Yu Wu

When Mo Xi came to the main hall, Gu Mang was already there.

"I said a few words to him in the morning. Although he ignored him, at least he didn't run away." Li Wei said, "It seems that he is used to it. From tomorrow onwards, I will arrange some things for him to do."

Mo Xi's tall and stern figure stood silently at the entrance of the hall for a moment, with no joy on his face. After a while, he asked coldly, "Why did this person take my place?"

The huanghuali wooden table in the main hall is where Mo Xi eats. Although there are two seats on weekdays, that seat has always been vacant. The chair was removed, but Mr. Xi He was extremely displeased.The servants have two speculations about this. First, this position is reserved for Princess Mengze.Second, the master is just obsessive-compulsive disorder who likes symmetry.Of course, what the answer is, even Li Wei doesn't know.

As for the other honorable seat, it has always been Mo Xi's seat.

But at this moment, Gu Mang was sitting in the seat belonging to Mo Xi with peace of mind, and even turned his head to give Mo Xi a faint look.

Mo Xi's face was frosty, and he said, "Get up."

"..."

Li Wei coughed lightly, and hurriedly said to Gu Mang, "Get up, the Lord is angry."

"..." Gu Mang frowned slightly. He didn't quite understand the meaning of "Master". There were only guests and stewards in Luomei Bieyuan. He looked at Mo Xi for a while, thinking that the master was Mo Xi's name, so he asked said, "Is your name the Lord?"

Seeing his unstained appearance, Mo Xi's eyebrows became more and more furious. He didn't answer, but walked over, looking down at Gu Mang coldly with a pair of eyes: "I'll let you get up."

Gu Mang didn't move, so Mo Xi simply picked him up with his hands, but before his hand touched Gu Mang's lapel, the other party jumped off the chair like a shadow, and stood beside him very vigilantly.

Although Mo Xi hates Gu Mang, he won't bully him too much, because he is very cold and upright, and he won't be pushed to the extreme, and he can't do anything extremely twisted, and he doesn't bother to do things like Murong Lian's. The act of sending people to Wat Si.

But now that he got up angrily, his expression towards Gu Mang was naturally three points worse than usual.Seeing this, Li Wei was afraid that something would happen if the two disagreed, so he reprimanded Gu Mang first: "Look at you! It's not good to sit in such a huge mansion, but you have to sit on the honorable seat of Mr. Xihe, you Who do you think you are? Learn the rules from me in the future! You are so stupid!"

Mo Xi frowned in annoyance: "Take him down."

"Yes."

But Gu Mang refused: "I want to be here."

As he spoke, he went to pull the chair across from Moxi, intending to sit on that chair.

Mo Xi's eyes moved slightly, as if he had been touched by some secret matter, and he suddenly said angrily, "That's...that's not something you can sit on....Why do you want to stay here?"

Gu Mang pointed to the table: "Food."

"..."

"I've seen that there are meals here every day." Gu Mang said, "Someone brings them to you. It's delicious."

He met Mo Xi's cold gaze frankly: "I'll wait."

Mo Xi said with a sullen face, "Are you waiting here for dinner?"

Gu Mang nodded.

Mo Xi looked at him silently for a moment, then suddenly sneered, "Gu Mang, who do you think you are?"

Yan Bi turned around and sat down, while adjusting the gleaming silver hidden weapon box by his sleeve, without raising his head, he said: "Li Wei, let him go."

"Yes, my lord." Li Wei paused, then asked hesitantly, "What about the meal?"

"Isn't there still a pile of corn cobs in his cellar? Tell him to go back and eat them."

This time, before Li Wei could speak, Gu Mang said, "It's gone."

Mo Xi: "Huh?"

Gu Mang said, "It's over."

Mo Xi raised his eyes and said, "You also brought two baskets of steamed buns, four or five strings of sausages and seven cakes inside."

"eaten."

"..."

"I don't know the people in the kitchen. There are too many people, so I don't want to go in." Gu Mang said after a pause, his eyes were clear and clear, "I can only come here."

"...Why are you here?"

"Because I know you. You gave me water." Gu Mang paused, then continued, "You still taught me that life is worse than death. You still prostitute—"

With a "bang", a wine cup flew flying and hit the wall, interrupting Gu Mang's "whoring me".

Mo Xi's eyes flickered, he gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up."

Gu Mang fell silent.

Li Weichu was at the side, looking at this and then that, but for the first time, he didn't know how to smooth things over.

Mo Xi crossed his arms, sat at the table with a cold face, looked at him with a cloudy expression, and after a while, suddenly raised his chin slightly, and slowly asked, "Do you remember anything else?"

Gu Mang turned his face and thought for a while, then finally shook his head.

Mo Xi lowered his eyelashes, suddenly sneered, raised his eyes and said calmly, "Then get lost."

Gu Mang didn't roll away, he looked at Mo Xi's face quietly, neither begging nor asking for instructions, there was no emotion attached to his tone, he was just stating one thing, telling Mo Xi to know.

He stood straight in front of Mo Xi like this, his eyes were straight and almost rude, and he said stubbornly——

"I'm hungry."

The two of them stared at each other for a while, as if they were trying to compete in the dark for something unknown to others, and finally Mo Xi spoke first: "...OK. But you have stayed in Luomei Bieyuan for two years, you should It's clear that the sky doesn't drop its own pie, if you want to eat, you have to do something."

He leaned forward slightly, his sharp gaze was like a knife across Gu Mang's pale face, Huo Di's sword and sword pry into the shell, trying to pierce into the tender meat that no one can reach, and his voice is low and slow: "Senior Brother Gu, I I'll give you a chance to recommend yourself. Tell me, what can you do for me?"

"..."

The black eyes stared at the blue eyes, and the luster of suppressed hatred flickered in the black eyes: "What do you want to do for me, what can you do for me, I will grant what you ask. You Speak."

Gu Mang looked at him without saying a word, and after a while, he suddenly stretched out his hand.

Mo Xi's eyes moved slightly: "What do you mean?"

"I'll beat you, I won't die anyway." Gu Mang said with a blank expression, "However, you can't just beat and eat."

"..." Mo Xi said, "Again the rules of Luomei Bieyuan?"

"Yes."

Mo Xi straightened up, turned his face away, and said, "Remember. This is Xihe Mansion, not Wangshu Mansion, and not Luomei Bieyuan. I have no interest in bullying you."

"Then what are you interested in about me?"

A strange wave appeared on Mo Xi's handsome face, as if recalling an unspeakable past event, but he quickly regained his composure, with a cold and arrogant expression: "How do I know. Why don't you recommend yourself."

Gu Mang was puzzled and said, "Mao Sui..."

Mo Xi said with a sullen face, "You said it yourself."

Gu Mang thought for a while, then continued to show his "purpose": "Then do you like to swear at people?"

...why are you beating or scolding?

Mo Xi suddenly felt annoyed at being looked down upon, and he turned his head angrily: "Do I f*cking like this kind of person?"

Li Wei: "..."

Gu Mang thought about it again, this time he thought for a long time, and then he seemed a little dazed: "I don't know. I don't know what else I can do."

He looked at Mo Xi with blue eyes that were so honest that they were even a bit irritating, and his usually calm and handsome face was a little nervous at this moment.

"But I don't want to go back to Meibieyuan."

"..."

"I don't want to go back."

Seeing him like this, Mo Xi couldn't help being angry, but he didn't know how to start cursing. He was suppressing it when he suddenly heard Gu Mang recommending himself: "I can still sleep and eat, are you interested?"

"..."

Seeing that Mo Xi didn't answer, Gu Mang went on to say, "I'll still..."

But he tried hard to think about his usefulness, his face turned red at the thought, but he didn't know what else he could do.

He used to be so strong, so agile, he was once the most remarkable young general in Chonghua, he was like a scorching fire, bursting with inspiration, strength, hope and love all the time, the old Gu Shuai in Mo Xiyan Li can do anything.

But his soul was ruined, his mind was damaged, and the fire was extinguished.

He was just a piece of scorched earth left after Gu Shuai was burned to ashes.

"I don't know anything else." Finally he said slowly, raised his eyes to look at Mo Xi, as if resigned to his fate, "I only have these."

Gu Mang looked like a very poor child, eager to buy a steaming steamed bun, but he searched all over his body and only found a mottled shell coin. He didn't know if it would work, but he still bit it. With trembling lips, he handed out the only coin.

"Are you going to use me?"

After thinking about it, he thought it would be better to add Mo Xi's "name", so he sincerely added.

"Lord?"

Mo Xi was still fiddling with the hidden weapon box around his cuff, and almost cut his finger when he heard the words.

"..." He couldn't speak for a long time, he felt something numb somewhere in his heart, something was wrong, he vaguely knew what it was like, felt it was dangerous, so he immediately turned his eyes away from Gu Mang's face , said calmly, "Don't bark. You knew me before, my name is Mo Xi."

After deliberating for a moment, he said impatiently, "You should just call me Mr. Xihe."

Mo Xi fastened the hidden weapon box, took a while, looked at Gu Mang's face again, and said simply, "Listen up. Xihe Mansion is different from Luomei Bieyuan. No one here will beat you and scold you, but you You're a sinner, you can't control anything, if you want to eat, you have to do something."

"But I won't—"

"You knew it before." Mo Xi said, "If you don't remember, Li Wei will teach you again. You should do what he said honestly. As long as you are done, you can come and get your food."

"Is there something to eat when you're done?"

"Yes, but you mustn't be lazy. Got it?"

Gu Mang nodded.

"Then you go." Mo Xi glanced at the water leak on the desk, "After today's work is done, you can come here for dinner."

Li Wei hurriedly asked: "Master, do you want to add another chair?"

"Add something." Mo Xiyan glanced at him, "Isn't there a ready-made vacancy here?"

"..." But isn't this unoccupied chair left by you to Princess Mengze as rumored?

Although Li Wei was puzzled, he still complied, and took Gu Mang to leave, but before he reached the door, Mo Xi called him back: "Wait, come here."

"What else does the Lord command?"

Mo Xi glanced at Gu Mang thoughtfully, and then said to Li Wei: "Go to the kitchen and tell the chef that I have a request for today's dinner." He lowered his voice and said a few words to Li Wei , and then said lightly, "That's it, you do as I say, go."

The first task Li Wei assigned to Gu Mang was very simple, but also very labor-intensive - chopping firewood.

"Although Mr. Xihe is an immortal, there are many handymen in the mansion who are ordinary people, and they can't raise their hands to summon a fireball, so our mansion is still in short supply of firewood for winter." Li Wei pointed at the hill in front of him as if pile of wood, "You chop them all up, and I will reward you with food after chopping."

Gu Mang stared at the firewood pile in front of him, then looked back at Li Wei, without saying a word.

Li Wei asked: "Do you understand? If you don't understand, just ask!"

"..."

Seeing that he still didn't speak, Li Wei rolled up his sleeves and made a few chopping movements: "Chop. Firewood. Do you understand chopping firewood? Cut all the wood."

Gu Mang understood half of what he heard, but he still grasped the most important word "cut". He didn't say much, stepped forward and swung the ax that was stuck on the ground, and turned to confirm with Li Wei: "cut these things!" ?”

"Yes, cut these."

"all?"

"All."

"Can we eat after chopping?"

"You can eat after chopping."

After Gu Mang finished the conversation, he turned his head and started chopping wood with his ax silently.

This job doesn't have any major tricks, but it is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it is boring. No one in Xihe Mansion likes to do it.However, Gu Mang remained silent without any complaints. He pursed his lips slightly, his long eyelashes were stained with wet sweat, and he chopped down the tree trunk with all his might, as if he had something to do with these stakes. It was like a bloody feud—he was very driven, and every time the woodpile was less, he felt that he was a little closer to his rations.

When it was dusk, the piles of log piles finally turned into piles of wood strips. Gu Mang threw the ax away, didn't even bother to wipe the sweat off his brow, and went straight to the hall to receive his "reward" for today.

Although it was snowing at night outside the window, and it was even bitterly cold, the main hall was brightly lit with candles, meals covered with warm lids were set on the small flower pear table, and there was a soup kettle simmering in a small red clay stove, steaming out. Hot air.

Mo Xi was sitting there, waiting for him.