Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

Several people walked slowly towards the main hall and walked straight forward along the corridor. The female historian opened the curtain at the door.

After taking their seats, Shen Congxing and Zhao Zongquan talked about the affairs of Bianjing and Yuzhou before looking at Mo Lan.

Mo Lan respectfully called "uncle" along with Zhao Ceying.

Shen Congxing responded without any hesitation, and with a sense of oppression, he looked at the only stranger in the family, Mo Lan.

Mo Lan's head, which was originally raised, slowly lowered.

To be honest, he looks a bit like Erlang Ke, too square. Although his eyes are fierce, his face has a strange sense of comedy.

It wasn't until Da Zou pulled Shen Congxing's sleeve that Shen Congxing looked away. Shen Sheng handed the gift that Da Zou had prepared in advance to Zhao Ceying, and then said a few words of congratulations to Shen and Zhao Zongquan. .

Shen Congxing, a military ruffian, has been looking at people like this for more than a day or two.

In Yuzhou, they were all used to it, so naturally it didn't matter. However, the ladies from Bianjing didn't know this. They looked at people like this all the time, which was no different from establishing a prestige.

Mrs. Shen was so anxious that such a good girl became a good wife for Brother Ying.

Her temperament and moral character are excellent, and she can't fault her etiquette. She made up her mind to maintain the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, but don't let her eldest brother fool her into thinking that the Zhao family doesn't want to see Mo Lan. .

After Shen Congxing left, Mrs. Shen took Mo Lan and opened her mouth.

"Mo Lan, your uncle has this temper. He got used to it in the military camp. When training new recruits, he just puts on this look. He's used to looking at people like this over and over again. Don't think too much about it."

Mo Lan and Shen were not on the same train of thought, so they naturally didn't think too much about it. If they were looked at, wouldn't they be looked at?

Since she entered the Zhao Mansion, who hasn't looked at her?

But Shen Congxing saw it a little more clearly.

Mo Lan's smile was extremely respectful, and it was the smile that Shen looked forward to the most, the smile of a good wife and loving mother.

"Mom was joking. My uncle is just concerned about me as a junior, so he should look at me more."

Mrs. Shen felt relieved. Her daughter-in-law here was really reasonable. She took the towel handed to her by Nanny Yu and wiped her hands, "If you can think that way, I feel relieved."

Shen's words were so sudden that Mo Lan didn't know how to answer. What else could she think of?

It's better to stage a scene with Shen where you are good, I am good and everyone is good.

Next comes the matter of building the government and the power of the government. The room originally left for Ying Geer had a lot of empty space, but Ying Geer made a lot of nonsense and turned it into a study, a martial arts field, and a room dedicated to storing weapons. There are only a few rooms left.

If Ying Ge'er had married a child from Yuzhou, he could still live there, but if he married Mo Lan, he would definitely not be able to make do with it.

Think about the good points... If you have concubines and have a few more children, there won't be enough space. It's better to build a new house not far away.

However, Mrs. Shen felt that her thoughts were too worrying. Let's not talk about today's official families...just talk about those clans. If they can have two or three boys, they can be said to have many children and many blessings.

Now in the mansion, the concubines chosen are good at raising children. After careful calculation, there are only two boys.

As for the housekeeper's affairs, the construction of the new mansion started early when the marriage was being discussed, and it will be completed in three months. By then, except for greetings on the fifteenth and thirty, the two of them will have to deal with their family love as much as they want.

Immediately afterwards, Nanny Yu, who was next to Shen, handed a large bunch of keys to Mo Lan's hand.

"You just came to Yuzhou. You were supposed to have a good time in Yuzhou with Dalang, but your father-in-law has suffered a lot and is running around. He is not in good health. I am also old and have no energy. While taking care of your father-in-law, you are also busy with the affairs of the house. From today on, you will be in charge of the Zhao family."

Mo Lan pretended to evade, "If mother is mentally ill, I can help her. My daughter-in-law just came to Yuzhou. She is not familiar with the place..."

Shen's smile became more loving. "It is precisely because you are unfamiliar with this place that I want to hand over the stewardship to you, so that others will know that I, Shen Congying's daughter-in-law, is not someone to be bullied, and Aunt Yu will be there to help you."

Mo Lan responded generously, "My daughter-in-law will definitely live up to her mother's expectations."

Shen's smile became even brighter and she felt more and more satisfied.

Aunt Yu sorted out the ledgers in the house and asked Shi Tongtong to move into their yard.

Later, Mrs. Shen took Mo Lan around the Zhao family and recognized the Zhao family's mother-in-law.

Originally, there were not many mothers-in-law who came with the Zhao family. Most of them were dowries brought by the Shen family from home.

Zhao Zongquan had no intention of having any rights within the palace, and just wanted to live a peaceful life in Yuzhou, so he brought his wife and housekeeper to take charge of the shops outside.

There are not many courtyards in the Zhao Mansion, and naturally there are not many concubines. The only one that Shen can mention is Liu Xiaoniang, because there is a child beside her, and the rest have nothing to do.

Riding a carriage, we visited the Zhao family's nearby shops until we returned from dinner in the evening.

After Mo Lan came back, she walked carefully around the yard. When she walked to the martial arts field, she touched the bow she had in hand and sent everyone away. She raised her arm with interest and heard the swish of the bow hitting the target.

Late at night, Zhao Ceying lowered his eyes and carefully reviewed the military affairs that had been completed in the past few months.

Listening to Wu Yan's words, my heart was suddenly shocked. It turned out that the calluses on Mo Lan's hands were not due to practicing calligraphy and writing.

Because she was a woman, he never thought about that.

But other than being surprised, he didn't think much about it. His Mo'er was already so good, so it wouldn't hurt to learn archery again.

No wonder Mo'er's eyes lit up that day when she heard about the hunting in August.

A wisp of fragrance spreads from the house, and in the whole house, Mo'er is the only one who knows how to care for these spices, flowers and plants.

A few days ago, Mo Lan taught him step by step how to make incense. At first, he thought it was just for boudoir fun, and he studied with Mo Lan for two days. In the end, he found that he really didn't have the talent in this area, so he gave up.