"Oh? This may sound like some kind of unclever agitation. Although he said this, Mu Xingzhi was still so calm and breezy, and there was no sign of "tricks", but a very interesting expression.

Su Qingluan rolled his eyes angrily when he saw his expression, and then sighed: "Actually, I admire my father and mother for being able to raise all three children in that kind of hungry situation." She looked at Mu Xingzhi, "So everyone is actually really satisfied, as long as they can eat and clothe, as long as they can live, they can find ways to work their own." ”

Su Qingluan couldn't help but think of those patients in the same ward in his previous life.

Because her illness dragged on, she always had recurrent attacks, but her physical foundation was not bad, and her will to survive was also very strong, not to mention that she had already had insurance, and she couldn't die for a while.

So as the treatment time gradually lengthened and the course of treatment continued to increase, Su Qingluan watched the patients in the ward come and go one by one.

In order to save expenses, Su Qingluan lived in an ordinary large ward for eight people. It is said to be "eight people in one room", but many times, the hospital resources are tight and there are many patients, so it is necessary to temporarily add extra beds.

Because of this, in the last few years of Su Qingluan's successive hospitalizations, he has seen a lot of patients who are three or nine streams.

Although Su Qingluan's own economic conditions are average, among these patients, she can be regarded as "wealthy" - a large number of patients have no money for treatment, so they can only retreat to seek conservative treatment or simply give up.

Saying that, but even with limited funds, few people really want to wait for death, almost everyone Su Qingluan saw was exercising seriously, trying to match nutrition, telling jokes to each other to make patients happy, and comforting and enlightening sad and desperate patients.

This is done with only one purpose: to live, to live as long as possible.

Retracting some of the eyes that were trapped in the memories, Su Qingluan looked at Mu Xingzhi: "As long as the social environment is stable, ordinary people will know how to live a good life, don't underestimate the wisdom and perseverance of our ordinary people." ”

In fact, she only knows that her cooking skills were learned from her master in her previous life, and they are not as magical as those boasted by people around her in this life. Although he can't say it, he still knows how many pounds and taels he weighs.

Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan: "So what you want me to do is...... Make the country ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Su Qingluan waving his hand: "It's not that I want to, but you have to think about it yourself." And it's useless to think about it yourself, it has to be the people around you who think so. Anyway, it's hard work to think about it - but at least I can't and don't want to be famous, so you still have to suffer from this kind of human being. ”

"Do you think that being a human being is a hardship?"

Su Qingluan thought for a while and said more objectively: "If you want to be the kind of gentleman who is not diligent in his limbs and does not distinguish between grains and grains, and lies on the merits of his father's family, he will naturally enjoy more happiness than anyone else - but that is because his father has endured all their hardships." If you want to make something famous yourself, it's not so easy. ”

"That's true."

"What's more, the more people are superior, the more they are staring at, and the one in that position," Su Qingluan pointed upward, "representing the majesty of a country, if you don't want to 'go down in history forever' in an ingenious way, it won't be easy." ”

At least she read the daily life records of the emperors of previous dynasties, the prince got up earlier than the chicken, slept later than the dog, had to learn a lot of things and couldn't fall behind, and was forced to be involved in the whirlpool of the throne. Even if you don't want to be involved, but unless you have the ability to be completely neutral, a person who accidentally stands on the wrong team will end up miserable.

Thinking like this, Su Qingluan looked at Mu Xingzhi with a hint of sympathy: No matter if this person is a member of the royal family or some other identity, no matter how you look at the problem, it is a basket after a basket.

What's more, even if you have the honor of the Ninety-Five, as long as you want to be a Ming monarch, you must swallow your anger for the country during the day, and you can't kill the officials and ministers until you are scolded; Bravely dedicating himself to the country at night, it is estimated that there is a certain number of daughters who are pampered, in case you encounter something that is not capable, wouldn't it be very embarrassing......

Thinking about it this way, I am more sympathetic.

Mu Xingzhi: ......

Although he didn't know what Su Qingluan's unusual brain circuit was thinking, the obvious expression of sympathy and pity could not be ignored by him.

Although he didn't understand why the other party's mood swings would change in the direction of "sympathy", reason told him not to ask curiously—intuition made Mu Xingzhi feel that he must not want to hear the answer.

In the end, he sighed softly: "Speaking of which, Qingluan's three gifts are too grand, and the so-called political communication and Haiyan River Qinghe vision you said are just empty talk for the time being, I have never owed favors, so I will allow you three things." ”

"What's the matter?" Su Qingluan's eyes lit up.

Mu Xingzhi nodded: "As long as I can do what I can." ”

Su Qingluan stretched out a palm: "So, this time also high-fived as an oath?" ”

Mu Xingzhi didn't answer, but stretched out his palm and patted it lightly with Su Qingluan.

That's it, high-five again as an oath, and a word as a certainty.

After Su Qingluan left, Song Bo looked at Mu Xingzhi with some teasing: "Dongjia, why don't I know, are you embarrassed to owe favors to others?" ”

He was born in the army, his ears are really clever, and he only guards outside the door, but he can hear the conversation inside clearly-of course, more importantly, Mu Xingzhi didn't expect to hide it from him.

If this was an ordinary subordinate, such as Kaiyang, he would never dare to joke with Mu Xingzhi like this. However, during the time that Mu Xingzhi was dormant, Song Bo had been waiting by his side, and he could be regarded as a half elder to Mu Xingzhi, unlike any ordinary servant.

So this level of joke, Mu Xingzhi didn't care about it at all, but explained: "From the perspective of only talking about interests, Su Niangzi is actually very affectionate and righteous, if she can promise more tangible benefits, she can return more." As he spoke, he clicked on the piece of paper on the table with the direction of the stirrup horseshoe and pig iron forging improvement.

This Songbo couldn't deny it—after all, he was shocked by the paper.

"In addition......" Mu Xingzhi smiled thoughtfully, "She is really a very strange person, I am really a little curious, what kind of wish would such a person who seems to have no desire and no desire use those three agreements to make?" ”

It's been a long time since he's had encountered something so interesting.

As if he had discovered some novel game, the corners of Mu Xingzhi's eyes curved slightly, and a trace of anticipation flashed.