Qi Shu didn't want to say anything to him when he saw that Gu Hange didn't look like he was in shape, and when he saw that he was almost finished, he got up and prepared to leave. It's just a meeting with him, and if you have a chance to see you again in the future.

"Eh, you haven't said your name yet." Gu Hange still had half a bun stuffed in his mouth, and he was whimpering when he spoke, and he couldn't hear it very clearly.

Seeing Qi Shu get up and about to leave, he hurriedly pulled the corner of Qi Shu's clothes with his hand, and when he stretched it out, he found that his hand was dirty and greasy, and he couldn't help but take it back embarrassed.

"Qi Shu." Turning his head, he glanced at him lightly, and then said. It's just a name, and it doesn't hurt if he knows.

Gu Hange looked at her stunned, isn't this the name who it is?

The voice was not loud, and naturally it did not attract the attention of the people around him, Qi Shu invited Gu Hange to have a breakfast and then simply left without looking back.

It's getting hot outside, breathing in the scorching breath, and the crowd is moving faster, after all, no one wants to be scorched by the midday sun, and it's already the hottest time.

Continuing to walk aimlessly along the street, the morning shade was gone, her heart was empty, dry, sweaty, sticky mixed with the smell of dust, covering her nose and frowning, making her feel the urge to vomit with pantothenic acid in her stomach.

In order to distract himself, he unscrupulously observes the people around him.

The old woman who was alone walked slowly, passing by Qi Shu's side, her hair was all white, and there was no trace of black in the silver threads, and her bent waist was like the first moon in the sky, and she was bowing, and her head was almost low to the dust.

The little girl jumping up and down in a floral blouse, holding the adult tightly, the horns of the sheep that were tied against the withered yellow hair, the tanned little face, and the crooked, scattered yellow teeth stared at it, and I felt a foul smell.

The guest who called the carriage stood indifferently and watched, the man who was setting the horse was furious, the horse was disobedient, and desperately kicked the master, unwilling to accept the shackles, the man's whip was drawn, and the neighing sound was terrifying.

The butcher with a sharp boning knife in his hand in front of the meat case, bright red sticking to the white bones, chopping the ribs, section by section, the roots are clear, and the blood has been washed away. Useless, redundant pieces of meat left in front of the desk. Flies and dogs and beggars are eyeing each other.

The boss who was carrying a white cloth strip to wipe the sweat and steamed buns shouted at Qi Shu with a smile on his face that today's buns are fresh and thin, come and taste them, but he spat in dissatisfaction and resentment when Qi Shu left, but his vicious eyes can tear people apart.

Xiao Er, who was shuttling between the halls with a teapot, fell with big drops of sweat, and had no time to take care of the scenery next to him, the teahouse with four doors open, the saucers and tea bowls had to pass through his hands, and he had to fly to the side of the guests as if he was shouting, waiting for the dispatch.

The woman wearing a coarse cloth holding the basket stopped Qi Shuna and asked uneasily, "Do you want flowers?" His eyes fell on Qi Shu, who was much better than the clothes on his body, and his eyes were a little envious, and he wanted to say something.

Qi Shu waved his hand and bypassed the woman, she didn't buy flowers, she had no money.

This seems to be different from the scenery she usually sees, perhaps because of her mood, she feels disgusted and scrutinized like a needle when she looks at everything.

Even though Shaoliang's Qimo has always been praised, business and money are surging like flowing water, the treasury is full of wealth, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the most prosperous street market between several countries is in Shaoliang. It is rumored among various countries that there are gold and silver mountains buried under the Shaoliang of the Wei State, but no one knows whether it is true or not.

However, it is true that there used to be a mountain of corpses buried here, and a sea of blood. Prosperous, it is very prosperous.

But Qi Shu actually felt that in such a situation, he felt more and more that life was impermanent, and there was no place to return after years of ups and downs, and his mediocre life was just a handful of loess and a thin paper coffin. Who will remember the fame after death? What's right and what's wrong?

Living in Shangshu Mansion, as Zhao Huanting said, she didn't know what the suffering of the world was, and she thought that she had tasted all kinds of tastes, but it turned out to be just a self-righteousness. Putting aside the title of county lord given by His Majesty, and putting aside the name of the daughter of Shangshu Mansion, what is left of her?

The father is obsessed with fame and fortune, the mother is dedicated to raising Qi Wen and looking forward to his struggle, Qi Luo is eager to marry high and have a noble status, and the aunt maintains a stable life. And what about her? What about reading poetry and books, dancing and writing? Talking about the righteousness of the world every day, worrying about the country and the people every day, talking about compassion for the common people every day, only knowing the false big empty and only knowing the paper talk!

The result?

The first eighteen years were trapped in the high pavilion and did not interact with people, and after going to the hospital for a few days, I felt that I was proud of my own efforts, trapped in the affectionate trap of others, and imagined that he would be alone for the rest of his life after marrying him, and he was favored and did those unrestrained things wantonly.

Cowardly and ignorant, naïve and ridiculous.

What qualifications does she have to say anything more about others? If she is as depressed as Gu Hange, I am afraid that she is inferior to him, and if she is a man, she will not be like him.

It's ridiculous, what right does she have to say about others?

Don't you feel very contradictory to longing for not being sad or happy, living in the rain and rain, and looking forward to making contributions and being full of pride? In fact, in the end, it's just a desire that can't be wrapped in happiness.

I thought I was a desireless person, but in fact, it was precisely because of my desire that I was so difficult to fill that I pretended to be. Because you can't, you suppress your desires, and because you get it in vain, so **.

Ask yourself in your heart, is it because you like Ning Ze more, or because you can get more things from Ning Ze to satisfy your selfish desires, the answer has already been clear, isn't it?

Qi Shu had to admit it bluntly, because Ning Ze was kind to her, took care of her, and took care of her meticulously and loved her, she felt that she also loved him, Ning Ze's appearance met the appearance she expected in her heart, what did you say that she was handsome and elegant, and was not envious of him from the beginning?

Haven't you been self-absorbed in private, do you think Ning Ze is a good match for her? Once he knew Ning Ze's mood, he gave birth to a vine that boldly plundered, didn't it start from the day of Fang Jie's wedding?

When did he put himself in a position equal to or even a little higher than him? After seeing it clearly, Qi Shu suddenly realized that his previous anger was just that he was worried that Ning Ze would leave him deep down, and he took back all those who were good to her, and he was just scared. I also felt that Ning Ze turned around and was going to marry Zhao Huanting, and he was inferior and jealous because he was not as good as Zhao Huanting.

After thinking about this, Qi Shu became even more frustrated.

I thought that coming out for a walk would make my heart feel better, but the more I thought about it, the more irritable and depressed I felt, and my head was about to burst, there was a feeling of being torn, and the pain was unbearable.

Qi Shu stood on the street and didn't know where to go, he didn't even want to leave, he simply squatted down, looked at his toes, the sunlight shone in front of him over his head, and there was only a small shadow under him.

A thin layer of floating ash had accumulated on the stone slabs, and the skirt of the skirt had blocked the sunlight, so that the eyes would not squint and feel dazzling if they did not look into the distance.

Qi Shu suddenly felt that this was the situation she was in, the shadow in front of her, beyond the shadow was someone else, it was a place that had nothing to do with her, every step the shadow would follow her, where she was, where the shadow was.

"In the future, I want to be your companion, please advise." I don't know who to say to the mutter, and the hustle and bustle of Rao is wind has quietly subsided in the bitterness of escaping lips and teeth.

Today, let's go to the Liuguo Mansion, and then go to Huanting.

The beating heart gradually calmed down, Qi Shu stood up expressionlessly, turned his head and roughly identified where his position was, and then strode towards the place where the Guogong Mansion was.

Ignoring the dignified posture that the woman should have, she ripped off the veil on her face, and her skirt was a little stumbling, so she simply squatted down and then pulled the corners of her skirt high and rolled it up and tied a dead knot, which was more convenient.

When passers-by saw Qi Shu running in such a hurry, their faces felt a little strange, afraid that they were not in a hurry and ran so fast.

A lady who sells herbal tea is also amazed when she sees it, and now the little girl is really able to withstand the heat.

It's a shame that she can stand this hot day, the sun is falling on her shoulders, and she is dying, and I heard that many people have died of thirst and thirst in the south area, and it is drought and waterlogging, tsk.

While shaking his head, he poured the herbal tea he had made at home into a bowl, and when it was poured, he began to shout: "Herbal tea!" Sanwen! Don't bargain, cold herbal tea! ”

Qi Shu didn't know how long it would take to run to the Guogong Mansion, but the idea in her heart had already driven her to can't wait to find the Guogong Lord, and at the moment, in the entire Shaoliang City, maybe only the Guogong Lord could help her.

If others knew what Qi Shu's mood was now, they would definitely be surprised by him.

She wants to be an official, she wants to participate in political affairs, she no longer simply listens to Ning Ze and listens to other people's mouths to discuss political affairs.

Now that you have ambitions, you can't hesitate or hesitate anymore.

Since he thinks that he has the talent of economic wealth, is willing to make meritorious contributions, and has the ambition to swallow mountains and rivers and stabilize the people, he can no longer be trapped in the private affairs of this child. Abandoned twice by a man, should he be abandoned a third time? Instead of always relying on others, it is better to spell it out yourself.

Instead of a miserable and miserable little woman's weak mentality, it is better to simply stand up and be a heroic woman, this is the original her.

Why shrink in? Why be low-key? Why should you be subservient? Why should she be trapped in a man's identity and not be able to do what she can? Since the identity of a woman is an immutable fact, there is no need to talk about anything if I am a man.

Yes, she is selfish, self-satisfied, self-indulgent, human nature is like this, she is not a saint and is not exempt from vulgarity, but she thinks that she has not done anything harmful to nature and reason, but she has forgotten her original intention for a while, and now she should follow the path she originally wanted to take.

Yanyu Ren Pingsheng is true, but the second half of the sentence should be: Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a Penghao person!

The more he thought about it, the more excited Qi Shu became, and felt that his whole body was trembling, shouldn't it be like this? That's how it should be!

The cheerful mood made Qi Shu excited and frightened, her already tanned little face looked even more ruddy, and the sweat had already soaked her sideburns, but she didn't care about rubbing it off.

The Liuguo Mansion was in front of him, and Qi Shu's eyes were shining.

How can everything in this world be explained clearly in a few words? Some people say that everything is between that thought, a thought of good and evil, a thought of good and bad, a thought of right and wrong, a thought of black and white.

For Qi Shu, it is an abyss of a thought, and a year of green clouds.

"Lord Guogong is not in the mansion today, and he won't be back until the afternoon."

Qi Shu, who was excitedly begging to see the grandfather of the country in front of the Liuguo Mansion, got such an answer from the guards, and in the face of this Qi Shu, who was embarrassed, his hair was scattered, he was dressed in ordinary clothes that could not be identified, and his face was sweaty and dirty, and the guards couldn't help but take a hint of precaution.

The Guogong Mansion has always been highly respected, and the access control is particularly solemn**, civilians are easy to dare not come forward to ask them, this woman came up and asked if the grandfather of the country is in the mansion? There are no rules, who dares to put it in? If something happens, it's their responsibility.

But it's true to say that Grandpa Guo is not in the house, because Grandpa Guo went out in the morning.

Looking at the guard's defensive look, Qi Shu couldn't help but smile bitterly, and looked at his current appearance, he was indeed a little sloppy, and he was quite tidy when he came out, which couldn't be seen after running outside for a while, no wonder people hated defense.

Qi Shu smiled bitterly, it seems that today is indeed not the right time, and the enthusiasm in her chest that is as excited as a fire has calmed down and retreated a lot, but she understands that this is definitely not a hot head.

She really wants to do this, no matter who can stop her, the law of Wei is here, women can be officials and politicians, as long as they have talent.

Spit out lightly, eating a lot of dust on the way here, Qi Shufang felt that her nose was a little uncomfortable, her face was also a little itchy, and her head was even more dizzy.

I can't help it, it's just so capricious.

Turning around again, he looked back at the Guogong Mansion, and sighed in his heart, now he had no choice but to go to the Duchun Tavern to find Huanting, hoping that she was here, so that she would not be in vain.

At least that's what she thought before she fell down in front of her, and dimly she seemed to hear the guard who had just spoken to her and was very defensive shouting: "Little boy." ”

The little son of the Guogong Mansion? Could it be Liu Ruofeng again? Then they are really fateful, why can they meet every time they come.