C301 (1/2)

Apart from scheming and scheming, large families who wanted to rise to a higher level in the imperial court would usually not be willing to let their daughters suffer in the palace.

This year's Golden Age was a peaceful one. The wealthy ladies had been holding themselves back for a whole year and had finally come out to enjoy the show. With the silver coins that had been in their hands for a year, they naturally had to spend it quickly.

After passing through the Cai Yi Pavilion, the horse carriage turned to another side street, and in the time it took for an incense stick to burn, they arrived at Cat's Lane.

When the gatekeeping servant saw Wen Bo Hou's carriage, he quickly opened the door to let it out and welcomed it inside.

”Madam, you're finally here.”

The head of Mu Fengchai's four maids, Xia Ye, eagerly welcomed her, her eyebrows unable to hide her anxiousness.

”What exactly is going on? When I told you all to train, I wanted you to serve the lady well. How did you cause such a thing to happen? ”

Once he got off the carriage, Mu Rousang scolded him unhappily. He needed Master to think things through on his own, why would he need these lass s?

”In reply to Madam, this servant doesn't know why Miss has been so merciful.” Xia Ye didn't dare to complain even after being scolded.

”All of a sudden?” Mu Rousang immediately understood the meaning behind her words.

”Yes!” I don't know why, but she was previously happily discussing Young Master Guo's character with the servants, and even specifically asked the servants to ask about it. Not only that, she had also invited Young Master Zhu and Young Master Qin, as well as Madam Zhu, to secretly ask about it.

Xia Ye was also wronged. Her days of service were not as long as Chun Cao's and Spring Rain's. There were some things that Mu Rousang did not know, not to mention her.

”I'll go take a look, where's Eldest Aunt?”

Mu Rousang asked again.

Seeing that Mu Rousang's face was ugly, Xia Ye hurriedly replied: ”The old master from the south has sent someone, he said that they are lacking money.”

”Lack of silver?” Didn't his good chrysanthemum make him a fortune? He even dared to abandon his wife and children, so why would he want to ask Eldest Aunt for silver? ”

Even if Mu Yun was a lowly person, but to the Mulberry, he was still the patriarch of a family. He was a pillar of the family, and with his existence, the Mulberry would not be looked down by others, even more so for orphans and widows.

Letting Mu Yun stay in this world was really a waste of air. If it weren't for Mu Jinzhi, the original goods, she wouldn't even want to acknowledge this uncle of hers.

”Don't be angry, the person said so, but if the young master doesn't nod, the madam won't take out that amount of silver.” Xia Ye answered while luring her into the Dazzling Spring Sect.

The more Mu Rousang thought about it, the angrier she got, and she asked again: ”Are those chrysanthemums causing trouble?”

Xia Ye had also heard from the seniors and servants of the manor that she was mentioned, so he replied: ”That's not true. I heard that ever since the lord had gotten a few delicate flower concubines, that chrysanthemum auntie had become yellow flowers.”

Then she continued, ”I heard that the lord had set his sights on a performer, but his offer was too high and Aunt Ju was holding on to the silver. Helplessly, the lord sent someone to bring a letter from Sichuan.”

”Throw him out.” Mu Rousang said snappily.

Xia Ye quickly replied. She knew how to reply to the first wife.

Under the guidance of Xia Ye, Mu Rousang entered Mu Fengchai's courtyard. Inside the courtyard, there were layers upon layers of exotic flowers and herbs.

It was really a good room for a girl. In the middle of the second floor of the small wooden building, the two rooms on the left and right were set off by the lush greenery.

”The Madam Hou is here!”

The little girl at the door shouted in a respectful tone. Suddenly, Xia Ying came out of the room and greeted her.

”Greetings Madam, Madam. Please have a seat upstairs.”

Xia Ying quickly picked up the curtain and invited Mu Rousang in. Although this small courtyard was small, it had the charm of a small bridge in south of the river, making everything extremely exquisite. Adding the fact that Mu Yiyang's family lived here, it had increased the popularity of the place, making these houses more spirited and free of any smell of decay.

”Don't be angry, the person said so, but if the young master doesn't nod, the madam won't take out that amount of silver.” Xia Ye answered while luring her into the Dazzling Spring Sect.

The more Mu Rousang thought about it, the angrier she got, and she asked again: ”Are those chrysanthemums causing trouble?”

Xia Ye had also heard from the seniors and servants of the manor that she was mentioned, so he replied: ”That's not true. I heard that ever since the lord had gotten a few delicate flower concubines, that chrysanthemum auntie had become yellow flowers.”

Then she continued, ”I heard that the lord had set his sights on a performer, but his offer was too high and Aunt Ju was holding on to the silver. Helplessly, the lord sent someone to bring a letter from Sichuan.”