The silly king's daughter-in-law is a plant?

The normally closed and deserted Wangfu is now full of people. Two gorgeous carriages are parked outside the door. The servants move things from the Wangfu into the black carriage in an orderly manner. More than a dozen maidservants in all clothes are standing on both sides of the carriage. On the side, the strong bodyguards form two rows behind.

I haven't seen such a grand scene for a long time, and passers-by curiously formed a semicircle to watch the excitement.

"What is the reason why the Nine Princes' Mansion is so mobilizing teachers and people?" asked a thin scholar who was holding a round book in his hand.

The woman next to her holding a vegetable basket said, "I heard that Master Mo's birthday is approaching, and the Ninth Princess took the prince back to celebrate Master Mo's birthday."

"Oh, so that's the case. No wonder he brought so many rare treasures. Mo Jiagui is the number one royal merchant in his country, and he has been dealing with the royal family all year round. It should be no surprise." The scholar shook his head and said.

A piece of gold leaf dropped from the mouth of the rich is the monthly expenses of the common people. Sure enough, they have to study poetry and books and gain fame as soon as possible in order to enjoy the glory and wealth.

The scholar was reading the book in his hand, and walked away muttering.

After Mo Ling woke up from sleep, the butler had already prepared everything he needed to bring. He stretched his waist and went to have breakfast with Xi Mojiu before the two went out to Qingshui Town.

After sitting in the slow-moving carriage for two days, Mo Ling's face turned blue, and his eyes were black. When he got off the carriage, he almost fell, but fortunately, Xi Mojiu saved him with quick hands and eyes.

"Is Ling Ling uncomfortable?" Xi Mojiu asked Ling Ling while hugging her.

Lingling coughed dryly, came out of his arms and waved his hands: "Don't mention it, this road is bumpy, almost knocked out my internal organs."

"Viscera?" Xi Mojiu grabbed Mo Ling's two hands with one hand, and the other hand went to break Mo Ling's mouth.

"Well, Xi Mojiu, what are you doing?! Bah, bah, bah." Mo Ling pushed him away, and immediately spit out the salty taste in his mouth into the open space. When it's hot in summer, people's palms will secrete sweat, just a few times , He didn't know how much sweat Xi Mojiu had eaten.

Xi Mojiu blinked innocently: "I'm checking to see if Lingling has vomited out his internal organs. If he vomited, I'll help Lingling pick it up and put it back."

"You... oh..." Mo Ling couldn't laugh or cry, and simply turned around to ignore him.

Refuse to chat with the fool, otherwise the internal organs will not be spit out by him, and the person will be pissed off with smoke on his head.

While chatting, Mo Ling's personal maid, Yazhi, had already gone to Mo's residence to make an announcement.Immediately, a large group of people ran out like a file of water, the leader was a middle-aged man with a round figure and a black hat, who was the original owner's father, Mo Gang.Afterwards, the middle-aged woman with tears in her eyes, a gold hairpin on her head, and plain clothes was the mother of the original owner.

"Cao Min joins Ninth Prince and Ninth Concubine." Master Mo led a group of people to kneel down and said.

In order not to make people suspect, Mo Ling hurriedly took a step forward, quickly helped Master Mo and Mrs. Mo, and hurriedly said: "Father, what are you doing, please get up quickly."

Xi Mojiu followed Mo Ling and said cheerfully, "Dad, mother, get up quickly."

After Master Mo stood up, he did not forget to thank him: "Thank you, my lord and my concubine."

The head of the family got up, and the rest naturally followed suit.Although Mo Ling is a junior of the Mohist family, but now he has a noble status, he should have the necessary etiquette and customs, so as to save himself from being scorned and convicted of disrespecting the royal family in the future.

"My lord and concubine, please come into the mansion quickly." Master Mo stretched out his hand to invite, and whispered in Mo Ling's ear: "Your mother learned that you have returned to the mansion in the past few days, and she has been looking forward to it for several days without thinking about food and drink. Talk to your mother."

"Ling'er knows." Mo Ling replied.

He smiled and said to Mrs. Mo who was red-eyed and wanted to approach him but was afraid of being rude, "Mother, Ling'er misses Brother Parrot, can you take Ling'er and the prince to see it later?"

The parrot that Mo Ling was talking about was a parrot raised by the original owner. The original bishop could talk a lot, but he didn't take it with him because he married far away.Mo Ling didn't know why he knew this, but when he saw Mrs. Mo's haggard face, a memory suddenly jumped out.

It is very likely that it belonged to the original owner himself, but why he obtained the memory of the original owner, he does not know this, and he will investigate after entering the Mo Mansion.

Mo Ling smiled, and Mrs. Mo wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a small handkerchief, crying and laughing, "Parrot has been depressed for several days since you left, and I must be very excited to see you today, maybe I can talk again .”

"Yes." Mo Ling nodded, and he said to Xi Mojiu: "I have raised a talking bird, and I will take you to see it later."

Parrots are still uncommon in this era, and only a few people keep them. The fourth brother, sixth brother, and seventh brother all have one.Xi Mojiu met once in the future, but unfortunately he didn't want to play with him. He was sad for a long time because of this. Hearing what Mo Ling said, his eyes lit up immediately, and he asked excitedly, "Can I say hello?"

"can."

"Good morning?"

"Okay, good afternoon and good evening, have you eaten yet?"

"How can there be..."

Xi Mojiu asked a question and Mo Ling answered, not impatiently, but with a slight smile in his eyes.

Master Mo and Mrs. Mo looked at each other in relief, thinking that it would be good if their son could think about it.They are definitely not willing to let their son marry a fool. Same-sex marriage is allowed in this dynasty, but they still think it is better for their son to find a woman. It does not have to be the daughter of a high-ranking official. Be gentle and virtuous.

But the opponent is the royal family, they can't resist.Although the capital is far away from Qingshui Town, they also know a thing or two about what Mo Ling did to Xi Mojiu after marriage.He wanted to persuade his son, but he lacked energy.

Seeing that the two are in harmony and love now, half of the people present swallowed their hearts hanging in their throats, and they are happy that they don't have to worry about offending the emperor that day, and they will be implicated and lose their heads.

A group of people walked into the hall, and then they must sit down, drink tea, and chat. A series of official standard equipment is simply boring.Mo Ling didn't want to waste his words, he casually exchanged a few words with the people present, and then went back to the previous room to rest under the excuse that he was tired from traveling and traveling.