Chapter 9288 Strange 1
, The evil king chasing his wife: The good-for-nothing miss! The peddler smiled straight at Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun: "You two guests, I'm really sorry for letting you see such an unbearable scene."
Seeing that Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun only frowned but didn't ask any questions, the peddler gave a wry smile, pointed to his head and said, "This woman has a problem with her brain, she likes to talk nonsense, and calls herself the daughter of the imperial capital every day, haha Haha, how could Miss Qianjin be reduced to being a village woman in our Mojia Village? Don't mind the two of you, let's go, please go this way."
The peddler led the way, Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun walked hand in hand.
The two of them looked at each other with a knowing smile that only they could understand.
Su Luo pulled Nangong Liuyun, looked at the Mohist village, and asked the peddler seemingly unintentionally: "We are not interested in the matter of that woman, but your Mohist village's history, scenic spots, historical sites, humanities, inheritance from generation to generation, famous officials, etc. , can you tell us about it?"
Seeing that Su Luo was not in a good mood to gossip Wang Xiaohua, the peddler was overjoyed and explained the long history of Mojia Village to Su Luo with a smile.
From the peddler's words, Su Luo really heard some information.
The Mojia Village was moved here shortly after the death of the Taizu. Over the years, the direct line of this bloodline has been passed down continuously. The eldest son of each generation will be the village head of the Mojia Village, so the inheritance has been passed down to the present. His bloodline is still very pure.
Su Luo thought to herself that she couldn't find out the specific things from the peddler, but she still asked what the peddler was called.
"My name is Mo Jiaqiang. I'm from the Jia generation. If you really count it seriously, I'm the same generation as our Majesty. You know, when our Majesty was the prince, Jia was also in his name. Later, because of taboo, So it was changed to Jia." The peddler said proudly.
Su Luo nodded with a smile: "Amazing."
"That's right! The people of our Mojia village, if you really want to talk about it, they are the blood of the royal family!" Mo Jiaqiang was triumphant.
Su Luo seemed to have no intention of asking: "You have been in Mojia Village all year round? Doesn't anyone go to live in the imperial city?"
Mo Jiaqiang said angrily: "Our ancestors have an order. The children of the family can engage in business and practice, but they are absolutely not allowed to take scientific examinations, let alone be officials!"
Su Luo's eyes flickered slightly, she is not allowed to be an official? Could it be that the ancestors of the Mojia Village were stimulated in the imperial capital? In short, there must be something strange about this matter!
Su Luo always thought that the Mo family was just the Mo family, but she didn't know that the Mo family was actually a branch of the royal family.
When Su Luo was about to ask in detail, an indifferent voice suddenly appeared in the slant: "Mo Jiaqiang, you talk too much!"
Coercive, indifferent, threatening voices!
Su Luo looked back subconsciously, it was an old man, wearing a linen robe, he looked like an ordinary old man, but the aura with his hands behind his back and the sharpness in his eyes were not something that an ordinary old farmer could possess of.
Mo Jiaqiang raised his head subconsciously, and when he saw the old man in front of him, his face instantly turned pale: "Third Uncle! You, why are you here?!"
The third uncle glared at Mo Jiaqiang, then turned his head, his sharp eagle-like eyes swept across the faces of Nangong Liuyun and Su Luo indifferently.
At this moment, Su Luo had already taken off the mask, so that peerless face fell into the eyes of the third uncle.
The third uncle frowned even tighter: "Who are they?!"
Mo Jiaqiang hurriedly explained: "These two guest officials came all the way from other places and traveled all the way to our Mojia Village.