Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 820
In the golden autumn and August, sweet osmanthus is fragrant, and there is no cloud in the sky, which makes it even more lofty.

After returning to Beijing for a few days, Mo Yan was too busy to touch the ground, and there were many affairs in the palace to take care of. She and Wanqi Yuling could only meet at the bedside at night. .

According to the plan, the day of returning to the capital is the time when everyone in the Marquis of Yongping’s Mansion will be asked to kill, but there is an episode in Xiaqiu County of Lizhou on the way. Bloody light is bad luck, so Wan Qi Yuling postponed the time until after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Your Majesty, I have newly made sweet-scented osmanthus roll cakes."

Mo Zi entered the door carrying a food box, presenting treasures in a hurry, showing her proud work.

Baobao and Baobao were more active than anyone else when they heard the sound, and climbed onto the chair in twos and threes. Baobao suddenly thought of cleaning his hands, so he jumped off the chair again and tossed around with his short legs.

"Burning your mouth carefully."

Mo Yan squeezed Beibei and the redundant cheeks respectively, and the two younger ones raised their hands, looking very impatient, and yelled a few times.

After only ten days of walking, they forgot about her as a mother and only let Mo Bing change her diaper.

"taste good."

The baby broke off a small piece and chewed it in his mouth. He was only over two years old, just like the little adult, with a stern face, pretending to be mature on purpose.

Mo Qingfeng was going to get married, and Mo's house was busy preparing the bride price and other things. Recently, he was lazy and disappeared after assigning tasks to the baby and the baby.

Mo Yan can understand how an older leftover man wants his father to be more valuable than his son, so don't argue with him. Anyway, in the eyes of the eldest brother, sex comes first.

The situation in the north is tense, Mo Qingyu mentioned in the letter that the situation is normal, he saw Yuan Huanzhi commanding the battle, because the opponent retreated first several times, he didn't know what tricks the barbarians were playing.

Only the side face and back were exposed, and the person appeared a few times, which seemed to make people think that Yuan Huanzhi was still in the Northland, and he played with the avatar himself, which further proved Wancheng Yuling's guess.

Thinking that Yuan Huanzhi might already be on a certain street in Kyoto, Mo Yan squinted her eyes, holding back the little excitement in her heart, as long as she was there, with a little effort, she would definitely be able to find him.

No matter how perfect the plan is, it is not impeccable. If you search carefully, you will always find loopholes, whether they are big or small. If you can catch a person's weakness and make use of it, there will be unexpected results.

"Madam, after Mr. Hu's death, his family property was confiscated because of illegal activities in his business. Do you know that the person behind him is some high-ranking official in Kyoto?"

Although Mo Bing did not go to Lizhou with him, but as the original dark second, he naturally needed news.

Mo Yan still remembered Master Hu's arrogant tone. He had a strict tone and didn't reveal who the high official was. However, in his speech, he did not hesitate to offend Baozhi County. Perhaps the person behind him was very powerful, and he should not be an unknown person.

She guessed that Master Hu's backer should be different from the Beijing officials bought by the barbarians, otherwise he would not be allowed to be presumptuous.

"It is indeed a high official."

Mr. Hu went to the capital to do business, and met the high official by chance, and the two hit it off right away. Mr. Hu gave away a lot of gold for friendship.

"Who, accepting gifts blatantly!"

As a Beijing official, you should have some knowledge. How shallow is your eyelid if you are bought by a squire with gold?
Mo Yan took a sip of tea, suddenly remembered Master Hu's obsession with beauty, and asked casually, "How many stunning beauties will you send?"

Mo Bing twitched the corners of his mouth and said nothing, Mo Yan nodded with a clear look, "So it's a man, who is it? Such a taste."

The first person to be suspected was Ye Xiang, but in Kyoto, those who were older than the magistrate of Lizhou were easily caught.

Ye Xiang likes masculinity, it's nonsense, he himself has broken his cans, his skin is thicker than a city wall, so he doesn't care at all.

"No beauty, only gold."

Mr. Hu thinks that gold is more valuable than silver, and he likes to offer gold as a reward when he keeps his mouth shut. This is a common characteristic of nouveau riche.

There are high-level families in Kyoto who talk about gold and silver. They think money is a vulgar thing, and they prefer elegant and stylish antique porcelain, which can be climbed with gold... Moyan's eyelids twitched, and suddenly there was a bad feeling premonition.

The master and the servant looked at each other, Mo Bing nodded with a serious face, and told him plainly, "As you think, that's it."

"I take back what I said before."

Mo Yan rolled her eyes, and when Mo Bing came to joke again, she would give Mo Qingyun another beautiful maid to the lobby brother.

Nouveau riche, shallow eyelids, what and what?How could she describe her father like that.

A gentleman loves money, and he gets it in a proper way. If it comes to your door, don't take it for nothing.

"How much gold did my father take from Mr. Hu?"

Mo Zhongchen and Master Hu are the same kind of people, the only difference is that he doesn't like beauty, and his sweetheart only has shining gold.

Daddy once said that only when you hold the box behind your back and count the gold is the most fulfilling, you can forget all the troubles in the world, and be happy like a fairy.

Mo Zhongchen also likes silver, but it is not as valuable as gold, so it comes second.

"Three or four boxes were sent out successively, about a few thousand taels."

It was not easy for Mr. Hu, he had a wink, and seeing that the other party liked real gold, he hurriedly dispatched it in Lizhou, and asked a special bodyguard to transport it to Kyoto.

He was overjoyed, he never expected to meet the prime minister of Dayue, a first-rank official among the people, the key person is the empress's own father, the head of the state, just shaking his hands casually, the future imperial business position is his!
The friendship has to be developed step by step, Mr. Hu restrained his excitement, and made regular trips to Kyoto every once in a while, bringing some aged wine and gold that he bought with a lot of money, which made Mo Xiang smile every time.

"Master Hu told his subordinates that they will come to the capital to give gifts before the [-]th of August, and mention the matter of the Imperial Merchant by the way."

Mo Bing rubbed the center of his brows, feeling more and more sympathetic to Mr. Hu. From the very beginning, he was wrong.

In the end, who is the fat sheep in the eyes of who?
If the people don't fight with the officials, Mr. Hu's motives are not pure, so he can only suffer from being dumb, and he must not dare to make a scene.

Now that the person is dead, everything is settled once and for all. Mo Xiangkong took the white wolf and got thousands of taels of gold.

"If you don't die, you won't die. Master Hu asked for it."

Mo Yan's attitude was cold, she gave Madam Hu needles, but in the end Madam Hu suffered a miscarriage on her head.

Mr. Hu summoned people to make trouble, and they carried machetes with murderous intent, but she didn't make a move. These dog legs were hacked and killed by barbarian assassins, so it can only be said that their lives were not good.

Now that the Hu family's property has been confiscated and everything is settled, let's not mention this matter for the time being.

"Oh, by the way, the news that Dad got a few thousand taels of gold, find a chance to reveal it to my mother."

(End of this chapter)