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Qin State, Meng Mansion.

The Meng Mansion is the residence of General Meng Ao, so it is different from other mansions. For example, there are ordinary servants or housekeepers guarding the gates of others, but there are indeed two dignitary guards in front of the Meng Mansion. The dignified soldier, with his head held high and his face firm, reminded Mo Dou of his uncle in the People's Liberation Army, and Mo Dou felt that he was even more stupid compared to him who ran to his house in a daze early in the morning.

God knows why Yingzheng went crazy early in the morning, and gave himself a lot of lamp oil. God knows how he knew that he was short of lamp money, but he didn't know why he was moved by this lamp oil, and ran to Meng The government wanted to help Ying Zheng find out about the situation...

What the hell can he inquire about!

Maybe people have never heard of my name, let alone running to their door so recklessly, even if they send invitations according to the ceremony, they are unlikely to respond...

Unexpectedly, I still have such a reckless side... Mo Dou criticized himself all over in his heart, and then wanted to go back dejectedly.

The two little brothers in front of the door have also been paying attention to the ink fountain for a long time. Originally, they wanted to follow the old rules. If the brat dared to come, they would throw it directly on the street. Even if there were people above him, they would still throw it. The child is very strange, just looking at them from such a distance, they are hairy all over, and now they hang their heads again, feeling as if they have bullied him, which makes the two of them feel guilty for no reason, but what do they really do? Nothing is done!

so tired……

Seeing that the child was finally leaving, both of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a lot more relaxed.

However, they all relaxed too soon.

"Be careful, get out of the way!"

In the distance, a horse rushed over, about 100 meters away, and was about to hit the ink fountain. If ordinary ancients who have never seen a horse and are used to a slow life come, they might not be able to react. He just waited straight to hit him, but Mo Dou is a modern person who is shuttling on the road, he immediately reacted, quickly dodged to the side, and escaped in danger.

The person on the horse seemed to be trying hard to rein in the horse. When he saw someone in front of him, he tried to grab the rein. When the horse tightened, he raised his hoof. With his back straightened, the horse's legs were not strong enough, and he couldn't hold the horse's belly for a while, so he fell down.

"Son!"

The soldiers by the door exclaimed, and the servants behind finally followed, but they could only watch helplessly as their young master fell down.

A group of people turned their backs on their backs, and the servants and soldiers surrounded them anxiously: "Young master, are you alright?"

"Did it break?"

"Quickly go to the mansion and call the doctor!"

"It's okay! Shut up!" The person who fell off the horse seemed to have no problems, he could get up immediately, and still had the energy to stop others from moving, "Don't say anything, don't tell grandpa and father about this!"

But some people are still worried: "Young Master, let the doctor take a look, don't make any mistakes."

The little boy stared: "Shut up, I don't need it!"

There was a lot of noise here, and Mo Dou next to him stood up with sore teeth and back, and grinned to see if there was any problem with him. Of course that person was fine, because he was used as a meat pad for others, so if there is a problem, he is fine!

Fortunately, there is no major problem. The person who pressed him is not very old, only in his teens. Although he feels a little heavier than his peers, he is less stressed than an adult, so the ink fountain is just scratched. Although there are still risks such as bacterial infection and tetanus, it is better than a broken bone. If a broken bone is really broken, maybe he will become a disabled person.

It's not going well... let's go back and clean the wound...

Mo Dou shook his head helplessly, ready to go back, but God seemed to want to toss Mo Dou, determined not to let Mo Dou go back.

After the young master finally dealt with his own servants even with threats and threats, he finally remembered Mo Dou as a victim. Seeing that Mo Dou was about to leave, he quickly stopped him. Seeing that Mo Dou was younger than himself, he said in a panic, "Are you alright?"

Mo Dou glanced at the young man in front of him who was so nervous that he didn't even know where to put his hands, and couldn't help laughing. He stayed with Ying Zheng all the time, making him think that all the 13-year-olds here were as old as him. This person is like a thirteen-year-old child.

Mo Dou smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing."

The young master was already ashamed of his riding skills, and felt guilty towards Mo Dou. When Mo Dou smiled like this, he suddenly became angry from embarrassment: "What are you laughing at? Are you laughing at my riding skills?!"

Mo Dou said honestly, "No."

Just laughing at your cuteness.

The little boy carefully stared at Mo Dou's innocent eyes, and made sure that Mo Dou did not contain any malice. The little boy was immediately discouraged, deflated like a rubber ball, and said weakly, "Okay, I hit you just now. You, if you have anything to do, come here to find me, my name is Meng Tian, ​​just inform the soldiers."

The guard nodded fiercely at the side: "You saved my young master, I will remember you, next time you have something to come directly to me."

The Meng Family's weight in Qin State is very important, this is a big promise, but Mo Dou doesn't care about this favor, what he cares about is that the person in front is Meng Tian!

That Meng Tian who built the Great Wall, built straight roads, defeated the Huns, and changed the writing brushes!Counting their ages, Meng Tian and Ying Zheng were born in the same year, so they can really match each other.

God didn't come to torment him, but to give him big cakes!If he doesn't grab this pie, he will be blinded in vain!

Mo Dou tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly asked with a smile, "How many times did you fall?"

If it weren't for Mo Dou's tender shell, he would definitely be taken away by Meng Tian's personal soldiers as a strange millet: Sure enough, he is still laughing at me!

Meng Tian's eyes widened: "It's none of your business!"

Meng Tian likes to stare... Mo Dou wrote down a small book in his heart, and then continued to seduce Meng Tian: "I have a way to prevent you from falling off the horse."

Meng Tian didn't believe it: "You lied!"

Mo Dou continued to tease him: "A liar is a puppy."

Seeing Meng Tian's angry and annoyed look, Mo Dou finally had the feeling that he was an adult, so he temporarily let go of the child version of Meng Tian: "I didn't lie to you, I really have a way."

"You are so young, you have this ability?" Meng Tian asked suspiciously, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Ink fountain."

"You are the one who made Quyuanli?" Meng Tian began to waver, "If so, it is not impossible..."

The ink fountain adds fuel to the fire, using the aggressive method: "How about it, dare to take a walk with me?"

As a result, Meng Tian gave him a contemptuous look: "Provocative methods are useless to me, but I am very interested in what you said, so it's okay to take a walk with you."

Meng Tian nodded while talking, and immediately made a decision: "Go, if you lie to me, I won't do anything to you, and the previous affairs between the two of us will be written off!"

Yo, I still remember the favors from before... The ancients really didn't have a fuel-efficient lamp, were they so clever at such a young age?

Mo Dou complained in his heart, but didn't show it on his face, and nodded to Meng Tian: "Okay."

Immediately lead the way, leading Meng Tian and his horse to his home, leaving a group of servants watching things develop inexplicably, never at a loss.

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