Chapter 142: Staying True to Our Own Business
The two sisters of the Mo family were talking together with the two sisters of the Zhao family.
Zhao Yunkai looked at Mo Yi with sympathy: "Miss Mo, I admire you and sympathize with you."
"How do you mean?" Mo Yi didn't ask, so Mo Yuan asked for her.
"My cousin... I've never seen him smile since we were little. How close are we? But my sister and I... have said to him, including hello, cousin, happy new year..." Zhao Yun counted on his fingers, "and so on. Add them together, no more than 20 sentences! I'm talking about the conversation, including what he said!"
Zhao Yunqing nodded: "We are all afraid of him..."
"Really?" Mo Yi was a little confused.
Although the King of Qi was indeed a bit serious, spoke less and more directly, everything else was fine.
Mo Yuan remembered: she had just greeted him, but he didn't say a word.
"I understand!" Mo Yuan nodded directly, "This is so funny. You may not know yet, the two of us..." She hugged Mo Yi's arm.
Mo Yi sat upright and motionless.
"We have lived in the same courtyard since we were young and we even eat together every night. But if you think about it, she has only talked more recently. And it's mostly me talking and she listening. Second aunt calls her a taciturn person!"
"Oh, what shall we do if they get together?"
"Yes, there was no noise at all. What if my cousin wants to drink tea?" Zhao Yunkai raised his eyebrows and turned away with a smile.
Everybody burst into laughter.
Does Zhao Yunqing have anything else to say? Someone asked before: She and Yun Kai are both unmarried, so why don’t they get married as cousins? !
But they were both scared...
Fortunately, the whole family shook their heads...
Whenever I think of this, I burst out laughing again.
"Miss Mo, the prince invites you over."
"Go quickly and come back to tell us what your cousin said." Zhao Yunqing said.
Mo Yi blushed slightly and stood up and left.
Mo Yuan liked these two girls from the bottom of her heart. They were not pretentious at all and spoke to her taste.
And he was especially nice to her...
"Hey, Mo Yuan, you said... your sister got married and had two concubines of that age, and already had three children... How awkward!"
"Oh, I'm not saying my cousin is bad. The Mo family is marrying up to my cousin! It's not that Xiangxiang and the others are bad, the kids are all good. It's just that..." She leaned close to Mo Yuan's ear: "You act like a mother as soon as you get home..."
The Zhao sisters grinned, looking as if they had eaten a bitter green plum.
What they really think: I don’t like it.
No matter how nice my cousin is, I’m not happy!
"A soulmate! I've always wanted to say this!" Mo Yuan clapped her hands excitedly. Her eyes were almost sparkling when she talked about these things.
…
Mo Yi followed the maid into the small room where Li Jing was drinking tea.
"Your Majesty!"
"Sit down."
Mo Yi sat down and asked, "Did your trip go smoothly, Your Majesty?"
"Not bad. I finally got there in time."
"That's good." After a pause, no one spoke, so Mo Yi started the topic: "The old lady is really strong, and even more rare is that her eyes are clear and her brain is working well."
"Yes, she can remember a lot of things, better than young people."
The two were silent for a while.
Li Jing took the initiative and said, "This time, there was an accident in the mine, and someone died. But the higher-ups withheld compensation, so someone took the lead in making a fuss. Maybe they also withheld compensation on weekdays. So this fuss almost set the whole prairie on fire."
"Is that your property, too?"
"I have shares. I only invested money. I don't have to worry about it on weekdays. I will check the accounts and distribute dividends at the end of the year. But if there is a mess like this, I will have to step in!"
"You have a lot of businesses. You have a teahouse and a treasure house."
"Yes. We have a lot of properties, but there are also many places where money is needed. You are just a little girl, you definitely don't know how much money it costs to support an army!" He smiled and shook his head.
"Isn't it the court that pays for it?"
"It's quite complicated, and it has different attributes. In wartime, in peacetime, in counties, prefectures, and the level of equipment, each has its own requirements. Just referring to the imperial court, in peacetime, it means not going hungry."
“It’s really too complicated.”
Li Jing smiled and said, "How was the lesson with Madam Zhao?"
"It's going pretty well. I don't know if Mammy told you that Mo Yi and his father opened a small business."
"Oh? You can do this?" Li Jing was surprised.
"I have been working here for more than two years. I just moved to a new shop a few days ago. I was busy for a long time, renting a house and cleaning up the shop. Aunt Zhao helped me a lot and treated me very kindly."
"What shop?"
"I sell jewelry and pendants for girls. There are jade, amber, agate and so on. They are all small items... Most of them are made by myself. Daddy finds the materials. I draw most of the patterns. Then I hire a craftsman to make them and rent a shop to sell them."
Li Jing looked at her and thought, does this little girl have such ability?
Mo Yi thought the prince was a little bothered, "Prince, when the business is stable, I will be able to find a good master to replace me, and I won't have to do it myself."
"That's not a big deal. It's just a little surprising. How old were you two years ago to be able to do something like this?"
“It’s probably because I like it.”
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
"It's just a small business, how can I waste my talents? I can still handle it... But, Your Majesty. Actually, there is one thing I want to ask you..."
"Tell me about it."
"Then I'll tell you, don't blame me if it's not suitable or not."
"Go ahead."
"It's like this: my uncle's son, named Mo Fan, is eighteen years old this year and is still in school. But my uncle said that he is just average in his studies. He has a good character and is very careful in his work. You see..."
…
Concubine Feng watched Nanny Zhao leave.
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Are you still giving me this hypocritical lecture?!
You keep saying that you are doing this for the prince, do you believe that?
The whole family depended on the prince for food and even arranged the future of their grandson.
Otherwise, why would your sickly daughter marry such a capable man?
Thinking of the housekeeper Wan Daoping... Although that thing has been done, it seems that it is just a way to vent the anger in my heart, and other effects have not yet appeared.
Wan Daoping came into the mansion with only clothes on and has made it to where he is now. He is a capable person.
If he dares to keep the person, he will definitely be able to catch him!
Even if it were exposed now, the man was just lusting after beauty! Zhao Hui's daughter was ordinary-looking and weak, while her son-in-law was high-spirited and might even feel that he owed him something.
Maybe it was directly sent back and Zhao Hui couldn't be hurt at all.
This fish needs to be raised well. It will be interesting when he wants to jump out of the pond.
But what should we do with Mo Yi?
Don’t be anxious, don’t be anxious... I was able to go with the flow last time, and I’m sure I can do it this time too!
"Mother?" Mother Song came.
"Where's Shao Ge'er?"
"Playing with the young masters of the Zhao family! I just saw the prince call the girl from the Mo family over to talk. The two of them, alone..."
Concubine Feng suddenly felt disheartened again...
"My Lady Concubine, our Madam invites you to come over for dinner."
The Zhao family’s restaurant is very large, with seven or eight large round tables, and there is still plenty of room for extra space.
The old lady sat in the main seat, and on her left were Li Jing, Li Chang, and the Zhao Yunjie brothers.
To her right are the eldest grandson's wife and Mo Yi.
Yes, Mo Yi sat at the main table...
Zhao Yunqing's sister, Mo Yuan, and the sisters at home sat at the same table.
The two concubines sat at the same table with the other wives of the Zhao family.
After everyone was seated, soldiers brought up a few boxes. They were not big, but very heavy.
The old lady said, "Today everyone is celebrating my birthday, and I am very happy. I specially commissioned Qingyuan Gold House to cast some toys. No matter adults or children, everyone can get one!"
The soldiers carried it, and the old lady's maid began to send it out.
"My goodness, old lady, how much gold is this? You are so expensive."
"I am so old, old lady, why do I still keep those valuables? We don't want those empty things. It's just gold!"
Everyone laughed again...
What Mo Yi got was a little golden pig.
The old lady was probably born in the year of the pig.
The gold is of very good quality and shiny, but the shape is a bit rough and not vivid enough.
I remember seeing a pattern of twelve attributes in this book. I don’t know who made it, but they were all very cute.
It would be more interesting if it were done like that, right?
I'll draw it out when I have time, and see if I can find a stonemason to make a mold...
"This idea of yours truly is novel..." She gave her affirmation.
The old lady actually heard it and was very pleased: "Although I am old, my mind is very fresh!"
Aunt Zhao kept shaking her head. This girl was always thinking about her business. She must be thinking about her business again...
Another old reader returned yesterday. Thank you for still thinking of me.
I will try my best.
(End of this chapter)
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