little son-in-law

After the birthdays of the two children, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. Although Yunzhou is located a little to the south, the coolness of autumn can be clearly felt sooner or later.

They were on their way to Zhaoyang County, it was still early and there were not many pedestrians along the way.A few days ago, Yun Sichuan sent someone back from Zhaoyang to deliver a message, saying that he must go there today. Although he didn't say it clearly, Mo Nanjin guessed that something happened in the cooperation.The ducks stocked by the pond have grown very well since autumn. The big ones weigh about three catties, and the small ones weigh about two catties. Although they can still grow for a while, now is the best time to eat them. Now, the taste is not as good as it is now, it will be more or less firewood.At the beginning, Yun Sichuan agreed to help him leave Nanshan Town without asking why, and he had nothing to reward, so he handed over all the duck recipes and ducks in his hands to the Yun family, but asked Yun Sichuan to give Old Uncle Li's family a share of what he deserved. As for the recipes, there are not many cumbersome procedures. Mo Nanjin also wrote down the details of the ingredients, proportions, what kind of heat and even what kind of firewood is needed.All the chefs in Yun's restaurant have been cooking for many years, so it shouldn't be a problem for them to master these dishes.Although it didn't work out later, Mo Nanjin felt at the time that since it had been given to the Yun family, it couldn't be taken back halfway. Fortunately, when he left, he was afraid of causing unnecessary troubles, so he didn't sell anything. Now it can be the same as before. People in the town didn't notice much, at most they felt that the Mo family seemed to have a rather wealthy relative who came and went.

Unexpectedly, Yun Sichuan took the initiative to come to the door and said that the two families would pay four to six cents of the original negotiated price. Didn't they mean that the businessman valued profits?What Yun Sichuan did surprised Mo Nanjin, but Mo Nanjin didn't want to accept this love again for no reason.The result of the final compromise was [-]% for Mo’s family and [-]% for Yun’s family. Some time ago, the ducks had begun to come out of the pond one after another, and the dishes they made were also listed for sale in Yun’s restaurants in Zhaoyang and Yunzhou Prefectures, but the results and reactions were unpredictable. And I got it.Judging from today's situation, there should be some problems.

"Sir, I've been on the road for more than an hour. Would you like a cup of tea?" Yuyang picked up a teacup from the small table fixed in the carriage beside him, brewed a new cup of tea and handed it to Mo Nanjin.

Mo Nanjin thanked with a smile and took it.I heard that a nobleman came to Zhaoyang recently. He is very particular. He ordered a lot of high-quality materials in the embroidery shop in Zhaoyang. It is popular, so the store owner specially asked the owner of the embroidery shop in Nanshan Town to ask Yuyang to guide him for a while.Originally, Yuyang was ready to push it away, but it happened that Mo Nanjin was going to Zhaoyang this time, so he dropped by along the way.Said it was for the convenience of taking care of them on the road, so Ming Ting also insisted on coming together.Xiaomo and Mingyue are taking care of the three little ones at home, so he is actually relieved.

"Master Mo, Zhaoyang County is in front of you." The carriage was also sent by Yun Sichuan to pick it up, and it was waiting at the door of Mo's house early this morning. It was a coincidence that Mo Nanjin knew the servant who drove this time. When they left Nanshan Town, the one named Yun Nian who led him the way, later heard from Ming Ting that he and Yun Sichuan had been here that day, but was blocked by Nangong Jingshen's subordinates, but he thought Yun Sichuan could come so quickly Then he got the news, probably because of him, when Mingting was out of the town, he said that the boy was far away when he came out of Yun's house.

Sure enough, the carriage moved forward again and stopped after a few steps. It should have reached the gate of the city. "Master Mo, noble people have come to the city these few days. The city gate is very strict, and it may take some time."

"It's okay, since that's the case, we'll just wait a little longer." Mo Nanjin sat on a seat by the window, opened the curtain and took a look. As expected, there was already a long queue outside the city gate, many of them The people are all from the nearby villages, and the things they carry range from fresh vegetables and fruits to fish, shrimp, meat and eggs.There are also some merchants, with a large amount of goods, people and carriages are parked under the trees on the side of the road to rest.

It seems that he won't be able to leave for a while, and I don't know what kind of big man has come to make such a big show?Mo Nanjin thought while propping his arms a little bored, and yawned easily.After being ill, although waking up was a lot easier, he was prone to drowsiness. He got up early again this morning. If it wasn’t for the unbearable discomfort on the road, he would have fallen asleep a long time ago, trying to regain his energy. After staying calm until now, drowsiness came flooding back.

"Master, you can rely on me to sleep for a while. I think this interrogation is very careful, and it is estimated that you will not be able to enter the city gate for a while."

"That's fine." Mo Nanjin didn't want to act indifferently, so she tilted her head in the direction of Ming Ting, and soon fell asleep.

Ming Ting covered him with the thin blanket on the carriage, it was rare to see the young master in such a deep sleep, his face was a little pale, even when he fell asleep, his brows were always frowning, it seemed that there was some trouble that he couldn't let go of.

"Ming Ting," Yu Yang put down the opened curtain to block the sunlight shining on Mo Nanjin's face.Holding a celadon teacup with both hands, he pecked at it lightly.She sat with her back to the sun, her face was sunk in a shadow, Ming Ting couldn't see the expression on her face.

"Ma'am, if you have something to say, you might as well speak up." Ming Ting has always respected this woman, because she gave the young master a normal family on the surface, so that the whole family does not live under the eyes of others.

"That Mr. Jing..." Yu Yang didn't know what she wanted to know. These days, her heart was also in turmoil. She escaped suddenly, and Mo Nanjin didn't even introduce his name to Mr. Jing who came suddenly. , just tell the family and call him Mr. Jing.There are only two kinds of hiding names, one is not daring to use real names, avoiding others, for fear of disasters that will follow, the other is not using real names, because their names are known all over the world, and exporting their names is equivalent to He directly revealed his identity, that Mr. Jing's words and deeds, his gestures are so precious, how can he be the master who is easily afraid of others.Thinking about it this way, it must be the second type.

"Young Master's old... old friend." Ming Ting was the only person in this family who knew Nangong Jingshen's identity except Mo Nanjin, not even Xiao Mo.

Is it just an old friend?Yuyang lowered his eyes, the tea water was green, and there was a piece of tea leaves lying on the bottom of the cup, shaking slightly with the tea water.She remembered the day when Mo Nanjin fell down, Mr. Jing was standing at the head of the bed, she could feel his stiffness just by passing by, what kind of relationship made such a calm and calm person lose his composure so much?

Although he vaguely knew what Yuyang was worried about, Ming Ting was not a talkative person, he just said, "Madam, don't worry, he has no worries about the young master's life." As for other injuries... the young master has reached the point where he is today What else do they want?

"In this way, I can rest assured." Yuyang put down the finished teacup, raised his head, and chuckled lightly.

The carriage became quiet again.

"Master Mo, we're almost here." After an unknown amount of time, Yun Nian excitedly opened the curtain and came in. Seeing something she shouldn't have seen, the excited smile froze on her face. The action of lifting the curtain was indescribably weird, and Mo Nanjin saw Yun Nian's strange appearance as soon as he opened his eyes.

"Yun Nian, the people behind are urging you." Mo Nanjin woke up at Yun Nian's voice, and now that the carriage was not moving, he could already hear someone outside politely tapping on the carriage wall as a signal.

Yun Nian laughed dryly, touched his nose, and drove away.What did he see just now, Young Master Mo fell asleep in that Ming Ting's arms, and that Mrs. Mo was sitting on the side drinking tea without any business, not at all uncomfortable.What's the relationship? He was a little confused.

In fact, Yun Nian was thinking too much. Mo Nanjin really slept on Ming Ting's shoulder. On his own chest, but talking about nestling in his arms is a bit exaggerated.

The carriage passed the city gate smoothly and drove into the stone road in Zhaoyang City.The voices outside the carriage gradually became lively, the cries on both sides of the street came one after another, the huge signboard of the Yun Family Restaurant with gold letters on a black background could be seen from a distance, but when they got closer, they found that Yun Sichuan was already standing at the door waiting .

Yun Nian called out to the young master, Mo Nanjin and the others got out of the car, and immediately a waiter hurried forward to lead the horse to the stable in the backyard to feed the grass.

"Brother Mo, the siblings are here too? I'm sorry to bother Brother Mo to come all the way from Nanshan Town." Yun Sichuan took two steps forward and personally led them into the restaurant.A middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper stood behind him respectfully.

"Brother Yun, you're welcome." Mo Nanjin chuckled, and when he was about to enter the door, he glanced at the signboard hanging at the main entrance, and it was written in regular script: Jiweixuan, the name is elegant.

It's not time to eat yet, but there are already a lot of people on the first floor, and it looks like [-]% to [-]% are sitting.People who often hang out here have seen Yun Sichuan more or less. Today, they saw him waiting outside the door, and personally led them in. Many curious people stretched their necks to look here, waiting to see clearly. The visitor turned out to be an extremely handsome young master, and everyone became more curious.

Yun Sichuan also ignored the large number of people, and led Mo Nanjin and the others to the third floor. The first floor is the lobby, the second floor is a clean private room, and the third floor is more exquisitely decorated, reserved for the Yun family to entertain. For valuable guests, of course, sometimes it is also rented to acquaintances, and the privacy of the third floor is also good.

As soon as the few people were seated, the shopkeeper personally waited on him and brought out the prepared tea. Yun Sichuan was about to speak when he was interrupted by a noise from the street under the window. He frowned, got up and walked to the window. Wait and see.

"Master Mo, please use tea." The shopkeeper skillfully made tea for everyone.

"Did something happen outside?" The movement outside didn't seem to be weakening, but was getting closer.

"It is estimated that the nobleman has come out. Young Master Mo doesn't know about it. We have visited the nobleman in Zhaoyang these few days, and Mo Shao must have felt it when he entered the city. Now, in order to ensure the safety of the nobleman, the city has recently conducted intensive investigations. Not only the gates of the city, but our inns and restaurants, the official messengers come several times a day, and the nobles have to dispatch the official messengers to clear the way when they go out."

"Oh? Why are you so precious?" Mo Nanjin asked with interest.

"I don't know, and there's no place to inquire about it." The shopkeeper thought for a while, and then said: "It probably has a lot of background. Look, how can there be such a battle in Zhaoyang City for so many years?"

"Okay, Uncle Zhang, go down, let the back kitchen cook some good dishes, and some new duck dishes, and let Brother Mo give pointers." Yun Sichuan turned back from the window, still in Momo. Nan Jin's neighbor.

The shopkeeper agreed, and exited the door. Before he left, he didn't forget to close the door, and vaguely heard him ordering the clerk outside the door to watch the door and wait with his ears open.

"It's Her Royal Highness the eldest princess and the son-in-law who have come to Zhaoyang." Yun Sichuan suddenly said in a very low voice next to Mo Nanjin's ear.

"Oh, really? That's worthy of the pomp. You're really a nobleman." Mo Nanjin also replied softly.

After Yun Sichuan finished speaking, he observed Mo Nanjin calmly, trying to find clues from his face, but he was disappointed. Mo Nanjin didn't even blink his eyes when he heard the words, saying that he was as quiet as usual, so why not It would be more accurate to say that I don't care.Although he can't judge the matter he guessed now, it made him more sure of one thing. Mo Nanjin's origin is definitely not simple. Would most people react so indifferently when they hear the news?That is the noble eldest princess of Ningguo and the world-famous son-in-law.No matter how indifferent a person is, even if he doesn't lose his composure, he shouldn't be so unresponsive.Who is this Mo Nanjin?

In fact, it can't be blamed that Mo Nanjin didn't respond, but when he heard Yun Sichuan's words, he was thinking that fortunately it was Ming Ting who followed this time. He could also hear it. If Xiao Mo came, he would hear the news and drop his chopsticks and throw a teacup. Yun Sichuan was not Tian Cheng, so he would definitely notice the difference. Besides, in his opinion, Yun Sichuan's move There is a great sense of temptation in it, and it is estimated that Nangong Jingshen's last visit also made him suspect something.