Lonely king and the widowed woman

"Get down to business." Xiao Qian interrupted her, feeling the same.

"Well, I want to see mei'er." this time, Mo Jiu answered quickly.

But Xiao Qian only stared at her, "there are still two days to get married. Stop thinking."

Full of hope, he was poured with a ladle of cold water. The cold water was also salted. Mo Jiu stared at him for a long time without moving or talking. Xiao Qian looked at her and took out a turquoise porcelain vase from his arms and handed it to her.

"Burning some incense in the censer has the effect of calming the mind."

"Can't see, you're still a warm man?" Mo Jiu snorted, his anger didn't disappear, "but how do you know I can't sleep well?"

Xiao Qian was not warm and not angry. "The eye moss is thick enough to hit the instep of his feet."

That's wicked and insidious. Mo Jiu was a man of backbone, so she only took the tranquilizer and didn't say a word to Xiao LIULANG. She led aunt LAN back to her yard angrily. Where he couldn't hear, she took out all the 18 generations of Xiao's ancestors and gave them a good greeting.

She wanted to see mei'er as an excuse. It was Shen Shimao, the Kanmen elder who came up with the house to find "shiguzhai". Her appointment with Shen Shimao happened to be her wedding day. Up to now, the only way she can go to Zhaoji town with him is to continue to escape marriage.

She escaped several times and was a little tired.

But she doesn't want to compromise. Life is her own. No one can decide how to live for her. We've run out of ways. We can continue to think about it. If you compromise in your heart, you will be ruined. If her journey is a runaway journey, then she will escape beautifully once.

On this thought, Mo Jiu lay on the wall and thought for a long time.

Aunt LAN came over several times and wanted to coax her down, but she was "sad". Later, aunt LAN couldn't help climbing from the ladder to the wall, lying down beside her and comforted her: "girl, don't be sad any more, just two walnuts? We'll buy them next time."

"For walnuts?" Mo Jiu looked back at her. "You underestimate me too."

Aunt LAN pursed her lips, but Mo Jiu pulled her over, wiped her hair wet by rain and fog through her shoulder, and teased her faintly: "I'm thinking whether the God of food should come to Gu's house again. They don't give a confession now. How can I live on this day of two meals?"

Aunt LAN: "

After noon, mojiu went down the wall.

But walking around in the yard, she still wanted to go to the ancient Zhai.

Not only for the ancient tombs in Zhaoji Town, but also for Mo Wang.

When you go to shiguzhai, you can know the news of Mo Wang through Shen Shimao.

With Mohu, her success rate of escape is high.

So, with a can of salt baked chicken, mojiu went to Qianyuan building.

Xiao Qian is a strange man. He doesn't like to contact the Xiao family. This Qianyuan small building was built in the southeast corner of the government house. It is surrounded by a pure banana and bamboo forest. There is a water storage gap of about five meters outside, which separates the small building from Xiao house. It looks quiet and cold.

Xiao Qian didn't seem surprised by Mo Jiu's arrival. He sent Xue Fang to stop her by the stone bridge outside the small building and said that it was inconvenient to always meet her because of the incompatibility between uncle and sister-in-law. You can tell Xue Fang if you have anything to do.

"It's a big deal." Mo Jiu didn't like to see him, but said with a sad face: "I escaped that day and sold the jade handed down by my ancestors. Just now when I took a nap, my ancestors gave me a dream and said that if he didn't redeem it again, he would burn the Xiao family..."

Xue Fang went in and reported it. He came out soon.

He took a piece of jade in his hand and handed it to her, "the servant said, the jade has been redeemed for you."

Mo Jiu looked at the jade and had an impulse to spit blood, "how could he know?"

Xue Fang said, "if not, how could we find you on the riverbank?" speaking of this, Xue Fang seemed a little embarrassed and bowed his head before saying, "the envoy also said that he is not your ancestor. Don't recognize him."

"..." Mo Jiu stared, "what do you say?"

Xue Fang was very honest. "This jade is a gift for you. It's full of sister Mo's dowry."

"I'll tell you, it's worth two liang of silver. It's too in line with your servant's stingy style." Mo Jiu doesn't think it's embarrassing to be seen through. She looks around. He looks around and suddenly stretches his neck and yells, "brother Wangcai, come out quickly."

It was misty and rainy that day. Wangcai had dozed under the eaves. When he heard mojiu call it, he soon "howled" and shook his big tail and rushed out. He sprinkled joy around her and ran back and forth happily.

Mojiu happily stuffed a piece of baked chicken with salt in his mouth, "that's good. It's still my favorite brother CAI."

"Ouch!" the dog is not intelligent. He eats and is teased by Mo Jiu. He rolls excitedly.

Xue Fang looked at the mud with a headache and cried, "just washed, ancestors..."

Mojiu stuffed a piece of baked chicken with salt into Wangcai's mouth and smiled, "Xue Shitong, I'm also idle. Why don't I help your ancestors take a bath?"

On this day, it rained heavily in Chuzhou, and the raindrops in front of the eaves were like bead curtains.

In the bathing room dedicated to Wangcai, a small building in Qianyuan Dynasty, there was constant laughter and laughter. After about half a pot of tea, a little boy delivering water slept silently on the dog couch. Mo Jiu put on his clothes, left aunt LAN, secretly drilled out of the small building from the dog hole, the special channel of Wangcai, and came out of Xiao's house.

In the backyard of the small building, in a rain shelter with a gold medal plaque of "Purple coming from the East", Xiao Qian closed a book, revealing a thin rain and fog, looking at the green shirt that doesn't fit Mo Jiu... Hasn't moved for a long time.

"Envoy," Xue Fang whispered behind him, "why did you let her leave?"

Xiao Qianchang stood in the pavilion, his eyes dripping with rain and fog.

"One escapement and one vertical movement is called 'catching', two escapements and two vertical movements are called 'teasing', and three escapements and three vertical movements can be 'subdued'."

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The situation of shiguzhai was better than mojiu's guess, and it was still operating as usual. That is to say, Xiao Qian knew her whereabouts from here, changed back to jade, and didn't move it. It can also be understood that in Xie Bingsheng's case, the Mohist school was not greatly implicated. Then, Mo Wang should be fine.

But he's fine. Why don't you come to her?

She went in frowning, but Shen Shimao was not in the shop. A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old was dusting with a feather duster. When he saw her entering the door, he met her.

"What's the matter with Xiao... Xiao Lang?"

Mo Jiu said, "I'm looking for you, shopkeeper Shen."

The waiter frowned. "What do you call Xiao Lang?"

Mo Jiu glanced at him carelessly, stuffed the jade worth two liang silver into the small second-hand, and said seriously, "I said that the ninth master is looking for him."