I spread hundreds of schools of thought in another world

After dealing with this matter, Voltaire asked the question he wanted to ask the most: "If this little gentleman has such abilities, why bother..."

Because the face is always the same, when the 30-year-old wife and the 40-year-old Voltaire called him Mr. Xiao, Mu Qing had the cheek to accept this title.

"Do you think I should look for a job? Impossible, the only one who can decide what I want to do is myself."

Hearing this, Voltaire raised his eyebrows. The words seem familiar. Do most of the young people here have this reaction when they ask about work?

Besides, besides writing some novels in his spare time and earning a little manuscript fee, he is also a vagrant in a sense.

Lady Emily, the 'breadwinner', laughed and said nothing.

"But after all, this kind of behavior is not accepted by the public." Although Mu Qing's behavior is not considered theft, in the eyes of most people, it may be the same as stealing.

"What do I mean, who do I need to accept me? And most of the people I've 'traded' with are very happy. Although some money is lost for no reason, there are more things more important than this money. "

Mu Qing blinked, looked at the golden cake only tens of centimeters away from his hand, and silently stretched out his hand.

"That's true. It would be better if you could tell me who else Arue likes."

Voltaire listened to Mrs. Emily's sour words, and explained with a bitter face: "Oh, Ellie, you will always be my goddess of wisdom, and I will abandon everything for your godlike charm, whether it is separation or death. .”

Madame Emily looked at Voltaire affectionately with her blue eyes, and hesitated to speak.

Mu Qing stretched his hand halfway: "..." Why bother, he worked all afternoon for the small cakes, not for a bowl of fresh dog food.Moreover, for these two people, one has lovers all over Paris, and the other has never been short of women, why bother to bring up old scores at this time, isn't this a loss for both sides?

Mu Qing shook his head, and continued to stretch out his hand without changing his face - according to his judgment of his physical condition, if he didn't eat, he would soon faint from hunger.

Madame Emily and Voltaire had a sweet chat for a long time before they noticed Mu Qing who started to eat.

Before the two of them met, each of them was indeed the kind of person who lived among thousands of flowers. The lovers of the two could fight in the ring, but after meeting each other, they realized what true heart-to-heart connection is.

There is a 12-year age difference between them. Not only are they compatible in spirit, but they also have the same pursuit of science and philosophy.

"Hey, maybe we should get to know each other again? Don't know what you call it yet."

Although he had no intention of showing off his relationship with Emily, the young man was not at all curious.

"It doesn't matter, but I should be able to tell from my appearance that we are not of the same race, right?"

Although most of Mu Qing's face is covered by hair, it can be clearly seen that the bone structure is different from that of Europeans.

"But you speak French very well." Voltaire smiled. In his current state, where Mu Qing is has nothing to do with him.

……

Mu Qing really doesn't know what's going on with this person. According to this person's identity, his supernatural ability is probably not weak, but he appears in such a place far away from the political center.

Moreover, Mrs. Emily, who was traveling with him, also had a high status. Although nobility was no longer useful at this time, it was still a symbol of status.

He gave his name, and if he looked it up according to his name, he would find nothing.

"It's fine with Qing, let me keep the name a secret for now."

Voltaire nodded, the name is really not that important.Just like himself, because he doesn't like surnames, he hasn't called himself by his previous name for a long time, and Emily will only call her own name directly when expressing anger.

Next, Mu Qing and Voltaire had a very happy conversation. One of them had money and leisure, and the other wanted to continue the chat, so it was naturally very harmonious for a while.

Voltaire was indeed very happy today. He had stayed away from Paris for many years. Although he no longer asked about the facts, he was not completely indifferent. He had been at the Manor de Desires for many years, and he was actually clear about the outside world.

Many people have come to look for him. In fact, this seclusion is no different from that of Da Ming. The only difference is that he has not moved back to Paris, the heart of the country.

Many of his peers or juniors who come here, or his admirers who occasionally meet when they go out, are very thoughtful. Some of them may sound a little naive, but they can see the flashes of young people's dreams.

But this young man is different. He seems to have experienced everything a long time ago, can analyze everything accurately and calmly, and has his own ideas in thought.

Especially when he heard that his expenses along the way were obtained by his keen perception, he was even more shocked.

He always thought it was the young man's ability, but he never thought it was a purely personal ability.

All in all, besides sounding too lazy, he was a nice young man, and it was rare that he wanted to introduce him to other people.

They talked until late, until the store was about to close.

In fact, the waiter in the middle has been here a few times. After all, the customers who keep occupying the seats without ordering anything are really annoying, especially a middle-aged man and a young man who are not well dressed. No words.

However, the waiter who came over several times was stopped by the maid silently, and the money-money ability is applicable no matter what time it is.

If it is not enough, it is not enough money.

But now the clerks really can't bear the pressure. This has exceeded their normal closing time. No matter how much they give, they still have to leave work.

"I'm sorry for delaying you from get off work."

Voltaire stood awkwardly at the door, apologizing to the unfriendly clerk.Mu Qing's face was much thicker, and he stood with his hands in his pockets, blowing the night wind.

Mrs. Emily stood aside with her expression unchanged, and even the maid behind her could see the impatience in her eyes, and this lady was still the same as before.

Obviously, although Mu Qing and Voltaire chatted about a lot of things, this lady who has always been at the forefront of the times can understand what they are talking about.

She even politely invited Mu Qing to their manor.Xilei Manor is a place that witnessed the love between Emily and Voltaire. Inviting someone like Mu Qing who just met to go there is obviously the most important thing to him.

While Voltaire was still apologizing to the clerk—after all, France is a very democratic country, things like overtime should be cast aside the most.

Mu Qing leaned against Madam Emily's ear and whispered, "Madam, there are some places, no matter how beautiful they are, you will get tired of looking at them."

After finishing speaking, he took a few steps back politely, bowed slightly, turned around and disappeared into the shadow of the street buildings.

After hearing these words, Mrs. Emily's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she turned to look at Voltaire.But when Mu Qing completely disappeared, she showed a smile with everything under control.

How long has she been with Voltaire... Oh, it's not clear, even if all the mathematical formulas are memorized, it is still an unsolvable problem to calculate the time when two people fall in love.

Whether it is the starting time or the ending time, it is very difficult.

Mu Qing didn't expect that something happened that night.

Italy sent troops to Ethiopia, and the war came unexpectedly.

Italy's behavior is puzzling, at least to most of Europe.

Now the well-deserved powers in Europe are Britain and France.This is not because of their military strength, but because these two countries control most of the people with supernatural powers in Europe.

When Britain and France have no intention of starting a war, starting a war is a very stupid act. It will put itself in a natural opposing perspective of all countries and arouse public outrage.

Sure enough, on the second day after Italy invaded Ethiopia, it received joint condemnation from several other major European countries.

But let’s condemn this thing. It’s just a piece of paper. As early as when Italy sent troops, I would have thought that I would receive these scraps of paper. It was just a simple statement and it would have no effect at all.

On the day when he got the news, Mu Qing stopped staying in this small town in the east of France. At this time, it is natural to go to the capital to receive real-time news. So at this time, going to Paris is the most suitable choice .

There are a lot of people on the train to Paris these days, and Italy’s instigation of war has aroused public outrage. At this time, the whole of Europe is very free in words and deeds, so various satirical or insulting articles emerge in endlessly.

Many young people gathered towards Paris to be drafted into the army.

Although the conscription order has been shouted out, in fact, there is no decisive order within this behemoth. Various parties are arguing non-stop. Conscription takes time. The result of the quarrel is not important until it is completely completed. The real army is assembled At that time, the order at that time is the most important.

At this time, Mu Qing met an 'acquaintance' on the way to Paris

"Little friend is really... elusive." Voltaire sighed, reached out and poured a cup of tea on the table in front of him, "I thought I came back very secretly, but I didn't expect to be discovered."

"Don't say I'm like a perverted stalker." After realizing his misunderstanding, Mu Qing immediately explained: "I got into this car before you."

At this time, I can't say that I also happen to be going to Paris, otherwise I will definitely continue to misunderstand. Only by explaining that I decided to get on the train first will play a decisive role.

"Isn't Mrs. Emily with you?" Mu Qing looked around, but didn't see the familiar gorgeous skirt.

"Let's call her the Marchioness of Châtelet. Emily is her previous name. It's not appropriate to call her that."

Mu Qing's face is sour. A few days ago, she was the sweet Ellie, but now she says that this name is not proper. Is this the difference before and after the breakup?