Chapter 197 Strange Flowers, Layout from the State of Yan?

"Sister Ling, let you talk about the preferences of the women in the palace. Why did you talk about it?" Chen Yaer blushed. There were all the ladies who had not left the cabinet. It was really inconvenient to talk about this.

It's just that Ling Ruier slumped in front of Mo Xuetong several times today. She only felt that she wanted to show off in front of her and suppress Mo Xuetong. At this moment, she said proudly, "The ladies in the palace are all concerned about this matter now. She not only choose for the emperor, but also for several princes. My aunt has been busy these days. When he saw me, he asked me to see if there was a suitable one in the sisters. I think the people present here are enough and beautiful, but they are not the best candidates. I will tell my aunt tomorrow.

Most of the ladies blushed when she said this.

"Sister Ling has fooled around again. What does this palace have to do with us?" You Yue'e blushed and said.

"Why doesn't matter? My aunt said that all the daughters of officials over the age of five, who are 13 years old and less than 17 years old, have excellent morals and conduct, will run for election. I think most of them are all of them." Ling Ruier gave a provocative look at Mo Xuetong, "It's just that some people lack morality. My aunt must brush her down early, so as not to make her enter the palace embarrassing."

This is an irony that Mo Xuetong can't be selected.

She seems to choose a concubine for the prince and the emperor, and the final decision is in her hands.

Mo Xuetong doesn't want to care about this kind of flying vinegar, so she doesn't want to talk to her. She listened to a lot of sarcastic words in her last life, which has no effect in her ears.

"No way, that's going to be a general election." Shen Xianxiu opened her eyes wide and said puzzledly, "Didn't you say that you would not waste people and money in this regard?"

"This is not a waste of money, and the scope is not large. Moreover, the most important thing is to choose the main concubine and the side concubine for the three princes. My aunt said that there is no serious master in the mansion of the three princes. This time, we must make a good choice." Ling Ruier's words were inseparable from the word "aunt". Although she spoke to the full people, her eyes glanced at Mo Xuetong's side, showing off.

Their words were all shy and timid around the prince's selection of concubines.

Mo Xuetong stopped talking and only said a few words to Luo Mingzhu. In fact, such a small group is not abrupt. It is strange that several people who are clearly facing each other are attracted together. There is no shortage of the four major public mansions, and the coordination among the first auxiliary daughter is completely different types of small politics. The feeling of a group.

Just like Wang Xiuxiu deliberately provoked Ling Ruier to talk about this draft. On the surface, he only guessed who would enter the royal palace, but the words faintly revealed the prince's most holy intention. Wang Xiuxiu really brought them together just for gossip!

Mo Xuetong secretly pay attention!

The maid in front of the banquet came over and claimed that the wives of each government urged them to return home.

Mo Xuetong accompanied Luo Mingzhu to take her to the gate of the courtyard, but she didn't send her out again. This is the Fuguo Mansion, and she is not the master.

Ling Ruier raised her head and didn't look at her. You Yue'er still held hands with Chen Yaer. Chen Yaer seemed to want to say something to her and was pulled away by You Yue'e. Shen Xianxiu politely said goodbye to her. Wang Xiuxiu made a date with her to drink peach blossoms on her birthday.

Mo Xuetong took Mo Yu to her yard in the Duke of Fu last time. Luo Mingzhu's visitors would not be able to return for a while, so she simply went back to the yard to rest first.

Just sat down in his yard. Before Mo Yu could deliver tea, Luo Wenyou hurried in.

He is still holding the pot of jade flowers in his hand!

"Cousin Tong, do you know this flower?" Luo Wenyou entered the door and put the flowers on the coffee table, wiped his sweat and asked. He only brought a little man into the door, but he was afraid that the little man would break the flowers, so he simply carried them in by himself.

Luo Wenyou's visit was not a surprise. Mo Xuetong calculated that as long as Luo Mingzhu told Luo Wenyou something, Luo Wenyou would definitely pay attention to it.

"Big cousin, I don't know if it's this kind of flower." Mo Xuetong stood up and walked to the front of the flowers. The three-color flowers were still beautiful and unreal. The pot was full of broken jade. When he stretched out his hand and looked carefully, he found that the pieces of jade were extremely delicate, but even so, why did Sima Lingyun think that this was the evidence of the Fugong government to communicate with the enemy!

"This kind of flower should be called jade xiao flower. It grows in jade debris and absorbs jade. When it blooms, it is only beautiful and eye-catching. It often blooms in different colors, which is very attractive. It is said that this place of peanuts is extremely difficult to find, and it is often born in the center of the jade vein."

"Cousin Pupil is sure?" Luo Wenyou's face changed greatly.

No one can predict the value of a jade vein. If he thought it was just a strange flower and grass before, and rare things were precious for himself, but now he found that with such a large financial resources, the power that can keep the jade vein can not be described as "rich than the country" and the only power of the country.

"Big cousin, it should be. I have seen in a novel strange stories that jade is used as food, and the naturally formed plants in chalcedony do not change according to the four seasons, but I don't know what kind of friend the big cousin can send such a beautiful flower?" Mo Xuetong looked rigorous and stroked the leaves of the flowers. Sure enough, even the leaves seemed to be a beautiful jade.

This kind of flower deserves to be said to be a flower that can only be preserved with the strength of the country!

"A rich businessman who just came to Kyoto. Because of an occasional opportunity, he helped him a lot. I heard that he saved hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, so I gave him this pot of flowers. It was just a plaything. At that time, I didn't think too much. I just thought it was a strange thing, so I gave it to my grandmother, thinking that no matter how precious it was, it was not expensive. Go inside, but it turns out that..." Luo Wenyou fully believed Mo Xuetong's words at this time and patted his head and regretted it.

"Can you still find the big cousin now?" Mo Xuetong unconsciously frowned, and his fingers touched the crumbs of jade. He looked coldly at the famous flower that should not exist in the legend in front of him. Who spent a lot of effort to deal with the Duke of Fu, or who was most beneficial to the Duke of Fu...

"The man left this morning, and I went to see him off early in the morning," Luo Wenyou stamped his feet. "I just sent someone to check the place where he stayed, and there was no clue."

This is also the reason why Luo Wenyou hurried to ask Mo Xuetong.

Mo Xuetong frowned slightly and bit her cherry lips for a moment, which was very entangled. This pot flower is indeed a disaster now. It is not destroyed, nor is it not destroyed.

After enjoying this flower so flamboyantly today, the powerful people in the capital must know that there is such a pot of flower in the Fuguogongfu. If it is destroyed, it will only be more guilty and attract people's tongues. Moreover, if this matter is emptied in the future, it is equivalent to acquiescence. Sometimes Testimony does not necessarily require testimony.

"Big cousin, please check again. Since that person appeared as a rich businessman and left today, it is impossible to disappear without any trace. There must be something missing. You can check what your cousin did for him, why did you help him, and what are some artificial traces in it?" Mo Xuetong didn't know much about these aspects, but tried to give advice to Luo Wenyou as she wanted.

Such a large group of people are far away from their center of power. No matter how hidden they are, there must be traces.

If this thing broke out four years later, the Fugongfu will naturally have nothing to say and it is impossible to find any more clues.

But that's what I just found out. Mo Xuetong doesn't believe it and has no trace at all.

One sentence reminded Luo Wenyou. His eyes lit up, nodded and stood up suddenly: "What cousin Pupil said is very true. I'll check the jewelry he sold."

After saying that, he ignored the potted flowers and hurried out!

"Big cousin, wait a minute, you must have been in contact with that person for a while. Do you think he has a Yan accent?" Mo Xuetong intuitively felt that those people were from the State of Yan, and there was no reason why. There was only one country around Daqin that had the ability to compete with the State of Qin.

What does Bai Yihao want to do? Mo Xuetong didn't know, but he felt that he didn't seem to be good for him except for the Duke of Fu. The Duke of Fu in the four major mansions is not a descendant and will not interfere in the imperial power. It is not very powerful. If he wants to remove it, it is also necessary to remove the Duke of Dingguo!

In her previous life, she was far away from politics and was only trapped in the town. She never considered these problems. Only when Bai Yihao flew to the sky, did she pay a little attention to him, but the distance between the two was so far that there had never been an intersection. Bai Yihao did not feel bad about the only few intersections in this life. Except for always warning herself to be vigilant in her heart, she did not find anything strange about Bai Yihao.

"Does cousin Tong think she is from the State of Yan?" Luo Wenyou stopped and his face changed.

"Big cousin, you can ask Mr. Bai about this flower..." Mo Xuetong bit her lip, but she couldn't help saying, and her heart moved inexplicably.

"Okay, I'll visit Mr. Bai in a while." Luo Wenyou nodded, turned around and hurried out of the yard.

Not long after Luo Wenyou left, Luo Mingzhu also came over. Mo Xuetong then went with her to say goodbye to the old man. The old woman asked her body with concern and asked her to rest more. First, Mo Xuetong took the old man's hand and got close to him for a while, and then returned to Mofu with a depressed Mo Xueyan.

As soon as she arrived at the door of the house, Mo Xueyan did not say hello to Mo Xuetong and walked in angrily with her maid.

"Miss, Miss II..." Mo Yu was angry and pointed to Mo Xueyan, feeling speechless for a moment.

She almost made a big deal in the Fugong Mansion. She was fine. She didn't blame her for treating her slowly. This will be all the fire on her young lady. After a while, she had to arrange the lady in front of the old lady. The old lady was dissatisfied with the young lady. After listening to her words, she had to be even more noseless and faceless.

"Mo Yu, take a few satins given to me by my grandmother. Don't give them to the eldest sister, second sister, fourth sister, two bright ones, and two bright ones for the two aunts." Mo Xuetong told Mo Yu with a smile and took her in.

"Miss, you always think about them and see what they do to you!" Mo Yu muttered that she was wronged for her young lady.

"Well, what a big deal. During the Spring Festival, I'm very happy. After a while, I will share the sachets, small ornaments, and flowers given by my grandmother. Everyone in the yard will share." Mo Xuetong's long eyelashes flashed, and a smile appeared on her face.

It's time for the people in their yard to clean up.