She drew Zihao pen on the paper, added another string of words, rolled it into a small paper tube, and handed it to the white-footed civet cat.

What do you mean? 】

"Nonsense, of course it's for Shen Mo."

Why should I go? I'm the system, I'm here to supervise you to complete your tasks, not to be a slave to you......]

"Ten grilled fish."

【Good!】 】

The system agreed in one go.

It's not the kind of cat that sees fish eyes, it's purely because Datang's rice is too unpalatable!

Li Qingheng tied a red rope around its neck, and after tying the small note, it raised its tail and happily stepped on the cat steps away.

Li Qingheng didn't want to call the system, but now that there was a curfew, Jin Wuwei was patrolling outside, and he was seen walking on the street and was going to be shot to death by random arrows.

If you want to go out at night, there is another way, which is to climb out of the sewage pipe in Chang'an City, which is full of feces, urine and dirty water, and people stink to death before they can climb out.

Although she has died many times, she doesn't want to die so undignified.

The moon and stars are scarce, and Chang'an City, which is noisy during the day, finally fell silent at this moment and fell into a peaceful sleep.

In the corner of the east courtyard of the Shen Mansion, there is a room with a lamp still burning.

"Shen Mo, your brother committed an accident today, and was punished for copying the weekly rite ten times, and then he fell asleep, and there is one more point, you help him copy it, otherwise it will be difficult to make a difference tomorrow."

Shen Zhongshu pushed open Shen Mo's door and threw a wad of paper on Shen Mo's desk.

The Shen Mansion is not a high-ranking family and has no ancestral business, so the furnishings in the mansion are not very luxurious.

As the second son of the Shen Mansion, Shen Mo lives in a house that is no different from that of his subordinates, with simple furnishings and a width of only fifteen steps.

"Hmm." Shen Mo was reviewing the art of war book, and after hearing it, he responded lightly.

This is not light or serious, which angered Shen Zhongshu.

"Smack!"

He took a step forward, aggressively took the art of war book from Shen Mo's hand and threw it on the ground.

"You have such a bad body, you are as weak as your mother, you can't help but be like a sick ghost, what's the use of reading these military books?!"

"Let me tell you, Yishu is the eldest son of the Shen family, and the Shen family will rely on Yishu in the future! You are a younger brother, you have to help him well! If you don't want to copy the book, it's all for the Shen family! ”

is also the son of the Shen family, just because Shen Yishu is a descendant, so everything comes first, and it is natural to spend all day drinking, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling all day long.

Just because Shen Yishu is the eldest son, he can replace Shen Mo's six-rank court and become an official in the court.

Shen Yi's chest has no writing and ink, and he doesn't know anything about being an official, so the backlog of official documents during the day has to be brought to Shen Mo at night for Shen Mo to deal with.

Shen Mo seemed to be used to it.

"I'll finish copying it." He stood in front of Shen Zhongshu, slightly slugging, respectful and cowardly.

"Of course you have to finish copying! You don't know anything about the people in the officialdom, except for writing some articles, what else will you do! How did I give birth to such a useless thing as you! Shen Zhongshu glared at Shen Mo with great disgust.

"Father taught me." Shen Mo replied respectfully, and there was no joy or anger in his expression.

"Rub what! Don't copy it now! This broken book is thrown away, and you are not allowed to read it again in the future! ”

Shen Zhongshu stomped on the book on the ground a few times, leaving several dirty and intertwined footprints.

Shen Mo just glanced at it lightly, without the slightest regret in his eyes, said a "yes", and sat down at the square table and began to copy the book.

Seeing this, Shen Zhongshu snorted and left satisfied.

As Shen Mo expected, Shen Yishu was only copied once, and there were still ten remaining times waiting for Shen Mo to copy.

When copying the book, the light in his eyes became heavier and heavier, and a tough smile squeezed out of the corners of his mouth, as if possessed by a ghost, which was extremely inconsistent with his gentle and elegant character. Just for a moment, and then immediately put it away.

"Meow~"

There was a cat's meow at the door, accompanied by the sound of a cat's paw knocking on the door.

Shen Mo put down the pen in his hand, tidied up his clothes, stepped forward and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a white-footed civet cat slipped in.

Shen Mo recognized that this was the cat beside the county lord, which was very humane.

Although the county lord hates it, the cat next to him is not very annoying.

"What are you doing at such a late hour?" His voice was as clear and flat as ever, and he couldn't hear emotions or malice.

"Meow~"

The white-footed civet cat barked, then jumped directly onto Shen Mo's desk, sat on it, raised its head high, and exposed its neck.

Shen Mo saw the small note hanging around its neck, so he carefully took it off, and a few cat hairs fell to the ground in the process.

The note was painted with a purple pen, and a sentence was written: Tomorrow at noon, Chongrenfang Drunken Immortal Building Ruyi.

As the name suggests, the drunken immortal building makes people drunk and dreamed of death and ascended to immortal.

Shen Mo couldn't help but think, tomorrow at noon, the blue sky and the white day, what did she want to do?

"Meow~"

A cat meow pulled Shen Mo's consciousness back.

He reached out and touched the head of the white-footed civet cat, and his movements were gentle.

I don't know what kind of tricks its vicious master used to threaten it to die for her, and she must have suffered a lot.

Shen Mo's hand touched under the slippery cat's head again, but he touched a hard thing.

He brushed aside its fur and took a closer look, only to find that it was a large scab, at the place of the neck, perhaps...... It was she who hit it.

These royal relatives will only enjoy glory and wealth, so how can they ever care about other people's lives?

"Don't worry, I'll go."

He was afraid that she would embarrass the cat.

The system rubbed his head against Shen Mo, as if he was reluctant, and then jumped off the table, and disappeared as soon as he slipped away.

The next day, at the end of the day.

Li Qingheng was wearing a luxurious dress, with heavy makeup and light makeup, sitting in the wishful room of the Drunken Immortal Building.

She had already finished drinking a pot of tea, and it was almost noon, but she still didn't see Shen Mo.

"County Lord, County Lord, I saw Shen Langjun go downstairs to the Drunken Immortal!" Jin Yu ran over from the window excitedly and immediately reported to Li Qingheng.

"Got it, you go out first."

"Yes."

Hmph, little Shen Mo, I can't handle you, are the first few times I was reborn as a father joking? When the dad history book read in vain?

This Shangguan Wan'er token is Shen Mo's most precious thing, with such a thing, Shen Mo will definitely listen to her obediently.

As long as people are around, she will ensure that Shen Moping lives safely to the age of twenty-five, and the task is completed and she goes home as soon as possible!

As soon as Shen Mo came in from the Drunken Immortal Building, he met Yang Shuofeng and was going out.

Yang Shuofeng saw that it was Shen Mo, and directly stopped the person.

"Yang Shilang." Shen Mo bowed.

"Isn't this Shen Langjun? Why, a poor person like you can afford to spend in the Drunken Immortal Building? I heard that the county lord of Qingheng has been very concerned about you recently, and asked around about your news?

You've got a good memory for me! The county lord of Qingheng is what I Yang Shuofeng wants to marry, my people, don't even think about it! ”

Shen Mo was silent.

Yang Shuofeng suddenly attacked: "Talking to you, you are deaf!" I ask you, what are you here for today! ”

Shen Mo stretched out his hand to smooth the white robe on his body, and then handed out the note in his sleeve: "Lord Qingheng has an appointment, and Shen doesn't dare to disobey." ”

The words are sonorous, although they are at a disadvantage, but they have a sense of integrity, which is not disgusting, but admirable.

Yang Shuofeng took the note and looked at it over and over, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an evil smile: "This appointment, I'll give it to you, get out, get out now." ”

"Yes." Shen Mo saluted and turned to leave.

The white clothes brushed past the threshold, leaving behind a sense of nobility and luxury.