Mu Chun pondered what he wanted to write, and at the same time looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the calligraphy and painting stall. When he saw a pair of fans, he asked the stall owner, "How do you sell this?"

From Mu Chun to the stall, the stall owner was sitting on the small bench behind the stall with a book and reading hard, he heard Mu Chun's question again, and only hurriedly glanced at the fan in Mu Chun's hand and said casually: "Ten cents." ”

The price is good. Mu Chun walked over to the stall owner with a fan, but seeing that the stall owner was still engrossed in looking at the book in his hand after speaking, Mu Chun asked again: "What about writing a new one?"

When the stall owner heard Mu Chun's question, he reluctantly took his eyes off the book, glanced at Mu Chun's hand again, and then replied, "Twenty Wen." ”

This price is also interesting, is it possible to rewrite a pen and ink to add money? Mu Chun smiled when he heard this, and then he said to the stall owner: "In this way, I want such a fan, I will write it myself, what is the price." ”

Books are very important, livelihood is also very important, the stall owner chose between the two, and finally succumbed to his livelihood, he slightly moved the book away from his eyes, and replied to Mu Chun: "Write it yourself? ”

After the stall owner finished speaking, he planned to read the book again, but Mu Chun interrupted him and smiled: "Nineteen texts? haha, the words that dare to love me are still worth a penny." With that, I'll ask for another piece of stationery, how much in total. ”

Mu Chun's laughter provoked the stall owner to look at Mu Chun again, and said: "Nineteen texts, a lot of money, not a lot of money." ”

When Mu Chun heard this, he found nineteen wen from the total money bag and handed it to the stall owner, and said, "No." ”

The stall owner counted the copper plates, which allowed Mu Chun to take away the blank fan, but Mu Chun was still standing in front of the stall and did not leave-he needed to write down the content of this, which was not what the stall owner expected.

When Mu Chun stretched out his hand to the stall owner's pen and ink, the stall owner instantly stood up, tucked the scroll around his waist, and stretched out his hand to stop Mu Chun's movements, he said anxiously: "You didn't say that you wrote here, if you use pen and ink...... If you use pen and ink, you have to add another article. ”

The word dare is not worth a penny, but this ink is worth a penny, so it seems that a fan is not worth a penny. After Mu Chun was stopped by the stall owner, he looked at the blank fan in his hand but was a little worried, so he raised it and said, "So, that...... Don't want me don't want this ......"

When the stall owner heard that Mu Chun had the intention of returning the goods, he hurriedly waved his hand and said that Mo didn't want money, whatever he wrote. The stall owner pushed the pen and ink in front of Mu Chun, and then took out the scroll that was collected on his waist and opened it again, but he did not sit back on the small stool, but stood on Mu Chun's side, reading the book while still not forgetting to pay attention to Mu Chun's writing movements - it could be seen that the stall owner was very rare for his side of the ink.

Mu Chun knew that the stall owner was looking at his pen and ink, and he felt funny, so the corners of his mouth were also smiling. Mu Chun lifted the brush and dipped it in ink into the inkstone, and saw the full tip of the pen, but saw that the stall owner felt sorry for his ink, which was to put the scroll in front of him, and he was hiding behind, unable to bear to watch Mu Chun write.

Mu Chun's handwriting is average, but it is also self-contained, and it is even more powerful through the back of the paper. What Mu Chun and Zhang Qu wrote was nothing more than some ordinary greetings, as well as a slight hint of what happened to them in the inn. This time, Mu Chun emphasized what happened that day, but it was a last resort.

Mu Chun was writing, but it was more and more dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, and the spare space of a piece of letter paper had already been written by Mu Chun.

After writing the letter, Mu Chun put it aside for the time being, and then wrote on the fan. As for what to write on the fan, Mu Chun had already prepared, so he finished writing it in three or two. Above: Mu Su.

After Mu Chun finished writing, he temporarily hung the fan on the stall and cleaned up the letter first. After packing up the letter, Mu Chun carefully picked up the fan again, and saw that there was still some ink on it that had not dried, so he leaned over and blew it.

Mu Chun's careful action naturally attracted the attention of the stall owner, and he even walked behind Mu Chun and looked at the word "Mu Su", he immediately showed a little embarrassment, because he didn't know what Mu Chun meant by writing these two words.

Mu Chun saw that the stall owner was holding a scroll in one hand, and the other hand was holding his cheek, just looking at his handwritten fan.

Mu Chun didn't want others to look at this, this is to put away the fan carefully, so he is ready to leave this calligraphy and painting stall, and then go to the market to make this fan into a fan.

Mu Chun hadn't taken two steps yet, but he was stopped by the stall owner, and he also ran two steps in the direction of Mu Chun, chasing after him and said, "Sir, Xiaosheng sees that your handwriting is excellent, can you...... We exchange Mobao and learn a lot. ”

Hearing the stall owner say this, what flashed in Mu Chun's mind was this sentence: It turns out that my words are not worth more than a penny.

Because of the stall owner's question, Mu Chun suddenly became a little proud. He was in a good mood, so he was naturally willing to reply to the stall owner: "Cheng, if you like it, I will write you another one." ”

When the stall owner heard Mu Chun's words, he was simply ecstatic, and after he confirmed with Mu Chun again, he ran to search everywhere in the stall, and finally found the largest white paper.

The stall owner held the blank paper in front of Mu Chun, and said with a smile: "Sir, do you think this is okay?"

Mu Chun was a little surprised and surprised when he saw such a big blank piece of paper in front of him, especially when he saw the stall owner's eager eyes, he suddenly felt that he should refuse, and he always felt that it was not so simple.

But when Mu Chun lifted the pen again, his hand was uncontrollably dancing on the white paper.

In the last arm, Mu Chun put the brush aside, looking at the three big characters on the paper and felt very satisfied.

When the stall owner on the side saw the words on the paper, he suddenly lost his vitality like a frosted eggplant. He muttered disgust and said, "How did you write this ......?"

Mu Chun instantly felt in a better mood, he turned around and left, and before leaving, he deliberately smiled with the stall owner and said, "It's just right." ”

As for why the stall owner has this expression, it is only because Mu Chun wrote three big words: Nineteen Texts - this really makes people laugh and cry.

Mu Chun left the calligraphy and painting stall, and he didn't have time to go to the market first to find someone who could make a fan, he went outside the barracks again.

This time, Mu Chun was about to hand over the letter he had prepared to the soldiers guarding the door and Zhang Qu to convey it, just as Mu Chun put the letter in the soldier's hand, Mu Chun saw a very familiar person, it was Zhang Qu.

Zhang Qu didn't plan to see Mu Chun again, but when he learned that Mu Chun came to look for him for the second time, Zhang Qu decided to see Mu Chun to see what else he had to say.

Zhang Qu at this time is very different from the Zhang Qu who walked with Mu Chun and them two days ago, the biggest thing is his temperament, at this time he has a bit of a murderous aura, which makes people shudder.

Mu Chun was outside the barracks gate, and when he saw Zhang Qu walking out of it in a military uniform, he walked in front of Mu Chun and said to the little soldier guarding the door: "I'll go out for a walk." ”

The young soldier shouted angrily: "Yes, Captain Zhang." ”

Zhang Qu came out of the barracks, which was to call Mu Chun to follow him. Zhang Qu is quite familiar with Yanzhou City, and he has been here before being transferred here this time, so Zhang Qu is clear about the affairs in the city after all. He took Mu Chun and walked towards the location of the city wall.

Yanzhou was the military center of the Great Song Dynasty, so even if it was a city wall, because there were soldiers on both sides, ordinary people were not allowed to enter.

Zhang Qu greeted the soldiers under the city wall and took Mu Chun to the city. The city walls clearly show the developments inside the city, but look out to see the desolation.

It was at this time that Zhang Qu opened his mouth and said to Mu Chun: "You say, find me something." ”

When Mu Chun heard Zhang Qu's words, he naturally wanted to answer this question for various reasons. But now Mu Chun's eyes are looking at the outside of Yanzhou City, especially in the west, there are patches of green space, and there are many things that Mu Chun can't see clearly.

Regarding Zhang Qu's question, Mu Chun could only answer like this: "It's nothing, I just want to talk to you about it." In fact, Mu Chun was at this time, and he still had some confusion in his heart, so he asked: "Zhang Qu, I want to know, why did you ...... that day?"

"Why?" Zhang Qu didn't seem to understand the meaning of Mu Chun's words, he just repeated: "What is the reason for your attitude to completely change. ”

When Zhang Qu heard Mu Chun ask this question, he immediately felt that he had made a wrong decision today, and he should not come out to see Mu Chun again. In Zhang Qu's view, although Mu Chun is standing here today, his thoughts and practices have not changed.

Zhang Qu looked at the deserted place in front of him, took a long sigh of relief, and when he saw Mu Chun on the side, he decided: It is better to take advantage of today's opportunity to talk about Mu Chun well, so that he can have a correct understanding of this.

Mu Chun saw that Zhang Qu hadn't spoken yet, and he was not in a hurry at this time, so he also set his eyes on the large area outside the city. Mu Chun looked at it, and said to himself: "Zhang Qu, do you think there will be a fight here?"

Mu Chun's question made Zhang Qu a little surprised and surprised, he didn't look at Mu Chun, but saw that he was looking at the scene outside the city.

At this time, Zhang Qu cleared his throat and said to Mu Chun solemnly: "We entered the black shop that day, I remember that I was drugged, and I don't know what happened next. Perhaps, Mu Chun, you can tell me what happened that day. ”

Mu Chun thought that Zhang Qu would ask this, but now that he wanted to listen to what happened, Mu Chun was a little curious and hesitant - he didn't know what medicine was sold in Zhang Qu's gourd. This is also because Mu Chun is not able to accurately identify Zhang Qu's pulse, and Mu Chun can not guess much about Zhang Qu's actions.

After Mu Chun pondered, he still opened his mouth to talk about the situation that day. Mu Chun started from Zhang Qu and them in a coma to how to take them out of the black shop, and as for how Mu Chun confronted those people, these were trivial matters. It's just that he was ruthless to the shopkeeper, which was outside of Mu Chun's plan, and he also passed it off.

Zhang Qu shouted to Mu Chun to stop, he wanted to listen to the process of attacking the shopkeeper.

Zhang Qu said this, and Mu Chun was naturally able to guess what Zhang Qu was doing. From this point of view, a large part of Zhang Qu's misunderstanding lies in this.

Mu Chun also had to talk to Zhang Qu about the Qingjing at that time at this time, and he didn't care whether Zhang Qu believed it or not. I just focused on telling him the mild score.

Zhang Qu stood on the city wall, blowing bursts of heat, and I don't know if he listened to what Mu Chun said. Only after a while, Zhang Qu asked Mu Chun: "It seems that there is no misunderstanding, it is that you deliberately hurt people." ”

Mu Chun felt that he had explained what he said dryly for a long time, but Zhang Qu was still stubborn and did not agree with Mu Chun's statement. He even said to Mu Chun: "Mu Chun, this matter is said to be in the past, and it will not pass, but - today I took someone to the black shop." I'm telling you, the shopkeeper is completely dead. ”

Mu Chun looked at Zhang Qu, he had always been worried about the matter of the black shop, even when it came to the moment, he still did not flinch in the slightest.

"I know, and then?" Mu Chun asked.

"What are you talking about!" Zhang Qu heard Mu Chun's answer so casually, and he immediately punched him. The distance between the two was not far away, and Mu Chun was defenseless at this time.

Zhang Qu's fist was firmly hit on the left side of Mu Chun's face.

Mu Chun felt that he was going crazy, he was here to reconcile, not to be beaten. Mu Chun suddenly became angry, but when he faced these people, he still maintained the calm he deserved on his face. He deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Zhang Qu, what do you want?"

Zhang Qu didn't want to do anything, these were just his hobbies, his work.

Zhang Qu was also a little stunned by Mu Chun's yelling, he looked at Mu Chun, and said loudly: "Do you know that killing people pays for your life? Although it is a black shop, you don't need to intervene in these things." ”

Listening to Zhang Qu's words again, Mu Chun felt a little better again, but this was said from their standpoint. But--Mu Chun touched the left side of his face, feeling that Zhang Qu's punch was too hard, if the strength was two layers higher, he was afraid that his left tooth would not be able to ask for it.

Therefore, Mu Chun gritted his teeth and said: "Zhang Qu, I have written down this punch, and one day I will ask you for it back." ”

"We'll see. Because of his position and profession, Zhang Qu cannot agree with Mu Chun's actions, after all, they represent two societies with different standards. But after a few days of getting along, Zhang Qu felt a little sorry for Mu Chun, after the incident in the black shop.

The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

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