Chapter 141 Are You Getting Married?

Mu Nanjin looked at the topless soldiers and said seriously: "The weather is cold and bad, and the soldiers have to undergo strict training every day. It's really hard."

General, deputy general: "..."

If it weren't for the fact that I could hear her heartfelt voice, I would really believe what she said.

Sha Pingai coughed lightly and said cooperatively: "Yes, soldiers are really hard-working. But when they think that they are fighting to protect their home and country in the future, they don't feel hard."

Mu Nanjin looked away and looked at the tent where white smoke was coming from.

Sha Ping'ai immediately introduced her: "The kitchen over there is where the cooks cook. Do you want to see it, Master Mu?"

Mu Nanjin hummed: "Go and see the food the soldiers eat."

Sha Ping loves to take her there.

When the cooks saw a large group of generals and lieutenants approaching, they quickly saluted them: "I have met you generals."

Sha Pingai said: "We are just taking a look, you are busy with your work."

"yes."

The cooks continued working.

Mu Nanjin looked at the meat porridge in the pot and asked, "How many meals do the soldiers eat a day? Do they drink porridge for every meal?"

Sha Pingai said: "Three meals a day, only porridge in the morning, and food for the other two meals."

A deputy general behind them said: "Thanks to the emperor's sage and wisdom, our soldiers can have enough food and clothing."

Mu Nanjin did not answer his words.

[Why only thank the emperor and not anyone else? 】

[It sounds like the rice was grown by the emperor himself and the clothes on the soldiers were sewn by the emperor himself. 】

[The emperor is wise, but no matter how wise he is, it is only his decision. The farmers who work hard are the farmers who work hard, and the craftsmen who work tirelessly to make cotton armors. Just like the soldiers who protect the country are not the emperor sitting in the palace. 】

Lieutenant General: "..."

Sha Ping likes to smooth things over: "Mr. Mu, the smell of smoke is strong here. Let's go to other places."

Behind the kitchen are tents where soldiers live.

There are large and small tents. The small tent can accommodate ten soldiers, and the large tent can accommodate twenty soldiers.

After that are the armory and granary, as well as the residences of the generals and lieutenants.

By the time the visit was over, it was already noon.

Mu Nanjin had a meal in the military camp before leaving.

Back at Mu Mansion, the housekeeper informed her that there was a girl waiting for her in the lobby.

Mu Nanjin came to the hall and saw Fushan sitting on a chair drinking tea with a restrained look on her face.

"Fushan?"

Fushan stood up excitedly: "Girl, you are back."

Mu Nanjin asked directly: "Are you in trouble?"

"No, no." Fushan sheepishly took out an invitation and handed it to her, and said shyly: "In half a month, I will be getting married to Mr. Ji, and we would like to invite you to a wedding banquet."

Mu Nanjin took the invitation and said, "I will definitely arrive on time."

"Um..." Fushan was very nervous, as if she didn't know what to say.

"What's wrong?"

Fushan whispered: "Girl, can you attend as my natal family?"

Mu Nanjin raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Fushan was worried that she would not agree, so she quickly explained: "Mr. Ji is a senior official, and the friends he invites must be senior officials. But I have no relatives, and I am a girl who came from Yixinyuan, so I will definitely be disliked by the people around me." I'm not afraid of their laughter, but I don't want Mr. Ji to be looked down upon, so I asked the girl to be my natal family. It doesn't matter if the girl doesn't want to, I will find another way."

Mu Nanjin put down the invitation: "I am your natal family, so of course I will send you off to get married as a natal family. You go back and prepare well, and I will make sure you get married in a grand way."

"Thank you, girl." Fushan saluted her with red eyes.

Mu Nanjin patted her shoulder: "You have to be happy when you get married. You can't cry like you are today."

"Yes." Fushan smiled at her: "Girl, I'm going back."

Mu Nanjin asked the housekeeper Uncle Xu to take her out. When Uncle Xu came back, she asked him: "Uncle Xu, in terms of age, you are our elder and you must know about marriage, so I want to ask you , how to let a girl marry in style without making people laugh at her."

Uncle Xu smiled and said: "The first thing is to find out the place of marriage. Let me give an analogy. For example, the girl who got married is just an ordinary commoner, but the place where she got married was the Zuo Xiang Mansion. So even if she is not the Zuo Xiang's daughter, she is It means that she has the support of the Zuoxiangfu, so if you want to provoke this girl, you have to consider the Zuoxiangfu behind her."

Mu Nanjin: "..."

Then she can let Fushan get married in Mu Mansion, but she is only a fifth-rank official, and after all, she cannot compare with the status of the left prime minister.

"Secondly, the dowry. The richer and more expensive the dowry, the more respectable it will be."

She can do this.

Mu Nanjin asked again: "What else?"

"The last thing is to look at the person who is accompanying the bride. The higher the status of the person accompanying the bride, the more respect the married girl will receive."

"Understood."

Mu Nanjin fell into deep thought.

Uncle Xu quietly exited the hall.

Early the next morning, an invitation was handed to Liu Qianhu.

Liu Qianhu looked at Mu Nanjin blankly: "What are you..."

"In half a month, I will marry my daughter, and I will invite you to the wedding banquet."

"Ahem..." Liu Qianhu almost choked on his own saliva: "Say it again."

"In half a month, I will marry my daughter." Mu Nanjin sent other invitations to the other thousands of households: "Please give me a favor."

Thousand households: "..."

"Ahem..." Liu Qianhu quickly drank water: "No, you are a little girl yourself, where did you get a daughter? And you want to marry a daughter? Are you not mistaken?"

"No."

Mu Nanjin walked out of the clerk's room.

"Wait, you haven't said who your daughter is yet? Mu Nanjin, where are you going?"

"I'm going to send invitations to Master Kan and the governor."

Liu Qianhu: "..."

At this time, Zheng Qianhu came over, pointed to the groom's name on the invitation sticker and said, "Liu Qianhu, do you think this name sounds familiar to you?"

Liu Qianhu looked down: "Ji Yi..."

He thought for a while: "I remember that the gate supervisor of the Six Gates is named Ji Zhengyang."

Zheng Qianhu's eyes widened: "It can't be him, right?"

Liu Qianhu looked at the address where he was having a wedding banquet: "It seems like it's really him."

"What is going on? Mu Qianhu's daughter Lan Qianrou is going to marry the gatekeeper? Who is this Lan Qianrou?"

Liu Qianhu shook his head: "We'll find out in half a month."

Zheng Qianhu: "..."

After Mu Nanjin sent the invitation to the governor and others, he rode his horse to the military camp.

Yang Bo and the others have been waiting at the gate of the military camp for a long time.

Seeing Mu Nanjin coming, they immediately gathered around and said, "Girl."

Mu Nanjin took out the banknote and handed it to Yang Bo: "You and Xu Cheng help me prepare the dowry. The more and more valuable it is, the better."

Everyone was dumbfounded: "Girl, are you getting married?"

Who is that man?

They filtered through all the men Mu Nanjin had come into contact with, and they really couldn't imagine anyone who would dare to marry her.

The person who marries her must have great courage.

Mu Nanjin said: "It's not that I want to get married, you just have to prepare as I say."

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