The streets near the city are bustling, and the shouts of congratulations are higher and higher.

Mu Zheng walked slowly into Changkang Lane, and turned into a more hidden alley at the end of the alley, and the noisy sound gradually disappeared behind him.

Along the way, there were old workshops with closed doors, which were estimated to have been abandoned a long time ago, and in front of a red brick house, Mu Zheng stopped.

Mu Zheng tightened the woolen coat on his body, lowered the brim of his hat, and sneered: "I'm here." ”

Xue Gu, thirty-seven years old, was a bureaucrat of the Mu family, a traitor seeking glory, and was one of the fuses of the Mu family's defection case.

If it weren't for what Mu Zheng heard and saw with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that Xue Gu would betray his father, his father was so good to this man, Mu Zheng at that time never understood what this was for, perhaps, some people's stomachs, you will never be satisfied.

"Squeak", the wooden door was gently pushed open, Mu Zheng twisted the paint that had not dried on his fingers, and sniffed it again near his nose, the smell was still very pungent, it seems that it has been specially renovated today.

Mu Zheng walked into the small courtyard, and a man with a hunched back was cooking on the fire.

The man was wearing a gray cotton jacket, but with a very disproportionate belt, red and green, embroidered with a few red beans, and an animal that looked more like a chicken, the man stretched out the back of his clean hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, looked down at the colorful belt given by his daughter-in-law, and showed a happy smile.

Mu Zheng smiled and asked, "Xue Gu?"

Hearing the voice, the man raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Mu Zheng who pushed the door in, and asked vigilantly, "Are you?"

Mu Zheng didn't answer, looked up and took a closer look at the special scar on this man's face, and confirmed that this man was Xue Gu.

Looking at Mu Zheng, whose face was a little unusual, the man grabbed a rag and wiped his hands, got up from the stove and walked over, ready to catch up with the guests: "This little brother, but you are here to do business?

"Now I don't even dare to recognize my real name, I knew that I would be like this today, why did I bother in the first place? Uncle Xue Gu, did you say?" Mu Zheng lifted the brim of his hat, revealing a face that was slightly deformed because of his anger.

"Mu... You're not dead...?"

"You're disappointed?"

Looking at the somewhat familiar figure in front of him, a trace of surprise flashed in Xue Gu's eyes, and he guessed his next ending, and sighed helplessly: "After all, I still can't escape." ”

Mu Zheng sneered, the short sword slashed across the scabbard, and the air around him seemed to tremble.

At that time, a white light flashed in the air, like a male lion that had been sleeping for many years, let out a low roar, deafening, and extremely violent......

The blade of the sword stabbed into Xue Gu's arm that was blocking his chest, and blood dripped down.

Xue Gu took a few steps back, picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board, and took Mu Zheng's next sword.

The sound of swords intersecting kept coming from the courtyard, and with a clang, the knife was knocked down, the sword was pointed at his chest, and Mu Zheng looked at Xue Gu expressionlessly.

Stabbed, the short sword went deep and shallow, Xue Gu fell beside the stove, blood kept gushing out of his chest and mouth.

Xue Gu gasped heavily, covering the position of his chest, knowing that he didn't have much time, he squirmed his lips and squeezed out a few words: "Stop it, live well, don't take revenge..."

"I'm not going to kill your family, I'm going to kill you alone. Mu Zheng said coldly.

"Mu Zheng, the most important thing is to live, this matter is not something you can interfere with, I am innocent of death... But you're different, you still have a long way to go, don't... Check it out..."

"Do you know anything? Tell me, what is the truth of the year?" Mu Zheng stepped forward and grabbed Xue Gu's collar and asked anxiously.

There was no sound in the air for a long time, and Xue Gu's serene smile hung on the old man's face and remained motionless.

The water in the pot was boiling for a long time, Mu Zheng sighed deeply, put away the short sword, stepped forward to extinguish the fire, lifted the lid of the pot, and a rich fragrance came to his nose, and the small white and round glutinous rice dumplings were spooned into the bowl.

A smiling man rests his fingertips on the red bean on his belt, and a bowl of steaming rice balls rests beside him.

Lantern Festival... Happy, eat a bowl of rice balls, Uncle Xue Gu.

Crunch, the wooden door was closed, and then there was rain in the sky, and the rain came at the right time, slapping on Mu Zheng's body, and the blood mixed with some dirty things was washed into the ground.

Straw sandals stepped on the uneven gravel road, mixed with the sound of rain to make a crackling sound, through the small alley when the small alley turned in, the sound of the hurried footsteps of pedestrians on the street gradually came to the ears, this sudden heavy rain caused the crowd to disperse.

Walking on the street, a woman and child with a child bumped into him in a hurry, and the woman said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

"It's fine. ”

Between the shoulder collisions, a sachet fell from the rain, which should have been accidentally left by the woman, picked it up, he wanted to call the woman, turned to look, and there was no one there.

Mu Zheng looked down slightly at the sachet in his hand, the red beans soaked in the rain became more beautiful, so red and pure, have you seen it anywhere?

"Acacia red beans, which girl's family gave you this?"

The sound of brisk footsteps sounded, Mu Zheng looked up, and saw Bingqing holding an oil-paper umbrella coming from the corner.

"I said I picked it up, do you believe it or not?" Mu Zheng smiled awkwardly.

With a sigh, Bingqing's steps quickened, and he hurriedly stepped forward with an umbrella to cover him from the rain, a pair of smart eyes, which were squinting slightly at this time, and his small mouth was slightly pursed: "Do you believe me?"

"I swear, I really picked it up!" Mu Zheng said as he gestured, and secretly glanced at Bingqing.

Bingqing frowned slightly, and glared at him: "Obviously, you asked me to meet, but you asked me to wait for you at the door of the restaurant for most of the day, and I didn't explain a word when I met, Mu Zheng, what do you mean, don't you play me?"

After being stunned for a long time, he suddenly reacted, Mu Zheng knocked himself on the head, how could he forget that Bing Yanzhi had made an appointment to meet Bingqing for him, and secretly blamed himself in his heart.

"Don't be angry, it's my fault, I'm hungry, right? Today is the Lantern Festival, I'll take you to eat white and round rice balls, how many bowls do you want to eat, okay?"

Looking at Mu Zheng's anxious and remorseful look, Bingqing Nunu hummed softly, and the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually expanded.

Mu Zheng threw the sachet back, propped up the oil-paper umbrella in Bingqing's hand, and the two walked side by side.

The rain fell heavier and heavier, hitting his shoulders and hair, but he tilted his umbrella in the direction of the girl.

The rain came and went as fast as it came, and gradually stopped.

While Mu Zheng went back to change his clothes, Bingqing went deep into the lively market alone, walked straight into a cloth shop, took a package from the store and left the store.

Passing by a vendor, attracted by the shouting, he stopped, and picked up a good-looking jade bracelet with a white and slender hand, with a unique style, Bingqing was a little moved, thinking that the silver taels he was carrying were not enough, he finally put it down and turned to leave.

Back in the market, just as he was looking for a place to sit down and wait for Mu Zheng, a bright voice sounded from behind him.

"Isn't this Miss Bingqing, why does the Lantern Festival come out alone to wander around?"

With an impatient look on her face, Bing Qing turned her head to look at her, only to see a few people walking towards her, and it was the young man who was dressed more gorgeously who spoke.

The young man was about twenty years old, handsome, and stared at her with a pair of Danfeng eyes.

"What's the matter with you?" Bing Qing was unhappy with the young man's fiery gaze, and turned to leave.

Seeing Bingqing raise her feet and leave, the young man hurriedly stretched out his arms in front of him, blocking her way.

was blocked by the young man, Bing Qing could only stop, her moonlight blue eyes were raised lazily, and she reprimanded dissatisfiedly: "Young Master Cao, what are you stopping me from doing?"

Touched by the girl's smart eyes and delicate voice, Cao Yang was excited for half a second, and couldn't hide his admiration: "It's really fate to meet Miss Bingqing in the huge market, why don't I invite Miss Bing to have a cup of tea?"

"No need, I'm waiting for someone. Bingqing refused.

was unceremoniously rejected by Bingqing, Cao Yang's face looked a little ugly, as a disciple of the four major families, he still had some literacy, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he returned to his previous look: "Since Miss Bing has something, I won't force it, and I just don't have anything to do, so I'll chat with you and relieve your boredom?"

Looking at Cao Yang, who was unrelenting to her in front of him, he felt a burst of disgust in his heart, he usually showed her a lot of hospitality in the academy, and he couldn't get rid of it like a kraft candy.

Cao Yang was not angry, and said to himself: "Miss Bingqing, can you have a marriage match?" I think my Cao family is also one of the four major families, if the two families can marry, it must be beneficial to you and your family..."

Just when Cao Yang's whole person was about to get to Bingqing, a palm pushed Cao Yang away in a quick step.

Bingqing was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked up, a delicate and fair little face was slightly angry, and Mu Zheng's face was not very good-looking at this time.

Mu Zheng glared at Bingqing helplessly, grabbed her with his hand, protected her behind him, and smiled at Cao Yangpi: "Has Young Master Cao forgotten the second miss of the Shangguan family? If you really marry Bingqing, how should this second miss of Shangguan deal with herself?"

Cao Yang was shocked, how could he forget this matter, he had made a baby kiss with the second lady of the Shangguan family since he was a child, if he married this Bingqing, he would indeed lose the face of the Shangguan family, and snorted lightly: "The Bing family is just a small border family in the final analysis, and this young master can take a fancy to the blessing that they have cultivated for half a lifetime, so he must not mind the matter of fame." ”

Mu Zheng's face stiffened, but his hands under his sleeves were clenched tightly: "Cao Yang, is you also worthy of Shang Bingqing?"

"Are you worthy? A pariahs in the slums? Kicked out of the garbage, you still think you are the young master of the Mu family three years ago? Wake up, your kid is just a lost dog now, a pariah!"

Not only Cao Yang ridiculed, but even the disciples around the Cao family and the onlookers also laughed.

"Trash?" Mu Zheng sneered, his eyes swept over Cao Yang's chest, his face showed a strange meaning, and he glanced at Cao Yang obliquely: "A waste who hasn't even awakened his basic talent deserves to call me rubbish?" If it weren't for Old Man Cao's face, I'm afraid Dean Qinglin would have kicked you out a long time ago, right?"