Seeing that it was the end of the year and Chinese New Year's Eve, even if the weather was cold, it still couldn't stop people's jubilant enthusiasm.

Most of the people of the Zhou Dynasty like to be lively, no matter how the year goes, they must be willing to toss out a little bit at the end of the year and the beginning of the year. Firecrackers and fireworks have always been controlled by the government, and because there is gunpowder in them, they can only be released during the Chinese New Year. The Guizhou Mansion has been peaceful and happy all the year, and the government is also happy to have fun with the people, and this year it has released fireworks earlier than usual.

"The sun is good today, master, I'll scoop the quilt and go out to dry." Annu put the food on the table, and then went to the inner room to take out Mu Qing's quilt.

Mu Qing looked at the small Annu holding the heavy quilt, shaking it a little cute, he couldn't help but smile, and looked down at the rice bowl in front of him.

In the bowl is a very soft porridge, accompanied by finely chopped pickles, drizzled with sesame oil and sprinkled with sesame seeds, which looks very tempting. But no matter how tempting it is, he can't help but eat a meal every day, Mu Qing touched his stomach, he hadn't seen oil and water since the wind and cold, and now he wanted to take down and roast even if he saw the sparrows on the tree.

"It's almost the New Year, should we buy some meat to stew and eat?" Mu Qing drank the porridge with pickles, wiped the corners of his mouth and said to An Nu in the courtyard, "My illness is almost better, this white porridge and pickles...... Let's stop. ”

Annu beat the quilt with a rattan made of bamboo, and after listening to Mu Qing's words, he stopped his movements, and scooped the rattan into the house: "Yes, it's twenty-eight today, it's time to buy something." ”

Mu Qing smiled: "The sun is good today, I'll go out and take a look, and come back by the way to buy some things." ”

Due to the many things in the past few days and Mu Qing's illness, there is indeed not much food left at home. The wind and cold healed, and Mu Qing, who could only eat clear soup and little water, also felt that his mouth was very light, so he thought about buying some meat to come back and make up for it.

Annu surrounded Mu Qing tightly with a thick fox fur cloak, and wanted to go out with him, but Mu Qing said that he still had to go to Deng Yuanshan's library to have a look, so he didn't let Annu follow. An Nu stopped covering his hands on the stove and baked it hot, stuffed it into Mu Qing's hands, and then sent him out the door.

Mu Qing carried some loose silver in his arms, pulled up his collar, but did not go to the market, but turned his head and went in the opposite direction.

He had only heard Deng Yuanshan mention the place where Du Luo was talking, but he had never seen it, so he could only ask as he walked. Duro's storytelling stall seems to be very famous, and it didn't take long for Mu Qing to find it after asking people.

Although it was early in the morning, the Douro had already opened. A table, a few benches, spread out deep in an alley near the base of the city wall. When Mu Qing went, there were already a lot of people gathered there. Most people don't have seats, they just stand there and listen, Mu Qing can't see it on tiptoe, he rolls his eyes, and shamelessly uses his age advantage.

"Uncle and aunt, I can't see ......"

Mu Qing is small, and he is surrounded by Annu for the inner and outer three layers, look at this is clearly like a round small velvet bag, half of his face is buried in the fox fur collar, his voice is muffled, and there is a sense of grievance when he looks at it.

There are still those people who are not uncommon, touch this and that, and those bold little girls simply pinched Mu Qing's face, Mu Qing endured it, and squeezed all the way to the front.

Du Luo, dressed in a cyan robe, stood behind the table, his extremely handsome face was light and gentle, handsome and straight, and his eyebrows were like ink. At this time, it is the legend of the white snake, just to the first place of the West Lake Broken Bridge, the jade-like sound is slightly undulating, compared to the flowing clouds are too soft, compared to the ancient road is too far, such as the flowing water is clear and insignificant, with such a face, it is really difficult to describe.

Mu Qing retracted his eyes and looked around, but saw that many girls were fascinated by what they heard.

I heard the little girl next to him who had just pinched his face muttering in a low voice: "If that Xu Xiansheng is as handsome as Mr. Du, even if he wants to cultivate Lei Feng in the Golden Mountain, he will die without regrets." ”

Mu Qing didn't listen anymore, but got his head out of the fox's fluff, and Du Luo naturally noticed him, after all, in a bunch of adults, it was difficult not to pay attention to such a round thing.

At the moment of looking at each other, Mu Qing clearly saw Du Luo's face stiffen, and the paper fan in his hand trembled slightly. Mu Qing smiled, with the innocence unique to children, and then separated from the crowd and went out to sit in the tea shop on the side and wait.

Sure enough, in just half an hour, Du Luo collected the stalls, ignored the scattered tables and chairs, and strode towards Mu Qing.

"I know you sent this." Douro didn't beat around the bush, and after sitting down, he directly took out a bag and put it on the table.

Mu Qing looked at him and smiled, but he gently untied the burden. Inside, there were neatly bound books, Mu Qing scooped them up, and turned his hand slightly, and saw that the pages of those books were worn differently. The strictest zhòng is the top one.

Pavilion essays.

"There are so many words in this novel, Brother Du doesn't concentrate on studying, but this book written by those officials and bachelors reads it so diligently, Brother Du, it's inevitable that he is not dedicated." Mu Qing looked at him, and his face, which was still a little immature, was shallow and inappropriate for his age.

Du Luo frowned slightly, as if he was a little embarrassed after being broken, and he didn't say a word.

Mu Qing pushed the teacup aside, scooped up the pavilion essay, flipped through the pages, and then stopped at one page. He looked at Du Luo, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly: "I know that Brother Du is a gentleman, if I am separated from others, I will buy it with silver, and tempt it with interests, so there is no one who is not unimmorable, but since Brother Du is a gentleman, I will save that set." ”

"Mu Gongzi is smart." Du Luo said this, but he didn't look happy at all because of Mu Qing's words.

Mu Qing pushed the book forward and put it in front of Du Luo. Du Luo lowered his head, but what he saw was a piece of scripture and righteousness, and the author was Liu Shiren, a scholar of the official worship palace.

"I make a deal with Brother Du, if it happens, you may be able to wash away the grievances of fraud, if not, it's a big deal, it's a board, and I'll pay you for the medical expenses." Mu Qing held his chin and looked at Du Luo, curling the corners of his mouth and laughing.

Duro looked up at him, his handsome face was a little puzzled, and a little guarded: "What do you want?" ”

"The day after tomorrow, it will be a fireworks display, and there will be a Beijing official to attend." Mu Qing lit tea, wrote the word "Liu" on the table, and then looked at Du Luo with a smile, "Brother Du knows the characteristics of that adult's writing and temperament, if it is a blockbuster at that time, let that adult see your talent, and then it will be much easier to sue and turn over." ”

Duro's pupils shrank, and his hand in his sleeve clenched tightly.

He is different from Mu Qing, he has a family, relatives, and he was also a child of the family who had high hopes at the beginning, but because he was implicated in the fraud case, he had spent a lot of money in order to redeem him from the family, which was considered benevolent and righteous, so even if he was down so far, Douro never went back, for fear of losing face to his family.

As Mu Qing said, he doesn't love money or sex, but he only cherishes his reputation. Because he didn't, he thirsted even more.

The temptation was so great that even if it was a ten-year-old child sitting in front of him, Douro wanted to believe it, he wanted to try it.

A board, but also a future, worth it.

"You are the little two-dimensional father-in-law, since you know about this matter, why don't you make yourself famous, but you want to sue me?" Du Luo pursed his lips and looked at Mu Qing.

Mu Qing said with a smile: "I'm a low-key person, I never care about reputation, don't think of me as vulgar." ”

Douro pouted very inelegantly, obviously not believing half a word.

Mu Qing didn't care whether he believed it or not, scooped a few copper plates out of his arms and put them on the table as tea money: "I still hope that Brother Du will become famous in one fell swoop, but don't forget that the younger brother is." ”

"Why do you ask for such help from me?" Du Luo is not stupid, Du Luo has known this person since Mu Qing found him, one is not greedy for his appearance, and the other is not like his talent, this person wants to use his deliberate on his face clearly, and he does not hide it at all.

Mu Qing retracted his hand into his cloak, hugged the stove, and his voice was unique to a young man: "I will give you fame, you will be my mouthpiece, you will not be able to lose it." ”

"What if I don't say yes?"

Mu Qing smiled, and put on a furry cloak that couldn't be said to be cute: "You will agree." ”

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Five catties of pork, Mu Qing wasted his strength before bringing it home.

opened the door with his shoulder, and when he looked up, he saw Deng Yuanshan standing in front of him. Mu Qing was startled, and directly picked up the pork in his hand. Deng Yuanshan's flexible dodge avoided the tragedy of being slapped in the face by raw pork.

"Mu Gongzi, my clothes are newly made, and I can't wear them if they get dirty." Deng Yuanshan looked at his sleeves carefully, the clothes were luxuriously tight, quite a low-key luxury feeling, Deng Yuanshan said very rarely while looking at his clothes.

Mu Qing also calmed down, snorted lightly, and was a little disgusted: "Looks like a fan of money." ”

Deng Yuanshan narrowed his eyes: "I came this time to give Mu Gongzi a dividend, I know that Mu Gongzi is generous, you see that I am a poor family who has lost his business, so he simply gave it to me." ”

"Isn't this Mr. Deng? Come in, come in, stand at the door. Mu Qing's face was full of spring light, and he smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth.

Deng Yuanshan raised his chin slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Didn't someone call me a wealth fan just now?" I don't think I'm welcome. ”

Mu Qing's face straightened, his face was stern, and he was dangling the pork around: "Who!" Who said that Brother Deng is a fan of money! Brother Deng is obviously the most generous. ”

Deng Yuanshan also knew that Mu Qing would become such a virtuous person when he saw money, so he didn't bother to take care of him, and walked into the house.

Mu Qing sent the pork to the kitchen, washed his hands, and untied his cloak. The room was coaxed by the heat of the copper stove, Mu Qing was holding a cup of tea and drinking it happily, but his eyes were staring at Deng Yuanshan.

"What are you looking at?" Deng Yuanshan made her look uncomfortable.

Mu Qing gritted his teeth and smiled: "I'm looking at the God of Wealth." ”

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