Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

Wang Mang raised his eyebrows, he didn't think he was worth anything.

Before the carpenters could react, Xia Bai'an had already raised a question: "Now that I know that you and Ji Shitang are not dealing with each other, I dare to ask rashly. What is wrong with Ji Shitang today?"

After she finished speaking, she put the letter of recommendation back from Qin Tiansheng on the table, and continued to ask, "As far as I know, Jishitang never discriminates high and low when it opens its doors, why is the Jishitang in the capital so crazy?" Ao, what happened in it?"

Neither Wang Mang nor Li Fugui could read well.

Seeing this, Mo Qian picked up the letter and read it completely.

Wang Mang came back to his senses, and it took him a long time to speak seriously.

"The Jishitang in the past few months was indeed like that. It's just that it has completely changed after that."

"A few months ago, the eldest son of Jishitang, the eldest son, took his son out to inspect the store. It was once every five years, and visited all the branches for a period of one year, preparing for the future inheritance of the family business. But the young master just left, On the back foot, old master Qin and the eldest young lady suddenly became seriously ill on the couch, and the current Ji Shitang is taken care of by the concubine young master born by my aunt."

Wang Mang spoke concisely, but deliberately stopped for a while to let Xia Bai'an digest what he just said.

But Xia Bai'an thought about it carefully, and was puzzled: "The old man and the young lady are both sick, it's too coincidental."

"What's the coincidence? It's just a family matter of the Qin family in Jishitang. It's a pity that the second young master born out of a concubine is very lazy, but his wife is a famous tigress and king of hell, and she is in charge of Jishitang with her son Qin Tiansheng. The mother and son The two like to cling to the powerful and despise the poor, so they reorganized the Jishi Hall into this appearance."

Wang Mang did not sigh at this, but sneered coldly.

He ate two mouthfuls of food and watched as a group of servants set up a table next to him, and the cook thoughtfully cooked a large pot of vegetables, each of which was divided into two portions and served to the large and small tables respectively. A group of people crowded around the hall, making it lively , but not more polite than other wealthy families in the capital.

So Wang Mang added another sentence: "Miss Xia, it seems that it is not suitable for the capital."

Li Fugui pushed him and reprimanded him in a low voice: "He is the benefactor who attached your fingers, how can you talk!"

Even Mo Che, who had been silent all this time, raised his head slowly and methodically.

"Some people have to be trapped in the quagmire to survive, but some people are better at stepping on the old customs. Whether she is suitable for the capital is not for you to decide."

Mo Che's voice was clearly gentle and clear like that of a literati.

But all the people at the table could hear a bit of calm and prestige, and they were all stunned.

Even Xia Bai'an didn't expect that he would actually speak for himself because of such a small matter. He felt warm in his heart, and with a slight smile, he picked up a chopsticks of sweet and sour pork tenderloin, and smiled: "Eat some sweet ones, and you won't be able to talk to me in the future." It’s so heartwarming.”

The tense atmosphere just now was instantly shattered by this ambiguous sentence.

The chill in Mo Che's eyes disappeared, and he threw the sweet and sour pork back into Xia Bai'an's bowl impatiently: "Sweet."

"You are so picky about food, how can you set a good example for Xue'er?" Xia Bai'an pretended to be shocked.

"I'm not picky!" Mo Xue called.

Xia Bai Anle smiled straight, and personally picked up a chopsticks of hot sweet and sour pork loin for Mo Xue, and some meatballs for Mo Che, and just now turned to look at Wang Mang, she said: "Senior, I'm Young people are naturally willing to listen. As for Mo Che, he is a genius, and I hope seniors don't take such arrogant words to heart."

"Arrogance?" Mo Che looked at her.

"You're just crazy."

Xia Bai'an continued to stuff his mouth with meatballs.

Wang Mang didn't expect that his serious proposal would suddenly make the atmosphere tense, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed when Xia Bai'an called him senior, "Miss Xia doesn't need to call me senior, it's really inappropriate for me to say that just now..."

"Then I'll call you Brother Wang Mang directly. You don't have to be cautious, I'm just asking about the situation of Ji Shi Tang, and after that, after your severed finger is connected, you have to come to me for review." Xia Bai'an said.

"Recheck?"

"The severed finger is attached now. I have to check the medicine if I can let you do carving work in the future."

"I see." Wang Mang's eyes darkened a bit.

However, Xia Bai'an comforted: "Don't worry too much, I still have confidence in my medical skills. I have dinner today, I will treat it as if I have made a few more friends in the capital. If there is anything to do in the future, I'm afraid I will have to bother you all."

"What you said..."

Li Fugui slapped his leg subconsciously, but accidentally brushed the wound, grinning in pain, with a flattering smile on his face.

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, several carpenters hurriedly exchanged cups to please Xia Bai'an.

Only Wang Mang scratched his face in embarrassment.

People are so enthusiastic, it is indeed a bit immoral to pour cold water on themselves.

After dinner, the carpenters naturally took the wounded back to rest, the servants took care of the affairs in the hall, and the children went back to their rooms to read their books. Only Xia Bai'an walked up to Mo Che: "Martial Academy How's things going?"

"So you still remember." Mo Che looked at her coldly.

"Of course I remember, this is a big deal. It's not easy to ask because so many people were here just now." Xia Bai'an smiled slightly and went forward, waiting for his good news.

Mo Che subconsciously slowed down, and walked side by side with her in the corridor: "The matter over there at the Martial Arts Academy has been settled, according to the pills you gave, I took the pills for the first and second half of the game, plus...some of the pills I used to have in the academy. It's okay, I guess."

Xia Bai'an's eyes lit up: "Then this is a good thing. According to what you said, Baichuan Academy has some relationship with the imperial court. If you step into it, the Mo family will definitely not let you turn around and leave. On the contrary, it will be easy for people to discover your identity." .As long as you stay in the martial arts academy, the Mo family can't pinch your braid."

"Yes." Mo Che nodded, then stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Xia Bai'an asked.

Mo Che took a deep look at her: "I just decided to enroll in the academy today, and many people came to my door, wanting to put people around me."

Cypriot?

Xia Bai'an was thinking about book boys and the like, but seeing the impatience in Mo Che's eyes, she suddenly realized.

Be good to me, Mo Che is a man full of love in the book.

It can be said that everyone loves flowers and sees flowers bloom, and someone sends a woman to his bed after trying his courage.

Looking at it now, he really has a lot of peach blossoms.

Xia Bai'an's face changed again and again, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he thought that Mo Che might still use these people to climb up the ladder. If he refused because he was his wife in name, he would be broken. There are many back roads.

If it's just a small use, grab a little contact.It is also a good way.

Xia Bai'an temporarily ignored the strangeness in his heart, and asked seriously: "Is there anything you like? Whose daughter is it? Will it be useful for your future career?"