There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

In front of outsiders, we still have to save face for her.

"What do you think of this house?"

"It's not quite right. I just took a quick look around. It's only superficially glamorous; in reality, there are many places that have been in disrepair for years, and the overall layout is unreasonable, especially the feng shui..."

Upon hearing Jiang Mo's question, the Moon Goddess answered fluently without hesitation, clearly demonstrating her keen observation of the place.

But halfway through her speech, she realized something was amiss.

So, somewhat speechless, he looked at Jiang Mo sitting there drinking tea, raised his hand, and tapped the stone table:

“I said, you asked me to come and look after the house.”

"Why is it that when we got here, it seemed like I was the only one doing anything productive? This house wasn't even bought for me!"

Originally, the Moon Goddess's plan for today was to conserve her energy.

They planned to sit cross-legged in the room to recover and digest the many feelings and insights from yesterday. However, as soon as it was light, Jiang Mo pulled them out of Zilan Pavilion.

At first, the moon goddess refused.

Unexpectedly, the lively and active Fei Yan couldn't stay in the room and happily ran off without Jiang Mo's persuasion. This forced Yue Shen to follow, since Fei Yan now seemed like someone who could be easily tricked.

Especially when facing Jiang Mo, the Moon Goddess felt that she had to be on high alert.

After all, Fei Yan still calls her "sister".

Since we're already here, let's take a good look at the house. We'll probably be staying here for a while anyway.

This is what the moon goddess thought, and this is what she did.

Turning around, they saw Jiang Mo, who had led them out, sitting calmly with a cup of tea. Meanwhile, Yan Lingji, nominally the mistress of the house, was being obediently scolded.

Feiyan, who forced her to come along, was lively and active, running around in the yard.

She's the only one who gets things done!

At this moment, the Moon Goddess was extremely frustrated, much like a homebody whose pleasant weekend was disrupted by a group activity. She reluctantly went out, only to find that she was the only one doing the important work.

At that moment, she really wanted to smash Jiang Mo's hard-earned achievements on the ground and trample on this bastard who, despite being the organizer, hadn't put in any effort.

"Haah~"

Yawning, Jiang Mo downed his tea in one gulp, stood up, and readily agreed, "Then let's not consider this place."

Facing the Moon Goddess's glare through the veil, he replied with an encouraging remark, much like a seasoned leader: "I trust you to handle things."

It's hard.

The fist has hardened!

The Moon Goddess, who was secretly clenching her fists, suddenly felt that Jiang Mo was just as annoying as Dong Jun.

Even though it was a fair transaction between the two parties with no distinction of superiority or inferiority, Jiang Mo very naturally placed himself in the position of giving orders without ever consulting her opinion.

how?

Do you really think of her as a bed warmer?

Just as she was pondering whether to secretly teach Jiang Mo a lesson, a bright, sunny smile appeared in her peripheral vision. Fei Yan ran up to her and placed the flower wreath in her hand on the Moon Goddess's head:

"This is for you, Sister Yue, don't be angry~"

The delicate white flowers were blooming happily in the sunlight, and as if infected by Fei Yan's smile, the Moon Goddess couldn't help but smile as well.

As he led Feiyan outside, he no longer felt that looking at houses was a boring and foolish thing.

The three women were not suited to appear in public, so they arranged for a carriage to be parked directly in the front yard.

Jiang Mo was about to board the carriage when he unexpectedly saw a familiar old man beside it. He was slightly taken aback, then smiled with narrowed eyes:

"It's been a long time, Boss Tang."

"I really didn't expect to run into you here. I doubt there are many people in Xinzheng City whose whereabouts can be kept from you, right?"

Jiang Mo still had a slight smile on his face, but when the Moon Goddess saw the appearance of a stranger, her expression, which had just softened, immediately turned frosty again.

There was no dazzling display of light and shadow.

There was no surging, powerful energy.

The Moon Goddess simply shielded Fei Yan behind her without making a sound, but a sense of unease crept up Tang Qi's spine, making this old man, who had struggled between life and death countless times, fall silent in fear.

"Young Master Jiang, you misunderstand. How could I possibly have the intention to spy on your whereabouts? I was merely entrusted by a noble person to give you something."

Struggling to maintain her composure, Tang Qi took out a brocade box from her bosom.

When she bowed respectfully and handed the item to Jiang Mo, her arm was still trembling, showing extreme humility.

The box was opened, and inside was the land deed for the house.

And there was also a letter written on silk cloth, placed at the very bottom of the box. When unfolded, a line of small embroidered characters came into view:

"I don't know when you plan to move out of Zilanxuan."

"But since this house is just sitting empty anyway, I might as well hand it over to you to manage when the time is right. Don't be stingy; if you need servants to look after the house, then hire more. As for expenses, just have Old Tang put them on the books..."

"Why does the ink smudge so easily when I write on this tattered strip of cloth? I still have so much to write to you..."

"Never mind, just remember to come visit me often."

As complained in the letter, not much could be written on the silk cloth covered only by an embroidered handkerchief; the writing became smaller and blurrier towards the end, to the point that it was difficult to decipher.

There was no name at the end of the envelope.

The painting simply sketches the shape of a fox and leaves a real fox paw print as if stamping it.

The identity of the letter writer is self-evident.

"Wow, impressive! You were just about to move out of Zilan Pavilion and someone offered you a house. Living off a woman like that is really savvy!"

No one will snoop on such private matters as letters.

But Yan Lingji had no psychological burden at all. She rested her chin on Jiang Mo's shoulder and peeked out to read the letter, quickly figuring out who the writer was.

However, she didn't throw a tantrum like she did last night.

Instead, he revealed an expression that seemed to say, "It's really nice to be a kept man, let me have a taste too," and reached out to take the land deed from the box.

"Not bad, not bad, this bento is a gift for me."

Without stopping Yan Lingji's seemingly extortionate behavior, Jiang Mo carefully put the letter away and nodded to the somewhat bewildered Tang Qi:

"I see, I misunderstood."

"Where exactly is this house? Is it convenient for us to go and take a look now? I'll have to trouble you, Boss Tang, to show me the way."

"Not at all, sir, please get in the carriage."

When Jiang Mo explained that it was a misunderstanding, he gave Yue Shen a look, signaling her to lower her guard and stop threatening him. This allowed Tang Qi to recover from the invisible pressure and calmly lead the way for Jiang Mo.

Chapter 41 Let me see you in this outfit.

"Tsk tsk tsk, they're really outrageously rich!"

After wandering around the courtyard several times, Yan Lingji returned to the main hall. She touched and looked at the spotless furniture and decorations, and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

This time, it wasn't that she, coming from Baiyue, was ignorant; like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, she was always prone to making a fuss.

Rather, this residence is truly magnificent.

Even the Moon Goddess, who came from the Yin-Yang School and didn't care much about worldly things, couldn't help but be shocked.

After walking around, I couldn't find anything to complain about.

If I had to say something, it would be that the house is a bit too big, and even just the daily cleaning and maintenance would probably require a considerable expense.

But even such an unreasonable flaw is not a big deal.

Because Hu Meier had planned ahead, all daily expenses were recorded in Tang Qi's accounts, so Jiang Mo didn't have to worry about it at all.

Speaking of Jiang Mo, he is now quite knowledgeable.

He could come and go freely at the Sima residence and had even visited the imperial palace, but after touring this mansion, Jiang Mo couldn't help but be moved.

This place is certainly not the most magnificent residence in Xinzheng City.

Even in terms of extravagance, it cannot compare to the Purple Orchid Pavilion, let alone the magnificent imperial palace.

But as for the feeling of living there...

Jiang Mo dared to assert without hesitation that this was absolutely the most comfortable residence in the entire city of Xinzheng.

Putting aside everything else, it has all kinds of furniture, including tables, chairs, benches, etc.

Finally, we don't have to kneel together at those low tables anymore when we have meals together; that posture is truly inhuman.

Even with Jiang Mo's current strength, he couldn't endure kneeling for an extended period.

Even the most skilled martial artists can suffer from leg numbness and discomfort due to prolonged kneeling, which can lead to poor blood circulation and make them unable to get out of bed.

If you don't believe me, you can ask the person who accidentally ripped Jiang Mo's belt because their leg went numb.

These pieces of furniture may not be particularly valuable, but they can genuinely improve one's quality of life.

More importantly, these were all things Jiang Mo had taught Hu Meier.

It is a product that should not have appeared in this era, embodying the blood, sweat and wisdom of countless craftsmen.

Now, Hu Meier has brought her back to Jiang Mo's side.

Once Jiang Mo sat down on the chair in the hall, wanting to adopt a relaxed, reclining posture like Ge You, he didn't want to get up again.

But Hu Meier brought him more surprises than that.

Another person arrived uninvited and walked straight into the courtyard. Jiang Mo was more familiar with this person than with Tang Qi.

"Nongyu? What brings you here? Did Zinu send you?"

Just as he hadn't expected to meet Tang Qi, Jiang Mo also hadn't expected that Nongyu would come to visit him before he had even settled into the house.

Subconsciously, he thought something had happened to Zi Nu.

His expression involuntarily tensed up, and his previous lazy posture vanished instantly. As he straightened his back, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

"It has nothing to do with Sister Zi Nu; it was my aunt who instructed me to come."