Volume 1 Bully Me, Insult Me, I Can't Bear Chapter 219 The Fat Sea

Chapter 219: The Fat Sea

Everyone was about to go out, but they heard the sound of talking from Yungetai.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival shouldn't disturb everyone's interest, but I'm really sorry that we have a task on our orders. Please don't panic too much, don't move around, and stay where you are for questioning. If everyone cooperates, it doesn't take too much effort, and you can continue to celebrate the autumn moon later. ”

Mo Zi listened to the voice and stood over to take a look, I don't know when there was a row of soldiers wearing waist swords on the Yunge platform, and a middle-aged man wearing a general's uniform in the middle was what he said. dared to love the cloud song platform designed by her, but they used it quickly and turned it into a sounding board.

"This lord, dare to ask what you are looking for?" In the staggered pavilion in front of the Yunge Stage, a clear voice asked.

Mo Zi looked at the middle-aged general and suddenly glanced to the right, as if he was asking for someone's opinion. She stood on tiptoe, but she just let the flowers block it, and she couldn't see clearly, only to see some people standing on the path at the entrance of Yungetai, and the torches were burning rapidly.

"My city guards have received a report that there are great requests for people to sneak into the capital, and I don't know what its purpose is. There was supposed to be a curfew in the whole city, but because of today's Mid-Autumn Festival, it was necessary to be close to people. However, Shangguan ordered us to strictly inspect the restaurants and post stations in various places, and not to let Daqiu take advantage of it. The middle-aged general raised his voice again.

It's still the one who had a problem just now, but when I heard his voice, I didn't see him, "I see, no wonder it's such a battle." Although not all great seekers are hateful, it is indeed better to be careful in these extraordinary times. However, the inspection is the inspection, the military masters do not frighten the innocent people, and under the big festival, everyone is harmonious and does not delay the right thing. ”

Mo Zi was not very old when he heard this voice, but he was neither humble nor arrogant, and he couldn't help but wonder who the owner of the voice was. looked at Zhao Liang, but he shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

The middle-aged general snorted, "I don't know which one speaks, and the tone is loud?" Even if it disturbs the people, we are doing things under the orders of the emperor, and people who are not responsible for work interject. ”

At this time, another voice sounded, and the words were also Sven, "My emperor has always been sympathetic and loves the people, and since you are on an errand under the emperor's orders, you should know the emperor's intentions." I heard that the benevolent brother just said that it is not bad, that is, it should be cautious. In this Wangqiu Building, there are many people, many officials, and even more scholars. If we jointly write a book to you, saying that the rule is not strict and the power is bullying, it will be a crime. Please also ask the military masters to lower their figures. There are Miss Ge Qiu everywhere here, not to mention, as well as young ladies > ladies > families, don't surprise them. ”

The middle-aged general listened, hey, what's going on? It's so noisy elsewhere, and no one dares to say a word, it's one after another here. It is said that Wangqiu Tower is deeply loved by dignitaries and nobles, and it seems that it is not a rumor. He was on stage, and he didn't know who was speaking, but it sounded like something coming from something, so he didn't dare to offend. But the soldier couldn't give in, he didn't say much, and he went down with his hands.

Ge Qiu naturally couldn't dance and sing anymore, so they got off the cloud song platform one after another, let the aunts lead them, and waited on the side.

All the dynasties of the Taiping period were multi-literate and light and martial, after the Great Zhou Dynasty, scholars and scholars jointly wrote a book is already a kind of customization, as long as there are enough hundreds of signatures, it must be read and approved by the emperor himself, so the reader has no fame, and also has a certain amount of political power.

However, it was the first time for Mo Zi to experience such a blatant refutation of waking up the military attachés, and just listening to it, it was as if his blood was boiling. The written language is sometimes much more powerful than the sword.

"I heard the second one who spoke. It's the son of Lord Yang, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, > Yang Ling, a frequent visitor in our building. He and his friends are all very famous talents in Shangdu, they love the quietness here, sometimes a pot of tea and a pot of wine, write poems and lyrics one by one, and give them to the musicians in the building, and specially invite Ge Qiu to sing it. However, don't look at him often, his behavior is very regular, not at all as frivolous as the current literati. ”

> the son of the Ministry of Rites? Mo Zi felt as if she had heard of this person somewhere.

"How?" Worry-free asked, "Can't we get out yet?" ”

"No, if you stay here, they should come to check one by one, so as not to make people out of nothing, saying that we have a spy here, and they are afraid of crime and absconding. I'll go to the boss myself. Listening to the general's words, most of them will not stay for long, and I will come as soon as I go. Mo Zi said to Zhao Liang to go.

Worry-free reminded him, "It's cheaper for you to wear men's clothes, that's the general of the Son of Heaven, not a man in the rivers and lakes." ”

Mo Zi's consciousness of pretending to be a man is getting lower and lower now, and it does make sense to listen to worry-free words, so he hurriedly asked Zhao Liang to find a set of men's shirts in charge and change them into the inside.

When Xu Jiu saw it, he called himself blind before, which made Wang Kun and a group of people laugh, and they teased him one after another, asking him to hurry home.

Mo Zi saw that she was winking at herself, she probably understood what she meant, raised her eyebrows and shook her head to show that she was not afraid or worried, and left.

Fu Tian was by Wuwu's side, and when he heard her sigh, he asked, "Why sigh?" ”

Worry-free smiled at the man she loved, and Ming Yanyan dazzled him, "Envy her, it's not like us women who have imprisoned ourselves in cages and flew so high." ”

"She'll bend over for her man after all." Fu Tian gently held the worry-free hand, "You don't have to be envious. I've already said that Xiujuan will consider your passing, but I'm afraid it will take some time for the flat wife to pass. Before the end of the year, I will welcome you back. ”

Carefree pulled out his hand and said, "No hurry." After all these years, I'm also tired. Whether I can get into your door or not, I'll think about it again. ”

Fu Tian's calm expression cracked because of this. Over the years, Wuwu has lost his temper with his wife Xiujuan, but now he suddenly doesn't care, is he planning to give up on him? Thinking like this, his face was gloomy.

Worry-free saw it, but didn't see it, and sat back at the table to drink.

Let's talk about Mo Zi, follow Zhao Liang to find Cen Er, who knew that the guys would talk east for a while and west for a while, so that the two of them were like headless flies, fluttering everywhere. Finally, I walked to the back garden.

The back garden is where Ge Qiu lives and practices on weekdays, and idlers are forbidden to enter and exit, even Cen Er must get the permission of Aunt Qin in advance to enter. At this time, the arch was closed, and there was no other light except two lanterns. The torches of the Guards have not yet been found here.

"Brother Mo, it's so quiet, there shouldn't be anyone, let's look elsewhere." Zhao Liang said, and walked in another direction.

There was a thud at the door of the back garden.

Mo Zi's eyes narrowed.

Zhao Liang also heard it, and immediately turned back, a little nervous, "Brother Mo, there shouldn't be anyone in this backyard." Aunt Qin said that all Ge Qiu was going to appear tonight, and they were all taken out. ”

"Don't even have a janitor?" Mo Zi asked carefully.

"Reunion Festival, it's time to put all the things home, otherwise you will watch the excitement in front. Who will be left behind, so lonely? Although Zhao Liang said this, he was not sure.

Mo Zi stepped up and opened his hand to knock on the door, "Is anyone there?" Open the door. ”

Zhao Liang hurriedly pulled Mo Zi back, "Brother Mo, aren't you afraid that the Du Wei Army is going to arrest someone?" ”

"If people are really hiding behind, we must take the initiative to find out, otherwise the government will harbor our spies." Mo Zi kung fu is a little bit, but he is very bold.

"Who's in there when the door opens?" She went to shoot again, with all her strength, and it rattled.

Zhao Liang could only rely on her and call out two nursing homes to help at the same time.

"Who's knocking?" A hoarse voice asked timidly.

"Is there really anyone?" Zhao Liang was stunned for a moment, and said to Mo Zi, "Could it be that who is sick and didn't come out?" ”

"You get her back." Mo Zi said in a low voice.

Zhao Liang said, "I am the Zhao in charge of the building, there are officers and soldiers to check the building, you open the door." ”

The door creaked open, and a woman stood under the dim aperture, bowing her head and blessing slightly, "Zhao Zhangshi, I am the only one in it, and the other sisters > are in front." ”

Mo Zi walked in.

The back garden is quite large, divided into four gardens, there are many wing rooms, and the corridor bends in.

Zhao Liang said that he took the nursing home in to have a look, and only Mo Zi and the woman were left in front of the door.

"Why did you keep it?" Mo Zibian looked around and asked. Her voice was a little rough, in order to match this men's outfit.

"The slave family is unwell today, and my aunt let the slave family rest." The woman was always timid.

"Have you heard any movement, seen any suspicious people?" Mo Zi turned around to look at the woman, with a slender figure and a humble posture.

"The slave rested in the room until he heard a knock at the door, and he never saw anyone else." Coughing a few times, the woman leaned against the door frame, looking weak.

"Which room do you live in?" Plum Garden or Orchid Garden? Ge Qiu, who specializes in dancing, lives in Meiyuan, and lives in Lanyuan, who specializes in singing. Mo Zi slowly approached the woman.

"Slave Siqin, live in Taoyuan." As if she didn't notice Mo Zi approaching, the woman replied in a hoarse voice.

"That's a good answer, but it's a pity you lied." Mo Zi stopped and said with a smile.

The woman shuddered, "The slave family doesn't understand what the little brother said." ”

"Ge Qiu, who specializes in musical instruments, does live in Taoyuan, but Taoyuan is in the innermost part and can't hear a knock on the door. You said you had been in your room and came out when you heard me knock on the door. But no matter how I think about it, I can't get up at the right time, unless you just wait by the door and listen to the movement. Mo Zi saw that the fire was closer to here, "You're probably not alone, you won't hide behind here, right?" Less words if-"

Before he finished speaking, four people jumped out of the flower stands on both sides.

Mo Zi frowned, hey, she wanted to say that if it was a lover, how could there be so many four?

One of the white-robed and jade-belted men in gorgeous clothes masked his face, turned his back to Mo Zi, and said a killing word while pulling on the disguised Ge Qiu woman.

The other three outflanked Mo Zi.

The woman raised her eyes, facing Mo Zi, and immediately exclaimed, "Yanle, don't"

Yanle? Uyan Lemo Zi looked at the man's back, and his gaze softened for a moment.

The man in fancy clothes waved his hand, and the three stopped where they were. He turned around, but didn't look at Mo Zi, and only asked why the woman couldn't be killed.

The woman choked up and sobbed.

"If you ask her, you might as well ask me." Mo Zi put his hands behind his back, and shook it behind him, "The fat sea." ”

The smell of pine resin smoke reaches the tip of the nose.

Chapter 219: The Fat Sea

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