Chapter 100

Xu Shangshu of the Ministry of war? Brother? History of the Ministry of works?

Several key words passed into her ears. Murong Rou was stunned and remembered the identity of the man in front of him. His name was Xu Wen. He was thirty-six years old. He lost his wife in his early years and had a son under his knee.

He did not have much skill. He spent a lot of money to dredge up relations, and it took him nine cattle and two tigers to become a history book of the Ministry of works. He did not strive for advancement, but he had a dream of marrying a young official woman as his successor.

All the nobles who had heard his magnificent words all laughed and ridiculed. She had been listening to him as a joke and passed it off with a smile. Unexpectedly, today, she even heard his proud wife selection conditions. What a joke!

Xu Wen sees her looking at him not to speak, the bottom of Mou is flashing the irony that does not conceal, can't help anger from the heart: "what are you laughing at?"

Murong Rou suddenly turned to herself and said with a smile: "Xu Dianshi, you are nearly 40 years old. Your sons are older than those of other people and their hairpin girls. You still want to marry someone else as the stepmother. Don't you think you are too old and shameless..."

Xu Wen's face was livid: "I'm the history of the Ministry of labor and the official of the imperial court. I should marry a pure and innocent official woman as the steproom..." Qingyan women marry early. Women over 20 years old who have no owners are either retired or widowed. He doesn't like these two kinds of women

"Last month, did the Minister of Taipusi marry a beautiful girl to fill the house?" His age and he is about the same, he can marry a beautiful girl as the steproom, he can also!

Murong Rou disdained to sneer: "people are third grade officials with high appearance and power. Naturally, many officials rush to ask their daughters to be stepwives. What about you? The history of the Ministry of work, small and ordinary looking people are thrown into the crowd, and they can't be found... "

Don't say it's the young daughter of the government. Even the young woman in the common people's family, I don't think much of him

It's not impossible for an old cow to eat tender grass, but not every old cow is qualified to eat tender grass

Xu Wen's face was gloomy and terrible. He glared at Murong Rou with hatred and gnashed his teeth: "madam, Xu is here to make a deal with you, not to listen to your ridicule. If you think that Xu's request is too much, you can leave!"

"Then I'll leave, Xu Dianshi. We'll see you later." Murong Rou said carelessly, stood up, and walked out without looking back:

the small and tasteless history of the Ministry of labor is totally out of the stream in the capital city where high-ranking officials gather. It's a thousand miles away from Wu'an Marquis's residence. He doesn't know who she is. She doesn't have to worry about him.

Looking at her walking away, Xu Wen grabs the teacup and smashes it to the ground. She only hears the sound of "bang" and the broken tea splashes everywhere!

He turned a blind eye and glared at murongrou, and his eyes were burning with anger: he saw that she was an official lady with extraordinary clothes and elegant demeanor, and was just ready to make a deal with her. Unexpectedly, she was insulting him by opening and closing her mouth. She deserved not to have a son because of her bad character. He cursed her for having no children!

Out of the hall of rejuvenation, mother Li looked back at the plaque above the shop door and said in a low voice, "madam, are we really going this way?" The secret recipe for giving birth to a son is not available.

Murong Rou's eyes narrowed slightly: "there are many doctors with excellent medical skills in Qingyan. Xu wenneng has a secret recipe, and other medical institutions may also have them. Let's not rush. Let's have a look again!"

She came to ask for the secret recipe with twelve points of sincerity. If Xu Wen wanted a beautiful young servant girl as an exchange, she could consider asking a beautiful young woman from the official family as her successor? Do his spring and autumn dream!

Xu Wenna's presumptuous conditions for choosing a wife have long been a joke in the capital city. When people from famous families and aristocrats talk about him, apart from disdain, they will ridicule him. No matter where she goes as a matchmaker for Xu Wen, they will be merciless to drive her out. She doesn't want to lose face, let alone be laughed off

"Yes Mother Li nodded: "it's already noon. Do you want to go back to the mansion?"

"I don't want to go back to my house for the time being. Go to the Marquis of Zhenguo." Murong Rou's eyes are quiet: it's been a long time since I went to the Duke's house of Zhenguo. I heard that my mother was hurt. My second brother and sister-in-law, who had been separated for ten years, came back. She wanted to go and have a look!

With the bright sunshine and warm sunshine, the Marquis of the town was still as cold as usual. The door was spared. Two bodyguards, one left and one right, were standing at the door, guarding the gate without expression.

Murong Rou got out of the carriage, gently supported mother Li's hand and stepped up the steps. As soon as she entered the door, she saw a young woman rushing towards her. Her delicate face and exquisite figure were her daughter song Qingyan, whom she had been thinking about day and night!

"Mother Song Qingyan also saw her, her eyes glistening, fiercely rushed into her arms, weeping with joy: "Niang, it's very nice of you to come back!"

She heard the news of her mother's release from prison. She was about to go back to Wu'an Marquis's house. Unexpectedly, her mother came to the Marquis's mansion to look for her.

Murong Rou gently smile, comfort like patted her shoulder: "mother back, will never let you be bullied."

Song Qingyan gently wiped her tears and nodded heavily: "I knew that my mother loved me the most!"

Murong's soft eyes flashed a loving smile and gently tidied up song Qingyan's clothes. Inadvertently, she saw a thick white cloth under her high collar and a faint fragrance of medicine lingering around her nose. Her sharp eyes narrowed slightly: "Qingyan, how could you be hurt?"Song Qingyan straightened up and looked down at her neat wound. She said angrily, "it's not because of Murong Xue that she spilled hot soup on me..."

Murong Rou eyes a Lin, urgent way: "that your wound can leave scar?"

"No, the doctor said. The treatment is very timely. As long as I apply the medicine on time, within three months, the injury will be as good as before, and I can't see that I have been scalded at all!" Song Qingyan said with a smile, full of satisfaction.

"That's good!" Murong Rou breathed a sigh of relief. A woman's skin is as delicate as porcelain, which is the first step to be loved by her husband. If she leaves a scar, she will be disliked by her husband and her life will be unhappy

The sound of "De De De" galloping horse's hooves was heard. Murong Rou suddenly regained consciousness and looked up to see Ouyang Shaochen riding a fast horse and carrying Murong Xue to the gate of the Duke's residence.

Murong Xue quickly turned over and dismounted, turned to look up at Ouyang Shaochen: "if there is something urgent today, I don't want you to come in for tea. I'll make it up another day."

"Good!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded and looked at her with a smile: "if you want to know the whereabouts of 'them', you can come to Xiaoyao palace to find me at any time."

"I know!" Murong Xue nodded: "it's late. Go back to your meal. Be careful on the way..."

"Good!" Listening to her incessant advice, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes show a clear smile, turn the horse's head, and run to the carefree palace

The horse turned the corner and disappeared. Murong Xue took back her eyes and turned around leisurely. She saw Murong Rou's mother and daughter not far away

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