Group favorite Xiao Fubao: My father is nine thousand years old in Dongchang

Generally, the meals that the master does not eat will end up in the mouths of the slaves.

"Since the master doesn't want to eat it, let's leave it for you to eat. You can ask the people in the kitchen to be more vigilant and make some soup that nourishes the body. If the master wants to drink it, just bring it to him. You can't neglect it."

"Yes."

My grandma used to call Mr. Mo a master, but she had never been so enthusiastic. After going out for a trip, my grandma taught me one by one. Everyone knew that Mr. Mo was going to be my grandma's master for the rest of his life. How could they be negligent? Woolen cloth?
Mian Mian personally knocked on Mr. Mo's door and found that he was staring at a jade pendant in a daze. The jade pendant was the one that Mian Mian gave to his younger brother, and later the husband wanted to leave the jade pendant.

Mianmian said innocently: "Master, do you like this jade pendant very much? I still have a lot of jade pendants. If you want, I will give you all of them."

Mr. Mo turned his head and saw that Mianmian's sad emotions were gone, he smiled and shook his head: "Master doesn't like jade pendants very much, but this jade pendant is commemorative, it's different from others, you should keep your jade pendant .”

Mr. Mo has long discovered that Mianmian is a little greedy for money, and sometimes confused, but no matter how she got her money, most of her money was spent on the people in the end, which is considered a good thing.

In this chaotic world, both right and wrong appear false.

Mianmian could tell that the master was unhappy, even when he smiled, the corners of his mouth would be pressed down, as if he was hiding a lot of psychological things.

Grandpa Gourd said that there are things hidden in his heart, he gets old quickly, and his body wears out quickly.

"Master, what's bothering you? Can you tell me? Maybe I can help you."

But Mr. Mo didn't want to say, "It's fine not to mention the past."

"The master is dishonest. The master said not to mention it, but he still thinks about it. If he thinks about it, he will be sad. How can he not mention it?"

Mr. Mo: "..."

The person who was asked was speechless, and his mood improved.

In fact, Mr. Mo is not sad, but just feels that some things are impermanent.

The Mo family has hundreds of years of inheritance history, and has taught many literati and scholars. They still have a very important position in the literary world. Even if they are ordinary, it is still difficult for many people to accept their sudden destruction.

Mr. Mo can accept it, but not everyone can accept the disappearance of the Mo family.

In addition to Mo Xiangyang, there are many people secretly planning to push Li's family. Mr. Mo can't say that what they did is wrong, but he can't say that what they did is right.

So he is entangled, not sad.

Mianmian stood on tiptoe, "Master, are you worried that your younger brother will be bullied when he returns?"

"what?"

Mianmian thought that he was worried about his younger brother's safety, "Didn't your younger brother come with Commander Su just for the jewelry? Now that there is no jewelry, and the fourth prince is injured, I don't think he will have a better life after he goes back, master." It's normal to worry about his safety, but master, don't worry, I have a way to prevent him from being punished, and also to prevent the soldiers from fighting on both sides."

Mr. Mo smiled disapprovingly, "You little girl, what can you do?"

"Of course there is a way. I heard from the fifth uncle that this year's Jiangnan generation had a bumper harvest of grain. The second uncle bought part of it before. The court's grain was so rich that the Dazhe Dynasty didn't dare to hunt it. Even eating and drinking became a problem."

Mianmian continued: "Besides the imperial court, some small countries in the surrounding area also produce a lot of grain, and some places have achieved a bumper harvest. I want to use the jewels in my hand to buy grain, and then sell the grain to others." Your brother, won’t you be punished if you make meritorious deeds?”

Mr. Mo's hands trembled.

Mianmian didn't notice it, and continued: "We use the money we get to build houses and roads for the common people. In this way, won't the problem be solved?"

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Mr. Mo looked at Mianmian in surprise, "How did you come up with this idea? Who told you?"

Mianmian touched her head, "No one told me, I just remembered it myself."

Mr. Mo was even more strange, "How did you think of it?"

This question was asked by Mianmian, she thought for a long time but still couldn't come up with an answer, "That's how I thought of it, Master asked me that, but I don't know how to answer."

Mr. Mo smiled, "I was wrong. How did you know to use this method to exchange jewelry for food, and then exchange food for money?"

"I want to do good deeds. We use jewelry to buy food, and the small countries around us will not worry about not being able to sell food. We sell food to the Dazhe Dynasty. If they have food, the people will not die. I am using the money I bought. Money builds roads to benefit the common people, isn’t that all a good thing?”

Mr. Mo was so excited that he almost jumped out, and tears flowed out all at once, "You can solve a problem that can't be solved by civil and military affairs in the whole dynasty, but you can solve it in a few words. You are really a genius."

Seeing that Master was happy, Mianmian smiled, "Master, are you happy now?"

"Master is very happy."

He never thought that he could receive such a good disciple in his lifetime.

"That's good, master, let the kitchen cook for you, I haven't eaten yet."

Mr. Mo was really a little hungry, so he nodded.

In the next few days, Mianmian got used to the capital, and then went back to Songhe College to go to school, and successfully handed over all the homework to the masters. The masters were surprised that she was able to complete the homework on time when she went out to study. Everyone praises his behavior.

Mrs. Zhang asked about what happened to them on the road, and Mian Mianquilt had told them in advance, but did not say many things.

Master Zhang didn't care either, knowing that many things must have happened along the way, so he didn't continue to ask.

"Five days from Mianmian will be the exam day at Songhe College. After the exam, the students will have a half-month vacation. Do you want to take part?"

"..." Does she want to?

Mrs. Zhang smiled, "Mianmian, you've been out for so long, I'm afraid you can't compare with your classmates in homework, it's okay if you don't participate, but if you want to participate, it's better, just to see what you can't do, and where you should improve .”

Mrs. Zhang tends to let Mianmian take the exam. Although the students in the class have improved a lot in the past six months, she has not been surprised. On the contrary, the students in Class A and Class B have achieved a lot.

Not surprisingly, their class was at the bottom of the exam this time. Although Zhang Fuzi's students are the worst group, she still has great ambitions and hopes that her students will be able to win the class one day in the exam.

Now she puts all her hopes on Shen Simian.

Mianmian was distressed, "If I participate, what should I do if I don't get the first place in the exam?"