"Master!"
Wu Meiniang rushed to the Mo Mansion. When she saw Meton standing in front of her, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Isn't this the Eldest Senior Sister Apprentice of the Mo Family in Chang 'an? When did you act like a little girl? If outsiders see you, they will laugh at you!" Meton saw Wu Meiniang acting like a little girl and couldn't help but tease her.
"Master, you are making fun of me again!" Wu Meiniang suddenly burst into laughter. As long as she was in front of Meton, she would take off her disguise. After all, she was only a girl of 16 or 17 years old. Now, she was running around for the future of the Mo Family, which had already exceeded what she should do at her age.
Although Meton was also running around for the revival of the Mo Family when he was 15 years old, Meton was a man. Besides, he was Marquis and had connections left by his father. He had a natural advantage. As for Wu Meiniang, although the Tang dynasty was open, she was under no less pressure than Meton at that time.
"You did a good job when I was not here!" Meton praised. He had to admit that he accepted Wu Meiniang as his disciple because of her reputation in the future. However, they had been master and disciple for several years. Now, Wu Meiniang had already deviated from the track of history. She didn't live a miserable life like the later generations. She was forced to enter the palace and become a caged canary. Instead, she became a soaring eagle in the free sky of the Mo Family.
"Master, thank you for your praise!"
Wu Meiniang's eyes flashed with a trace of pride. Although it was very hard to run around outside, she enjoyed this kind of life very much.
In terms of women in the world, there were only three women that everyone envied. One was Empress Zhangsun, who was the mother of the world and had the most honorable status in the world. Another was Princess Changle and Mo Jiazi, who were in love with each other and had the most perfect love. The third was Wu Meiniang, who held great power at a young age. In the business circle of the Tang dynasty, she had no lack of status, wealth and power. What's more, she had the freedom that women in the Tang dynasty dreamed of. Empress Zhangsun and Princess Changle had the most honorable status in the world. However, Wu Meiniang, who was famous because of her ink skills, had become the most likely goal of all women in the world.
"Mei Niang is indeed very capable. During the half year when you were away, Mei Niang did a lot of work." Princess Changle smiled and supported Mei Niang.
When Meton went on an expedition to Gao Chang, Princess Changle was in charge of the Mo Mansion. Wu Meiniang was like Princess Changle's left and right arm, acting on behalf of the Mo Mansion. The two of them, one inside and one outside, cooperated very well. This was the reason why the Mo Family had a steady trend of rising. Before, when Meton left the Mo Family's Village, he would be in danger.
"How dare I take the credit? They didn't make things difficult for me for the sake of Master's wife." Wu Meiniang said modestly. As for the difficulties, only she knew. After all, Princess Changle was only a princess in name and had no real power. Although she was not looked down upon, it was not enough to make others give in, especially when it came to the competition of interests.
Princess Changle could not help but sigh. How could it be as easy as Mei Niang said for a woman to compete with a group of scheming and astute men?
"This must be Little Junior Brother!" Wu Meiniang looked at the pink baby on the side and could not help but be moved. She picked him up and played with him.
Meton and Princess Changle looked at each other and smiled, "Since you have returned, your Little Junior Brother's full moon banquet is coming soon. I'll leave it to you to arrange."
"Thank you for your trust, Master!" Wu Meiniang took the task solemnly and suddenly asked in a low voice, "What kind of standard does Master want?"
Meton thought for a while and said, "A family banquet is fine!"
Wu Meiniang frowned and said, "A family banquet? That's too shabby! Little Junior Brother is the only son of the Mo Clan and the only heir of the Mo Clan. If we don't take this opportunity to announce it to the world, won't it make people think too much? "
Princess Changle also turned her beautiful eyes and looked at Meton in confusion. According to the customs of the Tang dynasty, their son was the eldest son of the first wife and was the most honorable, not to mention that he was the eldest grandson of the royal family and the heir of the Mo Clan. It could be said that he was born with a respected status. Meton's actions were indeed shabby.
Meton shook his head and said, "Who told you that your Little Junior Brother is the only heir of the Mo Clan? The Mo Clan has never been a family clan. Only people with virtue and talent can become giants.
"Ah!"
Wu Meiniang could not help but exclaim. When she learned that her Master's wife gave birth to Little Junior Brother, she could not help but have a myriad of thoughts flash through her mind.
She was the eldest senior sister of the Mo Clan and could now represent the Mo Clan in the Tang dynasty. Although she was a woman, she had already relied on her own methods to convince everyone in the Mo Clan. It could be said that she was the second most important person in the Mo Clan.
When Mo Sha was born, although her Master could be said to have doted on her and even asked for millions of hectares of land for her and vowed to turn the desert into an oasis so that Mo Sha could live a life of glory, Wu Meiniang's heart did not ripple at all. After all, Mo Sha was also a woman. As a woman, Wu Meiniang naturally knew how difficult it was for a woman to stand out.
However, facing her Little Junior Brother who was born less than a month ago, Wu Meiniang knew that even if her Little Junior Brother was still crying piteously for food, he was the natural heir of the Mo Clan. As long as he grew up, he only needed to raise his arm and call for the followers of the Mo Clan to gather, including her, Wu Meiniang.
At this moment, Wu Meiniang had not experienced the darkness of her previous life. Naturally, she did not turn evil. In her heart, she had already planned to pave the way for her Little Junior Brother and repay his kindness. However, she did not expect her Master to say that the Mo Clan was not the world of the family. Didn't that mean …
Meton said with a smile, "Your Little Junior Brother may be the heir of the Mo Clan because this is the family property that your Master's wife and I left for him. However, the Mo Clan is the result of thousands of years of painstaking effort from countless sages. The world of the family has a deep-rooted drawback. If the Mo Clan wants to stand tall in the Hundred Schools of Thought, the world of the family is a taboo. Throughout history, the position of a tycoon has always been occupied by those who are capable. It is not based on seniority or seniority. It is not because he is the son of a tycoon or the eldest disciple of a tycoon.
Do you understand? "Wu Meiniang nodded heavily," Your disciple understands! "
If it was anyone else who said this, Wu Meiniang would definitely have some doubts in her heart. However, Wu Meiniang did not doubt her Master's words. This was because she knew that in her Master's heart, the revival of the Mo Clan was the most important thing.
After Wu Meiniang left, Meton turned to look at the silent Princess Changle and asked, "Does Changle have any complaints about your husband's arrangement?"
Changle rolled her eyes and snorted coldly, "Who cares about your Mo Clan's little bit of wealth. Just this concubine can help my son obtain a great future."
After all, his son was the eldest grandson of the imperial family. Even if he did not inherit the Mo Clan, he would still be able to obtain great wealth.
"There is no need to deliberately arrange it. It is up to him to make his own choice. As a parent, I only want the child to have a smooth life and grow up healthily." Meton looked at his son with pity.
Princess Changle nodded solemnly and said, "In that case, why don't we name our son Mo Tan!"
Previously, Meton had been in danger and had not returned for a long time. In addition to the risks of a difficult birth, Princess Changle could not help but have some thoughts of wanting her son to be safe. This was why she came up with the idea of naming him Mo Tan.
Meton could not help but raise his eyebrows and look at Changle in surprise. Although the Mo Clan had always named their children based on physical objects, Princess Changle's name was really too good. He had no reason to refuse.
"Good! Let's name him Mo Tan! I hope he lives up to this name. "Meton said with a strange smile.
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