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"Yes." Mo Zhinian bowed and replied, "If nothing happened, I will take my leave."

Wu Zheng raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "Did Qing'er not mention it to Mr. Mo when he came home? Or was Mr. Mo trying to test me? Why did he rush to leave before he finished speaking?"

Mo Zhinian was shocked and responded quickly: "Qing'er has already told me...but I think that the prince and Lord Ma have important matters to discuss, so I should wait until the prince and Lord Ma discuss the matter before meeting the prince and talk about it."

Wu Zheng laughed and said, "Why, Mr. Mo thinks that this king's marriage is not a serious matter?"

"I dare not!" Mo Zhengani knelt down, "I must not dare."

Wu Zheng paused, then stood up, and laughed and helped Mo Zhinian up, "My old man is really a family. Don't kneel down at any time. When you are seen, you have to blame me for being disrespectful to the elders."

"Yes, yes... I'm confused."

When Ma Shiying heard this, he quickly clasped his fists and said, "It turns out that the prince is going to get married... Congratulations to the prince, congratulations to Mr. Mo."

Mo Zhinian quickly raised his hand to return the gift, and just covered up his embarrassment, "Happy together, happy together."

Wu Zheng laughed and returned to his position, obsessed with Mo said, "Does Mr. Mo choose a good day?"

Mo Zhinian hesitated for a moment and bowed and said, "Please tell me if you are farther or closer?"

Wu Zheng waved his hand and said, "There is not so much attention, as long as it is an auspicious day, it will be done."

Ma Shiying suddenly interrupted, "If this is the case, then three days will be auspicious day, and everything is appropriate."

Wu Zheng was stunned, then laughed and said, "Old Mo, look, Lao Ma is more anxious than me."

Ma Shiying became embarrassed.

Wu Zheng said to Mo Zheng: "Three days later, I will send someone to the Mo family to marry you. Mr. Mo has no objection, right?"

Mo Zhinian was indeed stunned for a moment. This was too fast, right?

"Hey, should Mr. Mo have not prepared Qing'er's dowry yet? Oh, this is a big deal. I have given you four years of marriage preparation."

Mo Zhinian certainly understood that Wu Zheng was joking. Needless to say, the Mo family prepared Qing'er's dowry ten years ago. Even if they were not prepared, with the Mo family's human and financial resources, three days were enough to prepare a dowry that could stand out in Jiangnan.

"Then according to the prince's wishes... I will go back and prepare for everything, and wait for the prince to come and marry him at home."

"Let's wait." Wu Zheng said.

Mo Zhinian's heart tightened and turned around and said, "I don't know what the prince has to give?"

Wu Zheng did not answer, but looked straight at Mo Zhinian, which made Mo Zhinian feel uneasy.

After a while, Wu Zheng said, "Old Mr. Mo, what should I call you in the future?"

Mo Zhinian felt relieved and smiled and said, "Your Majesty can be called whatever you want, I have no objection."

Wu Zheng shook his head and said, "That won't work. It's up to reason... In this way, according to the customs of Shaoxing, I will call you Aweng in the future. How about it?"

"Okay, okay...it's according to the prince's wishes." Mo Zhinian smiled brightly.

Wu Zheng suddenly changed his subject, "Aweng, speaking of this, I owe a lot to the Mo family and Aweng over the past four years. Now I am marrying Qing'er and passing by. After all, I should give the right gift..."

Mo Zhinian shook his hand and said, "Prince, Ling Zun had already given you a betrothal gift back then... No need, really no need."

Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Indeed, when I think about it carefully, the Wu family really has nothing to take, and deserves Qing'er's gift... That is, I have some power in my hands. In this way, the Finance Department has always been in charge of Ah Weng, and his deputy has been vacant. Qing'er's father, that is, my father-in-law, has been in business for many years, so let him make up for it. Ah Weng is old and just sharing some common affairs for Ah Weng... I wonder what Ah Weng wants?"

Mo Zhinian was indeed shocked. This was so surprising. He looked at Wu Zheng's eyes and couldn't speak for a moment.

Ma Shiying supported the role again and bowed, "Congratulations to Mr. Mo, two happiness is coming."

Mo Zhinian smiled and said, "Good together, happy together... This is all thanks to the prince, uh... I've thanked the prince on behalf of the dog son."

Wu Zheng smiled and nodded and said, "It's easy for Ah Weng to leave. Go back and tell your father-in-law that I will take time to visit him."

"How dare you work for the prince... I will go back and tell the prince the original words to the dog, and ask him to sweep the bed to wait for the prince."

Seeing Mo Zhinian leave, Ma Shiying was very confused, "Your Madam is... Mr. Mo is in charge of the Finance Department... and then appoints his son as the deputy director. Is this inappropriate?"

Ma Shiying really wonders. Without this appointment law, even if he trusts and favors him, he has to avoid suspicion, right? Otherwise, isn’t the Finance Department the Mo family’s one-man rule?

After Ma Shiying asked, she immediately felt regretful. The prince who had just reached the crown in front of her was definitely not a fool. How could she not think of this? She didn't open the pot of her.

But I just can't explain it. If I don't explain it, at most I don't keep the door in my mouth, but once I explain it, the taste will change.

Just when Ma Shiying was regretting and wanted to slap himself, Wu Zheng spoke.

"The order to Zhang Mingzhen to find out the recent whereabouts of Wang Deren and his fleet and their dating, and immediately return it."

Ma Shiying hurriedly replied: "Yes."

But a wisp of cold sweat gradually seeped down from the back of the neck.

....

"No...this is not right!" Mo Zhinian muttered to himself, from the way back to the time he returned home, he kept muttering.

"What's wrong? My father is afraid he's over-concerned?" The second son Mo Chenwen laughed, "The prince may also feel that he owes our Mo family. He wants to borrow the time to marry Qing'er to compensate our family."

The fourth son Mo Chenli agreed, "The strength of our Mo family is the best in Jiangnan. Even if we look at the world, it is not inferior to any wealthy family. The prince must rely on his father to make money for him, so he naturally has to treat him well... As I said, we should have let the prince understand that without our Mo family, he will be unable to move forward... Do you think so?"

Mo obsessed with a sudden rise, and swung his mouth hard, and with a crisp "bang", he shaved his fourth son Mo Chenli to the point where he couldn't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. "Don't you dare to speak wildly? I'm afraid you don't know how you died until you die?"

Speaking of the angry place, Mo Zhinian held Mo Chenli who was waving around, and waited to give him a few more mouthfuls. The eldest son Mo Chenbo stepped forward and hugged Mo Zhinian and advised him: "It is important to calm down your anger. My fourth brother was just proud and had no door on his mouth. But after all, he was at home and no one would pass it outside. My father should stop blaming my fourth brother."
Chapter completed!