Ye Fanyin was unable to refute, biting her lips and saying nothing.

Mo Ziyuan showed an extremely doting smile again and comforted,

"Madam, please relax, Jingchen is different from his father who keeps his mouth shut.

A dull gourd can't even make a sound with three kicks, so he shouldn't be able to cause any trouble. "

Boss Ye Fanyin was not happy.

"It seems to me that he is perfunctory with us again. He is definitely not sincerely helping. How can we succeed if we don't think of ideas?"

Mo Ziyuan thought for a moment, then an idea flashed,

"Madam, how about we give him some monthly money to make him happy?"

As soon as Ye Fanyin heard about the money, her face immediately fell.

"Husband, it's not that I don't want to give Jingchen monthly payment.

When I was a child, I was afraid that if he had money and had bad friends, he would learn bad things.

Now, he has an official position and a salary, and the salary is enough for his expenses.

Young people don't know how to live. They have too much money in their hands and they can't control it. If they are lavish, we have to help them keep it.

Furthermore, Jingchen has just been promoted. If word spreads about his extravagance and waste, it will damage the reputation of the Mohist family.

I am doing this for him and the Mo family. "

Mo Ziyuan's eyes were full of affection, and his tone was extremely flattering.

"Madam is right. Madam is thoughtful."

"well!"

Ye Fanyin sighed, looking worried.

"My husband, you only know how to do carpentry work all day long. If you don't manage the household, you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are.

The second brother only left Jingchen a little property, which he could not help spending.

Over the years, his food, clothing, and medical care, so nothing costs money.

If I hadn't been careful with my money, the little money my second brother left for him would have been spent long ago."

Mo Ziyuan nodded repeatedly.

"Madam, you have worked hard. Fortunately, you are diligent and frugal. It is the most difficult thing for you to manage such a large family business. You also educated Jingchen into a talented person. Thank you for your hard work."

Ye Fanyin pretended to be wronged and said,

"Over the years, there are always servants saying that I am stingy. Isn't it because of Jingchen's future plans?

In the future, she will also marry him a wife, and there will be plenty of money to spend.

The betrothal gift from our Mo family cannot be too shabby. "

Mo Ziyuan nodded like he was pounding garlic.

"Madam Dayi, I have broken my heart for the sake of this family. I really feel wronged to you. I feel sorry for you because of my husband.

However, Madam need not worry too much about this matter.

Think about it, Jingchen is the Ninth Prince's companion, and the two of them are as good as one.

When he gets married, can the Ninth Prince not express his feelings?

When Jingchen gets better, just marry him to a girl from a small family.

We only need to prepare some daily pots and pans as betrothal gifts, and pack a few more boxes to create a facade. "

Ye Fanyin pretended to wipe the non-existent tears with a handkerchief.

"Thank you for your consideration, husband. I remembered that in my dowry, there is a set of the Four Treasures of the Study. I will find it out tomorrow and give it to Jingchen.

Then I asked Nan Sheng what colors the Ninth Prince liked so that she could prepare clothes for Nan Sheng to wear on the day of the polo match. "

Mo Ziyuan's eyes were filled with admiration.

"Madam is very thoughtful. Fortunately, the Mo family has a capable mistress like you, who can plan for the long term for the younger generations."

The next morning.

Ye Fanyin went to the warehouse, picked an ashes inkstone, and, surrounded by the maids and wives, personally delivered it to Mo Jingchen's yard.

Ye Fanyin was told by Mo Jingchen's servant that the second young master was taking a bath, so she was waiting in the hall.

Mo Jingchen's courtyard is filled with the fragrance of herbs and the furnishings are simple and unpretentious.

The only few valuable enamel vases were given to the Ninth Prince last year when he left the palace to build his mansion.

It is said that they came from the Ninth Prince's mansion.

However, anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Ninth Prince is not favored and he is living in poverty. This is obviously a gift to Mo Jingchen.

Since childhood, under the care of the Ninth Prince, the Mo family did not dare to go too far towards Mo Jingchen.

Ye Fanyin blinked a pair of fox eyes that were hooked in and out, looking around greedily at everything in the hall, cursing in his heart:

Why is this medicine jar not dead?

When he dies, all his farms and shops will be mine.

Once he facilitates the marriage between Nan Sheng and the Ninth Prince, I will send him to reunite with his parents, right?

In order to avoid marrying a wife, Mo Mansion will have to support a few more mouths.

If there is another son and a half daughter, there is no telling how much wealth it will bring with it in the future.

However, Mo Jingchen was as cautious as his short-lived ghost mother and refused to eat or drink anything I sent over.

This matter needs careful planning ...

"Mo Jingchen, I'm here to pick you up for duty!"

Xiao Ye's people haven't come in yet, but a clear and sweet voice has already come in.

Ye Fanyin quickly stood up, hurriedly arranged her appearance, and walked out to the door.

"I have met His Highness Ninth Prince."

Xiao Ye lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Fanyin. Disgust overflowed from his peach blossom eyes, as if he had seen something dirty.

"Mrs. Mo, why are you here?"

Ye Fanyin showed a flattering smile,

"I was cleaning up the warehouse yesterday and found a good ancient inkstone. I thought Jingchen would like it, so I sent it over in person."

Xiao Ye chuckled in his heart:

Would you be so kind? There is really no place to throw away the rags, so why don't you just send them here?

Xiao Ye passed her and walked straight inside.

Ye Fanyin originally wanted to stop the person and have a few more words, but considering that Mo Jingchen was taking a bath at the moment, it was a bit difficult for her to talk to a foreign man, so she gave up.

He stood there waiting obediently, thinking that when the Ninth Prince came out, he could say a few words to leave a good impression on him.

"Wow~ Mo Jingchen, you are so secretive~"

Xiao Ye broke into the bathroom and happened to see Mo Jingchen changing clothes. He had thin muscles and a slim waist, and his eight regular abdominal muscles had nowhere to hide.

Mo Jingchen glanced at him lightly and said nothing. He quickly tied the belt of his inner coat and started to put on his middle coat, complaining in his heart:

[He is quite a big man, he is running rampant and has no etiquette at all]

[What are you doing here so early in the morning? What a bad thing! 】

Xiao Ye cried out in his heart:

Why did I do something bad again? Is it wrong to come to pick you up with good intentions?

We are all so familiar, why should we talk about etiquette?

Where have I not seen you?

With a smile on his lips, Xiao Ye walked straight over, lowered his eyes to look at the herbs in the tub, and stretched out his hand to check the temperature.

"The water in your bath is too cold, and the medicinal bath won't have the best effect.

My father has given me a new courtyard, which is ten miles outside the city. There is a warm spring in it. Can we move there?

Winter is about to begin, how nice it would be to soak in the warm springs every day~"

[Okay, okay, but I still want to take care of Ye Fanyin a little bit]

[Forget it, it’s important to accompany Xiaosi first, one day with you will be one less day]

[Everyone has been patient for more than ten years, let Ye Fanyin feel comfortable for a few more days]

Mo Jingchen persuaded himself in his heart, but when it came to the surface, there was only one word:

"Um"

Xiao Ye giggled twice:

It turns out that Mo Jingchen said that I did bad things to delay him from dealing with Ye Fanyin.

An old woman who lives in a deep house, no matter when she can’t clean it up, she won’t be afraid of running away~

The eldest prince's matter is still more important.