MTL - Fight the Giants-Chapter 926 Fanwai Jiahe

  Chapter 926 Fanwai Jiahe

   Xuande four years, the capital.

  The mid-autumn festival is approaching, and the whole capital is covered with golden armor, and the capital is fragrant. There are people coming and going on the street, and the vendors are shouting and shouting, which is very lively.

  At the gate of the city, a dozen young men in fresh clothes were riding horses waiting to enter the city.

   "It's already here, there are still so many people at the gate of the city, tsk tsk."

   "That's right, our capital is still lively." After the young man finished speaking, the classmates next to him nodded in agreement, all of them looked bright.

  Finally back to Beijing. It is said that traveling thousands of miles is not as good as reading thousands of books. I went out to study for two years. Although I have gained a lot of knowledge, I miss the bed at home most because it is comfortable at home.

   "Hey, Mu Qi, after entering the city, shall we go home first or find a place to relax first?" The young man turned his head and glanced at Mu Qi, who was riding a horse and watching the crowd entering the city.

   This guy doesn't know what's wrong, no matter where he goes, he likes to stare at ordinary people.

Before Mu Qi could open his mouth, several teenagers next to him said: "Let's find a place to relax first, and go to get tired. I can shake off two catties of dirt all over my body. Let's go to the perfume store in his house. He is there , are we afraid that we won’t be able to line up?”

  The teenagers nodded in agreement. The perfume shop of Mu's family was the earliest, largest and most luxurious in the capital, and now if you want to go in, you can't get in without queuing up a few days in advance.

  Mu Qi grabbed the horse rope and glanced at a few classmates leisurely, "I'm afraid your skin is too loose. You have already entered the city and don't go home. Aren't you afraid of being beaten?"

  The classmate looked proud: "My parents are reluctant to beat me. If I go back to the mansion, I'm afraid I won't be able to come out for a few days."

   It’s better to find a place to relax first, and then have a good meal with everyone. Along the way, Mu Qi was thinking about going home, causing them to gallop all the way and eat dirt.

  Besides, I only returned to Beijing after two years of study tour. When I enter the mansion, I am afraid that I will be drowned in a vat of tears, and I will never get out.

   Seeing everyone looking at him, Mu Qi shook his head, "I'm afraid of being beaten. My father, he will be beaten up if he says so, and my mother can't stop him." Thinking of returning to Beijing today, his buttocks tightened.

   Several people trembled when they thought of Mu Qi's father.

   "Okay, let's go back home first, and make an appointment at another day."

   "Yes, we will make an appointment at another time."

  The crowd moved forward slowly, and the teenagers rode their horses to keep up.

  The people queuing up to enter the city looked up, oops, whose young master is this, he looks very energetic and handsome, which parents are so good at giving birth, tsk tsk, I don’t know if the marriage is allowed.

  The young woman who was also waiting to enter the city was peeking around with her veil covered, making all the teenagers blush.

  At the gate of the Duke’s Mansion of the State of Qian, a small child was sitting on the high threshold, with his legs dangling, looking left and right.

   "Why hasn't my brother come back? If he doesn't come back, Daddy will spank his ass, it hurts so much." His eyes couldn't hide his worry. Two small hands supported the threshold, and the neck stretched a little to one side.

The little child had no patience, couldn't sit still after a while, supported the threshold and slid down, ran forward for a few steps, stretched his neck to look at the road on both sides, took another step, and didn't want anyone to help him, he was careful Down the steps.

   trotted two steps on both sides of the road, took a look, then turned to look at the other side...

   No, still nothing.

   Stomped his feet, his little face burst into disappointment. "Let Daddy spank my brother's ass, hard!" He waved his little hand, raised it downwards viciously, and pouted.

   "Eleventh son, maybe the second son will arrive home tomorrow, let's go in and find his wife." The young man followed behind, persuading in a distressed voice.

  The child looked up at the boy who was talking, and pouted unhappily, "Mother is busy, so she doesn't have time to play with me. My sister doesn't play with me either."

   "Then let's go and play with the Ninth Young Master and the Ten Young Master, shall we?"

  The ninth son is the only son of the seventh young master Mu Jie, and the tenth son is the son of the sixth young master Mu Wang. These three sons are about the same age, they are all about four years old, and they often play together.

   "Not good! I'm going to wait outside for my father and brother!" Mu Zhen got angry and refused to go back.

   Tired of waiting, he sat down on the steps, resting his chin in his little hand and continued to wait until his eyelids were twitching.

   Hearing the sound of Tudu's hooves in a trance, his eyes widened suddenly, black and bright.

   "Brother! It's brother, brother is back!" After stepping down the steps, he trotted forward, first staring at the face of the person coming, and then trotting to open his hands to the person, "Brother, brother!"

  Mu Qi looked at the little brother who was not as tall as a horse's calf running towards him, and immediately smiled on his face.

  Throwing down the rope, turned over and got off the horse, strode over and put him on the fork, "Oh, our little eleven still remembers my brother, that's great!"

  Being crossed high by his brother, Mu Zhen kicked his feet happily, "I remember my brother on Eleven! I miss my brother on Eleven! I want to ride a big horse!"

   "Okay, brother will take us eleven to ride a horse!"

  The two brothers entered the mansion, and the servants were surprised: "The second son is back?"

  Mu Qi hugged his younger brother, smiled and nodded: "Yes. I'm back."

   "Second Young Master is back!" The servants rushed to tell each other.

  Cuihuang Courtyard, Huo Xi was pointing Mu Wan on how to read the ledger.

  Mu Wan, who has just turned ten years old, looks quite similar to her mother, with big almond eyes, long eyelashes that flutter, and a face that hasn't grown, which is a replica of Huo Xi when she was young. Mu Yan likes it so much, he misses this daughter everywhere, and never forgets to bring a gift for her.

  Only ten years old, the dowry that Mu Yan saved for this daughter has already been sorted out and stored in a warehouse.

  Mu Wan has expressed his love for arithmetic since he was born, and Huo Xi even joked with Mu Yan, whether he turned too much in his account book when he was pregnant with her. Since then, I have also consciously taught her arithmetic, how to read accounts and other common tasks.

   "Ma'am, the Second Young Master is back!"

   "Brother is back? Mother, brother is back!" Mu Wan was overwhelmed with surprise, dropped her pen and ran out.

  Huo Xi smiled and got up and followed behind.

My daughter and Xiao Yuer have the best relationship. Ever since the husband and wife brought their daughter back to the capital from Yunnan, they had just moved the capital, and they were busy with everything. They had to settle down the servants of the family, and they had to be busy with family affairs and business affairs. At that time, she didn't care about Wan'er and let her follow Mu Qi.

  The two brothers and sisters ate and slept together, and their relationship was very good. When she grew up, Wan'er was also Xiao Yuer's follower.

  Hearing that his son was back, Huo Xi couldn't stop smiling. The son has been away from home for two years. As a mother, I don't want to.

The mother and daughter were walking out of the house when they saw Mu Qi striding over with Mu Zhen in his arms, and shouted from a distance: "Mother, my son is back!" Put Mu Zhen down, and walked up to Huo Xi in three steps at a time. , looked at her excitedly.

  Having not seen each other for two years, Xiao Yuer has grown up a lot, and is already a head taller than her.

  Huo Xi's eyes were sore, and he gently held his son in his arms, "My son is back, mother misses you so much!"

   "Mother! My son also misses mother."

  Mu Qi lay quietly in his mother's arms, almost crying. When I was young, I missed my mother so much that I cried at night, but I never thought that I would still miss my mother when I grew up.

   "Brother, shame, shame!"

   Mu Zhen raised his neck and shaved his small face, making a shy gesture towards his brother. Mu Qi blushed, stepped out of his mother's arms, and glared at his younger brother.

   "Brother!" After the elder brother and mother finished greeting, Mu Wan rushed forward to grab his brother's hand, looking up at him with her small face.

   "Wan'er has grown taller again." Mu Qi smiled and stroked Wan'er's hair, "She has grown into a big girl."

   "That's not it!" She didn't want to be a big girl, and she couldn't follow her brother when she grew up. Mu Wan wrinkled her nose and held on to her brother's hand.

   Mu Zhen saw it, and ran to hold his brother's other hand, squinting his eyes and shaking his eyebrows. Huo Xi couldn't help laughing, and called the three children into the house to talk.

  In the afternoon, Mu Yan got out of the Yamen, and met her second son, Mu Jie, who was leaving school at the door. Hearing that the eldest son came back from his study tour, the father and son walked briskly to Cuihuang courtyard.

   A book friend earlier said, "Heaven has a way, but if you don't go, **** has no way to come in." He said that "heaven" is a later term. Like the 18 levels of hell, the tongue-pulling **** has been said since ancient times, but Basho really didn't notice when "heaven" appeared.

   Then I checked and found that **** and heaven are both Buddhist words, which are relative words. Where there is hell, there is heaven. Since the introduction of Buddhism, these two words have existed. In the Han and Tang Dynasties, there was a saying of "heaven".

   Then it is not a later word. Basho did not change.

   Thanks to this book friend, every time I check information is a process of increasing knowledge. Compare heart.

  (end of this chapter)