lady's courtyard. She was about to hang herself on the horse, but was interrupted by an old granny: ”Old madam, it's true, old madam, it's true!”
When he heard the woman's voice, he threw the card in his hand and immediately rushed over with his skirt raised. He grabbed the woman and asked: ”Quickly tell me, who got the card?”
”But, Eldest Young Master, tell me quickly!” Yu Xiuzhu anxiously grabbed the wife and shook her around.
”Soo Zhu, let go of her hand. Let her breathe!” Old Madam Zuo sat there calmly.