Time Travel and Love

He originally wanted to take Chu Qingmeng back to the house to find out what was going on, but Kui Wenzhong came back very quickly. Mo Liujin had no choice but to sit behind her with the book in his hand and remain silent.

"Master. Qin An and the others are here." Kui Wenzhong and a few others came to pay their respects.

"Yeah. Qing'er, Che'er." Chu Qingmeng didn't move and continued to pluck the strings from time to time. Since she could no longer see, she had not played the entire song.

"Mother." The two didn't know why she called them, but they still walked to her side.

"Qin An, Qin Feng, Qin Yue, Qin Ling. Greetings to your master." Chu Qingmeng just had a faint expression and didn't say much.

The two brothers were surprised. What was their mother going to do?!

"We are Qin Feng and Qin Yue, your humble servants, greeting our master." The two of them could sense where their mother Gu was, so they bowed to Mo Jiangqing.

"We are Qin An and Qin Ling, greeting our master." The two bowed to Mo Jiangche.

The two brothers exchanged glances, feeling flustered. They had just spoken of an early death, and now they had arranged for guards. Mo Jiangche knelt beside Chu Qingmeng, holding her hand as she fiddled with the pipa, and whispered, "Mother, what are you doing?"

Noticing Mo Jiangche kneeling down and clutching her hand as if uneasy, Chu Qingmeng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. "I told you it was just a joke, did you really take it seriously? Get up! You little bastard! I just wanted to give you some experience. What are you thinking?! Get up!"

Reaching out, he patted Mo Jiangche on the head. Did he really think he was entrusting me with his final wishes?! Chu Qingmeng laughed in anger, "Do you really think I'm entrusting you with my final wishes?! Wen Zhong, tell them! I'm so angry I don't even want to talk!"

Hearing her say this, the two brothers breathed a sigh of relief, and Mo Jiangche also stood up. Kui Wenzhong suppressed his smile. There was no other way. Jiu Ye never took matters of life and death seriously. Controlling his expression, he said to the two brothers, "Young Master, Jiu Ye wants you two to temporarily manage Qianji Pavilion. These four people are currently the managers of Qianji Pavilion. They are from our four subordinates. They have clean backgrounds and can be completely trusted. In the future, they will report the affairs of Qianji Pavilion to you two, and you will each preside over the matters under your jurisdiction. You two will discuss the general affairs. If you cannot reach a conclusion, you can report to Jiu Ye, and Jiu Ye will make the decision."

Mo Liujin raised an eyebrow. What did Qing Meng want to do? Simple training? The Qianji Pavilion, the one Eleven had given her. How much effort had Qing Meng put into forcing the emperor to do this? She was running out of time. What did that even mean? After these people left, he would definitely ask them clearly.

"Let me make it clear in advance that I can't see you yet, so don't even think about escaping. You'll be very busy lately anyway, handling the files for me, your own official duties, and dealing with the matters they reported. Well, don't even think about having some free time. You'll each be responsible for half of the Qianji Pavilion's staff, and you'll be responsible for deploying them yourselves. These days are not peaceful, so protect your wives and children. I'm here..." Chu Qingmeng paused for a moment, wanting to say 'don't worry', but changed his mind and smiled, "It's also your responsibility to deploy the staff on the fifth floor. Talk to Wen Zhong, and only after he agrees can you move the people on the fifth floor. Do you understand?"

Mo Liujin was amused. He was just being lazy. Seeing that the situation was almost settled, he was looking for an opportunity to slack off! She was afraid that when Eleven ascended the throne, she would push the entire fifth floor out to them. The files had already bored her all day long.

The two brothers smiled and responded, and then Chu Qingmeng instructed Qin An and the other three, "Wait here for your master. After reviewing the files, take them to the Qianji Pavilion for a tour and introduce them to everyone."

Several people said yes, but before the ceremony was over, Leng Feng appeared, "Third Master, the Crown Prince has passed away. The Prince invites you all to go to the East Palace together."

Mo Liujin stood up and walked over to Chu Qingmeng, leaning over and whispering in her ear, "Don't leave the house, wait for me to come back. I will leave some staff for you to deploy." Then he stood up and said to Kui Wenzhong, "Brother Wenzhong, thank you for your help."

"Sir, you are too polite. It is our duty." Kui Wenzhong bowed slightly.

As they walked, Mo Liujin instructed Leng Feng to immediately dispatch all the secret guards in the mansion to guard the mansion, and then he took Leng Feng to the East Palace alone. Chu Qingmeng sat under the pavilion and was amused by Mo Liujin. Why would she need the secret guards now? But after thinking about it, she still felt that there was some use for them, "Feiying."

"Master." Feiying felt aggrieved. How long had it been since he heard his master's call?

"Except for you and Fei Ling, the command of all the secret guards in the mansion will be given to the two young masters." Then he said with a deliberately teasing smile, "I plan to listen to the second young master's advice and live out my days in peace."

The tone was full of teasing, which made Mo Jiangche laugh helplessly. He was just frightened by her just now. Besides, between the two brothers, it was always him who acted like a spoiled child in front of their mother. His brother always maintained his style.

"Mother, let's go to Qianji Pavilion before things get chaotic. We'll be back after lunch at the latest. We'll deal with the files when we get back." Mo Jiangqing made some rearrangements. By the time they came back, things would be chaotic, so they wouldn't have to worry about anything else in the mansion.

"You guys take care of the arrangements. You don't need to ask me about such trivial matters." Chu Qingmeng replied and began to play the pipa well.

The two brothers followed Qin An and the others and left. Kui Wenzhong went back to the fifth floor to deal with some things before returning. Shuang Cheng hurried back, but he had not changed his appearance. Instead, he looked like the pale and sickly scholar he was before.