Chapter 1: Relocation

   Chapter 1 Back to Beijing

  On the official road, a half-new ordinary carriage with a half-new indigo blue curtain and a half-new or old carriage was rushing towards the capital. The speed was neither fast nor slow, and the wheels made a slight creaking and rhythmic sound.

   It's almost noon, even though it's in the spring of March, the sun is shining like this, and the car is tight and airless, and I still feel a little stuffy.

Mu Jin lifted the curtain of the car a little irritably and looked out. With a glance out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that the little girl's lips were about to move, and Dayou started another round of persuasion. She hurriedly lowered the curtain, and rushed to please. She shook her hand and smiled: "I won't watch it, I won't watch it!"

  Little girl, she changed her name to Buckwheat, she is honest and loyal, and her nagging skills are especially good. Mu Jin is embarrassed to admit that she is a little afraid of her nagging.

  Buckwheat made her feel a little embarrassed by calling her such a move, and shouted in protest and disapproval: "Gege!"

In the end, I couldn't help but turn on the chatter function again: "When we return to the Four Baylor Mansion, you must be careful, Gege, you must not do any more unruly behaviors, the master is the most important. Little braid, send Gege to Zhuangzi for another two or three years. It's not that the servants say arrogant words. You will never want to see the face of the master in your life. Hey, don't take it seriously! Yes, yes , this slave knows that you want to go back to Zhuangzi to continue farming, but you can't do it for a lifetime? When you get old, you will be helpless—"

   "I know it! My good buckwheat, I understand the truth!" I don't know if you can read it a hundred or eighty times and understand it?

   "What's the use of knowing? You have to change!"

   "Well, change!"

   "Don't perfunctory slave maids, you have to change, first of all you have to forget about planting vegetables and farming. You can only hold the master in your heart!"

   Mu Jin looked up at her: "But—"

  Buckwheat didn't wait for her to finish speaking and rushed to the front to emphasize: "Especially those few broken pepper seedlings!"

  Mu Jin almost jumped up and corrected: "That's the latest variety I cultivated, Spicy No. 3! It's too good a baby!"

  Buckwheat: ""

   "Gege!" Who can understand the powerlessness of the loyal girl Wangtian?

Mu Jin's heart softened, this girl was pitiful, she hurriedly softened her voice and said, "You, don't be so nervous, since we have returned to the residence this time, I will naturally make another plan. As for Zhuangzi, at least for now, I am not I'll think about it again. If I kill someone again, how can I still go to Zhuangzi? Oh, I'm afraid I'll go directly to the West! I don't want to die yet, and I won't let you die. Both of us, master and servant, will be fine. "

  Buckwheat's face turned pale, "Is it really that serious?"

Mu Jinjian frightened her, clapped her hand lightly, smiled and comforted: "No one has far-sighted, there will be near-term worries, I'm just planning for the worst. It's a good thing that the fourth master's mansion respects the rules. As long as we follow the rules, no one can easily catch our mistakes, you don't have to be afraid. There is me!"

  Buckwheat heaved a sigh of relief and nodded with a complicated expression, "Then you have to promise slaves, don't think about farming and vegetables, just think about the master."

  Mu Jin: ""

   "Alright, alright, just think of your master!" Mu Jin had no choice but to deal with this stubborn girl.

   Buckwheat said again: "Master is not only the master of slaves, but also your master."

   "Yes, yes, our master!" Mu Jin looked at the sky.

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