I have a good heart, but it makes people suspicious. Meng Jiucheng was a little annoyed at first www.biquge.info but he was relieved again.

Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief. I don't know anyone else, and I suddenly help out so enthusiastically, and I have to think about it a lot to change myself to that man. That's fine, I am indeed a little anxious, just thinking about adventure and luck, in case I recruit the villains to my home, and at night while I and Liuqiao are asleep, click once, click twice......

"It's really not convenient at night, you and I don't know each other's details, take you home, I can't sleep well!" Although Meng Jiucheng understood, he also expressed his worries, and smiled calmly: "Which inn do you live in, I can go to deliver medicine tomorrow, and I still won't charge a penny." If you can trust it, tell it, and don't force it if you can't believe it. ”

The man hesitated, but the son was a little eager to cure his father's illness, and said, "It's Yuelai Inn, just two streets away......

"I know the inn." Meng Jiucheng nodded, took it out casually, and there were about thirty or forty coins on his body, so he stuffed them into the boy's hand, "I just saw your tricks, I was in a hurry to leave, and I didn't give a reward, but now I can make up for it." See you tomorrow! With that, he turned away without taking a cloud with him.

The boy held the money in his hand, turned his head to look at his father, guessed what his father was going to say, and hurriedly explained: "This is our reward, Daddy, let's stay!" ”

The man thought that his son only ate half a day of cooking cakes, and there was still arrears of store money, and he was poor and short of breath, and he was strong by nature, so he couldn't sigh and nodded in agreement.

Besides, Meng Jiucheng walked slowly towards home, sighing that people's hearts are not ancient, and they are not understood if they want to do good deeds. I don't know how those predecessors who have crossed over have picked up treasures, and how heroes and heroes bow down and compete to be little brothers?

was sighing that his life was as lonely as snow, and suddenly a person fell out of the alley, couldn't dodge, and hit Meng Jiucheng's shoulder.

Meng Jiucheng's body shook twice, and he took a step back before he stood still, and the impact was not very bad, but the smell and stench that rushed straight into his nose made him take two steps back. Good guy, this smell is hard to describe, but the lethality is hard to resist.

A beggar who was so dirty that he couldn't see his face clearly and exuded a peculiar smell all over his body, looked at Meng Jiucheng, who was covering his nose and retreating, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to beg for it, "Hehe, the little official is generous, if you reward the tricks, you will also reward a certain family, go and drink some flower wine." ”

Cut! What kind of performance art is this? If you want to say that you are hungry, the lord will reward him with a few small dollars to buy food. But this bear-like one, speaking loudly, not looking like a hungry person, and also explained that he was going to drink flower wine, and your money as Lao Tzu was blown by the wind?

Meng Jiucheng rolled his eyes, dodging the beggar to leave, but the beggar came up again, blocking the way, and said with a smile: "If the little official is rewarded, there will be your benefits." Seeing that you are entangled with demons and ghosts, the harm is not light. But there is a way to crack ......"

Meng Jiucheng snorted, even more sure that this was a god stick liar, and without waiting for the beggar to finish speaking, he turned around lame and avoided the beggar again.

"You don't believe me now, but when you notice something strange in your dreams, you will come to me." The beggar didn't stop him this time, and said with Meng Jiucheng's expression that he looked obscene and slippery, and then pretended to be forced: "A certain family sees that a small official has a rich and noble appearance, but there are still hidden worries, and it is also related to the little official......"

Meng Jiucheng didn't wait to finish listening, and had already fled.

Who are you fooling, Lao Tzu is better than a monkey. Look at your appearance and expression, you are the scum of the movie who cheats on the lollipop with a bullshit secret trick. The lines haven't been said well yet, but you are praising me hard, what bones are wonderful, there is no one in ten thousand, maintaining world peace or something.

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In the years when there is no food and clothing, and there are no wars, early morning is always a pleasant time for most people.

When the sparse sunlight casts dappled light and shadow on the ground, when the white and supple clouds slowly drift by under the impetus of the wind, as long as you drink a bowl of hot rice porridge with aroma on an empty stomach, the warmth will quickly occupy your body, bringing you vitality and good mood all day long.

Porridge, cooking cakes, side dishes, Meng Jiucheng ate quite happily, Liuqiao smiled and added porridge to him.

More than ten days have passed in a flash, and Liuqiao finally put his mind at ease.

Although I don't understand that Meng Jiucheng is shirtless every day, jumping and shaking at the sandbags in the house like a monkey, which is not as good-looking as the street showmanship; I don't understand what Meng Jiucheng was lying on the ground, up and down, and what the messy household belongings ordered from the blacksmith shop were for.

But Liuqiao no longer worries about being sold to harsh people, and his smile gradually increases. Meng Jiucheng seems to be a prodigal son, either reading or exercising at home, occasionally going to the teahouse to sit, no longer spending all day drinking nonsense, and those splashes in the past come to him to play, and they can't get rid of it.

"Ah Lang, let's have another cooking cake, I'm sweating all over in the morning, now I'm going to eat more." Liuqiao graciously handed over the cooking cake again.

Under Meng Jiucheng's strong opposition, the title of "Da Lang", the one who always reminded him of being fed poison, was changed, and "Lang Jun" also made him feel weird, only "Ah Lang" was quite satisfactory to him.

How to call it is nothing to Liuqiao, but Meng Jiucheng's stomach that can be eaten really scared her at first. At first, it was six meals a day, but it was reduced to three meals in two days, but the total amount did not change.

But seeing that Meng Jiucheng was sweating like rain every day, studying hard at night, and eating a larger amount, Liuqiao now felt that it was normal.

I can eat it, I can eat it, I can eat it very much. Meng Jiucheng saw in the bronze mirror that although his face was rounded, his arms and legs were getting thicker and stronger, and he felt that he was very relieved to practice every day.

What kind of masochistic behavior of tying the hair to the beam of the house and piercing the thighs with an awl, Meng Jiucheng doesn't want to do it. The cannibalistic doctrine of "destroying people and preserving heavenly principles" has a natural aversion to him from later generations. It is said that interest is the best teacher, since it is a kind of suffering, why bother to suffer that sin?

Of course, in addition to practicing hard, Meng Jiucheng also read a lot of books, but they were all miscellaneous books in the eyes of the people. Like "Mengxi Written Talk", "Wujing General Essentials" and so on, although it is also more troublesome, but I have a deeper understanding of the cultural etiquette, scientific and technological development, political and military affairs at that time.

After eating and drinking, Meng Jiucheng got up to leave. The division of master and servant, after he left, Liuqiao was good to eat. He also beckoned the little girl to sit down and eat together, but Liuqiao didn't do it.

"Ah Lang, it's time to go buy rice today." Liuqiao put away the dishes and chopsticks and reminded.

Meng Jiucheng stretched out his hand to take out the money, stopped his movements again, frowned slightly and thought about it, and said, "I'll buy it, you stay at home and close the door." ”

"It doesn't matter, the slave family can go out at another time and go to the rice shop in the west of the city to buy it." Liuqiao felt that it was his duty to buy rice and goods, although he was also a little afraid in his heart.

Meng Jiucheng shook his head and said, "How can you hide and let it go for a long time?" I went to Wang Zhongfeng and was accompanied by him to solve this matter once and for all. ”

Wang Zhongfeng is the man who took his son to play tricks, although he did not come to Meng Jiucheng's house, but Meng Jiucheng asked Liuqiao to send the juice squeezed out of the stinky song to the inn for several days.

At first, he was still suspicious, but when he got sick, he really had no choice but to drink it, but he didn't expect it to be effective. Now, his malaria has gotten better, and he has the spirit to go to the streets, so he is naturally grateful to Meng Jiucheng.

"Wang Zhongfeng will do it twice, but Ah Lang shouldn't make trouble." Liuqiao was a little relieved, but he was still cautious.

"Don't worry!" Meng Jiucheng nodded with a smile, turned around and walked out.

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