"Don't feel sorry for it, if you really like it, I'll make you a dozen or twenty pairs when you go back." Xiao Mochen strode ahead with a calm face, and followed behind with a trot carrying his skirt.

"Xiao Mochen, are you jealous?" Lige asked shamelessly.

"Nope!" Xiao Mochen replied neatly.

"Really?"

"Nope! How dare you shout again! ”

Hmph, if you're jealous, you're jealous, and it's fierce!

Seeing Xiao Mochen's appearance, Lige covered his mouth and smiled, his eyes were full of pleasure, it turned out that his jealous appearance was also very good-looking.

They walked quickly, and in a blink of an eye, they came to the center of the street, where there was a team of performers, and the crowd was surrounded by several layers inside and outside, and unfortunately, the vendor selling sugar gourds was at the other end of the circle.

Seeing that there were many noisy people, Xiao Mochen frowned, he lowered his body and said to Lige: "Wait here and don't run around, I'll be back soon." ”

Lige nodded obediently, really standing in the middle of the road, motionless and waiting for him to come back. She stood on tiptoe and looked at him, he seemed to have some cleanliness habits, twisted his handsome eyebrows, took out the handkerchief in his arms to wrap his hands, and pushed away one crowd after another in disgust.

It's just that before he walked to the vendor selling sugar gourds, he was stopped by a woman in a light pink Luo skirt, the woman recognized from the song, the last time I saw it in the bamboo forest, it was Xiao Mochen's ugly name Xiaoqingmei.

I don't know what she said in Xiao Mochen's ear, Xiao Mochen pulled her and walked forward.

The man who said he was worried about her and wanted to buy her candy to eat just now was holding another woman by the side and walked away without looking back.

Lige stood in place for a long time, and he asked her to wait for him, so he thought he would come back. It's just that the crowd of onlookers watching the acrobatics has almost dispersed, and the vendor selling sugar gourds has also left with empty targets, and he still hasn't seen Xiao Mochen come back.

People, she lost it, and she didn't eat the sugar gourd, Lige reddened sadly, and laughed self-deprecatingly, how long have you been in the relationship for more than ten years?

She turned around, hung her head, and walked back in despair, and Xiaoqiu followed behind, looking thoughtful.

It turns out that everything in the world is silent, but you are a touch of beauty in the world, others are trapped in the morning mist in the mountains, and I am only trapped in you.

"Do you know what's wrong?" Chen Nian didn't raise his head, and the paintbrush in his hand was still dancing.

"Subordinates know their mistakes." Under the table knelt a piece of the crow.

"Go, take your people and go to the torture hall to receive the punishment, if there is a next time, you know the consequences." Chen Nian's tone was indifferent, and it was completely impossible to see how angry he was, and his eyes only fell on the unfinished painting.

"Subordinates obey!" When the man got up, he glanced up and saw that the small dimples on the side of the woman's mouth in the painting were very familiar to him.

Out of the study, a man with a terrible scar on his face finally couldn't help but ask: "Dharma protector, why does the Lord protect that woman so much?" We will be severely punished before we are hurt, but this woman looks very small, is she the illegitimate daughter of the Lord raised outside? ”

The man who was called to protect the Dharma was angry, "Isn't the punishment light?" How can it be your turn to put your beak in the affairs of the Lord! ”

"Yes!" The scarred man slammed his head down.

When Xiao Mochen returned to the Fusheng Pavilion, he was already a son, only to see him look flustered, striding towards the right wing, and stopped in front of the door of the first room, and a man in red stood outside the door, also with a sad face.

Xiao Mochen stepped forward and asked him, "How is the gentleman?" ”

The man in red replied: "Lu Feng has come to take a look, fortunately, there is no poison on the dart, and it has not hurt important parts, but Mr. has been overworked recently, and his old disease has recurred, and he needs to rest in bed for a few days." ”

"Hmm." Xiao Mochen bowed his head, "Have you found out who did this?" ”

The man in red shook his head with a look of loss: "There is nothing special about that dart, I can't see who it is, and Mr. is secretly returning to Jinling this time, not many people know about it, and his subordinates are suspicious." The man paused, "There is an inner ghost among us." ”

Xiao Mochen narrowed his eyes, very puzzled, their people were all personally selected by Mr., Mr. is not clumsy, there must be something wrong with other links, but he couldn't think of it for a while.

"Since Mr. is resting, this king will come back tomorrow morning, and you will take care of it."

"Yes." The man in red gave up.

Xiao Mochen turned around, only then did he find the red-eyed woman behind him, and suddenly his heart softened, he patted Tang Linlang's shoulder, "Since Lu Feng said that Mr. is fine, then it's okay, don't worry." ”

Tang Linlang nodded lightly, she gently pulled Xiao Mochen's sleeve, hung her head, looked pitiful, and said softly: "Brother Mochen, I'm afraid Linlang won't be able to sleep tonight, it's good for you to accompany me." ”

Xiao Mochen frowned, turned his head to look at Tang Yu's dimly lit wing, and then delayed.

Recently, there has been no wind and rain and it has been sunny, but Lige's face is full of gloomy clouds, since the last time Xiao Mochen led his little Qingmei away, Lige has never seen him again. She was depressed all day long in the house, and she also learned how to bury flowers, so she didn't feel sad. Two days ago, Xiaoqiu was still thinking about enlightening her and trying to comfort her, but it turned out that it had no effect, so she went, and according to her lively personality, she recovered her nature in a few days.

Jinling Xiaobawang, if you don't be a demon for more than three days, it's unbearable.

It wasn't until Xiaoqin entered the courtyard and handed a small note to Lige that she immediately swept away the gloom on her face, and instantly became excited, she slapped the table and shouted: "Good guy, I actually hid in such a remote village, and Miss Ben is easy to find!" Xiaoqiu, quick, take the guys, let's go to Zhiding Village! ”

Originally, Xiaoqiu thought that he entered the village to find Xiao Mochen, what is the place of Ding Village, which is one of the best poor villages in Southern Chu, the village has relied on men and women to weave for hundreds of years, eat the weather, and there is no merchant and official family to help, in recent years, due to the war, it is even more poor to shine, although it is named Zhiding Village, but even Xiucai has only produced one or two in the past two years.

She said, how can such a place where dogs don't poop and birds don't lay eggs, how can it accommodate the big Buddha of King Chen, it turned out that Miss was looking for a little-known master in Zhiding Village, thinking that it was related to the case of the year, so she didn't ask any more.

It's just that Nazhiding Village is really too remote, and a group of them set off early in the morning and arrived only when the sun was waning.

As soon as he got out of the carriage, Lige was shocked by the scene in front of him. Depressed and desolate, full of devastation, large fields are barren, vaguely only see a rickety old man, a thin old ox, carrying the sunset on his back in the field with only a little green, it is dinner time, but the smell of fireworks in the village is not very strong.

Along the way, the road was full of tinkering and dilapidated thatched houses, and Lige's heart was sour. Some people call for wind and rain, enjoy all the glory and wealth, and some people are poor and sick, and taste the warmth and coldness of the world. Every war that the superior starts at will is at the cost of the happiness of countless families.

She sighed, sniffed, and walked deeper into the village.

Along the way, they met a few women who had just returned from picking wild vegetables, and whenever they asked them where He Jun lived, they all shook their heads and ignored them.

Lige was very surprised, why did they react so strangely when they mentioned He Jun, until they met a little shepherd boy, and then they knew the reason.

It turned out that Zhiding Village was poor and backward, no master was willing to set up a private school here, and the people in the village did not have the conditions to go out to study, in the past hundred years, Zhiding Village was a scholar who had been cultivated, until He Jun came here ten years ago, which made their village out of a few talents and even lifted, and there was some hope for the future. After all, for the villagers who have no power or power, there is no official way, the war is cruel, and only reading is the only way out, so the villagers of Zhiding Village all regard him as a Buddha and support him.

Just because He Jun was born in Dali Temple, he offended many people when he handled the case before, and those people wanted to seek revenge on him after seeing him fall, but they were all blocked by the villagers of Zhiding Village.

No, seeing that Lige and his party were not good at coming, when they heard it, they still came to find the master, and the people of Zhiding Village would definitely not give them a good face, and it was estimated that this would happen, and Li Zheng must be holding an emergency meeting.

The little shepherd boy sang a ballad and led a group of people to the depths of the village, where the dirt road was very narrow, but gradually, the more spacious and brighter it became.

They stopped beside a two-storey bamboo hut, and the little shepherd boy said crisply: "Sister, you should leave quickly after visiting the master, our village chief does not like outsiders to disturb the master, it is dark, I will catch frogs in the fields near here, if my sister can't find a way out, you can come to me." ”

Lige leaned down and touched the little shepherd boy's little head with a smile: "Thank you, you are so cute." Turning his head to signal Xiaoqiu, Xiaoqiu quickly grabbed a handful of gold leaves from his purse and gave it to the little shepherd boy, who tilted his head, like a second monk confused. Lige laughed, ripped off the dry food from Xiaohua's waist, and gave it all to the little shepherd boy, he opened it and looked, his eyes lit up instantly, and he happily thanked him a few times, and ran away quickly.

Lige straightened up, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled. Far away from the hustle and bustle, surrounded by mountains and rivers, even the air is sweet, not at all as depressing as in the city, nor as smelly as in the village. Look at the two-storey small bamboo house, the workmanship is exquisite and beautiful, the lighting is just right, the yard is a fence made of bamboo, the fence is as high as her, and it is crawling with pickled morning glory, and the flowers fall to the ground. There is also a pomegranate tree on the side, the flowers are blooming thickly at the moment, like snow pressing the branches, the wind blows, and the fragrance is overflowing.

Tsk, if this is left in the city, it will be the configuration of the palace.

"The villagers of Zhiding Village treat him as a treasure, and they can't really torture him to extract a confession later, otherwise, they may not be able to get out."

Lige teased and stepped forward, grabbed the door buckle and smashed it lightly a few times, listening attentively, there was no movement inside. She smashed it a few more times, for a while, she still didn't see anyone come out to open the door, if it wasn't for the little shepherd boy mentioned, the master was quiet, except for teaching, he usually wouldn't go out, and he thought he was going out.

Lige slammed the wooden door several times, but still didn't respond, thinking that something might be wrong inside.