People are in the court, and the queen is a faint king

"The minister leads the decree." Each of the princes went to move things.

However, the servants who followed the empress also retreated far away to guard the gate.

"The lonely king came to see you, and you will repay the lonely king like this?" The empress said coldly, suppressing her inner emotions.

"What more does Your Majesty want in return? I have already said that I am very grateful, why don't I dig out my heart and give it to Your Majesty?" Mu Yu said coldly.

"Dig it." The anger on the empress's face disappeared, revealing an expression of interest.

Her face is not dark, but Mu Yu's face is dark.

Get lost.

"Your Majesty, state affairs are important, don't delay here." Mu Yu saw off the guests.

"Huh!" The empress snorted coldly, thought for a while and said, "That cup of tea back then, was it delicious?"

"I don't understand what His Majesty means."

"I brought that kind of tea. It is a rare tribute. Do you want it? Do you want me to take it back." The empress thought of her own tea and felt a little bit reluctant.

Mu Yu was stunned when he heard this, and then he became furious. How could you do such a thing? You have to take it back after sending it. You are worthy of being the emperor of all ages!Nothing else, it's a beautiful idea.

You entered Mu's bag and wanted to take it away, isn't it like pulling teeth out of a tiger's mouth?I want to pull it out, it's a dream.

"I am grateful for your majesty's gift," Mu Yu said.

"Save some for me, there isn't much tea left, the lonely king will come here often in the future."

"What?" Mu Yu was startled, and he almost couldn't come up: "Your Majesty, are you joking with me? You should take the tea back, I don't want it anymore."

"My surname is Mu, what are you talking about?" The empress was really going to die of anger: "You dare to despise the lonely king so many times, believe it or not, the lonely king will kill you now."

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Chapter 68

When leaving Mu Mansion, His Majesty's face was icy cold, and he was half dead with anger. When he came, he came calmly, and when he left, he left with a full stomach.

And when he left Hou Ye's mansion and looked back.

The side yard of Mufu.

But I saw that the surname Mu had already met with Zuo Qingshang at the homes of several visiting girls, and there was an occasional smile on his face.

In her heart, it became more and more uncomfortable.

It's getting more and more uncomfortable.

Finally, he retracted into the dragon chariot, drove all the officials of the court out of the dragon chariot, and closed the silk curtains on all sides, and one person began to sulk.

Outside the dragon chariot, there are famous and noisy people, forming a sea of ​​people on the streets of the capital.

It is also on the street to block the people and draw a safe zone, with solemn eyes and extremely serious inner guards and imperial guards.

Inside the Dragon Chariot, she is in the midst of the bustling city, but she is absent-minded. Her majesty the Empress, with slightly raised brows and an unhappy face, if the people outside see her, they will all be soft-hearted and will not help but want to soothe her troubles , but this scene, few people in the world can see it.

"The lonely king is already like this, and he is obviously like this to him... The emperor, the lonely king, is not as comfortable as the girls like Wanyang and the others... If this continues, how much will the lonely king have to suffer from him..." Today Your Majesty, the more you think about it, the more sad you become.

Zi'er stood by and listened to this, but didn't speak.

"The lonely king has brought so many gifts, and he doesn't appreciate it at all," said the empress.

"Your Majesty, you have to take time off with Mu Hou, and don't be in a hurry." Zi'er thought for a while, and said: "If you are really angry, then think about it with Mu Hou, maybe you won't be angry."

The empress listened, her small face froze bit by bit, she thought of the melancholy that naturally appeared in the latter's eyes when she first met 13, her heart seemed to be caught by something again at this moment, How could there be such eyes.

After the empress froze for a while, she slowly said: "Zi'er, you are right, the lonely king should not act too hastily..."

……

However, after the empress left.

Mufu.

The one surnamed Mu directly and calmly plunged into the Shura field.

"Muhou Lord, are you in good health?" Princess Wanyang's unique little face showed a trace of concern. Unlike Chang'er and Yu Yan'er, the princess has a bit of the shadow of a female emperor, and her temperament is completely different. Yu Yan'er is a pure lady, soft and weak, making people want to bully her fiercely, but also want to take pity on her and hold her in the palm of her hand.

And Chang'er is heaven and earth, rare, ethereal, light and soul, people can feel detached when looking at it, and the fairy posture is beyond the table.

Princess Wanyang is a mixture of knowledgeable manners and nobility. There is a faint calmness between her brows, as if nothing will surprise her, and no one will surprise her. There are waves, giving people the illusion that there is not much emotion.

"Fortunately..." Mu Yu replied with a smile, "Thank you Princess for your concern."

"My lord, you have to pay attention to your body in the future!" Yu Yan'er said: "A few days ago, Yan'er went to the Qingmu Temple in Yuanxiao, Beijing with my father, and asked for something for my lord. If my lord accepts it, I can keep my body safe. No invasion."

While talking, Yu Yan'er took out a small daughter's sachet, opened it, and took out a triangular light yellow sachet charm about the size of a thumb, and a triangular pouch cloth sewn with high-quality fabrics. The sac was swollen, and I didn't know what was inside: "My lord, this is what Yan'er personally begged for my lord, my lord is sick, please take it..."

Yu Yan'er gave things to Mu Yu without restraint.

Zuo Qingshang's beautiful eyes were calm, and the adults gave her many small gifts, including her favorite white jade sword charm, and other...

And she also gave the adults some things that are extremely precious to her... Therefore, Miss Zuo didn't care at all.

But for the other girls, their eyes became more complicated.

Yu Yan'er, would actually do such a thing... directly presenting a token... Doesn't this mean that Yu Yan'er has already unilaterally fallen in love with it, and even reached the point of ignoring it...Daughter's family, in Da Luo, can't Feel free to give things to men of the same age or similar age...

If you give it away, it will be regarded as a token of love.

He took the initiative to send a token of love...

For a moment, the other girls felt complicated, both admiring and helpless, Yu Yan'er was too decisive, so decisive that they were powerless.

And they dare not do this. First, they are afraid that Mu Hou will think they are frivolous people. Second, the shyness of their daughter's family will not allow them to do this kind of thing. Nor has it reached the point where it is so deep that it ignores all audacity.

Mu Yu grew up in Daluo, so he naturally knows this.

Looking at the sachet sent by Yu Yan'er, she accepted it without any hesitation with a smile: "Miss Yan'er's kind intentions, I appreciate it."

"My lord, do you believe in Yan'er?" In Yu Yan'er's soft and weak eyes, the resentment slowly disappeared and turned into a trace of joy.

This kind of her has a unique scenery. Three thousand black silk is tied behind her waist with a white ribbon, and she is wearing a light blue long skirt, which not only highlights the slender figure, but also shows a bit of willow-like lightness and softness. Standing there weakly, like a wife and children looking forward to the return of their long-lost husband...

The person surnamed Mu couldn't help sighing, how could a person named Daluo be so beautiful, how could he be so beautiful, so that his surname Mu couldn't resist Ben at all, he didn't have any resistance at all, he had no resistance to beauty in the first place Li, you are still so beautiful, how can you stand up to this?

However, the person surnamed Mu didn't speak or respond.

The expectation deep in Yu Yan'er's eyes turned into disappointment bit by bit: "My lord..."

"Miss Yan'er, the autumn harvest is approaching... Do you like harvesting rice?" Mu Yu suddenly laughed.

Yu Yan'er was stunned for a moment, then her beautiful eyes shone slightly: "Yan'er really wants to... just afraid of causing trouble to the adults."

"Muhou Lord, let me wait, can we come together too?" Princess Wanyang's eyes lit up slightly, and the eyes of the remaining three girls who were in charge of the royal family all lit up, and there were faint smiles on the corners of their mouths.

Their family education is very strict, what is the autumn harvest?I've only seen it, but I haven't personally played it.

"It just so happens that this year, I want to celebrate this grand occasion in person... If the girls are not afraid of getting tired, go and try with me..." The surname Mu smiled.

And hearing his words, everyone in Yu Yan'er's heart jumped up slightly, it seemed that she had more time to spend with Lord Mu, this kind of invitation...seemed to be a good one...Autumn harvest is an important season, It's just that ordinary girls like them can't participate in it.

A group of people got together and chatted for a while about piano, calligraphy, painting, and finally talked about poetry.

Mu Yu still didn't write poems.

The edge is already too strong, it's better to keep a low profile.

After the reunion, the visiting guests left one by one, and the girls also went back to their respective places...

Yu Yan'er stayed behind, staring at the surnamed Mu with her beautiful eyes, and said quietly after a while: "My lord...is he afraid of getting Yan'er involved? So he doesn't want to agree? But he doesn't want to refuse Yan'er, your lord is reluctant, right... "

Zuo Qingshang frowned slightly, as if thinking of something.

"Miss Yan'er, you think too much."

"It's clear that... Your Majesty is still thinking about His Majesty today, and he is afraid that one day his head will be separated. At that time, Yan'er will suffer from the loss of her husband and be implicated by Your Majesty. It's just that Yan'er doesn't care... Sister Qingshang, Probably wouldn't care."

"This..." Zuo Qingshang blushed, but she didn't deny it.

The surname Mu frowned slightly: "Miss Yan'er, there is no need to talk about this matter for now, let's talk about it after the autumn harvest."

The autumn wind is slightly cool.

Leaves are yellowing.

The cold wind from Saibei approached quietly.

The wind swirls, causing waves on the lake, blowing the branches and rolling them, and then rolling up the dead leaves on the ground, blowing them around in the air, and finally returning to the ground again.

Just like today's big downturn, after an eventful year, it gradually returned to stability.

Great time of year.

The autumn harvest season is also approaching.

The people all over the world are happy and cheering, it is a good harvest season.

Only in this season, the people's year-round expectation has been reaped, and every family will have a smile on their faces...

For Da Luo, for the world, it is a good time, an important time...

Time, one day, two days, slowly passed.

Another six days passed in the blink of an eye...

However, during these six days, a not-so-big and not-so-small thing happened.

The first batch of refined salt and silver was withdrawn from the treasury.

Wei Ge immediately pulled out 700 million taels and handed it over to the border general Yu Wenshu, but the latter was so happy that he dragged Master Mu to Jiaosifang and failed, so he went to get drunk and made a big fuss For such a small matter, His Majesty severely punished him and sent him directly to the Heaven Prison.

The 700 million taels of silver were escorted back to the border by other officials of the court and the border guards.

The bastard Yu Wenshu missed the opportunity to go back to the border. He stayed in the dungeon and watched the mice.

The autumn harvest also arrived in a few days.

In Daluo, and even in the world, except for the nomads, the autumn harvest is an extremely important season.

The livelihood of the next year will be decided at this time.

Whether it is good or bad, whether it is hungry, whether there is food in stock or idle food, it all depends on the harvest during the autumn harvest.

When I am free, I am worried every day, and when I am busy, I return late.

Waiting, anxiously.

Only after the busy farming is over, can we look at the harvested food in the sunset, and the people all over the world can breathe a sigh of relief, calm down completely, and shed tears of relief, waiting for the arrival of the new year, the unknown year.

It's the autumn harvest time of the year again.

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Chapter 69

early morning.

The first brilliance sprinkled the earth, and everything revived.

"Ding, you have completed the task, rush to help the border, you get the following rewards."

"1: Lifespan +10."

"2: Martial arts talent +10."

"3: Charm +1."

"4: Strength +3."

"5: Entries: There is a poetic and bookish spirit in the stomach [rare reward, poem entry effect: every ten books you read, you will increase your temperament by 1 point. If you read more than ten thousand volumes, you will be unparalleled in the world.]"

The one surnamed Mu was waiting in the courtyard, standing quietly under the willow tree by the roadside.

The willow leaves have turned light yellow, flowing in the wind.

Glancing at the rewards he had received in the past few days, Mu Yu withdrew his thoughts again, his eyes became unfocused, and the beginning of the autumn harvest season had arrived.