Although they are all princes, the Mo family will not treat them differently because of this.
They have what the Mohist children have, and they don't have what the Mohist children don't have. They must treat everyone equally.
In the days to come, Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran will continue to develop the industries and people's livelihood in the fiefdom.
Ten years later——
The martial arts arena of Zhenxi Prince's Mansion.
There are stands around, and there are all silk awnings above the stands.
Sitting in the center were Mo Qing and Mrs. Mo. Their hair was gray now, but they still looked energetic.
On either side of them sat He Shangshu and his wife on the left, and Nan Rui and De Fei on the right.
Arranged in order, there are the eight brothers and sisters-in-law of the Mo family except Mo Jiuye.
Everyone was staring in the direction of the martial arts stage without blinking.
The descendants of the Mo family, both male and female, are all lined up in order of eldest and youngest, including the four princes.
Mo Jiuye pulled He Zhiran together and walked slowly in front of the children, and then Mo Jiuye shouted.
"The challenge begins."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone jumped onto the martial arts stage.
"Uncle Jiu, I'll come first."
Mo Chuhan, who was sitting in the stands, stroked his forehead and said to his wife next to him: "This boy follows me, he just has a brave spirit."
"What good are you doing? Look at Zhu'er from the ninth brother's family. He has been both civil and military since he was a child. He has never shown such courage." The eighth sister-in-law said helplessly.
"As the saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and mice's sons can dig holes. It's no wonder that I, Mo Chuhan, did well in school."
Bage and his wife are talking about their eldest son here, and someone has already jumped on the martial arts stage.
"Sixth brother of the Mo family, Nan Shuhao is not talented, so I want to compete with you."
This is Nan Yu's eldest son. When he first came to the Mo family, he looked aloof and unconcerned. Ten years later, the Mo family's children's thoughts of being respectful to their brothers and friends and striving for advancement have completely changed him.
Now the brotherhood between the four princes is as deep as that of brothers and sisters.
Not only that, the brothers all felt that Nan Shuhao was the most talented and the eldest brother. He should be the crown prince, and the others should only try their best to assist.
Today, Mo Jiuye held this competition in the martial arts arena to see off the princes.
Not long ago, Nan Yu received news, claiming that Dashun was now in peace and prosperity. He had had enough of that position, so he thought about asking his sons to go back and investigate, and then give up the throne early, so that he could come to the northwest and live with the Mo family. A life as comfortable and comfortable as human beings.
Even though the competition was only for half-grown children, their abilities were a combination of the strengths of the nine brothers of the Mo family. It can be said that regardless of gender, all of them were outstanding.
There was a martial arts competition in the martial arts arena, and in the afternoon there was a literary competition in the back garden.
The result of the competition is still the same as before. The winner of the martial arts competition is Zhu'er, the prince of Zhenxi Palace.
Wenbi is the most outstanding one, Mingzhu. The little girl has been smart since she was a child, and she can do everything she learns.
Mingzhu is not only outstanding in literary talent, but also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
These twin brothers and sisters are the most admired objects of the younger brothers and sisters in the family.
Not only that, the appearance of the brother and sister completely inherited the advantages of their parents. The boy is handsome and the girl is pretty.
The two children have followed their parents around the fief since they were young, and many common people have seen the appearance of the two children.
Since the people in the northwest saw the two children, they have been praising them for being as beautiful as the dolls that stepped out of the New Year paintings.
There are even some superstitious pregnant women who hope to see the little prince and princess more often, so that the babies they give birth to can be so beautiful...
There are a lot of grandchildren in the Mo family, including those who have just learned to walk, there are more than forty.
But Mo Jiuye kept his promise and was not willing to let his wife suffer again, even if He Zhiran wanted to have more children, he would not agree.
So much so that the two of them, now in their thirties, only have a son and a daughter.
Fortunately, his brothers and sisters-in-law did not have such thoughts, and they finally managed to have children. The more children they wanted, the better.
So much so that the Mohist family's current population is growing rapidly.
The children had been filial since childhood. After the competition, they all rushed towards Mo Qing and Mrs. Mo with their prizes.
Everyone is vying to give the gifts they have worked hard to give to their grandfather and grandmother.
Such scenes often appear in the Mo family. Even so, the two elders of the Mo family still happily praise their grandchildren for their filial piety...
Mo Jiuye, who was standing far away in the corridor, took He Zhiran's hand, and the two looked at the warm scene in front of them together.
"Ran Ran, thank you."
"no need thank me?"
"Thank you for coming and giving me all this beauty."
"As I said, we are a family, don't be polite to me."
"Yes, you are the benefactor of the Mo family and the love of my life, Mo Jiuye~"
Yes, Mo Jiuye's feelings for He Zhiran have never changed over the years.
In private, the two of them are still as loving as a newlywed couple.
He held He Zhiran's waist, and the couple looked at the group of juniors in the garden quietly.
"Ran Ran, Zhu'er has grown up, and this kid's mind is calmer than his father's, and his wisdom is better than mine..."
"What are you going to do?" He Zhiran seemed to have thought of something and interrupted him to ask.
"I...I think it's enough for me to be the king of Zhenxi for more than ten years."
"Zhu'er is so young, can you bear it?"
"Sixteen is not too young. When I was sixteen, I already led troops on an expedition."
"How can you be such a father?"
"Ran Ran, I want to take you around while you are still young."
"Uh... do you want to travel around the world?"
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