After receiving the medicine, Mo Xi should take Gu Mang back. He and Jiang Fuli returned to the hall side by side, and saw Gu Mang sitting cross-legged on the ground, talking to Xiao Laner. To be precise, Xiao Laner should be teaching Gu Mang how to speak.
"Dragonfly." She held the bamboo dragonfly in her hand and whispered to him.
Gu Mang nodded and said, "Dragonfly."
"When dragonflies fly low, it will rain."
Gu Mang nodded again, his blue eyes staring at the bamboo dragonfly without blinking.
Seeing his eager eyes, Xiao Lan'er tilted her head and thought for a while, then handed the bamboo dragonfly to him: "Big brother, if you like it, this is for you."
Gu Mang suddenly widened his eyes and said in a daze, "For me?"
This little girl hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time. There was a gentle and shy smile on her tender little face, and dimples appeared on her cheeks: "Hmm, for you."
Gu Mang's eyes lit up, and he took the bamboo dragonfly in surprise and joy, as if he had taken over some rare treasure. He held it in his palm and looked at it for a while, then lifted it up and made it in front of Xiao Laner. The movement of flying around, one big and one small, both laughed.
They were so excited that they didn't notice that Jiang Fuli and Mo Xi had come back. Gu Mang smiled and put a bamboo dragonfly between Xiao Lan'er's hair and said, "It looks so pretty."
"It also looks good on Big Brother's head."
Gu Mang really put his head on his head, and the two laughed for a while. Gu Mang thought about it, and put the bamboo dragonfly back into Xiao Lan'er's hand: "I'm done playing, I'll give it back to you."
Xiao Lan'er was astonished: "Why?"
"I can't just accept other people's things. I have a very fierce... very fierce, very fierce, very fierce person in my family." Gu Mang gestured with his hands several times, as if he wanted to use his extremely poor language and body movements to prove that person How fierce is it? "Very fierce. I am in his territory, so I have to listen to his words. If I don't listen to his words, he will feed me spicy medicine and yell at me."
Mo Xi: "..."
Xiao Lan'er couldn't help showing a look of pity. She stretched out her little hand and touched Gu Mang's head: "Big brother is really pitiful." After a pause, she said, "But this dragonfly is not expensive. I won't blame you. I'll give it to you. Next time... uh, can you come and play with me next time?"
Gu Mang said sincerely: "I like to play with you. However, Dragonfly can't have it."
The little girl was very happy to hear the first half of the sentence, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, her face showed some disappointment, and she whispered: "It's really not expensive..."
"You have to do things before you can change things. This is the rule of the Xihe House." Gu Mang said, "Or, you have to prostitute me before—"
Before he could finish speaking, Mo Xi had already pulled him up. Mo Xi stared at him fiercely and said angrily, "You want a seven-year-old girl to prostitute you? Do you want a face? Go, come back with me."
Jiang Fuli wrapped his sleeves behind the two and said leisurely, "Xi Hejun, don't forget what I told you."
Chonghua's end-of-year festival refers to the sacrifice of heroes and martyrs of all dynasties.
On the southeastern border of Chonghua, there is an abyss with deep still water flowing all the way to the city of Baidi in Xishu. Everyone said that this river would go all the way, flowing through the continent of Kyushu, and extending to the depths of the soul river in the underworld.
This is the only connection between the world of the dead and the world of the living.
Chonghua is a country of great sorrow and honor, with strict rules and regulations. Before New Year's Eve every year, the emperor must lead his ministers to this Yuanhe to worship, and this year is no exception.
The night before the trip, Li Weiyi found Mo Xi's sacrificial clothes and knocked on the door of Mo Xi's study.
"Come in."
Li Wei entered the room, and by the window of the full moon and purple bamboo, Mo Xi was holding the scroll and reading the book—no matter how many times he looked at it, Li Wei would sigh with emotion, his master is really a rare beauty.
Mo Xi is undoubtedly very tall and heroic, and his sharpness tempered from the bones is extremely aggressive, but putting these aside, in terms of facial features alone, Mo Xi's appearance is actually very delicate and beautiful. Although he was already 30 years old, he looked very elegant and young when he took off his military robes and read a book under the lamp in his normal clothes.
But it is no wonder that he is the god of war in the empire, he has always maintained the most effective tempering, and he is strict with himself. Those temptations of drunken life and dreaming of death have never been eroded by his eyes, so he is energetic all year round, clear-headed, tall and straight like a pine and cypress.
This man gives the impression that he is at his peak and will continue to do so forever.
Li Wei doesn't admire the man, but looking at him, he is often dazed by his beauty.
Mo Xi turned the book down a page, and swept two more lines. Before Li Wei could open his mouth, he couldn't help but turn his face and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Oh, oh oh!" Li Wei hurriedly shook his head and returned to the divine way, "My lord, it's getting late, you should get up at Yin Shi tomorrow, take a shower earlier."
Mo Xi glanced at the water leak, it was indeed getting late, so he covered up and stood up and said, "Okay." After a while, he suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Where is Gu Mang?"
"Isn't the lord going to take him to the tail festival ceremony? So the subordinate sent him to take care of himself, and asked him to clean up himself."
Mo Xi nodded, Li Wei always considers things carefully, which saves him from worrying a lot.
In the deepest courtyard of Xihe Mansion, there is a hot spring, which is where Mo Xi usually bathes. There are many hot springs in Chonghua, and almost every noble mansion will have such a pool. I heard that the hot spring pool in Wangshu Mansion is the most extravagant, with sleeping couch, foot stepping stone, aromatherapy table and so on. There are also bat totems chiseled by the pool, poured with molten gold, and the radiance is dazzling.
Mo Xi didn't think much about enjoying it. His hot spring pool was the most natural in the entire Chonghua. There were rocks, rocks and springs, and flowers and trees were planted next to it. It was just like it was dug out, and he didn't bother to rebuild it.
Moreover, the hot spring of Xihe mansion has the biggest difference from the hot springs of other nobles - servants.
The masters of other households take baths, maids and therapists, and even play the lute. But Mo Xi never allowed others to go in and serve with him.
Years of military expeditions made him instinctively wary of "people". As long as someone was by his side, he couldn't relax completely, even if he had served his loyal servants for many years.
The water in the Tangchi Bieyuan was misty, and there were falling flowers on the bluestone path. Mo Xi walked to the purple bamboo pavilion, which was where he changed his clothes. The furnishings in the pavilion are minimalist, with only a table with a raised head, a stone bench, and a bamboo rack for clothes.
Mo Xi raised his hand and folded his clothes one by one on the table, then removed the ink hair and put it down, tied his high ponytail, and walked towards the hot spring pool.
The water is clear and the night is quiet, the moon is white and the flowers are fragrant. He dived into the pond, the ripples swaying around. Tangquan Pond uses spiritual streams to plant and support hibiscus, some of which are crimson as red as the sun, some as white as beautiful jade, but they are not as clear as Xi and Jun Zhaoshui, not to mention the steam fumigation at the moment, which makes his face clearer and clearer. . He slowly relaxed his muscles and bones, leaned against the hot hot spring stone, and closed his eyes slightly.
The surroundings are very quiet, only the sound of babbling water can be heard, the slight sound of flowers falling on the water surface, and…
"Gollum Gollum - poof!"
Mo Xi opened his eyes abruptly, and was caught off guard by the splash of water on his face. He couldn't believe what he saw - Gu Mang swam in from somewhere, and burst out of the water, his blue eyes were wet. The color is dark, like satin brocade, and there is a lotus leaf on the head.
Seeing Mo Xi's handsome face, which was almost pale, Gu Mang wiped the splatter on his face and said calmly, "Is your lord here to wash too?"
"You...!" Mo Xi felt a suffocation in his chest, but he couldn't say anything for a while.
He stared at the man in front of him, his ears buzzing, he was extremely angry, and he was at a loss. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you here?!"
"Li Wei asked me to take a bath." Gu Mang said, "I just looked for a place to wash and found this place."
"Get out of here immediately!"
Gu Mang said, "But I haven't washed it yet..."
"roll!"
People had to bow their heads under the eaves. Gu Mang knew interest and knew that he was angry and didn't want to argue with him, so he didn't say more, stood up from the pond with the lotus leaf on his face, and walked up the water steps. Different from Mo Xi, Mo Xi used to leave a shabby clothes in Tangquan, but Gu Mang took off all his clothes. When Mo Xi saw him out of the water, he caught a glimpse of Nuan Mist's slender legs... As if it was hot, Mo Xi turned his face away, and even the roots of his ears turned red.
"Hurry up and put your clothes on!"
"Oh." Gu Mang landed on the shore, the sound of footsteps walking away.
Maybe it was because he was mentally ill, and he was always prone to get lost in doing things. After he went up, he forgot which corner he had left his clothes in. He looked left and right, and saw Mo Xi in the Zizhu Pavilion, which was neatly arranged to change the sacrificial robes.
My own clothes are clothes, and Mo Xi's clothes are also clothes. If I can't find it anywhere, I might as well pick up a ready-made one and wear Mo Xi's clothes.
Gu Mang thought so, scratched his head, and walked over there.
The white robes fluttered out, wearing one by one, the inner robe, the girdle, and the silk belt.
After they were all dressed, Gu Mang's eyes fell on the silk belt. He held the silk belt in his hand, feeling a little dazed, and didn't know where to put it.
Silk belt... Silk belt... Where should I wear it
Standing in front of the dim bronze mirror, he gestured at the one-word scarf, trying to use it as a belt, it was too thin, and trying to tie his hair, but it seemed too thick.
For a while, he was stunned for a while, the side of his skull suddenly tingling, Gu Mang raised his hand to rest on his forehead, but some scattered fragments related to the silk belt flashed in front of him.
It was a familiar scene. On the deck, a man with a blurry face stood in front of him and said hoarsely, "Gu Mang, look back."
you go back...
He didn't know why he suddenly had such a strange picture, but he vaguely felt that he was wearing such a blue-gold one-word scarf on his forehead crookedly.
He heard himself sneer, and said to the man who came to find him in despair:
"This kind of scarf belt of a pure-blood nobleman, no matter how much I am born and die in your country, how many extraordinary achievements and fame I have built. Because of my background, I will never get it."
That man's voice was full of blood and sadness and anger. It's really strange. How can a person speak so calmly and speak so persistently while holding back so many emotions and carrying so many contradictions.
The man said, "That's the ribbon only for the sons of heroes sacrificed by ancestors. You take it off."
"Really? It was worn by a very young monk. My men cut his head with a knife. I think the strap is exquisite and beautiful. It's a pity to wear it on the head of a dead person, so... "
So what
The screen flashed past, and Gu Mang came back to his senses, surprised by the dialogue that suddenly popped up in his mind, and at the same time he was dazed by the familiar deja vu of this silk tape.
He looked at the bronze mirror waiting for him for a while, hesitated, and finally put the scarf on his forehead in front of the mirror—yes, it was this position—there seemed to be a sleeping longing in his heart, a kind of difficulty. The bitterness and urgency of the words.
He seemed to be looking forward to wearing this silk belt for a long, long time.
During this process, Mo Xi never looked back until Gu Mang finished dressing, walked back to the pool, and asked, "I'm fine, do I want to wait for you?"
Mo Xi pursed his lips tightly and turned his face gloomily.
At this moment, he was stunned for a moment, and then a stream of anger and hatred mixed with incomprehensible blazing wind and rain rushed straight to his brain!
"Gu Mang..."
Gu Mang in the shadow of the moonlight, the sacrificial gown thorned with snow, with gold hanging from the sleeve corners, three girdle seals stacked on top of each other, and the robe dragged on the ground. But these were nothing, what made Mo Xi's eyes start to turn red was the blue-gold scarf that Gu Mang wore on his forehead—that was, it was the formal ornament of the son of Chonghua Heroes...
Sublime admiration! !
And the Mohists have made great achievements from generation to generation, and naturally this element cannot be missed when offering sacrifices. The one that Gu Mang was wearing privately at this time was the relic left by his father.
Mo Xi's heart seemed to be gouged out by a sharp knife, and the pain that was torn apart came from many years ago.
Mo Xi was almost furious: "You... you are so bold!"
Gu Mang was startled: "What?"
"Who told you to move these things?" Mo Xi snapped, "Take off the spirit pendant from your head!"
But Gu Mang didn't know why, it was the first time that he had such a strong resistance. He took a step back abruptly and spat out two words to the man in the hot spring fog pool—
"don't want."
With just these two words, the spark entered the boiling oil and exploded.
Gu Mang clearly saw that Mo Xi's pupils instantly became so bright, and his anger burned into the sky, which made the man's handsome face extremely terrifying. Gu Mang could almost see the City of Reason in Mo Xi. The eyes were burned to rubble, and the burning charred wood fell in the eyes, splashing flames.
Mo Xi got up from the water in a rush, his snow-white underwear was exposed, water droplets were steaming vertically and horizontally on his undulating strong chest, his eyes were extremely hot, and an indescribable evil spirit shrouded his body.
The black cloud overwhelms the city and wants to destroy it.
Gu Mang turned around and wanted to run, but before Mo Xi came ashore, he stood half-length in the soup pond, and when he raised his hand, he grabbed his wrist and slammed it, splashing water!
Gu Mang was pushed into the spring pool by him.
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Jiang Fuli
Height: 179cm
Identity: The Terminator of Medical Troubles
Speaking of people: super dragging doctor
Title: If you lose your temper and kill your father, you will be satisfied with the big devil
Speaking in Human Words: Chonghua's Anger
Hobbies: money
Dislikes: poverty
Favorite color: blue
Disliked color: red
Favorite food: mandarin fish with pine nuts
Disliked food: duck
Weapons: It's a mystery, so far I've only seen him smashing people with money.