Yu Jun

A bowl of cheese, Mo Lingfeng ate it so coldly that he secretly thought that the second sister of the Cheng family was someone special. Well, croton is not good either, so what to put?
After eating the cheese, the three of them wiped their mouths, and heard Cheng Ting loudly asking about the time outside the Chuihua Gate. When someone answered, Cheng Ting called for someone to look at the dripping glass of the copper pot: "This time I bought an incense stick. No way, how could it be time!"

The eldest sister of the Cheng family laughed in the room: "The third brother can't wait any longer."

The second sister also said: "It's a pity that I can't see the beating of the son-in-law this time."

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Taishan shouted angrily from outside: "One morning you asked about eight hundred times, and you were so restless when you worshiped your ancestors. This is not allowed and that is not allowed. Why don't you go to the Qintian Supervisor to watch?" Sundial, that thing is accurate!"

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Ting's howling came in.

Mo Lingfeng supported his cheeks and said, "I beat my son-in-law."

The eldest sister of the Cheng family gave a "puchi" smile: "This son-in-law won't fight for three days, and he will go to the house to expose the tiles. We have seen enough, so we don't care."

Cheng Ting was probably dragged away by Cheng Taishan, the howling sound changed from clear to sporadic, and finally heard Mrs. Cheng's lion roar, roaring the father and son out - she He was so busy all day, he only slept for two hours last night, looking at Aiko today, he felt that his face was hideous.

The eldest sister quickly got up and put the cheese bowl and spoon into the ice cream, stuffed her head behind the screen, took out her handkerchief, held Mo Lingfeng down, wiped a little mark on her cheek, and then walked to the door without changing her expression: "Ma'am, which family is it?"

Mrs. Cheng held the hand of the nanny and came over: "Lingfeng is here!"

Seeing that there were only pearls on Mo Lingfeng's hair, she broke off a thick-colored chrysanthemum with a large flower plate from the flower pot, and inserted it into Mo Lingfeng's hair.

The eldest sister of the Cheng family poured her a cup of tea, and she drank half of it: "It's the second sister's mother-in-law."

She turned to the second sister and said, "Your mother-in-law hasn't made things difficult for you recently, has she?"

The second sister replied naturally: "Grandma is a deep sleeper, no."

Just as Mrs. Cheng was about to speak, a servant girl rushed in, saying that the eldest sister's mother-in-law and aunt had also arrived.

Madam Cheng quickly put down the teacup: "Go to the back, we can't sit here."

She took Mo Lingfeng's hand and walked out, and said as she walked: "There are a lot of naughty little girls. In the past, during banquets, falling into water, sprinkling tea, and going to the official room, they went the wrong way to the front yard. That's all common. Things, I put them all in a small shed, and you are my Dinghaishenzhen."

The eldest sister of the Cheng family dragged the second sister, followed quickly, and then told the servant girl who came to pass the message: "Go to the front to see the leopard slave, tell him that grandma is coming, and see if he comes to watch the theater later, or stay in front with his father. "

The servant girl took the order and left, Yin Nan followed closely behind Mo Lingfeng, quietly guarding against the second sister of the Cheng family.

A group of people hurried to the large back garden. The play shed is set up in the middle. On the left is a large color shed converted from a water pavilion, which is the most convenient for watching plays. On the right is a small color shed, where the eldest sister and second sister’s in-laws gather chat.

The elder sister of the Cheng family watched from a distance, and said to Mo Lingfeng in a low voice: "The one on the left is the mother-in-law of the second sister, I see her dumbfounded face, I am afraid she has taken too much medicine."

Mo Lefeng glanced at it and nodded in agreement.

Mrs. Cheng didn't know, she pulled Mo Lingfeng to meet her, and she talked dryly with the two in-laws, and then introduced the little girls of the two families to Mo Lingfeng.

Without further ado, the eldest sister of the Cheng family found a list of plays and asked them to order plays.

The second sister walked up obediently and stood behind her mother-in-law, serving tea and water for her.

The mother-in-law didn't even have a cup of tea, so she said she was going to the official room and asked her second sister to go with her, and the second sister had to help her to the official room.

Mrs. Cheng's eyes were full of anger, and when she was about to explode, the mother-in-law's feet suddenly flashed, she fell down the stone steps, and fell to the ground.

"Oh! In-laws!"

Everyone stood up one after another, helping and pulling, Mo Lingfeng sat still, Yin Nan bent over, and came over with his ear: "The second girl tripped."

Mo Lefeng immediately laughed secretly.

The shed was in chaos for a while, and Mrs. Cheng became more and more physically and mentally exhausted. The second sister of the Cheng family hurriedly supported her mother-in-law, who had a nosebleed, and asked the maid and nanny to take her home first, and stayed here to help.

The sound of gongs and drums sounded at the right time on the stage, covering up the chaos just now, and Mo Lingfeng led the younger generation into the small colorful shed.

As expected by Mrs. Cheng, the lively and lively little girl and young daughter-in-law became quiet when they saw Mo Lingfeng, who was serious and unsmiling in the host.

The 17-year-old Mo Lefeng is an outlier among them.

The three characters "Mo Lingfeng" represented the favor of Mo Jiedushi when he was young, holding her, shouldering her, carrying her, wherever he went, wherever he went.

When she grows up, the three words "Mo Lingfeng" refer to the wealth and power of the Mo Mansion - she can do whatever she wants, and she won't do anything if she doesn't want to.

The 17-year-old Mo Lingfeng has already turned his name into strength—a fifth-rank military officer, a female general, and a bright future.

She is an outlier among the women's family members, she is aloof and out of place, and even her maids have a cold face, and they really deserve to be beaten.

Unconsciously, they have embarked on completely different paths.

Now that Mo Lingfeng is firmly seated in the main seat, they dare not speak, and they dare not approach her to get close.

The crowd could only watch the play pretending to understand. After watching two plays, a few more girls came and chatted together, and the colorful shed became a little lively.

Listening to their chat, Mo Lingfeng seemed to be talking about why Cheng Ting married Xu Huiran.

She listened to the gossip with one ear, and the singing on the stage with the other - Mo Qianlan had sung to her both of the two songs just sung.

She hummed in a low voice: "The storybook sung by Mo Qianlan today is a story of a poor family's children soaring upwards. , the spring breeze is triumphant and the horseshoe is anxious."

And the gossip of the girls also changed from Cheng Ting to the champion of the new department.

"Did the Prince of Jiyang really force him to sign the marriage contract during the Qionglin banquet?"

"It should be true. I heard that the king of Jiyang even invited Baoshan, but the number one scholar refused to agree, and let the king of Jiyang stay in the carriage for half the night."

"It's not like this way to catch a son-in-law under the list."

"The number one scholar refused even the King of Jiyang County. When he was in Kuanzhou, he even said that he wanted to marry him. It's obviously Mo..."

Someone took a quick look at Mo Lingfeng, and was a little relieved to see that Mo Lingfeng was concentrating on watching the play and didn't notice what they said.

"Isn't the Prince of Jiyang very angry?"

"I heard that the king of Jiyang County has privately let go of the words, not allowing Beijing officials to be matchmakers for the number one scholar."

"It's no wonder that the number one scholar has not been married so far...he is just a county king. Are all the officials in Beijing afraid of him?"

"Naturally, there are some people who are not afraid. They want to do Baoshan for the champion, but the champion refused. I'm afraid they don't want to get involved in the dispute."

"Do you know that nowadays, many children from aristocratic families laugh at him as the champion of the pie, saying that he only has the qualifications to take the exam and has no talent for governing the world."

"I heard that the number one scholar is in Ningzhou, and he rejected dozens of papers from the prefect and prefect..."

"I heard that he is still calling on the people in Ningzhou to plant soybeans..."