I promise

Chapter 87
Tangning was a little surprised.

She didn't think of it as a business at all.Minggong caught her Xingzang and asked her for hallucinogenic medicine, even if it was Ming Suo, she had to give it.

Mu Dianke plans to pay her money?

Seeing Tangning's doubts, Mu Dian laughed and said, "Miss Tang, don't worry, your itinerary will not be leaked from Ming Palace."

Tang Ning is a rare talent, Tang Yinong will not let it go easily.Although she has escaped now, whether she will be found back in the future, or whether she will be in charge of the Tang Sect is unknown.It is not advisable to hold grudges.

A little money is nothing to Ming Gong, but it can easily turn this threat into a peaceful transaction and eliminate a potential enemy.Why not do it?
Now that Mu Dianke said that, Tangning stopped being polite.

She is an expert, but not an expert like Mei Longxue who doesn't understand everything.On the contrary, under Tang Yinong's intensive training, she is more sophisticated than her age in understanding the world.Bargaining is naturally not a problem: "'Zhu Yanxiao' is the secret medicine of the Tang Sect."

Mu Dian laughed: "No matter how secret the medicine is, there will always be a price. As long as Miss Tang doesn't lie to me, I will be taken advantage of."

There is no medicine that is not rumored.As long as she can afford the price, she can get it from Tangning, and Mu Cangping can get it from Tangmen.

Tangning stretched out a hand.

One hand with five fingers.Since Tangning made an offer, it wouldn't be as simple as 50 taels, 500 taels.

"Ten taels?"

Tangning nodded and said, "It can't be less."

Mu Dian laughed and said, "It's not expensive. May I ask Miss Tang, how do you pay the silver?"

5000 taels of silver was not much, and it was not much. It was obviously inappropriate to carry it into the Yiyouyuan swaggeringly.

Tangning said, "I want cash. Send it to Yiyouyuan today."

Mu Dianke was slightly startled: "In the name of donation?"

"It's a donation. I don't sell drugs."

Mu Dian was really surprised. He looked at Tangning for a moment, and his expression was a little silent.

Tang Ning said, "If Miss Si feels embarrassed, I can reduce the 5000 taels by 1000 taels. The condition is that Miss Si can't mention me when donating money."

When Xu Younan told Mu Dianke that Tangning was hiding in the Yiyouyuan in Changjiabao, Mu Dianke was really taken aback.

Who would have thought that the genius of Tangmen who dealt with poison and hidden weapons all day long would go to the orphanage to be a teacher.Get up early every day, clean the yard, teach the children to read and read, give them shoe soles, and use the extra grain to make maltose for the children.

Now it seems that what Xu Younan said is true.Tangning's heart was indeed tied to those children in Yiyouyuan.

Mu Dian laughed and said, "Tomorrow will be the limit, 1 taels of silver. The extra 5000 taels is right as I will do my part for Miss Tang."

Tangning is not someone who has never seen the world, and she knows that a person like Mu Dianke cannot have good intentions for no reason.Therefore, Mu Dianke's overtures to Mu Dianke were very indifferent: "Then tomorrow."

When he reached the door, he turned around and said, "I thought you would ask me why I left Tang Sect."

Having said that, she naturally hoped that someone would ask.Mu Dianke said, "Why?"

Tangning said, "Because I'm tired. I'm tired of killing people. I'm tired of doing meaningless things."

Mu Dian didn't speak.

Tang Ning continued, "I have been called a genius since I was a child. I was always worried when I was bumped up. I was afraid that I would fall, and I was afraid that I would not be the genius they wanted. So I worked harder and more diligently than others. .Maybe, I am not a genius in the first place, but I just paid more than others. Miss Si, you are also a genius who was praised and raised since childhood, can you understand this feeling?"

Mu Dian didn't understand.Her childhood was bright and splendid, with five-flowered horses and pomegranate skirts, living a comfortable and wanton life.As for whether a child prodigy is not a child prodigy, she has never taken it to heart, so she naturally does not have Tangning's worries.

Tang Ning continued, "When I first learned to walk, I used to deal with hidden poison weapons. In order to prove that I am a genius, I kept developing new poisons and fighting with my brothers and sisters. Looking at each one alive Turning my life into dry bones in my own hands, I get satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment from it. I didn't know before...it was such a disgusting thing.

I have seen with my own eyes that dying lives were revived in front of my eyes, and I saw those weak lives being respected and revered.I also saw children in dirty clothes, because of a steamed bun, they regarded me as the closest and most trusted person... Since I was a governor, I was rarely moved by anything.The previous life was glorious and decent, not because I was so unhappy... But I always feel that I shouldn't live like that... I don't know how this feels, has Fourth Miss ever experienced it? "

Mu Dianke was silent for a moment, and said: "If Miss Tang is still in the Tang Sect at this moment, she will not have such emotion."

Tangning thought for a while and said, "That's true."

Turned around and walked out.

Mu Dianke leaned against the window and saw Tangning wearing no umbrella or bamboo hat, wearing coarse clothes, walking in the streets full of oil paper umbrellas and silk umbrellas that bloomed like lotus leaves. Tough.

Tangning stopped in front of a grocery store across the street and bought a wooden tub and a broom.Standing at the door and talking to the boss for a long time, it should be a counter-offer.

Then she carried the basin and the broom into the gate of Yiyouyuan.

A flamboyantly dressed woman came out of Yiyouyuan, her face was covered with thick makeup and she held a light veil on her arm, she looked like a woman in Qinglou Dance Workshop.

Tang Ning chatted with the woman with a smile. Judging from the manner in which they spoke, they seemed to be very familiar with each other.The two stopped to chat for a while, and the woman boarded a light gauze sedan chair, and hurriedly merged into the stream of people under the misty rain.

Mu Dianke used to look down on those women who were not effective, but now he felt that he might not be much nobler than those people.

Maybe this woman came here with just three or two steamed buns and donated some needles and thread.Maybe she is in a hurry to rush to the market at this moment and is not good enough to sell, maybe the next moment she is earning money from some vulgar benefactor.

But her soul is much freer and cleaner than herself and most people in this world.

The smoke and rain are prepared for the ground, and the roof tiles are wet, and the willows on the street are wet.There are puddles of water accumulated on the bluestone slab, and when you step on it, it becomes a flower, splashing on the corner of the skirt, bringing the unique coolness and dampness of the south of the Yangtze River in this season.

Mu Dianke stepped on the water and walked across the long street, turned to another street, and entered an antique shop called Fuqi.

Because it was a rainy day, the business in the shop was deserted, and the owner rolled his sleeves, leaning against the counter and taking a nap.A sixteen or seventeen-year-old guy was setting up a stool and cleaning the dust accumulated on the cabinet.

I don't know how many times he wiped it, but the row of cabinets is obviously old, and it looks really bright and clean.

The little guy jumped off the stool, and greeted with a smile: "Guan Ke, come back soon? You can watch whatever you want, do you want to explain it to you?"

"I want a pre-Qin pottery bottle with a narrow mouth and a half-foot belly, preferably with carved flowers."

The young man's eyes flashed brightly, and he said with a smile: "Unfortunately, there are a lot of pottery in the small shop before the Qin Dynasty, but it is not like what the guest officer said. There are a few pieces from the Han Dynasty, and the craftsmanship is better than before the Qin Dynasty. It is much more delicate, is the guest officer interested?"

"What kind of fancy?"

"Two pieces, one with a human face and a beast, and one with grain offerings."

"no others?"

"I might arrive next month. Is the guest officer living in Gusu or traveling as a guest?"

"Keju. Just take those two pieces, show me."

"Master, please come with me."

After turning around the three cabinets, Mu Dianke reached out to get a clay pot with a human face and a beast pattern on it. When he loosened his fingers, a wax-sealed scroll fell into the pot.

(End of this chapter)