Vicissitudes know Jinhua

Ge Shu Yepo's eyeballs are not black, but a gray that is almost strangely changing in layers. The color of the eyeballs keeps getting lighter from the outer circle to the inner circle, gradually transitioning from the cold and hard dark gray of iron to the soft silver gray of satin. The center of the pupil is unexpectedly Nearly colorless and transparent, each edge refracts the light, and the eyes are so clear that they seem to have nothing, and the turning and closing of the eyes is like cold electricity flying through the sky.

For a moment Mu Zishi was terrified, and he couldn't help feeling a strange feeling of fear. A gleam of coldness ran from the back of his neck to his back—these eyes were clearly the eyes of a beast, and there was no trace of human emotion in them.

Ge Shu Ye was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled softly: "So you too..."

Mu Zishi came back to his senses, only felt his fingertips were cold, and asked, "What is it?"

Ge Shu Yepo didn't answer, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you really Wan Jing's nephew?"

Mu Zishi's expression remained unchanged: "Of course, but because of the death of his parents, he can only come to seek refuge with his uncle. Fortunately, my uncle cherishes the past and always treats him generously."

Speaking of walking out of the hall to lead the way, Ge Shu Ye took big strides to follow him and walked side by side with him, saying: "Your uncle certainly values ​​capable people... By the way, you look like you are definitely from an unusual background, your parents are both who?"

Mu Zishi said: "It's just a commoner who lives in a mean alley. It's not worth mentioning. It's dirty to the son's ears."

Ge Shu Yepo didn't pursue the root cause, but instead asked: "You have a capital accent, are you from Chenjing?"

Mu Zishi became even more vigilant, but he smiled and said, "Hmm... From Mr. Ge Shu's accent, it seems to be the same?"

Ge Shu Yepo didn't hold back, nodded and said, "Yes, I grew up in Beijing, and my local accent is hard to change."

After walking silently for a while, he sighed softly: "I still think about Sanxilou's bad lamb's trotters and roast duck to this day. What about you, which specialty dish do you like?"

Mu Zishi smiled and said, "Sanxi Tower? That's the best restaurant on Zhuque Street. I've never been to such a good place. At most, during the festivals, my late father would occasionally buy a box of assorted snacks from Sanxi Tower to explain to our brothers. It’s all about satisfying hunger.”

There was no flaw in what he said, and even his eyes were full of envy and yearning. Ge Shu Ye turned his eyes and asked, "How old are you this year?"

Mu Zishi was impatient for a long time, but he was not lacking in courtesy, he said: "Sixteen, the young master is older than me, please give me more advice in the future."

Ge Shu Yepo was thoughtful: "Sixteen..."

There was a sense of sadness in the voice.

Mu Zishi was a little curious, but suddenly his wrist tightened, and he grabbed it. Looking up, Ge Shuye smiled and said in a low voice: "Your name is Zishi... Does the name Shi have a special meaning?"

This move was very abrupt and rude. Mu Zishi was taken aback, and he couldn't help but get angry. This Ge Shu kept questioning and probing him for no reason. , said indifferently: "Is there any unmarried sister in Mr. Ge Shu's family, are you in a hurry to marry Zishi?"

As soon as the words fell, Ge Shu Yepo was extremely angry as if touched by the scales, and growled: "What did you say?"

The corners of his mouth were clenched and his teeth were clenched, his face immediately appeared rough and ferocious, and the three attendants formed a fan shape silently, bowing and twisting their waists, ready to go, as if as long as Ge Shu Ye gave an order, he would He rushed forward and tore Mu Zishi alive.

Mu Zishi's heart trembled, and he took two steps back, but now he has no fear, and said coldly: "I am neither a servant of Mr. Ge Shu's house, nor a junior of your nephew, if you want to teach me a lesson Shi, please come to my uncle and make it clear, if I have been rude, I will sincerely apologize."

Ge Shu Yepo stared at him fiercely and remained silent.

Among the three, Yang Xiezi walked lightly, and the other one looked like a black and strong iron tower, with a neck thicker than ordinary people's thighs, more like a bear than a human, and the last one was wearing a green shirt with arrow sleeves. His shoulders were wide and his waist was slender, his face was gorgeous, his lips were slightly pursed, plump and rosy, and he was quite indistinguishable.

Picking any one of these three people would be like an eagle fighting a rabbit against him, but Mu Zishi was extremely calm. Ge Shu Yepo didn't speak, but he also held his breath, looking straight at Ge Shu Yepo without making any concessions.

At this embarrassing moment when I don't know whether the mountain rain or the thunder is coming, I can only hear the sound of footsteps, and a shrill and lively voice beaming with joy: "Oh, why is Brother Shu still here! Zishi you How do you entertain the distinguished guests? I have packed up the Pine Wind Tower, just waiting for the young master to come, who knows that if the first waiter does not come, the second waiter will not come, the brewed tea is cold!"

For the first time in three years, Mu Zishi felt that Qian Dingxiang's beauty and words were gratifying, so he hurriedly lowered his head to avoid it, and Qian Dingxiang said affectionately, "I'd better take Master Shu there!"

Ge Shu Yepo took a look at Mu Zishi, his pupils were full of sparks, mysterious and unpredictable, and said with a smile, "Madam please."

Zhuxi, who was following behind Qian Dingxiang, tugged on Mu Zishi's sleeve quietly, and said in a low voice, "I have something to say to you..."

Qian Dingxiang turned her head and said to Mu Zishi: "Your sister has something to do with you, so don't meddle with Brother Shu!"

Mu Zishi replied respectfully: "Yes."

Gently took Zhuxi's hand, smiling at the beginning of the rain, and the atmosphere that seemed to be tense just now had never existed at all: "Mr. Ge Shu is good to have a rest, read Zexuan tonight, uncle and I are waiting for you."

Zhuxi blushed, and followed Mu Zishi to a rockery in the garden.

A few petals fell on Muzishi's shoulders, Zhuxi brushed them away with his hand, but before he opened his mouth, his eyes felt sore and tears flowed out.

Mu Zishi asked with a smile: "What's the matter? You are looking for me in a hurry because you want me to watch you cry?"

Seeing him as if nothing had happened, Zhuxi was even more aggrieved, and said: "How have I treated you these past few years, don't you have a heart?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Mu Zishi held her face in one hand and gently wiped away the tears: "Why? Good sister, I just tease you, I don't know how good you are, who else understands?"

Zhuxi was not stupid, and said quietly: "You coax me! If you really want to marry me, why don't you ask dad to make the decision? Even if it doesn't happen this year, then you should set a date. Now there is no word, but What do people think!"

Mu Zishi sighed: "Zhuxi, to tell you the truth, not only won't it happen this year, but I'm afraid it won't be in time to organize our wedding next year."

Zhuxi was extremely ashamed and angry, bit his lip, and whispered softly, but with a hint of threat: "Mu Zishi, are you looking at me to bully me?"

"How could I be willing to..." Mu Zishi only pretended not to see the hatred in her eyes, and said, "But Mu's book etiquette is handed down to the family, and the death of parents requires five years of filial piety, and it has just been more than three years now."

Zhuxi still didn't believe it, and asked suspiciously: "Five years? How did I hear that the death of parents is just a three-year ban on marriage?"

Mu Zishi shook his head and smiled wryly: "Don't you believe it? Although the Mu family's family is in decline, the etiquette system cannot be abolished... Could it be that I would lie to you with my dead parents? You didn't realize that Shao Chong and I have been in the same relationship for the past few years. Wear plain clothes?"

Zhuxi took a look and saw that he was indeed wearing a plain long gown with dark patterns, and the belt around his waist had no gold or jade ornaments, so he felt ashamed and guilty for a moment: "I... I don't know this."

Mu Zishi said softly: "How can I blame you? Uncle knows the rules of the Mu family, so he has never told your mother about this marriage. The old man is afraid that he will delay you...I am also afraid that you will be wasted waiting. Good man, you might as well..."

Zhu Xi suddenly raised his head and interrupted: "For this reason, I will wait with peace of mind, no matter how good or bad, and no matter how long I wait, I will always be your man!"

After finishing speaking, he took off the peach blossoms at the sideburns, stuffed them into Mu Zishi's hands, turned around and ran away, but turned his head and said in a lingering voice: "Mu Zishi, don't blame me!"

Mu Zishi smiled, and stood there for a while, and when he could no longer see her back, he threw away the branch of peach blossom and was about to move when he heard a rough and hoarse voice coming from behind a stack of boulders. Lai: "Brother, if you keep lying to her like this, aren't you afraid of going to hell?"

Immediately a half-grown boy jumped out, with a displeased expression on his face, it was Qi Shaochong, he had lost his childish appearance, and was beginning to show a handsome and handsome appearance with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, his sleeves were rolled up, revealing the neat and bright forearm Honey-colored skin, some sweat on the temples, as fresh as a half-green fruit on the branch.

Mu Zishi smiled and said, "I'm not afraid, but you are eavesdropping on the corner, and you don't feel ashamed."

Qi Shaochong approached with two big strides, raised his head and looked at Mu Zishi with piercing eyes, raised the bow and arrow in his hand, and said in a cock voice that was changing: "I am preparing to shoot willows over there. Came here sneakily?"

Mu Zishi smiled and said, "Then why don't you go away? You need to know that a gentleman should not listen to insults."

Qi Shaochong didn't hide it: "I'm curious, I want to hear what you said to Zhuxi..."

"Are you still curious after listening?"

Qi Shaochong said: "Brother, I don't understand why you don't just tell her clearly that you will never marry her, and let her get married quickly, so as not to be entangled."

Mu Zishi shook his head: "Zhuxi is as careful as a hair, I knew that my uncle would not make this decision for her, but I just refused to give up. The so-called marriage contract at that time was her wishful thinking. My uncle and I have made many euphemisms over the years. However, she is obsessed with her obsession, not to mention she is a soft-hearted woman, and I don't want to offend her too much, so I have to wait for another two years to see how things go."

Qi Shaochong disapproved very much: "She is a weak woman, what earth-shattering evil things can she do? Don't be too careful."

Mu Zishi's smile was a bit gloomy and weird, he hesitated to speak.

Having lived together day and night for several years, Qi Shaochong looked at his expression and naturally understood what he was thinking, and said in a low voice: "There are few women in the world who are like my mother."

Mu Zishi looked at his plain white sleeves and said, "With your mother's jewels in front of me, I will never dare to underestimate any woman in my life."

As he spoke, he patted Qi Shaochong's shoulder: "Let's go back to Mingwalou to clean up first. Uncle is going to have a banquet tonight. This distinguished guest has a lot of background and is a bit weird. Maybe he's a son of an official who is a courier."

Qi Shaochong sneered: "Then is he more official or bandit?"

Mu Zishi pondered slightly: "I'm afraid that the border between these two states is already inseparable between officials and bandits. Didn't we wonder why in the past two years Nankeshan dared to slaughter and act rampantly? Today, this brother Shu Ye broke a Well, I have some guesses."

Qi Shaochong has increased his knowledge and experience in the past two years, and he also has the opportunity to learn and change his wisdom. After thinking about it for a while, his face became serious: "Could it be that...the roots are actually in these two state government offices?"

Mu Zishi's eyes were half-closed, and his thick eyelashes were like two clouds, covering the sunlight and casting a cool arc: "Nanke Mountain is so uncharacteristically uncharacteristic, it seems that it cannot be separated from the government's deliberate connivance. What about taking profits from the people? Although the imperial court does not set up soda ash, they have to find ways to monopolize the benefits of soda ash outside the Great Wall."

Speaking of this, there was a trace of obvious hesitation in his eyes.

Qi Shaochong pondered: "With dozens of lives to frighten private traffickers, soda ash is simply run by the government, and the proceeds are then shared with Nankeshan?"

Mu Zishi shook his head and said: "The way to be an official is to seek stability first, and only then can there be promotion. They are not afraid of dozens of lives, arousing public resentment, and poking a big hole to reach the heavens? There is nothing in the world that is not impenetrable." The wall, and even the censor’s official heard the wind and played it. Dali Temple is hard to say, but Yin Zhixia of the Ministry of Punishment is very powerful. If you rub sand in his eyes, he can rub a knife on your neck.”

Qi Shaochong frowned: "After all, I'm not in Beijing, I don't know the affairs of the court and government, it's hard to guess out of thin air."

Mu Zishi saw that he was rather melancholy, so he changed the subject and said, "We can drive to see the farmers' spring plowing and planting in a few days. Farming and people's livelihood cannot be seen by living in the deep palace for a long time."

Qi Shaochong walked and said: "It should be like this. If you don't look at it, you don't know the hardships of farming. It takes countless manpower to harvest the grain and wheat, remove the husks and chaff, pound and grind them into rice noodles. Those who sit and eat, How can you not recite your merits?"

Mu Zishi smiled and said: "Shao Chong, if you can return to the Dajing Palace, you will be a king of peace for the people."

Qi Shaochong also laughed, high-spirited, his eyes bright as morning stars: "I still want to expand the territory and completely destroy all the ministries outside the Great Wall, so that there will be no more barbarian royal courts on the grassland!"

Turning his face to look at Mu Zishi, his rough voice revealed strong tenderness and nostalgia: "But no matter what I do, I can't do without you, the face of Anmin!"

Mu Zishi was in a daze, the face of Qi Shaochong in front of him seemed to be rippling, and another face appeared quietly, it was Qi Yupei who met for the first time in the other courtyard of Mu's family in the past, he was suddenly startled, and said in a low voice: "But What you taught me has always been the art of scheming."

Qi Shaochong was puzzled: "What did I teach you?"

There was a deep flash in the dark eyes when he asked, and there was also sadness when he had it.