Living in the city center, Mu Xinghe is indeed rich; who knows how much he's amassed.
This was the first thought that popped into the minds of the shepherds; they were all overjoyed, they had come to the right place.
On the way, they discussed that Mu Xinghe usually seemed like a blockhead, and that even if he became a high-ranking official in the capital, he probably wouldn't think of planning for his own benefit; that would be too stupid and foolish.
Feeling much more at ease, the shepherds flocked to the city center like a swarm of bees.
However, when they arrived in the city center, they found that the atmosphere there was much more solemn, with a sense of gravity. The heavy gates and red walls were covered by screen walls, and even if the Mu family members craned their necks, they could not catch a glimpse of the inside. It was obviously the residence of a noble family.
Mu Xinghe must also live within such a courtyard wall. They will be able to move in soon, perhaps even today.
"Such a wonderful place is something many people could never dream of, even in eight lifetimes. Our Mu family has Xinghe; it's just a matter of taking a few steps to get there," Mu Lao Er remarked.
Mu Taoxian held her pockmarked face and stared infatuatedly at a sedan chair carried out from a high-class house. The curtain was lifted slightly, and a handsome young nobleman sat inside, resting with his eyes closed. He exuded a natural ease from being immersed in wealth since childhood, and his face showed a faint languor and fatigue after enjoying all the glory.
“If I marry him and become his wife, I will be carried out in a sedan chair every day to go shopping for gold and silver jewelry and to go to the theater.” As she spoke, she tried to get off the carriage.
"I've got my eye on this one, Mu Taoqiu, you can't take it from me."
Mu Taoqiu stared at the young master for a while, then looked away, a hint of disdain on her face.
"Didn't you hear what the passersby said? The young master of some Earl's Mansion is going out to roam again. Five-stone powder is no good stuff. Besides, it's just an Earl's Mansion. There are Dukes, Marquises, Earls, Viscounts, and Barons. Above them are Marquis Mansions, Duke Mansions, and even Royal Relatives. If you want to be my husband, you should at least live in a Marquis's Mansion."
Mu Laosan's wife pulled Mu Taoxian back: "Come back, there are better ones. This one is addicted to Wushi Powder and is ruined. We don't want him."
The dangers of Wushi Powder are well known even among ordinary people; over time, it can cause mental confusion and even dementia.
But Mu Taoxian felt resentful because Mu Taoqiu had overshadowed her. She snorted, "You think that just because I have a few pockmarks on my face, I won't marry as well as you? You're also lame. Who would want a lame person? It's embarrassing to take someone out in public, and no child wants a lame mother."
"Would you really want a mother who's so ugly you can't even look at her? And how many pockmarks do you have? Your face is covered in pockmarks, even the whites of your eyes have a few, your features are all covered up. Every time the whole family eats together, I don't dare to look at your face, lest I can't eat." Mu Taoqiu mocked.
“When my eldest cousin’s wife married into our family, she was plump. Three years later, she lost more than ten pounds. It was because of your face that she ate less at every meal.”
Tao, the wife of Mu Lao's eldest son, had no interest in listening to the two sisters' argument; she kept a close eye on Mu Xingsheng.
Ever since Mu Xingsheng entered the capital, his eyes have never left the young women and wives on the streets.
The women in the capital were all dressed in bright clothes, with fair skin and beautiful hairstyles. Some of them waved fans and swayed their waists. They were a beautiful sight on the street, and people couldn't take their eyes off them. In comparison, these women from remote rural areas were as rustic and shabby as could be.
Perhaps Mu Xingsheng is secretly planning to divorce her once he gets an official position from Mu Xinghe, and find a girl of equal social standing. Where will she go then?
Tao touched her belly; she was already pregnant with her second child. No worries, she was the first wife, her position was secure, and others, no matter how noble their status, could only be concubines.
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