Hello, I'm Shimo

"Master Ninth!" Teng Zhezhi, who is also a monstrous man, raised his eyebrows, "If I remember correctly, the high society in this federal star field are used to addressing you as Young Master, but when I came to your house, it was changed to Young Master Nine!"

"Forbearance" Si Linyan didn't have a word, but there was a glint in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.Maybe it's just that he doesn't have much impression of this son.

"Yes, Marshal!" After another half a minute, Si Ren's face changed slightly, but his voice remained calm as usual, "Ninth Young Master, Simo, from Mrs. Hanmeng, aged 23, without any specialties, but has done a few things The unexpected things happened after he became an adult. One of them gave up the opportunity given by his family at the coming-of-age ceremony, and asked for a thousand-acre manor and chose the residence farthest from the main residence of the Sifu. After the accident and attack on the airship of Yate Star, on the second day of recovery, he married Shangguan Qimo, who was called a "dancing girl" by the entire Federation Starfield. Shangguan Qimo died the next year, and the ninth son didn't seem to be surprised. In the same year, the ninth son moved to the private house that had already been built in the main house, and then asked people to call him the ninth son!" No one knew, and Si Ren secretly scolded a certain subordinate who sorted out this information in his heart, what did he use? The words, which are half ancient and half white, are really uncomfortable. "The above is all the information of the ninth son!"

"You can actually marry Shangguan Qimo, what an enviable guy!" One must know that Teng Zhezhi is a loyal fan of Shangguan Qimo, and he went to support every performance of Shangguan Qimo after she became famous, especially five Looking back on Shangguan Qimo's last living dance years ago, I am still very excited.

Although Si Ren didn't have any feelings for the Ninth Young Master, the sense in Teng Zhe's words was that Si Mo was no longer worthy of Shangguan Qimo, which made Si Ren quite dissatisfied, but he was just because Teng Zhezhi despised the surname Si Those who feel dissatisfied, if Si Mo's surname is not Si, then Si Ren probably wouldn't pay a single glance to Si Mo.

"Mr. Teng, I forgot to tell you that it was Miss Shangguan who insisted that the ninth son marry her, not our ninth son who proposed marriage!" The implication is that your goddess is eagerly begging my family to have the least eyes. The nine sons of her husband married her.

Teng Zhezhi rolled his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and stopped talking. In short, you must not say anything bad about the Si family in front of Si Ren, otherwise this kid will fight you desperately.

"Rin Yan, what's so interesting about tonight's banquet? By the way, you haven't been home for three years. I don't know what your responsible butler will do!" Teng Zhezhi, the butler of the Si family, still doesn't like it very much. Although Teng Zhezhi felt that he was a black-bellied person, he would not do one thing to the face and another to the back, but that housekeeper perfectly interpreted what it means to change faces.

Of course, as long as the housekeeper doesn't fall on him, he, Teng Zhezhi, can still act generously as if he didn't see anything, but if he accidentally falls on him, then... things will be much more interesting.

Si Linyan looked down at the official document in his hand, but ignored Teng Zhezhi.

At this time, only Si Ren can answer Teng Zhezhi's question. Although he doesn't want to answer, but his duty is, "Tonight, the president will hold a celebration banquet for the marshal!"

"Oh, that's it, then I'll be staying at your house tonight. There must be quite a lot of ladies and ladies going to your house tonight!" Teng Zhezhi's mouth curled into a frivolous smile.

Si Ren pouted noncommittally, and turned to look out the window.

As for Si Linyan, he was still staring at the official document in his hand indifferently, and only at this time, the condensed breath all over his body would ease up.

Seeing the two ignoring him like this, Teng Zhezhi was not angry. Instead, he picked up the fine wine at the side, took a sip, and a deep meaning that no one noticed flashed in his eyes.

Si Mo, the ninth son of the Si family, let us see what qualifications you have to be selected by Shangguan Qimo!Sure enough, Teng Zhezhi's resentment towards Shangguan Qimo was quite deep.

In an antique shop, Mo stroked the pendant in his hand in satisfaction, a smile appeared on his calm expression, and he didn't realize that he had already been missed by others unconsciously.Still with a leisurely mood.

"How is it, young master, are you satisfied?" The store owner is an old man over half a century old, wearing a simple Tang suit, with bright eyes, bright energy, and a red face. In the era between 200 and 300, the theory of the sixtieth birthday has already existed in name only, and not many people know about it.

"Well, I'm quite satisfied!" In fact, with today's technology, it only takes a few minutes to carve what kind of pattern and color you want, but there are not many people in this world who want to carve out the spirit and energy you want. Well, if it wasn't for accidentally discovering a space called historians on the Speed ​​Stars website, Mo Mo guessed that it would be difficult to find a needle in a haystack if he wanted to find someone who was as familiar with pre-war culture as Uncle Tang. "Uncle Tang is indeed a master sculptor!"

"Young Master, you are absurd!" Tang Rong has a good impression of the young man who gives people a sense of alienation. When they first met on the Internet, the young man's name was Jiu Gongzi, so after getting acquainted, he became friends with Jiu Gongzi People around him also nicknamed him Young Master, not as a respectful title, but because they thought he was worthy of the title of Young Master, and he seemed kind and interesting. "If it weren't for the style and information given by the young master in great detail, Tang would not have lived up to the young master's entrustment!"

"Okay, Uncle Tang!" Mo looked at Tang Rong helplessly. There are people from all walks of life in the historian family. The only flaw is that the people in the historian family are all interested in pre-war history, so everyone speaks because it is fun. This kind of half-white, half-literal, Mo Mo is extremely uncomfortable. "Stop talking like that again, it's awkward to listen to! And are my clothes ready!" Touching the warm jade pendant in his hand, Mo Mo forced himself to resist the urge to roll his eyes.

At this time, a lady-like woman came out, holding a tray in her hand covered with a piece of red cloth. After hearing Mo's words, she let out a snort and laughed, "Okay, old Tang, Enough is enough for you, be careful, the young master is angry and won't sort out those materials for you!"

"Aunt Tang, long time no see." Then Mo's eyes suddenly noticed the tray, "Aunt Tang, are you taking the clothes I want?"

"I knew I wanted your clothes!" Seeing Mo Mo's eyes brighten up, Jun Wu scolded with a smile.But he didn't make things difficult for him, "This is made by your aunts together, so you should cherish it!"

Mo nodded, "I will definitely cherish it!" Then she looked at the tray with full expectation.

Jun Wu and Tang Rong met each other, and couldn't help but feel amused.This young man usually looks indifferent and cold, and only when he cares about things will he show the expression he should have at this age.

Lifting off the red cloth, there was a gold-and-silver textured dress with a white background exuding a faint dreamy luster. Mo picked it up, but did not expect that there was a red dress underneath.Mo looked at the clothes in his hands, and couldn't help but feel some black lines. It was actually a white modified cheongsam dress. It was obviously worn by men. If Mo remembered correctly, this is a more popular men's dress nowadays, but Mo Aunt Tang obviously asked Aunt Tang to make a set of Hanfu for herself!

"Aunt Tang, what's going on, I clearly ordered Hanfu!" Why did it become like this, silently motioned Aunt Tang to explain with her eyes.

"I knew, the young master would have such a reaction!" At some point, Jun Wu had already leaned on her husband, looking at her husband provocatively,——see, I guessed right.Then, under Tang Rong's doting eyes, he explained to Mo, "Okay, you don't have to be angry, you are going to study at Starfield Academy soon, this is a gift from all of us, and the Hanfu you want, It’s the red one at the bottom. We specially made it red, so it’s easy to wear when you get married in the future!” After speaking, he blinked silently as if asking for credit.

The corner of Mo's mouth twitched imperceptibly. On the dress in his hand, the collar was made of phoenix buttons that matched the pattern of the dress, and the ditch was edged with silver thread. The entire upper body of this dress did not have any patterns.The decoration of the whole dress, except for the phoenix pattern on the collar and cuffs, is the phoenix pattern that occupies the entire lower body. It is a phoenix dancing and circling upwards. No matter how you look at it, it feels wrong, because this phoenix is ​​actually a phoenix.Mo was confused.

So he switched to another Hanfu, gently put down the dress in his hand, and Mo picked up the big red Hanfu that was put aside. Now Mo is completely black, because this is a wedding dress, and for this wedding dress , Mo doesn't make much comments, aside from the fact that the wedding dress, Mo still likes it very much, so he didn't say anything critical, anyway, in Mo's opinion, he would never have the chance to wear this wedding dress in his life.Little do they know that things are impermanent.

"How is it, young master, are you satisfied?" Uncle Tang asked after seeing that Mo had finished reading.

Here again, these words flashed in Mo's eyes, "Satisfied! Well, Uncle Tang and Aunt Tang, if there is nothing else, I will leave first. There seems to be something at home tonight!"

"Then we won't keep you anymore. If you are free, we will give you a discount!" Aunt Tang said.

"Remember to go to the historian's house more often, those old guys are still waiting for you to teach them!" This is what Uncle Tang said.

"I know!" It was concise and clear, and the saliva was not wasted at all. Naturally, this was said silently.

Carrying the exquisite revolving bag, Mo walked out of the store as if taking a walk, then waved his back to the people inside, and then got into the suspension car without looking back.

"Ninth Young Master, where are you going now! Do you want to go back to the main house or go home?" Lao Li asked Mo Mo, who seemed a little tired, through the rearview mirror.

"Go home!" For Mo, who sleeps almost twelve hours a day, he really has a lot of exercise power today. If he doesn't go back to catch up on sleep, he might not be able to wake up tomorrow, which would be bad.Because according to certain memories, when that person came back, the whole family must have had dinner together the next morning.

Little did he know that he might not be able to sleep at all tonight!

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