The Mu family started his business in Jiangnan. Later, because the head of the family now moved the bookstore business to Jiangnan, he moved his family to the capital. However, the Mu family has existed for the first half of the year, so the Mu family has only had a small number of people moving to the capital, and the Mu family's family is still in Jiangnan.

Jiangnan is soft and restrained, and is a gentle water town. The women born in the water town are as soft as thin willows, as soft as boneless, with a charming look, exquisite and delicate. When Mu Zhao entered Beijing, he was called a stunning look by literati and poets because he had a beautiful Jiangnan face and was full of bookish style in every move.

As for what Mu Qingdao mentioned, Luo Fuchen was the daughter of a down-and-out clan in Jiangnan. When he defected to his aunt who was far away in the capital, he was tied up by a villain and sold to a brothel. Because he was young, he had been trained by a maid. Later, during a festival celebration, he escaped with a maid who was sold to a brothel.

At that time, Luo Fuchen was only eleven or twelve years old, but she was already very charming and charming. When she fled to the capital, it was spring rain. She and her maid stood gracefully on the bridge with an oil-paper umbrella. Even though she was already in a mess, her back was still beautiful, delicate, delicate, and gentle.

When I looked back, my eyes were imprinted into the eyes of the scholar who was sitting in the teahouse and drinking tea. At this point, the dust that had lived in the flower house for three or four years has become a gentle and beautiful woman in Jiangnan among many literary people. Some people even compared her with Mu Zhao, who was famous in Beijing back then.

"Flowing Dust?" Mu Qingtan was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, looking unaware of it.

"I forgot that you don't care about the women in the capital. You must not know about these things to you." Mu Qingdao chuckled and poured Mu Qingtan a glass of wine. "You are probably not curious about a woman in Jiangnan who is called unparalleled beauty."

"Fu Chen? How could she give her daughter's house such a name?" Mu Qingke, who was sitting beside Mu Qingtan, shook her head and sneered, "Fu Sheng is like a dream, how happy is it? You said that she was sold to a flower building when she was young, which is quite consistent with her name."

"My cousin is the pearl in the palm of my aunt and uncle's hand. My life will always be smooth. Don't compare her with that kind of fallen dust. She is a different person. My cousin looks good. People with eyes have a bright ruler in their hearts." Mu Qingtan picked up the wine and drank it slowly.

Xia Yu, who was sitting at the table, naturally heard the words of the Mu family. He was naturally dissatisfied with the comparison of Quan Shenglan with an orphan. Speaking of which, Xia Yu entered the military camp at the age of eleven, so he grew up watching Quan Shenglan grow up. In his eyes, Quan Shenglan is his niece, so how could others compare at will?

In the military camp, there are always winners and losers in the barn. Since the Mu family has sat on this table, Xia Yu, as a member of the general's mansion, can naturally have a heart-to-heart talk with Mu Qingdao with wine.

As a third-rank general, Xia Yu naturally had to take the wine glass that Mu Qingdao Yijie had picked up. If it was an ordinary wine, Mu Qingdao could also drink some of it. However, today, because it was to entertain Mu Zhao's family, Xia Yu specially ran to the famous wine cellar in the capital. All the wines were aged for twenty years, and the wine was very strong.
Chapter completed!