Chapter 136: Big Rat, Big Rat (3)
Volume 1 Bully Me, Insult Me, I Can't Bear Chapter 136 Big Mouse Big Mouse (3)
Chapter 136: Shuo Rat Shuo Rat (3)
Snow green collar, purple shirt. The shoulders are embroidered with chrysanthemums, which makes the rain slightly wet. The eyes that have always been like cold stars are now smiling because of Mo Zi's appearance of holding a cake. The corners of his mouth hooked, and he was no longer the high-ranking General Xiao.
Mo Zi looked at it as a person in the same boat, Xiao Erlang fell from the sky to the ground, and his expression was suddenly so approachable, a little weird.
Sure enough, as soon as he spoke, "Big rat and big mouse, don't eat me." β
How could it be that she should be illiterate? I'm sorry, although she can't remember all the poems and songs, she has heard such eternal sentences and can understand them very clearly. Say she's a rat stealing from him? She was hungry, and she bit into the cake made of white lotus, and it was not him who could go to the kitchen
Reaching out and breaking the half of the cake outside his mouth, which was already in his mouth, he hurriedly chewed a few bites and swallowed it, she replied to him, "Soup chicken soup chicken, no invasion of my land." "It's easy to compose poetry, it's a personal experience. Because, the ancients spoke in that tone. It's like modern rap, actually, black people speak like that. Others are surprised to hear it, and they think wowβit's good. Ancient poetry is also a bit like, if you were born in ancient times, spend ten years of hard work reading ancient texts, and speak casually, you will have the taste of poetry.
Xiao Wei was stunned, "Soup chicken soup chicken?" β
"Soup chicken, soup - at a point in time, he came out of Sanssouci Pavilion, and soup chicken is a pun.
"Where did you come from, girl, to dare to speak to the second master like this?" A small man flashed behind Xiao Erlang, his eyes were so small that he couldn't see it, he looked black, and the bun on his head was not as big as an egg, that is, his hair was particularly scarce. However, the black cloth clothes of the little guy are sturdy, and it seems to be a martial arts guy.
Mo Zi was not in a hurry, and brought the cake in his hand to his mouth. Eat the emperor great. She is Qiu Sanniang's girl, not Xiao Erlang's girl.
"It's not to talk back to the second master, but to see that the second master has poetry, and I will follow the two sentences." Soup chicken soup chicken, no invasion of my land. Accidentally, it also rhymed.
The little guy's mouth immediately swallowed the egg and choked. Can you still be so attached?
"Is this your place?". originally thought she was too funny like that, Xiao Wei could say whatever she wanted, but who knew that she would come back. What the? Soup chicken? There is no such thing.
"The second master said it well. My bread is not the second master's. "Waiting for you, Mo Zi patted the crumbs on his hands, clasped his hands together, and said goodbye to his waist, perfect and a blessing," Second Master, Mo Zi helped the third grandmother to find a book. If you disturb the second master's tranquility, Mo Zi will compensate you here. β
When Xiao Wei heard this, he dared her to find a good step for herself, and she came down smoothly. He really can't care. She looks for books, and he shelters from the rain. He said she's a rat, and she replied to him soup chicken. Moreover, the most powerful thing is that in the back, he bowed his head first and admitted his mistakes, even if he was angry, he couldn't get out. He snorted softly and sat down at his desk.
"Second master, the little one goes to get the umbrella, you wait a moment." After the little guy finished speaking, he squinted at Mo Zi and raised his nose, as if to say-look, this is the duty of a servant. Thunder and rain, wind and lightning, you have to take the lead.
Mo Zi smiled: You're good, but I can't do it.
The little guy turned around and walked to the door, thinking about his unwillingness, he turned around and commanded Mo Zi, "The second master drank wine and rained again, you hurry up and make a pot of hot tea to drive away the cold for the second master." β
"Hot tea?" Mo Zi thought to herself, where would she find hot tea.
"You're new here, huh? There is a stove and water in the ear room next door, just boil it. The little guy was quite familiar with this place, and his hand pointed outward, and turned left.
"The second master's Wei Fengju is very far away?" She's not new.
"Not far." The little guy didn't understand why she asked.
"Is it because you come and go quickly, or am I cooking water fast on the stove?" It's not a gas stove, it's not an electric kettle, how much effort does it take to boil water on a stove? She had to toss and turn for a while just to get the coal to burn.
"Huh?" The little guy was asked, thinking about it, Wei Feng is not far away, so he can take an umbrella in the rain. I guess when he came back, the water wasn't boiling yet. Although Mo Zi said it was very reasonable, he annoyed her with too many questions, "You don't care if I'm fast or boil water fast, the second master is sick from a cold, can you afford this responsibility?" βγ
Why should she be held responsible? It was Xiao Erlang himself who went to drink flower wine; caught up with the heavy rain, and it was also Xiao Erlang himself. Sick from the cold? That's even more ridiculous. Drinking to dispel the cold, he is still a military general, and he gets sick when he gets drenched in a little rain, how can he lead his troops to fight?
In front of Xiao Erlang, these words were naturally just thinking about it in her stomach, she had always known how to be presumptuous and stop in moderation.
"Don't bother......" Xiao Wei found that as soon as he finished saying these four words, Mo Zi had already bent down, sat cross-legged on the ground, and looked at the books stacked high on the side.
This girl shouldn't have wanted to boil water and make tea at all.
"Second master?" The little guy was a little surprised that the master was so easy to talk tonight, maybe because he had drunk too much wine, and he couldn't say anything about Mo Zi, "I'll be back soon." β
Xiao Wei nodded.
The little guy rushed into the rain.
The candles were burning, the rain was crackling, and there was no other sound.
Mo Zi knew that he was stimulated by Shuo Rat at the beginning, and spontaneously ridiculed each other, but forgot Xiao Erlang's identity. Although she apologized obediently afterwards, I don't know if the other party will hold a grudge. Now, she simply kept silent, hoping that it would not be too late to make amends.
Xiao Erlang didn't intend to say anything more to a girl ring in the house, but this girl ring was a little different. Not to mention that he had seen her smart and clever earlier, and had been together in the same boat for more than a month, and was one of the few girls who didn't make him feel stupid when she spoke. In addition, he drank wine, and he couldn't bear to be quiet, so he took the initiative to open his mouth after a while.
"What book did the third grandmother ask you to find?" He knows about this bookstore, it's a mess, and he really has to bring dry food to find a book.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of the ridiculous appearance of Mo Zi just now. He said that Shuo Mouse, there was no malice, and she was not happy. But if he said that he was not malicious, not to mention that the master's face was gone, she would definitely say that she said that he was a chicken and had no malice. He's seen a lot of that powerful mouth.
"A Book of Poetry, a Spring and Autumn Period." Although she didn't take the initiative, the soldiers still had to block it, otherwise they would say that she didn't understand the rules.
"Doesn't your third grandmother know that there are a lot of books in the third master's Pure Spring Pavilion? Just ask him, and he'll find her. Why bother looking for the near and far? "There are some rumors in the house that the couple has not yet shared a room, and tonight it looks like it may be true.
"The second master doesn't know the rules set by the third master? No one could enter the Pure Spring Pavilion without his permission. It's grandma, too. Besides, these two books are the most ordinary, so why are you embarrassed to borrow them from the third master, so you sent Mo Zi to the book pavilion here. "If she knew it was like this, she should have bought a new one in the study outside.
"Your grandmother hasn't asked, how do you know that the third master won't borrow it? If a woman is too strong, she will suffer from it. Men are most annoying to guess, your grandmother is going to be like this all the time, or if you want to get away with it, you will push the third master to other women. Since you are a smart girl, you should persuade the master well. The master is proud, and the people below can also be proud, otherwise in front of others, you will be inferior, and when you are a newcomer, you will be called and drunk. Xiao Wei spoke, didn't look at Mo Zi, stretched out his hand to open the window, and the thunderstorm was a little lighter.
This person must have drunk a lot, and he actually thought of saying such a thing, it seems that it is for Qiu Sanniang's good, but in fact, it is even more for his brother's good.
Mo Zi smiled, "Second master, Mo Zi doesn't know if to reply?" If I don't go back, I'm afraid that the second master will say that I have no one in my eyes; I went back, and I was afraid that the second master would be annoyed. β
"Just say it, are you still afraid of my annoyance? I can't see it. "Xiao Wei is drunk and has a slightly better personality than when he is sober.
"According to the meaning of the second master, our grandmother should be coquettish to the third master, say good things and coax, grasp the third master in the palm of her hand, and get the favor of the third master, is the right thing to do?" Mo Zi asked rhetorically.
"Isn't that so? The woman was taller at first, which was fun. However, it's not fun to stay high. There are many gentle interpretive flowers in the world, and it doesn't have to be that boring one. Xiao Wei's eyes narrowed, and he put his hand on his forehead. The wine of Sanssouci Pavilion is damn stamina. That's why he knew this, and he came back early.
"The second master thinks that my grandmother likes the third master, but she is afraid that the third master will not stay by her side for a long time, so she deliberately wants to indulge?" Such a narcissistic idea was conceived by people like Xiao Erlang. Mo Zi was disdainful.
"Isn't it?" Xiao Erlang was dizzy, and the figure between the bookcases was a little blurry.
"It's not." Qiu Sanniang has no love for Xiao San, so she sincerely sends people to the golden silk, and has the heartfelt blessing of a pair of lovers. Mo Zi thought so in her heart, but she changed her mind and stopped talking. Xiao Er was drinking, but she was very sober. In this house, you can't talk casually, especially the truth. "My grandmother has no intention of competing for favor, let alone wanting to indulge. She doesn't have much time with the third master, and this relationship has to be cultivated slowly. β
"Really?". The wine was strong, and the person was not confused, and he heard that she was suddenly perfunctory.
"yes. The second master listened to someone chewing the root of his tongue, right? The matter between husband and wife with few words, grandma and the third master know best, so let's leave it alone. Xiao Er, who talked a lot, almost made her spit out the truth.
"Ink Purple." Xiao Er, it's rare, or is it the first time to call her name?
Mo Zi didn't feel grateful to Dade, but was vigilant, "Yes, Second Master." β
"You're smart indeed." I praise her.
Xiao Wei was dizzy, and after her casual prevarication, she still knew that the conversation between the two had gone beyond the distance that the master and the servant should keep. The topic she provoked was sensitive, and if she said the truth that was beneficial to Qiu Sanniang and not good for Xiao Sanniang, it would be a mistake to stir up right and wrong, which was enough to be a reason to punish her. Fortunately, she didn't say anything, and she didn't cause trouble for herself.
Mo Zi lowered her head, no, she wasn't smart, she just understood how to protect her own laws in this seemingly harmonious and friendly King Jing's Mansion. At no time should we let our guard down. Even if that person seems harmless, it can turn into a double-edged sword that hurts.
In any case, you can't be confused, because Xiao Erlang after waking up is the real Xiao Erlang
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