After Gu She left, Tao Mo still stayed in the study to practice.
Seeing that it was getting late and he had no intention of coming out to eat, Lao Tao couldn't help knocking on the door and entering the house.
Hao Guozi saw Lao Tao come in, thumped his right arm that was numb from Momo with his left hand, and cast him a look for help.
"Master still not resting?" Old Tao asked.
Tao Mo raised his head, looked blankly at the sky outside, and said with a broken smile, "It's so late before I know it."
When Lao Tao walked to the desk, the first thing he saw was the copybook that Gu She had written for Tao Mo. The regular script written by Gu She is slightly similar to the Yan style, but it is a bit more wild and unruly than the Yan style.
In contrast, the characters written by Tao Mo can only remind people of children who have just learned characters. One stroke at a time, crooked and crooked, I can't even grasp the strength of the pen, let alone the strength of character.
Tao Mo held the pen, full of interest, "I feel like I have a feeling, I want to practice for a while."
Old Tao said: "It takes a long time to write a good handwriting. Instead of putting all your blood into tonight, young master, it's better to work hard every day."
After Tao Mo heard this, the enthusiasm in his heart disappeared, he put down his pen, and said yes again and again.
Seeing that he listened to it, Lao Tao nodded in satisfaction.
Coming out of the study, Lao Tao glanced at some weird branches on the ground, walked over, bent down, picked them up and threw them aside, then turned and went back to the house.
There are already people waiting in the house.
Lao Tao closed the door casually, and the man said respectfully, "Elder Lu."
"Hmm. Any news?"
"Wan Feng was indeed killed by Huang Guangde." The man said.
Old Tao said: "Oh? Why?"
The man said: "The specifics are unknown, but it seems to be related to the rain."
"It's him again." Old Tao frowned in disgust.
The man said: "At the beginning, Yiyu redeemed himself secretly. I heard that Zhang Bao took twice as much money from him, so he released him without telling Huang Guangde. He also repeatedly abused Wanfeng, who had a good relationship with Yiyu. Wanfeng couldn't bear it, so he sneaked out while Huang Guangde was attending a banquet. After Huang Guangde found out, he led the guards to chase him down, and finally shot him dead. "
Old Tao said: "Is there any other movement?"
The man said: "I heard that Huang Guangde will not stop, he is secretly investigating the whereabouts of Yi Yu."
Old Tao was silent.
The man tentatively asked: "Do you need subordinates..."
"Do you know who is behind Huang Guangde?"
The man was startled, and said: "I heard that Huang Guangde claims to be a disciple of Gu Xiang."
"Gu Xiang?" Lao Tao frowned, then raised his eyebrows, "You can check for me, he has been in contact with Gu Xiang recently."
"Yes." After the man took the order, he simply went out through the window.
Lao Tao pondered for a while in the room before going out to ask Tao Mo to have dinner with him. When he arrived at the door of the study, he found that the lights in the room were all dark, so he summoned a servant at random.
The servant said: "Your Excellency has gone out."
Old Tao said: "Do you know where it went?"
The servant gave him a strange look, and said: "My lord has been going to Gu's residence to spend the night at this time every day."
"I see." Lao Tao went back to the room calmly, and slowly dug out the night clothes that he hadn't used for a long time from the bottom of the cabinet.
On the way back to the mansion, Tao Mo felt complicated.
He looked at his right hand from time to time, repeating the moment when his hand was grasped scene after scene in his mind, as if the temperature of Gu She's palm still remained on it.
Although he knew that Gu She did it unintentionally, he couldn't calm down no matter what.
I always thought that an indifferent person like Gu She would not like to be in contact with others, but I didn't think he would not reject me.
Tao Mo got off the carriage and went straight to the hall.
Gu She was indeed waiting for him in the hall.
Seeing Tao Mo walking in excitedly, Gu Xiaojia sat down and was about to move his chopsticks, so he couldn't help but said, "Hand."
Tao Mo stopped with his hands in mid-air, looking at him blankly.
Gu Xiaojia said: "Turn over."
Tao Mo turned over his palm obediently, and there was a black ink mark on his palm. He froze for a moment, the bases of his ears turned red, he had been paying attention to the back of his hand just now, but he never noticed that his palm was stained with ink.
Gu Xiaojia quickly brought clean water and soap root to wash his hands.
Tao Mo felt that Gu She's gaze had been glued to his body, and he couldn't help being nervous for a while. After washing it several times, there were still faint ink marks on his hands.
"It will be fine tomorrow." Gu She said.
"En." Tao Mo nodded indiscriminately, and quickly dried his hands.
I can finally move my chopsticks.
Whether it was on purpose or not, Tao Mo found that the braised pork was in front of him today. He quietly glanced at Gu She.
Gu She looked back indifferently.
"Thank you," he whispered. After he finished speaking, he felt that this sentence was inappropriate. If this plate of braised pork was not intentionally placed like this, wouldn't it be too self-indulgent
Fortunately, Gu She didn't delve into it, but said indifferently: "You can't talk about food."
Tao Mo lowered his head to eat.
The table was very quiet.
Tao Mo was used to eating in small bites, chewing slowly. Gu She basically didn't make a sound when he ate, and his expression was indifferent. Basically, he tasted every dish on the table, and he couldn't tell whether he liked it or disliked it. He observed for a long time, but he couldn't see Gu She's hobbies.
After eating, Gu Xiaojia set up the chessboard as usual.
Tao Mo settles down first.
Gu She was playing with the chess pieces, but he was not in a hurry to play, and asked slowly, "How is your handwriting?"
Tao Mo felt like being asked about his homework by his master, but this master was different from the usual ones, which added to his pressure. He whispered: "I only practiced fifty sheets, and the writing is not good."
A slight surprise flashed in Gu She's eyes, and he said immediately, "Next time, bring the words you have practiced."
Gu Xiaojia stared so hard that his eyeballs almost fell out.
This person in front of him clearly has a son's face and wears a son's clothes, and his gestures are also the demeanor of a son, but why does he feel that this person is so strange? Although he had never seen Tao Mo write, it was not for nothing that he was ridiculed as the most illiterate county magistrate in Tanyang County. Just imagining the words of such a person makes him feel unsightly. Unexpectedly, the son with extremely high vision would take the initiative to look at it. Could it be that Xi Shi is in the eyes of a lover
…
Gu Xiaojia was stunned by the thought that subconsciously flashed in his mind.
Tao Mo
Son
How is this possible
He patted his chest, silently comforting himself. The young master is only interested in Tao Mo for a while, and feels that he is destined for him and has nothing to do with Xi Shi, let alone a lover! It was one thing for him to accept that Gu She looked at Tao Mo differently, but it was another thing to fall in love with him. In his heart, a person like Gu She should be matched with a golden branch like a princess, or a talented girl like Zhuo Wenjun. This Tao Mo... no matter what, it's too far away.
Hao Guozi saw Gu Xiaojia standing aside with a frowning face and sighed, curiously patted him on the shoulder and said, "What are you thinking?"
Gu Xiaojia was startled, seeing him, she gave him a hard look, "What are you doing?"
"I'm asking what are you doing?" Hao Guozi said, "Aren't you leaving?"
"Let's go, let's go, what are we going to do?" Gu Xiaojia took a sudden step forward, stood beside the chessboard, staring at Tao Mo brightly.
Tao Mo felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and said awkwardly, "Is there something on my face?"
"No." Gu Xiaojia said, "You just play chess. What do you do with your face? You're not a woman, so it doesn't matter if your face looks good or not?"
Tao Mo was baffled by his robbing the white for a while, so he had to lower his head and continue playing chess.
Hao Guozi bumped him hard with her elbow, trying to pull him out.
But Gu Xiaojia just refused to move half a step.
The two tugged hard.
Seeing that Gu Xiaojia was in pain with tears in his eyes, Hao Guozi subconsciously let go. Gu Xiaojia didn't stand firmly alone, and threw himself on the chessboard.
Fortunately, he didn't take a few steps, but the coffee table shook violently.
"Are you okay?" Tao Mo hurriedly got up to help him.
"It's okay." Gu Xiaojia lowered his head, not daring to look at Gu She's face.
Tao Mo smoothed things over and said, "It doesn't matter, I still remember these steps." He bent down to pick up the chess pieces, and rearranged the chessboard.
Gu Xiaojia secretly looked at Gu She, and seeing his unpredictable expression, his heart pounded.
Tao Mo looked at Gu She, who was holding a white piece in his hand, and reminded him in a low voice, "It's your turn."
Gu She put the pieces back into the chess bowl and said, "Go back first."
A faint feeling of disappointment rose in Tao Mo's heart, he forced a smile and said, "Okay. You go to bed early." He got up and glanced at Gu Xiaojia.
At this moment, Gu Xiaojia didn't want Tao Mo to leave. He had a premonition that this time his fate would be worse than sleeping in the kitchen.
When the footsteps of Tao Mo and Hao Guozi walked away, Gu She gently tapped on the coffee table, "What's the matter?"
Gu Xiaojia pretended to be his grandson, and said dejectedly, "I was not careful."
Gu She knocked on the coffee table harder.
Gu Xiaojia jumped up.
Gu She didn't speak, but the invisible pressure almost made Gu Xiaojia unable to breathe.
"I, I'm just jealous that the young master is too kind to Tao Mo." Gu Xiaojia still dared not say what he thought just now. Apart from being afraid that Gu She would get angry, he was faintly worried that Gu She would not get angry. The consequences of the latter are obviously much more terrifying than the former.
Gu She said: "Oh?"
Seeing that Gu She didn't seem as angry as before, Gu Xiaojia thought he had accepted his excuse, and hurriedly said, "Young master not only taught Tao Mo to write, but also cared about his schoolwork, which is much better than me."
Gu She pondered: "You really think so?"
Gu Xiaojia nodded vigorously. Could it be that the young master also realized that what he did was wrong, and wanted to turn around? He thought happily.
Gu She said: "Is it just this place?"
Gu Xiaojia tried hard to think about it and said, "My lord will bring him some vegetables." But he couldn't envy him because Gu She never ate at the same table with him. There are strict rules in the Prime Minister's Mansion, unlike Tao Mo and Hao Guozi, who eat at the same table as long as there is no one else around.
Gu She said: "Continue."
Gu Xiaojia thought that Gu She was reflecting on himself, and immediately poured out all the words that had been accumulated for a long time.
Including sending Tao Mo to the county government early in the morning, helping him out, accepting Sang Xiaotu without saying a word, and so on.
This lecture took a long time for a stick of incense.
Gu She listened silently, with neither salty nor dull expression.
Gu Xiaojia really had nothing to say, so he stopped, looked at Gu She helplessly, and waited for him to say, I will be more sensible in the future.
But after waiting for a long time, Gu She still didn't express anything.
"My lord?" he called tentatively.
Gu She said slowly: "Do you think I treat him well?"
"Of course it's good. It's really good, it's so good." Gu Xiaojia didn't notice the faint smile in Gu She's eyes, which was almost invisible, and said, "It's so good." Gu She's goodness is It might seem nothing special to others, but he has been serving Gu She for so many years, of course he knows that this kind of person is nothing special, so to Gu She, he not only looks at him differently, but also confesses his heart to him.
Gu She nodded in satisfaction, stood up and said, "That's good."
…
Gu Xiaojia stared blankly at his leaving back, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Although Gu She's speeches have always had deep meanings, there has never been a sentence as... confusing as this one.
The next day, Tao Mo prepared to go to the county government early in the morning.
Now he goes to the county government office not only to handle official duties, but also to spend more time practicing calligraphy. Thinking of Gu She asking him to show him the calligraphy he had practiced last night, it was as if a fire was burning in his heart. He wished he could make great progress and immediately write a picture of good calligraphy that is commendable.
He went out early, and there was only a faint light in the eastern half of the sky.
Hao Guozi yawned and drove over to the car, only to see Peng Xiang standing beside Tao Mo. The originally hazy sleepiness suddenly woke up. He almost flew out of the carriage, rushed in front of Peng Xiang, and said in a vicious voice, "What are you doing here?"
Peng Xiang's eyes were red and swollen, she didn't know if she didn't sleep well or she cried a lot, she looked at them pitifully, "I'm begging Master Tao to take pity on my young master."
Hao Guozi said: "Your son has hands and feet, and a carriage with eaves. What is there to be pitiful about?"
Peng Xiang said: "Mr. Wanfeng's death is a great blow to you. You cried all night yesterday, but you didn't get a drop of water. I'm afraid that if he continues like this, his body will not be able to bear it."
Hao Guozi sneered and said, "Long term? Why don't you wait until your young master can't stand it anymore."
Tao Mo cast a disapproving look at him, and said to Peng Xiang: "You can't come back to life after death, so I ask Mr. Yiyu to express my condolences. Although he and I are old friends, we don't know each other very much, so I'm afraid we won't be able to do much. I can only ask you to take care of it."
"No! The young master has a deep love for the lord. If the lord comes out, he will surely see the sun!" Peng Xiang firmly grasped Tao Mo's sleeve, as if Tao Mo said no, and he immediately knelt down.
Tao Mo frowned in embarrassment.
Hao Guozi couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled his hand away fiercely, "If your young master is so fragile, he would not be able to survive hundreds of times in Qunxiang Tower! I think he just has nothing to do and can't do anything!"