"Let's go, Mr. Wang will come to pick up the master before You hour." Nan Xing saw the corners of his master's eyes and mouth twitching, "Master, why are you thrusting with your face? Could it be that you have a stroke!"

Chen Cong raised his hand and slapped Nan Xing on the head: "I'm fine for you, you just suffered a stroke, and your whole family suffered a stroke!"

Nan Xing touched the back of his head and said honestly: "I am an orphan, and the whole family is your old man!"

Chen Cong felt that if he followed the broken child and he would really have a stroke. He slapped him in the head and snorted, "Get your herbs well!"

"Oh." Nanxing put away the dried herbs in different categories.

Mingruo caught the sturdy man and was in a very good mood. After returning home, he led Zicao, Zisu, and Jiyue to dive into the kitchen to develop new desserts. Meat floss, small shellfish, snowflake crisps, and seaweed biscuits were all arranged.

The next day, when they saw Xunyi and Chu San move out with a big box, Si Haochen suspected that his wife was going to live there for a while.

"Where are you going?" Si Haochen grabbed the little girl who was excitedly rushing into the carriage.

"Go to the National Master's Mansion." Ming Ruo frowned slightly, "Didn't I tell you?"

"No." Si Haochen shook his head with certainty.

"You ate a lot of new pastries yesterday and said that seaweed biscuits are delicious..."

"So what?" Are there any necessary connections between these two things?

"I said I would give some to my senior brother to try." Isn't Si Haochen's memory very good? Why is he still losing his memory!

Si Haochen remembered what Mingruo said. However, he thought that he would send someone to the National Master Mansion like before, but he didn't expect that the little girl would just send it to him personally.

"Well, let's go." Si Haochen also got on the carriage.

"You don't ride a horse?"

These two days, Si Haochen rode a horse and sent her to the place to do her own business. According to Mingruo's understanding, it is the ancient version - sending her girlfriend to work, picking her girlfriend off work, and occasionally going out to eat and go shopping together.

"I haven't been to the National Master's Mansion yet." Si Haochen answered for granted.

"Oh." Mingruo thought this reason was quite reliable. After all, with his senior brother's temperament, he would definitely not invite anyone to visit the mansion. The house where the National Master lives was very mysterious at first glance.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the National Master's Mansion. Zelan, who had been waiting at the gate, hurried forward to greet him, leading Ming Ruo and Si Haochen into the National Master's Mansion.

The layout of the National Master Mansion is really a Feng Shui treasure land with mountains and waters on the back. As soon as you enter the mansion, there is a winding bamboo forest with deep paths. When you walk through the stone path, you will see a big lake. There is a small island in the middle of the lake, and there are two islands on the island. I don’t know if it is a thatched hut or a thatched pavilion. It is a house, and there are bamboo mats around it, which are not only breathable but also light. It is a pavilion, but also walls, doors and windows.

"I'll go and take a boat now." Zelan slapped his head, "The boat is usually useless, so I'll put it in the warehouse."

"You don't usually go to the island?" Ming Ruo was a little curious.

"Go." Zelan was about to find someone to move a boat when she saw Prince Yun use his light skills and bring the princess, and in the blink of an eye he arrived on the island.

Zelan hurriedly followed, his light skills were not as good as Prince Yun, and he had to borrow strength from the secret stake.

Seeing that Zelan occasionally wanted to click on the lake, Mingruo, with his surprisingly good eyes, found that seven wooden stakes were nailed half a foot below the lake, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper.

"What are you looking at? You're so serious?" Jun Che held an exquisite small bamboo basket in his hand, wearing a white shark gauze robe, half-tied ink hair, and his sleeves fluttered like a scattered immortal.

"Senior Brother." Mingruo smiled so hard that his eyebrows were curved.

"Come in and sit." Jun Che opened the bamboo fence climbing the vine rose and greeted Mingruo and the others in.

The courtyard is very delicately decorated, with bonsai scattered among them, and there are many ferns that appreciate the leaves. There is a small squid maple in front of the courtyard. The maple leaves are beautiful golden red, making it the few bright colors in this elegant courtyard.

The eaves of the thatched hut were very wide, and a wooden platform extended in front of the house, with a tea table and mattress woven rush.

Zelan also walked into the yard: "Young Master."

"Take this fruit and wash it." Jun Che handed the bamboo basket in his hand to Zelan.

"Okay." Zelan took the bamboo basket and walked towards the backyard.

Mingruo thought the yard was interesting everywhere, and his two big eyes were spinning.

Jun Che is an understanding senior brother, and he smiled and said, "Senior brother will take you to see around."

"Okay." Mingruo nodded quickly.

The yard is not big, and the view in the front yard is basically clear at a glance. When I came to the back yard, I saw Zelan washing cherries and loquats with a bamboo tube to draw the water from the spring.

A small silver-white object squatted at his feet, pulling the corner of Zeran's robe with his little paws.

Zelan said helplessly: "These are what the young master picked for the junior sister. If you want to eat it, I will pick it for you later!"

Seeing that there was no hope for the request, the little thing took a few steps back, first assisted, then jumped onto the stone platform with a swish. Ah woo, swallowed a loquat directly, and then yes ah woo...

Mingruo doubted her eyes a little. If she read it correctly, this was a silver fox. But her enthusiasm for eating fruits is higher than that of a rabbit...

"Hey hey... you don't eat fruits." Zelan quickly rescued the few loquats. He felt that the fox had taken the wrong medicine today.

Jun Che walked forward, grabbed the fur on the back of the silver fox's neck, and lifted it up. The little guy screamed twice, expressing that he didn't like this position.

"If you do something wrong, you will send it to the mature skin workshop and make a fox fur scarf." Jun Che put the silver fox on the ground and signaled it to stay wherever it cooled. The silver fox took proud steps and drilled into a cluster of phoenix-tail ferns.

The three of them sat at the tea table, and Zelan brought the washed cherries and loquats.

"Is that little fox a pet raised by his senior brother?" Ming Ruo did not expect that a senior brother who is not in the world would keep pets.

"The master picked up the frostfall from the snow-capped mountains. It was originally raised in Lingyun Peak. When I went back two years ago, it hid it in my carriage and went down the mountain.

Last winter, Ansen came to deliver things, so I asked him to take them back to the master. He bit the cage halfway and ran back..." Jun Che also had no choice but to deal with this little guy, and he was sticky and sticky every day like a dog's skin plaster.

Maybe I knew it was talking about it. The little guy rubbed against Jun Che and urged Jun Che's hand with his furry head, obviously he wanted to rub Maomao.

Jun Che pushed it away with his finger: "From today, you will be called scarf."

"Puff." The name of Senior Brother is really meaningful, "This fox must be female."
Chapter completed!