Aggrieved Fish Sprite

Too many words and too many mistakes, Mo Li decisively closed his eyes and refused to talk to Meng Qi.

The cold wind blows through the pine forest, and snowflakes fall again.

Under the tree, the ink carp sat still, a few strands of her long hair slipped out, just hanging by her ears.

The profile of his side face is very soft, the corners of his lips are slightly raised, and the curvature is so small that it is almost invisible, but because of this, no matter how indifferent or cold his expression is on weekdays, it will not make people nervous.

If he is willing to open his eyes and look over with concern with those gentle eyes, one's heart will miss a beat.

Meng Qi thought, not only himself, but he also saw the doctor when he was seeing people in the wild market.At first he didn't think it was a good taste, but he was soon attracted by the doctor who carefully pulsed and took acupuncture seriously, and he didn't want to look away.

No matter who it is, there is no exception.

When the doctor spoke, he was calm and calm.

— but it's also attractive when not talking.

Meng Qi's eyes slid along Mo Li's forehead to the bridge of his nose, and then lingered on his lips for a moment before looking at his ears which were half covered by his hair.

The earlobe is full, but the flesh above the tip of the ear is a bit thin, probably because of this, so when the ears turn red, the tip of the ear is particularly obvious.Mo Li himself knew this shortcoming, so he always looked at others squarely, his eyes were firm, his expression was flawless, and with his demeanor, others couldn't notice the mystery on his ear tips.

Meng Qi only discovered this secret after he turned into a gerbil.

It is pomegranate red, like a ripe fruit, I really want to take a bite.

The fat mouse held back, because standing on the shoulder of the ink carp, it could only reach the earlobe, looking up the whole way.

This kind of reality is really terrible. If it is a handsome and mighty Haidongqing, if it stands on the shoulder like this, it must—wait, if the raptor takes a bite, no matter how light or heavy it is, a piece of meat It's gone, how can this work?

The doctor would not stuff Haidongqing into his arms, nor would he hold Haidongqing in his palm.

That's all, gerbils are gerbils, there's nothing wrong with that.

"……Um?"

The tip of the ear seems a little red?illusion?

Suddenly Meng Qi met a pair of angry eyes, he realized belatedly that he was no longer a gerbil, his gaze was too unscrupulous, the doctor could feel it.

"Brother Meng, it's late at night, it's time to rest."

For a moment, Mo Li wanted to send this guy to the teacher, so that he could experience Mr. Qin's way of keeping in good health.

So good, how dare you stay up in the middle of the night? !

Here, Mo Li was upset, and Meng Qi strangely took the doctor's words into another meaning.

When he had a fit of madness before, he went straight into the Jinyi Weizhi Office and killed the deputy commander. When he came out, he was a little more sober, and stopped on a roof, just in time to hear a couple of clerks talking.

It's late at night, it's time to settle down.

Then there was a burst of couple's dunlun's voice, Meng Qi accidentally heard the corner and could only back away.

It's okay to walk away in embarrassment.After all, things about the bed are common in the world, and it is very common to accidentally bump into them. Why haven't you seen them after living for a long time?

In the early years, Meng Qi also caught the sergeant going out against the order and not returning to the camp at night in the fireworks alley.

What's the point of this kind of thing?Barely tied up and escorted back to military law enforcement, regardless of the extent of the good deeds the arrested person did in the house at that time, is he still afraid of the eye of a needle?

I don't know if it's because of being in the army for many years, Meng Qi doesn't have the faults of those Taoist masters, nor does he pay attention to the etiquette of a gentleman, whether it's the dancers' charming dance postures, or their gorgeous faces and slender figures However, Meng Qi was not interested, and even if a dude took advantage of Jiaofang Secretary's tricks for fun at the banquet, he could take it lightly.

It's like seeing a tree, a cloud, or two wild geese.

Friends in the past joked that this was not the style of a man in the world of mortals. No wonder that when it comes to the post of national teacher, even Emperor Chu Yuan felt that it was most appropriate to give Meng Qi, because it looked like it.

For some reason today, Meng Qi suddenly remembered these things, including the corner of the roof and listening to the corner of the back of his head that he had forgotten when he met him.

——What is it that the body is in the secular world, but the heart is in the clouds?It's nothing more than not meeting someone.

If not, if you cross the boundary again, it will be like a breeze in your ears, and the lake in your heart will not be able to ripple.

If so, those Xu ordinary words can also be imagined, and he has to pretend to be calm when he is distracted.

"The doctor didn't rest. If I fell asleep, how would I know I was awake?" Meng Qi narrowed his eyes and played a trick of sophistry, which can be said to be very childish, but you don't know what I mean when you don't look at me.

How could Mo Li be defeated by such a sentence? He also has a legitimate argument.

"Brother Meng's illness has slightly improved, so he won't listen to the doctor's orders?"

"It's been a long night, and I don't want to sleep, so I ask the doctor to teach me." Meng Qi was relaxed, seeing every move.

The doctor's medical skills are very good, and his talent and learning are also very good, but when it comes to the art of war, Meng Guoshi is the expert in this field.

The so-called soldiers are impermanent, and water is impermanent. If you want to capture a strong city, don't stick to the form!What the hell do you want to do?Can you win the battle?Can't, then don't!

"When I was a white mouse, I had a good night's sleep. Thinking about it carefully, it was a rare sound sleep for so many years." Meng Qi put on a serious expression, asking for advice, and asked earnestly, "At that time, I only felt the rumble of the waterfall. There is warmth around my body, and my consciousness sinks into the depths of the dream, unable to move, unwilling to leave."

Mo Li stared fixedly at the luggage in front of him, with a cold expression, motionless.

However, Meng Qi already knew his secret, and his eyes just slipped to Mo Li's ears.

Well, just reddish.

Probably embarrassment, maybe a little exasperation.

Meng Qi quickly changed his strategy, accepted it as soon as it was good, and said casually: "The mutton brought by Mr. Jinfeng is very powerful. After a little roasting on the fire, it broke my dream. Hey, in this world Sweet dreams, all kinds of thoughts, always come back to the problem of filling the stomach, what do you think of the doctor?"

This is a deep statement, Mo Li thought about it carefully, it is not.

Whether they want to usurp the throne or want to help the world, if people in the world can't even eat, who will care about their right and wrong?

"With the power of one person, how can we save the world?" Mo Li casually used what Mr. Qin usually said.

Meng Qi replied naturally: "I used to think that changing the person in charge of the world, changing the surname for power, changing the clean stream for the court, the world can change, but I was wrong."

This involves Meng Qi's privacy, or his sore spot.

Even if he took the initiative to say it now, Mo Li felt that it was not suitable to interrupt and comment at will. Of course, it was a different matter when Meng Qi went crazy and went into a corner.

"Later, I saw the doctor and listened to Ning Changyuan's words. I was deeply moved."

Meng Qi still remembered how Ning Changyuan moved Mo Li. Although Daoist Ning was admirable, he couldn't back down. This was not a battle of wills, but a half-life ideal.

"It is not advisable to change the world from top to bottom. It should start with the people. Old Mr. Qin travels around the world and hangs pots to help the world. It is the power of one person. Ning Daochang saves people and spreads virtue. It is the ability of several people. Compared with the world, it is still a Meager. Ning Changyuan himself said that most people don’t ask for help, because they are reluctant to take care of themselves, but what if every household can fill their stomachs? Honor and disgrace."

Mo Li didn't want to go to bed anymore, and said seriously: "The truth is like this, but how can every family have enough food and clothing? I heard that in Jiangnan and other places, the harvest is good every year, but the tenants are still ruined."

Meng Qi said unhurriedly: "From ancient times to the present, no matter how the world changes and people's hearts change, they always work around the old rules. If you don't jump out, the old conflicts will not go away, and new troubles will arise. Just like what the doctor said Said, what is the crux of the problem of starving the tenants to death in a good year?"

"The gentry oppressed the people and imposed high rents?"

"The common people live on the land, and the clan swallows up the land, drives out the people, and then takes the land as the foundation of the family, complacent. Although some people rely on themselves, or imperial examinations, or business, to change the fate of themselves and their families, but they have changed , and became the person I once hated. The first generation may still have benevolence and righteousness, knowing the difficulties of the poor, and it will be different when it is passed on to the descendants." Meng Qi looked deeply at Mo Li, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't rely on the land It’s useless for the rich to swallow the land, and the matter will be solved.”

The ink carp was a little dazed, but also faintly felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, he heard Meng Qi ask: "I heard from the doctor that the mountain spirit of Silang Mountain is not yet enlightened. Is it really unconscious? The Si family does not farm, and the fields in Qiuling County also fail to harvest every year. No one grows anymore, and anyone who needs food has to go elsewhere to buy it. People in Qiuling County often go to other places to do business, and there are countless merchants in the city. Before the earthquake, everyone had to live, and no one died of starvation."

Mo Li was still in a daze, Meng Qi said again: "Although the world is big, if the food in one land can support people in three lands, those who don't farm are richer than those who farm. Will everyone snatch the land?"

"...Brother Meng is right, but Shanling..."

Longmai can't let one mu of land produce three mu of grain, and it can't call the wind and rain!

Mo Li was so entangled that he couldn't even maintain his composure.

Meng Qi got the answer from Mo Li's eyes. Although he was a little disappointed, he was not discouraged.

Mountain spirits can't do it, but people may not be able to. I heard that in the southernmost Qiongzhou, grain can be harvested three times a year!

"Doctor, we are actually mountain spirits." Meng Qi asked leisurely.

Mo Li was startled, and looked up at Meng Qi.

"You think very seriously, and your expression is very obvious." Meng Qi said unhurriedly, "Of course, I guessed it a long time ago, and your reaction just verified my idea."

Mo carp did not speak.

"The mountain spirit can be a tree. Of course, it could also be a fish or a mouse. It's not difficult to guess. I have been the national teacher of the Chu Dynasty for 30 years, and I have been in charge of the country's sacrifices. I have heard true and false rumors in the world, but I never Never seen a monster."

Meng Qi pointed to the earth pit where the golden silk armor was buried, and said thoughtfully: "The alchemist cheats the world and steals his name, basically he can't harm anyone, but you want to inquire about the rumors of the dragon veins in Yongzhou, and you are very nervous. It seems that the dragon veins are the mountain spirits also?"

"..."

Mo Li stared at Meng Qi, and was relieved to find that the other party had no symptoms of madness.

Then he thought, Meng Qi thinks that people in the world spread rumors and regard mountain spirits as dragon veins, so they don't even know that they can become dragons!Should I tell him, or not?

Seeing him so proud... I don't want to say it.

The author has something to say:

Qin Lu: Such a serious madness?How do you keep patients from wreaking havoc?

Mo Li: It's not me, it's the ideal. He doesn't want to be a dragon, he wants to be a Shennong.

Qin Lu: ... what?

Ink Carp: The God of Harvest

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Meng Qi: Ha, have you forgotten that I am a national teacher?There are no monsters in the world, I know this much better than you, okay?

Ink carp: ...

Very angry, I want Meng Guoshi who has no memory.

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Thanks to Mr. Jinfeng for the mutton, the truth is very deep.

Young Master Jinfeng:? ? ?