The prime minister is a disciple

Chapter 7

"Junior Sister, we are leaving, we will visit you later." Mu Fuyuan said goodbye to Puyang Yaoyi with a smile, but the latter's reaction was not the same.

With a snort of dissatisfaction from his nose, Puyang Yaoyi's face was as black as black beans.

Come to visit later? She doesn't want to see two dying people at the door as soon as she went out like before, and look at the furniture in her house, most of which were destroyed by these two people last night.

One more time? Then she's moving.

Knowing that this junior sister has always been such a knife-mouthed bean curd, Mu Fuyuan just smiled, and then pulled Yun Feng, who was still wanting to say something, to say goodbye.

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In the forest in the early morning, the traveler's clothes and hair are wet with thin mist.

"Your junior sister is really arrogant." Yun Fengchao muttered, the voice was not loud, but it was just enough for Mu Fuyuan to hear.

Nodding in agreement, Mu Fuyuan said, "But she healed the injury on your foot."

"How can there be on my feet..." Yun Fengchao, who wanted to refute, suddenly recalled the night of the assassination, as if there was such a thing.

Because on the second day after that, I could move freely, so I forgot about the injury. Thinking about it now, Puyang Yaoyi's medical skills are really terrifying.

Even so, Yun Fengchao still reluctantly said: "But she didn't..." kicked me out of the house?

Yun Fengchao won't say the second half of the sentence even if he is tearing his face, after all, it is good to remember the food, and he doesn't need to talk about it often.

Mu Fuyuan smiled knowingly, and pointed to a big tree beside him.

"Have you ever eaten this?" It is a kind of mushroom that grows tenaciously under the tree, nourished by dew and rain.

Yun Fengchao knelt down and looked at the mushroom carefully.

A small fan-shaped head with a pattern on it, just like when the color blank is smiling at himself...what do you want to do with that color blank!

"Is this edible?" I remember Chuntao said that mushrooms in the wild, especially mushrooms that grow strangely. Strange what is that?

Shaking his head, Mu Fuyuan reached out and picked one of them, and put it in his mouth.

"You want to commit suicide!" If you can't eat it, you still put it in your mouth. If it's not suicide, what is it?

Grabbing Mu Fuyuan, he reached into his mouth and wanted to hook out the mushroom, but the next moment he realized how stupid it was.

Yun Fengchao looked at his index finger and middle finger where a tooth mark was bitten out, somehow, the burning pain in his hand seemed to spread to his face...

Mu Fuyuan smiled warmly, which was different from what he usually saw because of the faint blush on his cheeks.

"My junior sister and I have been relying on these mushrooms for a living before we met our mentor, that is, Prince Jin." As if trying to cover up the weird atmosphere, Mu Fuyuan talked about the past in his childhood.

Yun Fengchao, who was still very nervous, was immediately shocked by Mu Fuyuan's words, and began to wonder whether the person standing in front of him was a human or a ghost.

"You won't find something normal to eat?"

"There used to be a lot of woodcutters living at the foot of Xieyang Mountain, so before we go out to look for food, we always wait for those woodcutters to leave." He still smiled warmly, but there seemed to be a trace of melancholy in his eyes.

"Then you don't need to eat this..."

"Because everyone comes here for food, isn't it?"

Yun Fengchao was stunned, he had been living in the imperial palace, never thought about this.

Master Qian once said that the prosperity and decline of a country cannot be without rich people, nor without beggars, nor without bad people, nor can it be all bad people.

If, as a king of a country, you can't feed the whole country, then let most people not go hungry.

Yun Fengchao, who has always believed that these words are the truth, now his eyes are blurred for some reason, and the moist moisture cannot be wiped away no matter how much he wipes.

"Then did you have..." hated him, the useless emperor.

Mu Fuyuan shook his head slowly but firmly.

"Why...what?" The words he asked were dumb and powerless. It was because of his weakness and incompetence that the Fengji Kingdom had to go to war every year, and the people were in dire straits.

Pulling Yun Fengchao up with a smile, Mu Fuyuan walked slowly on the mountain road.

"If I hate you, will the sky drop food for us?"

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There is a small village at the foot of the mountain, the folk customs are simple and very hospitable, just look at Yun Fengchao and Mu Fuyuan being forced into the house by that woman, and you will know that they are trying to clean up the dust for the guests.

But God knows they were just passing by.

"My lord, just come in and have a meal, don't be polite." Holding Yun Fengchao's hand desperately, the woman's eyes shone with a strange brilliance.

I knew that her two unfit daughters would have a good marriage, don't you? Here are two handsome gentlemen.

Looking at the young man in white with a gentle smile and a face like a peach blossom, her heart skipped a beat, he just matched with a big flower!

Although this red-haired boy is a little younger, but looking at his handsome and evil facial features, he is so handsome and domineering no matter how you look at it!

Xiaohua and Dahua are really blessings from the previous life! If she was more than ten years younger, it would not be their turn.

Yun Fengchao really wanted to break away the hand that was holding on to him, but he hadn't eaten for a long time and was overworked, the strength that he didn't care about at first became infinitely powerful.

And what annoyed him the most was that this aunt was really eating what was in the bowl and looking at what was in the pot, and she actually pulled him while staring at that color.

"Auntie, we are just passing by here..."

Suddenly, the stalemate among the three people made a sound like a drum beating through the belly.

The woman smiled triumphantly, looked at Yunfeng and said, "My lord, can you leave after eating?"

Staring at Mu Fuyuan who was holding back his laughter, Yun Fengchao once again felt that it was only a matter of time before the Prime Minister was abolished.