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Mo Bingyan looked helpless.

You can't let him mess around any longer, can you?

Before she could speak.

Liu Lang said directly: "Three-two-one! Okay, since you are all willing to divide the family, that's really good, Bingyan, just divide the family property as soon as they want, and the one that should be theirs will not be missing a penny." By the way, Second Uncle Mo, I was delayed a little just now, so I counted faster, you have no objection, right?"

Mo Renhuai didn't bother to bother with this madman, he just looked at the Mo family's father and daughter coldly.

Mo Bingyan felt that Liu Lang was really messing around, and said with a slight annoyance: "Husband, you haven't returned for a year, and there is no news, that's all, how can you mess around as soon as you come back, now, have you made enough trouble?"

As soon as she said this, even Liu Lang was stunned, did she take a break from her husband and take a lonely break? In fact, she has been thinking about herself

Liu Lang didn't reply and said, "Lady, just look at it with peace of mind." "

When Mo Bingyan heard him call himself a lady, her heart was sour, she looked at him gently, and didn't say anything more.

At this moment, the steward outside the hall shouted loudly: "Qian Weijun, the prince of Wu Yueguo, has visited the head of the Mo family. "

Everyone in the Mo family was shocked, the people of Jiangning City did not have a good impression of the Yue people, only hatred.

Qian Hongyu, the king of Wuyue, treacherously declared himself a vassal to the Great Song Dynasty, obeyed the edict of the first emperor, sent an army to attack the Tang State, and finally joined forces under the city of Jiangning and broke through the city, forcing the Tang King Li Yu to surrender, and the Tang State was destroyed.

If you talk about hatred, the Tang people hate the Yue people even more, as for the Great Song Dynasty, the Tang King has always shown weakness to protect himself, and in the minds of the Tang people, it has long been a consensus that he will die at the hands of the Song people sooner or later.

Mo Renzhang had heard of Wu Yueguo, a very talented prince, and had also heard about his envoy to Bianjing.

Counting the days, it should be the day of the return of the mission.

King Wuyue is based in the southeast, and under the management of three generations and five kings, the wealth of the Qian family of King Wuyue has long been a well-known thing in the world.

It's just that although the Mo family is a business family, the business tentacles have not extended to Wu Yueguo, and the prince Qian Weijun found the Mo family at this time, and I don't know what the reason is.

Mo Renzhang thought for a while and said, "Everyone who comes is a guest, you go with me to greet the son." "

"Uncle, you're welcome, the little nephew has already come in. "

Qian Weijun's figure has already appeared in the front yard, with a long Confucian shirt, quite like a jade tree.

Mo Renzhang and the others went out together.

Liu Lang sat there without moving, frowning and muttering, "What is this guy doing here?"

Mo Bingyan got up, saw that Liu Lang didn't move, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Husband, don't be stunned, get up and follow me to meet the son." "

Liu Lang replied casually: "Welcome him, is it unnecessary?"

Seeing that he was indifferent, Mo Bingyan was a little annoyed and a little helpless, so she had to keep up with the Mo family.

The smile on Mo Renzhang's face made people feel like a spring breeze, and he waved his hands and said: "The prince of Wuyue is here, and the wall is shining, please take a seat to serve tea." "

Qian Weijun arched his hand, went straight through everyone, and went straight to the main seat.

Mo Renzhang and the others looked stunned, strange in their hearts, and hurriedly followed.

Qian Weijun walked up to Liu Lang, winked at him, and then walked past him and sat on Mo Renzhang's chair.

Mo Renzhang didn't know why Qian Weijun ignored etiquette, hurriedly ran to the main seat by himself, and sat on Mo Bingyan's seat with a stomach full of questions.

Mo Bingyan stood behind her father, looking at Liu Lang's back and feeling angry.

Qian Weijun pointed at Liu Lang and said, "Uncle Mo, what kind of trouble are you doing?"

Mo Renhuai didn't wait for Mo Renzhang to answer, got up and said: "A vagabond who is unashamed and doesn't know the so-called homeless child, don't worry about the son, we will drive this person out." "

Qian Weijun was startled and reprimanded: "Presumptuous!".

Mo Renhuai thought that Qian Weijun was referring to Liu Lang, and hurriedly echoed: "The son of the world is angry, I will call someone here." "

Qian Weijun bounced up from the Taishi's chair, rushed to Mo Renhuai, and kicked out, hitting Mo Renhuai's heart.

Mo Renhuai staggered back, sat down on the ground, covered his heart, and looked at Qian Weiyan inexplicably.

Qian Weijun rolled up his sleeves, pointed at Mo Renhuai's nose, and scolded: "You are the oldest, you dare to be rude to him, believe it or not, labor and management will directly trample you to death." "

Mo Bingyan was dumbfounded and looked at Qian Weijun, who was like a ruffian shrew and had no demeanor.

This Wu Yue prince is too rude and barbaric, right?

Mo Renhuai looked at Qian Weijun, and then at Liu Lang, who was watching all this with interest and the old god, his mind was a little confused, and he asked tentatively: "Liu Lang is just a waste son-in-law who was swept away by my eldest brother's family a year ago, a homeless child whose parents died, why did the son stand up for him?"

Qian Weijun raised his foot, gave Mo Renhuai two feet in a row, and scolded: "Waste? You are waste, your whole family is waste." "

Suddenly remembering something, he hurriedly turned back to Mo Renzhang and Mo Bingyan with a smile on his face and said, "Uncle Mo, sister-in-law, I didn't mean you. "

Turning his head again, he said coldly: "The guy who looks down on people with dog eyes, doesn't he even understand the truth of not bullying the poor of the young man?"

Liu Lang frowned and said, "Okay, I said Qian Weijun, what kind of excitement are you coming to join in? "

Qian Weijun hurriedly put down his sleeves, walked behind Liu Lang, and said curtly: "Junior brother, don't you want to come and see what kind of immortal characters are worthy of Brother Liu's attention? "

Three generations and five kings, Wu Yue Qian's rich world is an indisputable fact recognized by all countries.

Liu Lang smiled: "Don't, your family's silver is not blown by the wind, smash this kind of person, don't dirty your family's silver." "

Liu Lang stood up and said to Mo Renhuai and the others: "Within three days, you take the initiative to complete the division of the family property with Bingyan, she will be one of you, and after three days, I will marry Bingyan, and by then you have not left Mofu with a percent of the family property, I don't mind letting you become a penniless wandering beggar." "

Qian Weijun stepped forward and said: "Our Qian family has an idle house in Wuyi Lane, Brother Liu got married, and the younger brother gave it to Brother Liu as a wedding room. In addition, the wedding will be handled by the younger brother, and the younger brother will promise to give Brother Liu and his sister-in-law a beautiful run. "

Liu Lang thought for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, I really don't understand this matter, and I think you are the same, but you are so rich, you can find someone who understands to handle it, I will leave this matter to you, I will do it, I will emasculate you, do it well, I owe you a personal favor." "

Qian Weijun said with a bitter face: "For the sake of my little brother's life, I had to take out my private money." "

Liu Lang scolded with a smile: "Okay, don't be poor, you go and prepare." "

Qian Weijun said "Okay", and trotted out of the front hall to prepare for Liu Lang's wedding.

Liu Lang turned around and said softly to Mo Bingyan: "Handle the Mo family's housework, and obediently wait at home for your husband to marry you in three days." "