"Then mother, please go back to your room and rest. It's cold outside." Nannan wanted to support her mother, but she was too short to reach her, so she could only hold her sleeves.
Mu Qianyu endured the pain of tearing and spreading in her body, and said with a smile: "Mom, you can go back by yourself. You can go to the kitchen and help me ask when breakfast will be ready."
Mu Qianyu nodded, and when Nannan ran away, he went back to his room, closed the door, took out the painkillers and swallowed them.
Just from this effort, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.
The pain of tearing her meridians was beyond her imagination. She coughed twice more and took advantage of her daughter not coming back to get rid of the blood on her palms.
It would take some time before the Ministry of Personnel would draw up the appointment list, so Mu Qianyu decided to stay indoors during this period. It wasn't that she didn't want to go out, but it was getting colder day by day. Considering her physical condition, it was best to rest.
But it was not easy for her to be quiet. Since this morning, many gifts and invitations had been delivered to her, inviting her to the banquet.
"Return everything. If you don't take it, don't take it away. It's too complicated." Mu Qianyu waved his hand.
She didn't know the secrets in this officialdom. Officials had different factions and grievances intertwined with each other. If she went to anyone's house or not, she would offend others, so she simply didn't buy it.
Of course, not buying it actually offends people. Generally, the old men who have won the Jinshi will choose one camp as a backer at this time, so as to get support and gain a foothold.
But Mu Qianyu was too lazy to move around.
"Miss, Duke Leng has invited you to his residence. I heard from the Prime Minister that this man is the Marshal of the Army. Miss, won't you go too?" Lan'er asked while sorting out the name cards.
The gift can be returned, but the post can only be accepted, otherwise it will be too arrogant.
"No, if I go, he will definitely let me take on a disciple." Mu Qianyu shook his head decisively after thinking about his handwriting.
If this taught Leng Xinyue, she would be laughed at.
"Then there's one from the Imperial Prefect's Office." Lan'er took out a sky-blue invitation, opened it and said, "This is Miss Nangong's personal invitation, saying that you are invited to visit the Eight Immortals' Residence to reminisce about the past."
"Nangong Zhi?" Mu Qianyu tilted his head from the recliner and took the post. It turned out to be Nangong Zhi's name, and the post should have been written by her herself. It was written in an exquisite thin gold body with some of her body on it.
of cold fragrance.
"Do you need to write a reply if Miss is not going?" Lan'er asked.
"We have a life-and-death relationship together. It would be inappropriate not to go. If you send someone to the Imperial Prefect's Mansion to reply, please tell me that I will attend the banquet on time tomorrow."
She gave instructions and then said: "When we parted, I thought we would never see each other again, but I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon. What a fate."
Lan'er took note of her master's words and asked again: "The young lady seems to admire this Miss Nangong very much."
"Who doesn't appreciate great beauties?" Mu Qianyu laughed and said, "If I were a man, I would look like this."
Lan'er burst out laughing: "Don't you think Miss is like this?"
"Well... I think it's good to be single..." Mu Qianyu has so far not noticed any other advantages besides being pretty and having a little talent for writing.
The next morning, Mu Qianyu wore a long aqua dress and a cloak of the same color. Her body was not very cold-resistant recently, so Lan'er added an extra layer to her.
Nannan just wanted to study the doll and didn't want to go out, so Mu Qianyu left Xiaoruo at home to protect her, and took Lan'er out.
Mu Qianyu was wrapped in a cloak and sitting in the carriage, and heard people on both sides of the street talking about her writing in the restaurant yesterday and summoning heavenly punishment again. The rumors were so miraculous that some even started to say that she was the reincarnation of a saint.
She listened and shook her head dumbfounded, thinking that she should keep a low profile in the future.
The carriage soon stopped in front of the restaurant. Lan'er helped Mu Qianyu get out of the carriage and entered the restaurant under the guidance of the boy in front.
There were not many people in the hall in the morning, but these few people recognized Mu Qianyu at a glance. Even those who had never seen her before knew the identity of this peerless beauty.
People couldn't help but feel excited when they saw her, thinking that it would be great if this top pick girl could also leave a message here, and they would definitely observe it as soon as possible.
Then maybe they can also have an epiphany.
"Miss Mu, please come in quickly. Are you in the lobby on the first floor or in the private room on the second floor?" The shopkeeper hurriedly ran over to greet me.
"No. Jiazi on the second floor, we have a reservation." Lan'er said.
"Okay, Miss, please come upstairs." The shopkeeper said while leading the way: "Girl, it's great that you can come. Can you also give a word to the store?"
Yesterday, news spread that Mu Qianyu bombed the restaurant in the east of the city, which caused the restaurant's reputation to rise. People said that there might be residual holy energy there, so they all went to eat.
This seriously affected his business. He was worried when he didn't expect the top pick to come to his door.
Mu Qianyu waved his hand and said: "Shopkeeper, it's not that I don't want to mention it to you, it's just that the writing is not good, so let's forget it."
"Miss Mu, you are too modest. If you can't write well, then who else in the world can write well."
"If it's written down and I chop you here, I'll have to pay again." Mu Qianyu shook his head with a smile.
"I don't dare to let the girl lose money."
Mu Qianyu smiled lightly and said nothing.
The shopkeeper was also very sensible and didn't let me go any further.
On the second floor are private rooms and individual boxes. The middle two rows are private seats, and the outer two rows by the windows are private rooms, which are relatively expensive.
To go to the box, you have to walk through the corridor next to the private seats.
"Is this the number one winner on the Tianban Ranking?" A powerful voice came from an elegant room.
Mu Qianyu then stopped. Although he felt that this kind of useless communication was troublesome, it would be unfair to offend someone without saying hello.
She just turned her head and saw two people sitting at the table. Among them was an acquaintance, Cai Dayan, who was thrown down the stairs twice by Beichen Ye yesterday.
Opposite him sat a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man had a black goatee on his chin. He was thin and had a somewhat dignified appearance.
Cai Dayan looked at Mu Qianyu and snorted coldly, saying: "The number one scholar is really amazing. You don't even say hello when you see an acquaintance?"
"I have met my senior. Thanks to His Majesty's favor, this junior is Mu Qianyu, this year's number one winner." Mu Qianyu slightly cupped his hands and spoke very politely.
When she first arrived, she didn't want to offend anyone, and even though she had issues with Cai Dayan, she didn't have any grudges with the old man.
The middle-aged man glanced at Mu Qianyu and said coldly: "Do you know your guilt?"
"Huh?" Mu Qianyu was a little confused. She remembered that she came to a restaurant. Why did it seem like it was a court?