Mo Zhong nodded, and Yu Guang swept to see the current head of the house, his daughter-in-law Lin entered the door with her daughter, and then motioned to Ming Shumo: "This is my daughter-in-law Lin Qiushui, this is my granddaughter Mo Qingyun, Qingyun, don't hurry up to meet the Duke of Jiuli." ”

Mo Qingyun looked at her mother on the side, and when she saw that she also nodded, she hurriedly made a public salute and said softly: "The little woman Mo Qingyun, I have seen the Ming Gong of Jiuli, and I have admired the name for a long time. ”

There was shyness and admiration in this soft voice, and others knew at first sight that this was Mo Zhong recommending his own granddaughter to Ming Shumo, and other concubines pulled their daughters but didn't have a chance to step forward, looking at the joy on Lin Qiushui's face, they couldn't help but feel resentful in their hearts, but helplessly, they were in the main room, and their status and dignity could not be compared.

Ming Shumo naturally saw Mo Zhong's intentions, and stroked the shy girl who was saluting below, and said gently: "Miss Mo praises falsely, please get up." ”

Mo Qingyun was happy in his heart, raised his eyes and looked carefully, the son sitting on the seat was polite and gentle, with a soft smile that made people drunk, with an elegant temperament in his gestures, so that he was even more otherworldly, handsome and delicate, thinking that when his mother came and said that this might be her husband in the future, Mo Qingyun was sweet and happy in her heart.

"Jiuli Minggong has been tired all the way, he must be tired, Qingyun, take the son to the guest room to rest." Mo Zhong swept everyone: "Don't bother the son today." ”

As soon as Mo Qingyun heard this, he smiled coquettishly and gave a slight salute: "Jiuli Minggong, please come here." ”

Ming Shumo smiled lightly: "Thank you." ”

At this moment, the little guy at the door hurriedly came to report: "Lord Wang, meet Lord Lang Ding, the Chinese scholar outside the door." ”

Mo Zhong's eyebrows moved: "Please." He turned his head and looked at Ming Shumo again: "Let Qing Yun take you to the guest room to rest first, I'll receive you here." ”

"Lord Ding must have heard the wind to see me when he came late at night, if I wasn't there, after thinking about it, Lord Ding was afraid that he would have a gap with Uncle Mo, so Shu Mo should sit for a while." Ming Shumo smiled lightly.

Mo Zhong thought about it, so he didn't persuade again.

Ding Gongteng came alone, and as soon as he stepped into the main hall and saw so many people, he knew that the news was true, not to mention that he saw the beautiful boy sitting on his hands at a glance, Ding Gongteng smiled slightly: "I heard that the Duke of Jiuli Ming was driving, Ding Mou came over to take a look, didn't disturb the old prince Mo, right?" ”

Mo Zhong smiled on his face: "No, it is an honor for Lord Ding to visit, please take a seat." ”

Someone had already vacated the seat, and everyone saw Ding Gongteng sitting down suddenly, with a charming handsomeness between his eyebrows, the corners of his lips hooked with a curve that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and there was a trace of temptation all over his body, so they found that this Lord Ding was also a beautiful man, but unlike the dust and refinement of Jiuli Minggong, he was more evil and charming.

Ding Gongteng's beauty naturally captured the hearts of some concubines and young ladies, and I saw him leaning on a chair and looking at Ming Shumo idly: "Jiuli Ming Gong is here for the enthronement ceremony?" ”

Ming Shumo's eyebrows were faint, and he said in a clear tone: "Yes, it's not." ”

Ding Gongteng's eyebrows raised slightly: "How long will Jiuli Minggong stay in Yuncheng this time?" But do you want to stay for a long time? ”

"Yes, there are none." Ming Shumo still answered ambiguously, giving people the impression that he was lacking in interest.

Ding Gongteng didn't care, and nodded: "That is the case, come to my house another day to sit down, and Ding will leave today." ”

Ming Shumo got up: "Master Ding walks slowly." ”

"Old Lord Mo, Duke Jiuli Ming, I won't send you my farewell." Ding Gongteng came suddenly and walked fast, which made people wonder what the purpose of his coming was to see Jiuli Minggong? Watching Ding Gongteng leave the main hall and gradually move away, Mo Zhong's face sank slightly for a moment, but he soon smiled again: "Qingyun, take Jiuli Minggong to rest." Jiuli Minggong, please. ”

Ming Shumo nodded: "Thank you Uncle Mo, there is Miss Lao Mo." ”

Mo Qingyun smiled shyly: "Childe, please." ”

In the main hall of the guest room, it is said that it is not far away, but it is not close, and it is just about to go around a garden and cross a lake.

Mo Qingyun is twenty-eight years old, it is the age when the spring heart sprouts and admires Jiajun, following an excellent man like Ming Shumo, it is inevitable that he has some illusions in his heart, and he quietly raises his eyes to look at the man next to him every two steps, just looking at the moonlight Long on his handsome face, his heart is very happy.

It was feasible to go to the lake, looking at the promenade and water pavilion leading to the lake, but Ming Shumo suddenly stopped and looked down at Mo Qingyun: "Miss Mo will send it here, the guest room is in front, just go down by yourself, Miss please go back." ”

Mo Qingyun was stunned for a moment, but he also thought that it was inappropriate for a woman to enter the men's curtain late at night, so he bowed shortly: "That is the case, then Qingyun will go back." ”

"Thank you, Miss." Ming Shumo smiled, Mo Qingyun blushed, and turned away shyly.

Ming Shumo watched her disappear as she walked away, only then did he look back at the moonlit hazy lake, his eyes stopped water, and after a while, he walked sideways along the lakeside, through patches of Fusang, and came to a secluded residence. As soon as he stood outside the door, a young man in a fierce suit immediately appeared in front of him, and he smiled lightly: "This is the hospitality of the fifth prince of Mo?" ”

The door didn't open, but the window was pushed open, Mo Huanli leaned against the window, with a gloomy face: "Disturbing people's dreams in the middle of the night, this is the gift of Jiuli Minggong's visitor?" ”

Ming Shumo looked at someone's stinky face, but it was not unusual, and said elegantly and indifferently: "Don't invite me in to sit?" ”

"Let him in." Mo Huanli closed the window with a "bang" and said coldly. When the young man in the power suit heard this, he immediately disappeared into the night, and Ming Shumo pushed open the door and stepped in.

There was no lamp in the room, and people were seen by the moonlight, Mo Huanli sat at the table coldly, and tapped his fingers on the table: "Sit down." Seeing him sit down, Mo Huanli snorted coldly: "I don't have tea for you here, what is there to say, my son is annoying." ”

Ming Shumo naturally knew why he was annoyed, so he flicked the folds on his sleeves lightly, and smiled idly: "If you talk about seniority, shouldn't Mo Wugongzi be called to the next senior brother?" ”

Mo Huanli glared at him: "If you don't get down to business, I'll let Yingtian invite you out." ”

Ming Shumo smiled: "You are still interesting when you were a child, but now you are really uncertain and stubborn." ”

The children in the Mowang Mansion have a chance to go out to study when they are seven years old, Mo Huanli was very coincidental when he was seven years old, and there were no peers in the house to compete with him, and it happened that Mr. Wenmo was good friends with the old prince Mo, and he happened to come to the house that year, so he took Mo Huanli away and taught for a few years. Mr. Wenmo is also regarded as a great Confucian in the world, although there are many private schools under his hands, but there are few smart ones, brought back Mo Huanli, taught a few Mr. Wen Mo was happy, and praised him for being smart, but he knew that the old prince Mo would not treat this concubine well, so he secretly accepted the door, at that time, Mr. Wenmo's door only Ming Shumo was his own hand, he was the next door, naturally Ming Shumo's junior brother, when he was one year younger Ming Shumo was very miserable, it was the failure of Mo Huanli in this life. Now that Ming Shumo is asking for the door by himself, he is naturally annoyed.