The city was full of controversy. If Wu Zheng failed to succeed in the Northern Expedition, the Mo family would become the sacrifice for Wu Zheng's failure.

But Mo Zhongnian was not moved at all, and firmly followed Wu Zheng's oral statement at that time and implemented the plan step by step.

In fact, what Wu Zheng mentioned at that time was really not a conspiracy, but an open conspiracy.

The bet is not the success or failure of the war, but the hearts of the people.

People's hearts are repeated, suspicious, and very complicated.

There may be a turning point at any time, and no one can really control it.

Mo Zhinian also encountered difficulties. The rich households in the city were rejected by Mo Zhinian. At the beginning of selling cheap grain in the official warehouse, not only did they not lower the price, but they even concentrated on buying cheap grain in the official warehouse.

Although this is expected, you can imagine the pressure that does not obsess with.

You know, this is the military ration for the Northern Expedition of Wu.

Until Wu Zheng's army was not bloody and restored Songjiang Prefecture, the official granary had already been exhausted. Although Songjiang Prefecture was not as short of food as Wu Shengzhaoshu, it was still unable to transport grain to Hangzhou City.

At that time, I didn’t think about the difficulties of riding a tiger, so I called a few sons to hold a family meeting.

Mo Zhinian said, "This is a big bet. If you win, you will make a fortune, and if you lose, you will lose all of it. In the future, you will inherit the Mo family business. How should you choose? I want to hear what you mean today, and you can speak freely."

Mo Zhinian was disheartened that his three sons chose to give up this plan.

His eldest son, the father of the stunning beauty Mo Yiqing, said here: "My father once taught his children that brothers should not put eggs in the same basket for businessmen. Although the Mo family is rich, putting the entire Mo family into Wu Zheng's basket, which is not big enough and not strong enough, isn't it contrary to what my father said back then? I hope my father thinks twice!"

His words attracted the brothers to agree.

Mo Zhinian's face remained unchanged, but his heart was cold to the bottom.

He suddenly realized that he had thought something wrong. After all, he was old and could only follow Wu Zheng for more than ten years at most. But how could the Mo family inheritance continue? If no one who could match his wishes takes over, then everything he did would probably be in vain.

After several thorough discussions with Wu Zheng, Mo Zhi knew Wu Zheng's nature very well. This young man was by no means guessed by age. His suspicion, fickleness, and decisiveness to repay kindness and revenge can almost be described as vengeance.

Now that I have been trying my best to assist me, one day, I will let go and return to heaven. Once the successor does the opposite, everything will be like a mirror, water and moon, not only will it not bring honor to the Mo family, but it will cause death.

At this moment, Mo Zhong was shaken. He thought about whether he should have put the eggs in multiple baskets as the eldest son said.

But at this moment, a clear voice came, "The intention of grandfather saying that he would not put the eggs in the same basket is nothing more than the risk of differentiation. But grandfather also said that the shopping mall is like a battlefield. Since it is a battlefield, it can be seen that the situation of the war changes rapidly. If the same method encounters different situations, he should naturally change the response methods."

Mo Zhong's eyes suddenly lit up.

His eldest son scolded, "Qing'er, this is not something that your daughter should interrupt. Don't say that your grandfather is indulging you on weekdays, you can be unscrupulous and be stubborn in front of your father!"

Mo Zhinian raised his hand to stop him and said, "According to etiquette, Qing'er really has no right to interrupt, but today I asked her to hide behind the screen, so she is qualified to speak."

The eldest son hurriedly said, "Father, the courtesy cannot be abolished?"

Mo Nian said leisurely: "What kind of ritual?"

"The etiquette of heaven, earth, king, parents and teachers, and the etiquette of the regularity."

"I am your father. Why do you argue against me like this?" Mo Zhennian retorted with a little sarcastic sarcastic retort, "Besides, I asked Qing'er to listen to the screen today. In addition to spoiling this girl, there is another reason."

"Please tell me clearly, my father."

"Qing'er has already promised Wu Zheng, that's the Wu family. It's not an exaggeration for her to listen as the Wu family?"

The eldest son immediately retorted: "Father, this is the Mo family discussing matters!"

Mo Jienian said: "Although it is a matter of the Mo family, it is related to the covenant between the Mo family and Wu Zheng."

All the sects were speechless.

Mo Zhengan turned around and said, "Qing'er, what else do you want to say? You might as well say it in detail."

Mo Yiqing bowed to Mo Zhen, then blessed her father and uncles, and then whispered: "The brave will win when they meet on a narrow road. Although the grandson does not understand military affairs, grandfather, father and uncles must understand this principle. The Mo family is indeed risky to assist Wu Zheng with the power of their family, but the reward is beyond expectations. The so-called gains and losses must be gains and gains. If the Mo family gave up halfway at this time, it would not only be a matter of losing credibility, but would establish a strong enemy. Now, the three prefectures in Hangzhou, Jiaxing and Songjiang are all under the control of Wu Zheng. How can the Mo family resist Wu Zheng's anger?"

Don’t be obsessed with rubbing your beard and nodding, and look leisurely.

Mo Yiqing continued: "Originally, grandson shouldn't have spoken, but when he thought of his grandfather's teachings to his grandson on weekdays, he even thought of the future honor and disgrace of the Mo family. The grandson said nonsense, hoping that grandfather, father and uncles will not be guilty."

After saying that, another blessing slowly hid in a glass screen behind.

Mo Zhinianfu Xu sighed: "The Mo family has a successor."

The eldest son said anxiously: "Father, Qing'er is just a child."

Mo Zhinian glared at the old man, "I have taught you since I was a child, but you are not as insightful as Qing'er today. What is the value of businessmen? What is faith?"

All the sects were speechless.

"But what you are worried about is not without reason." Mo Zhinian closed his eyes and thought.

The monks looked happy.

Mo Zhinian suddenly opened his eyes and said, "In this way, I will give you 100,000 taels each. You can go anywhere to operate it for five years. When you come back, those who earn more than two cents of silver will win, and you can inherit the Mo family business."

When the sons heard this, they were confused and the eldest son said, "My father controls the economic power of Hangzhou Prefecture. Now it is the time when the Mo family uses people. You are sending your children and brothers out for business..."

Mo Jie Nian said sternly: "Who said that eggs should not be placed in the same basket? I am now a measure to resolve risks. As long as you wait for your brothers to be dispersed in the world, no one can uproot the Mo family. Why, do you want to disobey my decision?"

"The boy dare not."

That night, Mo Ming left his granddaughter Mo Yiqing.

"Qing'er, you're talking about it. Now that the rice and grain of Hangzhou's official warehouse are exhausted, should the Mo family use grain storage and continue to sell at a low price?"
Chapter completed!