Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

All the invigilators did not eat or sleep like Friday, but they didn't say anything, just continued to accompany the Friday exam patiently.

However, it is surprising that after failing twice on Friday, he also realized the mystery of the Fengchun Pill, and adopted the same method of medicine as Song Ci, choosing to use honey to suppress the grievances of the ‘qi beast heart’.

Mo Zhang Kuang noticed Friday's action and was also a little surprised. Mo Zhang Kuang asked the clansmen beside him, "What's this Friday?"

The person beside him promised: "Is a village doctor. His ancestors were also Chinese medicine doctors. Fifty years ago, his father also took the exam of our family, but his grades were not excellent."

Mo Zhang Kuang felt amused. He said, "Who would have thought that among the top three in our exam this time, there is actually a fifty-year-old guy."

On Friday, he didn't pay attention to the conversation of the invigilators. He had been observing the pills in the pill furnace. After seeing the dripping honey, the ‘Bird’s Heart’ turned blood red, and he knew that his thinking was right.

The next step is just a matter of course.

He threw the fusion pills into the alchemy furnace on Friday, but this time he did not drip any more honey. At two o'clock in the morning, he successfully refined his Fengchun pills on Friday.

It is indeed a Fengchun pill that is as fake, but the color is darker, not as deep as the one that Patriarch Mo took out earlier, and naturally not as deep as the one made by Song porcelain.

The redder the color of the finished Fengchun pill, the stronger the effect of the medicine. According to legend, the Fengchun pill that Mo Laozu presented to the emperor back then was red like blood.

Staring at his Fengchun Wan on Friday, he frowned unsatisfied, but he was satisfied with the successful production of Fengchun Wan.

He is really an old genius of the Zhou family!

Seeing that Friday’s pill production was completed, Mo Zhangkuang smiled and interrupted Friday’s meditation. He said, “Hehe, Friday, bring your finished product to me for a look.”

Hurry up on Friday and deliver the finished product to Mo Zhang Kuang.

Mo Zhang Kuang stared at the pill, sniffed, and said, "Although the color is not high-quality, and the efficacy is also mediocre, it is indeed a Fengchun pill."

"Congratulations, you became the second place in this exam."

On Friday, he was happy, with his hands hanging behind him, like a child who refused to accept the old, he asked Mo Zhang Kuang: "The old master has accepted Song Fei as an apprentice. Look, do you want to accept another one?"

Mo Zhang Kuang stared at Friday for a while speechless, "You guy, you are very old, but you have a young mentality. No matter, you will follow me and study for a while."

As for accepting him as an apprentice, Mo Zhang Kuang did not agree.

I'm all too old, and I still recognize some master, it's time to go home and watch the news broadcast for retirement.

Being able to study with Mr. Mo Zhang Kuang is very content on Friday. "Then thank you old gentleman." After leaving the examination room on Friday, regardless of what time it is, he first turned on his mobile phone, called his wife at home to say goodbye, and then gave his son far away in the Imperial Capital. Annunciation.

The cafeteria was closed long ago. On Friday, I found that the canteen downstairs was still open, so I walked in and bought a bucket of instant noodles. He returned to the dormitory hall with instant noodles, only to find that Song Ci sisters were not asleep. Not only did they not sleep, they were also eating around a bowl of chicken.

When I saw something to eat on Friday, my eyes lighted up. "Is there any for me?"

Song Ci pointed to the stool on the side and said, "Uncle Zhou, just waiting for you."

"You two girls have a conscience." Friday suddenly dropped the instant noodles and sat down in the empty position.

He picked a few skewers and put them in his bowl, and after only one bite, he sighed in enjoyment. "Oh, these Sichuanese people really enjoy it, how can they make such delicious things."

Song Ci and Song Fei had eaten Bobo Chicken in Wangdong City before, but they were not as delicious as Shudi. Song Fei said: "Knowing that Uncle Zhou will definitely come out late, I specially asked the uncle in the cafeteria to do it."

The cook in the Mo canteen is an all-rounder, not only good at cooking, but also very delicious. Song Ci had been numbed to her lips and almost lost consciousness. She took a sip of cold beer, and her heart was immediately cold.

This is because Han Zhan is not there, and if Han Zhan is there, let alone a cold beer, don't even try to grab a bite of Song Fei.

When he was full, Song Ci wiped off the oil stains on his fingers before asking about Friday's test results. "Uncle Zhou, how did your exam result? Did Fengchun Wan make it?"

"Successful, but not as good as yours, the color is lighter."

Song Ci was a little surprised, "Successful?"

"Ok."

"Great Uncle Zhou!"

Friday also felt that I was great, and I did not forget to praise myself, "I said, I am a genius of the Zhou family. The old family owner also agreed to me and agreed that I will study with him for a period of time, and the three of us can get along for a while. "

Knowing the true purpose of Song Ci and the others in Mo's family, they were actually a little worried on Friday. He wanted to stay, staring at the two sisters carefully, and wanted to help them when they were in trouble.

On the other hand, on Friday, I also want to make public the grievances that Nangongxian suffered in those years, so that everyone knows the true face of the Mo family.

After being full, the three returned to their rooms after saying goodbye.

At the end of the assessment, the top three were officially released, and'Song Fei' took the first place. She was also the first foreigner to win the first place in the Mo nationality assessment history.

Friday's performance in the first two rounds was intermediate, but in the final assessment, it was the only two candidates who successfully produced Fengchunwan, so he got second.

Although Mo Fengying did not succeed in making Fengchun pills, she performed well in the first two rounds of assessments and became third.

Although one or two of them are not of their own tribe, the Mo family are still very happy today because they have heard that Song Fei, the first one, has been accepted as a closed disciple by the old family master, and will be trained as the young master of the Mo family!

Therefore, this first place will still stay with the Mo family, and shoulder the important principle of leading the Mo family to develop Chinese medicine!

The square in front of the Shensi building was overcrowded, and all the students who had taken the third round of the exam stood in the audience. Song Ci stood in the front with Mo Fengying on Friday. At this time, they all took off their exam uniforms and put on Mo's formal school uniforms.

Mo's formal school uniform is black, red and white, with a white base shirt, and the jacket is black, but there is a red embroidered "Mo" on the back, and the pants are matching black slim suit trousers.

Song Ci is Friday on the left and Mo Fengying on the right. Because Friday is not tall, Song Ci has become the tallest one.

Song Ci **** all her hair and put on Mo's school uniform. She was standing in the middle of the first row. She was heroic and beautiful.

The Patriarch does not sit on the chair that symbolizes the Patriarch’s position as he pleases, and that chair stands in front of the Arrow of the Sun. Mo Xun stared at his daughter and "Song Fei" with pride in his eyes.

After Mo Suiyun announced the test results, the three Song Ci walked onto the stage while all the Mo family watched them, and the Patriarch Mo Suixin personally put on the medals.

Song Ci touched the medal made of pure gold. After thinking about going home, he tied the medal into a pair of small bracelets for her two little princesses to wear.

After the medals were issued, Mo Xunxin said some inspiring words, and then together with his father Mo Zhangkuang, he took the new young master Song Ci into the Shensi Tower.

Mo Zhang Kuang told Song Ci: "Become the young master of my Mo family, Song Fei, you are also a member of my Mo family. It is the rule to join my Mo family and worship my ancestor."

"Come on, kowtow to the ancestors!"

Song Ci took the three sticks of incense that Mo Zhang Kuang handed over, and she knelt on the futon. Holding the incense in his hand, Song Ci seriously slapped his head three times at the statue of Mo Liansheng.

After the kowtow, the ceremony is over.

Song Ci inserted three incense sticks into the incense burner, she looked up at the tall and benevolent statue of Mo Liansheng, and smiled slightly.

I don't know if it was an illusion. When Mo Zhang Kuang discovered that Song Ci was laughing, the cigarette in the incense burner suddenly went out.

"Huh? How did it go off?"

Mo Suixin glanced at his father and said, "Maybe it was not completely burned just now." After that, Mo Suixin stepped forward and respectfully lit the incense again.

Mo Zhang Kuang saw the three sticks of incense burning again, so he didn't say anything, "Okay, I'll go back first, Song Fei, you can just come to my house to find me tomorrow morning."

"Good teacher."

After sending Mo Zhang Kuang away, Song Ci turned around and glanced at the Sunburst Arrow on the high platform in front of Shensi Building, and bursts of hatred suddenly emerged in his heart. She knew that it was the resentment of Sunzhan, and she knew that Sunzhan couldn't wait to apologize for its owner.

Song Ci took a breath before leaving Shensi Tower.

From the next day, Song Ci had to study with Mo Zhangkang. Early in the morning, Song Ci put on her school uniform and went to the mad house.

Mo Zhang Kuang lives on a sunny hillside in Beishan. He usually rides a battery car up and down the mountain. Song Ci didn't have a battery car, so she went to find a bicycle and went to and fro in the dormitory with Mo Zhang Kuang's home every day.

This day is the Guyu Festival, and there was a spring rain in Shu, blowing the spring breeze. The rain increases after the valley rain, which is most suitable for planting medicinal materials.

People of the Mo ethnic group started to grow medicinal materials, and Song Ci also had to learn to grow medicinal materials. Pity her pair of hands that only played the piano, but now they play with Huang Tu every day.

Different medicinal materials are planted in different ways. These days when I plant medicinal materials, squatting in the field is a whole day. After three consecutive days of planting medicinal materials, Song Ci suffered from backaches.

That afternoon, Song Ci was really tired, so she took a nap on the wooden chair at the door of Mo Zhang Kuang.

Mo Zhang Kuang woke up from a nap and saw that Song Ci's medicinal materials were almost planted, so he walked over to her and said, "After planting your medicinal materials, I will take you to a place."

When Mo Zhang Kuang spoke, he glanced at Xishan several times. After Song Ci guessed that she was crazy about her plan, she quickly stood up, resigned to her fate, took up the **** and went to the medicinal meadow, and continued to plant the remaining bundle of medicinal materials.

When the planting was finished, she washed her hands and shouted into the house: "Teacher, I have finished planting the medicinal materials."

"Then go."

Mo Zhang Kuang walked out of the house.

As the weather got warmer, Mo Zhang Kuang only wore a double-layered jacket with a long-sleeved old T-shirt inside. His dress looks just like those old farmers in the town, simple and casual.

Mo Zhang Kuang rode down the mountain and reached the halfway point where the cable car was parked. Song Ci followed behind on his bicycle, arriving at the mountainside a few minutes late.

"Follow me in the car."

Mo Zhang Kuang took the lead to step into the cable car, and Song Ci followed in the car.

In the dormitory building, Song Fei stood by the window, watching her and Mo leave wildly.

Sitting in the cable car, Mo Zhang Kuang pressed his temples with his hands. The filial apprentice Song Ci hurriedly asked: "Teacher, do you have a headache?"

Mo Zhangkuang said: "Recently, my head hurts frequently. This person is old and has many problems and does not get in the way." Mo Zhangkuang is also almost 80 years old. He is not young anymore, and he is also ready to die.

Just before he died, Mo Zhang Kuang still had something to explain clearly to'Song Fei' before he could leave with confidence.

Song Ci stared at Mo Zhang Kuang's continuous rubbing and pressing of his temples. She knew better than Mo Zhang Kuang what was going on with his body. This is the beginning of Song Fei's virus. If they don't take the antidote within a month, their brains will be damaged, their memory will be permanently impaired, and they will never want to have a sober brain in the future.

Song Ci didn't think Song Fei's trick was vicious, she thought it was good, after all, Mo Zhang Kuang and the others were not good people.

During meditation, the cable car reached Xishan.

"Arrived."

Song Ci opened the door, got off the cable car first, and then reached out to help Mo Zhang Kuang out. Mo Zhang Kuang usually doesn't need help from others, his body has always been tough.

But his head hurt today, and he was a little dizzy while standing, so he obediently let Song Ci get out of the car with the lead.

Mo Zhang Kuang waited for the dizziness to disappear, which brought Song Ci up the mountain.

This road is the road leading to the small mountain col. On the way, Mo Zhang Kuang suddenly mentioned, "Listen to Xpress, you and the old boy named Friday, have you secretly been to Xishan some time ago?"

Song Ci grew vigilant in his heart, worried that Mo Zhang Kuang was suspicious of himself. She hung her head slightly, her ears flushed just right, and she whispered, "That's what happened."

"Oh? What are you doing here at Xishan? No one lives here."

When questioning, Mo Zhang Kuang kept looking at Song Ci's reaction. Feel free to say that the three of them wanted to eat Qi Ling Guo, so they came to Xishan to steal Qi Ling Guo.

Mo Zhangkang was a little skeptical about this, but now seeing Song Ci's red ears, and guessing that Song Ci was ashamed, Mo Zhangkang no longer doubted her.

Song Ci answered honestly: "I came quietly to pick some fruits."

"Hahaha!"

They had already walked into the small col, Mo Zhang Kuang raised his hand to pick two fruits from the vine and threw them to Song Ci, "Come, eat whatever you want!"

Song Ci is holding the Qi Ling Guo, even though she doesn't like to eat the fruit, but Mo Zhang Kuang is staring at him now that she stole the fruit, Song Ci can only bite the bullet and pretend to be happy to take the Qi Ling Guo. Eat it.

After eating the fruit, Song Ci asked Mo Zhang Kuang curiously, "Teacher, what did you bring me here? I feel so tired that I am too tired from planting medicine, and want to give me some fruit to reward me?"

Mo Zhang Kuang's index finger lightly nodded on Song Ci's head, and said, "It's just you!"

Song Ci looked cold, "What the **** is going to do?"

Mo Zhang Kuang did not answer Song Ci's question directly, but instead asked her: "In the third test, you asked me what the light brown pill was."

Song Ci smiled slightly and showed a serious expression, "Yes, the teacher told me that it is an animal heart."

"Do you believe it?" Mo Zhang Kuang asked her.

Song Ci didn't hesitate, and immediately shook his head and said, "Although the teacher said it was an animal heart, I don't believe what the teacher said. Because as far as I know, there is no animal heart that emits a strange medicinal fragrance."

"So teacher, are you lying to me?"

Song Ci asked herself candidly, but he was happy. "Song Fei, you really are not a fool."

Song Ci coldly pierced him: "So you lied."

"Your suspicion is correct, I did lie." Mo Zhang Kuang also admitted generously.

Song Ci guessed that Mo Zhang Kuang wanted to reveal the existence of Medicine Man to himself today, so he asked boldly. "So teacher, what the **** is that?"

Song Ci has strong curiosity in his eyes.

Mo Zhang madly smiled and said, "Next, I will reveal the greatest secret of my Mo family in front of you. Song Fei, as the young master of the Mo family, you are qualified to know the secrets of the Mo family. But you must Swear to God, you must never reveal the secrets of my Mo family!"

Song Ci hurriedly raised his right hand and said, "I swear, if I divulge Mo's secrets, Song Fei will not be able to have children in this life!" Song Fei would have been unable to have children. Song Ci sweared and thought of Song Fei's infertility. , I still feel a little uncomfortable.

It is a very serious oath for a woman to swear to heaven with her fertility.

After hearing this vow, Mo Zhangkuang was very satisfied, seeing Song Ci's eyes become more loving.