Chapter 221

Mo Xuetong returned to the house at noon. Mo Huawen was not in the house.

Since Mohua Wen decided to marry Xu Yan last time, although the bride price has not been sent, it has been decided. It is more or less said that the master will follow the string in the house. Although I don't know who it is, the servants in the house have seen carefully from Mohua Wen's preparation of the bride price.

Because of Lan Xin's case, the old lady completely let go of Mo Huawen's marriage. The servant in the house was resigned. Lan Xin was gone. Of course, Mo Xuetong didn't believe that Lan Xin had returned to her hometown in peace. Mo Feng went out to inquire. LAN Xinru is now renting a house in the east gate for half a year. It seems that she plans to live in the capital for a long time!

How can she go back if she doesn't catch a golden turtle son-in-law! But the Mo mansion has no face to come in again.

Out of Mo xueqiong's business, Mo Huawen has asked Mo Xuetong to help the housekeeper. In the affairs of the house, most of Mo Xuetong is managed by mother Ming and mother Xu. The two aunts are still in charge of some, but the focus has to be put on Mo Xuetong. With the help of mother Ming and mother Xu, Mo Xuetong gets started quickly.

However, even so, she just asked when she needed it. Unexpectedly, Xu Yan will still be in charge of the house in the future. When Xu Yan enters the door, she will return the responsibility of the housekeeper to her. Now she is practicing for a period of time, and she used to be a housekeeper for a period of time in her previous life.

On the pretext of poor health, Mrs. Hou threw all the housekeeper's business to her. At that time, she was still very moved. She only felt that Mrs. Hou really regarded her as a daughter-in-law. Only after the housekeeper found that the income and expenditure in the house of Hou was fundamentally unbalanced. In order to be afraid of Mrs. Hou's blame, she also pasted her own dowry silver.

Later, with the help of his grandfather and father, Sima Lingyun made a little fortune and increased her income. Mrs. Zhenguo Hou took back the power of the Housekeeper on the pretext of letting her take good care of herself, give birth to a healthy child and inherit the incense of Zhenguo Hou's house.

Now when I think of it, all this is just for use. No one in the Marquis house of the town has recognized her as the wife of the son of the world from top to bottom. When the final use value is squeezed, she will only leave the most tragic end.

When I think of this, my eyes are cold.

"Miss, just now mother Ming came and asked, the ancestral hall over there has been almost built, and there is still a large open space on the side. Do you want to build several wing rooms and put some sundries as before?" Merlan came in and asked.

After the ancestral hall was burned, the place was reduced to ashes, and Mohua Wen rebuilt a larger ancestral hall in that place. After all, he is now a third grade official. He can be repaired by official rank, and the scale is larger.

There were five or six wing rooms beside the ancestral hall. At that time, they were burned down by fire. Mohua Wen only said to build the ancestral hall, but did not say anything else. There was a large area of space in that direction. Even the trees were burned clean and bare. It was very ugly. Looking at it, mother Ming deliberately reported it to Mo Xuetong back and forth.

"Tell mother Ming that we should build several wing rooms and plant a few more trees in that house, but we should hurry up. After a while, if my father marries his wife, he must go to the ancestral hall to worship his mother. It won't be too late."

Mo Xuetong thought for a moment.

It's the rule of the Qin Dynasty that Jixian's wife should pay concubines with the original wife. Jixian is not like the original wife. Three media and six employees don't have to go for a year and a half. The current situation of the Mo mansion can't last too long. Mo Xuetong estimates that his father will be officially hired to the Fuguo government in the first month.

When you enter the door, it is necessary to worship the ancestral hall. Although it will not take too long to build the wing room, you still have to paint it. You can't use it until the painting is dry in the Ming Dynasty, which will take another period of time.

"Mother Ming said that if we rebuild the wing room, I'm afraid the time is a little urgent. It may take some time to process it in the evening. I don't know if it will quarrel with the young lady, and the two young ladies over there may also be affected." Moran hesitated.

When she said this, Mo Xuetong remembered that the ancestral hall was close to the back door, but the other side was connected with his own Qingwei garden. It could be regarded as living next to each other. The yard where Mo xueqiong and Mo Xuemin lived was a little far away, but now they have been moved to a remote place by Mo Huawen. It happened to be within the scope of that area. The underground construction must also affect them.

"Let mother Ming tell the eldest lady that the fourth lady said what her father said. If we want to build the ancestral hall, some voices may come out and outsiders may enter. Let the two ladies look at the people in their yard." Mo Xuetong thought for a while and said, it's not just the sound, but also the matter of the servants entering the backyard. If you don't explain clearly, if something happens, you have to fall on yourself.

"Yes, I'll tell mother Ming now." Moran retreated.

After lunch, mother Xu sent someone back to say yes. The master said yesterday that he would buy some cloth and make some clothes for everyone in the house. He asked Mo Xuetong how to choose.

His father hasn't returned to the house yet, and he can't tell him some things. Thinking that he has nothing to do in the afternoon, Mo Xuetong asks Mo Yu to tell his mother that he will go out of the house once in the afternoon and pick up some cloth into the house. The sewing team in the house is ready to measure the body for the people first.

Moran stayed in the house to preside over the affairs for Mo Xuetong. Mo Xuetong took ink leaves and Mo Yu went out of the door.

Since entering Beijing, Mo Xuetong has gone out only a few times, and each time he is not alone. This time, he only brought two maids, Mo Yu and Mo Ye. When they heard that both eyes are shining, eyebrows and eyes are flying, they got into the carriage excitedly.

The carriage of Mo mansion is not luxurious, but it is very spacious and comfortable inside. There are thick cushions on the seats, and there is a small charcoal basin in the middle. The charcoal in it is burning vigorously. Mo Yu holds Mo Xuetong and sits down inside, laughing: "Miss, where shall we go first?"

"Go to Yiyi Pavilion. I heard that the cloth in that place is very suitable for popularization. You should be able to choose the right material." Mo Xuetong casually picked up the book on the side, turned it over and smiled.

Mo Ye ordered, and the carriage moved smoothly.

"The young lady is really powerful. Even the Yi Pavilion knows it. It is said that many large families set the clothes of the people in the mansion there." Mo Yu looked at Mo Xue's pupil in worship.

Mo Xuetong smiled but didn't answer, with a mocking smile on his lips.

How could she not know that in the last life, she customized all the clothes of the servants in the Duke's house, but the money for the clothes was from her own pocket. I remember that once during the Chinese new year, because she really couldn't pay, she went to the Duke's house with the list. Before she arrived, she met mother Tian next to her, saying that her wife was not in good health, Tell her not to say hello.

For five or six days, she just didn't see Mrs. Hou of Zhenguo, and the list of urging silver from Yiyi Pavilion came again and again. She had no choice but to sell one of her stores cheaply, so she managed to scrape together money and pay the list of clothes. On the day of paying the list, Mrs. Hou of Zhenguo was well!

The disease is timely, and the good is really timely!

But at that time, his eyes were blindfolded!

The materials of Yiyi pavilion are indeed many. The upper and lower floors are all ordinary popular clothes, but the appearance and style are good. Mo Xuetong picked some and paid money on the spot. He asked the people of Yiyi pavilion to send the cloth to their own house, so he took ink leaves and Mo LAN went to the bookstore next to him.

The medical book I saw in Bai Yihao in the morning is very good. There are not only the usage of herbs, but also the appearance of some herbs. In the place where he grew up, Mo Xuetong studied medicine mainly by self-study. In the last life, he learned a half tone. Although he was free to study in this life, there must be no guidance. If there was such a detailed medical book, it would be the best.

The carriage stopped at the street corner in front of the bookstore. Mo Xuetong put on the curtain cap, and Mo Yu and Mo Ye got off the carriage.

There are not many people in the bookstore. This bookstore mainly sells books on medical tools. Occasionally, there are several current vernacular books and time subsets. Maybe it's because everyone is busy having fun during the new year.

Mo Xuetong searched for a long time on the shelf of medical books. Sure enough, he found a book quite similar to Bai Yihao's. although the corner of the book was damaged, it was OK.

"Miss, this book has been decided. Please choose another one." The shopkeeper is an old man in his fifties. He is very bookish. Seeing that Mo Xuetong is holding this book, he is embarrassed.

"How can it be? If it has been sold, why do you still put it here? Isn't it deliberately deceptive?" Mo Yu is not happy. Her young lady has just turned it over for a long time. She must like it very much.

"Because this book is very rare, although the family has decided not to come to pick it up, some doctors want to come to the door and copy it. There was another one here just now. There may be something wrong, so they put the book on the shelf before they have time to say what's urgent." The shopkeeper explained.

"Shopkeeper, how about we sell it for three times the price?" Mo Ye stood aside.

"It's really not good. I dare not violate the book ordered by that family!" The shopkeeper looked uncompromising. "You can't sell it to you even if you increase it ten times."

"Shopkeeper, can you copy this book?" Seeing the fierce dispute here, Mo Xuetong turned the bookcase and asked gently, "if you can copy, can you let me copy it?"

"It's no problem for the young lady to copy, but she doesn't know when the one will come to pick it up. If she comes to pick it up, the young lady will not be able to finish copying." The shopkeeper is not an unkind person, but he is really casual and moody when he thinks of his temperament. Who knows when he suddenly wants it.

"The shopkeeper only needs me to copy it. I'm very grateful. Whether I can copy it or not, it's good to copy some." Mo Xuetong sat down at the table near the window. Mo Yu spread the paper for her and pressed it on the paper weight. On the other side, Mo Ye has polished the ink for her. The shopkeeper saw that she was so determined and couldn't say more, so he only asked the waiter in the store to serve tea.

As time goes by, Mo Xuetong still sits at his desk and has been copying for nearly two hours. Because he doesn't know when others will pick it up, he only selects some transcripts that he thinks are useful to him. Some of them are still drawn with graphics. In the past, because his appearance was destroyed, he spent all his time painting and playing the piano.