Mo Chen's low voice was close to his ears, and his exhalation blew into Qian Duo's neck, startling a red cloud.

The soles of Qian Duo's feet are weak, and if there is a chair behind him, he will probably collapse on it.

She trembled when she heard her voice: "Childe, speak well, I didn't mean that." ”

Mo Chen: "Is it fake, you just want to build an inn, and it has nothing to do with me?" ”

"It's not!"

"And what do you deny?"

"I ......" Qian Duo has no experience and really doesn't know how to deal with it.

For someone else, she kicked the other party earlier.

But this is ...... He.

Qian Duo didn't hide, and Mo Chen didn't retreat.

The room suddenly became beautiful.

Seventeen stepped in with the tray, then was stunned, and silently pulled his foot out.

Looking up at the sky, why didn't he come at the right time?

Qian Duo saw him, like a frightened rabbit, and jumped up suddenly: "Seventeen is here, it's time to eat!" ”

She scrambled to clean up the dinner table.

Seventeen: "......"

What a familiar scene, at least the two of them are much closer than in the Shangyao County Inn.

He looked at his son-in-law with relief, set the meal on the table, and withdrew with interest, and pushed away Pei Gan, who habitually came in to accompany him to eat.

Mo Chen sat down in his robe, calm.

Qian Duo pinched his chopsticks and twisted around on the bench.

Mo Chen: "There are nails on the money steward's stool?" ”

Qian Duo immediately sat upright.

Mo Chen raised his chopsticks, gently picked up a dish and put it into the bowl in front of Qian Duo: "This wild vegetable is out of season soon, if you don't eat it, you will have to wait for the next year." ”

Qian Duo had actually nibbled on two pancakes and a plate of sauced beef, and he was not hungry.

She was embarrassed to be like this and didn't leave, because the goal had not been achieved.

Silently watching Mo Chen drink half a bowl of gruel, Qian Duo finally mustered up the courage to speak again: "To open an inn, you need to occupy the mountain, and you need the official document of the yamen." ”

So Mo Chen agrees or disagrees?

It's hard to disagree.

She also had to find Pei Gan to get through the county relations, and then racked her brains to go to the town to find a partner with the rich people.

In fact, it is still borrowed from Mo Chenshi.

Then it's better to attack the person in front of you directly.

As soon as he speaks, everything will be fine.

Qian Duo's heart was up and down, and the chopsticks were about to break.

However, the appearance of Mo Chen's eating is really pleasing to the eye, obviously the speed is very fast, and he eats a lot, but the one is very elegant.

Qian Duo looked at it, forgot about the business, and couldn't take his eyes off it.

Mo Chen finished eating, put down the dishes and chopsticks, wiped his mouth and hands slowly with a handkerchief, picked up the teacup and rinsed his mouth, and then asked, "Have you seen enough of the money steward?" ”

"Huh?" Qian Duo withdrew his gaze in shame and quickly changed the topic: "I'll wait for my son to reply." ”

It's not that you're addicted to beauty, don't get me wrong!

Mo Chen gently hooked the corners of his mouth: "Seeing that you are so discerning, I will handle the official affairs." ”

It took Qian Duo a long time to react to what he meant: "True or false, you agreed?" ”

She got up suddenly, took a step towards Mo Chen, and only came back to her senses when she was about to touch the other party, and quickly retreated.

I was so happy that I almost hugged each other in a circle.

Seventeen, who wants to enter the house and is embarrassed: "......"

Why am I so hard?

"I'll write you a plan tomorrow." Qian Duo rushed excitedly: "Goodbye, son!" ”

She ran out in a gust of wind.

Looking at the back like the wind and fire, Mo Chen shook his head: "I have no conscience." ”

Achieve the goal, not a moment.

When he couldn't see the corner of Qian Duoyi's clothes anymore, Mo Chen retracted his gaze and turned to Seventeen: "What's the matter?" ”

Normally, Seventeen didn't bother him while he was eating.

Seventeen hurriedly entered the house and handed him the small bamboo tube in his hand: "Qi Cheng is here." ”

Mo Chen took it, motioned to Seventeen to clean up the table, and then got up to go to the candlelight, unfolding the note in the bamboo tube.

After reading the contents, he put the note in the firelight and watched it burn to ashes.

"As soon as Zhang Yuhua returns to Qicheng, the eldest son's people will contact him." Seventeen said, "Childe has a weakness. ”

The weakness is Qian Duo.

Seventeen was afraid that Zhang Yuhua would talk nonsense.

Mo Chen smiled coldly: "She won't!" ”

A proud woman who can't love is not going to admit that she lost to a small steward.

The identity of the steward is Qian Duo's protective layer.

I can't lose it for a while.

Mo Chen is just annoyed by Qin Lian, he doesn't dare to do it, he makes small moves every day, similar to flies.

But looking at the unburned ashes on the ground, Mo Chen was relieved.

Within three days, Qin Lian was too busy to take care of himself.

The note said that the Divine Decree was already on its way.

Qingzhou is only two states away from the capital, and it is only five days away.

What if you know that Mo Chen and the little prince of An Wangfu are the same person?

If you want the palace, you have to have that life.

…………

Qicheng, Anwangfu.

In the room with the doors and windows closed, the candlelight was dim.

Qin Lian was dressed in a brocade robe, sitting on the upper seat, coldly lit a pile of paper in front of him.

Steward Song was cautious and continued to report: "Please ask Your Highness to tell the Mo family, don't keep grabbing my nephew's family and beating it." ”

"A family from Yungang Town, relying on the power of the eldest son of Mo, first robbed my nephew's silver shop, and then occupied his family's land."

"I was originally a good rich man, but now I have a two-entry courtyard left, and I come to my house every day to fight the autumn breeze."

"The old slave is also a young family, how much money does it have to supplement them?"

The nephew in his mouth is the Song Yuanwai family who have been sent to the cell by Mo Chen.

When I used to make a fortune with him, I gave silver during the New Year's holidays.

Later, he fell into trouble and went to the door every day to fight the autumn wind.

No matter how good the relatives are, they can't help it, and Steward Song asked someone to go to Mo's house, but he was fooled out with a smile.

I really had no choice, so I had to ask Qin Lian again.

Qin Lian listened to his complaints, looked at the paper in his hand, and laughed angrily.

Steward Song was frightened and quickly closed his mouth.

"You go out first!" Qin Lian coldly ordered.

Steward Song is just nodding a little in front of Qin Lian and registering a number, and he doesn't expect to be able to do it today.

He slowly retreated.

In the end, only Qin Lian and the man in black in the dark were left in the room.

Qin Lian nodded his paper: "This is all Zhang Yuhua's behavior over there?" ”

The man in black kneeling underground: "Yes, every word and deed is all on it." ”

"The subordinate also brought a portrait of the little boy for her to identify, and sure enough, ......"

"It's a person." Qin Lian muttered: "Grandmother and father, it's really good to hide from me. ”

If there are no two people, how can it be that for so many years, one person and two identities have never been recognized?

The Mo family also helped to lie!

Thinking of Qin Lian looking for Mo Jin, the eldest lady of the Mo family, and Mo Xu, the youngest son, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said to Qin Lian: "The Mo family is now in charge of my brother, and I know where I went." ”

Qin Lian said that why did the eldest son of the Mo family not get along with a member of the family, this was because he knew the relationship between Song Yuanwai and Song Guan, and deliberately disgusted him!

The paper in his hand was crumpled: "What is he trying to do?" ”

Let Wang An not do it, and go to the Mo family to be the master.

The Mo family is now looking at the scenery, waiting for the death of the old ancestor, what about the richest man, he is not a fat sheep to be slaughtered, looking at the eyes of An Wangfu: "What kind of conspiracy does he have?" ”

Waiting for the long-awaited holy decree the next day, Qin Lian finally solved his confusion.