Mo Shaoli met Cheng Nuo for the first time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She had no idea such a person existed.

Before coming to Huguo Temple, she had also guessed what kind of person Cheng Nuo was, who had full control over all the properties of the eldest princess. According to her speculation, since he used to be his grandfather's advisor, even if he was not seventy or eighty years old, he should be in his fifties and sixties, in short, he should be an old master.

But the person in front of him is clearly only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a tall figure, clear eyebrows, and exquisite clothes.

Mo Shaoli turned around to look at Mama Qin.

Mama, are you sure he's not impersonating?

Mama Qin saw the confusion in her eyes, stepped forward and said, "Girl, he is Mr. Cheng that the old slave said." ”

Or is it really?

Mo Shaoli turned his head and looked at Cheng Nuo again.

Cheng Nuo was looking at her in a daze, and a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes, as if he was surprised and sad.

Seeing that he was only staring at his own girl, Mama Qin didn't come to see him, so she hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Cheng, this is the little lady, the seventh girl of the Mo family." ”

Cheng Nuo came back to his senses, quickly covered his eyes, showed a warm smile on his face, and said to Mo Shaoli: "In the next Cheng Nuo, I have seen Mo Qi girl!" ”

Mo Shaoli had already caught the flash in his eyes, but he smiled back quietly: "Mr. Cheng." ”

"Miss Mo Qi, please." Cheng Nuo led Mo Shaoli to the pavilion and sat down.

After Mo Shaoli sat down, he found that this pavilion was actually an ordinary hexagonal pavilion, but a layer of fine bamboo curtains was added around the pavilion. I don't know how the bamboo curtain is made, in such a cold and windy weather, I can't feel a trace of wind coming in in the pavilion, but the light can shine in through the curtain.

She nodded inwardly.

Although this man looks young, he has a lot of thoughts.

The pavilion is surrounded by emptiness, there are no rocks, and there are no flowers and trees, and it is clear to see the outside in the pavilion, but there is nothing to know about the outside of the pavilion. Meeting here is a way to avoid being spied on and overheard.

There was no one else in the pavilion except Cheng Nuo, the water in the small copper kettle on the small red clay stove in the corner was steaming, and the tea set and tea leaves on the low table by the stove were ready.

Mama Qin picked up the copper kettle from the fire, brewed tea, served it to the two, and retreated to the door.

Mo Shaoli looked at Mama Qin, who was advancing and retreating freely here, and suddenly thought: I don't know if when my mother was alive, was it also in this pavilion that she met Cheng Nuo in this way to hand over the accounts and money?

She remembered the few times she followed her mother to Huguo Temple, she always ran around the temple with the maids, and didn't care what her mother did. I only remember that every time my mother would take Mama Qin to listen to the scriptures for half an hour, maybe my mother met Cheng Nuo here in those half hours?

It's not easy to be a mother!

She can't lose her property and leave it alone, and she doesn't dare to let her father know that she has worked hard to support herself, and she has to have Cheng Nuo and Mama Qin help her!

Mo Shaoli's thoughts drifted, and he couldn't help but get up, and drank the tea silently.

Cheng Nuo, who was opposite, picked up the tea and drank it slowly with his head down, but there was another turbulent wave in his heart.

The seven girls of Mofu, the daughter of the young lady, look almost exactly the same as the original young lady! .

Cheng Nuo has lived with his master on Kunlun Mountain since he can remember, and the master has never told him about his parents, and he never asks. When he was twelve years old, his master died, and he followed his master's last wish and went down the mountain to join the protector general who was resisting foreign invasion in the grassland at that time.

After hearing that he had reported the name of his master, the general stayed with him. When he returned to Beijing to report on his work, he took him back to the capital.

Cheng Nuo always remembered the day he followed the general back to his house, and when Wu Zhao, the young lady of the General's Mansion outside the Hanging Flower Gate, saw them, she flew over like a butterfly, amazing his world. She was ten years old that year, wearing a green dress, bright eyes and bright teeth, skin like congealed cream, and her smile was the brightest sunshine in spring.

In the days of the General's Palace, although he was still young, he gradually showed his ability to be proficient in arithmetic and good at general affairs. Therefore, when the general followed the emperor on the Northern Expedition again, he left him in Beijing to manage the affairs of the palace and take care of Wu Zhao's mother and daughter.

Soon after the general left Beijing, the bad news returned to the general's mansion, and the general died on the battlefield to save the emperor. The general's wife, who was already sick, fainted when she heard the news, and it didn't take long for her to follow the general, and the general's lady Wu Zhao was accepted as a righteous daughter by the Queen Mother, renamed Song Zhao, and was given the title of Princess Hui'an, and was brought up in the palace by the Queen Mother.

Before entering the palace, the young lady almost scattered all her family wealth and sent the people of the General's Mansion.

Cheng Nuo chose to stay, he couldn't forget the sadness in the eyes of the young lady when she stood in front of the tomb of the general and the general's wife, she was so lonely and desperate.

He couldn't bear it, and he didn't want to leave her.

At that time, Cheng Nuo didn't expect that after Wu Zhao entered the palace, he would never have the opportunity to see her again, and only learned from the sporadic news in the palace that she was doing well in the palace.

He was also relieved, and he was at ease guarding her home in the General's Mansion.

Year after year, they all grew up.

That day, he was feeding the fish she left behind by the lake in the back garden, and remembered that she once said to him with the corners of her mouth slightly curled: "You can't feed the fish too much, they will be strangled to death!" ”

His expression unconsciously became gentle.

I don't know what she has become now when she grows up?

The little sand dust ran over in a panic: "Sir, eldest princess...... The eldest princess was given the marriage by the Queen Mother, and the fourth lord of Mofu ......"

Shachen had been by his side for a long time, and he already knew his thoughts.

Cheng Nuo's expression froze, and the fish food scattered from his hands, fluttering on the surface of the lake, causing the fish in the lake to scramble.

On the day she got married, he chased the sedan chair all the way to the gate of Mofu, hidden in the crowd watching the excitement, and watched her slender back disappear into the gate of Mofu.

That night, he drank alone by the lake in the back garden of the General's Mansion until dawn.

Originally, he thought that he would never see each other again in this life, and he could only be silently lonely in the general's mansion until he grew old. Unexpectedly, one day, she actually appeared in the General's Mansion again and asked him if he would like to help her take charge of all the family business.

He had no reason to refuse, and he didn't want to.

Because only in this way can he stay by her side openly.

Although she chose the pony herself, he always felt that she was not happy after getting married.

For the next eight years, he was able to see her once a year, spend half an hour with her, and talk a lot.

Although he didn't care about Fengyue at all, he was satisfied.

That day, he was in the porcelain shop to accept a new batch of blue and white porcelain, and heard the guy next to him whispering.

"Did you hear that? The fourth wife of the Mo family...... It turned out that the eldest princess of Hui'an died on the cliff in Luoji Mountain! ”

"Wouldn't it? Isn't Mrs. Mo Si about to give birth? How do you get to Luoji Mountain? ”

"I heard it's ......"

Although this porcelain shop is Wu Zhao's shop, because she never shows up in the shop, the guys only know that Cheng Nuo is the shopkeeper, but they don't know that the eldest princess is the owner, so they dare to talk about it so grandly.

Because they were afraid that the shopkeeper was there, their voices were very small, but when that very small voice fell on Cheng Nuo's ears, it was like five thunderbolts.

With a "click", the blue and white porcelain thin-necked bottle in his hand slid to the ground, making a heartbreaking sound.

Later, even though he didn't want to believe it, she was really gone.

In those days, Cheng Nuo didn't know how he came over.

Drunk all day long, drunk and dreaming of death, wandering in memories.

It took him a full year to come back to life.

All her property is still in his hands, how can he let himself be depressed regardless of it, at least he has to deliver her things to the people she wants to deliver, so as to live up to her trust.

But he only knew that she had left a daughter, but he had never seen her, and he did not know who she wanted to give the family business to.

Since last autumn, Cheng Nuo has been waiting for Mama Qin, but he has not waited, he also asked people to go to Mo's Mansion to inquire about the news, and after learning that Mama Qin was kicked out of the grange by Mrs. Mo, she was taken back by Mrs. Mo and sent to a house to recuperate.

Although Cheng Nuo knew Mama Qin's residence at that time, he didn't dare to rush to see her.

He could only wait.

For this reason, he bought a new house near Mo's house.

Finally, Mama Qin came to tell him: "Miss left the family property to Little Miss, that is, the seventh girl of Mofu. ”

Now, her daughter is sitting in front of him.

looks very similar to her mother, with bright eyes and bright teeth, skin like clotted fat, and a smile as bright as the spring sun.

In a trance, he seemed to be back to the day when he first entered the General's Mansion.

At that time, Wu Zhao was also so big, so beautiful, and delicate and picturesque.

"Mr. Cheng?" Mo Shaoli's soft voice sounded.