prisoner in the door

Chapter 311 310: "The Prince's Bride"

Mo Zhenzhen's growth is visible to the naked eye, and sometimes the relationship between people is really subtle.

Mo Xiang didn't look down on his own children, but he looked down on Mo Zhenzhen. Teaching her made him feel accomplished, happy, and even enjoyable.

While the father and daughter (only Mo Xiang was the only one) were enjoying their free time, Mr. Mo arrived with a cold face.

He didn't need anyone to tell him when he came, he just strode in. When he saw Mo Zhenzhen behind the papers, her face was as cold as ice.

Before Mo Zhenzhen had any reaction, Mo Xiang placed the tea cup heavily on the table and his expression became cold.

Mo Zhenzhen didn't need to look to know that Mo Xiang was dissing Mr. Mo's etiquette and upbringing.

If he hadn't heard what he said, Mo Xiang might have scolded him as "presumptuous".

Thinking about it, Mo Zhenzhen actually felt quite happy, and the unhappiness she had accumulated over these confusing accounts also improved a lot.

Mo Zhenzhen stood up without waiting for Mr. Mo to say anything, and bowed to him very meekly. Then she heard Mo Xiang snorted coldly, knowing that Mo Xiang thought that she was an 'elder' against a junior. 'It's out of character to salute.

Lord Mo accepted Mo Zhenzhen's gift and waited until she stood up straight before snorting coldly.

"What a big show, please ask me to come in person."

Mo Xiang, who was supposed to be indifferent to emotions and anger, rolled his eyes angrily at his words (Mo Xiang became more and more popular after his death), but only Mo Zhenzhen saw this scene.

Fortunately, Mo Zhenzhen tensed up, with a slightly cold and indifferent look on her face.

"My daughter doesn't dare, because my father has spoken harshly."

"Don't you dare? I don't think there is anything you dare not do!"

With that said, Lord Mo strode forward and sat directly on the main seat behind the desk. Mo Zhenzhen also took a few steps forward obediently, then turned around to face Lord Mo behind the desk again.

Now they are standing one by one and sitting one by one, with a writing desk in between. One of them lowers his eyebrows and lowers his eyes to show submission, while the other looks at each other with a cold look to establish authority.

But Lord Mo's majesty paused when he saw the large ink strokes in the corner of his eye. Then he lowered his eyes and looked at the things on the desk carefully, and reached out to flip through them. Then his brows frowned even more.

He recognized what it was, but he didn't get angry because of the drawn-up accounts and the re-edited numbers with a red pen. He just closed the account book casually and threw it aside.

"These things are not your responsibility, just do your duty as a daughter of the Mo family."

This was not her duty to scold Mo Zhenzhen.

Mo Zhenzhen didn't feel much, but she still had to do some superficial work.

At least she couldn't let Mr. Mo continue to be "rampant", otherwise she was afraid that when he died, Mo Xiang would stab him to death with a sword.

So Mo Zhenzhen spoke calmly.

"I took inventory of the warehouse..." Just these five words made Mr. Mo become impatient.

He frowned and was about to scold her, but heard Mo Zhenzhen finish her sentence quietly.

"...The things in the warehouse now are not enough money to provide disaster relief to my hometown." "..." Lord Mo didn't seem to realize what Mo Zhenzhen said. It took him a long time before his eyes wandered around the table. , picked up the 'treasury book' and started looking through it.

The first page of this booklet contains the amount of gold and silver left in the warehouse.

Looking at the amount of gold and silver, Mr. Mo Hou mentally calculated the area of ​​his hometown that was affected by the disaster this year, the people who were affected, and the rice and flour needed. At that moment, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it. Their Hou Mansion is actually so poor!
In fact, the Hou Mansion itself is not poor. If it only provides for the internal expenses of the Hou Mansion, it should be fine for another few decades. And in these decades, as long as the Hou Mansion properly reorganizes the family property, it can stop the decline.

But I couldn't bear the disaster in my hometown this year. There were still many Mo family members, and it was impossible for them all to move out of the disaster area, so they had no choice but to provide disaster relief.

As mentioned in the previous mission of Natural Disaster in the Supernatural World, if a person fails, it will be a destructive level existence. If it really goes to that step, let alone the clan members in my hometown. If there is only one dog left alive in my hometown, those ghosts and monsters will lose. .

However, for such a large-scale disaster relief, the amount of money and food needed to be spent is by no means a small amount. Even if the court is willing to provide disaster relief, in order to ensure that a large number of ghost soldiers are not formed, they must subsidize it privately (disaster relief food funds are deducted layer by layer) , the remaining half was the result of the hard work of the officials of the Mo family in the court).

Calculating the money for the subsidy, emptying out the entire Hou Mansion would not be enough for what he had calculated in his mind. So what should he do now?
The Hou Mansion cannot fail yet. He has just exchanged Mo Zhenzhen for some benefits for the Mo family's children, and booked two important positions in the court. If the Hou Mansion shows signs of decline now, then these two positions may not be guaranteed. It's about to go to waste.

Lord Mo continued to flip through the pages, and there were some rare curios at the back.

These things are said to be worth thousands of gold, but they cannot actually be sold at such a high price.

If you meet a buyer you particularly like, you might be able to give a high price. If you don't meet a buyer, you'll have to pay the 'market price'.

Lord Mo obviously knew that these things were valuable, but she didn't know how much they were worth.

But Mo Zhenzhen was very familiar with the prices of these things.

So when Mo Houye turned to that page, she quoted the pawn prices of the items on that page, one by one, and finally thoughtfully gave the total price.

This booklet is quite thick, with more than 100 items recorded on it, but the total price is just enough for disaster relief.

But all the money on the books of the Hou Mansion has been used for disaster relief. How will the Hou Mansion operate in the future?

In this era, face is the most important thing for a man when he goes out to socialize, especially in the houses of these dignitaries. They can't lose face even if they lose anything. What's more, the Marquis Mansion is in a critical period of change, and they won't wait for you to show your incompetence.

Now Lord Mo didn't care about being particular about Mo Zhenzhen. He stood up and dragged the chair so that it made a screeching sound, and then he walked around there as if thinking of countermeasures.

Mo Zhenzhen frowned at the harsh sound of wood being dragged, but she soon relaxed.

She didn't raise her eyes, and she didn't need to observe Lord Mo's reaction, because she knew very well Lord Mo's choice.

Nowadays, Mo Zhenzhen is a hot cake. He wanted to invite Mo Zhenzhen to give her more peace cards this time.

Now that there is a problem in the Hou Mansion, this is the first solution he thinks of.

The irritability and helplessness he showed while walking around there were just for her to see. She felt bored and didn't want to watch and wanted to get straight to the point, so she didn't even look at Lord Mo.

However, what Lord Mo observed from the corner of his eye was that Mo Zhenzhen was meek and respectful, as if he could get whatever he wanted and squeeze out all her value.

　I'm a little tired. I will update more from tomorrow. Don't worry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)