I engaged in modernization in ancient times

Liangjing, official way.

"Have you heard? Nanli Master Mo Shaoheng is going back to our Beiliang."

"Hey, he still has the face to go back to Beiliang? Didn't he go to Nanli and become a young teacher of one of the three divisions, and he has long since forgotten that he is from Beiliang?"

"At the beginning, the saint's three edicts were sent to Nanli, calling him back to Beiliang, but he refused."

"Remember your ancestors and forget your ancestors!"

"Calling him for forgetting his ancestors is light, you know? A few years ago, Nanli was as poor and barren as we are in Beiliang, but in the past few years, he has suddenly become rich by virtue of the silk sold all over the world. You guys What I don't know is that the silk was made by Mo Shaoheng."

"Hiss!" There was a gasping voice, "but the silk that is more expensive than gold?"

"I, Beiliang, and Nanli have always been hostile, but he turned out to be a traitor to the enemy!" Gritting his teeth, "A traitor, who gave him the courage to come back!"

The curses kept coming and going.

Not long after, the conversation changed, "A person like Mo Shaoheng, who is greedy for wealth and power, is really willing to come back?"

"Heh!" Sneered, "Do you really think that his conscience found out? He caused a catastrophe in Nanli and had to go back to Beiliang."

"I heard." The voice lowered a little, as if it would frighten people if it was louder, "I heard that Mo Shaoheng went crazy and planned to assassinate the little emperor Sima Keyao of Nanli. The fire burned for three days and three nights, and in the end only the charred body of the little emperor Sima Keyao was found..."

"After such a catastrophe, can he not escape? If he is caught by Nanli's people, he must be cut to pieces."

After finishing speaking, he sighed again, "Nanli is willing to give up after suffering such a shame and humiliation. Nanli's army attacked six places in Xunzhou in northern Liang, and refugees from Xunzhou are rushing towards Liangjing..."

"It was Mo Shaoheng's fault, but he caused me to lose my territory in Beiliang, and the people were displaced. It's really a disaster."

This is nothing more than the case with the treacherous and evil people in history.

On the official road to Liangjing, people were indignant. Words like Mo Shaoheng, Silk, Sima Keyao, and Xunzhou were lost, refugees, etc. were heard all over the land of Beiliang like a spring breeze.

At this time, there was an unremarkable carriage on the official road, and there were two people, one big and one small, sitting in the carriage.

A young man in his twenties, dressed in a cyan Confucian robe, holding a guqin in his arms, has a handsome and plump face, skin as fine as jade, and very slender fingers that are different from ordinary people. pattern of flying birds.

He looks like a bookish scholar, but there seems to be something more.

The younger one was eleven or twelve years old, dressed in a Taoist robe, his eyes were as dark as obsidian, and with a lot of wit, he opened a small corner of the carriage window to look out.

"Master, they seem to be talking about you."

"I didn't expect the young master's reputation in Beiliang to be so bad. Why do I feel that our heads will be chopped off when we arrive in Liangjing?"

Mo Shaoheng opened and closed his eyes, and glared at the Taoist boy, "Ke Yao..."

After shouting, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he changed his mouth, "Nan Yi, how about I tell you a story?"

Xiaodao Tong Nanyi quickly sat up straight, "Young master, tell me quickly, I like listening to young master's stories the most."

The fire in the Nanli Palace destroyed all the truth. When Liu Shengshi rescued him from the fire and handed him over to the young master, he said that from now on, no one who is close to him in this world is worthy of trust except the young master. If you want to live, you must follow the young master incognito and listen to the young master's words.

The Master Liu in Xiaodaotong's heart is one of the five great masters in the world, Nanli Qinsheng Liu Guichen.

In order to learn piano from Liu Guichen, Mo Shaoheng had promised him a condition.

Facts have proved that it is better not to make some promises lightly, because no one knows how high the price will be.

But it's useless to regret, things have come to this point.

Mo Shaoheng told stories, his voice was neither too fast nor too slow, it was very comfortable to listen to, like the sun shining into his heart, "In ancient times, there was a man named Pan An, because of his handsome appearance, he was surrounded by people every time he went out, even an old woman in her [-]s They all rushed to throw fruit on his car to express their love..." [Note: The description is quoted from the Internet. ]

The story is very short and can be finished in three or two sentences.

Nan Yi blinked his eyes and looked at Mo Shaoheng's handsome face for a while, the young master looked very good-looking, but wasn't he too smug?The young master didn't think that those people outside welcomed him warmly, did he?

After a while, I looked at the cursing crowd outside the window, "Young master, is your story the wrong way? Why do I think that if we reveal our identities now, there will be no fruit or love, and the stone that breaks the head may be able to Harvest a large carriage."

Master Shao is really a weird person, and he often does things that are different from ordinary people, such as the fire in the Nanli Palace, when he was rescued and sent to Master Master, his face turned pale with fright, and all the chasing soldiers chased after him , the young master calmly asked him to change clothes with a Dao boy who was shot to death by random arrows, saying that he had to leave cleanly if he wanted to leave.

Afterwards, Nanli's pursuit was indeed not as violent as expected.

Having said that, only those who have personally experienced the dangers and hardships of fleeing from Nanli to Beiliang all the way.

Along the way, his biggest feeling is that the young master in his heart is like a little white rabbit, the harmless and gentle young master who is as gentle as jade, and it is no wonder that the young master is sharp with a knife in his hand, and has escaped catastrophe time and time again with schemes and schemes. Liu Shengshi said that only by following the young master would he have a chance of survival.

That's right, the young master was originally from Beiliang, but he holds a high position in Nanli, one of the three masters, so he must be more cautious in his words and deeds, and save his life-saving skills until the end.

It's just that this unique skill almost blinded his eyes. He originally thought that a scholar like Master Shao couldn't even kill chickens.

Mo Shaoheng looked at Nan Yi, "You can't look at things on the surface. People on the outside insult and scold me on the surface, but it's hard to say that they like me in their hearts. I wish I could return to Liangjing as soon as possible."

Nan Yi almost spit out a mouthful of saliva, do you still like it?The eyes of those people outside were red when they cursed, if the young master walked on the street, the possibility of being hacked to death with knives was high.

"Young master, I think it's better for scholars to be humble. We have to seek truth from facts."

The corner of Mo Shaoheng's mouth turned up.

Nan Yi was a little unconvinced, "Young master, tell me, why else would they like you? Now you seem to have nothing but beauty, and you taught me that beauty is just a skin and worthless."

Mo Shaoheng said, "Nature is something more valuable than beauty."

Nan Yi frowned tightly, what valuables did the young master have on him, how could he not know along the way?

Mo Shaoheng didn't beat around the bush, and said directly, "Silk."

"Of course these people outside hate me, but do you think everyone in Liangjing is like them? As long as some people still care about the value of silk, they won't let people cut off my head so easily. That's enough. .”

Nan Yi: "..."

"Young master, you used silk to enrich me in Nanli. The people in Beiliang called you a traitor to the enemy. Now Beiliang has lost the six lands of Xunzhou because of you."

"Just relying on silk, Beiliang doesn't care about it?"

Mo Shaoheng glanced sideways, and said the truth.

Besides, the silk, originally he made a little for the convenience of life, but Nan Yi secretly used it to show off, which made it out of control and shocked the whole world.

He is from Beiliang, but he made Nanli rich because of it. How could he not know the consequences?

It's not uncommon for him to be scolded in the headlines, just like those talented people who have a lot of technology but go to other countries to do scientific research.

At that time, the royal family of Beiliang was shocked, and he did not respond to the three edicts summoning him to return to the country, so the people of Beiliang may not know who the high officials of Beiliang are, but they must know that there is Mo Shaoheng who is a treacherous enemy in Beiliang who is greedy for wealth and power.

His bad reputation in Beiliang runs through the north and south of the river, but now he has to return to Beiliang.

But some people thought that if he really returned to Beiliang in response to the imperial edict, he might have "accidentally" died before leaving the capital of Nanli.

Mo Shaoheng said, "So, we have to make plans early."

Nan Yi scratched his head, "Even if we rush desperately and arrive at Liangjing three or four days earlier than expected, we can't change the current situation in just three or four days."

In the name of a traitor, Beiliang lost the fault of the six lands of Xunzhou, can it be resolved in three or four days?

If these two problems are not resolved, no matter how you look at it, the young master will be beheaded. If the young master is beheaded, he will probably live to the end.

Just as he was about to speak, Mo Shaoheng said, "You have rested these days, and your spirits have recovered. Why don't we match each other? I will say the last sentence and you will match the next sentence, and the lonely smoke in the desert..."

As soon as the voice came out, Nan Yi's face changed drastically, and he covered his ears with both hands.

When he was in the palace before, he was also a good boy who loved pairings. He was often praised by the husband who taught him, and his spirit was quite high.

Until, he thought the journey was boring, so he went to find the young master for a match.

Only then did he know what it was like to be pressed into the mud and kept being crushed by bugs...

He never wants to be paired again in his life.

Mo Shaoheng smiled, Nan Yi's temperament was originally a troublemaker who wanted to cause trouble, but the current situation is special, so he has to calm down a little.

At this time, the carriage stopped suddenly.

Mo Shaoheng frowned.

The voice of the coachman driving the carriage came in, "A guard of the caravan has fallen ill, and the road is blocked. It may take a while to get through."

The driver is hired temporarily, which is also the safest.

Through the gap in the curtain, one of the caravan's guards could barely be seen lying on the ground, twitching and foaming at the mouth.

This caravan is the caravan they followed. In ancient times, there were many bandits on the road, and they needed to pay a little silver to travel with the big caravan to be safe.

Nan Yi rolled his eyes, picked up a box next to him, jumped out of the carriage, and ran over to the fallen guard, "Let him go, let me do it."

Anyway, at this time, as long as he doesn't match up with the young master on the carriage, he can do whatever he wants.

No matter how the voice sounds, how excited it is.

Mo Shaoheng didn't stop him either, because Nan Yi, who had lost a lot of weight along the way, was almost unrecognizable after changing into a Taoist robe and holding a funny Taoist Ji.

Their carriage has been with the caravan for several days, if they stay in the carriage and don't show their faces, it will arouse suspicion.