Chapter 54: Curious Baby Mo Qingqing

readx; Chapter 54 Curious baby Mo Qingqing

Many days had passed since Mo Qingqing opened her eyes and saw the light again, and the first thing she saw was Murong Mo's attentive face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"I'm not dead?" She muttered to herself, "Or Murong Mo, you also went to heaven with me?" ā€

Murong Mo was concentrating on writing the couplet: "You like me to die so much." ā€

Mo Qingqing rolled her eyes, that's right.

Murong Mo seemed to know what she was thinking, and his good-looking eyebrows trembled and said, "Then it is difficult for the emperor to get his wish." ā€

Mo Qingqing almost choked to death from her own saliva, coughed a few times to get better, and she asked, "Why didn't I die." ā€

Murong Mo took the ink on the table and said, "I don't know." ā€

Although his white hands were holding black ink, their hands were not dirty at all, and Mo Qingqing wanted to pinch his hands when he looked at them.

She focused her attention on the couplet beneath Murong Mo.

"Min'an Guotai is in a prosperous era, and the wind and rain are happy to celebrate the Chinese New Year." Mo Qingqing couldn't force him to read, how could this man's words be so good-looking, Mo Qingqing couldn't help but lean over, pull the Spring Festival couplets over a little, and pull them over a little more, so that they could appreciate it carefully.

"Your Majesty, are you so tossed to let Weichen write like this?" A good Spring Festival couplet was pulled like this by Mo Qingqing, and Murong Mo didn't want to say anything, he raised his head and saw Mo Qingqing staring at him...... The eyes of the word are strange.

Mo Qingqing sneered, let go of his claws, and let Murong Mo hurriedly finish writing another Spring Festival couplet.

Something suddenly occurred to her: "What is today's holiday?" ā€

Murong Mo wrote another one before answering her: "Emperor, tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve." ā€

"That ......"

Before she could say anything, Murong Mo stood up and threw her a particularly large bag: "Today we will go to Cangzhou, the matter here has almost been solved, and I have already let my subordinates send out the plague medicine, and the problem now is Cangzhoucheng's internal problems." ā€

It is also said that Cangzhou City is a particularly mysterious city in Mo Qingqing's opinion, and he doesn't know what happened inside.

In fact, the city of Cangzhou is similar, and the plague is raging.

Here he has already opened a culvert of the river to the outside, and there will be no flooding next time.

When leaving, the villagers of the two villages saw each other off, and Mo Qingqing didn't know how to ~ meaning.

"This time it's a big problem." Mo Qingqing lazily nestled on the chair and smiled happily.

said that she would be able to go back if she managed the river well.

Murong Mo instantly poured a basin of cold water on her: "Your Majesty, Weichen found out that you have been playing soy sauce in this matter." ā€

Mo Qingqing: "......" if it weren't for the damn plague.

The carriage was very stable, and she easily fell asleep while sitting in the carriage.

When the carriage began to bump again, she woke up, Murong Mo beside her didn't know when he had taken the driver's place, driving a horse through the crowd, tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, there are so many people in the morning.

Because of the large number of people, the carriage was very slow, and it took half a day to arrive at a small inn, and a person came out of it, nodded to Murong Mo, and Murong Mo knew it, waved his hand and said, "Let's go." ā€

This is Murong Mo's people, who have booked a room here and waited for them a long time ago.

Mo Qingqing threw the big bag in her hand into the room and came out, there were so many people today, and her curiosity was also opened, how could she not go to play on such a lively day.

However, Murong Mo followed.

Mo Qingqing felt that he had been hurt by ten thousand points.

Since last time, Mo Qingqing has decided not to go to the street with Murong Mo or anything, and he may be regarded as a broken sleeve on the road, and Murong Mo is a ...... It's just boring.

Although he smiled as warm as jade now.

"Say okay, when the time comes, you go yours, and I'll go mine." On the street, Mo Qingqing said unceremoniously.

Murong Mo didn't say anything after a while, Mo Qingqing was also used to his kind of character, so he left a sentence and ran away after gathering here for an hour.

That's right, she ran away, and she really couldn't stand the eyes of people on the side of the road.

Murong Mo smiled, and walked in the direction of the vegetable market, and the secret guards around him had to follow when they saw it, Murong Mo waved his hand: "You all go to the emperor's side, she is playful, and said that she will gather for an hour and estimate that she will not come back for two hours." ā€

"Yes." The Dark Guard's voice was low, and he disappeared into the crowd.

Of course, Mo Qingqing couldn't notice that there were already a lot of Murong Mo's secret guards behind her, and she was still walking around the stall without anyone else, bargaining with the vendors, although she had a lot of silver on her, she couldn't use it indiscriminately.

Yes, she is the thrifty girl.

The stall owner looked at Mo Qingqing like a neuropath, a big man picking and choosing in this kind of stall. Maybe he had been looking at it for too long, but Mo Qingqing looked up and saw the boss's eyes.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

She hurriedly said: "These seem to be more in line with the taste of the little sister." ā€

Kudos to yourself for being witty.

She bought a lot of things, from mirrors to gold, silver, copper, and iron hairpins, from sugar people to sugar gourds, Cangzhou was almost all over the place for her.

The only impression she has of this place now is that the prices are high and the things are poor.

A copper hairpin actually sells for a tael of silver, Mo Qingqing wants to say why don't you go to the bank to rob it?

The bustling streets are full of people, but not many people buy.

She took the strap and looked at the time, an hour and two quarters of an hour, and there seemed to be someone crowded there in front of her.

Mo Qingqing also squeezed in.

The two tables are placed flat there, and each table is covered with a large sea bowl, and the pattern and enamel on the sea bowl are very good, do you want to sell the bowl?

Then I heard the stall owner's hoarse voice like a broken gong and drum: "Come on, come on, buy big and buy small, bet." ā€

It turned out to be gambling.

Mo Qingqing has never seen ancient people gambling, and I used to see people gambling in novels, but the gambling was much more intense than in modern times.

Her curious baby also stayed, and took out a copper plate from her pocket and pressed it on the table: "I'll press small." ā€

There were three dice in the sea bowl, and I saw a person holding the sea bowl and shaking it a few times before opening it, and the three dice were all a little bit on it.

"Alas......" sighed beside him, Mo Qingqing was happy, and a large handful of silver was in hand.

But the joy was also three minutes of joy, and it didn't take long for someone to shout: "Hurry up, the people from the yamen are coming." ā€

Although gambling is not prohibited in the Great Dragon Dynasty, it must not be too blatant.

A large group of people ran away in the shape of birds and beasts, and there were a small half of them with a confused face, and Mo Qingqing was included in the small half of the people.

What's the situation?!

More than a dozen officials in the yamen grabbed people and left, and Mo Qingqing was held by a big hand.

To be continued......