PDLP Chapter 162 Father-in-law
Chapter 162 Father-in-law
Qiao Jianhong had no intention of hiding anything. He nodded and sat down next to Xu Shu: "I don't get along with that guy. As for why I kept it from you."
Xu Shu could understand: "He was afraid that I would leak the secret."
Qiao Jianhong nodded: "The Xiao family and I are incompatible in the court, so I can confuse the public and make the current leader feel at ease."
"What about Mu Tonghai?"
"That's a real bastard." Qiao Jianhong poured himself a cup of tea and wanted to drink it, but Chao Lin glared at him, so he could only put it down awkwardly, "But speaking of this guy, I have something else to explain."
He sniffed the tea, shook his head and sighed: "Axi is still as rich as ever."
Xu Shu also tasted it and gave it an average review.
Qiao Jianhong continued, "I think Xiao Ran has already told you about Mu Tonghai's glorious deeds, so I won't beat around the bush."
"Mu Jinghua should be the legitimate son of Mu Tonghai who died in the sea of fire."
Xu Shu's movement of putting down the teacup paused for a moment, then he exerted force and crushed the cup in his hand.
The porcelain pieces suddenly shattered into pieces, and the warm tea spilled all over the floor.
Qiao Jianhong leaned back, but was still splashed on the face. He took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his face expressionlessly, looking at Xu Shu who also had a blank expression on his face: "It's not that serious."
Xu Shu stood up and pulled out the broken porcelain pieces from his palm one by one. Looking at the thin bloodstains on his hand, his eyes became colder and colder: "Your basis."
"I am close friends with Minister Bai's son, Bai Danchen. As the saying goes, a nephew resembles his uncle. I can tell at a glance. Moreover, Mu Tonghai's child is also named Mu Jinghua."
"Jinghua means to be famous in Jinghua. Even if this Mu Jinghua is not the same Mu Jinghua, the person who named him must not be an illiterate country bumpkin."
"But I heard from Shen Lin'er that Mu Jinghua can read and it was you who taught him."
Xu Shu hummed and fell into deep thought.
He never asked about Mu Jinghua's family affairs because he was afraid of bringing up the young man's sad memories, but now it seems...
Xu Shu stood up and said, "Tell Xiao Ran to personally deliver the gold tomorrow. I have something to tell him."
"Okay." Qiao Jianhong also stood up. "Mu Jinghua is probably kept in the dark too. What's the point of asking him?"
Useless.
But he needed to know.
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When Xu Shu rushed home, Mu Jinghua was tidying up the fields with Qu Xiu and others.
The boy changed out of the light-colored clothes he wore this morning and instead took out an old navy blue robe he had bought before.
He tied up his loose sleeves with a red headband, and also tied a red headband on his head, pulling his hair up high, revealing his shiny forehead and bright red pregnancy mole.
The sun was shining from behind him.
He is as beautiful as a painting.
An indescribable feeling rose in Xu Shu's heart, nervousness, relief, and joy, all mixed together chaotically, so he stopped and wanted to appreciate it quietly.
Mu Jinghua stood on a small hill with his hands on his hips.
Qu Xiu was standing at the foot of the hill, a whole head shorter than Mu Jinghua, and was shouting at the people the village chief had brought to line up.
The village chief found five men, all of whom were pale, thin and bony.
Xu Shu frowned, but didn't say anything.
Although farming is physical work, they grow herbs rather than crops in the traditional sense.
In the eyes of villagers who are used to doing farm work, and even Shen Guang, this thing is more like the cabbage in their own vegetable garden that can be grown with a little water and does not require much effort.
Therefore, the village chief should have found a few people whose families were in financial difficulty and could not even afford to eat to help, which could also be considered as poverty alleviation.
Xu Shu has no objection to poverty alleviation, as long as he doesn't make jokes and works seriously.
After Mu Jinghua finished the sign language, he put his hands on his waist again, and Qu Xiu translated to the men in a loud voice: "The five of you line up. The one on the left is the eldest, followed by the second, third, fourth, and fifth. Do you remember who you are?"
It seemed like someone responded softly, and Mu Jinghua nodded slightly with a satisfied look on his face.
Xu Shu was amused by his smug look and smiled softly.
Qu Xiu continued to translate: "We need to plant two different kinds of medicinal herbs on this piece of land. Two of you should make a ridge in the middle of the land so that we can distinguish the two herbs in the future. You are the first one and the second one."
"For the remaining three people, the third one will sort the seeds, the fourth one will fetch water, and the fifth one will dig the hole."
"After working for an hour, you can take a break for a cup of tea. The boss will provide tea and cakes."
"When you have finished repairing, go and do what the brother behind you is doing. Every time you repair, you will be replaced."
The man standing at the end raised his hand weakly: "Master Qu, what should I do if I don't have any brothers behind me?"
Qu Xiu was also a little confused. He looked at Mu Jinghua, and Mu Jinghua pointed at the boss.
Qu Xiu said, "The boss is behind you."
Lao Wu also said, "Just go around in circles."
Mu Jinghua nodded, finally willing to put down his hands on his waist, and began to gesture: "According to the price Shen Guang agreed with you at the beginning, four hours a day, a meal at noon, 20 coins a day."
But as soon as he finished the gesture, he put his hands on his hips again.
Xu Shu then tiptoed around to his back, reached under his waist, gently grasped his arm, and lifted him up.
Mu Jinghua lifted his feet off the ground. He was stunned for two seconds, then he smelled a familiar smell coming from the air and grinned.
He subconsciously opened his mouth and said, "Xu Shu."
Xu Shu couldn't hear, so he just asked Qu Xiu: "Are you done?"
Qu Xiu was a little slow to react and could only call out dumbly, "Brother Xu."
Then he stared at Mu Jinghua's feet off the ground.
Mu Jinghua's feet were shaking in the air, trying to get Xu Shu to put him down.
Xu Shu refused, but looked at the five people: "Everyone understands, so let's get to work."
Lao Wu laughed and said first, "Hello, Boss."
The other four followed suit and shouted, "Hello, Boss."
Xu Shu frowned, he put Mu Jinghua down, and explained solemnly: "I am not the boss, Xiao Mujin is."
The fifth brother said, "Yes, yes, Master Mu is the boss, and you are the boss's husband."
Mr. Dong...
Xu Shu raised his lips unconsciously and asked Lao Wu: "What's your name?"
"Li Agui." The man straightened his back.
"You are good," Xu Shu nodded, "work hard, and you will get benefits in the future."
Li Agui responded immediately and said, "Master and Master, take care."
Xu Shu laughed out loud, put his arm around Mu Jinghua's waist, and asked him, "Let's go?"
Mu Jinghua's ears turned red and he pushed Xu Shu away embarrassedly, wanting to refuse but also to welcome.
But Xu Shu pulled him and started running.
The winter wind is already so strong that it hurts people's faces.
Mu Jinghua was not interested in these things. He was looking at Xu Shu who was running in front of him.
Xu Shu's hair was long enough for him to wear a hair crown like Xiao Ran, but Xu Shu was a commoner and could not wear a white jade crown. He also did not seem to like wearing anything and always simply tied his hair up.
At this moment, the wind blew his hair away, and a strand of hair fell on Mu Jinghua's face, feeling a little itchy, with a faint scent of black bamboo.
Mu Jinghua lowered his head to avoid the itch, and then saw Xu Shu pulling his hand. Xu Shu's hands were big, with distinct joints, and as white as jade.
But it’s also very warm.
very warm.
Mu Jinghua's eyes were slightly dazed, and he didn't notice Xu Shu stopped. He stumbled and bumped into him, his nose felt sore and painful, and physiological tears kept welling up.
Xu Shu was also stunned by the collision, and quickly turned back to look at Mu Jinghua. Seeing his eyes were red and his voice was shaking, he said, "Xiao Mujin, where did you get hit? Let me see."
Mu Jinghua rubbed the tip of his nose in grievance, and Xu Shu immediately took over and rubbed it gently for him, asking as he rubbed: "Let Qi Huairen take a look? Does it hurt here? How about here?"
Mu Jinghua shook his head one by one, and seeing Xu Shu's brows furrowed in worry, he raised his hand to rub them open.
Qi Huairen's voice suddenly came from behind: "Xu Shu?"
Xu Shu quickly stood up and planned to let Qi Huairen come and take a look.
However, Mu Jinghua did not retract his hand, and it happened to fall at a certain place.
Mu Jinghua's thoughts were also distracted by Qi Huairen, so he didn't think about what was in his hand at all. He just followed his original instinct and rubbed it gently.
Xu Shu's body suddenly stiffened, and then he grabbed Mu Jinghua's hand with lightning speed.
But it was too late. Xu Shu glanced at the obviously awkward outer robe, then half-knelt down and asked Qi Huairen, "What's the matter?"
Qi Huairen was puzzled: "What are you doing squatting?"
Xu Shu said quickly: "Little Mujin's foot is injured, I want to carry him!"
Mu Jinghua didn't understand what was going on and was still confused about what he had just touched. When he heard Xu Shu say that his foot was injured, he looked at Xu Shu strangely.
Why is Xu Shu so abnormal today?