Chapter 72 Lord Mu’s Little Thoughts

Mu Rong suffered from insomnia for two consecutive nights.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see Xu Rongrong smiling at Chu He.

In her previous life, she loved to laugh so much.

As she hid behind the bushes and secretly watched him, a smile appeared on her lips.

When he discovered her, she ran away with a shy smile on her face.

But in this life, she has never smiled at him once.

Every time I saw her, she was so cold or angry.

But when she faced Chu He, the man who took her life in her previous life, she smiled without reservation.

He felt a deep crisis! Now, Chu He, in the name of protection, almost never left her side.

In the long run...

Mu Rong didn't dare to think about it anymore!

He tossed and turned, the dull pain in his chest making it even harder for him to sleep.

He simply sat up, took out the book "Seventy-two Ways to Chase a Wife" from under his pillow, turned to the page "The Art of Circumvention", and began to read it carefully.

This look lasted all night.

The next morning, when Mu Yi came in to serve, the candles in the room had burned out, leaving only candlesticks covered with mottled candle oil.

"Master...what is this?"

Mu Rong looked haggard, and the rising sun outside the door made his eyes sore.

"You've arrived just in time." His voice was hoarse and full of fatigue. "I'm a military commander and know very little about the preferences of civil servants. Do you know what the civil servants in the capital generally like?"

Mu Yi recalled the several gentlemen who often visited the Marquis' Mansion and replied, "Guqin, jade, classical music..."

Mu Rong pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "Besides that? For example... what would someone like Lord Xu like?"

Mu Yi answered straightforwardly, "They are nothing more than some pretentious arts such as music, chess, calligraphy, painting, flowers, birds, fish and insects, and... money."

Mu Rong: "..."

Isn't it because he loves money? Otherwise, why would he even search his own daughter's box?

……

Xu Chaoqian has taken leave these days.

Broken bones for a hundred days.

He hurt his knee, what better excuse could there be for taking time off?

Except for the first two days when I couldn't get out of bed and felt a little uncomfortable, the rest of the time I was very happy, humming little songs in the room or basking in the sun on the lounge chair in the yard.

Not to mention, there is also the dignified first-rank military marquis Mu Rong who visits the mansion every day.

This greatly satisfied his vanity.

But every time Mu Rong came, Xu Rongrong would find an excuse to avoid him.

At first, Xu Chaoqian thought that this was his daughter's way of pulling a man over.

But as time went on, he felt that his daughter was going too far. However, she was now the county lady, and although he was her father, he did not dare to put on airs and scold her.

Therefore, when facing Mu Rong again, he felt somewhat guilty.

Unexpectedly, Mu Rong didn't care.

"I'm here to visit Lord Xu, so naturally I have to put you first." As he said, every time he came, he would spend half a day with Xu Chaoqian and never mention Xu Rongrong at all.

Sometimes it's chess.

Sometimes it’s appreciating paintings.

Xu Chaoqian's eyes were filled with greed, which he could barely conceal:

"My Lord, are the chess pieces you use made of Hetian jade?"

"Is this painting from the Northern Dynasties? It doesn't quite match the Marquis's status as a military commander."

Mu Yi felt sorry for his own master whenever he heard this. Every time he returned home, he would grit his teeth and advise, "Master, don't be too hard on yourself."

He himself looked down upon people like Xu Chaoqian, let alone the Marquis who had always been unwilling to curry favor in official circles.

Mu Rong just smiled and said nothing.

What is it worth to achieve the goal?

Early in the morning, after finishing his breakfast, Xu Chaoqian waited in the courtyard with great anticipation for Mu Rong's arrival. A man of letters, he loved to flaunt his knowledge of the arts, and the gifts Mu Rong had brought with him during each of his recent visits had always astounded him.

Thinking that even though he is not doing well in officialdom now, it is worth it to be able to get such a big advantage through marriage!

When Mu Rong arrived, the four guards from the Mu residence followed closely behind him, each holding a pot of West Lake chrysanthemum in their hands.

The golden petals look solemn and dazzling under the rising sun.

Xu Chaoqian was so shocked that he almost jumped up: "This...this might be a tribute, right?"

The willow chrysanthemum blooms in winter, with layers of golden petals, plump and enchanting flower heads, and magnificent golden colors.

"That's right." Mu Rong smiled. "If Master Xu likes it, I will transplant these willow chrysanthemums to the mansion."

Xu Chaoqian was overjoyed, but he said, "How can that be possible?"

"It's what I should do." As he spoke, Mu Rong's eyes became a little vague, as if he was looking somewhere else through Liu Yueju.

Among the golden flowers, there seems to be a lively goose yellow figure moving around.

He hoped to see the girl's happy smile among the blooming flowers.

Mu Rong withdrew his gaze and asked, "Is there a suitable place to plant in Lord Xu's mansion?"

Xu Chaoqian looked embarrassed: "My house is too small, I'm afraid there is no suitable place..."

Mu Rong pondered for a moment before finally coming up with an idea: "If we're just talking about the Xu Mansion, it's true that there's not enough space due to the large population, but what if we connect the Mu Residence? The Mu Residence and the Xu Mansion are adjacent, so if we demolish one wall of flowers in the outer courtyard, we could create a combined garden."

Xu Chaoqian's eyes lit up.

Seeing his expression, Mu Rong knew: Got it! ...

Xu Rongrong had only taken a nap when the mansion changed.

When she got the news, she hurried to the outer courtyard and saw the half-demolished wall.

When Xu Chaoqian saw her coming, he came over happily and told her Mu Rong's plan.

For the first time, Xu Rongrong had the urge to kill someone.

She looked at Mu Rong, her face cold and icy: "Is this appropriate, Lord?"

Mu Rong touched his nose and said, "Master Xu loves flowers, so I thought of building a small garden for him."

I'd be crazy if I believed you!

Xu Rongrong glared at her. "How could I not have known that the Marquis had also become someone who enjoyed tending to flowers and plants? Could it be that after being idle at home for a few days, his personality had changed?" Mu Rong smiled faintly. "Just trying to be sophisticated."

Xu Rongrong turned to the four pots of West Lake chrysanthemums, her eyes slightly paused.

The golden petals were stretching lazily, as if they were acting coquettishly towards her... This was once her favorite flower.

Seeing her eyes soften, Mu Rong leaned closer and asked, "Do you like it?"

Xu Rongrong was awakened by him and glared back.

Mu Rong leaned down slightly and whispered in her ear:

"Now that the outer courtyard has been demolished, it won't have any impact on you."

"Your residence and mine are adjacent to each other, and this incident will not be known to outsiders. You don't have to worry about what others say."

"What's more, you are the county lord personally appointed by His Majesty, and I am a marquis of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Even if others wanted to say something, they wouldn't have the courage."

Xu Rongrong snorted coldly, "Does the Marquis think that I care about those empty reputations? When have I ever been afraid of other people's saliva? I just didn't know that the Marquis's ability to execute first and report later has reached such a high level."

Mu Rong smiled and said, "You are too kind, County Master."

After saying that, he stood up and looked at Chu He who was standing not far away, raising his eyebrows slightly.

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