Scum Guide [Quick Transmigration]

Aunt Du, Master Mu's favorite concubine.

A crackling sound came from the house, accompanied by the woman's gnashing of teeth and scolding, "Bastard bastard bastard, the old man is too partial. They are both grandchildren. Why should Mu Ziwen take advantage of it? I don't accept it!"

Thinking about her insisting that her son also take part in this year's imperial examination, he failed even the first pass, while Mu Ziwen passed three passes and cut six generals, becoming the youngest number one scholar in the dynasty. The position has become his, and Du Wanting hates to kill people.

In her opinion, how could Mu Ziwen have that ability, the old man must have paved the way for him, that old man died well, he should have died long ago!

"Ma'am, you are so angry that you are so angry. Although the young master won the number one scholar and Tai Tuo, what's the use of the master not liking him? You are the master's favorite. After all, the young master is still young, and there are many things that must be asked of the master." Help the master, you just need to win over the master..."

Need to say more about the rest?

Du Wanting listened to her personal servant girl explaining in a low voice, her expression gradually calmed down, and a smug expression gradually appeared on her face.

Carefully sitting in front of the vanity mirror, she looked at the woman in the mirror. She had a small and beautiful face, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that her skin was creamy. The energy she spent on this face was unimaginable to ordinary people.

But the result was very satisfying. Even though she had already given birth to two children, the master still liked her the most and came to her yard the most. How could the prudish Zhuang family compare to her?

Stretching out her hand to touch her face, she hooked the corners of her mouth, and the woman in the mirror immediately showed a coquettish smile, which could draw out the soul of a man, and her eyes were even more smug, "It's still red Mei can talk, her mouth is so sweet."

As he spoke, he picked out a bracelet from the dressing box and handed it over, "Your reward."

This bracelet is full of water color, and it is very valuable at first glance. It should be said that Du Wanting's jewelry here is not worthless.

Hongmei took the bracelet and said respectfully, "Thank you Madam for the reward."

Du Wanting was in a better mood when she heard the sound of Madam.

Looking at her expression, Hongmei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After following Du Wanting for so long, she naturally knows what she likes and dislikes. What she dislikes the most is hearing people call her aunt, which makes her feel inferior. So Hongmei always called her wife in private.

Du Wanting was in a better mood, so she changed the subject and asked, "Where is the second young master?"

Hongmei's heart skipped a beat, she lowered her head and replied, "Second Young Master is in her yard."

Du Wanting was in a bad mood immediately, the master only had two sons, Mu Ziwen and Zifeng, and Mu Ziwen didn't please the master, so her son was the master's favorite.

Because of this, she wants to plan more for her son, and his son is also her hope.

But this son of hers doesn't know who to follow, he doesn't care about his studies, he just knows how to write some poems or do some embroidery work all day long, which kind of son or young master would do such a thing, it's all done by his daughter's family thing!

Now when the maid said that her son was staying in her yard, she could almost imagine what her son was doing. Compared with Mu Ziwen, who was enjoying the scenery outside, the anger she had finally suppressed came up again.

"Come on, come with me to the second young master's yard." She stood up abruptly, her expression on her face was not good, and she walked a little faster than usual.

Hongmei winked at the waiters in the yard and quickly followed them. As soon as they left, someone immediately started cleaning up the room that Du Wanting had messed up just now.

……

Mu Zifeng is only fifteen years old, one year younger than Mu Ziwen, and has a twin sister, Mu Zirou.

It was as if they were born with the wrong gender. As a girl, Mu Zirou had bright looks and a flamboyant personality, but as a boy, Mu Zifeng was fragile, with a soft and sweet appearance, and loved female celebrities.

At this time, he was sitting in his yard, with a dustpan in his hand, which contained needles, thread and cloth ends, and he was sewing a sachet without resting his hands.

Not to mention the extremely skilled movements, there is a shy smile on his face from time to time, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a girl who is waiting for her.

However, the smile on his face froze for a moment when he heard the waiter say that his elder brother had been hand-picked as the number one scholar, and was also made the emperor's tutor, and accidentally pricked his finger.

"Hiss!" He frowned in pain, put his finger in his mouth and sucked it, and quickly smiled when he met the boy's gaze, "Brother is really amazing, when will he come back?"

The servant lowered his head and replied, "We've arrived at Zhengde Street, and we should be back in about a quarter of an hour."

It can be said that everyone in the mansion is paying attention to the young master, so news of this kind of news keeps coming, just ask around and you will know.

"Oh!" Mu Zifeng responded with a nah, looking down at the sachet in his hand, wondering if that person would like the sachet he sent, it was sewn by himself, thinking about it, in his heart That depression was quickly wiped away, and he smiled again, with anticipation in his eyes.

Du Wanting came here at this time. She frowned when she looked at her son who had just finished his handiwork, and stepped forward to grab the sachet from his hand and throw it out.

At the critical moment, Mu Zifeng caught him in time, and looked at Du Wanting with a little pleading, "Mother!"

Du Wanting's expression froze. She always hated this son, but it was always because of his soft heart. She really...

"You all go down."

Hongmei and the servant serving Mu Zifeng bowed their heads at the same time, "Yes."

Then he walked away quickly with his head down, and stood guard outside the yard.

Du Wanting was finally able to let go now, and she pointed at her son's forehead and poked it vigorously a few times, "You, you, tell me what's good about you, how many times have I told you, don't always be so petty , you are your father's favorite son, you want to make your father look good, now it's all right, Mu Ziwen not only won the first prize, but also was named a tutor by the emperor, and you, you are still tossing these sachets here, are you Want to piss me off?"

A sad look appeared on Mu Zifeng's face, "Brother is so smart, and he was taught by his grandfather himself. I can't compare to him at all."

Before Du Wanting could get angry again, he suddenly smiled again, and handed her the sachet in his hand, "Mother, help me see how I embroidered this sachet, it will be given to the third prince, I don't know if he Will you like it?"

Du Wanting's anger stagnated, "For your cousin?"

The mother of the third prince is Concubine Shu, one of the four concubines, and she was the aunt of the shogunate before she got married, so it is not wrong to say that the third prince is Mu Zifeng's direct cousin.

Mu Zifeng was a little shy, "Well, when we met last time, my cousin praised me for my good workmanship, and asked me for a sachet. I plan to give this sachet to my cousin when we meet next time."

Du Wanting looked at his expression carefully, and suddenly his expression became a little unpredictable. Instead of scolding him for spending time on these trivial matters of his daughter's house, she began to bite his ear.

The mother and son talked a lot about the third prince's problem. In the end, Mu Zifeng became more and more interested, and Du Wanting's expression became brighter and brighter.

What interrupted them was the sudden sound of firecrackers, and the sudden exclamation of the servants, "The young master is back!"

The mother and son looked at each other, and quickly collected their things and went to the front yard. No matter what they thought in their hearts at this time, they couldn't make a big mistake in face.

Because if Mu Ziwen really wins the first prize, there will be an imperial edict to come, and the whole family will go there to receive the edict.

Sure enough, as soon as they left the yard, someone came down to tell them that the master told them to hurry up and wait in the front yard.

When they got to the front yard, they saw a lively scene, the firecrackers were crackling non-stop, and the young master Mu Ziwen was watched by everyone with admiration and admiration, even more enthusiastic than their ancestors.

The firecrackers sounded for a while before they stopped.

Mu Ying, who didn't like the elder son very much, showed a very obvious smile on rare occasions, and beckoned his son to follow him to the main courtyard to talk first.

Others in the mansion also looked at Ning An eagerly.

Mu Ying's family is not the only one living in the shogunate. Mrs. Mu has four sons and two daughters. Regardless of her daughter's marriage, Mu Ying is the eldest son, and there are three younger brothers. He and Fourth Master Mu are bastards, and the whole family lives together.

Now that there is Mu Ziwen, the nephew who inherited the position of the old master's master, An Sheng, who they want to live in the mansion, can't they be anxious about this nephew!

Ning An looked at the smile on Mu Ying's face, and the smiles of the uncles and aunts around him, and he was speechless. On the way back, he had already figured out the situation of the big family. Taifu, there is no need to mention the ability of teaching and educating people. There are countless students under his school, and he has taught many capable people.

Maybe it's because he put all his energy on teaching students, but his own son was negligent, and none of the four sons became successful.

As the sons of the eldest son, the eldest and the third child are used to enjoying themselves, while the second and fourth sons are the bastards, so they are cautious, one by one disappoints Old Master Mu.

The eldest son only needs to inherit the family business, but the son can't, so the old man wanted to find a capable wife for his son. That's how Zhuang became Mu Ying's wife.

The Zhuang family is a businessman, but his mother's family is a scholarly family. Under the influence of his ears and eyes, Zhuang's is also very interested in reading and calligraphy. After studying with his grandfather for several years, he has some bookishness in his body, and learned some handicrafts at home. The ability to do business.

Under the combination of the two sides, in the opinion of Old Master Mu, it is the most suitable for the eldest son to be his daughter-in-law.

Facts have proved that the old lady has a good vision. The Zhuang family married Mu Ying and managed the Mu family in an orderly manner, which increased the value of the Mu family's original assets a lot.

Perhaps Zhuang's being too capable has hurt Mu Ying's man's self-esteem. His feelings for Zhuang are a bit complicated, but overall he doesn't like him. He prefers Du Wanting's kind of weak woman who trusts him wholeheartedly and relies on him. Let his man's self-esteem be greatly satisfied.

Under Du Wanting's pillow, he didn't even like the son born with Zhuang's.

Mu Ying didn't like it, but Mrs. Mu felt like a treasure.

Even the enlightenment of his grandson was done by him, the more he taught, the more addictive he became, and he wished he could pass on all his knowledge to his grandson.

From Ning An's point of view, a lot of people in the shogunate do not know how much they depend on Zhuang's life to get rich, but they are used to looking down on others, thinking that Zhuang's daughter is a merchant's daughter, and she can't get on the stage. Mu Ying doesn't like Zhuang's face, and other people will look at the dishes.

If there is no Zhuang family, how could they live so well, they just don't know what to say.

It is true that the old man was a tutor before he passed away, but he is a clean and honest person, and he is not familiar with general affairs. Apart from his outstanding knowledge, he really has nothing else to show for it.

But in such a hierarchical place in ancient times, this is normal.

Ning An felt aggrieved for the Zhuang family. Marrying into the shogunate did not enjoy any blessings. It was all a matter of looks. Fortunately, she was capable, otherwise, a woman in the inner house, but her husband didn't like it, would have almost no room for turning around.

The most correct thing the old lady did was to hand over the management of the middle class in the mansion to the Zhuang family and give her enough housekeeping power, so that even if Mu Ying doesn't like her anymore, she can live a comfortable life.

No, she still has a son named Mu Ziwen.

Thinking of this, Ning An looked at Zhuang's with soft eyes. A real beauty like Zhuang's is not only beautiful on the surface, but also in temperament and in the heart. Mu Ying really has no vision.

"Mother." Ning An didn't follow Mu Ying's request and went to Mu Ying's side, but went to Zhuang's side and reached out to support her and support her.

Husbands and sons are all that ancient women can rely on. Mu Ying can't give the Zhuang family the honor he deserves, but he, a son, can give it.

"Hey, okay, okay, let's go, let's go back first." With a smile on the corner of Zhuang's mouth, he stretched out his hand and patted the back of Ning An's hand that was supporting her, his face was full of relief and pride.

Seeing her expression like this, Ning An couldn't help feeling a sense of responsibility in his heart.

Different times have different ways of living. In modern times, parents dote on their children, but in ancient times, he had to stand up by himself to support the woman Zhuang.

Thinking of this, Ning An couldn't help but strengthen his expression, looking a little more mature.

Mu Ying was displeased with his son's failure to obey for a moment, but this dissatisfaction was quickly dispelled by joy. Even if he didn't like it, this was still his son. If a son had such achievements, he, a father, would also have Face.

Mu Ying has strong self-esteem and saves face. He is happy when his son gives him a good face. He can almost imagine the scene of going out to meet friends and being held up and respected by those friends. He is so excited. His father is Taifu and The son is the Taifu, which has a completely different meaning to Mu Yingying.

Zhuang's sisters-in-law looked at each other, and after seeing Ning An's posture in their eyes, they all thought about it. This sister-in-law will be different in the future.

Not long after the group arrived at the main courtyard, the imperial decree arrived as scheduled.

After Xuanzhi eunuch left, the main courtyard, which was still bustling before, suddenly fell into a subtle silence.

Naturally, there is nothing wrong with the content of the imperial decree, and the oral decree that the emperor canonized Mu Ziwen as Taifu was also handed down in the form of imperial decree. Not only that, but also added a lot of rewards. .

There are even two sets of official uniforms, one for the number one scholar and one for the Taifu official robe.

The problem lies in the Taifu's residence.

When the old master was the Taifu, he lived with everyone. Now that Mu Ziwen has become the Taifu, the emperor gave him a Taifu's mansion alone. If Mu Ziwen moved to the Taifu's mansion, wouldn't it be Can't touch his light?

This fact makes those who were still thinking about it before can't help but feel a little depressed. Du Wanting's expression is also ugly. Living together, she can still use the master's hand to handle Mu Ziwen. If she lives under her nose, she alone The woman in the inner house is just a concubine, how can she stretch her arms so long?

Mu Zifeng and others who are of the same generation as Mu Ziwen are envious. They can have their own mansion even if they are not as weak as the crown. Why can't such a good thing happen to them?

In contrast, the Zhuang family, who knew all kinds of situations in the mansion well, was simply happy for her son, who made her so proud.

Ning An saw everyone's expressions in his eyes, but on the surface he still had Mu Ziwen's usual cold appearance, and gave a junior salute to Mu Ying, "Father, the imperial decree has been received, and my son has to go to say congratulations to grandma." , I have to rush to the Qionglin Banquet, so I will retreat first."

Mu Ying is a big-hearted person, and other people's small thoughts have turned away. He is still thinking about his own future, and he doesn't think about it at all. It should be said that he thinks that his son is his son no matter what. I don't think about whether I treat my son badly and whether his son will blame him as his father.

Hearing what his son said, he immediately waved his hands, "Go, go, you should tell your grandmother about such a great thing."

The death of the old man in three months is not only a big blow to Mu Ziwen, the grandson brought up by the old man, but also a bigger blow to the old lady. No, she has been bedridden for three months and her health has not improved. She will be happy to have a happy event It's good to be happy.

Mrs. Zhuang exchanged a glance with her son. After her son left, she ordered her servants to move all the rewards from the emperor back to her son's yard. She also had to store the two sets of official uniforms carefully. I still wear it when I parade down the street and attend the Qionglin Banquet.

No matter how much they thought about it, the rightful owner had left, and it was useless for them to keep it any longer. The people in the few rooms would soon separate and leave, and what to do in private was their business.

Ning An went to see the old lady. After hearing the good news, the old lady really felt better. She pulled Ning An and talked a lot, and she didn't let Ning An go until she was tired.

After Ning An came out from the old lady, he went back to his yard directly.

Mrs. Zhuang was already waiting there.

Seeing him come back, Zhuang's face immediately raised a smile, "Is the old lady okay?"

Although her husband is incompetent and doesn't like her, the old man and the old lady both like her very much and give her due respect. In addition, the old man carefully taught his son to become a talent, Zhuang's heart is grateful to him, and also to the old lady Just be more careful.

Ning An nodded, "Grandmother is very happy, but her health is still not good, she needs to be taken care of carefully."

Mrs. Zhuang knew this better than he did. The old lady was old and depressed. It was inevitable that her health would be poor. I just hoped that she could relax sooner.

"Come on, my son is the No. [-] scholar. You have to go to the banquet tonight. First, come and try to see if your No. [-] scholar's suit fits. If it doesn't fit, mother will change it for you as soon as possible." Regarding the matter, Zhuang's attention is now on his son, he dragged Ning An into the room, and handed him the No. [-] Scholar suit for him to try.

Ning An held the number one scholar's suit in his hand, and was just pushed into the room by Zhuang Shi. Looking at the expectation on Zhuang's face, he obeyed her expectation and showed her the number one scholar's suit.

It's a pity that ancient clothes are really not easy to wear, and Ning An struggled for a while before he managed to change into the clothes.

Zhuang's eyes kept staring at the door of the room, so she could see clearly when Ning An came out, and couldn't help but burst out laughing when she saw her son walking out.

Ning An was a little embarrassed by her smile, without him, although he managed to put on the clothes, it was really ugly and sloppy.

Seeing the embarrassment on his face, Mrs. Zhuang stepped forward and pulled him over, carefully tidying up the irregular places for him, with a gentle but distressed smile on her face.

In her eyes, her son is still a child, but from today on he will start to step into a more complicated circle. While she is proud of being a mother, shouldn't she be a little bit distressed? !

"Okay, my son is so handsome. You look good in this number one scholar suit. I don't know how many girls you want to please!" Mrs. Zhuang took a few steps back and looked at her son carefully. The handsome boy was dressed in bright red. The No. [-] scholar's uniform dyed a bit of bright color on the originally cold expression, which was very attractive.

Ning An, "..."

Well, as long as you are happy!