142 Shangyuan Festival
What Su Mo didn't know was that when she left on the front foot, a guard from the Hu Mansion went out on the back foot, rushed to Yunhe Village, and told Hu Yanlin the news that she was walking around the Hu family.
Hu Yanlin was playing with the long sword that had just been forged from the private mine, and after hearing the news, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly.
Without changing his face, he stabbed the long sword into the fugitive slave who was tied up by the five flowers, and the blood splattered everywhere, accidentally landing on the tail of his right eye.
Hu Yanlin raised his hand gently, and his fingertips rubbed to the left, the red of blood added a bit of demonic rule to him.
"Fang Shi sent a letter, and a mouse entered Yunhe Village.
Give her a heads-up and take a break, if the rats get into trouble before they catch them......"
He swept lightly across the burning stove, "Gu You forged a sword with her body, and I think that with her wonderful figure, she will definitely be able to forge a good sword." ”
It wasn't long before that day, and although he wanted to muddy the waters, he didn't want anything to go wrong.
This Gu Su clan was involved too much, and he didn't want his plan to fall through.
The guard's heart froze, and he immediately responded: "Yes." ”
Su Mo didn't know that she was suddenly lucky, and after she bought good things, she went back to the mountain village.
There were many people who made ox carts, and the weather was cold, and they were all very bloated, so Su Mo looked at the things he bought, so he didn't follow to squeeze them.
She rented a donkey cart, and there was also a carriage in the back, but it was relatively small, and it was almost the same when people sat in it and put things.
Su Mo lifted the corner of the curtain and wrapped himself tightly with a cloak, revealing only the palm-sized face.
It was only the seventh day of the first month, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, so she looked at the scenery outside, and the cold wind hit her face, making her more and more calm.
On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Yingying did not come to the village, but the housekeeper of Hufu came over, brought six carriages, and picked up all the people who signed the documents, including Wang Kuishou and Wang Kuiyuan, as well as Wang Taoqing and her mother.
Su Mo was ready for the matchmaker to visit again, but he was surprised to find that everything was as if nothing had happened.
The matchmaker didn't come to the door again, and there was no news of the county concubine in the county, so Su Mo couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, so he went to the county seat again.
However, he learned from Li Feng that the imperial court had sent officials to Luoshan Village, and he believed that he would be able to arrive in coastal counties in early February.
In addition, regarding the matter of the county Cheng's concubine, Li Feng only said that the county Cheng suddenly stopped thinking about it.
Su Mo didn't give him the truth medicine powder again, although this medicine powder was easy to use, but 258 told her that this medicine did have no side effects when used in a single use, but it could not be more than two times in a month, otherwise she would become a fool.
It's just that from Li Feng's dodgy eyes and the news he learned before, it is easy to guess that it was probably Wang Yingying who asked the county to stop.
It's just that this sudden stop, whether it was a sudden cause, or another plan, Su Mo doesn't know.
As the days passed, the Shangyuan Festival soon ushered in, and Su Mo thought that the village school would start in the near future, so he led the three children to the county seat and let them have a good time.
Gu Ping'an and Gu Xingnian were the happiest, their hands were full of food, their mouths were bulging like hamsters, and their stomachs were round and round.
Gu Jinnian was quite interested in those lantern riddles, and he didn't blink his eyes.
Su Mo had never favored one over the other, and seeing that he was yearning, he hugged Gu Xingnian and led him and Gu Ping'an to stop.
"Stallholder, how do you guess this lantern riddle?"
The stall owner is a slightly mellow middle-aged man, cheerful, casually sweeping a row of lanterns.
"You pick whatever you want, and you can take the lamp away if you guess it."
Thanks to "Mr. Liang is a newcomer" for the reward and monthly pass.
I've been a little bit stuck lately, and the main reason is that my thinking is not clear enough.
Although the current state of this book is not very good, I still want to write it well, and I don't want to hydro...
So today I rearranged all the timelines and made a mind map, and sure enough, the idea is much clearer, and how to write it later is also successful, but there is not much time left, only a thousand words......
(End of chapter)