Today is a small year, but it is not a rest day, so the people of the capital still follow the 9-to-5 life rule, the only difference from usual is probably a table of delicacies in the evening.

And this day is an extremely important day for No. 117 Fanzi Hutong.

Outside the main entrance in the southeast corner, many luxury cars have been parked one after another, and some neighbors have stopped to watch, each talking about this mysterious courtyard.

Tang Tiehu came to Mo Ling and Liu Xuan's residence early in the morning, and the three of them drove to the front of No. 117 Fanzi Hutong.

Although Tang Tiehu is also a member of the Mo family, he is a foreign surname after all, so he can only be a guest and watch this annual trial, and he cannot express any opinions.

Mo Ling and Liu Xuan got out of the car and were about to enter the door, when they heard a burst of music behind them, the volume was very loud, and the entire alley could be heard clearly.

Liu Xuan frowned and turned around, only to see a family version of the Hummer painted golden yellow parked behind him, and then the music turned off, and a bewitching woman wearing a mink coat stepped down from the passenger seat, although it was still winter, but this woman was only wearing a miniskirt, and then a pair of knee-high leather boots came into view.

"This unlucky God!" the woman scolded as she walked, "This snow all over the ground, do you want to fall to death the old lady?

"Okay my little aunt and grandmother," a young man also walked out of the cab, combing his retro back hair, wearing a pair of old-fashioned tortoiseshell glasses, wearing an old-fashioned suit, and a pair of pointed scalp shoes were quite conspicuous, "You be quiet, if my dad hears this, it will not swell your face, hurry in, hurry up, don't seep out!"

The woman rolled her eyes, her false eyelashes fanned out in the wind, and she looked a little angry, but she didn't dare to say anything more.

At this time, an old man flashed out of the door, and at a glance, he saw Mo Ling, and then said excitedly: "Third Miss? Isn't this Third Miss! Are you back?"

Mo Ling nodded with a smile and said, "Uncle Zhu, it's me, are you still tough?"

The old man laughed and said, "Tough, the third lady has been gone for fifteen years, and she hasn't forgotten me! This is ......."

The old man looked at Liu Xuan behind Mo Ling and asked.

Mo Ling pulled Liu Xuan and said to the old man: "Uncle Zhu, this is my son, Mo Guhuan." Huan'er, this is the oldest housekeeper in our Zhisheng Hall, Uncle Zhu Xiangzu. ”

Liu Xuan stepped forward and said with a smile: "Mo Guhuan has seen Mr. Zhu. ”

When Zhu Xiangzu heard this, his eyes instantly moistened: "Okay, the little young master doesn't have to be like this, it doesn't have to be like this, what old man, this can be old, it's better to call me Uncle Zhu!"

Liu Xuan said: "My mother calls you Uncle Zhu, and I also call you Uncle Zhu, your generation is in chaos." I see, I'll call you Grandpa Zhu. ”

When Zhu Xiangzu heard this, he was overjoyed and said: "Okay, okay, the little young master can call it anything, then the old man will climb up!" Third Miss, come in, you have all arrived in the second room, it's cold here, don't freeze the little young master, let's go, please inside, please inside!"

Saying that, Zhu Xiangzu was about to take Mo Ling and Liu Xuan inside, but the bewitching woman behind him didn't do it.

"Zijun!" the woman glared, "I'm cold!Why don't you let us in first!"

Mo Zijun also felt a little faceless, after all, he was the third young master of the big house, with more than 50 properties under his name, and he was quite prestigious in the Zhisheng Hall.

"Lao Zhu!" Mo Zijun took a few steps forward and said, "Have you seen me?"

Zhu Xiangzu stopped and looked back, and let out a hum from his nostrils: "Yo, isn't this the third young master of the big house? You are here? You wait a while, I will bring the third young lady into the hall first, and then come back to greet you two." Less accompaniment!"

After that, Zhu Xiangzu led the way first, and left without looking back. Mo Ling looked at Mo Zijun with her afterglow, and pulled Liu Xuan away. Mo Zijun was left in the mess at the door.

"Zijun !!" The woman is almost crazy, since she followed Mo Zijun, where has she been so neglected, and she has been respected everywhere.

Mo Zijun's face turned a little white all of a sudden, and he looked at the backs of Mo Ling and Liu Xuan, his eyes showing a fierce light.

The woman still didn't give up: "Mo Zijun!!You call yourself a man, when have we ever been so angry!? I don't think we need that old dog to lead the way, why don't we just go in directly? Isn't this your house?"

Mo Zijun's face changed greatly when he heard this, and he was about to stop it, when he saw the figure in front of the woman shaking, and a person appeared in front of the woman like lightning, and then raised his hand and a big mouth, and pulled the woman from the steps into the alley, rolled a few times, and fell directly into the dirty snow under the tree.

The woman was stunned and fainted, and immediately fell unconscious, and a thick slap mark swollen on her face.

Mo Zijun saw the person clearly, and immediately bowed his head respectfully, and said to the person: "Second manager, she ...... She's not sensible......"

The person who came tilted his head, only looked at Mo Zijun with his nostrils and said, "Who is she?"

Mo Zijun was so frightened that the corners of his forehead sweated: "She...... She...... She was...... She's my girlfriend......"

"Hmph......" the person said coldly, "How about Article 77 of the Mo family's family rules, talk about it!"

Mo Zijun stumbled and said, "Yes...... Be...... The descendants of the Mo family shall not expel an old family member who is over seventy years old, shall not insult an old family member over eighty years old, and shall not ......"

This Mo family rule, Mo Zijun memorized it very well, and memorized it word by word without thinking, this is the rule set by the ancestor of the Mo family in order to be sympathetic to his subordinates.

After listening quietly, the person still said coldly: "Zhu Xiangzu is eighty and three this year, and he has worked in the Mo family for seventy-six years, you say, how should this matter be handled?"

"This ......" Mo Zijun's face turned pale, and he didn't dare to continue.

At this moment, a Maybach stopped behind the Humvee, and as soon as the car stopped, a middle-aged man in a Mao suit rushed down, walked between Mo Zijun and the man in three or two steps and said: "Second Manager Zhu, Zijun is young and ignorant, please raise your noble hand, don't be angry with this child, I will definitely discipline me strictly when I go back in a while, and there will never be anything like this in the future!"

Second Manager Zhu pondered for a moment and said: "Today is the day of the Mo family's trial, this door is not allowed to trespass at will, the second son should remember this rule, right?"

This middle-aged man in a Mao suit is Mo Tingjie.

Mo Tingjie heard that he was relieved, and hurriedly laughed and said: "Second Manager Zhu, Second Master Zhu! I understand the rules on the day of the trial, I understand, you look at my face, don't worry about Zijun, this child, I will have a filial piety in the future." ”

Zhu Er's manager glanced at him and said: "Filial piety is exempt, the old man is not interested in these things outside his body! Discipline your son well, don't take an example!"

After that, Zhu Er's figure disappeared in a flash.

Mo Tingjie waited for a long time before sneering: "My stupid son, do you know that you almost caused a big disaster because of this kiln sister!"

Mo Zijun snorted and said: "Dad, I didn't expect this girl to be so domineering, I didn't stop the child......"

Mo Tingjie said angrily: "It's not what you're used to! And how can such a woman be able to enter the door of the Zhishengtang's mansion! Don't deal with her quickly, don't embarrass me here! Get out!"

Mo Zijun didn't dare to refute when he heard this, so he hurriedly picked up the bewitching woman into the car, and then drove away.

Mo Tingjie let out a sigh of relief, and then honestly stood in front of the door and waited.

After not much effort, Zhu Xiangzu walked out with a smile again: "Yo, the second son is here, please come inside, your eldest brother has already come, and his two sons have also arrived, and your big house will send you and the young master." By the way, I saw Young Master Zijun here just now, why is it gone in a blink of an eye?"

Mo Tingjie sneered in his heart, this old thing is deliberately angry with himself, this can't be fooled.

"Uncle Zhu, Zijun will deal with some things and will be back in a while. Bring me in first. ”

Zhu Xiangzu hehe: "Okay, the second son will come with me." ”

Mo Tingjie nodded and followed Zhu Xiangzu into the gate.

This is not the first time Mo Ling has come to the hall, the Mo family has been attending the trial every year since she was sixteen years old, without exception.

The furnishings of this hall are still the same as before, and there is no change in the slightest.

Mo Ling looked at the huge three words 'Zhisheng Hall' above the middle hall of the hall, and felt infinite emotion in her heart. After fifteen years of absence, I didn't expect to be able to return here today.

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely serious, and although there were already many people seated, no one dared to speak out.

In the middle is a case of Jin Sinan, with a Taishi chair on each side. Mo Ling remembered that the Taishi chair on the right hand was the seat of the contemporary master of the Zhisheng Hall, and the left hand was the imperial history sent by the Mo Family Capital Imperial Hall, which was specially responsible for supervising the grand trials of each hall, whether there was fraud or violation of family rules.

Down are the five Taishi chairs, and the seat with the head on the right hand is Mo Huaidie's. Then there are the seats of the four head rooms, Mo Shixiong in the big room, Mo Shiwu in the second room, Mo Shiying in the third room and Mo Wanlan in the fourth room.

Under the five Taishi chairs, there are two rows of circle chairs on the left and right, and seven in the left row, which are from the Mo family. In the row on the right are eight circle chairs, which are the juniors of the Mo family.

Now there are six people sitting in this row of chairs in the sub-generation, only Mo Zijun in the second room and Tang Niu in the fourth room are not there for the time being, and the others are all seated.

And the row of court characters was already full at this time.

Liu Xuan looked at the people on the other side, and there were four eyes that kept rolling around him, and this gaze looked fiery and full of a primitive impulse. No one looked at him in the row on his side, but they all looked down at their own reports, for fear that some mistakes would be exposed, and it was not fun to be caught by the people of the Imperial Palace.

Liu Xuan looked at it for a while, then began to close his eyes and recuperate, and simply couldn't see it.

Mo Ling sat next to Mo Tingxuan, feeling very uncomfortable, because when he walked by himself, his younger brother Mo Tingxuan could barely walk, but now he is in a wheelchair, and he looks extremely haggard.

But these are nothing, the saddest thing for Mo Ling is that Mo Tingxuan hasn't looked at her since she came in, and when he occasionally makes eye contact, he also touches away, as if he is a hot potato, and once he has contact, he will be in trouble.

It was Mo Tingjie, who smiled at Mo Ling and nodded.

In addition, the moment Mo Xiuxiu and Mo Ruyue saw Mo Ling walk in, their faces changed a little, and the two secretly exchanged glances, and they both understood in their hearts that it seemed that the assassination was a failure.

Mo Ling sighed softly, and also learned that Liu Xuan closed his eyes and was not upset.

It was nearly 9 o'clock, and at this time Mo Zixin finally arrived in a hurry, as soon as he entered the door, he looked at Mo Tingjie, and then gestured with his finger on his neck, Mo Tingjie nodded slightly, his expression was very satisfied.

"Ahem!"

Zhu Xiangzu walked from the side of the hall to the central case, pulled his neck and shouted, "Sit down at the head of each room!!"

As soon as the words fell, three old men and an old lady walked in and sat in their respective places.

Zhu Xiangzu shouted again: "Welcome to Mo Shanyi, the master of the Zhisheng Hall, Mr. Leng Qiu'an, the Imperial Hall of the Imperial Hall, is seated!"

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