Fu Xiao was not unprepared for Mo Die's kind of moth.

Who hasn't done a few things when they're young?

He was still waiting for Mo Di to explain to him, but he didn't expect Mo Di to have the attitude that such a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

Fu Xiao was so thirsty that he poured the pot of tea to the bottom.

It seems that Mo Di knows what the consequences will be......

Fu Xiao was relieved, but he didn't say anything, drank the cold tea in the cup, and stood up.

Mo Di subconsciously shivered, but he also tensed his body, not daring to let himself be exposed in front of Fu Xiao; timid.

Seeing that Fu Xiao had already walked to his side, a slap came up, Mo Die only felt that his shoulders tightened, and he was pinched hard by Fu Xiao.

"You can rest first."

Fu Xiao let go of him, pushed the door and left.

Leaving Mo Di stunned in place, his mouth wide open in disbelief.

"That's it?"

He couldn't believe that such an obvious and egregious violation of discipline had been spared so easily.

Except for a little sore shoulder, there is no other additional punishment?

"Is it really my young owner who has changed someone?"

Mo Di was tormented, and his intuition told him that the young owner of his family was planning to hold a big one, and then clean him up well......

This may really not be over.

Over there, Mo Di was still trembling, but Fu Xiao returned to the room in style.

He lay on the bed, his eyes fixed on the opposite wall for a long time, as if he wanted to dig a hole with his gaze.

After all, I couldn't see through the layer of green bricks, and I couldn't withstand the exhaustion, so I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

Fu Xiao didn't bother with Mo Di just now, but he really didn't have the energy, and he was in a state of distress to fight with him.

He basically didn't have much rest this time.

After spending some effort to fight with Mo Di that night, he didn't bother to take a breath and rest, and went directly to Ting'e's senior.

Moreover, in order to come back early in a hurry, I didn't stop at all.

This journey takes three or four days without stopping, let alone on horseback, not to mention going back and forth.

At that time, the important things that the two princes threw were done, and the psychological pressure was also extremely great.

It only took Fu Xiao five days to run back and forth.

Aside from negotiating with Ting'e Xie Dajia for a long time, he brought back another jade seal fragment, which almost compressed the round-trip time by more than half, and it must be false to say that he is not tired.

Even if he is young and strong, this kind of lifeless general, rushing day and night, even his iron body can't withstand his tossing like this.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have fallen asleep as soon as I was next to the pillow.

Of course, Fu Xiao is different from ordinary people, and his relaxation is also temporary.

The state of being unconscious is impossible for him.

In less than an hour of deep sleep, he was already half awake, and he didn't get up, just lay with his eyes closed.

Speaking of which, this is almost Fu Xiao's habit, he was born in the rivers and lakes, how can he have a real sleep?

Fu Xiao's breathing slowed down, and he gradually couldn't hear clearly, and then opened his eyes.

If others see it, maybe they will scold it for "perverted". This can not be called sleep, at best, it is just to close your eyes and refresh your mind.

This kind of routine is beyond the reach of normal people, but it is a luxury for people like Xiao.

When he was young, he was tortured by schoolwork to the point of physical exhaustion, his limbs were weak, and then he indulged himself to fall asleep.

After waking up the next day, I was faced with a more vigorous drill thrown by the master with a cold face.

He didn't understand the meaning of it, but after a long time, he understood that he couldn't indulge himself in sleeping like a dead man at any time.

In that way, it is really easy to turn yourself into a dead person.

His master once said.

If one day he finally enjoys the long-lost restful sleep, it will probably be equivalent to announcing that he is not alive to take another look at the world.

Fu Xiao always kept this sentence in mind.

And this habit, which he has maintained to this day, seems to be carved into the bone marrow.

Fu Xiao recalled a past incident in the villa, and couldn't help but feel upset, sat up and exhaled a breath of turbidity, put on a coat, and sat cross-legged to exercise pranayama.

When I opened my eyes again, I could already hear the early birds chirping outside the window.

As soon as he jumped up, he felt that his exhaustion had been swept away, and he was about to change his clothes and wash up, when he saw that the clothes on the side were stained with a lot of dust, and even a few places were scratched by the branches and branches.

Fu Xiao frowned, fortunately he didn't wear those exaggerated and elegant ones in order to hurry, otherwise he might be hung up even worse.

He glanced in the mirror again.

The face reflected, except for some brilliance in the eyes, looked somewhat haggard, and the cyan stubble was about to come out on the chin, and the whole person was a lot older.

Fu Xiao wiped his face clean, shaved his beard carefully, found a new set of clothes to change into, and then went downstairs lightly, and ordered Xiao Er, who also got up early, and had already started cleaning the lobby to prepare some hot water.

"Yo, Boss Xiao hasn't seen him for a few days, so he got up so early."

Xiao Er was carrying a mop, and when he heard Fu Xiao calling him, he immediately turned around and put it down, and greeted him with a little enthusiasm.

Fu Xiao also knew that the stylized greeting of their inn was applicable to anyone, so he still smiled and said "hard work".

To say that the service of this house is also lined with high room prices, the efficiency is high, and the stove is always ready for the guests to prepare hot water, even so early in the morning did not make Fu Xiao wait too long.

Fu Xiao took a bath and cleaned, although this method was not as delicate as the woman's, but it also took a lot of time.

The most important thing is to comb through the hair that has been curled and knotted by the wind.

When Fu Xiao changed his clothes and came out, it was already time for the morning market to close.

Ordinary people also began to sprinkle and sweep, and the streets were lively, with the cries of hawking along the streets, and children laughing and playing.

He dried his hair with internal force, tied it up casually, and finally opened the door and let in the man he had been hanging out of.

Mo Di rubbed his hands together and stepped in carefully.

Seeing Fu Xiao standing with his hands in his hands, he didn't pay much attention to him, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

Mo Di saw that there was still sporadic heat behind the screen, and he performed his duties as Fu Xiao's subordinate very clearly, and called Xiao Er on his behalf and asked them to remove the bathtub.

It's been another toss.

After those idle people left, Mo Die weakly called "Young Zhuang Master", and his voice was obviously full of weakness and reason.

Fu Xiao turned around and glanced at him, and did not continue to hang Mo Di like the night before.

Cold treatment is not a solution, and some things still have to be said.

Looking at the two big dark circles hanging under Mo Die's eyes, Fu Xiao knew that he must be suffering in his heart and had no sleep all night.

"Let's talk about it."

Fu Xiao sat down, put his hand on the armrest of the circle chair, and spoke lightly.

Mo Die's heart fell halfway, only thinking that his hunch was really not wrong, and his young owner was really settling accounts after the autumn.

His legs were weak, and he almost didn't stand firm, so he immediately pulled his throat and began to shirk and explain: "Young Zhuang Master, I have a thief's heart and no thief's guts, so I just want to go to Suchangzi over there to listen to music, I am also a moment of lard, and you spared me this time." ”

Fu Xiao was stunned.

He didn't plan to hold on to this matter, he wanted to ask Mo Di how he had done what he had done, and why he had left Ji Yao and ran out alone in the inn.

However, in a very ordinary tone, only three words, Mo Die's careful thinking was tricked.

What else did you say?

Fu Xiao just wanted to laugh when he heard it, and he dared to jump out of this hard-made word, which was clearly an explanation of self-damage, for fear that others would not think crookedly.

"I'm talking about you leaving your post without permission, who is going to discuss with you whether you are going to eat meat or vegetarian?"

Fu Xiao made a straight face and asked sharply: "Then you can explain to me by the way, why do you want to go to that kind of place when listening to music?" The teahouse and stage next door can't satisfy your pursuit of art? ”

Mo Die's real experience of what it means to say too much and be wrong at this time, snorted twice in annoyance, and explained: "I...... It was just yesterday. ”

He carefully added: "I've done everything I need to do." ”

Mo Die's speed of speech is normal only when his heart is weak, after all, he needs to use his brain to speak in a circle.

He didn't realize it himself, but it was convenient for Fu Xiao to judge.

"You!"

Fu Xiao looked at Mo Die's energetic, youthful face, and sighed with some disappointment, "Beware of killing yourself one day sooner or later." ”

Mo Di didn't hear it clearly, and Fu Xiao didn't intend to repeat it, so he changed his words and asked, "Don't worry about these things with you first, so as to save me from being angry." Tell me what you should have done, how did you accomplish it? ”

As soon as these words came out, Mo Di only grabbed the three words "don't care" in it, and selfishly felt that this matter might be turned over for the time being, and his waist straightened.

He thought that Fu Xiao had done everything he had explained to him very beautifully.

Wan Songli failed to make a move against Ji Yao, and he also listened to a lot of royal gossip, and he didn't lose much money.

Mo Di thought that no matter what, he had to make some gains in his proper business, regain some dignity, and make up for his mistakes.

He honestly described how he listened to the corner of the small meeting between Wan Songli and the group of people under him.

Seeing that Fu Xiao couldn't help nodding, he swelled a little.

added fuel and vinegar to describe how to deal with that pile of "goods", and almost said that it was almost possible to settle the book.

Fu Xiao said "um" lightly.

Seeing this, Mo Di suddenly came to his senses, and he didn't fall behind in terms of how to take care of Ji Yao.

He patted himself on the chest and reported with great confidence: "She is comfortable eating, sleeping and sleeping, and it is the first time I have seen someone who can stay in the house for so long without being too scared." ”

Mo Die's speech continued to increase, and he even gestured.

"Oh yes!"

He took out the account book and a stack of silver tickets from his arms and handed them to Fu Xiao.

"Here is the breakdown of those things and the rest of the silver, please look at the young owner."

Fu Xiao didn't plan to take it, his chin was raised, and he said, "You just have it in your heart, I'm too lazy to look at these things." ”

Mo Di nodded, stuffed those rolls into his arms again, and listened to Fu Xiao say, "Wait a minute!" ”

He immediately stopped his movements and looked at Fu Xiao.

"Keep the money." Fu Xiao flattened his palms at Mo Die.

Mo Die didn't doubt him, so he obediently took out his money bag and handed it to Fu Xiao.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Xiao calmly explained: "You pack your luggage later, and let's leave today." ”

Mo Di immediately froze in place.

How was this different from what he expected? Isn't the young owner quite satisfied with his work report, hasn't the previous one been turned over?

How can you punish him for coming as soon as he opens his mouth, and he is so ruthless, he wants to drive him away? turned out to be the most serious one, removed from Jinyin Villa......

"Why are you standing stupidly?"

Mo Die's side had not recovered from the shock, and Fu Xiao made up for it again, urging him to be quick with his hands and feet and not to waste time.

Mo Die's eyes widened and his mouth was half open, with a look of disbelief.

If you want to say that he came here today, it's not that he didn't have any psychological preparation, but it was only limited to the initial period of fear.

Later, I gradually relaxed my mental ......

Didn't we just talk about it? He thought, the performance of his young owner is obviously satisfied, what kind of trouble is this one?

A good young man watched his spirit gradually collapse, and tears slowly accumulated in his eyes, and most of his spirit was lost.

Mo Die's voice was hoarse, with a crying tone in his voice, but he still pretended to be indifferent, and asked Fu Xiao: "The young owner wants to drive me away?" ”

When asked this question, Mo Die's tone was somewhat humble, obviously unconvinced, mixed with seven or eight points of unbelief.

Fu Xiao glanced at Mo Die's face with a cold face, seeing that he was clenching his fists with both hands, the tiger's mouth was bloodless and white, and he thought to himself, this level should be almost okay, and if he continues to toss like this, Mo Die should not be able to hold it anymore.

He finally stopped keeping a straight face, chuckled helplessly, patted Mo Die's shoulder hard, and whispered softly like a child: "What did I say?" How old a person is shedding tears like a, look at your little breath. ”

Fu Xiao took out a brocade bag from his arms, stuffed it into Mo Die's hand, and said solemnly: "I asked you to pack your luggage quickly, so that you can set off on the road immediately." Well, take this and bring it back safe and sound. ”

He tidied up Mo Die's hair, which was soaked in cold sweat and stuck to his head, and said softly: "The second prince of the province will come again one day, and there is nothing to deal with." ”

Fu Xiao handed over the thing to Mo Die, who had no master of the six gods.

Mo Di subconsciously pinched it, touched it through the layer of material, and almost burst into tears.

Fu Xiao saw that his mood was not right, and as usual, he jokingly put two fingers together and tapped on the back of his neck, the fingertips were slightly cold, making Mo Di tremble.

Mo Di stared at the water stains on the ground that had not completely dried, and he couldn't speak for a long time, just rubbing the bat pattern embroidered on the brocade bag.

Mo Die's rare deep appearance made Fu Xiao a little nervous, wondering if it was a joke that scared the kid.

But Fu Xiao is not in a hurry.

Mo Die, this guy, since he followed him, Fu Xiao found out that he didn't have a long memory.

Fu Xiao felt that if this lesson could collect his heart, it would not be a bad thing.