Gentlemen, sir, is this a liver explosion?

……

Mo Chou wanted to go, but he was invited into the concierge by the Jinling household department and served tea.

What's the meaning of this?

Mo Chou thought for a long time and didn't understand, and the bidding stopped.

"Brother Yao, the shops are all rented out. Let's go back and run the immortal house. Anyway, we can make a lot of money a year."

The younger brother was dissatisfied and said, "Miss, it's obviously their fault. If we don't give an explanation, we won't go."

"Miss Mochou, our adults are invited."

Mo Chou was surprised and immediately got up and followed in.

When Mo Chou appeared, those businessmen felt inexplicable.

"Why did even women come in?"

"Who is that?"

"Eh! I know this woman. She's Mochou from the immortal house."

"Xinghebo's outer room?"

"Yes, it's her. What's she doing here?"

Mo Chou was stared at by these people without panic, but Yaodi's pace was a little messy, so he stared at these people.

"What a beautiful woman, um... It's inappropriate to say that she is beautiful. It should be... Her eyebrows are slightly frowned, which is pitiful, but she is like an empty valley and orchid, which makes people forget the Customs at first sight."

"Tut tut! Xinghe Bo has good eyesight!"

"What good eyesight! It's better to say it's good luck!"

In these murmurs, Mo Chou got into it.

Three people, don't worry, only know Fei Shi, and say hello to him.

Fei Shi didn't dare to ask big, got up and avoided, and then introduced Qu Sheng and an Lun to Mo Chou. Mo Chou saluted one by one. Qu Sheng smiled and avoided, but Anlun slowed down a step, with some regret in his heart.

Zhu Di's aging is no secret. Zhu Zhanji will eventually rise to the top. At that time, Fang Xing's status and rights must be different from those now. If you don't offend, try not to offend.

"Don't worry, miss." Qu Sheng said with a smile, "it's the man's fault. I suspended the bidding and just wanted to make a compensation. Come on, see which one you choose."

Mo Chou was stunned, and his long eyelashes trembled. Qu Sheng couldn't help fretting in his heart when he saw it, and then hung his eyes and didn't dare to look again, so as not to be found.

Anlun wanted to make up for what happened just now, so he said with a dry smile: "don't worry, girl, although you choose, it's not that you don't give money. It can't be regarded as favoritism."

Mo Chou looks at Fei Shi. Among the three, she trusts Fei Shi a little.

Fei Shi lowered his eyes and said, "the big market is Xinghe Bo's pen, but he doesn't take a penny personally, which shows the public interest. Although Miss Mochou goes to the election, the lower official promises that uncle will only agree when he knows."

Mochou hesitated. She didn't want to cause trouble to Fang Xingxing.

Qu Sheng looks at Anlun, but this guy is pretending to be a dead dog and has to fight himself.

"Don't worry, Miss mo. don't worry. Even if Lord Xia of the household department knows it, he won't have any objection. If so, I'll bear it!"

Qu Sheng promised with a positive face. Anlun smiled in the opposite direction and said, "xinghebo, who dares not to follow?"

This guy has a small mind! And not very human.

Fei Shi made a decision and said, "choose now, and then start outside."

……

When Mochou goes out again, the bidding starts again.

"What's missing?"

After the bidding ended, the merchants who failed to win were very sorry. Some people had sharp eyes and asked when they saw that a shop on the large picture paper was still empty.

A small official came up and took down the big picture paper with a sneer, and didn't explain to these people.

"What does that mean?"

"It's all scattered. Those who get it will send the balance to the household department within three days. It's OK not to send it. The money previously paid will be confiscated."

The small official rolled up the big picture paper and explained coldly.

Some people still wanted to question, but they were dissuaded.

"Didn't you see that Mo Chou come out? It's probably for her."

"Does a woman dare to cover the sky in Jinling City?"

"She dare not cover the sky, but..."

"Kneel down!"

Some businessmen were walking out, but when they got outside, they saw a man forced to kneel on the ground by two royal guards, even beating him with a scabbard.

"Eh! Isn't this Zheng Qiu?"

"This is... Zheng Qiu was taken down?"

It was Zheng Qiu outside the door. He was forced to kneel outside the door for half an hour. After the whole Jinling City knew about it, he was carried in.

When he got to the lobby, Qu Sheng sneered and said, "Lord Zheng, what a great official power!"

Zheng Qiu was originally an exquisite man. When he saw Fei Shi and an Lun sitting next to Qu Sheng, he knew that he was afraid of causing great things.

"My Lord, I didn't... I didn't do anything!"

Zheng Qiu recalled his recent words and deeds. He really didn't commit a crime.

Is there something wrong with big brother's promotion? Then implicated himself.

Qu Sheng disdained and said, "the famous Zheng in Jinling City is really powerful and dare to intimidate a weak woman. I am the Minister of Jinling's household department. Unfortunately, I didn't find your evil deeds early. It's worthy of your Majesty's trust. But it's not too late to mend after a sheep has been lost!"

"Cough!"

Anlun coughed and said, "Lord Fei, how about Zheng Qin?"

Feishi said coldly, "if you have such brothers, take them first, and then interrogate them one by one."

Zheng Qiu's heart was shocked. Unexpectedly, it was his own crime. He looked up and begged: "my Lord, little fool, I really don't know what he has committed. Please wake up little."

Qu Sheng sneered and said, "you deserve to covet Miss Mochou of Shenxianju? You dare to move your hands and feet in private. Zheng Qiu, thanks to you, your Zheng family broke down!"

what?

Zheng Qiu's body was soft and hissed, "my Lord, I don't know she's a Mochou girl! I don't know. I beg you to give me a chance. I'm willing to make amends and give my family property for atonement."

"It's late!"

Fei Shi nodded to a man outside the door and said, "go and get Zheng Qin, the head of the military department. If Zhou Yingtai asks, it's corruption."

"What does grandpa an think?"

Feishi had to find an alliance, so he asked Anlun very reluctantly.

Anlun has been waiting for this for a long time. He said with a smile: "if such a brother is running and drilling for him, he must not be clean. Then do it!"

Zheng Qiu's body was paralyzed on the ground. Now he remembered the woman's look outside the door the day before yesterday

Mo Chou walked slowly in the street. Suddenly, he frowned and said, "brother, do you think it will affect uncle's reputation if we take the shop?"

The younger brother smiled on his dark face and said, "don't worry, miss. Uncle said at that time that there will be someone to look after you in Jinling. Among them, Lord Fei can be trusted, so take it and it will be all right."

When he finished talking to his brother, he saw that Mo Chou's face was full of confusion, his small mouth was slightly open, and his delicate nose was a pair of bright eyes with light sorrow, but it seemed that he had never known the worries of the world.

This is a woman who should not live in the world of mortals!

……

Before long, with the connivance of a willing person, Zheng Qiu coveted the shopkeeper of Shenxianju. After the incident, Qu Sheng, the Minister of Jinling's household department, was very angry, and the East Hall and royal guards who discovered the incident were also filled with righteous indignation. So they not only took Zheng Qiu, but also his brother, Zheng Qin, the head of Jinling's military department, fell into bad luck. Don't think about getting promoted. Soon, there will be many more people on the ship to Jiaozhi Myanmar.

A small shock in Jinling officialdom is nothing to everyone, but Mochou's name has once again entered the eyes of those who have a heart.

So there was a scene in Shenxianju every day: Mo Chou counted the expenses of opening restaurants in the big market behind the counter, but those diners abandoned the habit of looking at Mo Chou and eating more than one bowl of rice, which became more and more regular.