There are fewer and fewer people around, and the momentum on Shi Xiuchen's body is too terrifying, of course, these little people can't feel any momentum, they just feel that this face is a little frightened, and they are scared to run away.

Mu Tilian is still a little indignant, what kind of people are these, they are all full and have nothing to do!

"Xianggong, don't care about this, they are all a group of people who are well fed and have nothing to do, and the most important thing for a person is not his appearance, but his soul." Mu Tilian turned his head to comfort Shi Xiuchen.

Shi Xiuchen glanced at Mu Tilian, didn't say anything, but walked into the West Street.

Mu Tilian hurriedly followed, thinking that Shi Xiuchen still cared, and continued to comfort him: "Xianggong, we don't have to care about the words of irrelevant people, we just have a good time." ”

Shi Xiuchen paused, "I don't care." "Because whoever it was, he didn't take it to heart!

When Mu Tilian heard Shi Xiuchen's reply, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, fortunately Shi Xiuchen didn't care, otherwise Shi Xiuchen would have walked into a dead end because of this, so what should I do!

Mu Tilian didn't know why she cared about Shi Xiuchen so much, probably because she felt sorry for Shi Xiuchen, and probably because she was here, and it was Shi Xiuchen who could rely on her.

Shi Xiuchen could feel Mu Tilian's feelings for him, it was not because he loved him and didn't want him to be sad, he seemed to be aware of Mu Tilian's pity for him......

Wretched?

Will he be pitiful?

The two people have different thoughts, walking one after the other.

In the end, Mu Tilian didn't bother to think about it so much, but observed this West Street, it was rare for her to come to the town, so she had to take a good look at it, so as to make a reference for her future business.

This West Street is really much better than North Street, at least there are shops here, unlike North Street, which are all sold on the ground, and there is not even a shop or table.

This West Street has everything, whether it is food or use, there are many houses, but none of them are very big, the business is not good, who dares to open so big, not to mention the waste silver, it still seems empty.

"Xianggong, where are we going to have a look?" Mu Tilian looked at a cold stall not far away, a scholar was sitting there reading, there was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table in front of him, and there were many portraits and calligraphy hanging above the back of the stall.

Mu Tilian was interested in the scholar's painting, she thought that the scholar's painting was not bad, I don't know if she could ask for advice, otherwise her space would really become a decoration!

Shi Xiuchen glanced at Mu Tilian with some doubts, he didn't know what Mu Tilian wanted to do, did he want to learn to read and write?

However, didn't he say that he would teach Mutile to read?

Or did Mutile want to know in advance how it was written?

Shi Xiuchen did not refuse Mu Tilian, but followed her to the stall.

The book grows with clear eyebrows, and its body is full of bookish atmosphere, which is in line with the temperament of a scholar.

As far as Mu Tilian knows, these ancient scholars will have a sense of pride, because they think that if they read books, they are one level higher than others, just like the fourth child of her old family, she was admitted to a showman, as if he was the emperor, and everyone had to be in awe of him!