Chapter 42 Three bowls are not enough?

After returning to the capital, Mo Qingqing felt that the first thing must be to sort out the folds, she has been coming and going very ordinarily in the past few months.

According to the usual practice, she first looked for Murong Mo's letter, judging from the notices received in the past few days, Cangzhou will usher in a heavy precipitation again in a dozen days, and Cangzhou will be flooded again.

She was rummaging in the folds, looking at them one by one, but she didn't turn out Murong Mo's envelope.

It's strange, how can there not be a letter for so long?

She asked Qiu Yue: "Qiu Yue, Murong Mo hasn't heard from you in the past few days?" ”

Qiu Yue held her clothes and said, "It seems that so, I heard many people say that Murong Mo has not heard from him for more than ten days. ”

More than ten days? Mo Qingqing counted the days, wasn't it just a few days ago?

"If I remember correctly, Murong Mo brought a thousand people, and all of them are gone?"

"The slave doesn't know." Qiu Yue lowered her head and said, in fact, to be precise, since Mo Qingqing's Mo Qiang begged for help, Murong Mo has no shadow, and the people he brought with him seem to have disappeared.

Isn't it hard for him to worry about this guy? Mo Qingqing thought about it and called Mrs. Xie.

"Your Majesty." Mrs. Xie hit a Hache, coming back from such a far place in Qianling Kingdom, not to mention being called by the emperor just to deal with some backlog of things, he really wanted to retire early.

"Mrs. Xie, I want to go to Cangzhou." She lowered her voice and lay down in the fold pile.

She felt that Mrs. Xie would not agree.

"Cangzhou?" Mrs. Xie raised her head, "Is Murong Mo missing?" ”

Mo Qingqing was strange: "Taifu, how do you know?" ”

Mrs. Xie has known for a long time, and the notes on the flying pigeon biography are all written!

"Naturally, but are you sure you want to go to Cangzhou, Your Majesty? This is absolutely unacceptable, you know a lot of things these days, right? Taifu Xie looked solemn, "And tomorrow is going to be early, there are a lot of things backlogged, if the emperor doesn't go, many things will become very troublesome." ”

Mo Qingqing didn't know which tendon in her brain was abnormal, she said, "It's okay, it's okay, Taifu Xie, you can help with it, Taifu, I'll just go and take a look." ”

She was almost going to be coquettish and cute, anyway, no one except Murong Mo would break into her bedroom.

“……”

Mrs. Xie still agreed, and Mo Qingqing didn't let her go, she would wear Qiuyue's clothes to the court tomorrow.

Mrs. Xie: "......"

There's no way, Taifu Xie, a loyal minister.

Mo Qingqing rode a horse and hummed a minor tune to the north.

As everyone knows, when she rushed to the north, there were already people waiting on the road with more than a dozen people.

Today is a sunny day, the sun is high in the sky, Mo Qingqing rode to the first site - Yangzhou City, she got out of the car and played in a wine shop, in order not to be noticed, she was dressed in white, and there was no decoration on her body, and everything was put in a small bag, no matter how she looked at it, she looked like a poor scholar in a hurry.

"Little Er, a plate of tofu, a plate of green vegetables, and one or two taels of rice." She said to Xiao Er beside her.

Xiao Er nodded: "Okay, a total of fourteen copper coins." ”

Mo Qingqing gave her a few steel pieces that she had prepared earlier, she was covered in broken silver and copper plates, and she ate this all the way, and the price was already known.

It didn't take long for the rice and green vegetables and tofu to come up, Mo Qingqing was gobbling up chopsticks in her hand, riding the carriage for so long, she was also tired, this time she came out but no one brought her, and she was in a hurry along the way.

Maybe I haven't seen Murong Mo for many days, and I miss it a little.

His deep and magnetic voice would always faintly ring in her ears: "Your Majesty, you are wrong again." ”

Her face was a little red, and her attention shifted to the plate of greens, which in winter had a hint of sweetness, and she took two more bites of rice.

After being full of wine and food, Mo Qingqing immediately got on the horse and hurried away, but was stopped by the shopkeeper.

Mo Qingqing sat on the horse and said, "Little Er, didn't I give money?" ”

The shopkeeper shook his head and kindly reminded: "It's not a guest officer, I'm kindly reminding you that I don't know when a big worm came out in front of me, and several people have died here." ”

Mo Qingqing raised his head and looked at the signboard of the wine shop: three bowls are not enough.

She: Are you sure that "......" is not the Water Margin?

"I'm not drinking, and it's noon, so I guess I'll be back soon." Mo Qingqing thought of the white snow at home, and the corners of his mouth twitched, he still had to cross the ridge.

This little two desperately stopped her, I was afraid that a corpse would appear here the next morning.

"This ......" Mo Qingqing was in front of a huge forest, and there was really something like what Xiao Er said.

The curtain of the wine shop was lifted, and a man in light blue clothes walked out of it with a smile and said, "This son is really a coincidence, it just so happens that I am also going to cross this ridge, why don't we go over together now?" ”

She hesitated for a moment, looked at the man in front of her who was slightly older than her, and suddenly pursed her lips and didn't speak, Mo Qingqing didn't dare to believe in others lightly, when the time came, it would be two people who would cross this ridge together, what if this person tried to do wrong?

It's always a good idea to be cautious.

The man looked at Mo Qingqing's cautious appearance, suddenly smiled, shook a large coarse cloth bag in his hand and said, "I have no malice, I urgently need to rush back to boil medicine for my mother now, and this is the herb I just dug up." ”

She said how she always smelled a smell of herbs, it turned out that the book was on this man's body.

However, the smell of herbs on his body was not so unpleasant, but a little faint fragrance, and Mo Qingqing estimated that these fresh herbs were mixed with flowers and other things.

"Okay," she said, "but I'm going to leave now." ”

The man showed a mouthful of white teeth and said, "Okay, I've eaten almost enough, let's cross the ridge together." ”

He quickly flipped on a horse, and Mo Qingqing's posture of dragging mud and water on the horse was simply heaven and earth, and Mo Qingqing's horse snorted dissatisfiedly.

It's no wonder that this is a horse brought by Murong Mo's side, and his temper is quite similar to him.

She patted the horse on the head before it became honest, and the man spoke, "It seems that the son rarely rides a horse." ”

Mo Qingqing's face turned red all of a sudden, not to mention that she rarely rides a horse, she almost doesn't ride a horse, who is full of food and runs blindly on such a thing, the only thing she has ever ridden is when Murong Mo taught her, Mo Qingqing was so stupid that she let a short-tempered horse fall off the horse, and she was almost beaten by a hoof.

Thinking of Murong Mo's slow and logical saying that she was so stupid, Mo Qingqing's teeth itched fiercely, can't this guy's temper be changed?

To be continued......