little son-in-law

The waiter in the shop is still talking about how this beauty dazzles people, but in exchange for it, it is just beautiful, beautiful and other vague descriptions. Mo Nanjin thinks that he just heard it from hearsay. As for He has never seen what a real person looks like. In a small place like Zhaoyang, it is not impossible to keep a stunning and charming person, but the possibility is very small.Of course, this has basically nothing to do with me. What I need to care about most now is my stomach.

Fortunately, Xiao Mo showed up in time. Seeing that the door was ajar, Xiao Mo pushed the door open and came in, asking, "Master, shall we go out and visit the night market?"

The waiter in the shop heard Xiao Mo call Master Mo Nanjin, so he took a second look and thought to himself, this young master is a bit shabby, and the cotton clothes are half-worn and not new, the family must be down and out.

Get out of the inn, turn right, and walk two intersections to the night market. Lanterns are hung in front of the stores on both sides of the street, and most of the small stalls have lanterns. The street is still bright, and there are constant shouts. , there were a lot of people, and it looked more lively than in the daytime.

Naturally, there is no night market in Nanshan Town. People in the town rest at sunset. Xiao Mo hasn’t visited the night market for many years. Of course, Zhaoyang is not as good as Beijing and Linyang, but at least it is much more lively than Nanshan Town. Xiao Mo Pulling Mo Nanjin's sleeve, pointing at this and looking at that, he looks like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world.

Ming Ting followed behind the two, seeing Xiao Mo's hopeless appearance, wished to kick him from behind, but on second thought, he reluctantly gave up, it was rare for him to be so happy today, let him go.

"This smells so good." Xiao Mo sniffed, and stopped in front of a stall that was frying, and the oil in the pot was sizzling. "Brother knows the goods at a glance. My glutinous rice sesame cake is the best in the whole night market. Brother, why don't you try it with a few yuan, two yuan for one penny, five yuan for two pennies." The little boss greeted him neatly.

"Two cents and six yuan." Xiao Mo still knows the truth of bargaining when buying things.

"This little brother is too good at bargaining. I'm at a loss. Ask around, my price is the cheapest in Zhaoyang Night Market." The little boss diligently turned over the pancakes with long chopsticks, and they were ready. The ones are placed on the bamboo strips aside.

"Then young master, let's go again." Xiao Mo turned around and deliberately pulled Mo Nanjin as if to leave, and said in his mouth: "This glutinous rice sesame cake is not a rare item, there are many sold in the night market."

"Hey, little brother, wait a minute, well, I'll treat it as a repeat customer, come back, and pay the price you said." Seeing that the two of them really wanted to leave, the little boss hurriedly yelled back.

Xiao Mo turned his back to the stall and winked at Mo Nanjin.

Mo Nanjin laughed, turned around and was about to take out two pennies from his bosom, when Xiao Mo said generously: "Master, I have two pennies, today I am treating guests."

"What a loss, little brother, I have never sold this price before." The little boss whispered unwillingly, seeing that Mo Nanjin had three people, he took three snow-white corn husks and wrapped six glutinous rice sesame cakes .

Xiao Mo naturally didn't answer his words, paid the money, and handed the pancakes to the three of them. Ming Ting seldom ate sweets, and symbolically took two bites and put them in his hands.Knowing how those two pancakes could fill Xiao Mo's bottomless stomach, I'd better leave it to him.Mo Nanjin seldom has the experience of eating while walking, but he thought that no one knew him anyway, so he listened to Xiao Mo's chirping while eating, palm-sized pancakes, fried crispy on the outside, one bite, the inside Hot and soft.No sugar is added, it is not sweet, but it has a natural rice fragrance.

When Mo Nanjin finished eating two, Xiao Mo had already eaten the two in Ming Ting's hand, but he still touched his stomach and said, "I've eaten four pancakes, why don't I feel anything at all, I still feel Hungry."

Ming Ting glanced at him, although the pancakes are not big, but four down, at least it can be cushioned, how dare you say that you don't feel it?

"You can eat all the pigs."

Hearing this, Mo Nanjin stumbled under his feet and swayed. He couldn't blame Xiao Mo, he was not full at all, so he smiled nonchalantly: "That can only be eaten as a snack. If you want to fill your stomach, it's better to eat it right away." Let's have a meal." Pointing to a noodle stall by the side of the road, he said: "I think there are quite a lot of people in that family, it should be delicious, let's go eat noodles."

Xiao Mo naturally agreed, and Ming Ting saw that the two were happy, so he had no objection.

This is a stall built around simple wooden frames, covered with a piece of oil-skinned paper, and the densely packed rows of tables are already filled with many people, some of whom are well-dressed.

It looks like a husband and wife stall, a middle-aged man is busy kneading and cutting noodles, a woman is responsible for carrying the noodles to the tables everywhere, and there is a teenager standing beside the stove. The young man, who was so hot that he couldn't see the exact face, was below, the noodles.

When the woman saw someone coming in, she said hello, and took the noodles to a table in the corner.At this time, the person was about to pay the bill and was about to leave, so the woman hurried over, stroked the hair on her forehead, and said: "Two bowls of noodles cost twelve renminbi, three plates of side dishes cost three renminbi, and the total is thirteen renminbi. "

Xiao Mo was under the table, on the corner of Lala Mo Nanjin's clothes, and whispered: "Master, it's so expensive, it costs six yuan a bowl, and I don't see what it is, isn't it just noodles in clear soup, here we are It’s only a penny a bowl.”

Mo Nanjin took the chopsticks and put them in front of him, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "So?"

Xiao Mo looked at the young master in disbelief, and said as a matter of course: "So of course I have to go, it's too expensive, young master." After speaking, he couldn't wait to stand up.

Mo Nanjin grabbed him and said with a smile: "It's a rare time to come out. Seeing so many people at this stall, let's have a taste."

At this time, the woman who looked like a proprietress had already come over, with a slightly fat body and a very friendly appearance, she asked: "It's the first time for you three, what do you want to eat? Our noodles are six yuan and a big bowl, four yuan A small bowl of money, tea eggs for four pennies, and cold spinach, shredded bamboo shoots, choy sum, fungus, dried tofu and other side dishes are all one penny per dish. There are also homemade pancakes, three penny indivual."

Mo Nanjin ordered three big bowls of noodles, four tea eggs, six pancakes and three dishes of side dishes.

The proprietress repeated, Dao Sheng waited for a while, and then went to prepare, it turned out to be behind the stove.There was also a petite little girl who brought out the pancakes and side dishes they ordered.

Xiao Mo waited for the shopkeeper to leave, and calculated in a low voice: "Three bowls of noodles cost eighteen Wen, four tea eggs cost one penny, six pancakes cost two Wen, and three dishes cost three Wen. The total is 24 Wen, young master." We spent a lot this time."

"Eat yours, the young master ordered everything." Ming Ting stuffed a pancake into Xiao Mo's hand.

The noodles came when there were only two pancakes left. Fortunately, they had already eaten them, otherwise they would have starved to death just waiting for the noodles.

The three bowls of noodles came together, each with a small spoon in it, milky white soup base, yellowish noodles, with a few slices of chopped green onion and green garlic floating on top.The soup bowl is huge.

Mo Nanjin picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup. It was very delicious, so he asked, "Miss Boss, is your soup made from crucian carp?"

The proprietress smiled and said: "The guest officer is right, our soup base is made from a whole crucian carp. This noodle is delicious, and it's all in this soup."

I don't know what seasonings are added in it. It is very delicious, but there is no fishy smell at all. The noodles are extra smooth in the mouth under the moisture of the soup.

Even Xiao Mo patted his bulging belly and said, "No wonder they sell it so expensive, so many people come to our door. It's really delicious."

It was still early, and it was difficult to go out, so the three of them walked along the night market and bought something casually, but the further they walked, the life was noisy, the flow of people increased, and the light became brighter.

"Master, we seem to have gone to the wrong place." Apparently, Xiao Mo also discovered that this place is full of red lights, singing and dancing, and young women in scantily clad clothes are pulling people on the street.

They turned around and were about to leave when they suddenly bumped into a woman. The woman fell down, Mo Nanjin turned sideways, held her arm, and said, "Girl, stand still."

The woman saw that although Mo Nanjin was dressed in coarse cloth, she was young and handsome, and she wanted to come over to hook up, but seeing that he was a little puzzled, she was annoyed, she gritted her teeth and squeezed out a charming smile and said: "Young master, you are so kind-hearted, where have you seen him?"

It's really the most vulgar way to strike up a conversation. Seeing that she was standing still, Mo Nanjin took two steps away with his hands behind his back, and replied, "Maybe I'm afraid I misunderstood. We came from the countryside and just arrived in Zhaoyang today."

"My son, he doesn't look like a peasant family, but rather he came from a big family." She didn't really see anything when she said this, she just picked up obedient words, and she saw Mo Nanjin followed by two followers , still holding a lot of things in his hands, it is estimated that he is not short of money.

Mo Nanjin didn't want to get entangled here, and just about to speak, he saw little Mo pull him, pointing to the entrance of a rather gorgeous brothel not far away, and said: "Master, Mr. Jing..."

Mo Nanjin looked in the direction he was pointing. Nangong Jingshen was still wearing the dark blue clothes she wore when she left the house in the morning, and she was bowing her head and talking to a man next to her who was about the same height. The girls rushed up to embrace each other, but they were all stopped by the man next to him, but it was true that the two of them were going in towards the building.

"Master..." Xiao Mo stomped his feet angrily, seeing how he was so kind to the young master on weekdays, how could he turn around and visit the brothel, even the emperor couldn't do this.

"Forget it, let's go." He didn't even have any trust in Nangong Jingshen.

"Oh, isn't this the owner of Mo's family? Why don't you come to Nanshan Town to stay, and come to Zhaoyang, and come to this place of fireworks, aren't you afraid that my Yuyang girl will not follow you?" A married woman came by the roadside, her makeup Very heavy, but the fine lines around the eyes are clearly visible.

Mo Nanjin looked at her face, but the shrill voice was impressive, and it was hard to forget after hearing it once. It was the daughter-in-law of Grandma Xia's family, Qianhong.

"Where is my young master going? What do you care about? You don't need to meddle in your own business." Before Mo Nanjin could speak, Xiao Mo jumped forward like a little leopard, protecting Mo Nanjin and going back loudly .

"Sister Qianhong, do you know them?" The woman who was ignored by the side leaned over and pulled Qianhong and asked.Apparently they know each other.

"I'm just a farmer in the countryside. How dare you come to the building without money?" Ever since Qianhong curled her red lips and looked at them disdainfully, she was splashed with hot sesame paste by Mingyue at Mo's house last time. Forget it, this time I finally seized the opportunity so why not ridicule a few more words.

"Whether we have money or not is not up to you, old woman." This woman is really annoying.I don't know how many layers of powder I have applied, and my face is pale. When I go out at night, I am not afraid of scaring people to death. When I get close, I am afraid that the powder will fall and hit people.

Qian Hong was so angry at Xiao Mo's words "old woman", she raised her hand and was about to hit her, but Ming Ting lightly tapped her fingers a few times and pushed her back easily.

Mo Nanjin pulled Xiao Mo back, and said coldly to Qian Hong, "Second Madam Xia, please respect yourself, Xiao Mo is my family, if you want to beat or scold, don't bother you."

This Qianhong wanted to get rid of Mrs. Wang so much that she was obsessed with Xia and set herself right. Ever since Mrs. Wang took her child back to the countryside, everyone she knew called her "Mrs. Xia". Nan Jin's "Second Lady" made her almost jump even more than Xiao Mo's "Old Lady".

Just as Qianhong was about to throw a tantrum in the street, she heard a loud voice shouting from behind: "Qianhong, why are you crazy?"

Mo Nanjin's shoulders tightened, and someone brought him over. Looking at Shang Nangongjing's worried eyes, he heard him ask, "Xiaojin, are you okay?"

Mo Nanjin shook his head, added another sentence, and said, "It's okay, why are you here?" This sentence indirectly pointed out the fact that he had seen him just now.

"Did you see?" Nangong Jing's indifference disappeared from her phoenix eyes, and she held his hand naturally under the cover of her wide sleeves.

Someone next to him chuckled.

Mo Nanjin looked up, nodded, and said, "I haven't seen you for many years." The son of Prince Ren back then, and now Prince Ren, Nangong Ninge, recognized Mo Nanjin from just a glance.

Nangong Ningge's eyes and brows were filled with smiles, long eyebrows and deep eyes, obviously a very tough appearance, but the corners of his lips were raised from time to time, revealing his unrestrained flair and naturalness, which gave people the illusion that he was easy to get along with.

This is also a master who eats people but doesn't spit out his bones, Mo Nanjin thought.At the beginning, it was just a one-sided relationship with Nangong Ningge.

"Did you tell him?" Mo Nanjin signaled Nangong Jingshen with his eyes.

"It's not urgent." How can there be such a good thing, isn't it too cheap for him?

"Okay, if you two hang on, the beauties will be snatched away." Nangong Ninge couldn't see the two of them flirting there, and deliberately stimulated him, a loner.

Mo Nanjin really didn't have much interest in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, but Xiao Mo was eager to try, but was dragged back to the inn by Ming Ting with a sullen face. Mo Nanjin wanted to go back at first, but Nangong Jing said something in a low voice : "There is a good show to watch."

As soon as he entered the door, the strong smell of powder mixed with the smell of wine and various voices of teasing rushed towards his face. The lobby was crowded with people. Fortunately, the old bustard here seemed to be very familiar with Nangong Ninge. , led them to the room on the second floor from the small stairs next to it. The food and drink in the room had already been placed, and it seemed that they had already greeted them. Serving tableware and wine glasses.

"Mr. Ning, this is the best room. You can see the opposite stage by pushing out the window. Our Yuran will be on stage there tonight." He was so out of shape that he was facing Nangong Ninge with a flattering smile at the moment.

"Then I would like to thank Mother Liu." Nangong Ningge took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and handed it to her with ease. He waved his hand gracefully and said, "Okay, we have something to talk about, so you can go down first."

The old bustard took care of this big ingot of silver.He bowed out with a smiling face.

Nangong Ninge shook his fan vigorously and let out two breaths.Said: "What kind of broken place is this, for people to enjoy or suffer? This low-quality incense powder suffocated me to death, and I almost spit it out in front of her."

"Naturally, she can't compare to the lady you met in the capital." Nangong Jingshen poured Mo Nanjin a glass of wine and said.

Hearing this, Mo Nanjin put down the wine glass he was about to pick up, and asked Nangong Ningge with a frown, "Do you often come to this kind of place?"

Nangong Ninge didn't expect Mo Nanjin to ask him this question suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to confuse him with some nonsense, but under Mo Nanjin's clear eyes, he was a little short of breath, so he said unclearly: "It wasn't Are you young? These years have gone less."

It's strange, why is he guilty, he is the emperor's sweetheart, but not his own, but he doesn't know why, thinking of his corrupt life at that time, he really feels a little guilty.

"It seems to have started." Nangong Ninge changed the subject, but it really started.

Nangong Ningge got up and pushed open the opposite window, everyone in the lobby fell silent, and the red gauze curtain blown on the opposite platform was lifted layer by layer under the dancing of several women.

"Playing with mystery." Nangong Ninge commented and sat back.

When the red gauze was opened, a warm couch inside was revealed, and a slender woman was lying on her back, wrapped in red gauze, dancing and walking, and when she turned around, she was indeed gorgeous and unparalleled.Everyone in the lobby applauded loudly, but Mo Nanjin saw that this person was not from the Yueyi clan.

Just when everyone was attracted by the dancing girl, a zither sounded from behind the screen. At first, it was like a valley in the mountains, the stream was moving slowly, and the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers were falling. Flying, reaching the end, but majestic, rolling into the sea, the woman in gauze followed the sound of the qin, dancing up and down, anxiously or slowly, it can be said that the sound of the qin endowed the dance with aura, although Mo Nanjin is not good at the art of the qin In-depth research, but under the influence of our ears and eyes, we can still tell the difference between high and low.

Nangong Ningge just gave a good compliment, but the sound of the piano turned sharply, full of ambiguity and provocation everywhere, the light gauze on the woman in gauze was dancing and taking off, and soon there were only obscene trousers and bellyband left, bent down and raised her legs Raising his hand, he could see that the men below were sweating profusely, panting and yelling.

After a dance break, just when everyone thought this was the beauty who was bidding tonight and started bidding, the old bustard came on stage. She motioned for everyone to be quiet, coughed a few times, and said, "Tonight is Yuran." On the first night of the first night, I will ask him to come out first, tonight is entirely up to him, as long as he likes it, he will be his guest of honor tonight."

"Why isn't this person Yuran?"

"The beauty is here?"

"How could this be? Isn't it the one with the highest price?"

"What's the rule?"

"..."

The rich people who came here with money kept objecting, but there were a few young and good-looking ones who secretly rejoiced. This way, their chances would be increased.

Amidst the din of the crowd, a figure came out from behind the screen, holding a piano in his arms, wearing a green tight-sleeved silk dress, with a delicate and beautiful appearance.Most especially, the three-petal silver lotus between the eyebrows was about to bloom. He glanced coldly at everyone in the hall, and those who were swept unconsciously held their breath, but he suddenly smiled brightly, as bright as a begonia, and pointed at Mo Nanjin accurately. direction, and said, "That's him."

Mo Nanjin could clearly see his lips moving slightly, and the words he said silently, "What a coincidence."

Mu Ya, the person who mysteriously disappeared during the murder of Prince Beiyuan.

I never believed that there are so many coincidences in the world, Mu Ya, why did you show up today?