After traveling for a month, the four of them were a little tired.
"Well, after traveling for so long, it's time to rest. Let's find an inn and take a rest." As soon as Mo Lan got off the carriage and was about to walk away, she saw a familiar figure.
The man was fluttering in white clothes, with a jade crown tied up in his hair. He was holding a pile of account books in his hands, shaking his head frequently and saying something to the innkeeper.
Mo Lan walked up to him and tapped his shoulder with her fan, "I'm here to eat and drink. I wonder if Master Shen will pay for it!"
Shen Shiyuan turned around in surprise when he heard a familiar voice.
"Mo Lan, why are you here?" The voice was trembling, even excited.
Perhaps Shen Shiyuan was too elegant, so Mo Lan opened her fan to cover her face in embarrassment and said, "Ahem, I'm here to practice."
Shen Shiyuan rubbed her head: "Since Mr. Mo is here to reward you, he must let you eat and drink well."
Mo Lan blushed a little, she couldn't resist such a gentle and elegant young man.
Although Shen Shiyuan was born as a businessman, he didn't have any smell of copper in his body, and his own cultivation level was not low. He always doted on her.
Shen Shiyuan took him to the teahouse to listen to books. Songs were being sung downstairs, but she couldn't understand.
"Brother Shen, why are you here at this time?"
Shen Shiyuan took out a box from his arms and placed it in front of her: "It's the end of the year. I'll check the accounts. What about you? Did you sneak out to play?"
Mo Lan opened the box. Inside was a delicate hosta carved into the shape of a lotus. He put the hairpin away and handed it to Ai Xiang who was aside: "Go and play. Brother Shen will take me back in a while."
"I got into big trouble and was punished by my father to go out for training."
Shen Shiyuan stroked the tea cup and said with a smile: "Well, it is true that you are the only one who can cause big trouble."
Mo Lan looked at him angrily, "I'm not going to beat you because you are handsome."
This guy's fingers are so beautiful, with well-defined joints and very slender fingers. I really want to touch them.
"Dang!"
A screen was moved to the lobby downstairs, and an old man walked out of the back hall. He couldn't tell what he looked like.
"It is said that Gan Rui, the governor of Liushan Prefecture, has married five wives before and will marry a sixth lady recently. Please be objective and listen to me in detail."
It turned out that Gan Rui's previous wives had died. Later, he asked a fortune teller to read his horoscope. It turned out that the horoscope was too prosperous. An ordinary woman would not be blessed to marry him, and she had to be a noble girl.
The previous wives were either businesswomen or had low official positions in the family. Two months ago, the governor of Heding Prefecture heard about this and asked his legitimate daughter to marry him.
People in the entire state capital were silently laughing at him, while others were envious of him for reaching a high position.
He is the only one who is unfazed by favors and humiliations, works diligently every day, and treats the people with kindness and courtesy.
"By the way, this teahouse belongs to your family, right?" Mo Lan put down the tea cup and rubbed his hands, wondering what bad idea he had.
Shen Shiyuan leaned on the railing and looked at her with his chin on his hand: "What? Do you have an idea?"
Mo Lan swallowed her saliva, my dear mother, she is so beautiful!
I almost forgot about the real thing: "I have some stories here, I'm sure you haven't heard them before. I can tell them orally to you and make money, we'll split it 50/50."
"Mo Lan can also tell stories. Tell me first and let me listen. If you tell it well, I will promise you."
Mo Lan wiped her saliva and told some short stories first, "The Peacock Flies Southeast", "Du Shiniang Sinked the Treasure Box in Anger", and a small part of "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio".
Shen Shiyuan was a little fascinated when he heard it, but Mo Lan stopped when he was most fascinated.
"Okay, okay. I still have a lot of stories that I can tell hundreds of times." Fortunately, I read extracurricular books carefully when I was studying, and I didn't have to be idle in college.
Shen Shiyuan was a little surprised, "Where did Mo Lan hear this?"
"I heard what the immortal told me in the dream." Mo Lan made up a lie and looked at him without blushing or out of breath.
"Okay, I promise you, but the Mo Mansion should not be short of money. Did you get into some trouble and need money to make up for it?" Mr. Mo pampered her, why did he want money?
Mo Lan held her chin in her hands, with a melancholy look on her face: "Oh, you don't understand. My father is usually an upright official, and my mother doesn't have many shops under her name. I'm afraid that I won't have a decent dowry when I get married in the future."
Shen Shiyuan suddenly tensed up. Yes, she was engaged to the fifth prince, so he better not think about those things that he shouldn't think about.
Mo Lan said this, but she was muttering in her heart, who would think that the money is too much, he is not a fool.
Chinese literati for five thousand years, your works, hehe, bring them to you!
Later, Shen Shiyuan took her to eat a lot of snacks, and when she returned to the inn, she could no longer eat.
After playing for a few days, just when Mo Lan was about to say goodbye, Shen Shiyuan received an invitation from Gan Ruizhi.
Out of curiosity, Mo Lan planned to follow him to meet this famous man.
Mo Lan sat in the Shen family's carriage and followed Shen Shiyuan to the Zhizhou Mansion. As soon as she got off the carriage, she knew what it meant to be a fox pretending to be a tiger.
Shen Shiyuan was the guest of honor, and she also received the best reception.
There is no taboo against men and women sharing the same banquet in this world, so when Mo Lan sat down next to Shen Shiyuan, some ladies from aristocratic families wanted to stare at her.
Before the auspicious time arrived, the place was already full of guests. Suddenly firecrackers crackled outside, and the newcomers arrived.
Gan Ruizhi, who was about thirty years old and with a spring breeze on his face, held the red silk and led the bride forward step by step.
However, the two people above the hall didn't look very happy, and the smiles on their faces were forced out.
Perhaps this son has been married too many times and is tired.
However, Mo Lan heard more gossip during the dinner.
These people can't stop eating.
It is said that Gan Rui suppressed his wife and married one after another, who either died or disappeared.
Now he is married to the governor's daughter. Maybe the governor sent his daughter to suppress him.
Later, the words became more and more outrageous. Until Gan Ruizhi came over to propose a toast, the man kept sarcastic.
Gan Ruizhi didn't care, raised his glass, looked around, drank it all, and then went to another table.
There are always these people in this world, some are haters, others are laughers.
"That man is Gan Zhizhou's cousin. Mr. Gan was originally from a poor family, and he achieved what he is today through his own efforts." Shen Shiyuan suddenly came over.
Mo Lan blushed uncomfortably, but fortunately she drank a lot and no one noticed.
"Why are you telling me this all of a sudden?"
Shen Shiyuan came close to her ear and said, "Because your ears are almost touching that person's mouth." After saying that, he laughed softly, and his breath blew on her neck, making her stand up suddenly.
"Ahem, I'm going to sober up."
Mo Lan walked around the Zhizhou Mansion and heard that the Gan family's house had been uninhabited until Gan Rui took office and the house was assigned to him.
It seems that some sect was left behind. Gan Ruizhi was an honest official and only chose a few courtyards to paint before moving in. The rest of the place remained the same.
Walking into a courtyard, the lights were bright, and the sound of smashing dishes could be heard: "I don't want to eat this. I've been hungry all day and just gave me a few cakes to kill me."
Oh, the bride is so hungry that she gets angry. If it were her, her temper would be bad if she was hungry for a day.
It's not a good place to stay for a long time, just slip away.
As soon as Mo Lan slipped out of Gan Mansion, he bumped into Shen Shiyuan at the door.
"Come out. You were in a hurry just now and forgot to tell you that Mr. Gan will go to the new wife's yard after toasting. Don't go there." After Shen Shiyuan finished speaking, he reached out to rub Mo Lan's head.
Mo Lan subconsciously avoided it. Shen Shiyuan's hand stopped in mid-air, a little embarrassed. He smiled and put down his hand.
"Um, Brother Shen, don't get me wrong, I'm just a little dizzy, unsteady on my feet, and swaying around." Mo Lan immediately swayed from side to side and explained.
But it seems even more embarrassing!
Shen Shiyuan clenched her fists hidden in her sleeves and asked Ai Xiang, who was waiting by the side, to support her.
The few of them remained silent until they returned to the inn.
Just as Mo Lan was about to say something, Shen Shiyuan interrupted her: "I know, go and rest!"
Know, know what, she hasn't said yet.
After watching Mo Lan return to the room, Shen Shiyuan turned around and went back to his room.
Hajime behind him shook his head helplessly.
"Master, why don't you express your feelings to Miss Mo? What if Miss Mo also likes you?"
Shen Shiyuan knocked on his head. "Talk too much!"
He didn't want to think about it, but she was given a marriage by the late emperor right after she was born. No matter how much he was unwilling to do so, he could only keep it in his heart.
Because once it is revealed, no matter whether Mo Lan accepts it or not, it will not end well.
Both of them have families to protect and their own responsibilities.
Even if he wanted to be selfish and desperate, if Mo Lan didn't have this idea, he might push her further and further away.
"Go back to your room. By the way, let me tell you how the accounts went today."
Ah Yi still didn't give up: "Sir, you really don't think about it..."
Shen Shiyuan smiled and said, "Ah Yi, why do you talk more than my father?"
Ah Yi's chest puffed up, "How is it possible? How can there be someone in this world who talks more than the master. Alas! Master, wait for me."
Mo Lan leaned against the door and listened to the conversation between the two, her thoughts a little confused.
On the second day, the entire state was immersed in the joy of Zhizhou's wedding, and soon after, Gan Ruizhi was imprisoned.
That Lou Zhuoying died in Zhizhou Mansion last night.
According to the servants, the lady in this building is quite domineering. She gave Gan Ruizhi a slap in the face last night before he even picked a wedding gift. Later, the two started to quarrel, and Gan Ruizhi was so angry that he broke out of the door and went to sleep in another courtyard.
In the early morning, when the servant went to call Lou Zhuoying, he found that she was dead. Things in the room were smashed into a mess.
The governor was furious and sent troops to arrest Gan Ruizhi and asked him why he killed his daughter.
Fortunately, the prefect Liu Xuezhou stopped him, otherwise Gan Ruizhi would have been buried with Lou Zhuoying at this moment.
Mo Lan curled her lips when she heard about it. Every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite.
Carrying the small bag and preparing to leave, the horse was suddenly frightened and ran rampant on the street, heading for the Yamen.
Mo Lan finally stopped the horse and turned around to see Gong Yi wearing a mask and motionless.
"Here we go. Come in."
Go in, where? yamen? Why don't you want to torture people like this? Don't you know how to check it yourself?
Shen Shiyuan, who came later, saw Gong Yi and saluted: "Seventeenth Prince!"
Gong Yi looked at him and then at Mo Lan.
"Young Master Mo is so leisurely. It seems that Mr. Shen has taken you all over the Six Mountains Prefecture in the past few days."
Mo Lan was shocked, no way, this guy is so narrow-minded, he just played for a few days.
