It turns out that you are undefeated in the East

On the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, the youngest son of Brother Du's family made an engagement post, and Mo Wuming, as a younger uncle who is not a real uncle but a real uncle, accompanied him to support the event.Although the common people will also follow the ancient six rituals when they get married, but according to the actual situation, everything will be simplified.

But marriage is always a major event in life. The second sister-in-law Du asked the elders of the family to count the auspicious omens. Today, she accepts the levy, six taels of dowry, two sets of silver jewelry and a pair of gold bracelets, some dessert cakes, two pieces of cotton cloth, blue and red, and new satin. two feet.

In this small village, it was quite crowded, and Mrs. Du's cheeks were flushed from being so busy.In fact, there is nothing Mo Wuming needs to do, Second Brother Du insists on him coming, presumably to make him feel happy at the closest distance?

He added a little gift, and followed the people to the woman's house.Along the way, I couldn't help but feel emotional, who would have thought that the boy who was less than his shoulders, it was time to marry a wife in a blink of an eye.

Mo Wuming followed him, but Second Brother Du insisted on keeping him for dinner.The auspicious day to welcome the bride is set to be three months later, and today is the big ceremony. The youngest son's marriage is almost settled, and the couple are both happy and sad.

Brother Du took Mo Wuming and kept sighing and drinking, sometimes urging him to work hard: This life is half over, can I still host the wedding banquet for you in my lifetime?

Mo Wuming was noncommittal, he had been urged a lot in the past two years, and he didn't have any intention of repeating these words over and over again.Just drinking the wine in the glass, thinking about the possibility of marrying Dongfang, do you want to have a wedding?What kind of thing do you want to do?

Mo Wuming left Zhuangzi early in the morning, Dongfang refused to accompany him, and sat on the futon to practice the mind method.Not long after, his eyelashes fluttered, opened slowly, and opened the window.There was an owl sound high in the sky, and a black spot was getting closer.

He raised his left arm slightly, and the black falcon swooped down, standing firmly on his shoulder, with fierce eagle eyes.

Dongfang helped it's head and neck, took out the letter box, and there was another complaint from Brother Tong and a letter urging him to go to Islam.He pinched it with two fingers, and the note turned into flying ashes and scattered away.

He stood up with his lips pursed, his eyes sparkling, and he calmed down for a moment, it was time for him to go back.

Having made up his mind, Dongfang went into Mo Wuming's study, left the letter, thought about it and put it in an envelope.

Then he rang the bell at his hand, and after a while, Mo Qing knocked on the door and came in: "Your Highness, what do you want me to do?"

"Bring my horse."

'Ah', Mo Qing didn't turn the corner for a while, his expression was slightly stunned, seeing the distinguished guest frowning, full of doubts, he immediately responded: "Yes, the little one will be brought here."

Mo Qing retreated lightly, a little anxious, the master was not there, but he had told this guest to have absolute freedom in the Zhuangzi.However, does the master who leads his own horse want to leave? Does the master know?

Dongfang stayed alone in the study room, and he saw the painting he had practiced at the beginning, three peonies of various colors, the painting skills were rough, and there was no sense of beauty.

He stared at it for a while, moved his fingers slightly, but still didn't take it off.Just hang it up, and he will draw a good one someday and present it to Mo Wuming.

The boy came back quickly, he heard the neighing of the horse, got up and walked out the door.This horse has been eating well recently, and some people watched it for a walk. Its mane is shiny and smooth, and it has become much stronger.

Dongfang touched the mane of the horse, lightly got on the horse, and turned his head to take a last look at the main building behind him.He turned his gaze to the servant at the side: "I have something to leave, so you don't need to tell him, this will be handed over to him when he comes back."

Handing the envelope to Mo Qing, he pursed his lips, and immediately left with his horse's belly.Dongfang was expressionless, galloping against the wind, with deep eyebrows and eyes, wondering what Mo Wuming thought of him not saying goodbye again.

He only knew that if he didn't leave, something would get out of control.When Mo Wuming looked at him, the desire in his eyes couldn't be concealed more and more, he lowered his eyes, although the man would change the subject and leave early every time, how could he not know what that meant.

'Drive', he raised his whip, and the horse galloped faster and faster like an arrow off the string.Dongfang's black pupils are even more calm and sharp. He shouldn't be greedy for this ordinary warmth. He still has his own ambitions, and he can't...

Mo Qing watched the guests leave so quickly like a stake, the red cloak was twisting and flying in the cold wind.Subconsciously, he squeezed the envelope tightly, and there was no one in his field of vision. He looked down at the letter in his hand, feeling inexplicably hot.

The road is slippery in winter, and the sky is dark and it will be difficult to walk. Mo Wuming bid farewell to Brother Du's family as soon as possible, bathed in the dusk, and got on the horse.He carried the wedding cake that Second Aunt Du insisted on giving him, and with a smile on his face, he went back to give Dongfang a taste, feeling happy together.

When he arrived at Zhuangzi, he saw Mo Qing who was welcoming him at the door with a gentle voice: "It's cold, don't wait outside, go in and warm yourself."

"Hey, good. I'll take it." Mo Qing took the rein from the master, walked all the way inside, and glanced at the master from time to time.

"What's the matter? You are so hesitant, hesitant to speak."

"Ah, it's like this. At noon today, the guest straddled the horse and left."

Mo Wuming paused while smoothing his sleeves, and slowly raised his eyes: "Oh, where did you go?"

"I don't know," Mo Qing hurriedly took out the letterhead and handed it over, "This is what the guest told you."

Mo Wuming took the letter and said nothing, the corners of his mouth were flattened, and he went into the study without saying a word.

He was pinching the letter paper in his hand, frowning, and there was obvious displeasure in his eyes.There was no one in the room, he leaned back indulgently on the back of the chair, the letter slipped from his hand, and only two small but smooth words 'Goodbye' were caught in the middle.

He didn't care about the slipped letter paper, raised his hand to pinch the brow, a little tired, let's rest early today.

Early the next morning, Mo Qing looked at the refreshed master, and couldn't hide his surprise, thinking that the master would be unhappy or uncomfortable if this distinguished guest left without saying goodbye?It seems that it has no effect.

Mo Wuming ignored the young boy's mind racing, he was dressed neatly, got a horse, and went to 'full house'.

"Boss, you're here." Steward Liu is busy checking the situation in the store, and it's always busy for a while when it opens in the new year.Seeing Mo Wuming coming, he put down his nagging, and immediately led him to the accountant's room.

"Yeah." Mo Wuming put down the plan that he flipped over casually, raised his eyes and said the business, "I'm going on a long trip, and Housekeeper Liu will continue to take care of the affairs here."

"Oh, okay." Butler Liu was not surprised, without raising his eyelids, "Which direction are you going this time?"

"To the north, inspect, maybe open up a new area." He tapped the map with his fingertips, with a slight smile in his heart.

Steward Liu was finally surprised, whether the stall is a bit bigger, and after thinking about it, the owner is a successful one, so he didn't say much.

"Then you go to Luoyang to see the children, and help bring some things." Liu Zhiyao's wife is pregnant, so it is not easy to be tired from long distances, and she has not come back this year for the Chinese New Year, so it is inevitable to miss it.

"Okay, the things are ready, and they will be sent directly to Zhuangzi."

Without staying any longer, Mo Wuming stood up and left, there was still a lot of preparations to be done.He had a 'full house' and looked up at the gloomy weather, but he was in a happy mood. The whole year's plan lies in spring, so he wants to be more active.

With strong winds and strong horses all the way, Dong Fang finally climbed to Heimu Cliff covered in frost.Tong Baixiong, who got the letter, immediately threw his sword and rushed to the leader's courtyard, all the attendants on the way couldn't see him clearly.

"Brother Dongfang, you are back. Old bear, I haven't had a good year. It's all such trivial and annoying things. This coaching is really not easy. You, the right master, are back, so hurry up and take over this matter." Let's go back."

Dongfang had just bathed, and came out in only a single layer of clothes when he heard the voice coming from afar.Her black hair was half-dry, her eyes were moist from the bath, and she was lazy and seductive.

It's a pity that Tong Baixiong, the big bastard, didn't notice at all, he just kept complaining that this is not a human being, and Sang Sanniang didn't help him manage the shared affairs.

Dongfang stroked his sleeves, poured a glass of wine, and listened with a smile, without saying a word.After a while, Tong Baixiong finally stopped and drank a glass of wine when he was about to run out of saliva.

"Why, the position above [-] people is so bad?" Dongfang smiled lightly and clinked glasses with him, it's been a while since he's had a drink.

When Tong Baixiong heard this, the unshaven rough man's face twisted into a ball: "Brother Dongfang, aren't you Brother Mai Tai? My old bear is so impatient."

After a pause, he remembered something, his face straightened, and his voice lowered a bit: "By the way, for some reason, the holy girl wanted to go down the Black Wood Cliff, but Sang Sanniang pushed you away and temporarily stopped her. You said it was It's not that there's something hidden, I heard that Xiang Wentian was inquiring about Ren Woxing's whereabouts, and even found the holy lady."

Seeing Dongfang turning the wine glass, he lowered his eyes and said nothing, and complained again: "You said you were kinder to that daughter who let me go, but you were afraid that people would embarrass her, so you specially made her a saint, and even the three corpse brain god pills Let her give out all the antidote. If she has something tricky in her heart, isn't she making trouble? How about I go and warn her?"

"No need," Dongfang put down his wine glass and stared at him, "Looking at the little girl who has grown up, what can he care about. I'll see her now."