Time is really unscrupulous. I have lived in Luojia Manor for almost a month. After living there for a long time, I was still a little reluctant to leave when I left.

Without a carriage to sit, Mao Jue rode back his black-faced horse, standing at the intersection at the foot of the mountain, looking up frequently.

But today, the one who came to see him off today was without the beautiful boss's wife. The fat man in green who greeted him in front of Shen's mansion that day. The uncle in charge of the Luo family, in front of the horse, was full of ingot embroidery, and his eyes were blurred. He smiled and bowed with apologetically.

"Oh, General Mao, I'm really sorry. My eldest lady suddenly encountered some sudden incident. She rushed to Suzhou overnight to deal with it last night. She couldn't see her off in person. I'm really sorry!"

"Oh, it's okay. I've been bothering these days and I can't thank you in person. I'm just a little regretful. When the eldest lady comes back, I'll ask Mr. Luo to bring Mao's gratitude, and I'll do my best!"

"General Mao is polite, I dare not take it! I dare not take it!"

He pulled the horse's head and walked out for more than ten steps. The Luo family members who were seeing him off had already walked back. Mao Jue couldn't help but turn his head back, and a sour voice suddenly came from his side.

"If the young master is reluctant, go back to find her! My maid has been practicing this for a long time!"

Women are selfish, not to mention that Mao Jue, who was the only one in the world since childhood, turned his head and looked at the girl with Qin Niang riding on the same horse. As he spoke indifferently, Mao Jue couldn't help but shake his head funny.

"I'm just a show! Your young master is just a battle-fighting man, a rude martial artist who has no literature and no ink, and she is a scholarly lady. How could she fall in love with me? Let's go!"

"Young Master is talking nonsense!"

With his small boots in his horse's belly in his arms, the girl argued for Mao Jue indignantly.

"I was in my prime, and I was killed to escape from the enemy's army. How many of us are there in the Ming Dynasty? The one with the surname Luo is blind! Those who like our young master have to line up from Tieshan City to Yizhou Urban Management Brigade!"

"Where are you taking pictures of Suyi?"

Listening to Mao Jue turning his head back and joking, the girl's little face suddenly turned red and she shyly shyly.

"Young Master is the worst, he is making fun of the plain clothes again!"

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It’s not that Luo Ning is unwilling to see him off. Even if she makes a show, she can still pay a lot of worship in the last worship. Something big happened in the Luo Mansion.

Click~

Amid the sound of the wood breaking, the carriage shed column with carriage carriage carvings with painted walls broke, and the carriage of thousands of taels turned into a pile of rotten wood, but it seemed that it was difficult to relieve the regret, and the sharp voice started to scream in anger.

"Burn for me!"

The corn and white wine that Mao Jue trafficked became a combustion aid. After a few jars were poured on, a stream of black smoke suddenly rose up. Not only the carriage, but also the bed, bedding, basins, etc. in the west wing were turned out and thrown into the fire.

"What are you doing! Who made you burn it!"

The bustling head was moving, and a stern and delicate voice suddenly came. The servants who were moving were trembling in fear, stopped and held the feather fan in one hand, which was not as charming and dignified as usual. Luo Ning's face was as cold as ice, and she walked out of the back garden in anger.

"I asked them to burn!"

However, the same extremely angry voice came from the other side of the carriage. The white Taoist robe, neat Lun scarf, and a pretty scholar with a bit of creamy face twisted because of anger and walked out.

This sound made Luo Ning's anger disappear instantly, and she was full of shock. She covered her mouth with some helplessness.

"Brother, why are you back? Didn't you attend the Suzhou Tiger Hill Conference with Mr. Zhang Pu and talk about the practical things? Why are you back so soon?"

"Can I not come back? No wonder this time my eldest sister supports me so much. It turns out that when I was not here, you hid a martial eunuch party at home! My Luo family's Innocence Home, you let me live with the stuff that the bastard used? I'm gonna burn it for me!"

After scolding the servant, the scholar turned around and roared at Luo Ning in anger.

"Big sister! My Luo family is also a scholarly family after all! You collect that treacherous man at home like this. Do you know what those fellow disciples and fellow disciples say, what do you say, what do you say, what do you say to our Luo family? You are a woman! Can you know some etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame? Stop corruption of the Luo family's family style anymore!"

Zheng Duo had told Mao Jue before that the Luo family was the only brother left, but this younger brother Luo Zhen was obviously not as mature as his sister Luo Ning. Amid his roar, the servants quickly carried things and threw them into the fire. Listening to the crackling of the flames, Luo Ning's pretty face couldn't help but tremble. After a few seconds, he could not suppress the anger and grievance in his heart. Luo Ning shouted in pain and trembling!

"You said your eldest sister, I am shameless and ruined my family tradition?"

"Brother! When will you grow up?"

With his arms trembling, Luo Ning said excitedly.

"Yes! Mao Wenlong from Dongjiang, who was worshipped under Wei Zhongxian during the Tianqi period, but how many people in the world didn't flatter Eunuch Wei? Even if Yuan Chonghuan didn't build a temple for Wei Zhongxian?"

"Yes! Your eldest sister sent you away and brought him General Mao into the house, but I wasn't it for our Luo family? This year's silk fell sharply! After the Battle of Dalinghe in Liaodong, the official army retreated back to Jinzhou, and the fur trade routes in Liaodong are so difficult to walk. Do you know? In the whole Liao Town, only General Mao can get the northern goods, and while accompanying outsiders, they also have to maintain this family. Do you know how difficult it is for me?"

After pausing, Luo Ning actually said something fair to Mao Jue.

"Besides, General Mao is not a vicious person. Jiangnan slandered him, don't you know why? The Wu family is vicious and even careless! General Mao is at least a chivalrous. In comparison, what kind of Mr. Qian, Mr. Zhang Pu, do you admire? Who doesn't like the money our Luo family can pay for them? If one day our Luo family breaks down, can they take a look at us more?"

Even the old servants around him sighed, and there were many troubles in front of the widow's door. Although Luo Ning was not a widow, it was not easy for a little woman to support the huge family business in Jiangnan, where wolves are everywhere. Unfortunately, even the old servant sighed, but did not urge Luo Zhen, which made him even more angry and shouted in anger.

"Big sister, you actually denounced me for the sake of a eunuch?"

He suddenly turned away while walking outside the manor, while the white-faced scholar was still roaring angrily.

"It's full of money, it's so vulgar! It's so vulgar! Okay! You Luo Ning just hold your money and live with you! Mr. Zhang Pu and Zhang are going to start this first battle in Jiangnan. Mr. Chen and Lord Wu have already returned to Jiangnan. You will live your life after you and I will live my life! Let's never interact with each other!"

"younger brother!"

She was so panicked and extremely nervous. Luo Ning wiped the tears on her face and rushed out from behind. She was usually smart, but this time she was in a mess and didn't notice the two important names in Luo Zhen's words!

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Mao Wenlong's ancestor was from Taiping Town, Qiantang County, Hangzhou Prefecture. This Qiantang County is actually Hangzhou Prefecture. Before, he thought the Mao family had to walk inland west, but following the guidance of the guide, he actually went north to the beach. It was a long way to the road, and it was almost dozens of miles away from Haining.

Compared to the Luo family, the Mao family is really an inconspicuous countryman. At most, he is a rich man. He has known that Mao Jue is coming back to worship his ancestors. In the afternoon, a large group of Mao family members were waiting at the intersection. On the avenue, when they saw Mao Jue's horse team, someone set off a large string of firecrackers. The north gave birth to thin men. This Jiangnan is really a specialty fat man. A smiling fat man with a gourd bun on his head and greeted him far away with a smile, clasping his fists in front of Mao Jue's horse.

"Mr. Mao Qingyuan, welcome General Mao!"

"Oh, if we are in terms of seniority, Mao Wenlong and Mao should be the cousin of the villain. If General Mao respects him, he will call the villain uncle, or call him Mao Qingyuan directly!"

"This is impossible!"

Nowadays, the name of official is a great master, and he was amused and laughed. He quickly turned over and got off the horse, and quickly stepped forward and bowed heavily to the fat old man.

"Go to the clan uncle, please pay homage to me!"

"Oh, General Mao is polite. Please get up quickly. The villain has already prepared a village banquet in the town. General Mao invites you!"

"It's a labor!"

Not to mention, I really feel like I've been home. There are Mao family members surrounding me, and even red silk is hung on the trees. It really looks like a village banquet in later generations. A flowing mat was set up from the entrance of the town. No matter whether the Mao family is in the town or not, they can come and have a feast.

Nowadays, it is different to have officials. Those young men in their twenties have to stick their heads outside, but Mao Jue can follow a group of old Mao family elders to the ancestral hall to eat, and arrange the personal soldiers aside. Mao Jue followed in with a plain clothes and smiled.

Not to mention, although the Mao family is not so developed, there are many clan members, and even the clan elders have more than a dozen. After sitting down, Mao Qingyuan introduced them one by one.

"General Xiao Mao, this is Mao Yuncai, the eldest uncle of the third wife, this is Mao Yunli, the brother of the third wife, and this is Mao Xiong'an, the fourth wife..."

The gap between the rich and the poor in Jiangnan can be revealed here. Except for his long house, three and four houses, they are still well-developed, wearing silk clothes, the remaining branches are wrapped in local cloth and are born in a crop style. This time, Mao Wenlong asked him to come here because he wanted to choose a few family members with some skills to help him in Liaodong. However, in this way, Mao Jue looked at his honest and even timid appearance, and he really shook his head secretly.

And before the introduction was finished, Wu Fang Mao Jiaolu, a skinny old man, stood up impatiently, nodded and greeted him.

"This time General Xiao Mao returned home, should he recruit some relatives? My Dalang Sanlang practiced martial arts all year round just to make a name for himself..., uh, serve the country, see, can you go to Liaodong with you and give me a guerrilla squadron? "

As soon as he took a sip of water, Mao Jue almost spitted it out. The old guy was so angry. He was a fourth or fifth-rank general, and there were not many soldiers in Dongjiang. Is his son Lu Bu reborn? He wants such a high official from the beginning?

But before he finished speaking, Mao Xiongan, the fourth wife, started to hum unhappy.

"Come on, Mr. Lao Wu, your two stupid sons are stupid enough to pour a chamber pot for General Mao, and they are also guerrilla. Besides, the second house Mr. Mao Wei died suddenly and asked your family to help you pay tribute to the tribute, but you are unwilling to do so! At this time, you still want to cling to General Mao as an official? You are so beautiful!"

Who doesn't want to rely on relationships when one person is enlightened? Mao Xiongan's words were like rubbing Mao Jiaolu's lifeline, causing the old man to suddenly collapse and scream and scold him in anger.

"Hello, your grandson? Just as the second house, Mr. Mao Wei, died, your family snatched the second house's house! He squeezed the orphans and widows out of the house. You still have the damn face to sit here in front of General Mao!"

"Aren't I afraid of the outflow of ancestral property? Besides, the land of the second house is occupied by the long house, and the second house is occupied by the third house. The fifth house is also picked up Miss Chen's dressing box, why don't you say it? I'm so handsome!"

"It was not the idea that Boss Mao was born back then!" Mao Laosi, who was dragged into the water, became anxious, slapped the table and stared at him and broke down.

These guys, you say and say, it seems that they are going to do it directly. Mao Jue was confused, but he also heard a clue. It turns out that the Mao family's houses have made a fortune on the ruins of his second house. Thinking about it, his father was lost at the age of nine and the Mao family lost his father. If one of them helped him, why would Mao Jue's grandmother take a few children to live with his younger brother Chen Guangzuo? No wonder Mao Wenlong has been out of Dongjiang for so long, and now he is thinking about letting him go back to his hometown to see. He has become a little disgusted with these relatives in his heart.

But after all, it was Mao Wenlong's kindness. Mao Jue had no choice but to help but persuade the fight to change the topic: "Everyone! Don't argue! Our family doesn't say two words, but the broken bones are connected to the tendons. Uncle, Master, are you right?"

"By the way, I've heard this time that the eldest son of the uncle of the Changfang clan is a student of Qiantang County, but the Wenquxing of our Mao family! I have been in Liaodong for a long time and have been famous for a long time. I'd like to ask the uncle of the clan to call the scholar to let Mao see the charm, right?"

To be honest, scholars in the Ming Dynasty were not worth much. Although they were just ordinary people, eating food for officials, they were only the first level of the imperial examination. There were 100 to 100 people in each county. At most, they were an official, and they could not pass the exam without a background. They would never be able to become officials in this life. Although Mao Jue had not many scholars, he had dozens of people.

However, when it comes to this, Mao Qingyuan's fat old face was immediately full of pride, and he was so happy that he couldn't stop and boasted.

"General Mao has a keen eye! My eldest son has been talented since he was a child. There are dozens of families in a town that study hard. He is only in the sky and has passed the exam for scholars. Mao An, why don't he call the eldest son here?"

A servant turned around and ran away happily. Seeing that he was so proud, Mao Jue also felt a little expectant. However, after a moment, the one who followed the servant in was an old scholar in his thirties.

The imperial examination was divided into four levels. Those who passed the county college entrance examination were called scholars. Those who passed the imperial examination were juren. Those who passed the imperial examination could be directly appointed as officials. They were only 7, 8, 9 local sesame officials. Only those who came from the capital examination had a future. After they were in the imperial examination, they were presided over by the emperor. The Ming Dynasty had a population of more than 200,000 scholars, and more than 1,000 students had 20,000 or 300,000. Those who had not passed the imperial examination had no future. I don’t know what Mao Qingyuan deserved to be proud of.

Concealing the disdain in his eyes, Mao Jue stood up and hugged his fists with a smile on his face.

"I've met my cousin, I'm Mao Jue..."

"No need to introduce it! I know who you are! Your father and son live together as a first-class eunuch party and a scum of the court!"

Before Mao Jue could finish his words, this old cousin, who was over thirty, actually started to curse, with disdain on his face, pointing at Mao Jue's nose, and the guy's arrogant eyes yelled to the sky.

"You are such a domineering martial artist, and your morality is deteriorating. When you arrive in this Jiangnan village of literary style, you don't know how to restrain yourself. You actually do something to force the robbery of the people and ruin your family style. Why did our Mao family have such a scum like you!"

"My father, you want to entertain such scum, don't call me, say goodbye!"

After saying that, the old scholar posed with his sleeves and swaggered out of the ancestral hall. The faces of the old men of the Mao family suddenly became wonderful, and he gloated at Boss Mao who was thrusting his lips.

Mao Jue's face was also frozen. No one was too naughty, so it would be fine if others were not. His family was still trying to make a move. Before Mao Qingyuan could smooth things over, he hummed in anger.

"My nephew came from afar. Now that I'm tired, I won't accompany you to dinner. I'll say goodbye here!"

"General Mao, the villain has prepared the bedroom, please come here!"
Chapter completed!