The head of the Mu family

Is Chapter 68 considered heretical?

A few days later, when Qi Luan was taking his pulse and checking his studies, he asked:

"Is that 'Spring Contending' that's all the rage in Yedu from your shop?"

"Hmm! Hmm? Third Master~"

There really was only one of those, and it really sold.

And I really will never make the same thing again.

If you want to give it to a girl you like, I can customize one for you.

"I thought it was just a gimmick, but it turns out it's true!"

"It's true, but it's also a publicity stunt."

"Okay, I'll come to your shop another day. I didn't even get a second glance at it when I delivered the plaque last time."

"It would be an honor for our humble abode to have Third Master's presence!"

Stop flattering me!

As he spoke, he flicked Mu Huaisheng's forehead with his hand.

"Let's go take a look tomorrow then~"

Mu Huaisheng: Sigh! Another handsome guy I cherish is gone~

The next day, the Third Master asked the Young Master if he was going.

The young master wanted to go back to find love, so the third master took the Moon Palace with him.

Seeing that the sun was approaching noon, Mu Huaisheng said:

"Third Master, why don't you go to the teahouse next door for a casual meal?"

Should we go to the store again?

"Do you usually have lunch at a teahouse?"

“Our shop assistants eat simple meals, and they eat meat once every seven days. I always eat with them.”

"Why go to a teahouse? I ate there a few years ago when I went to Qifeng Mountain."

Two years ago, when I went out with my eldest son, we often ate simple meals.

"Third Master, we don't have a dining room; we take turns eating in the servants' quarters."

"Chan Gong, go buy three catties of beef and three catties of mutton. We'll eat here for lunch."

The Moon Palace responded immediately and hurried off.

The shop always steams extra buns or other items at lunchtime.

Because, apart from a few people who go home, the others still need to eat dinner.

Luckily I went at noon, and there weren't many people in the store.

As soon as Mu Huaisheng led Qi Luan through the door, all the women in the shop, except for Wanxing, stared wide-eyed.

The several ladies, amidst the bustling crowd, were also trying their best to remain calm.

Mu Huaisheng then took Qi Luan on a tour of the building, upstairs and downstairs.

In the upstairs boutique area, I chose a gold hairpin in a girly style, a pair of earrings, and a pair of children's bracelets.

When it was time to pay downstairs after the package was finished, Mu Huaisheng refused to accept the money.

"Let's keep business and personal matters separate. So, if I give someone a gift in the future, will it be considered a gift from you or a gift from me?"

Looking at the ladies and young women passing by, their gazes both polite and enthusiastic, Mu Huaisheng had an idea.

After settling the bill, Chan Gong returned and led us to a lower room for dinner.

Although the food was simple, the room was kept very clean.

After Mu Huaisheng finished eating with his servants, he prepared to rent a carriage.

"Why rent a carriage? It's not that far."

Didn't you tell everyone in the manor to walk for half an hour after dinner?

Isn't this perfect?

"If you can walk, Third Master, then of course I have no problem either."

They chatted as they walked.

"Third Master~ You are such a gentleman, as beautiful as jade, and unparalleled in the world."

Could you please grant me a piece of your calligraphy?

Stop flattering me! Tell the truth!

It can't be that he's gotten older and developed a hobby of collecting calligraphy and paintings, can he?

"Hehehe~ Third Master, I would like to ask you to write a poem."

You are one of the dream lovers of the noble ladies in the capital. I don't know the other "lovers".

I would like to ask you to write a piece of calligraphy or painting, stamp it with your seal, and then frame it and hang it downstairs in the VIP area.

Hehehe~ Any lady or young lady who comes in and sees this, won't their mood immediately improve?

Ouch~ Ouch~!

Mu Huaisheng was happily daydreaming.

My ear was twisted right there in the street!

Qi Luan lowered his voice and said angrily:

"Listen to what you're saying, there's not a trace of womanly mannerism in you."

She's not exactly a child anymore, yet she has absolutely no ladylike reserve whatsoever!

Mu Huaisheng covered his ears and rubbed them, explaining:

"Third Master, I'm all grown up now, why are you still pulling my ear!"

"Fine, don't write it then, I won't ask you for it anymore!"

"How old? How old? Even if you make a mistake, I'll still pull your ear!"

If you don't memorize your lessons well or write poorly, I'll have to spank your hand!

Mu Huaisheng was a little afraid of this young teacher; his intelligence was so intimidating.

Occasionally, I can be easily blinded by beauty.

However, we can quickly return to reality.

Fortunately, although he was strict, he was indeed quite loyal to me.

After hearing this, he realized that their views differed and that he had said the wrong thing, so he begged for forgiveness:

"Third Master, I was wrong!"

"What's wrong with it?"

Mu Huaisheng was somewhat troubled by this question:

I have a general idea, but I don't quite understand the specifics, and I'm afraid I might say something wrong.

Let's just use the same rhetoric used by men all over the world to deal with it!

"These statements are wrong from beginning to end!"

"Good to know!"

I, Qi Luan, have never thought that it is a good thing for women to stay at home all the time.

You can tell from my constant reminders to study that I've never made you read "Rules and Precepts for Women" before.

"Never before!"

Mu Huaisheng thought about it carefully:

I've never experienced anything like this before; it's so rare in this society.

"We send you to school so that you will understand, know, and abide by etiquette, and so that you will have the means to deal with things when they happen in the future."

Qi Luan's tone softened.

Mu Huaisheng knew that he was a gentleman and treated him with the same gentlemanly heart.

He said seriously:

"It won't happen again!"

Qi Luan reached out and touched Mu Huaisheng's head again, noticing his still bright red ears.

"Does your ear still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it just feels a little burning~"

Hehe~ I have thick skin~

"By the way, those guys outside your door, they look quite skilled, how come they're all disabled?"

"Oh~ they are veterans, they are injured, and others don't think much of them when it comes to work."

The legless Uncle Li you saw was with them.

They can do the work I need, so I bought their services.

"With so many people in your shop, how will the servants live?"

I see there are other women too.

"I bought a small four-story house, just one street away from my shop."

Those veteran uncles, two of them stay behind to watch the warehouse every day, and the others can go back to live there unless there is something else going on.

Oh, the shopkeeper, the craftsman, the three receptionists, Aunt Wu who cleans, and Xiao Jin who parks the car.

They all have homes; they all go back to live there.

"At least I didn't waste my education, and I still have a sense of righteousness in my heart."

Mu Huaisheng: 。 。 。 。 。 。

After returning to the Duke's mansion, Mu Huaisheng resumed his normal work.

Her best friend asked her what happened to her ear. Mu Huaisheng initially wanted to brush it off, but then she thought about it.

The inner conflict of her best friend is actually related to her childhood environment; she was too conventional.

So Mu Huaisheng sighed, and then recounted the events of the day in a vivid and detailed manner.

After hearing this, her best friend laughed until tears streamed down her face. After laughing, she said:

"You actually managed to make your uncle so angry that he twisted your ear!"

My uncle is usually a very well-mannered man, but he was furious after hearing your unorthodox words today.

"Practice your calligraphy well today, and when you go to have your pulse checked and present your calligraphy later, pour tea and apologize."

"Okay~"

But madam, I'm only telling the truth, why can't I say it?

"In this world, there are many things that we women cannot say~ Alas!"

The confidante did not wish to say anything more.

Mu Huaisheng thought that depression should be dealt with slowly, and he should wait until he was more familiar with his handkerchief.

After handing in the written record and taking Qi Luan's pulse that day, he poured tea for Qi Luan and apologized.

Sure enough, Qi Luan became much more amiable.

Mu Huaisheng gave Mr. Tong a task: to recruit people.