Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

The next morning, Mo Zhaohua and Rong Qing went to pay their respects to Old Madam Mo.

Madam Mo had a quarrel with her sisters-in-law yesterday. She looked even worse today and was in no spirit at all.

Mo Zhaohua asked knowingly, causing trouble for her early in the morning, "Grandma, are you still angry about Great Grandma's matter?"

Madam Mo frowned, "This old woman, when she was young, she relied on being the eldest daughter-in-law to bully me every day, and now she is old, she still bullies me."

Rong Qing gently comforted her, "Mother-in-law, please think more positively. Being angry is harmful to your health. Wouldn't that just satisfy your aunt's wishes?"

Mo Zhaohua seemed to be thinking about something. "Our family is indeed not at peace this year. Is it because we didn't pray well on the Buddha Bathing Day this year?"

Madam Mo is a devout Buddhist. Although she is old and may forget other things, she remembers things related to Buddhism clearly.

Mo Zhaohua didn't mention Mo Yaohua in any of his words, but just saying "Buddha's Bathing Day" was already reminding her of what happened that day.

Madam Mo really remembered, "I remember now, this year's Buddhist scriptures were copied by Sister Yao, and they fell to the ground that day."

Rong Qing was not present that day and did not care about the matter. To cooperate with Mo Zhaohua, he asked: "How could the Buddhist scriptures fall to the ground?"

Mo Zhaohua speculated: "Could it be that we have offended the Buddha and are being punished, causing unrest in our home?"

Madam Mo gritted her teeth in anger, "This Sister Yao has done nothing good, but has done bad things one after another."

Mo Zhaohua suggested, "Why don't you go to Baohua Temple to burn incense? While you're still not married, you can do something for the family."

Given Zhao's temper, it is impossible for him to just cause trouble once. It is estimated that he will instigate other members of the Mohist School to cause trouble next.

Mo Zhaohua had already achieved his goal, so he was too lazy to watch them fighting each other and wanted to find a quiet place to do something important.

Rong Qing glanced outside. "It's so hot, it must be hard for Zhao Zhao to go to Baohua Temple, and he has to climb up the mountain."

Madam Mo showed concern for Mo Zhaohua, and her tone was quite gentle. "Yes, the heat is so severe now, be careful not to get sunburned."

Rong Qing was deeply moved when she heard this. If it were in the past, she would probably be grateful for this word of concern.

As the saying goes, no one knows a daughter better than her mother. She knew very well how much Mo Zhaohua wanted recognition and care from her elders.

However, she also knew how little Mo Zhaohua cared about these things now, so she was just sighing and no longer felt grateful.

"It doesn't matter. As long as our family can live in peace, let alone going to Baohua Temple, our children and grandchildren are willing to go through mountains, fire and seas."

Mo Zhaohua looked very moved and spoke righteously, but in fact he was thinking about going to Baohua Temple to do serious business.

"Good boy, you are the one who truly cares about our Mo family, unlike that little bitch Yao Jie'er who only thinks about herself."

Madam Mo was filled with emotion and excitement, and the regret in her heart grew stronger. She only wished that time could not go back and let her start over.

Mo Zhaohua said solemnly: "My mother has taught my granddaughter since she was young that my mother's family will share honor and disgrace with me, and they are my greatest support."

Madam Mo praised Rong Qing, "Your mother taught you very well. Sister Yao should not have been raised by a foxy concubine."

Rong Qing had been looking forward to her praise, which was a recognition of her efforts, but when the day finally came, it did not cause any waves.

As expected, as long as you really don't care, then nothing will matter. Be it praise or scolding, it will all be like wind passing by your ears.

Mo Zhaohua immediately made the decision, "Then my granddaughter will leave tomorrow morning and will have to leave before dawn, so she won't come here specially to say goodbye to her grandmother."

Madam Mo did not stop her. She was just being polite. "Okay, then why don't you come to Grandma's house for dinner tonight?"

Mo Zhaohua didn't want to have dinner with her. "No, grandma, I want to accompany mother. Mother only has me."

Madam Mo smiled and said, "You all come, and I will call your father, and then our family will be reunited."

The family she was talking about at this moment no longer included Mo Yaohua.

***

It was not yet daybreak the next day.

A carriage slowly drove away from the Minister of Revenue's Mansion.

Mo Zhaohua took Yueying and Amber with him, while Zhenzhu stayed behind to look after the yard.

She leaned against the carriage with a soft pillow behind her. "I'll sleep a little longer. Don't call me if you have nothing else to do."

When the carriage reached the western suburbs, it was already dawn. When we reached the foot of Yanxia Mountain, we could see farmers working everywhere.

The area below the waist of Qixia Mountain is relatively flat and horse-drawn carriages can travel on it. One has to get off the carriage and walk halfway up the mountain.

The driver sat on the carriage and raised his voice to remind them, "We are going up the mountain. Miss and the two girls, please sit down."

Amber responded, "Okay, please try to be steady and don't bump the lady."

The carriage went up the mountain slowly. Because it was the hottest time of June, there were not many people going up the mountain to worship.

Mo Zhaohua quietly lifted the car curtain, looked at the desolate outside, and recalled the scene when he last came to Baohua Temple.

It was the beginning of late spring, and there were pilgrims and people out for a walk. She could feel the bustle even in the carriage.

During that incense-burning trip, she drew a marriage lot for herself and Chu Xuanchi, which strengthened her determination to get married.

When they were almost halfway up the mountain, the carriage suddenly stopped. Fortunately, it was moving slowly and stopped steadily.

Amber raised her voice and asked, "Brother Driver, what's wrong?"

The driver replied, "There is someone blocking the road ahead, and the guards have gone to deal with it."

Mo Zhaohua became alert instantly and glanced at Yueying, but Yueying didn't notice.

Amber came out of the car to check the situation, "Ouch... there is so much blood, miss, please don't look at it."

Mo Zhaohua had already stuck his head out and saw a man lying on the ground, covered in blood.

Judging from the man's clothes, he didn't look like a rich man. He raised his hand slightly and said weakly, "Save me..."

The guard walked up to him quickly and asked loudly, "Who are you? What happened to you that you ended up like this?"

The man raised his face with difficulty. His face was covered in blood and his original appearance could not be seen. "I am..."

Mo Zhaohua didn't let him finish his words, and retracted his head, "Move him aside, and we will continue to climb the mountain."

Amber also followed back to the carriage, with a look of pity in her eyes, "That man seems to be dying, Miss, are you not going to save him?"

Mo Zhaohua leaned lazily on the soft pillow, "Let's go up the mountain first."

Yueying was rarely curious. "Miss, you are kind-hearted. Why didn't you save me today?"

Mo Zhaohua closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, "Don't pick up people casually outside, it's easy to become unlucky."

Amber's eyes were full of confusion. "I don't understand, Sister Yueying, do you know what the young lady means by this?"

Yueying shook her head and looked at Mo Zhaohua with dark eyes, "Miss, what you said is too profound. I don't understand it either."

Mo Zhaohua did not answer immediately. She waited until the guards moved the injured man aside and the coachman drove the carriage away for a distance before she spoke.

"This is the outskirts of Shengjing City. There is Baohua Temple on Qixia Mountain, not a mountain path. There shouldn't be bandits or robbers roaming around and hurting people."

Yueying reacted immediately, "Miss, do you suspect there is a trick?"

Amber still looked confused, "What?"