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The small kitchen in Yin Ziyan's courtyard, there are cooks on duty in the morning and evening, and it doesn't take much effort to put this wine and food on the table, and the old marquis Mo really saw a plate of orange and yellow chicken nuggets fried in oil, which can be seen that Yin Ziyan specially ordered it to be done to please himself, this kid looks like a humble gentleman, but this inside, it's not like that at all, please!

But this kind of person is still the type that Old Marquis Mo admires the most, and it is very much the appetite of his old man, in other words, he was like this when he was young, Yin Ziyan is even more powerful than him, there is no foul language in his mouth, and he is crepe, among ten people, he can fool eight or nine people in the past, and one of the nine out of nine has long been impressed by his temperament and supports it unconditionally.

Yin Ziyan saw that the old marquis Mo looked like he was smiling and thoughtful, thinking that it was because there was no beer, and he was unhappy, so he hurriedly said: "The small kitchen at home is a little rougher, and for the time being, there is only fried chicken, and there is no beer you just said. ”

Old Marquis Mo cleared his throat embarrassedly, despised his mouth in his heart, and said with a gentle smile on his face: "This is very good, big night." Don't bother, you're just getting better. If you are sleepy, go to rest, if you don't want to sleep. You might as well sit on the couch and read a book, and accompany us two old people. ”

Yin Ziyan, where can he sleep? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, sent to the door to please Old Marquis Mo, as smart as him, how can he let the great opportunity pass in vain? Naturally, he wanted to fold up a thousand spirits, sat in the cushioned chair by the kang, really held a book in his hand, and sat quietly with the two elders.

But his mind was not in the book at all, and he couldn't help but think of the reply letter Mo Lianxuan sent to him a few days ago: "She is willing to write with her right hand." Does it mean that she accepts me in her heart? In the past, I always had a lot of scruples, and I rarely replied with a word and a half, even if it was to send something, it was also that no one could see where it came from, and this time I did write a reply letter and sent it by hand, which shows that the hurdle that stopped her in my heart, this is considered excessive. ”

He didn't have any messy thoughts here, and he only felt sweet and soft in his heart. I really feel that the future days will be incomparably beautiful, and I even fantasize about what to do when I get up early every day and what to do at noon when I become a relative to Mo Lianxuan in the future. Thinking about such a thing one thing after another, until he thought that he saw Master Anger go downstairs, he could be regarded as coming back to his senses.

Because there is wine and meat in the Xinuan Pavilion. Old Marquis Mo was afraid that he would collide with Master Anger, so he moved the place of conversation to Yin Ziyan's small study in the east.

Lian Wang Ye should have avoided it. But I heard Old Marquis Mo sigh and say: "There's nothing to hide, it's okay for my brother to listen to it." ”

Yin Ziyan is now, but everything concerns Mo Lianxuan. is very attentive, and he doesn't go to bed at night, but still follows his grandfather and resolutely accompanies Old Marquis Mo.

This entered the small study and looked around, Old Marquis Mo secretly sighed, this is the real study of talented literati, you see, on the wall, on the table, on the ground in the scroll urn, there are all scrolls and paintings, it is really a place of books.

Seeing that Master Yan should have been very tired today, not only went back and forth to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and Lian Wangfu, but he also gave Yin Ziyan an injection, and accompanied Mo Qichao to talk all night, and finally said that Mo Qichao fell asleep.

But his eyes were still burning and shining, and he saw that he poured a few cups of tea, and then said to Old Marquis Mo with irrepressible excitement: "Your granddaughter is right, your son-in-law seems to be disease-free and healthy, but he is withdrawn and lazy, but he is really sick." I only looked at the medical case back then, and I never found this kind of patient, but this time it was the female benefactor who sent it to Lao Na, which is really fateful. ”

Old Marquis Mo actually knew in his heart what was wrong with this child, and when he heard Master Anger's affirmation, he still couldn't help but be disappointed, this kind of disease is difficult to treat at any time, and it is estimated that there is no hope.

Looking at the dim eyes of the old marquis Mo, he was not discouraged when he saw the master of anger, he looked at the powerlessness of the old marquis Mo, and simply said: "He has a disease called autism, which is rare, but it is not incurable, if the old marquis believes in the old man, he might as well hand over the third prince to the old man."

"This kind of disease is not a day or two, or even nine months and a year can be solved, of course, the old man also has selfish intentions, and wants to use the third son as a case to carefully record his condition, symptoms, and how he gradually got better.

Old Marquis Mo naturally knows that this kind of disease is urgent, and it is most necessary for people's patience to lead the patients in the darkness to the land of light unremittingly, at the moment, I am afraid that only Master Anger is the most suitable, looking at his eyes full of fighting spirit, who would dare to say that he can heal and help Mo Qichao more wholeheartedly than him?

Old Marquis Mo really admired Master Jian, this kind of obsession and dedication to medicine, he almost didn't think about it, he nodded in agreement, just took out a pile of silver tickets from his arms, which at a glance, were 500 taels.

He handed it to the master of anger for countless counts: "These vulgar things, I didn't dare to take them out and stain the master's eyes, but they are always"

Before he finished saying this, he saw that Master Anger took the silver ticket, put it in the placket of his hand, and said angrily: "Okay, don't play the paper, without these blockages, what can I use to dispense medicine to the third son?" Don't be so polite, in addition to these mundane things, you can choose four or five more lively and cheerful little guys, I will be useful. ”

Old Marquis Mo laughed, and even said: "The master is really a master, the old man admires it, this kind of old man is not lacking, the master needs to just speak, as for the clever little guy, but also carefully selected and sent, this needs to be an innocent, loyal and reliable child, I will go back to the house and carefully select the children at home, and I will personally send it to you." ”

Yin Ziyan stood up and said: "Grandpa doesn't have to bother tossing, there are quite a few clever little guys in this garden, all of them are confidant children in the house, just let the master call it, I want to come to my house for half a year, and the kid can be regarded as a drag The master can't travel far in style, this is naturally to do more effort, and I hope you two don't want to resign." ”

Old Marquis Mo looked at Yin Ziyan and smiled slightly, and said to Lian Wangye: "Look how blessed you are?" Such a good boy is actually your own grandson, who will believe that? It's a lot better than you. ”

Lord Lian was also sour at this time, and immediately countered: "That's right, I raised him like a phoenix to such a big age, and he still called my grandfather, you old boy is good, how many times have you been?" He called you grandpa, me, you can afford it! ”

Old Marquis Mo laughed even more, pointing at Lian Wangye and smiling even more boldly: "You old horseman, are you still jealous?" Hey, you're souring me, is that vinegar so sour? I see that it is from Shanxi, except for the vinegar in that place, there is no such big vinegar smell. ”

Prince Lian was robbed of his white in front of his grandson, what majesty is there? This can be choked by the old friend, reached out and grabbed the teacup and smashed it at the old marquis Mo, the old marquis Mo is a military general, dripping and turning in a circle, the log put the teacup on the coffee table as it is, and not a drop of tea leaked out.

He said helplessly: "Alas, you can't do this literary fight, and you still choose martial arts?" Have you forgotten? How did your brother and I carry you in and out of thousands of troops back then? Compete with me, isn't this looking for abuse? ”

Wang Ye Lian was told these naughty jokes by Old Marquis Mo, but he was completely out of fire, and he couldn't help but appear in front of him again, the tragic battlefield that day, Mo Wuyong had actually killed the generals at that time, and when he saw no trace of himself, he gritted his teeth and killed it back, pulled the lame self to the horse, and killed the general again.

This is in the enemy's army, rushing left and right, this old boy was with him at that time fifty people who were not afraid of death, and when he and the reinforcements were reconciled, only three people remained, plus him and himself, 5,000 soldiers were all killed, who did this good thing, and for what he did it, he knew it all.

Since then, looking at Mo Wangyong, whose whole body was soaked in blood, and looking at the corpses that were all over the ground, not closing his eyes and tearing apart, he no longer had the idea of making meritorious contributions and being a great general, but in this capital, under the nose of that person, he was just a Taiping prince who ate and drank, played with antiquities, and played with birds and women.

Mo Wangyong looked at Yin Haoyuan, lowered his head and gently stroked his right leg, knowing that this person remembered something a long time ago, and sighed secretly: "Brother, the heavenly family is ruthless, can't you figure it out until now?" What a dead eye, there is no father and son in heaven, let alone brothers? ”

He didn't want to see his old friend so fragile and decadent, so he stood up and walked over a few steps, stretched out his hand to pull the person up, and said arrogantly: "Haozi, go, Immortal Pavilion, your brother and I are in a treat today, and our brothers will not return if they are not drunk!" ”

Lord Lian raised his head, emotional, excited!

How many years has it been since he'd heard this name call it? Ever since Yun Qing fell ill, this old man has secretly been very fond of himself in his heart, right?

blame himself for dragging his eldest granddaughter, who is as delicate as flowers and bones and as energetic as a fierce horse, into a dark swamp, but she still doesn't know how to repent, and she won't let go!

I'm afraid that it wasn't until now that Yunqing's poison was resolved, and he could be regarded as untying this knot, and King Lian was also full of mixed feelings in his heart at this time, and shouted loudly: "Who is afraid of whom, but poor and sour, are you sure that the old vinegar in your house will not come to the Immortal Pavilion to burn the building to others?" (To be continued......)