The sun and the moon chase, alternating black and white, when the rooster crows, stepping on the afterglow of the dawn moon; When the birds returned, they bathed in the light and shadow of the remnant sun. In just three days' journey, I arrived in Yecheng.

Xia Man jumped out of the carriage, and saw the extreme prosperity, the cries of the vendors drove away her boredom and fatigue for many days, different from the desolation and fear in the barracks, with curiosity and pleasure, carefully examined everything in front of her.

The people walking back and forth are all wearing brocade clothes, even the beggars begging on the street corner are lazily holding sticks and napping, and a stall in front of them is full of people, Xia Man curiously came up, it turned out to be a carving process.

An old man sat on a chair, his head full of silver filaments scattered next to his ears, a pair of wrinkles and scars of his hands kept moving, and after a closer look, he found that he was holding a carving knife as thin as a hair, and his right hand was rotating a jujube core, while turning, he used his mouth to blow away the floating jujube crumbs, and after a while, his hands stopped turning, and a carved jujube core was placed in front of the table.

Xia Man finally squeezed in from the crowd of onlookers, carefully picked up the jujube core, and looked carefully, there were two people playing chess in the nucleus, the characters were lifelike, the veins of the chessboard were clear and consistent, the black and white sons were distinct, and the jujube core was slightly turned.

When he studied "The Story of the Nuclear Boat", Xia Man doubted the authenticity of the content, and did not believe that the ancients had such skills.

Just as Xia Man was pondering, a hand with clear bones and slender fingers stretched out, and a piece of silver was placed on it, "I bought it." ”

"Guest officer, I don't want so much." The old man dusted off the jujube crumbs on his body, picked up a new jujube pit, and began to carve it.

Xia Man turned sideways and saw that it was Xiao Mo, picked up the silver in his hand and put it in front of the old man's case, "It's priceless, how can you say more." ”

The old man raised his head slightly, glanced at Xia Man, and stuffed the silver back into her hand, "The son knows the goods, that is, there is fate, and this jujube core will be given to you." ”

Xia Man was about to prevaricate, but Xiao Mo said: "Since it is the old man's mind, you can accept it." ”

"Oh." Xia Man held the jujube core and silver and bowed to the old man, "Thank you, uncle." ”

The old man just waved his hand, and then put his mind on the carving knife in his hand again.

Xia Man squeezed out the crowd of onlookers with Xiao Mo and walked in the direction of King Heng's Mansion.

"It's just a jujube pit, why do you say it's priceless." Xiao Mo looked at Xia Man inquiringly.

Xia Man held the jujube pit in the palm of his hand and looked at it lovingly, "The jujube pit is not worth it, and the carving skills in it are priceless." "Such exquisite skills, in modern times, must be a national treasure.

"Like it?"

"Hmm." Xia Man nodded, raised the jujube core, and looked at the blue sky and white clouds from the hollow gap, which was not a flavor.

"Then you owe me a favor."

"What!" Xia Man carefully held the jujube core in his arms, and looked at Xiao Mo helplessly, "Obviously it was given to me by someone's uncle." "What's your business! Of course, the last sentence, she didn't dare to say.

"If I don't bring you back, you can see him, and he will send you?"

Xia Man felt that this person was a scoundrel, but he could only offer it, raised a smile, and said, "Yes, thank you King Heng." ”

"Well, a little self-aware." Xiao Mo was in a good mood and strode forward.

Xia Man rolled his eyes in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, and followed Xiao Mo's steps and trotted up.

Passing through the alley, bypassing the wine shop, the plaque with the three big characters of "Hengwang Mansion" came into view, thinking about it, this is Xiao Mo's mansion.

"Here we are." Xiao Mo suddenly stopped at the gate.

"Well, it's not bad." Xia Man looked at the palace, although there was no Shishi Town Mansion, although the gate was slightly dull yellow, but such a specification was something that he couldn't afford to struggle all his life.

"Let's go."

Xiao Mo took Xia Man into the mansion, and when he saw it, it was a small garden, with small flowers of different colors growing in it, and a gravel road was paved next to it, and there were a few green bamboos growing on the side of the road, and behind the green bamboo was a lotus pond. There are verdant lotus leaves floating on it, the leaves stop the dew that has not had time to evaporate, crystal clear, dazzling like a jewel, the lotus flowers that vine out of the pond, some are blooming, some have withered, the petals that fall on the pond surface attract the fish's peck, a sink and a float, all poetic. The breeze is blowing, and the bursts of lotus incense are blowing in the face, which is really the palace of Lianheng Wang.

Bypassing the lotus pond and walking a few more steps, you will arrive at Xiao Mo's study-Moyun Hall.

Along the way, there were not too many turns, and there were no groups of maids and guards, which made Xia Man very puzzled, and couldn't help asking, "Why is King Heng's Mansion a little deserted?"

Xiao Mo sat on the top, flipped through the books on the table, and said lightly: "I don't like to be lively." ”

"Oh." Xia Man walked to Xiao Mo's side, looked at the ornaments on the table, and was amazed, in addition to the best pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, what caught his eye was the white jade brush carved with words, which was clearly visible one by one, but each stroke was closely connected, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Sure enough, poverty limits my imagination." ”

"Want?" Xiao Mo picked up the brush and handed it to Xia Man.

Xia Man hurriedly waved his hand, "No, thank you, King Heng." "Eating other people's mouths is short, and taking other people's hands is short, Xia Man still understands.

Putting down the paintbrush, Xiao Mo took Xia Man to his dormitory, Yiyun Palace.

Before entering the hall, he heard a vigorous voice coming, "See King Heng." ”

Xia Man turned around slightly, and saw a middle-aged man in brown kneeling on the ground, with perseverance and a little majesty in his eyes.

"Get up, Uncle Zhong." Xiao Mo made a gesture.

Although he is the housekeeper of King Heng's Mansion, Zhong Si has watched Xiao Mo grow up, taking care of his diet and daily life since he was a child, and he is more like an elder and a relative for Xiao Mo.

"Do you want to arrange meals?" Uncle Zhong asked.

"Hmm." Xiao Mo pulled Xia Man to his side and said, "This is Xia Man, follow me to kill the enemy and retreat, I am gracious, she will take care of my diet and daily life in the future, you can arrange it." ”

"Yes." After Uncle Zhong glanced at Xia Man, he stepped back to arrange related matters.

"He is the steward of King Heng's Mansion, you can find him if you have something to do in the future." Xiao Mo raised his feet and stepped into the Yiyun Palace.

Follow Xiao Mo into the main hall together, Xia Man only knew what the plaster embroidery was, the faint sandalwood fragrance hit a little bit, and the eye was the unique plum blossom tree in the corner of the wall, on which there were two butterflies with blue light, next to it, the soft sunlight reflected in the hollow window carved with carp, shining on the butterfly wings, dazzling, a sharp sword hung by the window, and below the sword was an irregular mahogany table, burning a furnace of incense. Slightly sideways, on the right is a number of pitch-black piano tables, on which a guqin is placed, and a soft wooden bed is set up under the candle body in the shape of a gilded ancient tree, and the delicate carving decoration is extraordinary. Turning sideways, an ancient woman's boudoir came into view, the guqin stood in the corner, the bronze mirror was placed on the wooden dresser, and the room was so fresh and leisurely.

Xia Man approached the dressing table, picked up a jade bead hairpin, looked at Xiao Mo in the bronze mirror, and teased: "Unexpectedly, there is a hole in King Heng's bedroom." ”

The person in the bronze mirror chuckled, slowly stepped forward, took the jade hairpin in Xia Man's hand, and put it on her head, "This room will be for you to live in." ”

"No, no." Xia Man hurriedly waved his hand, pulled out the jade hairpin and put it on the dressing table, "There is a difference between dignity and inferiority, I still live where I should live." ”

Xiao Mo looked at the jade hairpin quietly, turned around, put his hands behind his back, couldn't see emotion on his face, and said lightly: "If you really want to follow the distinction between respect and inferiority, you would have fallen to the ground long ago." ”

Xia Man touched his cool neck, no longer disobeyed Xiao Mo's wishes, and said timidly: "Thank you, Lord Xie." ”

"That's fine, change into women's clothes, and come over to serve pen and ink." An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Mo's mouth.

"Yes." Xia Man hurriedly changed into clean clothes, re-coiled his hair in a bun, and walked to Xiao Mo's side, waiting for his orders.

Glancing at the corner of the clothes beside him, Xiao Mo stopped his pen and handed it to the person, "Add ink." ”

Xia Man took the brush, dipped it in ink, and handed it back again, only to see a column of majestic words leaping on the paper, each word full of Xiao Mo's ambition and ambition.