On the fifth day of April in the twenty-fifth year of Yuan Zhang, Mo Lingfeng took a break, crossed the river from the Gaopingzhai Suspension Bridge, and returned to the city through the racecourse.
At the end of the Yin hour, the sky was the color of jasper, gradually becoming more and more dense. The green grass on the racecourse was undulating in the warm wind, and the wild buckwheat was in buds, dots of pink and white, continuously.
People cutting grass and picking up horse manure were scattered on the horse farm, and many soldiers were interspersed very suddenly. Mo Lingfeng led Yin Nan to beat the horses and passed by. Just after passing the horse garden, he saw all the cars and horses standing near the city gate. There were many people, the first ones were Mo Qianlan and Zhao Shiheng, followed by Yin Bei, and behind them were the guards from Mo Mansion.
Mo Lingfeng saw Mo Qianlan at a glance.
The wind was getting warmer, but Mo Qianlan was still wearing thick clothes. He wore a long gown with a dough collar inside and a crane cloak outside. He wore a turban on his head and put his hands in his sleeves. He looked like he was looking forward to it from afar. When he saw Mo Lingfeng, he immediately smiled and stepped forward to greet him.
Mo Lingfeng dismounted, threw himself into Mo Qianlan's arms, and sniffed him vigorously: "Brother!"
"Hey," Mo Qianlan couldn't hold it any longer and leaned back, "Ah, it's heavy."
He tightened his arms and hugged Mo Lingfeng hard. Zhao Shiheng stood aside and missed this daughter-like girl very much. Seeing that the two of them were hugging each other tightly, there was no room for him to take action, so he had to stretch out his hands to tear the two apart. When he came, he took out a piece of peanut cake from his sleeve pocket and put it into Mo Lingfeng's hand: "Okay, you're back."
"Uncle Zhao, I miss you so much," Mo Lingfeng stuffed the peanut cake into his mouth and held Zhao Shiheng's arm affectionately, "Uncle, I brought you something delicious."
When Mo Qianlan saw Yin Nan carrying two big bundles, he smiled and said, "Didn't you bring them to me?"
Mo Lingfeng's eyes were immediately glued to Mo Qianlan: "I brought them too, air-dried mutton for my uncle, and a pot of wild honey for my brother."
Yin Bei beamed and took the bundle from Yin Nan's hand, and asked someone to step forward to lead the horse. Seeing that Yin Nan was so dark, he murmured in his heart - Mo Lingfeng was not dark at all, could it be that it was all dark on Yin Nan alone.
"Okay," Mo Qianlan smoothed the wrinkles on Mo Lingfeng's clothes and gathered her hair around her temples, "go home."
He snatched Mo Lingfeng's right hand from Zhao Shiheng's arm and held it tightly in his hand: "You ride back."
Zhao Shiheng raised his eyebrows: "Jiedu is such a powerful official, and he asked me, a lame man, to ride a horse."
"Did you become lame today?" Mo Qianlan ignored him and took Mo Lingfeng into the carriage.
Mo Lingfeng sat firmly and heard the cry of the cake seller coming from outside. It was clearly Wu Jin. He immediately grinned happily: "It's Wu Jin!"
She went to lift the curtain of the carriage, trying to stop Wu Jin, but the carriage swayed and started running, so Mo Lingfeng only saw Wu Jin's back.
The spring breeze blew the short brown hair on Wu Jin's body. He was carrying two baskets and standing in the green grass. The clouds were green and the water was flowing, making him appear more tall, handsome, cool and gentle.
When she wanted to speak out, the carriage was already driving quickly, entering the city and running towards Mo Mansion on the broad street.
Mo Qianlan kept holding Mo Lingfeng's hand and felt that her wrist was unusually thin - not thin, but the flesh all over her body was stretched out and thinly attached to the bones.
Ah Gu has grown taller.
It's good to grow taller, so Ah Gu will be a little taller, and his weight in his heart will be a little heavier.
He wanted to talk to Ah Gu, but the smile spread from the tip of his eyebrows to the corners of his eyes, and then flowed from his eyes to his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.
Ah Gu is a Mani orb from the Dragon Palace under the sea. It is very beautiful to celebrate. It emits tens of thousands of pure light, specially designed to illuminate the poor living beings like him in Mount Sumeru. It can make darkness bright, make it cool when it is hot, make it warm when it is cold, and make everything he knows. May all your pure and wonderful wishes come true.
His sister was too kind, so he had no way to talk about it, so he could only not say it.
The carriage stopped at the front door of Mo Mansion. Mo Lingfeng jumped out of the carriage first, stretched out his hand to help Mo Qianlan down, and called Zhao Shiheng who was struggling to dismount: "Uncle, come quickly!"
Then she turned her head, asked the door to open quickly, and then leaned on Mo Qianlan to act coquettishly: "Brother, I want to eat cherry cheese, and I want it iced."
Zhao Shiheng was inconvenient to ride a horse. After dismounting, he became more and more lame. He took two steps slowly, and then he couldn't hold himself back anymore. He limped over and patted Mo Lingfeng on the shoulder: "Don't be so crooked. She’s going to be a big girl soon.”
Mo Lingfeng had no choice but to separate from his brother, stretched out his arms, hooked one with each other, and walked home happily.
She went back to Changsui's residence to change clothes first. Nanny's face was burning badly, and the right half of her face seemed to have melted and blended together. It looked horrifying. However, Mo Lingfeng was not afraid. He opened his hands and let Nanny Grandma looked at her stature and said, "Grandma, I've grown taller."
While asking the maid to fetch water, the nanny took off her cloak and cloth armor. She then reached for the Wensi ruler and measured her from head to toe, from shoulder to wrist: "It's so high, so put it on first." The body is ready-made, so let people cut the cloth and make it.”
Mo Qianlan had just asked a tailor to make a box of clothes for her. The measurements were based on the measurements brought back to Yue Yinbei. Unexpectedly, they were a little too small after not wearing them even once.
Mo Lingfeng took the bath beans and washed her hands and face. Grandma put down her hair, slowly smoothed it out, made two strands for her and tied them into two buns: "In two years, I can braid her hair. "
"I'm in the fort, so there's no need to make it up."
"That's a pity. Your hair is growing well. It's black and shiny. You can make many buns."
Mo Lingfeng felt regretful, cleaned up, walked out of the door and ran to the central hall.
The morning light fell on the roses all over the wall. The petals floated to the corridor and fell on Mo Lingfeng. Along with the noisy calls of babblers and the warm breeze, Mo Mansion suddenly became lively. The servants all became extremely busy, constantly coming and going.
Mo Lingfeng sat down in the central hall, and Mo Qianlan immediately asked someone to open the window, get cherry cheese, and set breakfast.
As soon as the window opened, the middle hall became brighter, and Mo Lingfeng was also clearly illuminated. He was still as white and rosy as before, his eyebrows became more delicate, his eyebrows were clear and neat, and they gradually became thinner and faded from the upper corners of his eyes, and the inner corners of his eyes. Sharp and slender, the black eyes are hidden inside, showing no anger and self-power.
The cherry cheese was put up first, and Mo Qianlan handed over the spoon: "Ah, you can't eat more."
Zhao Shiheng took the opportunity to ask: "How is the situation in the army?"
Mo Lingfeng took the spoon and took a big bite: "It's delicious!"
She took two bites before replying: "With two hundred men, they are all very good soldiers."
Zhao Shiheng nodded with satisfaction: "It's better to have money in short supply than to spend it too much. Money must be spent willingly and must not be withheld."
"Uncle, I know that they all trade their lives for money." Mo Lingfeng ate half the bowl at once, "Brother, if I become a commander, will His Majesty be dissatisfied?"
Mo Qianlan touched her head: "He is not satisfied whether you are a commander or not. He is not satisfied even if we do nothing, because as long as the Mo family exists, it is a kind of rebellion."
