Deng Yuanshan saw Mu Qing kicking the white snake into his arms, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "That's just for you to see, if you take it, take out the silver first." ”

Mu Qing couldn't help but be speechless, took out a string of copper plates from his sleeve and threw it over, wrinkled his nose and said, "Look at your stinginess." ”

"My brother still settles accounts." Deng Yuanshan counted the copper plate clearly, picked it up, looked at Mu Qing and said lightly.

Mu Qing looked at his appearance of not being ashamed but proud, but he lost his voice, snorted and continued to turn around to find a book.

Deng Yuanshan got up and walked to his side: "What are you looking for?" ”

"Pavilion Essays, where do you remember?"

Deng Yuanshan knew this book, and the pavilion referred to the official office in charge of books and the compilation of national history in the current dynasty, and also referred to the Hanlin Bachelor. The pavilion essay is recorded in the poems of the Hanlin scholars, because they are all talented poets, and the poems included in them are not only the past, but also the poems of the current Hanlin scholars. But few people read it, after all, it is not a classic and it is not beneficial to scientific research, so naturally no one pays attention to it.

After thinking about it carefully, Deng Yuanshan remembered that it was stored in the annals of history, so he stood on tiptoe and searched for it in the top row. Mu Qing could only stare dryly, who made him not fit enough, he couldn't reach it at all.

Deng Yuanshan's memory is not bad, and it didn't take long to find it. He took out the brick-like book and placed it on the table. Because no one had flipped through it for a long time, there was a layer of ash on it, so Mu Qing picked it up and walked to the window and blew it, then drained it with a handkerchief, and then took it back again.

Pulling out the chair, Mu Qing pushed aside all the classics on the table, sat on the chair with the "Pavilion Essays" in his hand, and then opened it and read it carefully.

"What are you looking for?" Deng Yuanshan was a little curious.

When Mu Qing heard this, he looked up at him with a light expression: "I'm looking for a blockbuster opportunity." ”

One morning, Mu Qing threw himself on the book, and when it was time to eat at noon, Annu brought food over, and Mu Qing stopped reading it.

Rubbing your eyes and stretching, the food that has been put on the table exudes an extremely tempting aroma. Deng Yuanshan was already sitting at the table and looking at the table full of dishes and smiling from ear to ear, and said to An Nu vigorously: "Mu Gongzi is afraid that he will have to study here with me in the future, and he will have lunch in the future...... Prepare one more person. ”

"Give money for food, or I won't give you food." Mu Qing walked over slowly, pulled Annu to sit down, and then stretched out his hand to Deng Yuanshan.

Who knows, Deng Yuanshan's expression was solemn, and he said righteously: "You and I are both scholars, and our friendship is extraordinary, and talking about money hurts feelings." ”

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When Mu Qing and Annu returned home together, it was already night.

The night was dark, Annu lit the charcoal basin, Mu Qing lit the red candle, and the room became warm in a short time.

"It was snowing this time last year," Annu tilted her head to look at the dark night sky as she closed the window, "I remember when I first came to serve my master, who took me out to build a snowman, but I was driven back not long after." ”

At that time, Mu Qing was not the current Mu Qing, so he didn't speak.

Annu muttered to the window, "Why isn't it snowing?" Today's dry cold dry cold. ”

Mu Qing sat at the table sipping tea and said nothing.

There is no snow, not only now, but not all winter. There will be a big drought in the coming year, and there will not be even a drop of rain. Mu Qing's eyes darkened, this was a natural disaster, he couldn't help it...... There may be a way to alleviate it, but in the end, it depends on the opportunity.

When he came back from the library, Mu Qing brought a book, not the thick "Pavilion Essay" that can kill people, but a copy of "Lang Jun's Travels". The first half is in Khitan script, and the second half is a Chinese character translation.

Anu took it to see, Mu Qing thought he couldn't understand it, but how did he know that Annu just picked it up and looked at it, and he looked very serious.

"Do you understand?" Mu Qing roasted his hands next to the charcoal basin, and then sat down next to Annu and asked.

Annu raised his face, looked at Mu Qing and blinked: "I can understand, but the words here are a bit difficult, and you have to read slowly to understand." ”

His Anu always has something new to offer, always ready to scare him. Mu Qing raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and pointed at a random word, Annu said it and went to the back to face it, but he didn't expect it to be really right.

"You really know!" Mu Qing's eyes widened in surprise, he remembered that Annu clearly couldn't even recognize all the Chinese characters at the beginning, "Where did you learn it?" ”

"I don't know, it seems to be when I was a child, but I can't remember." Anu lowered her eyebrows slightly, her voice was low and glutinous, very quiet, but plain and distressing. Mu Qing didn't ask him about when he was a child, and Annu didn't mention it, it was not good to think about it, otherwise a young man who looked so good-looking and smart would not be committed to being a slave.

Mu Qing patted him, thoughtfully stopped asking, and approached Annu with a smile: "I used to teach you to read and write, but now Annu teaches me well?" ”

Annu frowned, her good-looking face wrinkled together. He had never been a teacher, and teaching his master was a transgression in itself. However, Annu never refused, so he nodded.

Mu Qing smiled, and then took the book to look at. Anu stood up and walked behind him, stretched out his hand to split Mu Qing's hair, and carefully combed it with a comb, the comb was horned, the comb teeth were very thin, and Annu gently tied the knots between the silks. Mu Qing held the book and looked left and right by the candlelight, and muttered silently: "This Khitan script looks very strange, I look at every word that looks similar." ”

"What does the master do when he learns Khitan Chinese?" Annu combed her hair and tied Mu Qing's hair loosely with a hairband on the side.

Mu Qing stretched his waist and said, "It won't be long before I have to fight with the Liao, and it doesn't hurt to learn something before this." ”

"Oh." Annu's reaction was calm.

Mu Qing looked back at him, this matter was originally said by him in passing, because it was written like this in the original book. And Annu's reaction was unexpected: "Isn't Annu worried? ”

An Nu also looked at Mu Qing, and his eyes were meek and light. His heart is very small, as long as Mu Qing is well, he will not ask for anything else. Wars, wars, this kind of thing has officials and soldiers in the court to worry about, Annu doesn't care, just live his own life, his life is always simple.

"Worried about what?" Annu smiled and reached out to help Mu Qing take his coat, "The master is fine, I am also fine, there is nothing to worry about." By the way, master, I'll scramble an egg tomorrow morning, do you want to eat wonton or soy milk? ”

Mu Qing stared at him for a while, then curled the corners of his lips, with a hint of gentleness in his eyes: "Let's want, put more meat, and don't eat carrots." ”