Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 287|Sleeve away
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Moli looked at the extras in the baggage with dumbfounding.
White, soft and sticky cloud cake, sweet and delicious almond cake, and sweet and mellow wine-stuffed cake.
In the middle of three tightly tied paper bags, there is a round and furry gerbil asleep.
"Doctor Mo?" The young man outside shouted.
"...This is here."
The black carp carefully stretched out his hand, picked up the gerbil and carried it into his arms.
This time I asked Cihuitang to go to the clothing store to select clothes, and specifically explained that a small pocket was sewn on the inner lining on the chest.
In fact, many clothes have this kind of pocket, but some are not in the right place, and some are not the right size.
Mo Lei didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.
You have to stroke the gerbil's soft fur before you get it.
The gerbil rubbed his head against the palm of the ink carp and continued to sleep soundly.
The "Heart Mouse" is placed, and the ink carp smells in the palm of the hand, it is all sweet.
"..."
How many snacks did you eat? !
Su-style cakes are a bit sweet, and ink carp is not suitable, but Meng Qi likes it very much.
The gerbils are so sweet that they have fallen into a sugar jar in the past few days. They not only eat, but also take them back.
When I came back in the morning, the sugar nian gao surreptitiously stuffed it with some extra warmth. It is rich in oil and sugar, delicious, and the price is naturally not much cheaper. However, when this kind of cake is put in front of Qin Lu, Qin Lu will not even touch it, and his apprentices are not allowed to eat more. Tang Xiaotang’s age when he changes his teeth is probably not even qualified to see it, so Moli has a kind of inexplicable kind of carrying his teacher on his back. The illusion of stealing food outside.
Although, it is true that Moli has done it.
Mr. Qin is getting older, no matter how good his health is, no matter how high he is in martial arts, there are certain things he can't eat more.
But there are no dim sum shops near Qimao Mountain, and there is not even a decent restaurant. It is just ordinary eating and cooking with thick oil and red sauce. It is such a taste that the poor people can't eat it a few times throughout the year.
The black carp looked down at the gerbil in his arms, and then at the snack in his bag.
Those three are clearly bought specially by Meng Qi. They are not too sweet, but they fit the taste of black carp and are suitable for eating on the road.
Kemo carp didn't want to eat it. The first thing he saw was a gerbil sleeping in a paper pastry bag.
Soft, fat, like glutinous rice cakes.
It looks delicious.
But now Doctor Mo looked down at this delicious piece of glutinous rice dumplings expressionlessly, and wanted to wake up and let the glutinous rice dumplings brush his teeth with green salt.
What if the dragon vein’s teeth are broken and the aura can’t be replenished?
"Doctor Mo, the carriage is set, and the coachman is waiting outside."
The little servant of Cihuitang ran upstairs, trying to help Moli carry the baggage.
Moli said no, but in addition to the burden this time, Cihuitang also helped him prepare a rattan box, which was only found in the south.
Lightweight, strong, and resistant to beating, the rattan box is covered with a layer of tarpaulin to prevent rain and moisture.
Except for the weapons that fell on Feihe Mountain, I'm not used to it, but now I don't lack anything.
The carriage was waiting at the entrance of Cihuitang. This was a hired car and it was agreed to be sent to the next county town. It was just after midday, and the two doctors of Cihuitang came back when they saw that there were no patients. They thought about the inconvenience of walking when it was dark, and they said they had to pay for everything and hire a car.
The hospitality is difficult, but Moli can only dispel the plan to "walk" out of the city.
Meng Qi didn't know why he turned into a gerbil and waited for him to come back, but it was just right because the carriage was so narrow that he could only sit on one person.
Because they had to arrive before dark, even though everyone in Cihuitang felt unwilling to give up, they did not dare to waste time. They didn’t say much goodbye, but kept telling where there are bandits outside, and it’s not peaceful over there. Up.
In fact, one can hit a hundred ink carp: "..."
Mo Li was not impatient, he listened carefully and wrote it down. He already knew that the forces of the rivers and lakes in the south might have something to do with the Three Kings of Chu Chu.
Fortunately for the big sects, the gang villages in the green forests, where Tibetan soldiers are said to be possible.
The carriage slowly drove out of the city, and the ink carp touched the gerbil through the clothes, and suddenly heard the coachman groaning and stopped the carriage slowly.
Although this is not a wilderness, it is relatively remote. You can see the shadows of villages and towns in the distance, and there are caravans passing by nearby.
"Doctor Mo."
The people outside the car are tough, with gray beards and white hair. They were still in good spirits yesterday, but today they seem to be much older, with tired eyes in their eyes.
"The treasurer of Bao." Moli raised the curtain of the car and greeted him unexpectedly.
The coachman hired by Cihuitang is obviously from Fengxingge and Bao Guanyong's confidant.
At this time, I stopped the carriage, jumped out of the cowl without saying anything, and went far to smoke a pipe under the locust tree on the side.
Bao Guanyong's face turned blue, and he arched his hands awkwardly: "It is really rude to block the road."
"The treasurer Bao Bao is serious." Mo Li vaguely felt that something might have happened that he didn't know.
Sure enough, Bao Guanyong said in the next sentence that his apprentice offended Meng Guoshi and knew that Doctor Mo was leaving the city, so he could only pull down an old face and apologize.
"Brother Meng left last night, and I don't know where he went." Mo Li frowned, then opened his eyes and said nonsense.
The gerbil in his arms suddenly moved, as if awake.
Is it an instinctive reaction to hearing the word "Brother Meng"! Mo Lei looked at his clothes from the side of the light, racking his brains to think about how to deal with Bao Guanyong.
Bao Guanyong was very disappointed. Although Yuan Ting wanted to hide from him, he was beaten like that and wanted to hide. Bao Guanyong was not stupid. He naturally knew that his apprentice must have said something that shouldn't be said, which angered Meng Qi.
Bao Guanyong also regretted it very much. If he had seen through this early and let go of his thoughts on Fu Chu, he would not have caused his disciple to sink into it today.
"...The old man came here with such a bold face, I beg you to ask Dr. Mo to help me with a message. I am incapable of teaching. But I have made a lot of mistakes. It is also my brain that was confused at the time. Qi Fuchu seemed to have entered a demon barrier. When he was old, Lu Zhang also died, and he suddenly saw a lot of things."
Bao Guanyong's face is full of bitterness, remorse, and no self-confidence.
The gerbil in Moli's arms stretched out his head, looking at the gray-haired old man with sullen eyes.
Compared with Jiang Shang and Yi Yin, who had traveled through the poor, one fishing for an old man and one farming servant, the founding ministers of the Chu Dynasty were lucky at first.
They met the Ming Lord in their best years, and they were all talking and laughing. However, this luck did not last to the end. Bao Guanyong's first half of his life went smoothly, leading the heroes to rush to kill the enemy, standing in the prosperous age and being drunk, but lost everything overnight. He should hate sitting on the throne. The people of the Li clan, however, were in the frontier and could not abandon their duties of guarding the territory. When they were taken into exile and almost died of illness, they heard the terrible news of the fall of the Chu Dynasty and the massacre of Qi Emperor Lu Zhang in Taijing.
The Chu Dynasty is gone.
The dynasty that was built by Wei Guogong, Jing Yuanhou, General Meng and others who devoted all their efforts to the troubled times was gone, and was conspired by the despicable villain Lu Zhang!
How can Bao Guanyong not hate?
"I accepted eight apprentices, especially the first few. I taught them martial arts and martial arts. I told them that the Chu Dynasty is orthodox and that the people all over the world will have a good life. I said that one day I will take care of Lu Zhang. Revenge and hate..." Bao Guanyong's expression was slightly distorted, and said in pain, "Yuan Ting, and even his brothers and sisters have today, it is all my fault!"
Moli couldn't bear it, and the gerbil stuck to his chest motionless.
Bao Guanyong's real mistake was that he didn't let Yuan Ting and others know that it is more difficult to govern a country than to start a country.
Governing a country is not a matter of touching the mouth, nor is it about sitting at home and thinking of a few good strategies to make the people live a good life.
Bao Guanyong was only in the military all his life, and he was impatient with officialdom, and he didn't learn much about the twists and turns in the court. Even if the disciples taught by such a master are talented and smart, their vision and ideas are limited, not to mention that they still stay in the Fengxing Pavilion. It may be okay to be a county magistrate, because they know people’s livelihoods well, and others especially those in the officialdom. It's not enough.
Mo Li didn't know how Yuan Ting had offended Meng Qi. Based on the situation this morning, it might not be good.
He sighed, got out of the car and went to help Bao Guanyong, while persuading: "King Ning's army should be set, not just a few people can control, Bao's treasurer is disturbed, it is better to wait for the trend of the pavilion master Fengxing . As far as I know, that Pavilion Master Autumn will not approve of a comeback."
Bao Guanyong also thought of this, he frowned and said: "Don’t hide from Dr. Mo, the old man is not very optimistic about Pavilion Master Qiu, although Fengxing Pavilion was almost brought to today by her, but the person who created and even quietly supported Fengxing Pavilion at the beginning was Her father. Even if many masters of Fengxing Pavilion are convinced of Pavilion Master Qiu, but...the world is always in order. Pavilion Master Qiu is a child, and the chance of winning against the father of the upper life is not great, not to mention the fact that there is still a return to Chu in this rise. Name."
Mo Li looked at him steadily, and said in a deep voice: "Even a discerning person like Bao's shopkeeper is also sitting on the sidelines. Isn't the Lord Qiu Pavilion losing his 10% chance of winning?"
Bao Guanyong blushed quickly, and he suddenly realized that Moli was right. If he did not stand up, other people with doubts would shrink back and pretend to be sick and wait and see not to intervene. How could Qiujing have a chance of winning?
"Thank you Doctor Mo for your advice." Bao Guanyong's eyes are piercing, and he bids his hand goodbye.
Before leaving, I also gave a gift, ten taels of silver, two bottles of healing powder and two snacks, which is very thoughtful.
Bao Guanyong walked very fast. He should be contacting other people and preparing to support Qiujing.
"Relax now?" Moli lowered his head and asked the gerbil.
The gerbil jumped up and kissed the ink carp directly.
I don’t want to kiss there, it’s a gerbil with a big head.
She drew back after kissing.
Moli: "..."
It's really sweet!
The whole soft gerbil is sweet.
The driver didn't see the gerbil taking advantage, so he came over neatly and asked if Moli still needed him to drive the car.
The people of the rivers and lakes, especially the martial arts masters, sometimes think that the carriage is slow and slow, and sometimes they feel that multiple strangers are not good. If the moli shakes his head, the coachman will leave the car behind and go back to the city by himself.
As a result, Moli thought for a while, went to the carriage and carried the rattan box and the baggage, and was going to drive alone, not even the carriage.
The sooner you arrive in Luling County, the better.
The black carp went away with ease.