The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Thinking of this, Zhao Fengnian paid careful attention to Mo Qingze's expression and asked in a deep voice: "Is this really what Master Mo is thinking?"

Mo Qingze stopped, looked at Zhao Fengnian and said with great seriousness: "I really have no intention of renewing our relationship. His Highness the Crown Prince showed sympathy and concern to me before, and I also responded in the same way. How dare you deceive His Highness and Mr. Zhao?" ?”

His Royal Highness?

Zhao Fengnian broke out in a cold sweat. Could it be that His Highness the Crown Prince also had plans to protect his matchmaking? He was suddenly glad that he didn't speak rashly, otherwise would His Highness the Crown Prince think that he was trying to steal someone from him?

He didn't think that Mo Qingze had the guts to use His Highness as a cover. Mo Qingze did not lie. It was just that when he was chatting with Chu Heng, Chu Heng asked casually that he was not a matchmaker. Mo Qingze's meaning was vague, and he deliberately let Zhao Fengnian get the wrong meaning.

Seeing that his nephew and son-in-law, who had a great future, was about to fly away, Zhao Fengnian was extremely depressed. Thinking of having to deal with his old mother and his willful niece after returning home, he felt irritable and panicked.

Mo Qingze pretended not to see Zhao Fengnian's changing expression, and did not want to tangle with him anymore, so he said: "The time is coming. If Mr. Zhao has no other instructions, I will go ahead."

When Zhao Fengnian heard this, although he still wanted to work hard, he had no reason to keep him, so he had to say: "Master Mo, walk slowly. If there is a chance in the future, I will invite Master Mo to tea. Master Mo will appreciate it!"

No matter what, there is no doubt about this person's future. It would be good to be friends rather than relatives.

Mo Qingze didn't know Zhao Fengnian's plan, so he replied politely: "It's time to ask your Majesty to lower your official rank. I hope you will appreciate it when the time comes."

"It's easy to talk about!" Zhao Fengnian said with a real smile on his face, "I may not drink other people's tea, but I will definitely be there for Mr. Mo's tea."

Mo Qingze showed a touch of emotion and cupped his hands towards Zhao Fengnian. After he left first, he turned and walked towards the Hanlin Academy. As for inviting tea or something, I don’t remember it at all.

In the evening, Zhao Fengnian returned to his residence and told his old mother and niece the exact conversation he had with Mo Qingze in the morning.

With Mrs. Yongchang Bo's nephew having a good marriage, Mrs. Zhao did not put all her thoughts on Mo Qingze. She urged her son Zhao Fengnian to inquire, just to compare and choose the granddaughter who was most suitable for her.

After learning that Mo Qingze would not renew their relationship and that His Highness the Crown Prince was also involved, Mrs. Zhao not only had no regrets, she also felt that her grandson daughter and Mrs. Yongchang Bo's nephew were a perfect match, so she muttered a few words. Planning to mention it again.

Fan Meijiao became reluctant, complaining that her uncle Zhao Fengnian had not made the matter clear, and planned to go to the No. 1 Scholar's Mansion in person to express his feelings to Mo Qingze.

How could Zhao Fengnian and Mrs. Zhao allow it? They directly ordered the maid to stop the person, and tried their best to persuade him, but it was still to no avail.

At this time, not to mention Zhao Fengnian, even Mrs. Zhao was a little angry, and asked with a cold face: "The surnamed Mo is so good that you don't even care about the reputation of your daughter's family? In addition to appearance and talent, what do you think Where did he go? Mrs. Yongchang Bo’s nephew’s family background is not much better than his own?”

Fan Meijiao was not a smart person to begin with, and she would not hide anything in front of Mrs. Zhao who doted on her. She directly said what she was thinking: "If my granddaughter marries Mrs. Yongchangbo's nephew, how can she take the money from her elders?" Son, are you going to torment that bitch? Humph, she humiliated her granddaughter in front of everyone in the teahouse, and her granddaughter must avenge her."