Volume 1 Bully me, insult me, I can't bear it Chapter 228 White clothes are not snow

Chapter 228: White Clothes Are Not Snow

Slender acacia leaves, rattling in the wind.

Woody, beany, leafy, these aromas are calming.

Mo Zi turned around and looked at the grass with tombstones, as if it was suddenly peaceful and clear.

"It's called Izumizuka, and it's taken from my father's name."

It was already a familiar voice, as warm as ever, which made her feel relieved. This man, perhaps, as he himself said, is no longer as eager for revenge as he once was.

She turned her face sideways and saw him.

White clothes win snow.

In her memory, Yuan Cheng never wore a non-black coat except for the blood-stained prison clothes. Black, all sorts of black, she once thought was the closest to his true colors. As long as she sees his black clothes, she will be vigilant and careful, telling herself that this person is only gentle and outward. Moreover, he is probably the most gorgeous person who can wear black.

But, today he is white, plain white, pure white. Silver thread embroidered in white, silver thread into a chrysanthemum, petals such as hooks, radiating in the corners of the clothes, placket and cuffs, the color and white clothes hide each other, luster and the sun and the moon compete for brilliance.

He wore a high bun, a crown of pearl hair, and his inky eyes reflected the sun falling between the leaves, so that his white clothes lined his almost transparent face, and he smiled softly at her.

It turned out that white was more suitable for him than black, because he was originally born in the most noble family of scholars, and his character was noble and untouched since he was a child.

At that moment, Mo Zi thought that if the Yuan family had not been framed, Yuan Cheng would still be the little son >of the Yuan family, and she would never have the opportunity to get to know him in her life. How could a mediocre little boss and a great talent with the world in mind meet?

"Yuan Cheng ......" She originally planned to listen to the four words of Xishan Quan as soon as they met, and shaved his face first. Now, there's no reason. "Why the wordless monument?"

"There can't be words." Yuan Cheng grabbed his sleeves and made a gesture, "You forgot, the Yuan family is still a criminal minister." ”

is still a criminal minister--there is some emotion in his heart, and Mo Zi goes with him.

Zanjin wanted to follow, and a middle-aged man appeared in front of him, and his expression immediately straightened, and he hugged his fists and congratulated his predecessors.

Mo Zi saw it, strange, and asked Yuan Cheng, "Didn't that person just wake up from a little sleep in Zan?" Why does Zanjin seem to know him very well? ”

"Last time, you were choked by someone, Zanjin begged me to let him follow Yidan for a few days, what exactly to learn, I didn't ask." Yuan Cheng smiled, "Yishan said that the children can be taught." I didn't hear this man praise anyone, you received a treasure. ”

"No wonder he disappeared for a few days, and he refused to say where he went, and when he came back, he was not the same as before, with an expression of alarm all day long, but I think he is still better than before." Mo Zi stared at Yuan Cheng's elegant neck and meticulously combed black hair, and decided to take two quick steps, side by side.

"Didn't he follow you to protect you? If you can't do it, then it's better to give it up as soon as possible, so as not to harm others and yourself. Yuan Cheng spoke politely.

"Listening to you say that, could the one named Yidan be able to sacrifice his life for you at any time?" Mo Zi asked him rhetorically.

"He may not have been reluctant, but since he sold his life to me, it seems that he should lay down his life for me. After all, I spent a lot of money. Yuan Cheng raised his eyebrows, his eyeliner flew slightly, and he was quite proud.

Mo Zi glanced at him and shook his head, "You haven't tasted enough of the lessons you learned in Nande, have you?" Money can't buy everything. ”

Yuan Cheng reached out and grabbed her sleeve and told her to stop, "Thanks for the reminder, you—don't worry." ”

Mo Zi gently withdrew her sleeves, and her face couldn't help but be a little surprised, "What do I have to worry about?" People like us have to take care of their own affairs, and they can't rely on others. ”

Yuan Cheng looked at the empty palm, and his eyes fell on her eyes, "I thought that Brother Mo had a great ability to subdue people's hearts, and as soon as he ascended to the heights, someone would serve his life with death." ”

"Thank you for thinking so highly of me." Mo Zi looked back with a smile, "Let's not say that what you said is really untrue, I don't want anyone to die for me at all." ”

"Well said." Yuan Cheng withdrew his hand into his sleeve and walked into the forest again.

Mo Zi actually had a lot to ask about Izumizuka, but she couldn't ask. When Yuan Cheng left Da Zhou, he was still a five-year-old child, and these acacia trees, at least nearly twenty years old, could not be arranged by him later. The monument is very clean, the grass is very neat, and the forest is very beautiful, so it can be seen that a lot of thought has been put into it. Could it be that there are still people in the Yuan family who have survived like him?

"Listen to the spring in the west mountain. Yuan Cheng, do you have any appointments next time, can you tell me all? If it weren't for the stubbornness of my people, I would have just climbed halfway up the hill and would have gone back the way I came. If you release your pigeon, you can't blame me. "Mo Zi is not good at complaining, I can still say two words about this.

"Let me pigeon? Is it a no-show? "Those words are interesting.

Mo Zi smiled and nodded yes.

"You seem to use some interesting phrases." As soon as the pigeon is released, the people are empty.

Mo Zi naturally couldn't say that he was dressed back after a thousand years, so he had to pretend to be modest, "I think it's more vivid, everyone understands." ”

Acacia Lin is actually not big, and after walking for a while, I saw a white cloth on a screen and circled a circle. Bypassing the cloth screen, I saw a flat meadow, the grass was shorter than the spring mound, as if it was covered with a thick velvet blanket. There are three mats on the grass, and there are tiger's feet on the table. There is a wine jug and wine glass on the table, which should be Yuan Cheng's seat.

However, what attracted Mo Zi's attention was not these seemingly delicate decorations, but a large drum in the center of the circle and a copper bell hanging from the tree. Come to think of it, the ding-dong sound came from these two things.

"Are you just well-intentioned?" Mo Zi pointed to the drum and the bell, "In order to create the effect of listening to the spring, and I am not afraid of others hearing it." "Let people discover that there is a family of traitors buried behind this West Mountain, and his good luck will come to an end.

"Haven't you ever heard of the West Wind and West Ghost? The scenery of this west mountain is deserted, there is no temple and no nunnery, and there are only poor villages under the mountain. Don't say that there is a wind shield on the back mountain, and if someone really hears it, they just think it is a ghost and avoid it. Do you think everyone is like you? Ninety out of a hundred, they won't even look at this barren mountain. Nine out of ten miles will turn around halfway up the mountain, and one will look at the top of the mountain and return disappointed. Yuan Cheng sat down in front of the table with wine, and sure enough, he had already begun to drink alone.

As soon as Mo Zi sat down, two women came out from behind the white screen, wearing exactly the same goose yellow willow skirt, with lotus steps moving lightly, flowers between the eyebrows, and a graceful demeanor, but the appearance was very ordinary, the kind that you would forget when you saw it.

The two of them put a wine jug and a wine glass, and the other poured a snack and wine, and then without saying a word, they knelt beside Mo Zi.

Mo Zi glanced left and right, thinking to himself, it should be reliable to appear here and now, but these two people look too ordinary and have no characteristics at all, where does Yuan Cheng's trust in them come from?

Take a sip of wine, full of peach aroma. Look at the dim sum again, swallows and green grass.

"Yuan Cheng, these are-" The wine of Wangqiu Tower, the dim sum of Wangqiu Tower.

"I borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, but I don't know where to borrow them, right?" Yuan Cheng pinched a snack and looked at it carefully, "I think, you should like it." ”

Mo Zi didn't look at it, picked one up and put it in his mouth, and said while eating, "Just say that you know that Wangqiu Tower was opened at Qiu Sanniang's expense." To be honest, some things are really delicious, although other restaurants have imitated them recently, but they don't look like them. It's not that the material is wrong, it's that the method is wrong. However, Yuan Cheng, now that Xishan is also here and Quan has listened, don't sell it to me. I'm curious, what exactly do you have to say about this place? "If there is a ghost, his family is in the audience.

"I haven't seen you for a while, so let's talk about it." Yuan Cheng hooked the corners of his mouth. Although he has been smiling lightly, his laughter at this time is a bit famous, indescribable. "I just want it to be quiet."

Just want to be quiet? Pull it, Mo Zi also hooked his lips, and put on a serious face that opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Lord Yuan's vision is really good." "I chose to chat from the grave of a family.

"Brother Mo likes it." As soon as she called him Master Yuan, he called her Brother Mo, and he was not ambiguous at all.

Mo Zi took a deep breath and exhaled deeply, "Yuan Cheng-"

"King Jing's Mansion may have found out about your climbing the wall." Don't be angry, isn't he talking?

Belch? Mo Zi was stunned, and spoke unhurriedly, "I finally found out that General Xiao, I mean Major General Xiao, the reaction is really slow enough." He led his troops to fight, did he like siege warfare, which took a year and a half, and made people tired and had to surrender? ”

Yuan Cheng held his hand into a tube and put it in front of his mouth to hide his smile, "This Major General Xiao is useless as you say." Maybe it's that people who only care about charging into battle are a little sluggish about things like backyard fires. ”

"Where is there a fire in the backyard?" Is climbing a wall a fire to call it a fire? Smoke at most.

"In short, if you go back, you will have a number in mind. It's also possible that once you go back, you won't be able to get out. "If he were Xiao Wei, he would try his best to prevent Mo Zi from slipping out of someone else's house, especially this one whose family name is Yuan.

Mo Zi had been prepared for this kind of thing to happen, "Don't be afraid, even if he knows that I went out of your house and raised the wall, then I will dig a hole." Cats have cat holes, and rats have rat holes. ”

Is that what you say? Yuan Cheng smiled, drill holes without going to the wall?

"And the little clothes. The two young masters of the Xiao family found out how I got out, and they couldn't find out that she knew martial arts. At worst, I asked her to give you a message and ask you to save me from life. "She has a great helper now.

"Well, that makes sense." Yuan Cheng ate a piece of dim sum, his brows stretched, and after eating, he added, "Although I can't dig holes, I'm good at tearing down walls." ”

This kind of is called no sound, a blockbuster does not need to bother to climb the wall to dig a hole, people directly demolished the wall. Also, if you have been a big official, you either don't do it, and if you do a vote, it will definitely be sensational.

"However, if the Xiao family changes the garden where your master lives, then it should be useless to tear down the wall. After all, it seems that the Yuan Mansion and the Xiao Mansion are only adjacent to each other. Put you in the middle, there are many masters in the palace, and I'm afraid it may not be feasible to ventilate the news. ”

Mo Zi made this crow's mouth a headache, this person, wearing white clothes is still black.

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Chapter 228: White Clothes Are Not Snow

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