Chapter 112: Childhood Sweetheart?
On this day, the eldest grandson Wuji knelt as usual, came out of the ancestral hall and went to the kitchen to find food, and just picked up a piece of sauced beef, he suddenly heard a coquettish voice: "Eldest grandson, don't come unharmed." β
The eldest grandson Wuji was so frightened that his flesh fell, looking left and right, but he couldn't see anyone.
I just heard Boss Xi's voice?
The eldest grandson squatted down and looked at a rat hole under the kitchen wall, but heard Xiyan's somewhat angry voice: "Idiot, where are you looking, it's up there!"
"Uh, Boss Xi, why are you sneaky and dressed so weirdly. β
Xiyan jumped down from the beam of the house, and her chest in tight black clothes was straightened, almost bursting:
"It's not Yuwen Tuo's guy yet, when I meet you, don't let people see it, really. β
Yuwen Tuo seems to be going to do something big!
The eldest grandson Wuji was relieved in his heart: he was in danger of being rich, and his 900,000 taels seemed to be about to fall, but he scolded according to her words: "Phew, don't mention that kid, I was fooled by him last time, and I actually lent him the principal of 30,000 taels, grandma!"
"Poof, the slave family will definitely relay your words to Yuwen Gongzi. β
"Uh..... I'm just going to complain, don't tell him...... Hey, my gold...... You'd better hurry up and get down to business. β
"Seriously? maybe. β
Xiyan had a strange expression, and told the eldest grandson Wuji the news that Mo Xiaolou asked her to pass on as it was.
"Ha, Brother Yuwen really understands me. To tell you the truth, if he does ask me to do something, I don't know how to do it. As for this kind of-stirring stick, hehe, wrap it up on me!"
......
Man Qingyuan did not open the door today, and the four big words 'brand upgrade' were posted on the door......
It's still that room, Mo Xiaolou is constantly sketching with a homemade quill pen, it seems that he is drawing a drawing, the lines are extremely complicated, making Dugufeng on the side feel numb when he sees it.
"Tuo, what the hell are you drawing, it's too ugly. β
Mo Xiaolou chuckled, "The internal structure of the Tower of Babel is very interesting. β
"I think it's boring......"
"The most boring thing is you, you just wait and see?"
"Hmph, I like it~"
After contact in the past few days, Mo Xiaolou has some understanding of the girl's character. On the one hand, this is a proud girl of heaven with a high talent in martial arts, but on the other hand, she is like a child who does not understand the world and can almost be said to be naΓ―ve.
But it is precisely in this way that her unique temperament has been formed, which is very different from the women Mo Xiaolou has seen in the past, and Mo Xiaolou faintly feels that this woman's future achievements are not even limited by the Dugu family.
Seeing that Mo Xiaolou was busy painting and ignored himself, Dugu Feng pouted and said boredly: "These days, it seems that you are either writing and painting here, or going out to make friends with officials and give them gifts?"
Mo Xiaolou didn't look at her, nodded and said, "After all, I just entered the official career, so let's dredge up my contacts." β
"That's how you send it...... Hopefully the money is enough. β
"Oh. Also. β
Mo Xiaolou raised his head suddenly, and looked at Dugu Feng with burning eyes: "Speaking of which, I just happened to have something to find you...... Well, aren't we good friends?"
"Huh?!"
"Hey, don't be in a hurry to leave......"
Mo Xiaolou looked at the back of Dugu Feng jumping out of the window speechlessly, and this fashion show came out with a smile on his face, and said with a grin: "Miss Feng is very good." β
The corners of Mo Xiaolou's mouth curved and asked, "Have you seen your Grandpa Lu?"
Shang Xiufang nodded and said, "Well, grandpa said that if it is rebuilt according to your ideas, there will be insufficient manpower, so let you think of a way." β
"Well, I'll solve the manpower problem. β
......
The rumors continue to ferment, so that as soon as Mo Xiaolou goes out, he will be secretly pointed at by some ignorant people.
"Look, that's the demon Yuwen Tuo. β
"It was he who confused His Majesty and made the Great Sui army prepare in vain for half a year. β
"The Holy Favor believes in traitors, I'm afraid the Great Sui is really ......"
As the saying goes, the mouth of the people is more cautious than the Sichuan.
This kind of unfalsifiable rumor is the most difficult to deal with, and it can only wait for it to dissipate on its own, and if it comes out to explain, it will become more and more black.
fortunately
The eldest grandson, Wuji, is also a good hand at spreading rumors. Most of the family industries are gambling houses, teahouses, brothels and other places where the three religions and nine streams gather.
Not long after, a completely different version of the rumor from before quietly circulated in Luoyang.
Sure enough, a few days later, the wind of rumors changed, and it was said that Yuwen Tuo was the reincarnation of the ancient artifact Kunlun Mirror, and he could see through the past and the future through his eyes.
The reason why His Majesty's expedition was stopped was because he saw the future scenario, and if Yang Guang insisted on going his own way to conquer Goryeo, he would definitely be defeated. At that time, the world will be in chaos and the lives will be ruined.
However, Yuwen Tuo also suffered from the curse of heaven for leaking the secret of heaven. The purpose of building the Tower of Babel is that Yuwen Tuo used it to communicate with the heavens and ask the gods for sin. The so-called miraculous thing, auspicious clouds from the sky, I am afraid that Yuwen Tuo made up a lie in order to let Yang Guang fully help him build the Tower of Babel.
According to the news from the Bixiu girl of Man Qingyuan, Yuwen Tuo has been hiding in the room these days, and Shen Shendao is writing and painting, and it seems that he is really communicating with the upper realm.
......
In short, all kinds of mysterious rumors emerge in endlessly, and the public already has a herd mentality, plus it is the most suitable for gossip, and things related to gods and ghosts, so the entire Luoyang City, if you don't talk about this after dinner, it can be said that it is outdated.
The guy with a big brain even helped these rumors fill in all kinds of details, saying it as if it was true, boasting to others so much that he believed it himself.
Of course, there are also discordant voices coming out, some of these people are sent by forces hidden in the shadows, and some are people arranged by Mo Xiaolou himself.
"This Yuwen Tuo is really a demon, for fear of being scolded, he actually came up with such a distracting rumor. β
"Well, I don't think so. The Tower of Babel will be built in a month at most, and if he lies, it will be too easy to debunk. β
"Don't forget, he is the champion of the three yuan and the first, just based on his eloquence in the court, I think this person will definitely not make such a stupid move. β
"I see the same thing as Brother Wang's heroes. This kind of lie is too easy to debunk, and no fool will come up with such a bad idea. β
"Anyway, I'll only have to wait a month to know the results, and I'd really like to see what God looks like. β
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In any case, as soon as these rumors came out, whether people believed them or not, one thing was certain: the contradictions and attention of the people were so skillfully channeled, and they were all focused on the day when the Tower of Babel was built.
Some people are waiting to see Yuwen Tuo's jokes, some people are waiting to see the gods surrender their crimes, and some people are waiting for auspicious luck from the sky to protect my Great Sui......
Conquest of Goryeo, who the cares about this?
Late at night, Yuwen's house.
Yu Wenhua's eyes were sharp and arrogant, with a condescending momentum, and there were two people standing behind him, both in their twenties, one with a dark face, the other with a pale face, and their eyes were a little indifferent.
"The wicked seed was dizzy, and came up with this trick of drinking a donkey to quench his thirst, and I looked up to him. β
The black-faced young man sneered: "That kid is the waste of the family, and he was blown up with a hammer, what real skills can he have." β
The white-faced young man also said, "...... After all, it's a little white face, thinking that after reading a few books, he can learn to strategize like those strategists in the book, hehe. β
"Cut, as long as he still wants to rely on abandoning martial arts and literature, he thinks that he can turn over if he is admitted to the top of the exam, I bah! In this world, only those who have the resources can speak. Isn't he the best talent, the sole leader? Hehe, as soon as rumors spread, he will be beaten back to his original form. β
Yu Wenhua waved his hand and said, "Li Yuan's old boy doesn't know where to find a one-armed staff, he can come up with such a clever move, and without moving a single soldier, he made Yuwen Tuo so embarrassed, and he took advantage of the situation to destroy Yang Guangwei's style...... Hmph, Sui Ting is in decline, but you can't let Li Yuan, a eunuch, pick peaches! If there is a chance, then the staff will still kill it. β
"Don't worry, my lord, the dead soldiers in the clan have already rushed to Taiyuan. β
"Well, well done. β