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"Big brother, do you have any money?" Mo Shaobai asked.

"Silver?" Mo Shaosong was stunned for a moment, "Do you want silver to go to the literary society?" ”

"That's nature!" Mo Shaobai glanced at the purse on Mo Shaosong's waist, "The people who talk about poetry and papers in the club are all famous talents in the capital, and they also want to guide you to write poems and essays, how can you go in casually?" ”

Mo Shaosong pinched his purse: "Twenty taels of silver should be available." ”

"That's enough!" Mo Shaobai was very happy in his heart, and he didn't need the carriage and horses in the house, so he asked the personal servant to find a carriage, dragged Mo Shaosong into the car, and went straight to Liuhua Hutong on Dongsi Street.

In Fengyi Garden, Mo Shaoli slowly sewed Mo Si's new boots, and listened to Luzhu reply: "...... After the slave and maid climbed out of the back garden wall, they chased in the direction that Lin Cong said. When he found them, he originally planned to bring down the two mothers-in-law and force Huang Que to write a letter and bring them back to the third young master. Before he could make a move, he saw the two mothers-in-law searching for Huang Que for a while, and turned out a purse.

The mother-in-law scavenged the silver from the purse, but threw the empty purse out of the window. The slave maid saw the word 'finch' embroidered on the purse, and thought of what the snow kite had said, the yellow finch once held the yellow bird purse embroidered with the word "finch" to show people, saying that it was given to her by the third young master, and suddenly had an idea in her heart.

After the slave maid changed her appearance slightly, she pretended to be a golden sparrow, and spent money to find two mothers-in-law to help perform a play...... The slave followed the young man all the way back to Beijing, and the young man had now arrived at Willow Hutong and was squatting not far from the gate of the house. ”

After listening to her, Mo Shaoli nodded: "You don't have to go, change Lin Cong to keep an eye on him." ”

Not long after, Lin Cong came in with a message: "...... After the third young master saw the purse, he asked the young man a few words, and then grabbed the purse and went straight to Chunhui Courtyard! There is no suspicion that the yellow finch is a fake. ”

Mo Shaoli smiled: "It's going to be lively again!" ”

I wonder how Wu will respond?

The snow kite slipped out and went around, came back and said, "After the third young master rushed to the gate of Chunhui Courtyard with a blue face, he suddenly stopped and did not go in to confront the eldest lady. Later, the eldest young master came out of the Chunhui Courtyard, muttered to the third young master for a while, and then followed him out of the house. ”

"Mo Shaosong and Mo Shaobai went out of the house together?" Mo Shaoli felt incomprehensible.

The big house and the second room have been competing in secret, Mo Jiao and Mo Xiao brothers are incompatible, Wu and Huang are not very compatible, and the gods are more and more separated. The relationship between the girls in the two rooms is good, but the young masters rarely interact with each other, especially Mo Shaosong's stuffy temperament, and he is not close to the brothers in the house.

Mo Shaobai probably had all kinds of concerns, so he didn't dare to go to the Wu family to tear his face.

Mo Shaoli can understand.

But how could he, who had just been calculated by the Wu family, suddenly have a better relationship with Mo Shaosong? Still going shopping together?

No matter how you think about it, it feels like there's a conspiracy!

Mo Shaoli suddenly looked forward to it: "Tell your brother to pay attention to when they will come back, and report to me." ”

But at night, there was no news of Mo Shaosong and Mo Shaobai from Lin Cong.

"It's weird! What the hell are you going to do? Although Mo Shaoli muttered in his heart, he still fell asleep early as usual.

They do what they like to do, anyway, it has nothing to do with her, she is just a standpoint onlookers, and she will know tomorrow if there is anything.

The next day, Mo Shaoli finished grooming and was about to go to Jiashan Hall, when Xue Kite brought news: "The third young master came back early in the morning, and the eldest young master has not seen anyone yet." ”

"You say...... Will Mo Shaobai sell Mo Shaosong? Mo Shaoli said with a smile.

The two young masters in the second room don't know who to follow, and their temperaments are a little gloomy, wilted and wilted. Mo Shaobai suffered a loss from the Wu family, and he didn't dare to come to the door directly, it was very likely that he would make up his mind with Mo Shaosong in Mu Ne, and the revenge of the curve was unknown.

"Sold?" Snow Kite exclaimed, "How can it? The eldest young master is the young master! How could the third young master sell him? The eldest lady only has one son, the eldest young master, where can she spare the third young master? ”

Mo Shaoli: "......"

"This 'sell', not that 'sell'!"

"What's that 'selling'?"

"We'll find out later, I'll go to Jiashan Hall to find out the situation first, you are busy with your going." Mo Shaoli got up and walked out, "Luzhu and Qingcheng follow me to Jiashan Hall." ”

"Girl, the slave maid has nothing to be busy with, and the slave maid is also going to Jiashan...... "Snow Kite said this, and suddenly said to the girl that she was busy, and she went out for a stroll.

When Mo Shaoli arrived at Jiashan Hall, in addition to Mrs. Mo, there were only people in the third room in the house.

Because Wu and other people she didn't like were not there, Mo Shaoli sat in Jiashan Hall for a while longer, listening to Xue and Mrs. Mo talking: "...... Some time ago, I received a letter from the old man, saying that the yam had been loaded and set off at the beginning of last month, and it should have arrived according to the time of previous years, but we have not seen anyone so far. Yesterday, Hua'er went out to investigate, and heard that it had been snowing in the northwest for more than ten days, and I thought it was delayed on the road. ”

Mrs. Mo likes to drink yam porridge, and the yam produced in Liangzhou, where Mo San's old man Mo is located, is snow-white and smooth, and the taste is soft and sweet and glutinous, and the porridge is the best. Therefore, Mo Ta will let people transport yams into Beijing every year in winter. Mo Fu can't eat it himself, and it is also a good gift to give it out as a favor.

"I don't know where I went? It's better to let people follow the road to greet them! This year, I promised someone to send yams, but I can't fool them! Especially your cousin of the Lu family, she needs this porridge to replenish her body. Mrs. Mo said a little unhappily, complaining in her heart that Mo Ta didn't let people set off early, but she was going to be delayed on the road by the heavy snow.

But she didn't think about it, Mo Tao bought the best yam every year when it was just on the market, and immediately let people load the car and set off, where could they go earlier?

When Mo Shaoli heard Xue's talk about "Blizzard", he couldn't sit still when he thought about what was in his heart, and then he heard that Mrs. Mo began to make trouble with Sanfang again, so she couldn't stay any longer, and got up to leave.

Back at Fengyi Garden, the snow kite has not returned.

Mo Shaoli wrote a good letter to Cheng Nuo, and was debating whether to go to the Lotus Academy class in the morning, when the snow kite ran in from outside the door: "Girl! The girl was right! It's really lively now! ”

She stopped when she said this, and looked left and right: "Sister Zixuan is not there?" ”

Mo Shaoli looked at her ghostly appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "Your sister Zixuan has gone to reconcile with the purchase." Anyway, did the big house and the second room fight? ”