"It was Consort Xian who invited Madam Xu into the palace." Kaiyang's expression was still so calm, and even when he mentioned the nobles in the palace, he still had such a dull look, as if those people were no different from ordinary people.
When Mu Xingzhi heard the word "Xianfei", his brows slightly furrowed, then immediately relaxed: "Isn't Xianfei devoted to worshipping Buddha and not concerned with worldly affairs?"
"It is said that the girl that the Xu family just adopted has a connection with Buddhism, and she liked everything she saw." Kaiyang replied.
"Buddha's fate..."
Mu Xingzhi lowered his eyes and said nothing, but Song Bo beside him showed a mocking expression: "What the hell is this Buddha fate? If the Buddha really appeared, he would definitely send lightning to strike that woman——"
"Song Bo," Mu Xingzhi looked over, "be careful with your words."
Upon hearing this, Song Bo quickly stood up and apologized.
Mu Xingzhi waved his hand and said, "Go copy the Heart Sutra later. When you've copied it a hundred times, bring it to me."
Song Bo's anger, which had lingered at the mention of Concubine Xian, immediately turned into a bitter taste, "Boss... can we try a different punishment? Standing in horse stance, chopping wood, and fetching water? Anything is fine..."
It would be fine if he suffered some physical pain, but what bothered him most was writing.
Mu Xingzhi smiled slightly, a smile that was different from his usual indifferent one, with a hint of warning in it: "But it seems Song Bo hasn't gotten over his habit of speaking without thinking."
Originally Kaiyang wanted to plead for mercy, but when he saw Mu Xingzhi's expression, he realized that it would be better if he didn't persuade him, because doing so would only make things worse.
This is probably not the first time that Song Bo has violated this taboo of speaking without restraint.
Song Bo was stunned for a moment, then he lowered his head and whispered, "As you wish."
Seeing that the matter was settled, Kaiyang continued to report other information. Mu Xingzhi tapped his knees lightly with his long sleeves and occasionally interrupted to ask a question or two.
After finishing what needed to be said, Kaiyang suddenly remembered what happened just now: "Speaking of which, I met that lady from the Su family on the way just now and lent her my bamboo hat."
"Oh?" Mu Xingzhi looked up. "Where did you meet?"
"It's on the notice board at the entrance of the village," Kaiyang looked at Mu Xingzhi, "Since she's someone the boss is paying close attention to, we can't let her get caught in the rain and catch a cold. If she gets sick, it'll ruin the boss's plans."
"It's still unknown who the Su family's wife is, but there's always something strange going on between her and the 'Buddhist-connected' Xu family's wife."
Kaiyang looked up and asked, "Do you need me to investigate?"
"Start your investigation from the moment you recognize Xu Linlang from An Ning Marquis' Mansion."
"yes."
Kaiyang bowed and turned to say goodbye. Songbo went out to see him off and offered him an umbrella, but was rejected.
"Don't worry, Lord Song," Kaiyang clasped his fists and saluted. "It would be inconvenient to carry that thing with me. It's raining heavily right now, so it's convenient for me to move."
After saying this, he leaped up and disappeared in the rain curtain, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Turning around and waiting for him to return to the house, Mu Xingzhi glanced at Song Bo again and sighed, "I know you hate that virtuous concubine deeply, but it's because of our master-servant relationship. However, the mouth can cause trouble, so we must be on guard."
Song Bo nodded and saluted, saying, "Song Bo understands the master's painstaking efforts."
"Go." Mu Xingzhi waved his hand gently.
"Don't you need food, sir?"
Mu Xingzhi glanced out the window and smiled faintly: "After all, Mr. Mu is bedridden right now. I can't go out, so I'd better eat less to avoid indigestion."
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and it seemed that the sky and the earth were about to merge into one, making the already sunset sky even darker.
Normally, if the weather was good, the Su family would have lunch in the yard and then enjoy the cool air in the yard.
But now they can only hide in the house to avoid the rain - but to avoid loneliness.
A few days ago, Su Guangfu planned to repair the roof, but was persuaded to stop by the remaining people in the family.
But since the construction had already begun, Su Guangfu could only simply cover the half-finished work with tiles and hay.
It was sunny a few days ago, so there were no major problems. But today it rained, and the rain was heavy, so the problem became apparent.
As a last resort, the family had to take out containers such as copper basins and wooden barrels to collect the rain in the place where it was drizzling inside the house.
Fortunately, there are only two places where the rain is leaking, and one is in the living room and the other is in the kitchen, neither of which is where people live. As long as I remember to replace the container in time, the house should be safe for the time being...
What the hell!
Su Qingluan lay on her bed, complaining silently: This house is built with typical loess walls. Although it is usually covered by a roof, if moisture seeps in, who knows if there will be a risk of collapse?
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan thought that she had originally only wanted to repair the damaged parts, but now it seemed that it was necessary to ask someone to help reinforce the house appropriately.
The next morning, Su Qingluan brought up the idea of reinforcing the entire house with her parents: "How about we replace the loess walls with brick and stone walls?"
Su Guangfu and Yang looked at Su Qingluan in surprise, as if she was talking about something out of the ordinary.
What…what happened? Su Qingluan felt a little uneasy: had she unknowingly made some ridiculous mistake that went against common sense?
Yang smiled bitterly: "Daya, don't we know that brick and stone houses are good in every way? But ordinary people like us can't afford the price."
Su Qingluan swallowed her saliva and asked cautiously, "Then...how much silver do you want?"
"It's just a matter of money," Yang touched Su Qingluan's head, "The best stone bricks have been taken away from above to build palaces and pavilions." Yang pointed upwards.
Su Qingluan curled her lips: It seems that although the local county magistrate is relatively honest and loves the people, it is hard to say about the higher-ups.
Of course, even if she had no common sense, she knew she couldn't say this out loud, so she could only complain in her heart.
"Don't worry," Su Guangfu said, still as quiet as ever, but with great confidence. "Although the rammed earth walls are not as good as those of brick and stone houses, they are not completely immune to wind and rain."
Su Qingluan originally thought that her father said this to comfort her. But after the work at home actually started, Su Qingluan realized that she had underestimated the wisdom of the ancient working people!
It rained most of the night, and although it has cleared up now, the road is still very muddy.
"Dad, Mom," Su Qingluan looked at Su Guangfu and his wife, "The roads are tough today, so you guys shouldn't go to the stall. I won't be going to Hongfulou either—we made an agreement with Uncle Liang and Old Master Xu yesterday, so we have to go."
In modern times, such inconvenient weather would only take a phone call to deal with, but now she has to go out early.
Su Guangfu still wanted to go to the town with his eldest daughter, but was persuaded by Yang and Su Qingluan.
"Father, if you get stuck in the mud with that wheelbarrow, how are we going to get it out?"
"That is to say, didn't you just apply the ointment that Daya brought back yesterday? You still need to take good care of your shoulder." Yang looked at Su Guangfu worriedly.
"Does it work?" Su Qingluan asked.
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