Chapter 239: The Eighth Prince's Little Treasury is gone

As he spoke, Zhao Mocheng blinked, and finally a little exploration appeared in his calm eyes, with a little pretended coldness in his tone, and asked, "Say, did you do anything to be sorry for the official?" ”

Yun Ke was already weak-hearted, but at this time, he was even more frightened when he asked this, and hurriedly put his head on the ground to express his horror loudly: "Wronged! Since the villain came to this Zhao Mansion, he has always been diligent in doing things for adults, and he has never dared to exceed half a point, so how dare he do things that are sorry for adults! ”

"Hmph, I don't think you dare, get up." Zhao Mocheng snorted from his nostrils, easily let him go, and let him push himself to the car.

Yun Ke thanked him heavily, and hurriedly got up from the ground to push the cart, the horror on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by displeasure and resentment.

Damn idiot, almost scared him to death! Hehe, I thought that this Zhao Mocheng had the means to make the prime minister stare at him like this, but I didn't expect him to be a fool who didn't know the world. It seems that the prime minister is staring at him so persistently because he is not worried about the eighth prince.

Zhao Mocheng's eyes deepened, and mockery flashed.

The prime minister is really old and stupid. He doesn't use thousands of smart people in the world, but he brought such a person who can't even do drama to supervise him, and he has to cooperate with him to act.

Stupid and childish.

I hope he can eat a trench and grow wise, and ambush here, and don't make any more moths. The prime minister finally relaxed his vigilance, and at this time, revealing his identity again was another series of troubles.

Zhao Mocheng has never been afraid of things, even if the other party is the emperor Laozi, he is not afraid, but he doesn't like trouble. It's better to make things easier if you can do them easily, but it's hard to make them so troublesome.

The sedan chair stopped in front of the door of the Eight Princes' Mansion, and met Zhejiang Xiaoba, who was about to go out. He looked at Zhao Mocheng who got down from the sedan chair, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, and couldn't help but take two steps back and pull the guards in front of him.

Zhao Mocheng just didn't see it, and smiled softly at him. Suddenly, like the ice breaking in the cold winter and the spring breeze hit, it was like all the small flowers that should not bloom suddenly blooming, and it was like the birds that went to the south to escape the winter all returned, singing happily.

At this moment, the expression on Zhe Xiaoba's face became more and more frightened, and at the moment when Zhao Mocheng pushed the wheelchair towards him, he immediately screamed and turned around and ran: "Dad!" Director Zhao has killed someone! The following is guilty! Help me! ”

As the saying goes, the goblin smiles, and the number of lives has arrived.

Zhao Mocheng, this demon is good at everything, but he has a bad personality. Just like this, the ice suddenly melted, either Yun Xiaoshuang came, or he was going to suffer.

It turned out to be the latter.

Zhejiang Xiaoba was taken out by the disciplined grandmother for shouting and running in the yard for a good lesson, and then was pressed in the flower hall. And Zhao Mocheng was treated politely, and he was compensated. After the people dispersed, Zhao Mocheng changed his sitting posture, raised his eyebrows at Zhejiang Xiaoba, hooked the corners of his lips, and said, "Eighth prince, you don't mix well these days?" Even the subordinates can easily control you. ”

Zhe Xiaoba rolled his eyes, lowered his voice and said, "Is that a subordinate?" In Yun Xiaoshuang's words, it's a mobile monitor! As an excellent prince, I came out early to live in the mansion alone, and my father and queen mother didn't have eyes on me, for the sake of royal dignity, can't you send me some people to teach the rules? ”

He looked at Zhao Mocheng unhappily, his eyes were full of inquiry, and he asked angrily: "It's you, you haven't come to the door once in eight hundred years, is there something wrong with suddenly coming to me today?" Tell you, I don't care what you're going to do, don't come to me for help. Now the prime minister's dog thief can't wait to put 800 pairs of eyes on my body, and I myself am a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, let alone help you. ”

Zhao Mocheng raised his eyebrows: "I'm here, and you still want to escape?" ”

"Don't you even have an excuse!" Zhe Xiaoba almost jumped up from the stool.

It's the other way around, it's really that he is too arrogant to this Zhao Mocheng on weekdays, so he actually dares to make conditions with himself! But forget it, who allowed himself to spoil him so much?

Zhe Xiaoba glanced at him obliquely, and asked angrily: "Say, what are you looking for me?" Murder or arson? ”

"Neither." Zhao Mocheng took out Yun Xiaoshuang's letter and handed it to him, saying, "Before, Eighth Prince, did you say that you want to be able to eat Moxue Lou's food at any time?" As a petty official who is loved by you the most, I naturally have to honor you more. You are good to the lower officials, so the lower officials must also be good to you. Therefore, after you told Xia Guan about this matter yesterday, Xia Guan did not dare to delay and immediately sent the news to his beloved wife. ”

"Huh." Zhe Xiaobapi responded with a smile and secretly scolded two swear words in a very small voice.

He unfolded the envelope, twitched his face fiercely, and couldn't help but take the paper farther away.

These two words are dazzling.

This little bastard, who doesn't pay attention to himself for 800 words with him on weekdays, has he become so active now that he has come to help his daughter-in-law rub money? What else do you say for him, phew, wife and slave.

Zhejiang Xiaoba pinched the letter paper and threw it to Zhao Mocheng in disgust, shaking his head frantically: "No money." ”

It is the two of them who want to drive Mo Xuelou to the capital, and it has nothing to do with him, he is just pushing the boat down the river to give personal favors, and it is logical to come to a logical situation, why do you want him to give money? No way.

"You want to eat and you don't give money, Eighth Prince, you don't like to eat overlord meals with such a high status, right?" Zhao Mocheng's expression suddenly became aggrieved. This little goblin was originally good-looking, and this grievance was even more pitiful, which scared Zhe Xiaoba a lot, and said helplessly: "Zhao Mocheng, your ability to reverse black and white is really easy?" Why did I fall into such a crime of eating overlord meals? ”

It's okay if he doesn't speak, but Zhao Mocheng looks even more pitiful when he speaks: "People say that a gentleman is hard to chase, you have said this, but you have heard that you want to consume it by yourself but regret it, what is it if you don't eat overlord meal?" ”

"I ......"

Mama, can he hit someone? Just fight in the house, and don't spread it.

Today he realized the origin of the proverb that Xiucai met Bing and couldn't tell the reason, if Zhao Mocheng reasoned with him well, the result would definitely not be so passive, Zhejiang Xiaoba felt that Zhao Mocheng's speech was indeed very vicious, and he could reverse a black and white in a few words, or magnify a mistake that sounded small. But he Song Zhehao is not a vegetarian, he has never seen any scenes when he grew up in the palace, he has never heard of any poisonous tongue, and he is still afraid of him Zhao Mocheng?

But this Zhao Mocheng didn't follow the normal path, such an arrogant person actually directly played tricks and framed people, in short, there was only one purpose: to give money.

The point is that there is no way to reason yet.

With a cheater, regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, reasoning is tantamount to asking for your own death.

As long as people have their own purposes, who cares about your messy reasoning.

"Ah, his poor little vault,......" Zhe Xiaoba wailed.

Zhao Mocheng and Yun Xiaoshuang, a bastard couple, are eager to squeeze his small treasury. Not to mention that a franchise will cost him 200,000 taels of silver, and now he has to spend his own silver to take root in the capital, so his money is inexhaustible?

It's hateful, it's hateful!

Helplessly, Zhe Xiaoba still agreed to his request, but at the same time put forward a condition: he wanted to become the second owner of Moxue Building.

Zhao Mocheng's eyes flashed and he agreed. This time was the only decision he made without Yun Xiaoshuang's consent. Because he thought, he probably understood what Zhe Xiaoba wanted to do.

In this way, Yun Xiaoshuang came to the capital to open a store openly, and Zhejiang Xiaoba personally accompanied the site selection, and also chose a place close to his palace. When the nearby restaurants found out about this, they all secretly came over to take a look, and their eyes flashed with jealousy.

But more than that, admiration.

During this time, they had all heard about Moxue Building, and in just over a year, it rose rapidly and became popular in various places. Especially in the past six months, the fame of Mo Xuelou has spread out, and even those of them who have never been out of the capital have heard of it, so it is no wonder that it will attract the attention of the eighth prince.

The appearance of the Eighth Prince only advanced the time when Mo Xuelou came to the capital, even if there was no Eighth Prince, Mo Xuelou would quickly take root in the capital within a year. Thinking about it this way, everyone's emotions calmed down a lot.

Yun Xiaoshuang was keenly aware of the gaze condensed on her, leaned towards Zhao Mocheng's side, and asked in a low voice, "Mocheng, do you feel that the atmosphere around you is a little weird?" She didn't directly say that there were people staring around her, wouldn't it be embarrassing if she felt wrong?

Zhao Mocheng glanced at the onlookers from different positions, took those panicked away movements into his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed her little head and said, "No, it may be that there are too many people here, you are wrong." ”

"Oh, maybe." Yun Xiaoshuang looked around unnaturally, she obviously felt that someone was looking at her, but she couldn't figure out what the focus of her body was, so she could only think that she was thinking too much. She squinted at Zhao Mocheng, who was staring at everything next to her, why did she always feel as if something was wrong?

No, when you go back at night, you have to ask him what he is hiding from him during his absence. She glanced in the direction of Zhe Xiaoba, and the woman's sixth sense told her that the reason for attracting attention must have something to do with Zhe Xiaoba.

But at this moment, before Yun Xiaoshuang could see Zhe Xiaoshuang's weak and panicked expression, Zhao Mocheng suddenly moved forward, blocking Yun Xiaoshuang's sight, and looked at her with displeasure and said domineeringly: "Isn't it enough to look at me?" Which more leprechaun would you like to see? ”

"What a little goblin, I'm looking at the earth dog. Who else in this world is qualified to be called a goblin besides you? Yun Xiaoshuang had never heard Zhao Mocheng say this about herself, so she was happy all of a sudden, and looked directly at his face and said seriously.