Mo Lingfeng led the horse home and went to see Mo Qianlan first.

Mo Qianlan slept on the bed almost unconscious, Mo Lingfeng sat on the edge of the bed, looked at it for a long time, stretched out his index finger, gently put it on the tip of Mo Qianlan's nose, waited for a while, and when he saw that he was still alive, he breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew his hand.

She sat for a while, Zhao Shiheng came in lightly, holding the good incense he had just found in his hand, and whispered to Mo Lingfeng: "It's okay, it's good to sleep more, it's too late, you go back to Changsuiju." ”

Mo Lingfeng stood up, helped him add charcoal, put away the incense pieces, and reluctantly went back to the house.

She thought that during the day, she would be able to accompany Mo Qianlan all day long, but she never thought that she would not be idle for a moment.

On the sixth day of the fourth month, Wang Zhizhou's youngest son was full moon, and it was inconvenient for Zhao Shiheng to come forward on such an occasion, so Mo Lingfeng came in handy, arrived at Wang's house, and gave him an expensive and heavy golden lock.

Mo Lingfeng hovered among the women in the back house, suffered from countless greetings from fat powder balm, and listened to the gossip full of gold and silver jewelry, took the opportunity to escape, and returned home.

She rushed to Cheng's brother-in-law's house to distribute the golden lock, and was forced to hug the little cub who was wrinkled and red in the swaddling clothes, and the hugging was stiff and did not dare to move, until the eldest sister of the Cheng family spoke, and then she went home with a sense of relief.

On the seventh day of the fourth month, Yin Bei sent back a box of ledgers.

Mo Qianlan is not in good health, he can't move around, he thinks very well at home, and invests in countless businesses, each of which is thriving, snowballing bigger and bigger, Zhao Shiheng is a thousand-armed Guanyin, and he can't take care of so many things for a while.

So Mo Lingfeng nested in the study to read the account book, dizzy and dizzy, watched for a whole day, and picked out more than 20 kinds of unprofitable transactions and handed them to Zhao Shiheng during dinner, and said very tiredly: "Uncle, sell it." ”

Zhao Shiheng opened it and looked at it, and also thought that it could be sold, and invested in those more profitable businesses, and at the same time took out a lot of silver tickets for her to make military salaries - Mo Lingfeng recruited more than a hundred people under the noses of Feng Fan and Chong Jiaqing, all of them only listened to Mo Lingfeng's call, and the Mo family naturally paid an extra amount of silver.

"Uncle, there is a miasma of smoke in the fortress, and half of the people sit on the military salary," Mo Lingfeng told Zhao Shiheng, "The people who really fight outside can't get the right money, nomadic Qing is five feet tall, according to Lu Ge, he should be three hundred wen in money, two horses of spring silk, half a horse of cloth, and one stone of grain, and there is no family in the camp, but there is not even half of it." ”

Zhao Shiheng said: "In peacetime, we have raised rats, which are difficult to elicit, as long as we do better than them, why worry that the Mo family army will not grow." ”

He gave Mo Lingfeng a piece of mutton: "Be gracious, but also reach out when others are desperate, so that others will firmly hold you and will not let go until you die." ”

Mo Lingfeng was taught one by one, after eating, he ran to see Mo Qianlan, and when he saw that Mo Qianlan was awake, he ran over happily, sat on the embroidery pier next to the bed, and personally fed Mo Qianlan with the decoction.

When Mo Qianlan was half full, Mo Lingfeng lay on the side of the bed, Mo Qianlan touched her head, ears, and back, and hugged each other wordlessly for a long time.

Under the fumigation, a piece of agarwood of 10,000 dollars reveals the aroma of clear pepper, such as lotus, such as plum, such as honey, quiet and elegant, turning between the rooms, lingering in the wardrobe and fingertips of the brother and sister, intimate, regardless of you and me.

Mo Qianlan stroked her thick and dense hair, and suddenly said, "Ah Yan, in the next life, you will be my daughter." ”

Mo Leaf decisively refused: "Don't." ”

"Huh?" Mo Qianlan was surprised, "Is my brother bad?" ”

Mo Lingfeng replied in a low voice: "I want to be your aunt." ”

Mo Qianlan was stunned for a moment, and was a little sad: "Because you don't have a mother?" ”

Mo Lingfeng shook his head: "Because I am a mother, I can take care of you and protect you." ”

She stretched out her arms and made a wing-spreading motion: "I'm like a big bird, hiding you under my wings, and whoever bullies you, I'll nag you." ”

Putting down her hand, she buried her head in the quilt, and said angrily: "I have a brother, so I don't need A-Niang." ”

Mo Qianlan reached out and grabbed her sister, who was as delicate as a kitten, and almost cried.

On the eighth day of April, Mo Lingfeng returned to the fortress.

Before dawn, Mo Lingfeng set off, Yin Nan took four huge burdens, followed closely, and the horses were panting, and the two of them went out of the city, and as soon as they arrived at the racecourse, they saw Wu Jin.

Wu Jin carried the basket, had already sold out the cakes, stood at the entrance and exit of the racecourse and waited, and smiled when he saw Mo Lingfeng galloping.

"Wu Jin!" Mo Lingfeng turned over and dismounted, and strode to Wu Jin's side.

Wu Jin hurriedly uncovered the clay cloth covered by the basket, and took out a still warm oiled paper bag from it: "Yuqian cake." ”

Mo Lingfeng took the oil paper bag, uncovered the paper, and there was a stack of elm money cakes fried golden brown inside, and the leaves were fresh and tender, so he pinched out a piece, and handed the rest to Yin Nan to collect, and took a big bite: "It's delicious." ”

The son of the horse farm official ran over when he smelled the fragrance and circled around Wu Jin's legs.

The child was only three years old, and he had just reached Wu Jin's thigh, staring at the elm money cake in Mo Lingfeng's hand and drooling.

Mo Lingfeng was indifferent, and even made a "tsk" of admiration in front of the child, and ate very intoxicated, causing the child's saliva to flow and burst into tears, so he could only stuff his fingers into his mouth and suck to satisfy his hunger.

Wu Jin couldn't cry or laugh, and just wanted to touch half a steamed cake from his sleeve and give it to him, when an angry shout suddenly came from the grassland, which was to make the Qiang people stand and be checked.

The child was so frightened that he shivered and hid tightly between Wu Jin's legs.

Wu Jin looked at the shouting place, and saw four or five soldiers surrounding three ripe men with baskets and grass, and asked them to put down the baskets.

The Qiang people were tall, and they had never lost their color under the siege of the soldiers, so they put down the back basket according to their words, took out the familiar household certificate, and let the soldiers check it.

The soldier examined it carefully, then lifted the back basket for grass threshing, and looked through the hook knife and a few cool shirts for grass threshing.

Mo Lingfeng stuffed the remaining mouthful of elm money cake into his mouth, turned his head to look at the Qiang people keenly and seriously, and "sniffed" something strange.

She said to Wu Jin: "Go to the bookstore, I'll take a look." ”

"Okay," Wu Jin pulled the child over to send him to Xi Guan, "I'll write to you." ”

Mo Lingfeng nodded and strode over.

There were no soldiers in the fort who didn't know her, and they spoke out one after another, some called her "Mo Zhonghou", some called her "Mo Dutou", Mo Lingfeng nodded and agreed, and walked in front of the three familiar Qiang.

Yin Nan put the burden on his horse and followed closely by Mo Lingfeng's side, staring at the Qiang people for a moment—the Qiang people were extremely fierce, and she had already learned them.

When the three Qiang people saw her, they all bowed their heads, honestly called her a "female general", and showed her the documents of the acquaintances.

Mo Lingfeng waved his hand, lowered his head and took out the hook knife from the back basket, and looked at the style carefully, a Qiang man hurriedly said: "Female general, this is a hook knife for grass." ”

Mo Lingfeng swept his waist: "What's inside?" ”

The Qiang man immediately laughed, saying that he had always been afraid of losing the copper coin, so he wrapped it around his waist.

Mo Lingfeng said succinctly: "Take it down." ”