Chapter 8: The grief of the beloved son and the old father
Zhenbei Hou Mo Wangyong's study, but he spent a lot of effort to buy it, three main rooms, in the middle of the main room is a set of yellow pear inlaid snail tooth stone flowers and birds, a set of finely chiseled Taishi chairs, respectively, eight Taishi chairs, a large square table, and four corner coffee tables.
This set of things is an antique from the previous dynasty, from the hands of the famous Zhang Gao, can be like this, the color is maintained so excellent, the whole capital is more than five sets, has always been the old Marquis Mo, in front of his best friends to show off the capital.
The east and west wings are all separated by the full moon door made of mahogany multi-treasure pavilion, the east side is the place where his old man usually learns words and reads, there is a long strip case of Huanghuali wood flying tiger lotus pattern inside, the corner of the wall leans against a frame, the Huanghuali magpie Dengmei Xianhe prolongs the bookcase, the shelf of the pen inside, the beauty urn that puts the painting shaft, whichever is the same, are all high-grade antiquities.
The west wing room by the window is a wide collapse that occupies half of the room, and in the middle of the couch is a yellow pear grass dragon tooth board three-bent leg kang table, and a small leaf red sandalwood Venus gold silk kang screen, usually tired of reading and learning words, just rest and recuperate in this compartment.
At this time, in this seemingly ordinary, but in fact luxurious east wing, a drooping old man wearing a navy blue round-necked robe, wearing a white jade carved bamboo leaf beaded belt around his waist, about fifty years old, his eyes were like torches, and his waist was straight.
This person is not an outsider, it is Mo Lianxuan's grandfather, the male owner of Zhenbei Hou, Mo Wangyong.
I saw that Mo Wangyong's unmessy bun was mixed with silver hair, and his body was seven feet five inches tall, which seemed to contain infinite liliang, and when he looked at people with a pair of deep eyes, he actually made people feel that there was nothing to hide, and his whole body exuded a powerful majesty of a person who had been in a position for a long time.
His expression was as calm as usual, but the swift pace and clenched fists just now slightly revealed his mood at the moment.
Mo Wuyong saw the person in front of him, he was slightly stunned, and after a while, he whispered: "It's good to come back." ”
After speaking, he sat on the right hand side of the main seat, looking at a pair of young children with burning eyes.
Lu Pei and Lu Cui next to him, who were already holding a soft cushion in their hands, were firmly placed in front of the sisters at this time, Mo Lianxuan led her sister, Ying Ying knelt down, first kowtowed three heads respectfully, and said in unison: "Granddaughter Mo Lianxuan (Mo Lianxi), I have seen my grandfather, and my grandfather is blessed with Jin'an." ”
Mo Forgetyong looked at this pair of granddaughters who were like flowers, and couldn't help but think of the eldest son who was proud of it, but unfortunately died early for the country, and couldn't help but have tears in his eyes, and it took a long time to say aloud: "Get up, sit and talk." ”
Mo Lianxuan didn't sit down after getting up, but turned around in the hands of the little girl, took the long wooden box, and looked at her arms, the contents of this box should be not light.
I saw her look solemn, her steps were steady, she walked to Mo Wangyong's body step by step, knelt down again, and said in a choked voice: "My father can't come back, I am filial piety in front of my grandfather, and my granddaughter thinks that it is also haode to bring something from him to your old man's house, and keep it for a thought." ”
Mo Yang, the little guy standing behind Old Marquis Mo, saw this and hurriedly took a few steps, took a little inconspicuous wooden box with both hands, and turned around to hold it in front of Old Marquis Mo.
Mo Wuyong just looked at the wooden box in the hand of the eldest granddaughter, and knew what it contained, and he looked in a trance for a while, neither opened the wooden box, nor let Mo Lianxuan get up.
The maid next to her and Mo Lianxuan who was kneeling, Mo Lianxi who was sitting, no one dared to speak out, Mo Quanna was also an insider, his heart was sour, but he pitied Mo Lianxuan who was kneeling.
finally said with tears in his eyes: "Master Hou, the old lady in the backyard is still waiting for the two young ladies to come over, and I have sent people to urge me several times in a row, you see"
Mo Wuyong woke up when he heard this, waved his hand blankly, and said in a low voice: "Mo Quan stays, you wait for the two young ladies to go to the backyard, Mo Yang can put 'Lingyun' on my bookcase." ”
Mo Lianxuan stood up with the support of Lu Pei, she still had something to say to her grandfather in her heart, but seeing that her grandfather was depressed at this time, she was just barely calm in front of her juniors, and she didn't want to lose her temper.
Obviously, I can't say anything about this situation, so I have to say it another day, but fortunately, I have to say hello to my grandfather every day, and there is always a chance to say it, as soon as I thought of this, Mo Lianxuan took her sister to say goodbye to her grandfather and went to the backyard to see her grandmother.
Watching his granddaughters leave, Mo Wangyong leaned back in the chair in a dejected manner, and his hands on the carved armrests were trembling slightly.
Mo Quan wiped his tears with his sleeve and comforted him softly: "Master Hou, please mourn, our eldest son is far away at the border at this time, the situation is dangerous, he is still young and afraid that he will not be able to serve the public, and he still needs the help and support of your grandfather, you don't take care of your body again, we are a big family."
Mo Wangyong only closed his eyes and didn't speak, and sighed for a long time: "My son is just a young man, brave and good at fighting, both civil and military are highly talented, just when the sun is rising, it is time for him to show his strength, but he suddenly passed away tragically, my white-haired man sent the taste of a black-haired man"
"Alas, Mo Quan, I can only tell you, I don't know how many people are out there, waiting to see my old Mo family's jokes, I can't let them get their way, fortunately, my grandson is not a bad breed, and he also has the blood of his own body! This two big victories, I want to see, who can say that there is no successor to my Mo family?! ”
Mo Quan stretched out his hand to take the tea bowl around the blue indigo, feeling that the temperature was just right, bent over, stretched out his hand and handed it over, and persuaded: "Master Hou, drink hot tea, smooth and smooth, you will go to Lord Lian's appointment in a while, you can't let people see that something is wrong." ”
Mo Wangyong took the tea bowl, took a sip of tea, and said helplessly: "That old thing looking for me, it is nothing more than to say good things for his grandson, I am afraid that I will withdraw from the marriage, I also have this intention, our sister Xuan, a lively girl, wants to marry his family's medicine jar, I am reluctant." ”
"I thought that if I waited for Sister Xuan and Lu, his brother's body and bones, if he was still half-dead, I would let go of this old face and withdraw from the marriage contract, who knew that first Yi'er would leave me, and then the old fox would be on the Golden Palace this time, fully supporting our family, and I would let Brother Yun guard one side at such a young age."
"Mo Quan, the matter has come to this, this marriage, it is impossible to retreat, I know, you like that girl the most, but for the long run, we can only give up Sister Xuan, you have changed a lot of good things for our family over the years, from now on, give our big girl a dowry neatly on her back, and pick up the most haode, my grandfather's heart, I am ashamed of her."
Mo Quan listened to the heartfelt words of his own marquis, and he also bowed his head, knowing that there were still some hopeful things before, but now he is blind, the master and servant are sad people to sad people, and they have no intention of speaking for a while.