"Really?" Mu Wuchen narrowed his eyes suspiciously: "How did I hear the word tsundere?" ”

"You heard me wrong, what I said is too good, and what I praise you is so good." Gu Xiaoyou smiled and hurriedly changed the topic: "By the way, do you know anyone who specializes in writing for people?" ”

Mu Wuchen thought about it carefully, many official positions flashed in his mind, but he didn't find an official position similar to writing, and frowned: "I don't know, but you can find someone to ask." ”

At this time, Lord Wang's flattering voice came from the corner: "Master, you don't need to ask anyone, the old slave knows." ”

"Say." Mu Wuchen ordered.

Lord Wang took a step forward and replied respectfully: "You can hire a scholar to write, as far as the old slave knows, many students in the capital rely on writing letters to subsidize their families." ”

"Good idea, do you know where to look?" Gu Xiaoyou was overjoyed and couldn't wait to ask.

"Miss Retrospective, you can find it in Chuntang Street." Lord Wang replied.

Gu Xiaoyou asked, "Chuntang Street?" Where, I'm not familiar with the capital. ”

"It's on the edge of Mingyang Street, about five or six streets away from here, and you can get there after passing through three or four alleys." Lord Wang made a stroke, and the more Gu Xiaoyou listened, the more confused he became, with two big question marks in his eyes.

Mu Wuchen shook his head helplessly, and said concisely and clearly: "I'll take you there." ”

"Okay, thank you." Gu Xiaoyou said happily: "Then let's go now." ”

"Hmm." Mu Wuchen responded.

Lord Wang immediately said, "The old slave will go and prepare the car." ”

After speaking, Chao Mu Wuchen saluted, and hurriedly ran out of the backyard.

"Let's go." Mu Wuchen walked forward without hurrying, and Gu Xiaoyou hurriedly followed.

The two men quickly got into the carriage, and the carriage started steadily, and the carriage rolled along the stone road.

After sitting for a while, Gu Xiaoyou couldn't help but lift the curtain and look out, looking at the street outside with watery eyes full of novelty.

Mu Wuchen saw that she was looking serious and careful, and teased: "Why do you have to watch every time you take the car, haven't you ever been out?" ”

"The capital is beautiful, antique, if I want to see this kind of scenery, I have to spend money to buy a ticket to visit." Gu Xiaoyou said as a matter of course.

"Buy a ticket to visit?" Mu Wuchen repeated incomprehensibly.

"Ah, that's it." Gu Xiaoyou felt speechless, and covered it up indiscriminately: "Our hometown is like this, you have to spend money to go to other people's houses, otherwise you won't be allowed to enter." ”

"Your hometown is really weird." Mu Wuchen said suspiciously.

"Hehe, it's a little weird." Gu Xiaoyou smiled wryly, quickly put his eyes out of the car window, and made an appearance of concentrating on the scenery.

Although Mu Wuchen had doubts in his heart, seeing Gu Xiaoyou's nervous look, he snorted and didn't ask any more.

Gu Xiaoyou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and he had to be cautious when he spoke in the future.

The carriage came to a slow stop in silence.

"Master, Miss Gu, Chuntang Street has arrived." Lord Wang said respectfully.

"Hmm." Mu Wuchen replied and looked at Gu Xiaoyou: "Get out of the car." ”

"Oh, good." Gu Xiaoyou lowered the curtain and got out of the car behind Mu Wuchen.

When Mu Wuchen and Gu Xiaoyou got off the carriage, Lord Wang bowed: "Go inside, and you can find a ghostwriter inside." ”

"Then let's go inside." Gu Xiaoyou said eagerly.

"The old slave will lead the way." Seeing Mu Wuchen nodding, Lord Wang turned around and led the way.

She immediately followed behind Lord Wang and walked towards Chuntang Street.

Gu Xiaoyou walked for a while, but he didn't see Mu Wuchen's figure, and when he turned around, he saw Mu Wuchen walking behind unhurriedly, as if he had eaten enough and went for a walk in the park.

"Hurry up." Gu Xiaoyou urged dissatisfiedly.

Under Gu Xiaoyou's urging, Mu Wuchen's steps were slightly bigger, and he still walked slowly.

Seeing this, Gu Xiaoyou anxiously trotted to Mu Wuchen's side, grabbed his arm, and pulled him forward.

As he walked, he complained: "Really, you usually walk with big steps and walk quickly, why are you so abrasive today." ”

Mu Wuchen didn't say anything, pulled the corners of his mouth, and walked up with Gu Xiaoyou's movements.

After about a cup of tea, Lord Wang stopped, pointed to the front and said, "There are tables and chairs there, and the people who put the books are the ones who write the letters on their behalf." ”

Gu Xiaoyou looked in the direction pointed by Lord Wang, and saw several tables at the door of several shops, and there were people sitting behind each table, some with banners, some with books, and some with a few people in line.

"Let's go over and see." Gu Xiaoyou said to Mu Wuchen, pulling his sleeve and walking forward.

Mu Wuchen hooked the corners of his mouth and followed Gu Xiaoyou's side, walking and walking with a little interest, he was the same as Gu Xiaoyou for the first time to see the booth where he wrote letters.

The letter-writing booth is different from the usual stall selling goods, and the most obvious difference is that no one shouts.

Every reader sat at the back of the stall, some would say a word or two when he saw someone coming, and some would concentrate on holding the book, and he would not be silent unless someone asked.

Gu Xiaoyou even looked at a few stalls, the readers in the stalls were not very enthusiastic, and she didn't bother to talk, looking at their words, she was basically not too satisfied, mainly after reading Mu Wuchen's words, these scholars' words were difficult to enter her eyes.

Critically walked past a few stalls and came to the stall of a thin scholar.

Gu Xiaoyou stepped forward to look at it as usual, and the scholar asked politely, "Does Miss want to write a letter on her behalf?" ”

This is the first scholar to take the initiative to talk, Gu Xiaoyou replied politely: "I'm going to ask someone to write it on my behalf, but it's not a letter, can you let me see your handwriting?" ”

"Okay, Miss, please see." The scholar gently took out a piece of rice paper from the book and carefully handed it to Gu Xiaoyou.

Gu Xiaoyou watched his movements, thinking that this person who cherished books was still a book-cherishing person, and when he took the paper handed by the scholar, he subconsciously lightened his movements.

She carefully looked at the scholar's words, although it was not as vigorous and powerful as Mu Wuchen, but it was clear and stylish, and it did not lose its style.

"What do you think?" Gu Xiaoyou asked in a low voice.

Mu Wuchen leaned over to take a look and said softly, "It's okay." ”

"Yours is just good." Gu Xiaoyou said with a smile: "Then I'll test him." ”

Gu Xiaoyou returned the paper to the scholar and rummaged in his pocket: "Oops, I came out in a hurry, I forgot to bring my business card, Mu Wuchen, do you have it with you and use it for me." ”

Mu Wuchen reluctantly handed out his business card from his pocket: "Be careful." ”