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In fact, if you want to ask Mo Qingge's impression of Mo Changhe, even if Mo Changhe is in front of her now, he is limited to a person who has never had a temperament but will make people unconsciously afraid.

For as long as she could remember, she hadn't seen Mo Changhe angry at all.

Mo Qingge remembered very well that Mo Geyi killed his personal servant when he was ten years old, just because the servant girl looked up at him when she shouldn't have looked at him, and her mother Le Shi was worried, for fear that Mo Geyi would be so angry at a young age, what would happen in the future.

But after Mo Changhe found out, he only glanced at Mo Geyi lightly, and even smiled, without a word of admonition.

Since then, she has known that her father is not simple, it can be said that the huge Mo family, no one can find out his mind at all, saying that he does not attach importance to the family, but the Mo family under his control, now it is much more than other families, and the Mo Chamber of Commerce is very domineering, if he says one, naturally no one dares to say two, but to say that he has a family in his heart, but for his descendants, he is laissez-faire, let you commit a monstrous disaster, he will not even frown, and he is not worried that the prosperity of the Mo family will be lost in the hands of such unfortunate descendants.

There weren't many times when she could see Mo Changhe alone like she did today, let alone come to the study.

Mo Changhe clasped his hands together, looked at Mo Qingge, and didn't know what he was thinking, he suddenly got up, took back the incense from Mo Qing's singer, and threw it up and down, "This kind of ink pill, you can make it?" Use my Mojia Qianjun hammer method? ”

Mo Qingge's heart sank, she couldn't figure out Mo Changhe's thoughts, but she also knew that she couldn't agree to the matter of making ink pills, so she said, "My daughter is scared, and she can't see the formula of this ink pill. ”

Mo Changhe chuckled, he Shi Shiran got up, went to the shelf full of books, came from the next box at the top, hugged it back to the bookcase, and said while sweeping the dust on it, "Since you can't see it, it's better to find a suitable in-law to marry as soon as possible." ”

Mo Qingge's hands were hidden in her sleeves, she clenched them tightly, lowered her head and said nothing.

Mo Changhe opened the copper lock plate that was not locked at all, and there were more than a dozen ink pills placed in the small box, each of which could be seen to be made by the Mo family's Qianjun hammer method. conAd1();

There was a slight glint in his eyes, but his eyelashes were tucked in, and no one could see him.

He carefully put the incense at the end, and then looked at the first ink pill again.

The first ink pill, visible is a round, rough very, even the hammering method can also see that the use of the is not skilled, resulting in the production of the ink pill, uneven texture, sparse and dense, and the second ink pill is too much, in turn to the back, is known as the best ink pill Su Xiang.

After Mo Changhe looked at them one by one, he closed the box again, glanced at Mo Qingge, who had not moved, and asked casually, "Your brother has no news yet?" ”

Mo Qingge mentioned God, "Back to my father, I received a letter from my brother about fifteen days ago, saying that he was out and didn't know when he would return. ”

His son was gone, Mo Changhe didn't even frown, he personally put the box back on the shelf, patted the dust on his sleeve, and said calmly, "If he can't come back when Gongmo is recruited, he doesn't need to come back." ”

Hearing this, Mo Qingge's chest jumped a few more times, she kept her head half-hanging, not daring to look at Mo Changhe, and she had to bow down at this moment.

Mo Changhefu sat down behind the bookcase again, he picked up a volume of pages, and turned the page leisurely, "I heard, a few days ago, you fought with others and lost?" Or do you lose on the crane top red? ”

Here it comes! Mo Qingge said in her heart, she knew that Mo Changhe would definitely ask about this matter.

At the moment, without hesitation, I told Gu Fei from beginning to end, of course, it is difficult to distinguish how much of it is true and false.

After hearing this, Mo Changhe only smiled lightly and asked, "So, this person has been in my Mo family for ten years and has learned a lot from his teacher?" After climbing to Yizhou to seal the family? ”

Mo Qingge pinched the hem of her skirt, her palms soaked with sweat, "Yes." conAd2(); ”

Thinking about it, Mo Changhe sneered, "What a shameless person, but as the eldest daughter of the Mo family, you are even more incompetent, even a thief who steals the master can win you, if so, this person must be talented, such a talented descendant of the Mo family, why have I never heard of half of it for ten years?" ”

Mo Qingge felt that she couldn't coax anymore, she knelt on the ground with a puff, her head fell to the ground, and she didn't dare to let out of the air, let alone explain more.

Mo Changhe bent his fingers and clasped the tabletop, making a crisp sound, and then his faint voice came, "Since you are a descendant of my Mo family, you will learn it once you have learned, and you have a sisterly relationship with her for ten years, it is not difficult for you to persuade her to return to the Mo family, so I will not care about your faults, and she will also be a member of my Mo family." ”

Mo Qingge couldn't have imagined that what Mo Changhe wanted her to do was to invite Gu Fei back to Mo's house, she was very jealous in her heart, that hatred was deep and poisonous, and it couldn't be cleaned up, but in front of Mo Changhe, she had to agree, "Yes, my daughter will go and invite Sister Afei home." ”

Mo Changhe nodded with satisfaction, he waved his hand, signaling that Mo Qingge could go out.

How do you think Mo Qingge got up slowly, and said in a low voice, "Daddy, when my daughter was in the Xiaoyao Palace, I didn't intend to see a picture of ink boiling tea, and saw that its ink faint purple light, and the fragrance is very, it is extremely rare, according to the Xiaoyao King, the fragrance of the ink, often smelling it, can make people clear, soothe depression, and smooth the whole body, yes, the daughter bought the painting from the hands of the Xiaoyao King with silver, and specially gave it to her father. ”

Mo Changhe was not cold, nor did he show joy, "Take it in." ”

Mo Qingge turned around and whispered to the door, and her personal maid came in with the scroll in both hands.

Mo Qingge didn't fake his hands, untied the red rope, and unfolded the tea-making diagram-

The picture scroll about a zhang long, splashed with ink, strong and shallow, layers of mountains, Junshan pavilion, mountain streams and waterfalls, idle old people making tea, the whole painting has its own charm and nature.

Mo Changhe leaned over to look, his fingertips slowly crossed the ink, and then leaned over to smell it, and sure enough, as Mo Qingge said, there was really a special ink fragrance, a bit like the sandalwood of the temple, and a bit like a light orchid. conAd3();

"Good painting, good ink!" He said two good words, and he could see a little joy in his eyes.

Mo Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, when she saw this picture scroll in the Xiaoyao Palace, her first reaction was that Mo Changhe would like it, she remembered that many years ago, there was a similar picture scroll in Mo Changhe's study, but it was a picture of tea tasting, and this picture of boiling tea was from the hands of a famous painter in the previous dynasty, but then somehow, the tea picture was stolen overnight, so Mo Changhe was depressed for a long time.

Yes, this time when she saw the picture of boiling tea, even if she didn't want to owe the King of Joy a favor, she still wanted to come down.

"Okay," Mo Changhe laughed, "Come on, frame it, and put it behind my back." ”

Qiu Lao came in, saw the picture of boiling tea on the table, and after a pause, he glanced at Mo Qingge meaningfully, and then stepped forward and saluted, "The eldest girl is so filial, she is really the patriarch of Hexi." ”

In this way, there was a reminder, Mo Changhe raised his eyes and said approvingly, "You are good, I accepted the painting, you go out first." ”

Mo Qingge lifted her skirt and saluted, and slowly pushed out of the study.

Qiu Lao saw that Mo Qingge had really walked away, and he closed the door of the study with his backhand, and his expression condensed a little, "Patriarch ......"

Mo Changhe waved his hand, he straightened up, cut the back of his hands, and kept rubbing his thumbs against each other, which was a small habit when he was thinking about it, "Old Qiu, isn't it a surprise?" ”

Qiu Lao nodded, his eyebrows were solemn, he went to the painting, carefully holding his breath, "Patriarch, what should I do with this painting?" The old slave does not recommend that you hang in the study, you know ......"

Qiu Lao couldn't say the rest of the words, Mo Changhe's eyes fell on the painting, with a deep color that no one could understand, like a memory and a surprise, but also like an accident, "The ink color is condensed but not dispersed, it is very transparent, such a familiar ink quality, except for you and me, a few people can see that it is the handwriting of the little guy, it has only been two years, and the little guy has come to this point, which is worthy of the blood of the Mo family." ”

Qiu Lao hesitated for a while, but still gritted his teeth and said, "You appreciate her, she is still waiting for your life." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the painting meaningfully, "Patriarch, the old slave feels that I am afraid that the child will not have good intentions towards the Mo family. ”

Hearing this, Mo Changhe seemed to have heard a joke, "It's good if you don't have good intentions, who has much kindness to this Mo family, I can't control it for a few years, how the Mo family is, it depends on the creation." ”

Qiu Lao was silent, he knew that as the patriarch of the Mo family, he would not say such a thing, this should be ......

"Hang up," Mo Changhe sat on the chair leisurely, picked up the scroll he hadn't finished just now, hooked the corners of his mouth, and the scroll on his face became a little evil in an instant, "Since the little guy thinks so, then I will do what she wants, and see what tricks she plays." ”

Qiu Lao sighed, stepped forward to roll up the picture of boiling tea, and knew that Mo Changhe, who was already immersed in reading, and knew that he didn't want to say anything, so he went to frame the painting seriously

Gu Fei naturally didn't know that someone in the Mo family wanted her to go back, and as soon as she recovered in the past few days, she found that Xuanzhufang's list had accumulated a lot, so she rushed to make it overnight, and it took three days and two nights to make most of the ink pill lists.

You Hu seemed to be fine, he was in the courtyard all day long, and the door didn't come out, Gu Fei made ink, he was in the wooden window, took the scroll to read, and looked at the same time, so he ignored Gu Fei's reaction and let her go out of the ink room to rest.

This kind of errand is only You Hu can do, and the other few people, even the bitter mother didn't dare to disturb when Gu Fei was making ink.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Gu Fei is not angry, she is also angry, but You Hu is not allowed to enter the oil and salt, and his skin is very thick, and he can block Gu Fei's arrogance in a few words, and he can't get it out at all.

After doing this a few times, Gu Fei didn't bother to listen to him, after all, this person has no face and no skin, if she is serious, she will only be angry and her heart and liver will hurt.

And just when Gu Fei was planning whether to accept a few reliable disciples with a little ink-making talent to reduce the pressure on Xuan Zhufang, Mo Qingge came to the door.

(Grandma: 10 p.m. on the third watch.) ）RS

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