The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 9288: Strange 1

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The hawker smiled straight at Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun: "The two guest officers, I am really sorry to let you see such an unbearable scene."

Seeing that Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun only frowned but did not ask questions, the hawker smiled bitterly and pointed to his head, saying: "This woman has a problem with her brain. She usually talks nonsense and shouts that she is the emperor's gold. Miss, hahaha ... how could Miss Qianjin be reduced to our Mojia Village to be a village woman? Do n’t mind the two, walk around, please go here. "

The hawker leads the way, Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun go hand in hand.

The two of them looked at each other, and a smile appeared in their eyes that only they could understand.

Su Luo is pulling the Nangong Liuyun, while looking at the Mojia Village, he seems to inadvertently ask the hawker: "We dare not be interested in that woman's thing, but you have the history of Mojia Village, historical places, historical sites, humanities, inheritance, and generations of celebrities. Like that, would you tell us about it? "

Seeing that Su Luo did n’t have a mad gossip, Wang Xiaohua, the peddler was very happy, and he explained to Su Luo the long history of Mojia Village with a smile.

From the hawker's words, Su Luo really heard some information.

Mojia Village was migrated shortly after the death of the great ancestor. Over the years, this bloodline's heirloom has been passed down continuously. Each generation of the eldest son will be the village chief of Mojia Village, so the inheritance is now. The blood of the village chief is still pure.

Su Luo thought, the specific thing could not be asked from this hawker's mouth, but she still asked the hawker how to call it.

"My name is Mo Jiaqiang. I ’m a senior. I really want to count it. I ’m a generation with our majesty. You know, when our majesty was a prince, there was also a name in his name. Later, Because it was a taboo, it was changed to Jia. "The hawker said with pride.

Su Luo nodded with a smile: "Awesome."

"That's it! The people of Mojia Village really want to talk about it, but that is the blood of the royal family!" Mo Jiaqiang was proud.

Su Luozhuang asked unintentionally: "You have been in Mojia Village all the year round? Didn't anyone go to the Imperial City to live?"

Mo Jiaqiang said angrily: "Our ancestors have orders, and the children of the family can be in business and practice, but they are absolutely not allowed to take scientific examinations, let alone be officials!"

Su Luo's eyes flashed slightly, not allowed to be an official? What stimulus did the ancestors of Mojia Village have received in the emperor? In short, this matter must be strange!

Su Luo always thought that the Mo School was just the Mo School, but he didn't know that the Mo School turned out to be a royal branch.

When Su Luo was waiting for detailed questions, an indifferent voice suddenly appeared in the diagonal thorn: "Mo Jiaqiang, you talk too much!"

A coercive, indifferent, intimidating voice!

Su Luo looked back subconsciously. It was an old man in a burlap robe, which looked like an ordinary old man, but the sharpness in his eyes and the sharpness in his eyes was not an ordinary crop. What the old man can have.

Mo Jiaqiang raised his head subconsciously and saw the old man in front of him, his face instantly turned pale: "Sanshu Gong! You, how are you here?"

San Shugong glared at Mo Jiaqiang, and then turned back, the sharp eyes like the falcons swept indifferently on Nangong Liuyun and Su Luo's faces.

At this moment, Su Luo has already taken off his mask, so his peerless look fell into the eyes of Sanshu Gong.

Sanshu Gong frowned more tightly: "Who are they?!"

Mo Jiaqiang quickly explained: "These two officials came from afar, and came to our Mojia Village all the way up the river,