Chapter 064 Cutting the score
The next day, both of them were back to normal.
Jiang Yi inquired for a long time and was told that the water had not yet become a flood. It had not rained in the past few days and the river water level was already at a normal level, so the group prepared to set off.
Feng Aoqing packed her things and went out, but Mo Beiyuan was still rummaging through the drawers in the house.
"Why are you so slow, you grown man? You haven't even done your makeup yet?" Feng Aoqing said with a look of disgust.
At this time, Mo Beiyuan stood in front of the second-floor window and shouted to Jing Tao downstairs: "Jing Tao, come here."
Jingtao thought something had happened and ran upstairs.
"What's the matter? Is he getting arrogant again? Do you still want Jing Tao to serve you? I'll teach him a lesson!"
Feng Aoqing patted the biscuit crumbs on her hands, picked up her skirt and followed him upstairs.
"I washed it yesterday, but brought it up with your clothes," Jingtao said.
"I saw it yesterday, but I just can't remember where I put it." Mo Beiyuan said.
"Don't worry, it's just in this room. I'll help you find it." Jing Tao comforted.
"We must find it!"
"Found it, found it, Patriarch."
Jingtao found the wristband sewn by Feng Aoqing under the corner of the quilt at the head of the bed.
"So it's here! I remembered that when I saw it, I was afraid of losing it, so I stuffed it here, and I didn't remember it anymore."
Mo Beiyuan was overjoyed and quickly tied it around his wrist.
"You always hide your favorite things under the quilt at the head of your bed. I think it's here." Jing Tao said with a smile.
Then I helped him pack up the other things before coming out.
Feng Aoqing, who had originally followed and wanted to curse, did not enter the house. After hearing the conversation between the two people in the house, she retreated.
Since two escorts were missing, He Wenzhang replaced them with two more, both of whom were members of the He family.
When the group left the city, He Wenzhang did not see them off, but many people from the Lan family came to "see them off".
Several guards at the city gate carefully checked the belongings of the exile team, even checking the rice bags, while the Lan family watched from the side.
But no gold beans were found, so they had to let him go.
I heard that Old Master Lan hadn't eaten or drunk anything in two days, kneeling in the ancestral hall, afraid to get up. Several wealthy families had lost everything except their shops, which they couldn't move.
The Lan family also understood that this was not something that could be done by human power, so they were not only sad but also afraid.
After leaving the city gate, the tightly packed team slightly distanced themselves from each other. The two cities were close, so it was easy to take the official road and they would soon be able to achieve victory.
Xuansheng and his men did not plan to stay, so they would not pass through the city. They would go directly to Xuantai along the official road outside the city and arrive in a few days.
The second wife, who had been dragging her feet, became particularly excited because they were about to arrive at the Fang family's place.
Fang Nianqiao must not be too proud. She kept talking about how good her Fang family was, how well the Fang family's daughters had married, and how good the Fang family's men were at business.
It turned out that the Fang family came from a merchant family. Fang's father spent a large sum of money to donate an official position, which allowed him to come to the capital. Because he was rich, he did quite well in the officialdom.
Unexpectedly, apart from the people from the second house, no one else seemed to be interested.
She was so disappointed that she went to help her son.
Mo Hongyi's injury has not healed yet, fortunately He Wenzhang prepared medicine.
However, the weather was hot, and the coarse cloth rubbed against the wound that had just healed when he walked, causing blood to flow again, and the flesh and the coarse cloth stuck together. If he moved again, it would be torn apart again, which was quite painful.
Yan Xiuxiu and Lu Xiaolian, who also had whip wounds, were almost recovered after two days of rest thanks to Feng Aoqing's good treatment.
While camping out to rest at night, Feng Aoqing discovered that although the water level in the river had not risen much, the water was very turbid, and she couldn't even wash rice or her face.
Mo Beiyuan saw her standing by the river in a daze and walked over.
"Just eat the steamed buns you brought! This water is useless." Feng Aoqing said.
"Well, along the way, I saw silt in the rice fields near the river. I'm afraid they can't survive. There's a gap between the harvest and the harvest, and people might starve to death." Mo Beiyuan looked at the river with a worried look on his face.
"You've already made all the arrangements, so what are you worried about? Are you worried that I won't pay you back?"
Mo Beiyuan shook his head.
"Mrs. Mo's family, please come here!" he asked with a smile.
"What?"
"There are still some things that have not been dealt with."
Feng Aoqing didn't know what was going on, so she could only follow him. But basically, Mo Beiyuan was trying to trick her all the way, so she was mentally prepared.
Her mind began to work rapidly, her eyes observing the surrounding objects, people and Mo Beiyuan.
Feng Aoqing suddenly had an illusion. She felt that Mo Beiyuan had become brighter.
It’s because he knows that the princess didn’t poison him, and she helped him regardless of Qian Qian’s mistake!
She couldn't help but fall a few steps away.
Chen Yilan didn't speak to Mo Beiyuan all day. She just watched him from afar. Seeing that he was back to normal, she felt relieved.
At this moment, seeing him walking towards her, she stood up and said, "Yuan'er! You walked such a long way today, is there anything wrong?"
"Nothing wrong." Mo Beiyuan replied.
She wanted to go forward and hold her son's hand, but Mo Beiyuan stepped aside and helped his grandmother over.
Mo Beiyuan gathered all the family members together.
The people from the second house were reluctant.
"What does your family business have to do with us? Don't disturb our rest!" Mo Zhengqi was unwilling to do so.
"Second son, you are just dividing the family, not giving up the surname Mo! Do you even disown your ancestors?" Grandma Qin Lancui glanced at her second son.
"Mom, you're too kind." Mo Zhengqi glared at Mo Beiyuan fiercely.
When everyone gathered, they saw that Qin Lancui was holding her grandfather's tablet in her hands.
Regardless of whether they were willing or not, the Mo family members all knelt in front of grandma.
After he kowtowed, Mo Beiyuan began to speak.
"The reason I called everyone here today is to discuss Mo Hongtao's editing of the music score."
"What?!" Mo Zhengqi reacted the most.
"Mo Hongtao has already performed his coming-of-age ceremony and should have been sensible, but out of jealousy, he harmed his younger siblings and remains unrepentant. As the head of the Mo family, I am removing him from the family tree. From now on, his descendants may no longer bear the surname Mo, and neither may they enter any of the Mo family ancestral halls in Zhaojing, whether alive or dead."
To cut out means to remove it from the family tree.
"Qiao allowed his son to commit the crime. If he were still at home, he should be caned and sent to a nunnery. However, this cannot be carried out now. From now on, you are not allowed to call yourself a member of the Mo family."
"Ah?" Qiao Yuegui blushed. She was originally a concubine, but because she was a member of the Mo family, she was still respected outside. Outsiders even respected her as the second concubine. Now she is nothing.
Feng Aoqing realized that this was a way to vent his anger on his son and daughter!
People of this era have a strong sense of family, and punishment such as being removed from the family tree is the most severe punishment for a male in the family.
She thought Mo Beiyuan had let it go, but she didn't expect him to still remember it! She was still thinking about when to get rid of this anger.
"Master, Master...I can't! My son cannot be anything but surnamed Mo. I can't be without a place to bury him..." Qiao Yuegui went to pull Mo Zhengqi's trouser leg.
"Mo Beiyuan! You're going too far!" Mo Zhengqi jumped up.
"By the way, I haven't yet settled the score with you for your poor parenting! If you think the Mo family shouldn't have rules, then you don't deserve the surname Mo." Mo Beiyuan didn't want to be polite.
Fang Nianqiao hurriedly grabbed Mo Zhengqi and said, "Master! Stop scolding them! It's just that they are not doing their best!"
She didn't want to have no place to bury him.
Qiao Yuegui rolled her eyes and fainted.
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