Chapter 254 Partition Wall

"Prince, please come here with you and the adults. I'm used to keeping this character "beauty house" for you, so you can do it whenever you come." Mrs. Hua's enchanting voice came from the door, and Mu Xiyao could hear it. Swallowing slowed suddenly.

The prince was placed next door? No wonder Zong Zhenglin would make people avoid him. But what the woman called "A Character Beauty Hall" seems to be very grand. What name does she and Mr. Boss have in this room?

Putting down the tea bowl, Mu Xiyao poked Zong Zhenglin's arm. This red building belongs to Zongzhenglin's property, and with his domineering temper, he has no reason to go to his own territory and give away good things to others.

Seeing that although she couldn't speak, she still couldn't stay idle, Zong Zhenglin didn't need to think deeply, he could see through Mu Xiyao's thoughts at a glance.

"You don't have to twist your neck." He straightened her head, which was turning around, and took the empty tea bowl on the table, and motioned her to look at the glaze at the bottom.

Mu Xiyao took a closer look, her brows gradually furrowed.

"Maoshe", what does this mean?

Mao... the fourth sequence, could it mean the fourth room? Suspiciously looking around, there are many extravagant decorations, all of which dazzled her. As far as this pomp is concerned, if it really ranks fourth, I am afraid that Emperor Yuan Cheng will find a name tomorrow and copy it under the pretext...

After taking a sip of tea in a hurry, she finally felt at ease, Mu Xiyao couldn't bear her curiosity, and hurriedly asked. "Your Highness, what does 'Maoshe' mean? I don't want to understand."

It stands to reason that she has read a lot of books alone, how come she has never seen these two words appear together in a book?

Zongzheng Lin's eyes were dark, and he stroked the top of her hair with deep meaning.

"Jiaojiao, think about it with your heart." Mu Xiyao asked, but Zong Zhenglin didn't want to answer.

This room is exclusive to him, and all the furnishings have taken into account the preferences of the two of them. If not, Mu Xiyao would not have taken a look at her as soon as she entered the room, and hurriedly sat down, only caring about her comfort.

Huh? The big boss's statement seems to be very particular... Mu Xiyao stroked her chin, focusing on the tea bowl in her hand.

After the small half-pillar of incense passed, she saw her complexion gradually become strange, and finally she couldn't help but blushed, and cast a sideways glance at Zong Zhenglin coquettishly, with resentment in her shyness.

This man... what should I say about him.

"Jiaojiao is shy?" Zong Zhenglin stroked her shy, hot side face, leaned over and kissed her, with a chuckle in his throat.

"No problem. When a man comes to the Red Mansion, he is a confidante. I have Jiaojiao as my company, so why be ashamed?" Taking the opportunity to tease her, Zong Zhenglin felt relieved.

Mu Xiyao looks bold, but in fact, when talking about sexual intercourse between men and women, she is always so ashamed that she is not like a woman, but like a young girl who can't get rid of her embarrassment when she first meets her.

"Your Highness!" Mu Xiyao twisted her body and turned her back to the man, not wanting to be flirted with by this man shamelessly.

Just now she took a closer look and realized that the words were clearly written by Zong Zhenglin. After thinking about it like this, what else can't be figured out. Just like her Dan Ruoyuan, Zong Zhenglin personally inscribed the plaque. The word "Danruo" is another name for pomegranate, which means many children and many blessings.

And Mao's interpretation here does mean "fourth", but it refers to the word "rabbit", which ranks fourth in the zodiac. In this way, the meaning of the word "she" is self-evident.

But what annoyed Mu Xiyao was that Zong Zhenglin had made fun of the two cute rabbits in her yard many times. At first she foolishly played along, but as the number of times increased, seeing that he always looked handsome and happy when he watched her laugh and play, she was so angry that she finally discovered the "bad thoughts" in His Royal Highness's heart that he didn't want to say.

Comparing the two phases one by one, the Sixth Highness named this private room - "Mao She", the house where the rabbit lives, commonly known as: rabbit nest!

It's just too hateful!

"You made fun of my concubine again, and you still engrave it on things so clearly! It's everywhere!" Thanks to her holding the tea bowl and eating for a while, Zong Zhenglin saw how many jokes she made!

"Tomorrow, a concubine will embroider your name all over the plush cushions of my concubine's house. If I don't sit in the bed for three or five hours, I will not be able to get down!"

With a loud slap, Mu Xiyao greeted Mu Xiyao, clutching her buttocks, whimpering in pain.

"Jiaojiao can give it a try." This woman dared to think about anything. It doesn't count if the tiger's beard is stroked, so you plan to ride on his head?

"However, Jiaojiao's craftsmanship... It's better not to think too much." Zong Zhenglin held her five fingers and looked around seriously, with a smile in his eyes.

Mu Xiyao's expression froze, and then her face flushed instantly, she slammed her head into his arms in shame and anger, no matter how much Ren Zongzhenglin coaxed her, she never raised her head and kept silent.

If she had known that female celebrities could escape the big boss for fun, even if she endured the pain in her fingers, she would have to bite the bullet and pass this level!

Mu Xiyao and Zong Zhenglin were having an awkward dispute, and suddenly there was a woman chirping and chirping from the other side of the wall.

Mu Xiyao's small ears were quivering, and she turned her head sideways to concentrate. After a while, there was a slight smile and noise from there again, which made her suddenly realize that she almost missed the big show on stage.

It's so easy to come to the Chu Pavilion in the brothel, how can I keep locked in the room, facing the handsome face of the boss, I haven't even seen a romantic woman, and talking about it is just a joke.

"Your Highness, would you like to call in a girl who plays music?"

Zong Zhenglin frowned, "I can't give up to the girl next to me."

Mu Xiyao was helpless and worried. This reason is very legitimate, do you want to call Xiaowan? If she really dared to propose to His Highness the Sixth Highness like this, wouldn't it be like sticking her ass and asking for a beating under Zong Zhenglin's nose?

"If you're bored, how about seeing the excitement next door?" Zong Zhenglin threw the bait.

Mu Xiyao's small ears stood up, and her beautiful eyes were shining brightly. Seeing Zongzheng Lin leaning over suddenly, his face was close to her, his dark eyes looked straight into her eyes, although he was silent, but the meaning of his actions could not be more clear.

Mu Xiyao's eyelashes fluttered, and her heart beat two minutes faster.

This man, who is easy to fuck, is also tyrannical. If he wants benefits by himself, he has to be catered to by others.

Du Zui'er quickly pressed his side face, Bobo each printed a sweet kiss, and seeing Zong Zhenglin showed satisfaction, he hugged her and stood up and walked around the screen.

Mu Xiyao didn't see his movements clearly, but felt as if she had pressed a button somewhere, and the sound from the compartment fell into her ears clearly.

"Prince, this matter is no small matter, and the lower officials really can't decide."

"Master Fang is really polite. The dignified Minister of the Household Department can't handle trivial matters. Can the emperor trust you with this position?"

"This...Your Highness, the Master Shangshu on the top of the lower official is not easy to fool."

"What are you afraid of? As long as everyone here joins hands and helps each other, are you afraid that he will not be able to do everything by himself?"

The other officials, big and small, also echoed, and eventually let the servant lord be no match for the crowd, and gradually let go.

"Then, prince, you have to tell the lower officials the truth, so that you can feel at ease, don't you? How much taels of silver do you plan to pay this time? When will you return it?"

Mu Xiyao opened her small mouth, and slightly tightened the hand holding Zong Zhenglin's lapel.

Zong Zhenghui! He dared to put his idea on the head of the household department and "borrow" the treasury silver taels privately, which greatly violated the taboo of Emperor Yuan Cheng. Not to mention the current military pay and food, it is at a critical juncture.

"Not much, 700,000 taels. If you hurry up, you can pay it back in three months."

Mu Xiyao shook her head secretly, but Zong Zhenghui opened his mouth like a lion, saying that it would be impossible to treat the treasury as his private house.

Looking back at Zong Zhenglin's expression, he really saw that the master's complexion was as dark as ink, and his pair of phoenix eyes were frighteningly cold. Speaking of the thing that Emperor Jian'an hated the most in his previous life, privately embezzling the treasury silver of the Great Wei State, it definitely ranks first. Now that I have heard with my own ears that the crown prince and the Minister of the Household Department are working together as courtiers, and they are blatantly planning to attack the treasury, how can we not stop our anger.

Mu Xiyao stretched out her hand to hold his palm, rubbed it lightly twice, it really wasn't worth getting angry at this man.

Seeing the concern in her eyes, Zong Zhenglin gradually softened his expression. He held her catkin in his hand instead, and continued to listen to the answer from the other side.

"Prince, let alone 700,000 taels, it's half of it, even the lower officials can't afford it for you. You also know that the emperor is in a hurry right now..."

"Yes, yes, yes, don't gossip about it, just say it in terms of clauses. Just say it, how many taels of silver can the household department give to the orphan!"

"This..." The man hesitated for a long time, and reluctantly reported the number, "It can't exceed the amount of 150,000 taels of silver at most."

With a flash of Mu Xiyao's eyes, she understood clearly. It seems that this servant is not really stupid. One hundred and fifty thousand taels, just enough to escape the terrible criminal law. People in the officialdom are really good people. If the crown prince can lower his face, ask for a loan of a mere hundred thousand taels of silver, and is willing to take the risk of being punished by Emperor Yuan Cheng, then this position may not be safe for a long time.

As expected by Mu Xiyao's conjecture, Zong Zhenghui next door was furious and slammed the table, "You're such a fool! One hundred and fifty thousand taels of silver, you're sending a beggar."

The prince was angry, so the people in the house naturally dare not neglect. The voices of begging for crimes sounded one after another, especially the servant, who shouted loudly and kowtowed, and Mu Xiyao couldn't help being moved.

Ruthless man, it's really difficult for him to be ruthless in acting.

"Your Highness, who is this kowtowing person?" At first, he thought that he was also a gangster, but he never thought that he dared to make excuses in front of the prince. It seemed that he had his own opinion.

If it is said that the treasury only has 150,000 taels that can be embezzled, Mu Xiyao absolutely does not believe it. If so, did King Yi's treasure disappear?

"The new servant of the household department, Fang Qinglin." Zong Zhenglin's eyes were full of interest. This person is quite courageous, and he dared to speak nonsense in front of the prince.

The two were whispering, when they heard someone on the other end exclaim, "Master Fang passed out after seeing the blood!"

Mu Xiyao covered her mouth and laughed and fell into Zong Zhenglin's arms, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

Talent, talent... Let alone the 150,000 taels that beggars despise in the crown prince's mouth, it is even a dime, and it is impossible to get it.

Zong Zhenghui was so angry that he felt his face was disgraced, he drove away the crowd in a rage, leaving only one obedient attendant to obey his orders.

"Go, let four or five beauties come in. The anger in Gu's heart must be vented on the beauties."

Mu Xiyao looked disgusted, and was about to tell Zong Zhenglin to go outside, not wanting to listen to the prince's absurd jokes, so she was fixed on the spot by Zong Zhenghui's words, and immediately squinted her eyes.

"If it hadn't been for the sixth guy who did something bad, Gu would have hugged Chunyu that woman to be turned into a red wave, so happy. There is no need for this place of fireworks, it's just annoying."

"If you can't get Na Mu's ecstasy on the bed, it won't work even if you find a perfect substitute. It's too disgusting!"