After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

Meng Qianqian and Lu's mother paused.

Mother Lu was surprised and said, "I didn't expect the Grand Commander would come."

Meng Qianqian thought for a moment and said, "Master Liu also attended the last Zhuazhou banquet held in the Governor's Mansion."

Although she did not show up at the banquet, she saw with her own eyes that Lu Xingzhou went there in Lord Liu's carriage.

Lu's mother did not understand state affairs, so she naturally did not understand Lu Yuan's determination to obtain military power. From the perspective of family background alone, the Liu family was not a famous family, and they had no dealings with the Governor's Office. Lu's mother only thought that the Grand Governor was doing this for the sake of the Yong'en Marquis's Mansion.

She thought of something and looked out the door.

Meng Qianqian asked: "Mother, what's wrong?"

Mother Lu shook her head: "Nothing, let's go."

The two met Mrs. Liu in the accounting office. Mrs. Liu was a good mother-in-law. Now that she was gone, Mrs. Liu was heartbroken.

"He passed away in his sleep...quite peacefully."

Mrs. Liu said with sobs.

Mother Lu comforted her for a while and began to help her with the old man's funeral arrangements.

On the other side, Marquis Yongen personally went to the gate to welcome the Grand Commander in, and all the officials saluted Lu Yuan one after another.

"No need to be so polite, I am here today to pay my respects to Madam Liu."

After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he took the Jinyiwei commander Shangguan Ling into the mourning hall.

Shangguan Ling was holding a cuddly little baby in his arms.

After coming out of the mourning hall, seeing that Lu Yuan wanted to stay, Marquis Yongen hurriedly and politely said to Lu Yuan: "Grand Commander, please come this way."

Most of the guests arriving tonight will follow the host to keep watch for Old Madam Liu. However, this commander-in-chief is always busy and does not follow the rules. How could he have expected that the other party would stay to keep watch?

However, although the Grand Commander was willing to condescend to him, he and the Liu family could not neglect him.

The Taoists began to perform rituals. The Liu family cried loudly and guests came one after another. Marquis Yongen could only seek peace and quiet in the midst of the noise. He arranged a separate mourning shed for Lu Yuan and instructed the Liu family's steward not to bring in any other guests.

The Liu family's servants brought a charcoal basin.

The Liu family couldn't afford red charcoal, so they burned silver charcoal. Even these were brought from the Yong'en Marquis' Mansion specifically to entertain distinguished guests.

Lu Yuan just sat down.

The little ball in Shangguan Ling's arms couldn't hold back any longer, and kept pointing outwards like a fat little moth: "Woo-wa-wa-wa!"

Shangguan Ling did not move.

"Whoa!"

Baoshu was furious.

Shangguan Ling said: "It's useless for you to be angry at me. I can't just walk around. Let your father go."

Baoshu looked at her father with resentment.

Lu Yuan drank his tea nonchalantly, looking as if it had nothing to do with him.

Baoshu clenched Xiaopang's fist.

At the mourning hall, the invited Taoist priests began to perform rituals.

Meng Qianqian went from one mourning shed to another, entertaining the female guests who came to keep watch.

The customs of this dynasty were not as conservative as those of the previous dynasty. The mourning tents for male and female guests were set up in the same place, separated by a small flower bed.

Due to the cold weather, the curtains of each mourning tent were lowered to prevent heavy snow from flying in.

Meng Qianqian had just come out of the mourning shed when she ran into Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang exclaimed, "Why don't you rest at home instead of coming here?"

The maid of the Liu family held a plate of snacks and asked, "Madam Lu, where should we send this plate of snacks?"

"there."

Meng Qianqian pointed to the mourning shed in the east.

"Yes."

The maid went.

Mrs. Wang asked, "I'm here to help. Can you handle it?"

Meng Qianqian said softly, "It's okay, Madam, come in and sit down."

Soon, Madam Liu came into the mourning shed in a panic, "Sister Meng, I can't do it anymore. There's a child over there crying and making a fuss, and I can't comfort him."

Meng Qianqian said: "I'll go take a look."

She said to Madam Wang, "Madam, I have to leave you first."

Madam Liu stayed to entertain Madam Wang, and Meng Qianqian went to the mourning shed that Madam Liu mentioned.

When she went in, she found out that the crying little girl was Baoshu.

The little girl was being held in the arms of a wet nurse, who was brought over by other guests to help coax her. But even such an experienced wet nurse couldn't coax Baoshu at all.

"give it to me."

Meng Qianqian stepped forward and said.

The wet nurse gave the child to her with the attitude of giving it a try.

Who would have thought that the little guy really stopped crying and even curled up his little feet comfortably in Meng Qianqian's arms.

The wet nurse was stunned!

The Zhou family's maid came over and said, "Nurse, the young master is crying."

Not only the young master of the Zhou family was crying, all the children present were infected by Baoshu and started crying.

What’s even more infuriating is that while other children were crying loudly, she herself had already accomplished her goal and retreated.

Lu Yuan snorted.

Baoshu raised her little chin proudly.

It seems to be saying: She cried because of her own ability, it's not shameful!

The wet nurse went back to coax her own child.

Meng Qianqian walked towards Lu Yuan who was sitting there and bowed: "Greetings, Grand Commander."

Tonight, Lu Yuan changed into a black robe, which made him less charming and more dignified and cold.

Lu Yuan hummed lightly.

Meng Qianqian also bowed to Shangguan Ling: "Greetings, Commander."

Shangguan Ling clasped his fists and said, "Mrs. Lu, you are too polite."

Baoshu pointed at the chair and then pointed at one of her own little feet.

Meng Qianqian understood and sat down on the chair.

This chair was different from the others in the mourning shed. It was not only covered with a soft cushion, but also had a thick pillow. Her tired body instantly felt a lot more comfortable.

She held Baoshu's feet: "What's wrong with your feet?"

Baoshu's tears came suddenly and she immediately became aggrieved.

Meng Qianqian gently took off her tiger-head shoes and said, "By the way, didn't Zhao Zhao go to Lady Yan's place to play for three days? It's only been one day, and you're already back?"

After saying that, the little fellow took off his footwear, revealing a little foot that was swollen like a steamed bun.

Meng Qianqian frowned: "Is this - stung by a bee?"

The little guy nodded aggrievedly.

Lu Yuan said coldly: "Humph, are you still feeling wronged?"

Meng Qianqian looked at Lu Yuan and Shangguan Ling with confusion.

Shangguan Ling explained, "Well, Madam Yan brought Miss Baoshu back to Wanhua Tower this morning. Within an hour, she smashed the antique jade plate that Madam Yan treasured, soaked her rouge in water, and burned her black ink into charcoal... That's fine, but I don't know how she managed to release the poisonous bees that Madam Yan raised."

"I see."

Meng Qianqian's sense of taste and smell was temporarily impaired, so she couldn't smell the medicine on the little guy's wound, but she could see and feel that medicine had been applied.

"It must have hurt a lot."

It will hurt even if you apply the medicine.

Baoshu nodded and snuggled into her arms for a hug.

Shangguan Ling's mouth twitched: "Miss Baoshu was only stung by the non-venomous bee, but Madam Yan was in such a plight. In order to catch her, her hands were stung by the poisonous bee and turned into bear paws. All the girls in Wanhua Tower were also stung. They are swollen like pig heads and can't face people anymore."

Wanhua Tower had been open for many years, and even the "harboring" of Beiliang spies did not force it to close. But as soon as the little guy arrived, it simply closed its doors to visitors.

Meng Qianqian looked at Baoshu in her arms very seriously.

Baoshu blinked innocently and raised her injured little foot.

It seems to be saying: I'm injured, so pitiful.

Meng Qianqian stayed in the mourning shed to take care of Baoshu.

I don't know when the silver charcoal in the mourning shed was replaced with smokeless red charcoal. The shed was warm and the two, one big and one small, soon felt sleepy and fell into a sleepy state.

Lu Yuan stood up with a cold expression.

Shangguan Ling was startled: "Grand Commander."

Lu Yuan said: "Let's go out for a walk."

Shangguan Ling glanced at Meng Qianqian, who was sleeping on the chair while holding Baoshu, and nodded, "Yes!"

The two men left the mourning shed, and Qingshuang emerged from the darkness and stood guard at the door of the mourning shed.