Chapter 46 The Sword of the Son of Heaven, Volume 1
Arriving outside the gate of Sword Palace, Yun Que saw an old man with gray hair and high energy.
"Your Majesty, please be polite." The old man greeted Yun Que first and was extremely polite.
"There's no need to be polite, just say it clearly." Yun Que said in a concise tone.
My attitude is very obvious, I don't have time to be polite to you, I have something to talk about, and I won't accompany you when you have nothing to do.
"My master, I would like to invite Mr. Hou to come into the house and have a chat." The old man immediately understood what he meant and said it directly.
Yun Que looked at the old man, smiled and said: "Jiangong has a lot of schoolwork, and Xiaohou really has no time to attend to it. You can go back and tell Uncle Mu that when Xiaohou is free, he will definitely bring you to worship."
It was very polite, and in a simple sentence, I don't have time.
Yun Que didn't have a good impression of the Mu family.
Ever since his father died in the border battle, the Mu family, who was engaged to be a Hanshui Marquis, had ignored him and simply forgotten about him. Now that they sent someone to invite him, they must have no good intentions for the weasel to pay New Year greetings to the chicken.
Yun Que could foresee the trouble coming from the Mu family, and he had a better way to deal with it, which was to ignore it.
No matter what your Mu family's plans are, I just won't go. What can you do to me?
After saying that, Yun Que turned around and left.
The old housekeeper obviously did not expect the current situation and hurriedly shouted: "Master Hou, stay!"
Yun Que had no choice but to stop and turned to look at him.
This old butler has been with Mu Qingzhou for many years, and is very comparable to others in terms of experience and experience. He quickly analyzed Yun Que's thoughts and said with a smile:
"I blame this old slave for not making it clear. Not only the master wants to invite me, but my eldest lady also wants to meet Marquis Yun."
The old housekeeper was very thoughtful. He only said that the master wanted to invite him, but they obviously didn't buy it, so he had no choice but to add the eldest lady to the table and try to kill him first.
Seeing Yun Que frowning and obviously hesitating, the old housekeeper felt relieved.
It's hard for a hero to be a beauty, not to mention a young young man. I'm an old fox, so I can't control a young boy like you!
The old housekeeper secretly muttered to himself, his expression still very respectful, waiting for the other party to follow him back to the Shepherd's Mansion.
"Mu Qingyao wants to see me? What's wrong with her?" Yun Que said.
"The eldest lady wants to return the borrowed clothes to the Marquis. The clothes have been cleaned and are kept in the eldest lady's boudoir." The old housekeeper had already thought of the excuse and said with a smile.
With such a hint, which young man could not be tempted.
It's the boudoir, and it's the young lady's wish. The old housekeeper is fully confident that the other party will not only follow him, but also go faster than him.
"That set of clothes, give it to her." Yun Que waved his hand and said proudly: "If you don't like wearing it, burn it. I only wear new clothes and never want old clothes."
After saying that, he turned around and entered the Sword Palace, and walked away without looking back.
Outside the gate of Sword Palace, the old housekeeper still had a humble smile on his face, but the corners of his eyes were twitching.
This guy!
Don't play by the rules!
Mufu, hall.
There are more than a dozen old men sitting on a circle of big chairs, most of them have white hair, and some even have white eyebrows.
Despite their age, these octogenarians have one thing in common: they are all noble and have clear and sharp eyes.
These old men are the elders of each house in the Mu family. They are in charge of each branch of the Mu family. Each of them holds sky-high assets in their hands, making them a real giant.
At three o'clock in the morning, the old men sitting in the hall were getting impatient.
Among them, the old man with a cane spoke first:
"Qingzhou, you summon us old guys here to see what big event you want to announce."
This man is Mu Qingzhou's third uncle, his name is Mu Gui, he has a very high status in the Mu family, and the older generation of the Mu family all look up to him.
"It's not yet time. If Third Uncle tastes this pot of Yuqian Lingsong tea, I won't be able to bear to drink it myself."
Mu Qingzhou smiled, picked up a small pot of tea, and filled it up for the old men present one after another.
When I heard that it was Yuqian Lingsong Tea, even though the people present were all rich and powerful people, they couldn't help but feel slightly moved.
That is not an ordinary good tea, but a spiritual tea that carries spiritual energy. You can't buy it with gold and silver, you have to exchange it for spiritual stones!
Mortals will not be able to increase spiritual energy as much as monks if they drink it, but it will also have the effect of prolonging life.
Mugui nodded, stopped asking questions, and began to taste the spiritual tea slowly.
Mu Qingzhou temporarily eased the situation with a pot of Yuqian Lingsong tea. He looked calm as usual, but felt a little anxious in his heart.
The old butler has been with him for many years and has never made any mistakes in his work. For some reason, he still hasn't brought Yun Que back today.
Just as he was thinking of this, Mu Qingzhou saw the old housekeeper hurried into the yard with no one behind him.
Mu Qingzhou frowned, stood up and walked out of the hall.
"Where are the people?" Mu Qingzhou whispered.
The old housekeeper lowered his head and recounted the story without inviting anyone else.
Mu Qingzhou couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this.
He never expected that, as the head of the herding family, even the emperor could see him at any time, he could not invite a young prince.
Moreover, the other party is his uncle who has never met him before.
"The boys from the Yun family are so ignorant! They don't even give me the respect of the master."
The old housekeeper said angrily. If his city was not really angry, he would not say such provocative words.
"To cope with all changes by remaining unchanged, I underestimated him."
Mu Qingzhou not only had no intention of blaming Yun Que, but instead gave him a high look.
They must have sensed trouble from the old housekeeper's words, so they simply didn't come.
It is hard to believe that such keen insight can appear in a young person.
Waving to the housekeeper to leave, Mu Qingzhou came to the back house and knocked on Mu Qingyao's door.
"Yao'er, daddy, I want to ask you something."
After meeting her daughter, Mu Qingzhou got straight to the point and actually said the word "please".
Mu Qingyao's expression changed upon hearing this and she immediately stood up.
There has always been a deep estrangement between her and her father, but she has always upheld filial piety and knows that filial piety comes first. She cannot afford to let her father make requests.
"Whatever your father tells you, my daughter dare not disobey."
Mu Qingzhou nodded and said seriously: "Invite Yun Que to the Mu Mansion."
Mu Qingyao was stunned and thought she heard wrongly.
"Bring Yun Que to your home? Just send a servant to Jian Palace to inform him. Why do you need me to invite him?"
"I sent someone to invite you, but they didn't come."
"Forget it if you don't come, I'm not a distinguished guest. I'd rather save some tea at home." Mu Qingyao pouted slightly, feeling very dissatisfied.
"Dad has something important to do with him, it's very important." Mu Qingzhou looked at his daughter who was having a bad temper, his eyes full of adoration.
It's been a long, long time since he talked to his daughter in so many words.
Over the years, the time for the father and daughter to see each other has become less and less, especially when the daughter is admitted to the Sword Palace. She may not come back once a year and a half, and even if she comes back, she will only say a few words.
"It's dad's fault that your mother died. I'm sorry for you two, but this time, you must help dad bring Yun Que back."
Mu Qingzhou put away his doting look and said solemnly: "Because this matter is related to the life and death of the Mu family."
Mu Qingyao was suddenly startled.
Her impression of her father was that he was strategizing everything and could talk and laugh happily with anyone. She had never seen his father behave like this before.
In Mu Qingyao's eyes, the father in front of her was no longer the aloof head of the Mu family, but a lonely and helpless middle-aged man.
Only she can help her father.
"My daughter knows, I will bring Yun Que back."
After Mu Qingyao said solemnly, she went out directly, stood up with her sword in the courtyard, and flew towards the Sword Palace.