"If there is a place to be useful to the old slave in the future, even if the eldest lady says that the old slave is born in the General's Mansion and dies as the general's mansion, as long as the general's mansion is good, the old slave is willing to be crushed to pieces, and he will do whatever he wants!"

Mu Sheng took some time to help the person up and smiled and said, "No, Uncle Wei, you just need to take care of the general's mansion, so I have no worries."

"Hey. Hey." Wei Bo was crying. "The old slave will manage the general's mansion well. He will manage it well."

After Mu Sheng had a good meal, he left the flower hall and returned to the main courtyard.

The red bamboo waiting outside the flower hall quickly followed.

Uncle Wei stood in the corridor outside the flower hall, watching Mu Sheng walk away, then folded his hands together and looked at the sky with a pious look. The old eyes were filled with tears, and he said in his heart: "General, you saw it in the sky. The general's mansion is pressed on the eldest lady alone. You must bless the eldest lady and the general's mansion."

Hongzhu wore a skirt that covered her feet and walked inconveniently, so she could only follow Mu Sheng to the main yard behind in small steps.

While walking, Hongzhu also asked Mu Sheng excitedly: "Miss, I won't go out in the afternoon, right?"

Mu Sheng smiled and said, "I won't go out."

"Is that embroidery?" Hongzhu was even more excited.

Mu Sheng was choked.

But when she thought of letting her sit in the boudoir and be a female lover every day, she really couldn't do it, and she happened to walk towards her in the mansion's ward.

It was a patrolman and just passed by.

When the guards saw her, they hurriedly stood up to show their respect for her. While standing solemnly, they shouted, "Miss."

Seeing this, Mu Sheng immediately reached out and pulled out the sword from the head guard's hand, danced sharply twice before turning his head to Hongzhu and laughing: "This is what I want to do in the future."

The red bamboo trembles.

Mu Sheng returned the sword to the guard guard and asked the guard to continue patrolling. Then he smiled around Hongzhu's shoulders and said, "I'm scared?"

Hongzhu shook her head and said quietly: "I just suddenly felt that the eldest lady should have embroidered flowers in the boudoir, but she could not embroidered flowers in the boudoir."

Mu Sheng immediately raised his eyebrows, with potential.

"Let's go." She patted Hongzhu on the shoulder. "Although I won't go out, I can't embroidery." After that, the man took the lead in the main courtyard.

"Yeah!" Hongzhu nodded quickly and followed, stopping talking about embroidery. "What will the young lady do in the afternoon?"

Mu Sheng: "Find a way. How to make money."

Hongzhu said 'Eh', "Is the young lady short of money?"

"Yes, I'm short of money. Very short of it." Mu Sheng looked joking. "You go and make a pot of tea for me, and then go do something else."

"Yes, Miss." Hongzhu went busy.

As soon as Hongzhu turned around and left, Mu Sheng saw Wei Feng rushing out of the main hall where she lived with a big rice bowl in one hand and a pair of chopsticks in the other.

"Miss!" Wei Feng rushed to her in extreme sunshine.

Mu Sheng looked at the food left in his bowl and asked with a smile: "Why did you come to my yard after you have a meal?"

"No." Wei Feng smiled and pointed at the main hall with chopsticks. "It was when I was having dinner. I saw Master Feng San and Nan Yuan, saying that the "Tiger Down the Mountain" had been drawn. I thought that I would have to be hung anyway, so I brought them to hang it first. Nan Yuan was hanging inside, and Master Feng San was also inside."

"Oh?" Mu Sheng raised his eyebrows, and then he went to the main hall.

Wei Feng continued to stew rice with chopsticks while following Mu Sheng. He was carrying a bow and arrow on his back.
Chapter completed!