As soon as Mo Qin returned to the room, Qing Jia came forward to serve tea.
He lowered his head, didn't look around, and didn't do anything overstepping the mark, but he was a little awkward at serving people.
"Why are you here?"
Qing Jia seemed to be frightened by Mo Qin's sudden voice. He quickly took a half step back and lowered his head.
"Back to Your Highness, Yuzhu is not feeling well, so he asked me... to let the slave be on duty in his place."
He seems to have not adapted to the change of status. Although he has been in the mansion for a few days, he has not yet spoken to the master of the mansion.
You can be forgiven for saying something wrong at the moment.
Mo Qin's gaze made him clasp his hands nervously. His fair and delicate hands were somewhat worn and injured from daily cleaning.
Polygonatum odoratum?
Even if you feel unwell, you won't have to let a sweeper come into the house to take care of you.
Mo Qin didn't look at him again, and what he just said was just a casual question.
She picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The temperature was a little cold.
"I heard that your hometown is rich in lychees?"
Qingjia: "Back to Your Highness, my hometown is rich in...tea, and there are many locals who grow lychees, but..."
At this point, he seemed to be afraid of offending Mo Qin and did not continue.
"But what?"
Qing Jia looked at Mo Qin in surprise before continuing.
The analysis is very accurate, and you can tell that you have been prepared in advance as soon as you hear it.
If I hadn't known it in advance, I would have been deceived if I said no.
Mo Qin was a little surprised and said: "As a boudoir man, do you still know these things?"
Not everyone here can go to school, and even fewer men are allowed to go to school.
Even when children from rich families go to school, they are taught books such as "Men's Precepts", "The Story of a Fierce Man", and "The Classic of Male Filial Piety" that restrict men's thoughts.
This cannot simply be considered feudal thinking, but a deliberate and premeditated suppression of men.
Preventing men from competing for the rights and interests of women is an invisible and powerful shackle that locks them in a cage.
The influence of these books is not temporary, but a long-lasting and indelible abyss, a slave mark that is deeply cut into the bones and blood.
The ancients were not stupid in this regard, on the contrary, they were smart and horribly selfish.
Qingjia answered smoothly, as if this was the truth:
"I am the only son in the family. My mother originally planned to find a wife for me, but she didn't expect..."
A sudden change occurred in the family, and everything came to nothing.
He didn't say the next words, but his voice was choked with tears.
Mo Qin even saw that Qing Jia's eyes were a little red.
"..."
Is it because his acting skills are too good, or is it true?
Children who become killers usually come from poor families or are abducted.
Mo Qin waved his hand, "Go down."
Qingjia quickly confessed, "Your Highness, atone for your sins, slave..."
Within an hour, someone privately said that they saw Qing Jia coming out of His Highness's room with red eyes.
They all speculated what happened.
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When Yuzhu heard their discussion, his heart suddenly lifted.
Afraid that he had done something to make His Highness angry, he quickly went to plead guilty with his sick body.
It was true that Yuzhu was sick, but Qingjia took the initiative to take his place.
This is easy to explain. No one wants to climb up.
"Those people haven't sent the message to the slave yet. Your Highness, has the slave's family already..."
Yuzhu was sold by his family in order to put food on the table and support his sister.
If he can't contribute to the family and support his sister, he might as well die, he doesn't even deserve to live.
How did Mo Qin know whether his family was still alive? She didn't even know where his family was being held.
She can only draw pie.
He said he would help rescue his family if conditions permit.
Qing Jia showed her face in front of Mo Qin and then got promoted.
From third class waiter to second class.
In this way, he no longer has to do the cleaning work, and at the same time, he has more opportunities to show his face.
Qingjia was not satisfied.
He thought that with his good looks, there was no need to move up step by step...
But the fact is that his promotion was not prompted by Mo Qin. As long as Mo Qin shows a little attention to him, someone will naturally help him with this matter.
The situation on Moyang's side was not so good.
Because they moved their base and some flaws were exposed in their haste, she was quickly targeted by others.
The Third Princess suddenly broke in with her men under the guise of arresting the prisoner.
Mo Yang was discussing this with two women in the room. There were no men in the room, and there were even some letters placed there.
The third princess was wearing armor and had a sword on her waist. She held the slips that had not been hidden and mocked:
"My dear sister, you are really hardworking. When visiting a brothel, you never forget to worry about the country and the people."
The third princess is the one with the most military achievements among the princesses.
She stayed at the border for several years. Not long ago, she was recalled by the emperor on the grounds that there was no war at the border.
The military power in the hands of the third emperor's daughter was reduced, and she was mainly responsible for managing public security issues in the capital.
A soldier who is accustomed to galloping on the battlefield is not good at the twists and turns in the court.
The Third Princess is better at being reckless.
Mo Yang's face was gloomy and terrifying, and she sneered.
"Sister Sanhuang, what are you doing? Do you want to arrest me?"
The third princess threw the booklet containing the important news of a certain region to the ground, and smiled at Moyang and explained:
"I received news that there is a thief hiding here, and I came here to arrest him."
"I didn't expect that I entered the wrong door and disturbed the imperial sister. I'm rude!"
"Walk!"
The third princess didn't stay long, turned around and left with the others.
Mo Yang looked at the back of the third princess and felt like killing her.
People watching the excitement outside gathered one after another. They looked at the house and whispered to the people next to them.
Mo Yang could already predict that within an hour, others would know what happened here.
Everything she had tried so hard to hide was exposed before she succeeded.
There was a lot of noise outside, and it seemed that the Third Princess had caught the prisoner she wanted to catch.
Mo Yang originally looked down on such a reckless woman as the Third Princess, but now the Third Princess gave her a big slap in the face.
"Your Royal Highness... I will take my leave first..."
The two men who were conferring with her did not want to stay longer.
With such a disturbance, the discussion will not be successful. Maybe this matter will reach the ears of the emperor and he will be unhappy with them.
The Emperor's health was gradually weakening, and now was the time to be suspicious.
Forming cliques for personal gain is a taboo!
Mo Yang waved his hands irritably, telling them to get out of here.
She left angrily and got very angry at home when she returned home.
"Mo Zheng!!"
The servants in the mansion were trembling and did not even dare to breathe.
Mo Yang punished several servants who were unlucky enough to bump into him, and he felt a little better.
Calm down and think carefully.
She felt that nothing was right about this.
Mo Zheng is just a rough guy, he will do whatever he wants.
Her people were put in sacks before, which was obviously not something Mo Zheng would do.
And she clearly had an informant outside. Why didn't anyone tell the news when Mo Zheng came?
