Although Mu Sheng was a man of two lifetimes, he could be considered well-informed, but in the past ten days or so, when he saw Xixue's lips as red as cherries and her skin as red as snow, it was hard for him to control himself...
At this moment, he was completely immersed in Xixue's gentleness and couldn't extricate himself. He wished he could merge with her all the time...
Gentle Township, Tomb of Heroes, the ancients never deceived me.
Mu Sheng held the food and said gently to Xixue, "Open your mouth."
Xixue obediently opened her mouth to eat the food fed to her by her master.
She raised her eyes and looked at Mu Sheng's angular face with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. She was still very uncomfortable with this alternative master-servant relationship.
Xixue said, "Master, let me do it by myself. There is no master in the world who can serve my slave."
Mu Sheng saw that she was struggling to get up, so he couldn't help but put the food into her mouth. For this humanoid beast, Xixue complained endlessly and had no time to spare.
After Mu Sheng comforted her to lie down and rest, he then cleaned up the messy scene in the house...
At this moment, Grandma Rong came to the backyard and announced that there was someone outside the door asking to see her.
Mu Sheng walked to the door and saw an entourage from the Guo Mansion.
The attendant said, "Report to Mr. Liu, the master of the house has invited him to go to the house to talk about it."
Mu Sheng said, "I understand. You go back and report to Brother Guo. I will be there soon."
He looked at the followers leaving, and his heart moved. He didn't know why Lao Guo was looking for him.
Mu Sheng turned back to the house and was about to pick up the guy and prepare to go out. Behind him, Xixue called out, "Master, where are you going?"
Mu Sheng came back to the bed and hugged Xixue for a long kiss. He kissed her until she was dizzy and breathless before letting go. Looking at her cheeks as red as clouds due to a brief lack of oxygen, he felt even more sad in his heart. Xixue likes her very much.
Mu Sheng smiled and said, "Master, I'll go and come back soon. I'll come back in the evening to take care of you, the little goblin."
Xixue was so frightened that she whispered, "Master, I can't bear it..."
Mu Sheng laughed loudly and walked away.
He came to the lobby of Guo Mansion by familiar means and saw that Guo Huan had been waiting in the lobby for a long time.
Mu Sheng hurriedly stepped forward, cupped his fists and saluted, "Brother, you've been waiting for a long time."
When Guo Huan saw Mu Sheng's expression of treachery when he arrived, he smiled and said, "Brother Liu Xian, are you satisfied with the rouge horse I gave you? I heard that you haven't left the house for dozens of days!"
Hearing this, Mu Sheng smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother, I don't know how to thank you for this gift. If it weren't for your call, I would never want to go out in my life. I just want to hold that beauty and stay together for the rest of my life."
Hearing this, Guo Huan burst into laughter and said, "Okay! Okay! This is what a man would do if he did not catch up with the times. In this world, there are only beauties and wines that we cannot live up to. In this life, we should indulge in sex, sex, dogs and horses, and we will live up to this life. I see my virtuous brother will be unparalleled in the future." You will surely achieve great things."
Mu Sheng chuckled and said, "Big brother is so complimentary. If I can succeed in my career, I will never forget my support."
Hearing this, Guo Huan said repeatedly, "Okay! Okay! I really saw you right."
Guo Huan put his hand on Mu Sheng's shoulder and said, "Come! Come! Brother Liu Xian, please sit down. Let's have a good drink today."
Mu Sheng smiled and said, "Okay! Then I'll bother big brother."
Mu Sheng had another big drink at the Guo Mansion, during which time he invited Yao Ji to accompany him, and the three of them drank to the fullest...
In the evening, Mu Sheng staggered back to the small courtyard of the Jingshe. As soon as he reached the courtyard, a watchman's call came from outside the courtyard wall, "The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of the candle..."
As the watchman's voice faded away, there was a small wrapped strip of cloth at Mu Sheng's feet. His heart moved, he picked up the strip of cloth, unfolded it and read it carefully. Then he entered the room and looked back at Xixue. She He had already rested early, so he burned the secret message in front of the candle and sailed carefully. Who knew whether the woman sent by Guo Huan might be spying on him? Many things still have to be done behind her back, and her true identity must not be revealed easily.
Of course, the secret letter was sent by Wu Xie. Wu Xie had already started to build an intelligence system for him since he became the guest of Changping Jun. There are thousands of households in Changping Jun’s residence and there is plenty of money. Naturally, people will come. In order to obey the order, this matter was entrusted to Wu Xie with full authority.
The content of this secret letter is not complicated. The winter solstice is coming soon, and the imperial court will hold the Ali Mutai Conference every three years. I must find an excuse to sneak back to Changping Jun's Mansion to participate in this event.
The Alimutai Conference was originally a conference for the Huns in the northern steppe to elect a great chanyu. After the Jin conquered them, the power of the grassland tribes to hold meetings was also taken over. From now on, the grassland tribes were not allowed to elect a great chanyu. Leaders must be canonized by the court before they can succeed to the throne.
The conference was slightly modified, but the name remained unchanged. Instead, it became a grand event where the grassland tribes and the emperor of Jin held an alliance every three years. During the alliance, there were competitions in riding, archery, and hunting. Every time it was held, the emperor would reward the grassland tribes generously. As a member of the royal family, Mu Sheng naturally had a duty to attend the ceremony, so he had to go under Lord Changping’s command to attend in person.
A few days later, Mu Sheng went to visit Guo Huan's house. On the pretext that something was wrong with his master, he rode out of the city and left the small courtyard of the jingshe for dozens of miles outside the city. Not long after he left, he tore off the human skin when he saw no one around. -Mask, went around the west gate of Qingyang City and sneaked back.
Mu Sheng wore a bamboo hat and came to the back door of Changping Lord's Mansion. He let go of his five senses and scanned around. Seeing that there was no one around, he skillfully sneaked into the mansion from the back door.
When he came to Mr. Wu's small courtyard, he saw that the person receiving him was a beauty about seventeen or eighteen years old. Although she was dressed in ordinary clothes, her beauty could not be concealed.
Mu Sheng asked in surprise, "Who are you?"
At this moment, Wu Xie came out of the room and said with a smile, "Master is back?"
He pointed at the woman and said, "Let me introduce you, this is Ah Yan, the concubine I just took in."
The woman did not dare to look up at Mu Sheng. She bowed carefully and then turned around to prepare tea and snacks.
Mu Sheng shook his head and said with a smile, "Mr. Wu, it was my negligence. I should have found someone to take care of his daily life, but he has really good taste."
Wu Xie smiled slightly and said, "Master Muzan, compared with Miss Yun from the Master's Mansion, Ayuan is just mediocre. I wonder when the Master plans to marry Miss Yun?"
Mu Sheng laughed when he heard this and said, "Mr. Wu doesn't know. Yun'er's thoughts are with the prince. I tried my best to get close to the prince, half for myself, and the other half to connect a marriage thread for that stinky girl." ,Ha ha!"
Wu Xie gently waved the folding fan in his hand and said something incomprehensible: "Falling flowers have feelings, flowing water has no intention, alas!..."
Wu Xie suddenly stopped and asked Mu Sheng, "Sir, how was the result of visiting Guo Huan?"
After hearing this, Mu Sheng told Wu Xie the ins and outs of his visit to Guo Huan in detail.
After that, Wu Xie stroked his beard and said, "Young master has done a good job. So far, he has basically won Guo Huan's trust. There is a long way to go. In the future, there will be many opportunities to slowly get closer to the prince through Guo Huan's network."
Mu Sheng said, "Mr. Wu, will my switching identities back and forth like this arouse the suspicion of Guo Huan and the others? If I find someone to pretend to be, Guo Huan and his gang will not be easy to fool, and the Ali Mutai Conference is about to be held. I will definitely have to Participate personally..."
Wu Xie said, "Young Master, please be at ease. Wu has his own arrangements for the rest of the matter. The most important thing for you right now is to participate in the Alimutai Conference. You must be very attentive to deal with this conference. As long as you are here, I will If you perform well in this conference, especially if it attracts the attention of His Majesty, things will go much smoother later..."
Mu Sheng also probably knew what Wu Xie meant. He wanted to make himself stand out in this conference. If he did well, his weight as Prince Sheng would be greatly increased in the heart of the prince and the emperor. Now that he has Once you become a king, there are some things you cannot avoid.
Mu Sheng nodded to Wu Xie and said, "Mr. Wu, I understand what you mean..."
Wu Xie stroked his beard and said, "Young master, I hope you understand. From now on in the conference, please do your best to perform..."
When he came out of Wu Xie's place, a white figure suddenly fell into Mu Sheng's arms. When he looked carefully, he burst into laughter. It turned out to be Yun'er.
Yun'er hugged Mu Sheng and said softly, "Master, where have you been in the past few months? You didn't even say hello to me. You just disappeared like this for almost two months. When I asked Mr. Wu, he just said that the master had something important to do when he was traveling far away. I don’t know what you have done that is so important, sir, can you tell me what you did outside?”
Mu Sheng looked at Yun'er's face full of curiosity about the baby, scratched her nose and said, "I'm not worried about your life-long event. Don't worry. In a few years at most, I will be able to do it." Marry your beauty to your sweetheart and fulfill your wishes, you! Don’t ask anything, don’t say anything, just leave everything to me.”
Seeing Yun'er hugging Mu Sheng tightly again, she buried her head in his chest and said, "Yun'er doesn't want to get married. I just want to stay with the young master for the rest of my life..."
Mu Sheng only thought that she was childish, so he wanted to comfort her, and comforted her in a father-like tone: "Yun'er, be good, don't be afraid! With me supporting you, who dares to bully you?"
He finally coaxed Yun'er away and returned to the inner room. Mu Sheng took out the sword given to him by his senior brother, looked at its shining cold light and murmured to himself, "The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. It's time for you to appear, if you don't make a sound, you will already be a blockbuster."
Mu Sheng waved his sword and cut off the tables in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh, "What a sword."
At this moment, his eyes were shining, and he was full of expectations for the next conference.
For more than a month before the meeting, Mu Sheng had been honing his riding and shooting skills outside the city. He sharpened his spear in battle, and it was useless if he was not happy. As he practiced, he suddenly discovered that he had a strong shooting talent. Every time he jumped on his horse and passed the arrow, Target, hit the bullseye almost 100% of the time.
When he was shooting, he gradually felt a state of unity between man and arrow, an indescribable state. He no longer looked at how the bow and arrow in his hand were fired or taken, as if they were just like him. It is a general one.
At this moment, Mu Sheng only had the target in mind. As long as he subconsciously let go, he seemed to be able to completely feel the trajectory of the arrow feathers. As soon as he took action, he knew that it would definitely hit the target. What a wonderful feeling was this? Maybe this is the legendary union of man and arrow, right?
Looking for the sun, Mu Sheng returned to the house covered in stinky sweat again, and called the palace servants to help him take a bath. When Mu Sheng thought about his almost unmissable record, his confidence increased greatly. Isn't his current performance not amazing enough? Four seats?
