With a mask, you don't have to worry about revealing your true appearance, and after walking to Dawu Kyoto for more than ten days, the itinerary went smoothly and there have been no waves.

Mo Xiaohe has always wanted to find an excuse to get rid of his cousin Mo Daya and Xu Tietou, but the four of them have the same illness and are wanted, and their portraits have been increased from dozens of taels of silver all the way to a thousand taels.

Although the group is ready to move to Dayue in the future, they have not done anything, and they have to live with masks on their bodies, which is like rats crossing the street, and everyone wants to catch them for silver.

In the middle of the fourth lunar month, there was not a single rain in Kyoto, and the branches of the trees on the side of the street were seriously starved of water, wilting and drooping, curly, and not a little lifeless. The sun was like a fire, and the sweat droplets fell on the bluestone slabs, and in an instant, the traces of water were no longer visible.

From time to time, there are people in a hurry panting, hiding under the tree, a little to avoid the sun, every few tens of meters on the roadside, there is a tea shop, also overcrowded.

The prosperity of Dawu Kyoto does not need to be mentioned, it is different from the simplicity and heaviness of Dayue Kyoto, and the delicacy of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, whether it is the construction of the house, or the signboard on the side of the road, it is very complicated, the clothes of the people are colorful, especially the little ladies, the skirt corners and cuffs are embroidered, butterflies, flowers, clouds, bamboo leaves, look at the street, just like watching a fashion show.

Those little ladies took small steps, their bodies were light, although they were roasted by the sun, their skin was not black at all, they were sweating lightly, their faces were red, and they had more vivid beauty. Mo Daya touched her mask, and suddenly felt a little depressed, no matter how beautiful her face was, she couldn't change her background in the village, and temperament was innate, but she didn't, she always reminded herself to use small broken steps when walking, and if she was a little careless, she was beaten back to her original shape. There are too many beautiful women in Kyoto in Dawu, and Mo Daya feels that she can't be ranked, and the courtesy she received along the way can't be reflected at all, and she also rests thinking about having fun.

Although the mask can change the appearance, it is not without drawbacks, at least the weather is hot, it is normal to sweat a little when you go out for a walk, several people's faces are dry, not even a little flush, if you look closely, you can see the difference.

In order to cover up, Mo Xiaohe took a sun umbrella and took her cousin Mo Daya to visit two jewelry shops.

"Little sister, what do you think of this set of wishful longevity locks?"

Mo Daya selected with great interest, Dayue craftsmen can't create such quality, and soon her little nephew Erzhuang will be born, as an aunt, she can't be stingy with anything.

Because of being wanted, Mo Daya cleverly hid Mo Xiaohe's name, she picked and chosen, and when she didn't respond for a long time, she saw that her cousin was in a daze, pestle in the corner like wood.

"It's pretty."

Mo Xiaohe came back to her senses, her mother-in-law mentioned that she had a small courtyard with two entrances in Kyoto, and she had just inquired, and it was not too far from here. A few months have passed, Mo Xiaohe is still a little worried in her heart, and she doesn't know what her mother-in-law's life has become.

casually perfunctory cousin, she still felt a little embarrassed, stroking her bulging lower abdomen, Mo Xiaohe was very helpless, but she had to find an excuse to separate from her cousin. The ugliness of the family must not be publicized, it must be covered up, and it cannot be difficult for her husband Gu Zheng.

"Little sister, come and see, which ones do you like, I, who is an aunt, always have to say something to Erzhuang."

Mo Daya took her cousin's hand, her heart softened, Xu Tietou said before that her cousin and his wife had important matters and wanted to separate from them for a while, she wanted to ask carefully, but she couldn't ask anything. In her heart, it was like grass growing in her heart, Mo Daya was curious, and she had the heart to ask Mo Xiaohe, and felt that it might be an important matter, after all, she herself was not the daughter of the Mo family, maybe it involved the problems of the Mojia people, and it was inconvenient for her to know. Mo Daya thought that in the past, there was a moment of melancholy, but it was only a moment. After she experienced life and death, she could have a husband like Xu Tietou, and God was already very kind to her, and people can't be content when they live.

Until her cousin said goodbye to herself, Mo Xiaohe couldn't come back to her senses, she glanced at Gu Zheng, and hesitated in her heart, could it be that her careful thoughts were discovered?

The two parties agreed to go to the black market every five days to spread the message, and as for when to leave Kyoto, they made another appointment.

According to Gu Zheng's thoughts, now that the two countries are at war, the world is in chaos, and it is inconvenient to toss back and forth, if the situation continues to be so deadlocked, he will consider buying an industry in Kyoto, and wait for his own lady to give birth.

"Husband, cousin, why did they leave?"

Mo Xiaohe was confused, the group had just arrived in Kyoto for a day, and she thought that she would have to wait at least a few days before making an excuse to bring it up, who expected that the other party would not use her.

"In the early years, several of our brothers lived in the countryside on the outskirts of Beijing."

Xu Tietou is good at drilling camps, and has made a lot of friends, everyone is a life and death dart, and the accumulated money will not be spent in this life, and he will not be shallow to betray people for the yamen's thousand taels of silver, so Gu Zheng is very relieved. It was not early now, he took his baggage, drove the carriage straight to the small courtyard of the second wedding lady mentioned by Mrs. Gu, and saw Mama Yang at the door.

"Mama Yang!"

The alley is dark and dark, it is very cool, and the doors of the neighbors seem to be open in the alley next door, and there are only one or two families around.

Mo Xiaohe forgot that he was wearing a mask, got out of the carriage and greeted Mama Yang, scared the other party a lot, quickly closed the door, and asked in a cautious tone, "Who are you?" In the past few days, Mama Yang has been accompanying Mrs. Gu to the fire. She saw the notices posted in the yamen and downtown areas, especially Mrs. Gu, who said that she didn't believe that her son could kill people.

Gu Zheng is obviously the son of the high-ranking city lord, but he has suffered since he was a child, and he didn't have a good day, and he finally found his identity, but his son was stubborn and refused to return to Licheng. Mrs. Gu was helpless, but she couldn't say anything.

When Gu Zheng should enjoy the love of her father and mother the most, she was not there, she seemed to have no face, and she was not qualified to teach this son a lesson.

Mrs. Gu had a fire in her heart, she couldn't go up, she couldn't go down, she had a toothache for three days, and the whole family was gloomy. She worked hard to do embroidery, thinking that she could sell it for a few more money.

In fact, the family is really not short of a bite to eat, and there is still part of the dowry left by her father and mother in this yard, but Qingli doesn't want to rely on her dowry, she goes out early and returns late every day, guarding the grocery store, always thinking about letting her live a good life.

Not to mention Mama Yang, she was in a hurry to get on fire together, and she must go to the city gate every day to inquire about the news, thinking about how to find a way to get people out of the city if someone is caught, and now when she sees someone coming to the door, she trembles and doesn't dare to think nonsense.

"I'm Xiaohe."

Mo Xiaohe touched his face, and when he saw that there was no one around the alley, he directly tore off his mask, which made Mama Yang, who peeked through the crack in the door, startled again, and then, the door was opened, and Mama Yang burst into tears, "Young lady......"

"Just call me Xiaohe."

For the title, Mo Xiaohe is very uncomfortable, is there a young lady who has no subordinates around? She is used to being free, and she doesn't like anyone hanging around her, not at all, except for Gu Zheng, of course.

"Less...... Xiaohe, come in. ”

After speaking, Mama Yang peeked at Gu Zheng, and felt a little sad in her heart, if the young master didn't have that scar on his face, in the north, if he didn't charm thousands of little ladies, how could he have to endure hardships from being displaced!

Her eyes were sharp, and when she saw Mo Xiaohe's bulging lower abdomen, her eyes lit up all of a sudden! Mrs. Gu heard the sound of the door opening, walked out of the house, and stood in place in a daze, tears unconsciously flowing out.

From the northern land of Da Yue, to the capital of Da Wu, from the noble wife of the city lord to an ordinary woman, she has experienced too much, and after settling down, there is an unprecedented sense of satisfaction, even if there is no brocade clothes and food, but there is freedom, there are confidants, in this life, it is really worth it. The only son who couldn't rest assured, Gu Zheng and daughter-in-law Mo Xiaohe, appeared in front of her, Mrs. Gu couldn't help wiping her tears, she thought that her son would definitely look down on her and never appear again. Since the beginning of the year, she has been looking forward to it for two or three months, even if she knows that the road will be delayed for a long time, Gu Zheng can't come so early, she just can't help but look forward to it.

"Mother, I'm pregnant."

Mo Xiaohe changed her words, ordinary people, Guan mother-in-law is also called Niang, she is very eye-catching, and her name is smooth, in fact, she is very happy to see Mrs. Gu, no matter what Mrs. Gu has done, she is also one of Gu Zheng's few relatives, people are alive, even if they are not in front of them, it is also a thought.

"It's good, it's good......"

Mrs. Gu excitedly only muttered two words back and forth, and after reacting, she hurriedly poured tea and asked Mo Xiaohe and Gu Zheng to sit down and talk.

"Mother, we originally planned to leave after the New Year, but I got pregnant a few years ago."

Mo Xiaohe and her mother-in-law talked about homely things, and by the way, pointed out the reason why they didn't go on the road, and by the way, asked Mrs. Gu about their itinerary all the way. The other party did not encounter any hardships, all the way to Kyoto, and only stayed in the wilderness for one night.

After Mrs. Gu came to Kyoto, the three of them found the second courtyard. The barley was not in good health, and the three of them lived in a simple place, only Mama Yang occasionally went to buy vegetables and inquired about the customs of Dawu Kyoto.

Mrs. Gu didn't want Qingli to continue singing, so the family exchanged silver for a grocery store, Qingli went out early and returned late every day, busy with business, refused to invite a buddy, and did everything herself.

The mother-in-law is more than ten years older than the barley, almost the same as the mother and son, Mrs. Gu is declining, but the barley is still young. Mo Xiaohe was a little worried, with Mrs. Gu's age, it would be dangerous to have another child, not to mention that she had hurt herself.

The barley is young and impulsive, and he doesn't care about the heirs, so what about the future? Seeing that others have biological flesh and blood, can he not be envious? All these are existing problems and hidden dangers.

Perhaps, the so-called love is blind, the other party is worthless in the eyes of others, and it is good in his own heart.

"Look at this belly, it's going to be four or five months."

Mrs. Gu was very happy, and took Mo Xiaohe's hand and said non-stop. At present, the world is chaotic, it is better to stay, give birth in Kyoto, Mama Yang beside her has experience in delivering babies, and can also serve Mo Xiaohe's confinement, and then return to Dayue when the situation is stable. In Mrs. Gu's eyes, no matter how good Da Wu is, it is just a temporary place to avoid the limelight, and Da Yue is home, she thought for a moment and asked again, "By the way, how can there be portraits of you and Zheng'er at the city gate?" ”

"It's a long story, but it's really unlucky."

Mo Xiaohe didn't hide it, and said it again in 1510. Her luck, even if she goes to the temple to worship the Buddha, it is useless to add sesame oil and silver, God sees that her life is too smooth, so she finds some trouble.

If you want to clear your grievances, it is almost impossible to rely on your own strength. According to Mo Xiaohe's idea, as long as there are capable people willing to investigate, it is not difficult to find the murderer.

Xiang'er lived in Pucheng for a few days, all in the Qingyaju Inn, even if it is secret, who has been in contact with on weekdays, ask the shopkeeper, the man, and the surrounding tenants, you can always have a little impression.

The murderer is extremely cruel and perverted, not like a rogue case, it should be that he has a grudge against Xiang'er.

"I have a friend in Kyoto, so I might be able to help."

In the end, whether to find Wang Ze, Mo Xiaohe was a little hesitant, he was just doing a small favor at the beginning, I don't know if Wang Ze will remember, he only said that if the two of them go to Kyoto, they will definitely do their best to be the landlord, and they have not promised anything, in case this person is unreliable, they are equivalent to throwing themselves into the net.

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Xiaolian is segmented, I don't know why, some chapters are squeezed together again. Khan, change it a few times, it's still the same

This book was first published by Lewen, please do not reprint!