Yang Mo wanted to speak, but Mrs. Chang continued: "You said before that you can be self-reliant. It's not that I refused to agree. You need the elders of the Chen family to nod. My good boy, you have been raised in a deep boudoir and don't know the dangers outside. If you
If you can really support a family, how could your grandmother entrust you to me?"
Yang Mo raised her head and said, "Auntie, it was because Molan was cowardly in the past, and grandma was afraid that Molan would not be able to withstand the wind and rain outside. Now that the family has undergone such a big change, Molan has understood that she cannot be protected by her elders forever. I am a member of the Yang clan, and
It's for the sake of the Yang family. What I told my aunt before is true. Grandma will let Mo Lan move out of the house here, re-establish the Yang family, and continue the Yang family's fragrance." She could not have said it more clearly.
Mrs. Chang did not expect that Yang Mo would have such determination. She was stunned for a moment and sighed, "That's not something you can decide. When you are old enough, I will have the nearest elders from the Yang clan come over and see what the elders say.
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She and her hairpins are just a matter of winter.
Mrs. Chang was about to rest. Yang Mo came out of Mrs. Chang's room. As soon as she walked out of the Moon Gate, she saw Chang Yining waiting there. He had known this person for many years. He thought he could grasp what she was thinking, but in the blink of an eye,
The Yang Molan in his memory suddenly changed beyond recognition.
"Molan doesn't want to marry me?" Chang Yining's face showed her favorite smile in the past, not because of his gentle expression, but because of the compelling brightness in his eyes from beginning to end.
Yang Mo refused to stop, "Fifth Master, you have to know that time flies by and things are different from the past. As long as Fifth Master thinks about this sentence often, he will not have to ask me in the future."
In the past, whenever he talked to her, she felt very happy, but now her heart felt calm. She really didn't like Chang Yining anymore.
Yang Molan's smile was flat, and there was no longer the familiar blush on her cheeks, as if no one was around, and there was no longer his shadow in her eyes. For some reason, Chang Yining felt sour in her heart, but her smile continued, and she kept watching Yang Molan leave.
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He had never seen other people's backs before, and there was silence around him. It turned out to be so deserted.
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When he woke up in the morning, Dong Zhao subconsciously went to call the maid to come into the house to wait. However, he thought of Miss Yang's words, so he did not ring the bell, but stood up slowly to get the robe on the shelf. It was easy to put on, and he raised his head to tie it.
Buttoning, I found that my fingers had already lost their former flexibility.
Maybe practicing according to the method Miss Yang said is really effective.
Dong Zhao pulled the bell, and the maids and women waiting outside filed into the house.
After washing up, Dong Zhao went to Mrs. Dong's room to have breakfast. The mother and son walked around in the garden while talking. Dong Zhao intentionally walked towards the study room, which was built on a hillside. At that time, he wanted to be quiet, but he didn't expect it to happen now.
Come in handy.
Looking at the beads of sweat on her son's temples, Mrs. Dong couldn't help but feel distressed, "It's better to go for a walk to the lake, it's smoother there."
Dong Zhao shook his head, "Miss Yang said walking on a slope can help your body recover."
Miss Yang always said those unusual words, but they were very effective every time. The doctor thought that malaria was incurable, but she was cured by Miss Yang, and the Yan family agreed to follow Miss Yang's method.
To cure Mr. Yan's illness. Mrs. Dong said: "Miss Yang asked, can your illness be completely cured?"
Dong Zhao didn't say anything. He just stood there and looked at the flower branches planted sideways. One of them was blooming particularly brightly. His heart moved and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
"The Qiao family is here to ask when you can recover."
The Qiao family was afraid that he would collapse on the bed. Dong Zhao smiled coldly, "Mom, don't tell them. Let's see what they do."
Mrs. Dong was startled, "How good is that? After all, we are going to get married."
Dong Zhao disagreed, "They are well-informed, so there is no need for mother to tell them."
Mrs. Dong was surprised. In the past, Zhaoer was very satisfied with this marriage. "It is inevitable for the Qiao family to inquire. It is human nature. A good daughter of another family does not want to marry and be wronged."
Even if they know everything they shouldn't know, they won't say anything if they know it. The whole family is pretending to be a ghost. Just when Dong Zhao felt tired from walking, a servant came and said: "The guest is here and is waiting in the study room in the front yard.
Your Majesty."
Dong Zhao hurriedly turned around and walked back.
"Don't worry, you kid," Mrs. Dong said hurriedly, "I'm already here, so it's not considered disrespectful to have someone bring you tea."
Dong Zhao didn't seem to hear him. He went back to his room, changed his clothes, and went straight to the study in the front yard.
Entering the study, Dong Zhao hurriedly said: "Who do you think is walking close to those monks?"
A clear voice sounded unambiguously, "It's the Qiao family."
Dong Zhao was stunned, why did he know everything even though he was not in the court? "You already knew?"
"Looking at your angry look, I don't have to guess that he will be your future in-laws." The man put down the book in his hand and raised his eyes. Wherever his eyes flickered, the room seemed to light up. His brows were bright but showed a flamboyant expression.
Dong Zhao sat down and said, "We must find a way to get them to take out the medicine in their hands. Otherwise, when malaria becomes prevalent, they will gain fame and fortune."
The corner of the man's mouth curled up slightly, and there was a smile on his face, "Miss Yang has already taught me the method, so why are you still thinking hard about it? If you want the Qiao family to take out the medicine, you have to watch him use it."
Since Miss Yang can use a needle to make Mr. Yan contract malaria, it will be easy for Mr. Qiao to get sick. Dong Zhao's eyes lit up, "Cheng Ling, are you not ready to leave when you return to Beijing this time?"
Liu Chengling stood up and said in a low voice: "We'll see what happens after the end of the year. It's been a long time since we celebrated the New Year in Beijing." He looked at the abacus on the table and said, "The manager said, do you want this?"
Dong Zhao's face darkened, "The abacus is to help the illness recover faster."
Liu Chengling stretched out his slender hand and fiddled with the abacus, and the abacus beads made a crisp sound, "Miss Yang said this method, right?" Finally, a few abacus beads appeared on the abacus. One was three, and the other was.
is one.
Almost at the same time, in the South Study Room, the Minister of Household Affairs also typed out some figures. It was estimated that the tax revenue of the Zhou Dynasty this year was 31 million taels.******************
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