To send them to the palace is just the opposite.
Ziqianmo and Moyan explained their intention to Gu Chengzhu.
"I'm not in charge of this cloth sale now."
Gu Chengzhu said, "if you don't dislike it, you can wait until evening. My son will come back in the evening. If you want the right to sell cloth, you can go to him. I'm enjoying Qingfu now, no matter what."
Son of Lord Gu?
Mo Yan and ziqianmo look at each other.
"Not bad."
Mo Yan showed a professional smile, "that's a nuisance."
*****
But in the twinkling of an eye, night has come.
Gu Chengzhu's son also came back, and the reception banquet was held as scheduled.
"My son finally came back from this trip. I haven't seen him for three months. My father missed you so much!"
Although the Lord Gu was extremely greedy, he really loved his son, who was better than blue. He was so smiling that he was about to give birth to flowers on his face. He patted him with his big hand on his shoulder. "Just come back. I've been busy for three months, and I'll be free again!"
"Father, you are joking."
Gu fupei's voice, with a faint alienation and coolness.
On the penultimate seat on the left, Mo Yan and ziqianmo sat there.
Mo Yan holds the wine cup in his hand, but he looks at Gu fupei who is talking.
It has to be said that this dissolute and romantic Gu Chengzhu really has some good foundation.
Gu fupei, who was born to him, was very amazing. His face was like jade, his hair was neat, his eyes were dark and deep, and he was reflected by the candle fire. He was as delicate and beautiful as the stars on a cold night. His nose was high and his lips were thin.
That pair of non cannibal fireworks look, no matter which woman saw it, her heart beat faster.
"I heard that during my absence, two guests came to the mansion."
Gu fupei was holding a wine glass in his hand. With a faint smile on his face, he looked at Mo Yan and ziqianmo sitting below. "Is that the young master and the young lady?"
"Mr. Gu is a real talent."
Gu fupei treated each other with courtesy, and Mo Yan was not able to say anything. After a cursory greeting, Mo Yan stood up and drank to him, "Mr. Gu, cheers."
"Good!"
Looking at Mo Yan's drinking glass, Gu fupei's eyes flashed a strange light, but he didn't say anything. He looked up and drank the wine in the glass. When both of them put down their glasses, Gu fupei said with a smile, "don't know where Mr. Mo is?"
When Mo Yan introduced himself to Gu Chengzhu, Mingming had already said that he was a cloth merchant from the imperial capital of Zhongzhou. Now Gu fupei's question can be said to be an old question.
Obviously, he is telling him that his forged identity has been identified, so that he will not continue to disguise.
However, Mo Yan didn't like him.
"It seems that Lord Gu has not talked with Mr. Gu yet."
Mo Yan's face was as usual. "I'm Mo Dayan. I'm from the capital of Zhongzhou. I'm a cloth merchant from the capital of Zhongzhou. This time I came to the border town, I want to discuss with the owner of Gu city to buy a batch of silk cloth and transport it to the capital for sale."
What a dead duck!
The Housekeeper on one side couldn't help it. He was about to step forward and scold Mo Yan. However, Gu fupei seemed to know what the housekeeper was going to do. He raised his hand to signal him to step down,