Mimi said nervously: "Why did my sister say that... did you hear something?"

Dong'e stared at Mimi for a long time and said coldly: "Mr. Wu went to visit Mr. Wu yesterday and came back to talk about it... Mr. Wu... is growing vegetables."

Mimi asked in surprise: "What does this mean?"

Dong'e snorted: "Now King Lu ascended the throne in Hangzhou City, the three king-supporting troops are approaching Hangzhou City... Do you think the father of King Wu has the heart to farm and manage the green vegetables in the yard?"

Mimi looked at Dong'e ignorantly, but she really didn't understand.

Looking at this cousin who is one year younger than him, Dong E sighed and said, "You really shouldn't have come south... You are afraid you have been sold, so you're counting money for others!"

Mimi was about to tell the difference, Dong'e raised his hand to stop it, and then said, "Mr. Wu is very interested in growing vegetables in this fashion. Only one thing can be said, that is, be confident... everything is in control!"

"But if Mr. Wu is old and fainted... Uh!" Mimi said, feeling a little stupid and stopped talking.

"You are not too stupid!" Dong'e said lightly, "Let you prepare for Mafa early... Don't be blocked in Shuntian Mansion by then, and it will not be enough to kill countless people. Even their own tribe members will be compensated!"

Mimi even trembled in horror, "Is it...is the situation so bad?"

"Maybe... worse than you imagined...!" Dong'e sighed lightly, "Maybe, it's a dream for our clan to enter the seclusion... a huge mistake!"

....

It's late at night.

By the West Lake, not far from Yunhua Pavilion where Zhu Ma originally lived, there is a single-family building.

Of course, it is not ordinary people who can build buildings in such an important location.

Small buildings belong to the Mo family industry.

Yes, where is the Mojia industry in Hangzhou today?

At this time, there were lights swaying in the building.

"I have done everything for you. What you promised... When will you fulfill it?"

"Young Master Mo, don't worry... You must make a long-term plan for your affairs!"

"You...you want to go back on your word?"

Just looking at the lights, among the four people sitting, the one below was Mo Chenbo, the eldest son of the Mo family.

What is surprising is that the other three were the "famous" eight royal merchants of the Qing court - Wang Dengku, Jin Liangyu and Fan Yongdou.

How did they appear in Hangzhou City?

As Mo Chenbo's anger arose, Fan Yongdou said coldly: "What can Master Mo?... Will you report us and the three of you? But don't forget that when I am arrested, you will be the first person to suffer... Maybe you will die ahead than us!"

"You...you..." Mo Chenbo was furious, "Then don't forget that my daughter is the concubine of the King of Wu... She will not let her father be chopped off her head!"

"Haha...haha!" Fan Yongdou raised his head and laughed, "Young Master Mo said well... In Shangyan... How can we do something to treacherous... Don't worry, as long as you help Prince Zheng guard Shuntian Mansion for half a year and promise you... you will never break your promise! But if you are half-hearted and want to have a good time on both sides... then don't blame us... for burning our jades and stones!"

Wang Dengku, beside him, laughed and smoothed out the situation, saying, "It's all on the same boat... Don't hurt the harmony... It makes money!"

Mo Chenbo said angrily: "But you said you were just delaying the Northern Expedition for some time... You didn't say that you would cause such a big disturbance... Now, King Lu came ashore and ascended the throne in Hangzhou City. Three armies surrounded the kings in Hangzhou City... Now, even if you want to escape, you may not be able to escape... You will not be able to implicate me!"

"Why do we run away?" Fan Yongdou said coldly, "With your eldest son of the Mo family, the father of the concubine Wang protects us... Why do we run away?"

"You...!" Mo Chenbo was furious, but then he softened, "You... don't keep your promise!"

"That's because you've only done half of the work!"

"What else do you want me to do?"

"Transport our things across the Yangtze River."

"This... this is impossible!" Mo Chenbo shouted anxiously, "It was done before... but you made a big deal. Now Hangzhou City Wharf can't make it... Even the Mo family fleet is the same!"

"This is what you, Master Mo, should be hurt by the spirit... What does it have to do with me?" Fan Yongdou said in a row, "What's more, what you want us to help us... that's not something that can be done easily. I'm talking big... In the world, those who can help you as the president of the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce will be no one else except us... Even your father will be difficult to do it!"

Mo Chenbo was stunned for a moment. After a long time, he looked up and begged: "In this way... I will help you transport the silver to the north... But I really can't do the firearm now!"

Jin Liangyu slapped the table with a "bang" and said, "It's true... Then we will help you as the head of the Mo family in the future... The president of the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce... You must ask for another clever!"

Fan Yongdou began to sing a silly face and smiled and said, "Actually, it's not as difficult as you think... Who dares to stop the Mo family's flag in the waters of the south of the Yangtze River?"

Mo Chenbo gasped for a long time, and gritted his teeth and said, "...I'm afraid it's really impossible to go to sea. Now all the fleets heading north have been strictly investigated by the navy... Walking through the canal, you may try it!"

"That's right... Come on, let's treat Master Mo to a cup!"

"No, I should respect the president of the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce for a cup!"

"Yes, yes... we will rely on the president in the future!"

....

"No...this is impossible!"

Wu Wang Mansion, inner courtyard.

The two princesses' faces were paler than the other.

Song An lowered his head, "...I have checked that the eldest son of the Mo family did secretly collude with the northern enemy, and Lord Qian did go to the Mo family and talk to Mr. Mo for half a night..."

Mo Yiqing tightly grabbed Qian Jinxuan's clothes with his right hand and said tremblingly: "Sister...Sister...What should I do?"

Although Qian Jinxuan's face was pale, her expression was still calm.

She gently pulled Mo Yiqing away and asked Song An, "Husband...has there any clear order from him?"

Song An hesitated for a moment and said, "...I'm afraid the young master has no plans yet and will respond to this matter."

Qian Jinxuan's face turned paler, and she said, "Why... why did he... why? You can obviously stop it... not stop it in time... Do you have to make things uncontrollable... He... he is so cruel!"

Mo Yiqing Bingxue was smart. What Qian Jinxuan said made her feel a flash of inspiration. She stood up in horror and asked anxiously, "...it was the prince who intentionally... how could this happen...?"

Speaking of this, she rushed out suddenly, "No...no...I have to stop Grandpa!"

Song An was very anxious and didn't dare to go forward and pull it. Seeing that Mo Yiqing had already rushed to the door.
Chapter completed!