Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 353 Don't Miss This Opportunity
Silly music?

How could this little thing use the word stupid on him?

But Mo Xiaowan didn't care about Mr. Mou's dark face at all, he rushed over to hold his hand, and opened the curtain with the other hand, pointing outside.

"Wow, look over there, there are so many people around, that person's couplet must be very well written."

Mo Xiaowan tilted his head, and blinked his big watery eyes.

"Uncle Xuanyuan, the palace also wants to buy the right one for Chinese New Year, right? Let's go and have a look, okay?"

In fact, these common affairs of the palace are handled by someone.

But the little thing's coquettish tone, a little coquettish, a little soft, dripped into his heart like water, turning into soft fingers.

There is absolutely no way to refuse her interest in joining in the fun.

Xuanyuanchen hummed lightly, as a response to him.

What are you waiting for?
Mo Xiaowan's brows and eyes were full of smiles. During this period of time, he had achieved a little success in lightness kung fu, and besides, there were people coming and going on the street, and the carriage was moving slowly.Before Xuanyuanchen ordered the coachman to stop, he pulled him out of the carriage together, tiptoed, and landed on the ground in an elegant posture.

Mo Xiaowan originally dragged Xuanyuanchen to squeeze in front of the stall on the east side where the most people were.

"Master Mo is here!"

"Ah, it's Mr. Mo!"

"Quick, quick, don't miss this opportunity!"

Before she could react, a gust of wind blew past her, and the people around her kept flowing, abandoning the crowded east stall, and rushing towards the west stall like the wind.

Next to him is Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo, who is calling for the mountains and seas.

"Mr. Mo, I am willing to pay ten taels of silver for a pair of couplets!"

"My lady offers 50 taels!"

"My master offered 100 taels..."

Who is this Mr. Mo?
Mo Xiaowan looked sideways at the omnipotent Xuanyuanchen, but he also had doubts in his eyes, as if he didn't know such a number one person existed.

That's weird, where is he from?

A pair of couplets created a bidding mode, not to mention a high price of 100 taels. Listening to the shouts from the surrounding mountains, it seems that there is a faint upward trend.

Mo Xiaowan couldn't help being a little curious, and tugged Xuanyuanchen's sleeve.

"Uncle Xuanyuan, do you want to go and have a look?"

"Ok!"

Xuanyuanchen also wanted to know why there was a mysterious Mr. Mo in the capital recently?
Never heard of this character.

Judging by the popularity, it seems to be a matter of recent days.

"Fathers and folks, my son's calligraphy is hard to come by. He went to Beijing to find his relatives and rushed to the exam and used up all the money... It's still the old rule. The writing is better than my son's. My son sells himself as a slave..."

"Quick, little brother, don't tremble, my master is still waiting for me to buy the couplet back."

"Yes, yes, my lady is willing to pay 100 taels of silver."

"No one can write better than Mr. Mo, let's start..."

Hearing these discussions, Mo Xiaowan squeezed into the crowd, very unconvinced.

She didn't believe it anymore, even if someone's handwriting was better than her master's, could it be better than Uncle Xuanyuan's?
Mo Xiaowan tugged at Xuanyuanchen's sleeve again, raised his head, and looked at him.

There are quite a few talented and educated young masters in the capital, but the onlookers even booed and said that they are not as good as Mr. Mo.

Xuanyuanchen also became curious!

Seeing Mo Xiaowan's twinkling eyes, he knew what she meant.

So Xuanyuanchen used some internal strength to push aside the crowd, and squeezed in while protecting Mo Xiaowan.

Just looking at the scholar, Mo Xiaowan finally understood why there are so many people gathered in front of this simple bookstall?
Why do you automatically keep a short distance from this scholar, separated by a small world, when you are surrounded by this humble bookstall?

(End of this chapter)