When Xiao Yao heard Li Mochou speak to him with such a kind look, he was secretly happy, but he still knelt on the ground, and said with a very humble appearance: "Disciple, don't dare."

Li Mochou chuckled and said, "Get up, what dares you? Can you really be a teacher like you?"

When Hong Lingbo heard what his master said, he knew that his master was indeed no longer angry, so he hurriedly shrugged Xiao Yao and asked him to stand up quickly. Seeing Hong Lingbo standing behind Li Mochou and winking at him repeatedly, Xiao Yao knew that if he pretended to be a little artificial at this time, he would seem a little artificial, so he stood up and stood quietly aside, waiting for Li Mochou's next decision.

Li Mochou walked back and forth in the backyard of the inn with his hands behind his back, wandering for a while. She sometimes lowered her head and looked up at the sky, and her eyes were deep. It was obvious that she was thinking about something in her heart. After waiting for about a cup of tea, Xiao Yao saw Li Mochou suddenly raised her head, her face was full of smiles, and she looked extremely proud. She was about to ask for questions, but Li Mochou ordered first: "Xiao Yao, hurry up and prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, which is useful for the master." As he said that, he called Hong Lingbo aside, and the two whispered and discussed what was going on.

Xiao Yao was very confused when he heard this order. He didn't understand what Li Mochou was going to do. Why did he suddenly become interested in these literati things, but he still resisted it and broke the casserole and asked to the end. Therefore, he left first, asked the store's account to borrow the four treasures of the study, and hurried to inform Li Mochou, and then followed Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo back to the guest room without saying a word.

After entering the room, Li Mochou walked straight to the desk with a happy face, stretched out the plain hand of the cream-like, pinched the pen, and dipped it on the inkstone where Hong Lingbo had already grinded for her for a few times, then wrote on the rice paper with an extremely flat position. Although Xiao Yao stood aside to serve, he had not expected that Li Mochou was a cultural person in ancient times. He wrote in cursive writing, so he could only vaguely recognize a few lines: "... The beauty Long, who is about sixteen years old, is beautiful and graceful.

Ting, living in secludedly behind Mount Zhongnan... I know the etiquette, the good music of the jade zither, and I admire the joy of the return home alone..." After writing for a while, Xiao Yao reluctantly recognized a few more words: "... I looked at the moon and drank alone, holding the zither and sighed. The evening breeze blows, and my heart is hard to stop. There are many heroes, but I don't see them. There are many talented people, and I don't care about them..." Although the latter couldn't understand, Xiao Yao also understood it with just such words. Li Mochou had indeed come up with the method of martial arts competition and recruiting brides. Now I just don't know where to send it after writing it like this.

But such questions did not exist for long in Xiao Yao's heart, and he had an answer. After writing more than ten such letters, Li Mochou folded them one by one, allowing Hong Lingbo to carefully put them in the already prepared envelopes, sealed them with fire lacquer one by one. Then he took out some fine gifts such as jewelry from a small backpack that Xiao Yao had never seen before, and then ordered Xiao Yao to prepare three quick horses and prepare to go out.

After everything was ready, Li Mochou took Xiao Yao and Hong Lingbo out of the inn. A group of three riders galloped on the street, and in half a meal arrived at a vast mansion at the foot of Zhongshan. Xiao Yao looked at it intently and realized that these magnificent and luxurious buildings were actually pawn shops. He was secretly wondering what Li Mochou wanted to bring him and his senior sister to this place, but suddenly Li Mochou's cold voice came from his ears: "The heavy curtains are deep under the Mochou Hall, and the night is slender after lying down."

An old man wearing a black brocade robe and a small hat on his head. He heard this and looked at Li Mocho with a smile on his face, he replied, "The life of a goddess is a dream, and my sister's residence is not a man." After saying that, he hurriedly walked out from behind the counter and said softly: "Fairy, please speak later." After saying that, he shouted loudly: "Come, take the horses of the three guests to the horse house to take good care of them, and use good grass!" As soon as he finished speaking, a pawnshop rushed forward and asked himself to dismount and gather the three horses one by one.

He led to the other side of the pawnshop gate square, and the master took him and his senior sister to the pawnshop lobby. Li Mochou met the pawnshop owner and nodded slightly, and followed the old man to the old man. Seeing this, Xiao Yao was about to follow him, but the friend next to him suddenly reached out and stopped him and Hong Lingbo outside. Li Mochou had already entered the back hall, but when he saw that the two of them did not follow, he walked out and said to the old man: "These two are my disciples, let them go in with them, so that they can see the world."

After hearing this, the old man turned his eyes a few times, and said with a smile on his face, "Okay, since he is Li Xiangu's disciple, then you can naturally put it in and put it in." As he said that, after winking at the friend beside him, Xiao Yao and Hong Lingbo were able to follow Li Mochou into the back hall.

Along the way, although the old man was very attentive to Li Mochou and asked about his well-being, Li Mochou was always cold-eyed and did not show much emotion, and he had no intention of being close to the old man. Even so, the old man was still caring and his words were very gentle, because he might be afraid of Li Mochou's reputation as never approached a man, so he did not dare to do anything to overcome her. The two of them always kept a certain distance. Xiao Yao followed behind them, looking at all in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel funny in his heart.

The old man and the three of them walked around the mansion, walked through the broken corridor in a twists and turns, and finally walked to a very hidden and narrow building. He pushed open the very old and inconspicuous door and walked in first. Xiao Yao originally thought it was a very small room, but after he actually entered, he realized that there was actually a different world inside. But when he saw the magnificent house, carved beams and painted buildings, and red candles as thick as his forearms, as bright as the morning glow, which made the porcelain bottles and jade decorations placed beside him look more crystal clear and gorgeous and precious. Although Xiao Yao did not know much about these ancient decorative arts, he was shocked when he saw this scene.

He and Hong Lingbo were sitting in the lower head in the hall, playing with the smooth handrails on the rosewood seats. The shop owner and the old man exchanged a greeting with the master. After both sides pressed down a mouthful of scary tea, they heard Li Mochou speak quietly: "Mr. Luo, I am here to visit today, so I hope you don't blame me."

The old man named Mr. Luo heard this and looked at Li Mochou, his eyes narrowed into a small slit, and he said in a low voice: "Li Xian Gu can visit the place today, which is really a bright light, and it also gives me Luo Youcai a lot of glory, which has added a lot of brilliance to my Luo Men family. In fact, since the last time I parted, I have been begging the Jade Emperor all the time, begging him to let me and the Fairy again, so that I can regain my fairy style. Today, Fairy Gu, you are finally willing to work on the Jade Toe and come here. This is really God's blessing. The incense I burn on weekdays does not seem to be in vain."

Xiao Yao, who was drinking tea, heard Luo Youcai's words, and choked in his throat with a sip of water, almost squirting out laughing. But after hearing this, Li Mochou's cheeks flushed and his face was accentuated. Obviously, he was very embarrassed and upset about Luo Youcai's behavior of being flirted with words, but he was still worried that he was a guest from afar, and he still asked him to do his job for him, so he did not have anger on the spot. After a conversation, Xiao Yao had long discovered that Luo Youcai had obviously not read it.

After so many poems, books, lyrics and verses, I knew nothing about the defense of ethics and education in Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism and the elegant demeanor of Jiangnan literati. Therefore, what I thought about in my heart and how I said it, and my words seemed very vulgar and vulgar. However, as soon as he said that just now, Luo, who was surnamed Luo, also noticed something wrong, so he quickly changed the subject, put a flattering smile on his face, and deliberately coughed twice, and said, "I don't know what the fairy is going to do today?"

Seeing that he had changed the topic tactfully, Li Mochou simply took back his anger, gave Hong Lingbo a wink, and said, "That's right. I have a junior sister, Long, who gave her face to the ancient tomb in the world and gave her a nickname of Little Dragon Girl. This year is just 28 years old, and it's just so special, but there is no match for young talents who I like. Therefore, I specially set up a martial arts competition to attract brides, hoping to use Mr. Luo's skills to teach the heroes and heroes in the world to know this, so that all heroes can compete with each other and see if my junior sister's destined person is in it."

In fact, Li Mochou's words were full of loopholes, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance. Not to mention that as a monk, her junior sister must be a Taoist nun, so how could she get married? Besides, even if she really wanted to compete for martial arts and get married, how could she let her senior sister do it on her behalf? But no one expected that Luo Youcai, who looked foolish, incompetent, and vulgar, was actually a famous figure on the underworld on the east and west roads of Jiangnan, the Song Dynasty. Although he was originally
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