"A gangster sect from Miaojiang, Yunnan, wants to travel thousands of miles to this Cangwu City to suppress bandits for the government?" Mu Qingshan was puzzled upon hearing this.
"Master also thinks it's unreasonable?" Wen Liunian looked at him.
"It's not just unreasonable." Mu Qingshan said, "It sounds almost unreliable." It's like a crazy person talking nonsense.
"That's right." Wen Liunian nodded, "Although the imperial court and martial arts sects often join forces, most of them are under reasonable circumstances. Ninety-nine percent of them have other purposes for being courteous like Mu Jiazhuang. .”
"Is there something clear in the letter?" Mu Qingshan asked.
"I didn't mention it." Wen Liunian said, "I just said that if we are willing, we can write a book and hand it over to the post office. In the spring of next year, the disciples from Mujiazhuang will rush to this vast city."
"What do you think, my lord?" Mu Qingshan took the letter and read it again, "The attitude of the other party seems to be very sincere."
"There's no need to rush to make a decision yet." Wen Liunian said, "Besides, it's better to ask Master Shang for advice on such matters in the Jianghu."
"Please teach me what?" Shang Yunze opened the door and came in, just in time to hear this sentence.
"About Mujiazhuang in Miaojiang." Mu Qingshan asked, "Has the owner of the castle ever known about it?"
"It's one of the best sects in Yunnan. The owner's name is Mu Wanlei. His name sounds majestic, but he's a sick man who takes medicine all day long." Shang Yunze said, "The expression on his face is so pale all year round, it makes people feel hairy .”
"How's your character?" Wen Liunian asked.
Shang Yunze said, "It's not that good."
"Could you give me an example?" Wen Liunian asked thoroughly.
Shang Yunze thought for a while, and said, "Ugly."
"Ahem." Mu Qingshan choked on the tea.
"Miao Jiang is good at using Gu poison, and Mu Wanlei is even an expert at using Gu poison. There are even rumors that he used his enemies to refine corpse oil." Shang Yunze said, "Although there is no evidence, there is no such thing as nothing, let alone see him all day long. Yintang is black and drowsy, no one will believe that he has never touched a Gu worm."
"It doesn't sound like a decent family." Mu Qingshan frowned.
Shang Yunze asked, "Why did you mention Mu Family Village all of a sudden?"
"Castle Master, please read." Wen Liunian handed over the letter.
"You want to help suppress the bandits?" Shang Yunze sneered after reading it, "It turns out that refining Gu will really damage the brain."
Mu Qingshan consoled, "Before the matter is clarified, you should speak more politely, in case this Master Mu is really kind."
"Impossible." Shang Yunze shook his head, "If you plan to get married—"
Mu Qingshan said in embarrassment, "I have no intention of getting married."
"Just an analogy." Shang Yunze seemed very calm.
Wen Liunian nodded, "Castle Master, please continue, Master wants to get married, then what?"
Mu Qingshan: ...
Why do you have to give this example.
"If you want to get married, you naturally have to prepare a lot of things. It is understandable for neighbors to help you at such a time, but if a stranger writes a letter from the capital all the way, saying that he wants to come here to help, everyone will think that this person is probably sick. "Shang Yunze said, "But Mu Wanlei's brain is definitely easy to use, so it can only be explained as having other plans."
"Never mind him." Wen Liunian couldn't figure it out for a while, and simply put away the letter paper, "Tomorrow is the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, so I have to get up early in the morning to go to the Shantang. Let's leave the matter of Mu's Village until New Year's Eve Discuss later."
Shang Yunze asked Mu Qingshan, "Are you going too?"
"You mean Shantang?" Mu Qingshan nodded, "Of course, I will accompany you all the way."
Wen Liunian said, "Master is also tired recently, let's stay in the mansion to rest."
Mu Qingshan hurriedly said, "I'm not tired."
"If you're not tired, you have to rest." Shang Yunze led him outside, "That's it."
"but-"
"No but." Shang Yunze interrupted him.
Mu Qingshan: ...
But it's boring to stay in the government office all the time.
But Mr. Wen obviously didn't care whether his master was bored or not. In fact, early the next morning, he took his entourage to the Shantang in the city. Since the list was posted before, many people also got up before dawn to line up. Although there were many people at the scene, the order was very orderly. After seeing Wen Liu, they greeted each other warmly. The folk customs are much better than before. changed.
Of course, Zhao Dazhao contributed a lot to this.
"My lord, when will there be a new portrait?" A commoner in the crowd asked.
As soon as this remark came out, the rest of the people also expressed their concern. We haven't seen a new portrait for a long time. We feel very lonely without the handsome Mr. Zhao in our lives.
Wen Liunian smiled and said, "There will be soon."
Enthusiastic applause broke out all around immediately, and it will be good soon!
Chao Muya's eyeliner trembled while taking the rice, what do you mean it will be there soon? !
If the head of the family hears about it, it is estimated that the house will be demolished again.
After staying in Shantang for a while, seeing that nothing seemed to be wrong, Wen Liunian sent his entourage to have breakfast, while he himself entered a small alley, intending to go to the market to buy some chili marinade, which he would bring back to the government office later. Make beef jerky for Chinese New Year.
The alley is very quiet, although it is not as misty and rainy as Jiangnan in four seasons, but it has a special taste. At Qinghui's gate, someone forgot to collect dried pickles. Wen Liunian grabbed one casually, and before he could feed it into his mouth, a man walked out of the corner ahead.
A somewhat familiar... man.
When they met each other twice, they were a little caught off guard.
After a while, Wen Liunian said with a smile, "Elder Zhao is the head of the family."
Zhao Yue stood where he was, feeling the need to go to the temple to burn incense to get rid of bad luck.
Last night, he originally wanted to go to the government office to attend the appointment, but after going down the mountain, he was really unwilling. After wandering back and forth in the city for most of the night, he finally came to the conclusion that I would not go! Just as he was about to turn around and go back to Chaomuya, he remembered that Lu Zhui was a poisonous tongue. He didn't know how he would be ridiculed this time, so he deliberately abducted him to a dim sum shop and wanted to buy some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes to stop his mouth. I ran into this nagging magistrate again.
"Master Zhao is going to the government?" Wen Liunian asked while pinching pickles.
Zhao Yue sneered, "My lord thinks too much."
"It doesn't matter if you didn't go down the mountain on purpose." Wen Liunian was not shocked at all, "It's already here, let's sit for a while."
Zhao Yue turned around and walked back.
Wen Liunian trotted to keep up.
Zhao Yue's eyes almost burst into flames.
Wen Liunian warmly invited, "It's okay if the head doesn't want to go to the government office, why don't we just sit here and talk?"
Zhao Yue: ...
The sky was lightly snowed, and under the eaves of a family, the two sat on a small broken bench, looking at each other silently.
Wen Liunian was the first to speak, "Is it the dim sum from Liu's shop?"
Zhao Yue's expression froze, and he threw the paper bag over.
"Thank you." Wen Liunian brought out a piece of scallion pastry, and asked while eating, "Did the master have breakfast?"
"What are you going to say?" Zhao Yue gritted his teeth, "If you talk nonsense, I will bury you in the snow."
"Have you ever heard of Mujiazhuang?" Wen Liunian was very forthright this time.
Zhao Yue's face changed, "What Mujiazhuang?"
"Mujia Village in Miaojiang, Yunnan, the owner's name is Mu Wanlei." Wen Liunian said, "It is said that he is a master at refining Gu poison."
Zhao Yue shook his head, "Never heard of it."
"Really? Then we have to forget about it." Wen Liunian sighed, with a regretful expression on his face, "They're all gangster schools, and I thought the master could provide some clues."
"What happened?" Zhao Yue asked.
"It's nothing." Wen Liunian ate scallion pastry.
Zhao Yue continued to ask, "What happened to Mujiazhuang?"
"Since the boss has never heard of it, why do you need to ask so clearly." Wen Liunian patted the shortbread crumbs on his body, "It's a little dry after eating, I don't know where there is sour plum soup nearby."
Zhao Yue stared at his eyes, trying to find any abnormalities in them.
But Wen Liunian's eyes were clean and calm, full of desire for sour plum soup, not only did he not look cunning, he was even a little honest.
But Zhao Yue obviously wouldn't be fooled by appearances, he would rather believe that the bandits in the entire Cangwu Mountain would surrender, and he didn't believe that the nerd in front of him would be simple and honest.
"Are you sure you don't want to go to the government office for a cup of tea?" Wen Liunian stood up with a snack bag in hand, "There are excellent bamboo leaf green teas."
Zhao Yue stared at him coldly for a moment, then strode out of the alley, and disappeared around the corner almost instantly.
Wen Liunian scratched his chin, looking thoughtful.
Looking at this posture, I really know him...
Inside the government office, Mu Qingshan stretched and sat up from the bed, feeling refreshed all over. After washing up and going out, I happened to see several servants running in a hurry, so I wondered and called one of them, "Is something wrong?"
"Master, don't worry, it's a good thing." The servant quickly explained, "Master Shang bought the house opposite the government office this morning, and said he wanted to keep his treasures. It happened that the big guy was free, so he went over to help." Without saying a word, let's take a look at what the baby looks like, and it takes an entire house to decorate it.
We are not envious at all.