The carriage passed through the bustling streets of the capital unhurriedly. Inside the carriage, Mu Zhiming covered his lips with his right hand and yawned one after another.
Wen Heyin: "Master, did you rest last night?"
Mu Zhiming rubbed the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes: "I didn't sleep well in the first half of the night, but I had a good rest in the second half of the night."
Wen Heyin recalled seeing Gu Heyan and Mu Zhiming having breakfast together this morning, her face flushed instantly: "Oh... oh... young master, pay attention to your body, um, your body."
"Why pay attention to the body?" Mu Zhiming looked at Wen Heyin suspiciously, suddenly understood, and pinched Wen Heyin's face in disbelief, "What are you thinking? Where did all these messy thoughts come from?"
Wen Heyin was so pinched that she couldn't speak: "Buoye, Teng, lightly, I can't just think about it."
Mu Zhiming let go and rubbed his face for him.
"Hey, young master, what's wrong with your wrist?" Wen Heyin pointed to the faint blue marks on Mu Zhiming's right wrist.
"Huh? Wrist?" Mu Zhiming looked at his wrist, and the scene of Gu Heyan pinching his hands yesterday and pressing him firmly on the bed to kiss him instantly appeared in his mind.
"Cough, cough." Mu Zhiming, who had taught Wen Heyin a lesson just now, strongly suppressed the urge to cover his face due to shame, and pretended to be okay, pretending to be calm, "I don't know, what's going on, I too I don't know how the wrist is like this, if you don't say it, I haven't noticed it yet."
Wen Heyin: "Oh..."
After Wen Heyin stopped paying attention to his wrist, Mu Zhiming hurriedly pulled down his sleeve to cover the marks, and gently rubbed his left hand through the sleeve, trying to rub the green marks away. At this moment, the careful Mu Zhiming Suddenly noticed something.
The marks on his left wrist were barely visible.
Mu Zhiming put his two wrists together for comparison, then raised his head and asked, "Ayin, you said that General Gu's right hand was injured before, didn't you?"
"Yes." Wen Heyin nodded.
Mu Zhiming: "Is that general's right hand healed?"
Wen Heyin: "Ah? It's healed. I don't think there's anything unusual about the general's right hand."
Mu Zhiming thought thoughtfully: "Really..."
Wen Heyin: "Master, why are you asking that?"
Mu Zhiming shook his head: "I suddenly remembered and asked casually."
While speaking, the carriage had already reached the attic of Qianji Pavilion.
Qianji Pavilion came to the capital this time, with the intention of making a name for itself, so he brought many interesting and delicate organs and objects, which were displayed on the first floor of Qianji Pavilion for guests to watch.
Hearing that Mu Zhiming had arrived, Mo Huai came to greet him enthusiastically: "Brother Mu!"
"Brother Mo." Mu Zhiming smiled and clasped his fists in salute.
Mo Huai led Mu Zhiming to the quiet room on the second floor of the attic and treated him with pastries and tea. Mu Zhiming handed the ancient book he found earlier to Mo Huai, Mo Huai took it with both hands, turned it over, and said happily, "Interesting, too It's fun!"
Mu Zhiming sighed bitterly: "It's a pity that there are too many fragments in this book. Those delicate mechanisms that did not record the production process are difficult to restore." Crane sound.
Mo Huai shook the book in his hand and asked, "Which institution is the most impressive to Brother Mu about this book?"
Mu Zhiming said: "The wooden kite on page 36 is recorded in the book. It looks like a giant peng with wings, and it can fly dozens of meters into the air to throw hidden weapons. I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I still can't figure out how it was made. "
Hearing the words, Mo Huai turned to the thirty-sixth page of the ancient book. He pressed his thumb and index finger against his chin to read for a moment, and suddenly said, "This one looks like Feiluan from our Qianji Pavilion."
"Oh?" Mu Zhiming was very interested, "Brother Mo, explain in detail."
Mo Huai said: "Our Qianji Pavilion's Fei Luan is also shaped like a bird, but it can fly up into the sky and stay on the ground for three days and three nights. The difference is that Fei Luan cannot throw hidden weapons. If Brother Mu is interested, do you want to follow me to see it. "
"Okay!" Mu Zhiming was so excited that he answered quickly.
"Brother Mu, please come with me." Mo Huai stood up and led the way for Mu Zhiming and Wen Heyin.
The three walked out of the quiet room and walked along the railing of the attic. Mu Zhiming and Mo Huai walked side by side, joking and chatting. Suddenly, Mu Zhiming glanced downstairs inadvertently. step.
"Huh? What's wrong with Brother Mu?" Mo Huai stopped and followed his gaze suspiciously.
From the second floor of the attic, the spacious hall can be seen unobstructed. Two or three guests are watching the exquisite mechanism made by Qianji Pavilion. Several Qianji Pavilion guards are standing guard in place, and there is nothing special about it.
"Huh?" Wen Heyin said, "Isn't that person General Gu? Young master, is it General Gu?" He raised his head to confirm with Mu Zhiming.
Mu Zhiming nodded: "Yes, Master Pei is also there."
Mo Huai: "General Gu, which General Gu? Could it be that General Yulin, Gu Heyan?" Mo Huai suddenly became excited when he mentioned the guess.
Wen Heyin: "Yes, it's him."
Mo Huai made no secret of his admiration: "Oh my God, at the age of seventeen, he settled the war in the northern Xinjiang in just three months, and at the age of eighteen he recaptured the three cities that had been invaded by the Gouji iron cavalry, making Xiaoxiao tremble with fear. What is the meaning of talent unparalleled in the world, General Gu will do his part!"
The hustle and bustle upstairs is unknown downstairs.
Pei Hantang pulled Gu Heyan to look at the various items in the hall, and he asked Gu Heyan, "Yuyi, this wooden fan that can move by itself is very interesting, what do you think?"
Gu Heyan was a little absent-minded and looked around.
"Who are you looking for!" Pei Hantang raised his hand in front of him, shaking it up and down.
Gu Heyan looked at Pei Hantang: "Mu Zhiming."
"Master Hou?" Pei Hantang, "Why is Master Hou here?"
Gu Heyan: "He visited a friend today, I guess he should also be in this Thousand Machines Pavilion."
Pei Hantang shouted, "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
Gu Heyan: "What's wrong?"
Pei Hantang: "Surprise! Brother! Do you know what surprise means?! Don't you just give him something as a surprise? If you really meet Lord Hou, don't say you are here to buy things for him. ,Do you understand?"
Gu Heyan: "Well, I see."
His voice just fell, and a voice came from a distance: "He Yan!"
Gu Heyan turned his head to look abruptly, his eyes were fixed on Mu Zhiming's body, his eyes were slightly widened and bright like a bright moon.
Pei Hantang also saw Wen Heyin, and immediately smiled brightly, leaned over and embraced Wen Heyin's shoulder: "Little thing, isn't it a coincidence?"
Wen Heyin: "Why are you here?"
Pei Hantang clung to the man and acted affectionately: "It doesn't matter why I am here, what matters is that we are destined to meet each other for thousands of miles, we can cultivate together for a hundred years, and we can cultivate together for a thousand years..."
Wen Heyin covered his mouth and glared at him.
Pei Hantang was skinless and faceless, and stuck out his tongue to lick his palm.
Wen Heyin retracted her hand in a panic, and clenched her palm into a fist because she became angry and wanted to punch Pei Hantang on the stomach.
Pei Hantang quickly grabbed his wrist and stopped his movements, smiling.
On the other side, just as Mu Zhiming stood in front of Gu Heyan, Mo Huai suddenly stepped over him, leaned in front of Gu Heyan, and blocked Mu Zhiming, making Gu Heyan stunned.
"Are you, are you General Gu Heyan?" Mo Huai danced with excitement.
Gu Heyan slowly bypassed Mo Huai and stood beside Mu Zhiming: "Yes."
Mo Huai's eyes were glued to Gu Heyan's body: "I don't know why General Gu is coming to Qianji Pavilion? Is there anything I can help?"
Although Pei Hantang was teasing Wen Heyin, his ears pricked up. Hearing Mo Huai's question, he was afraid that Gu Heyan would leak his mouth, so he hurriedly replied, "I have heard the name of Qianji Pavilion for a long time, so I came here to visit."
"The general is here, and it is full of brilliance." Mo Huai said boldly, "If the general sees the items of Qianji Pavilion, just take them away! You are welcome!"
Gu Heyan wondered, "Who are you?"
Mo Huai spoke in a daze for a long time, his mouth was dry, but he alone forgot to report his family.
Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "He Yan, this is the young pavilion master of Qianji Pavilion, Mo Huai."
Mo Huai nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, Brother Mu, you and General Gu are friends, aren't you?"
Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan said in unison, "Not friends."
When the words fell, the two were stunned and looked at each other.
"Ah?" Mo Huai was confused, "Isn't it a friend? But I think the two of you are very close."
Mu Zhiming smiled and said generously, "He Yan is my husband."
Gu Heyan: "..." His face was calm, but his earlobes turned a little red.
"What? Husband?" Mo Huai was stunned. He calmed down for a moment, and then said clearly, "I heard that the people in the capital are very good, and there is a reasonable marriage. It really is."
Mu Zhiming smiled and nodded lightly.
"General Gu, Brother Mu is about to go with me to see an organ called 'Fei Luan'. I wonder if the general is interested in coming to see it?" Mo Huai warmly invited.
Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan were very close to each other, and their arms were touching his arm, Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "Let's go and have a look together."
Gu Heyan was about to nod his head when Pei Hantang rushed over, clasped his teeth and clasped his fists and smiled: "Thank you, Young Pavilion Master, but I have something to do with Yuyi, so I won't go to see you, right?" Pei Hantang looked at Gu He Yan, give him a wink.
Gu Heyan: "...Yes."
Mo Huai regretted: "It's such a coincidence."
"It's alright, and next time, there's a lot of time and more opportunities." Pei Hantang grabbed Gu Heyan's arm and dragged him out, for fear that if Mu Zhiming opened his mouth, several cows wouldn't be able to pull him." Marquis, Young Pavilion Master, let's say goodbye first, say goodbye!"
"You two, walk slowly!" Mo Huai shouted at their backs as they left in a hurry, then turned to look at Mu Zhiming, "Brother Mu, let's go see Feiluan."
Mu Zhiming withdrew his gaze at Gu Heyan's back and nodded, "Okay, Brother Laomo will lead the way."
At You Shi, the shadow of the dusk is long, and Mu Zhiming returned to the Mu Mansion, just in time for dinner, so he and Gu Heyan had dinner in the wing room.
Mu Zhiming picked up his chopsticks and found that something was wrong with today's dishes.
It's not right, in fact, there is an extra plate of osmanthus and tuckahoe cakes from Jiyuezhai.
Mu Zhiming's eyes curled into crescents, he looked at Gu Heyan and asked with a smile, "You bought it?"
Gu Heyan didn't expect that Mu Zhiming would find out immediately, and the hand holding the vegetables paused and nodded.
Mu Zhiming picked up a piece of cake and took a nibble, only to find it soft and delicious, and the sweetness filled his lips, Mu Zhiming swallowed the sugar cake in his mouth and laughed softly.
Gu Heyan didn't expect Mu Zhiming to be so happy, and looked at him moment by moment.
Mu Zhiming said: "Let the general see a joke, I just suddenly thought of one thing."
Gu Heyan: "What?"
Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "When I was only six or seven years old, I liked the sweet-scented osmanthus and tuckahoe cakes in Jiyuezhai very much. At that time, the pheasant was ignorant, and after eating cakes with a greedy mouth, he didn't want to eat another sip of dinner, so my mother decided. As a rule, no one is allowed to give me pastries at dinner. When I was young, I often thought that if someone is willing to give me sweet-scented osmanthus and tuckahoe cakes at dinner, I will be with that person for the rest of my life and never be separated. "
Gu Heyan was quiet for a moment and asked, "Does this count?"
"Well, it counts." After Mu Zhiming said, he stuffed the remaining sweet-scented osmanthus and tuckahoe cake into the mouth, puffed up his cheeks slightly and ate it, smiling like the warm wind that swirled around Fangyin in March, making Gu Heyan not drink it. The green ants were intoxicated.