Chapter 312 Sincerely

"How many days has His Highness been away?" Chengqing Xiaodouding running in the yard was sweating on his forehead, the newly bought colorful embroidered balls of jujube, the little guy was extremely rare. Hui Lan was following behind, wiping sweat while protecting her.

"Master, it should be on the fourth day. Your Highness should be back the day after tomorrow." Na Ren cut the newly cut honeydew melon into diced meat, and then scooped it into the bowl of hot milk with a spoon. Take a spoon and stir slowly. Hearing the master's question, he hurriedly raised his head and responded crisply.

Mu Xiyao happened to finish the pattern in her hand, so she took a look at it from a distance, and she was quite satisfied. Her Jiayifang has just been optimistic about the storefront in Xicheng, and it was sold yesterday. The shopkeeper is an embroiderer with a half-Human blood. When Zong Zhenglin came back, he asked the man to put up a plaque and hung it on the door with great fanfare so that she could attract business.

"Remember to pass a message to Qiang San'er. On the day His Highness returns home, don't forget the ingredients he prepared." On the morning of sending the boss away, he was too flattered, so he got up early and made a bowl of custard.

At that time, His Highness Six's gaze, the more Mu Xiyao thought about it, the more amusing. He resented her for being good at cooking, but she never washed his hands and made soup with him.

Because he was still holding the assorted egg custard she offered, Zong Zhenglin gave her a dark look, unable to get angry. You can't please him with good intentions, but instead invite a call to say no. So when the narrow-minded man left, he deliberately caught her and gave him strict instructions. The meaning behind the words was the same. When he came back, he would definitely see her prepare a table of meals with his own hands.

This Mu Xiyao is living a comfortable life, taking her maids to eat and eat lazy in the house, she only picks the delicious fat lamb and beef brisket from the Northland and eats it vigorously, not only her, all the maids in the yard are round, white and tender , looking rich and happy. At this age, the family is well-to-do, and she can see Hun Xing immediately, not to mention that she is picky and picky, only picking the tenderest and freshest.

So there were rumors in the city again that Miss Lin was very extravagant. As soon as His Highness left to go to the military camp to reorganize the army, this woman showed her true colors. No one is jealous. As for the shopping boy in her yard, every time she goes out, she never returns home without a delivery boy in a shop following her. Even the most wealthy family in the gold shop in the city can't match that power.

This matter is no wonder to Mu Xiyao. When Zong Zhenglin was around, why did she send someone to buy it? Owned by Wei Zhen, he will take care of it in advance, and he will take up the carriages of the government guards every day to transport them back and forth. When the curtain is closed, no one knows what is inside. Now that the boss is leaving, she can't brazenly act like His Highness.

Unpleasant rumors fell into Mu Xiyao's ears, but she just smiled. Desperate for extravagance? There is the Sixth Highness who spends money without batting an eyelid. What kind of big deal is she spending money with such a petty brat? Those people didn't see what Zong Zhenglin put in his son's house, and they were so envious that they vomited blood. Even the jade tiger that the little guy uses to pee is carved with carved dragons and painted phoenixes, which made Mu Xiyao's heart ache for a while.

In Shengjing City, female officer Lin's reputation was gradually rising, and she was entrusted to close the garrison tent. Zong Zhenglin stared at the seven people kneeling in front of the case with a sinking face.

"An important place in the army, how can you allow yourself to gamble and fight privately. Have you forgotten the military discipline of the Military Construction Department?"

The seven people below were all shirtless and had bruises on their bodies. Now being trained by His Highness the Sixth Prince to bow his head, he dare not argue with half a sentence, he is too ashamed to raise his head. Three of them got closer, and at a glance they knew that they were the same group, and the remaining four also hugged each other. Looking closely, one could vaguely tell from their appearance that the outline of the facial features was deeper than that of the others.

"Military law. If there is another time, I will be expelled from the Military Construction Department immediately and will never be used again."

These few people came in just now and they were secretly fighting endlessly. Now I heard that His Highness the Sixth Highness has been scolding me severely, without asking why, once the military order has been issued, there is no reason to withdraw it. It was only then that he realized that His Highness was really angry because of this matter, so he promised yes, hurried out, and each went to receive his punishment.

"Your Highness, the second person from the left just now is Master Yao's elder brother." Wei Zhen added a special sentence because he was afraid that this master would not recognize him.

Zong Zhenglin raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly, then lowered his head to look at the situation of the Mobei Army sent by Emperor Yuan Cheng's spies. After a long time, just when Wei Zhen thought that his highness would be displeased by his unnecessary actions, the person above spoke lightly.

"Bring him up to talk later."

Wei Zhen let out a sigh of relief, but luckily he didn't try to flatter any mistakes. He was about to take orders to go out on business, but at the end His Highness gave another explanation, only to hear him complaining repeatedly in his heart.

"Since he is the brother of the side concubine, he will be alone, and ten army staffs will be added. You will beg for mercy on his behalf, and you will also accept it."

Commander Wei was lying on the bench, and after many years, His Highness punished him again. Beside him was Mu Jinzhi, whose face was flushed and his eyes were full of shame.

"My lord, it's the last general who dragged you down."

Lord Wei, who didn't change his expression even under the army stick, twitched when he heard his words. "It's okay. I'm usually taken care of by Master Yao." The one who took care of him made him learn to flatter the horse, and his mind was confused for a while, and he accidentally violated His Highness's most important taboo in the military camp.

Mu Jin's arrogance seemed unaware of the annoyance in Wei Zhen's words, and he praised Mu Xiyao. "My lord, aside from other things, the concubine of the last general is a very kind person. Apart from being afraid of blood, she has a softer temper. She is so kind to the people around her. She is also filial and admires His Highness very much. .You are someone highly valued by His Highness, so you should be more respectful."

Wei Zhen's fingers under his forehead moved slightly, and he stared intently at the handsome, heroic man beside him for a long time. He really wanted to ask: Your Highness's side concubine Mu is really your sister, Mu Jinzhi. Wrong person?

Whether it is good or not is not to be said. "Fear of blood" and "soft"? The person who stomped on the assassin's face and dumped the whole room with medicine in a playful way, could it be that he was delusional? As for "admiration"...you can often make His Highness angry, what kind of admiration is this? The most absurd thing is to respect him. In front of Master Yao, don't say the word "respect", His Highness has never seen being treated like this by that person. To him... the seemingly delicate master has been intimidating more than a few times, and he has always opened his mouth to order him around.

In the evening, Wei Zhen limped, with one deep foot and one shallow foot, and led Mu Jinzhi, who was inferior to him, into the coach's camp.

This is not the first time Mu Jinzhi has seen His Highness the Sixth Highness up close, but it is the first time he has had the opportunity to meet him face to face alone.

Kneeling on one knee, Mu Jinzhi clasped his fists high above his head, and greeted Zong Zhenglin with a loud voice.

"I will meet His Highness in the end."

"Get up." Zong Zhenglin narrowed his eyes, and carefully looked at the man who was three steps away, whose facial features were not very similar to Mu Xiyao's. With a broad forehead, sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, he has a strong figure. At first glance, coupled with his simple and straightforward demeanor, one would think that he is a martial artist who knows nothing about the city and only knows how to wield spears and sticks.

The phoenix eyes flashed brightly, and Zong Zhenglin raised his eyebrows slightly.

"In front of this hall, Mudus doesn't need to pretend."

In the tent, Mu Jinzhi, who had just looked like an honest man, bowed his sleeves when he heard the words, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were already bright and shrewd. Only this point makes people see at a glance that this person is mostly similar to Mu Xiyao.