Your Majesty, I am not worthy

Rong Mu explained to Steward Zhou for a long time that he was not as down and out as Steward Zhou had expected. The cloak was torn, but it was just that he was reluctant to throw it away so casually.

Steward Zhou was dubious, looking at Rong Mu's chaotic eyes with a bit of suspicion, and with the look of a child who will only fool himself when he grows up.

But in the end I don't believe it.

Rong Mu had no choice but to mention Shen's cloth shop, which has been particularly prosperous in Haojing recently, and he got a fortune from it.

"Shen's cloth shop!" Steward Zhou's jaw almost dropped, "Are you going to learn how to sew clothes?"

How can an adult learn how to become a embroiderer?

must!

"..."

Rong Mu curled her lips, but it was funny; "It's for them to design blueprints,? I'll just take some profit from it."

"Oh." Butler Zhou was a little ashamed.

His joy at seeing Rong Mu for the first time had subsided a little, and there was no one else in the hall at the moment. Seeing that Rong Mu drank all the tea, Butler Zhou realized that it was his negligence.

And Rong Mu was really tired,? After running for half a day, he would suddenly stop his galloping pace, and the subtle tiredness swept over him.

It is difficult to fall asleep after strong tea, Rong Mu restrained himself from pouring tea.

Taking off the cloak that was still on his body, Rong Mu put it on his elbow, and suddenly turned his head, Rong Mu looked at Butler Zhou's whitening hair and slightly bowed back.

Suddenly, Rong Mu felt guilty: "This year, Uncle Zhou has worked hard."

Although he is gone, Uncle Zhou still bears the pressure from Chu Yuheng, the majesty of the king is unstoppable, otherwise Uncle Zhou would not have grayed so much hair in a year.

Steward Zhou was stunned for a moment, and after understanding what Rong Mu meant, he stroked his gray beard and squinted and smiled: "It's not hard."

Especially now that adults are living well, their complexion is rosy, as if the face bones carved by a knife have disappeared before it was thin,? Instead, the lacking areas are slightly filled, and the whole person is in a good state that can only be achieved by meticulous care.

The background of the past is still there, and the gentleman's gentle and handsome looks are very familiar to people.

If adults live well, that's enough.

Rong Mu was persuaded by housekeeper Zhou to go back to the back room to rest.

My lord rode back all the way on horseback, this was something that the original housekeeper Zhou didn't even dare to think about, so housekeeper Zhou didn't want to bother him too much, and persuaded Rong Mu to go back to the house.

Rong Mu sighed.

He didn't feel much sleepy at first, but when he got on the couch and looked at the familiar decorations, tables and chairs in the room, he suddenly felt hallucinations.

He set the fire with his own eyes, and the fire was so powerful that night, so such a complete house would never have been left behind.

There is only one answer—this huge house has been completely restored.

Who recovered it, Rong Mu knew in his mind.

Who else could it be besides Chu Yuheng...

Gently closing his eyes, Rong Mu tried his best not to think about these things.

Chu Yuheng, government affairs, and worrying matters, all of them should be waved away.

With his eyes closed, Rong Mu fell asleep from the slant of the sun until the sunset.

When he opened his eyes again, the sun had already set, and the whole room was surrounded by the faint yellow halo of the candlelight, everything was soft and gentle.

Rubbing his stiff neck, Rong Mu propped himself up and got off the couch, but before he put on his shoes, the mahogany door on the other side of the screen opened with a "squeak".

A boy in gray clothes came in with a basin of water. Seeing that he was awake, the boy hesitated a little. He was holding a large copper washbasin, and his steps froze.

Rong Mu remembered this person.

During the day, he was scolded by housekeeper Zhou when he was drying books in the courtyard.

Rong Mu waved at him.

The little servant gritted his teeth, put down the basin and came over: "My lord."

Rong Mu didn't intend to kill him, but he seemed to be terribly afraid of himself.

"Where is Butler Zhou?"

Rong Mu still has some things that he hasn't explained clearly to Butler Zhou.

The little servant clutched his sleeves: "Butler Zhou is watching them prepare the dishes in the back kitchen."

It's been a long time since the family has been so particular about food. Usually the whole house is simple, with one meat and one vegetable for three or two meters per person, but today Steward Zhou asked the cook to prepare a lot more dishes.

After hearing his answer, Rong Mu nodded casually, a little lazily, but also with the meaning that the little servant couldn't explain clearly.

Obviously the person in front of him is gentle and smiling, but the little servant always feels chilly on the back of his neck.

This person is the one that Butler Zhou would change his master when he sees it...

But there is only one master in the prime minister's mansion, and that is the prime minister who is gone. Now that a master suddenly appeared, the little servant was a little cautious.

Is this person the prime minister who is alive, or the prime minister who has turned into a ghost?

Rong Mu didn't know that the little servant had thought about it so wildly, he mixed water and washed his face, the hair on his forehead was soaked in water, and now it became wet strands, under the darkness, Rong Mu's face was even more beautiful. Porcelain white, the clear eyes after washing reveal a gentle but powerful light.

Steward Zhou was not there, after Rong Mu straightened his slightly open neckline, he chatted with the servant.

But after a quarter of an hour passed, Rong Mu knew the life experience of the little servant.

The servant was selected by Steward Zhou, and when Song Du was not in the house, Steward Zhou chose a new servant to take Song Du's place.

Although Rong Muren was not there, Housekeeper Zhou was still working on him.

And the little servant who was selected out of thousands of people had a miserable life in front of the mansion. He had no money, relatives and friends, and was lonely and helpless. two meters.

Gradually, the little servant became rounder.

But the life of the little servant under Steward Zhou's hands became more and more difficult.

His master is dead, but he still has to always keep his master's hobbies in mind.

The master likes to drink tea, and likes to draw and paint, especially the books in the study room, which are the most important things that need his attention sooner or later.

Not only once did the little attendant get scolded by Butler Zhou for messing up the books in the study.

He is not afraid of the dead.

The underworld, or reincarnation, the dead cannot disturb the living.

The news of Rong Mu's death in the prime minister's mansion had been widely circulated before. No matter how prominent he was in life, he was nothing more than a dry bone after death. Therefore, the little attendant was not afraid of the adults that Butler Zhong said, but even more afraid of Butler Zhou.

But so far, when he really faced the rumored "dead" Prime Minister, the little attendant was full of thoughts, and only then did he realize that he was not a bold person.

Is it a human, a ghost, or is it all his fantasy?

The little attendant pinched his palm fiercely in a place where Rong Mu couldn't see, and the severe pain reminded him that everything was true.

When Rong Mu straightened his neckline, when he raised his eyes, he saw the little attendant beside him gnashing his teeth, as if he was also a scourge, which easily surprised people.

Xu Shi realized that his sudden appearance would surprise the little servant.

Rong Mu pursed her lips, and lowered her raised eyes: "You don't have to be nervous, I'm still alive."

Xu Shi was so serious that it was absurd to explain that he was still alive, and Rong Mu couldn't help laughing himself.

But this smile broke the little servant's fear.

Afterwards, under Rong Muqing's indifferent expression, the two chatted back and forth.

When talking about the renovation of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the little servant widened his eyes and explained to him how much money was spent on the master bedroom of the Prime Minister's Mansion: "Every day white snowflakes and silver are poured into it, and the servant can see different craftsmen during the day and night. Come here, not to mention the invisible expenses, just the decorations on the bright side, butler Zhou is worth thousands of dollars."

The little servant couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart, this is money that he couldn't earn in ten reincarnations.

"But what surprises me even more is that even His Majesty sometimes comes over in person."

"His Majesty coming here in person?"

Chu Yuheng rarely stayed in his prime minister's mansion for a long time.

"Well, when your lord's room is not repaired, your majesty will walk around the prime minister's mansion, looking at all the flowers and plants, and then go to your lord's intact study to stay overnight; when the back room is repaired, your majesty will stay overnight in the repaired house. In the house, as far as the bed where your lord just got up, His Majesty has stayed overnight for a number of days."

Ordinary grassroots people are already terrified to see the emperor.

Not to mention that the emperor also took the initiative to talk to the servant.

But at that time, his heart was pounding, and he never understood why the emperor kept apologizing to the empty room of the lord; but even though he didn't understand what the emperor was talking about, the little servant still remembered firmly in his heart that the emperor was wearing a robe, pinned to his waist. A particularly tragic jade pendant.

He didn't know the goods, he couldn't see the original condition of the jade pendant on His Majesty's waist, he only knew that the jade pendant was charred and blackened, and even the carvings were cracked, no matter how good the material was, it still didn't match the status of the emperor .

That was such a burning jade pendant, which was worn by the emperor's waist every time he came over.

Sometimes the dress of the emperor is not like that of the "emperor", white plain clothes, washed and slightly yellowed headband, and a burnt jade pendant around the waist. According to Zhou steward, this is the usual appearance of his own adults .

Carefully recalling the memory of the emperor staying in the prime minister's mansion, he said everything to Rong Mu's little servant.

From the reconstruction of the back room of the prime minister's mansion to the collection of treasures in the back room, and even the replacement of the plaques left behind by the prime minister's mansion, all of them were meticulously sympathized with Mu Zhiming.

After Rong Mu knew that his mansion was really repaired by Chu Yuheng, he felt a strange feeling of circles circling on the itchy flesh in his heart, but soon all the vine buds that spread wantonly were taken back.

Pressing against the bedpost, Rong Mu quickly calmed down: "Okay, that's enough."

Rong Mu already knew what Chu Yuheng had done in his house.

Chu Yuheng appealed all his deep feelings to the prime minister's residence.

It's ridiculous to say that this belated affection is honey to Rong Mu who still loves Chu Yuheng deeply, but it is as cheap as grass to the present self.

But even so, when Rong Mu paced the hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he still looked sleepy.

The Prime Minister's Mansion, which was rebuilt under the control of Chu Yuheng, was even more splendid and dazzling than before. In addition to the simple ornaments, many ancient porcelains, calligraphy and paintings were added.

Thinking of what the little servant said just now, the extra things in front of him were also sent by Chu Yuheng, Rong Mu hung his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

But Rong Mu, who didn't wait for Steward Zhou, waited for Chu Rongmi here first.

Glad to see people.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but Rong Mu himself didn't know it.

Before Rong Mu could say hello, the woman in white, who stepped in from the threshold, galloped in two or three steps, and immediately plunged into Rong Mu's arms with all her might.

Rong Mu's jade-like knuckles arced smoothly, and finally froze in midair.

It wasn't right to raise his hand, and it wasn't right to put it back, but before he had time to struggle away, Rong Mu raised his eyes and saw Chu Yuheng who came in a step behind——

The face carved like a knife is overcast with misty mist, as if covered by black clouds that crush the city, and the raised eagle eyes are so cold that they can kill.

The author has something to say: the long-lost update, it is recommended to read it together with the previous chapter [-] v [-]

Update at [-] o'clock tomorrow night~

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