[69 Book Bar-www.] Under the flower tree, a man in blue sat on the ground. A bamboo mat was laid on the ground, and there were short tables and soft cushions on the mat. When he got closer, he saw that the man in blue was Feng Zhisu.
The smelly fox. He wore a light blue robe today, like the spring lake water, his hair was still tied with a hairband behind his head, holding a knife in one hand and a small piece of wood in the other, with his expression focused on carving something.
Several pink cherry blossoms were stained with the ends of his hair and robe, in the sky,
There were still petals falling slowly, and one petal fell on his eyelashes. He blinked his eyes, and the petal suddenly fell onto his robe. He was unmoved, and he was engraved with the
The wood blocks are still focused. The fallen cherry blossoms are colorful, the petals are like rain. People in the rain of flowers are like a beautiful picture, beautiful, but they seem so unreal. Mo Qingwu even dared not breathe, for fear of breaking it
The tranquility in the painting disturbed the people in the dream.
He put the knife on the low table and blew the wood chips carved from the woodcut on his hand. A lazy voice rang out: "What are you doing there? Are you not tired?" He did not turn his head, but his eyes were still focused.
Looking at the woodcut in his hand, Mo Qingwu walked over with a smile, gently placed the guitar on the corner of the mat, and said softly: "Carmen has met the young master."
"Sit." He didn't raise his head, as if the wood carving in his hand was a rare treasure. Mo Qingwu sat down and looked up at her. His expression was very relaxed and soft, even the terrifying gaze in his eyes.
All of them were restrained. This made her feel easy to get close to, and she didn't have to worry about his thoughts all the time.
"Have you recovered?" he asked her faintly.
"Okay, thank you for your concern." Mo Qingwu remembered the tonic and pastry snacks he sent in the name of Ji Jingyun, and thanked him quickly.
"Why is this disease so fierce?" He asked casually, holding the wood carving in his hand.
"After the cold, my body is weak, so I'm getting slower." Mo Qingwu answered him carefully. Every word of this stinky fox is too negligent. A seemingly unintentional word often hides a clever edge.
, it is unbearable.
"I heard you met a flower-picking thief?" Feng Zhisu suddenly said, with an unknown smile on the corner of her lips, "Your girl's reputation has really spread."
"Don't get it, young master, don't worry, Carmen won't ask someone to take advantage of it, and smear the prince's face." Mo Qingwu quickly stated. How did he know? The news was strictly blocked by the madam, and almost no one in Mingxianglou knew about it.
, Could it be that this stinky fox even sent someone to secretly monitor him?
Mo Qingwu smiled helplessly and said, "Carmen's reputation is so famous that the prince has made great efforts." The implication is that he is also the initiator.
Feng Qianjue heard her say this and laughed lazily: "There is always a lot of good reputation. Isn't it a hero who comes to save the beauty? I heard that the tables, chairs and screens have been cut into pieces."
Mo Qingwu felt cold in her heart. He even knew that the table, chair, and the brocade screen were cut. Could it be that there was a spy liner he arranged in Mingxiang Tower? Otherwise, why did he seem to know everything that happened to him? The Madam Wu Xue had never asked.
Who cut off the screens of my desk, chair and screens, and I just thought they didn’t care about it. Now I think about it, why do they endure it and don’t ask the bottom line?
The reason why Feng Zhisu wrapped herself must be to lead the man in black who assassinated him?
Mo Qingwu smiled and said, "Did the prince put rice dumplings next to Carmen? Even if Carmen was saved by Young Snow, he knew." The implication was that the man in black was Qingxue, just go find him.
Please, let him think about it carefully, and the allusion of this zongzi deliberately brought him apart.
"Zongzi?" Feng Zhisu was stunned, and indeed didn't understand what she was saying.
Mo Qingwu smiled and said, "Have you heard that joke? The Baozi family fought with the rice family. The rice family beat the Baozi family to the point of falling, the fried rice forced the Zongzi to a corner, the Zongzi took off the coat, and the egg
Fried rice said: 'I am an insider', so this rice dumpling has become an insider and alias for spies."
In the 21st century, there was a girl named Li Xiaocong who made countless people crazy about her. Those who love her loved her were crazy. Those who hated her were crazy. She could make a joke popular.
The rice dumplings that have been well-known for thousands of years have given new meanings and become synonymous with "Wujian". She is as pure as ours ten years ago.
"Where do you have these funny jokes?" Feng Qian Juejue thought it was fresh, and he really didn't chase after him to ask about the night. He seemed to be in a good mood today and asked lazily: "I heard that
You told the madam the idea of "super courtesan" that Feng Qiguo has been circulating for half a month?"
"Just a little idea." Mo Qingwu looked at him nervously, not knowing what he meant when he said this.
"Little idea?" He looked at her meaningfully, "Even the businessmen in Fengqi Country can't come up with such meticulous ideas. One by one, one by one, Fang Fang has made a profit. Look at this,
Feng Qi Country is going to be lively for a few days. Where did you have these ideas, little girl?"
How could I think? I slandered. Mo Qingwu secretly complained in her heart, and didn't know how to answer him, so she asked unreasonably: "Why can't the little girl have these ideas? This only shows that the intelligence of a woman is nothing.
Not to lose to men.”
Feng Qianjue smiled slightly at the corner of his lips, and he didn't bother me about this question, and said suddenly: "Can you play chess?"
Mo Qingwu glanced at the Go Cup and Chess Board that he had placed a few short moves, and smiled and said, "Prince, Carmen is not those talented women who are good at both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Don't you clearly make things difficult for me?"
He smiled and said, "What if I don't want to listen to music today, but just want to play chess?"
Making things difficult for her again, Mo Qingwu smiled, took out the board and placed it on a short table and said, "Is this Go? Carmen has another way to play. Is the prince interested in trying it?"
"Let me tell me." Feng Qianjue's expression was turbulent: shocked.
Mo Qingwu took out the Go cup, grabbed a few pieces in his hand, and put them on the board, and smiled and said, "My way of playing is not as hard-working as Go, so it is called "Gozi Chess". It's just two people
Each holds a kind of chess piece. Whether it is a horizontal line, a vertical line, or a diagonal line, it will be the winner first if it is a five-piece."
"There are so many tricks." He became a little interested, "Then try your new way of playing."
(Today's first update, I'm a little tired recently, but I can't be lazy! Even if my Wenwen's grades are not good, I can still stick to it! Because of you, Momo╭(╯3╰)╮! Be happy!!)