Volume 1 Chapter 135 Character (2)

  Chapter 135 Characters (2)

  Zhang An walked up to Mo Zi's side and stood tall, looking very majestic. He asked, "Mo brother, who is this stranger?"

  With a proud chest and a sucked-in belly, he said with great satisfaction, "Mo Ge is my master..."

  Mozi didn't dare let Zhong An know that she had accepted such a person, and immediately jumped in to say, "His name is Zan Jin, he's a guard at Wang Qiulou."

  "Look at Mo Ge, now he's got a lot of prestige, I suppose he's rising through the ranks." Zhong An had a high opinion of Mo Zi, "Your master is quite good at using people, I really want to meet him, he must be an extremely capable person." The servant is like the master.

  "My master is always on the run and doesn't like to stay in one place for too long. If Mr. Zhong wants to see him, it's probably not easy to catch a day when he's at home. Let's just go with the flow." Mozi spoke skillfully.

  It's not worth mentioning, just casually saying it, so I was pushed away and didn't mind much. Instead, I thought she really couldn't go to Worry-Free Pavilion, so I didn't force her again. "Moke, where are you staying? Let's invite each other another day, and I'll also have a place to take you."

  "Mr. Zhong'an, my East House's Wang Qiulou will be opening soon, and if you go there often, we'll naturally meet again." Hurriedly put up an advertisement.

  "Oh, is Wang Qiulou going to open in Shangdu? I'll definitely go." Zhong An's words were not just a polite response. "What day, where?"

  "It's not far, just head west on Tongyu Street and you'll be there. It'll open in about a month. Mr. Zhong'an asked me to bring some friends to support the opening." As for that young general, it doesn't matter if he comes or not. Mò Zǐ said quietly.

  "Indeed, indeed. As expected, good eyesight, opening in Yuhefang, wealth is rolling in. Moreover, Wuyou is in the east, Wangqiu is in the west, aren't they both beauties? Joyful and happy.

  When not executing secret missions, Zhong An, like most scholars, loves elegance and beauty, a hedonist who composes excellent poems in the gentle countryside."

  Zhang An finished speaking, cupped his hands together in a gesture of respect, and then bid farewell.

  "Mr. Zhong An." There was something that had been pressing on her tongue since she saw him, and Mozi wanted to ask.

  "Moh Ge, what's going on?" Zhong An turned around.

  "What about the first corrupt official, is he alive or dead?" "Have a great time tonight." After holding it in for half a day, she still couldn't ask the question and instead said an out-of-place modern blessing.

  Yuancheng was escorted to the capital by Zhong'an, and Zhong'an was a court official, so he should know what happened to Yuancheng now. But even if she asked, it would be in vain, as Zhong'an wouldn't tell her. They were acting so secretly that they didn't dare alert the local authorities, and had to join forces with smugglers. At the time, Jin Dashi said that he would wait until after the public execution at Meridian Gate to take action. Looking back, it was indeed Jin Dashi who spoke the truth - the emperor doesn't need to make a big show of killing someone. But she was too stubborn, always thinking that such a person wouldn't disappear quietly.

  Zhong An suddenly smiled and said, "Mo Ge, are you thinking of asking about someone's situation?"

  No matter how playful and carefree he appears, this person is actually very clever.

  Her dark purple eyes shone brightly, quietly waiting for Zhong An to continue.

  "I only know that when I sent him in, he was still alive. And thanks to the two hundred taels of silver you entrusted me with, he saw a good doctor and took good medicine, and completely recovered his former detestable appearance. As for how he is now, it's not that I won't tell you, but I really don't know." After finishing speaking, Zhong An fanned himself and walked close to the gate, without getting into the sedan chair, and strolled along the wall for a while before entering Wuyou Pavilion.

  Although I already knew from Jin Yin that the first corrupt official had entered the imperial palace, at this moment I could hear more detailed news. Mo Zi made a long bow and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xie."

  Zan Jin saw Mozi and hastily followed her with a deep bow, his hands clasped together.

  The two men mounted their horses and continued on their way, urging them to go faster because of the darkening sky.

  "What's all the commotion about?" Zi asked as soon as she remembered.

  "I thought it was just a casual gathering, with people surrounding the area in three circles. But when I took a closer look, I saw that they had just posted an imperial edict. I couldn't read, but I heard someone reciting that the border areas were in chaos, and the people of Zhou and the refugees from Yuling were supporting each other, requiring the help of talented scholars to overcome the difficulties. Now, with the emperor's great benevolence, he has granted a general amnesty to the entire country, pardoning those who would have been put to death and reducing the sentences of those who committed serious crimes...". Zan Jin didn't know how to read, but he was naturally clever and had an extraordinary memory. After hearing it once, even if he didn't understand it, he could still recite it back.

  "Good progress, you just said the emperor's grace is vast, and amnesty is granted to all under heaven. Are those who should die exempt from death?" Mozi suddenly tightened the reins, and the horse beneath him whinnied and stopped in its tracks.

  "Really." Zan Jin didn't know why Mozi stopped his horse, so he also stopped.

  Mozi burst out laughing, feeling very relieved in her heart. Indeed, the first greedy official's life was not supposed to be ended, as long as he didn't die, she would be able to get the Water Purification Pearl. Although she herself was poor and white, at least she hadn't wasted her efforts saving this person. From now on, she wouldn't have to worry about not completing this task. Do one's best and leave the rest to fate. However, Mozi had a bit of an unyielding spirit that didn't surface unless something major happened.

  "Good job! Today is one good thing after another!" With a squeeze of his legs, the stirrup slightly touched, and the horse ran again.

  He furrowed his brow, unable to think of anything good, and it was one thing after another. But since he recognized Mozi as the master, he had made up his mind that whatever she said was what it was. He shook his head, holding back in his heart, not saying a word.

  "I know you want to ask, but this horse is so stubborn that I really can't say anything now, let's talk about it later." Mozi was afraid of saying too much and also worried about biting her own tongue.

  He nodded in agreement and said admiringly, "Brother Mo, you always know what I'm thinking about, but I never know what's on your mind."

  It's not good to say that he is simple-minded, lest he mistakenly thinks he's stupid and gets hurt. Mozi replied, "You haven't been with me for long, wait a bit longer, at that time, I just need one glance and one movement, you'll understand." That's how it's acted out on TV.

  He nodded vigorously, with a look on his face that said he was determined to continue working hard.

  Arriving at the abandoned house, Mozi first moved a brick to check if there were any notes from Qiu Sanniang in the gap between the bricks. Finding nothing, he let Zan go back and tell Cen Er that everything was fine with the East House today.

  After changing clothes, washing her face and combing her hair, it took nearly half a time for Mu Zi to learn how to call out like a cat, calling Xiao Yi out.

  "Miss, I'm talking about Grandma, why didn't she enter the garden today?" Meizhi asked before Xiao Yi took her over the wall.

  "I don't know. Then I went to take a look at the house that Tian Da thought was good, it's three rooms, with a nice garden, 700 taels of silver, Miss paid in full on the spot, and asked Tian Da to discuss furniture with Cen Er, then came back." Xiaoyi suddenly remembered, "Most likely the fortune teller said something unpleasant, Miss is unhappy. After coming back, she locked herself in the study room, no one was allowed to enter, saying she wanted to copy scriptures."

  It's rare for Xiao Yi to talk so much, today Qiu San Niang is really unusual.

  "Xiao Yi, can you take me outside of Mo Zhi's residence? If I go back empty-handed, Hong Mei will definitely be suspicious." Jiang San Niang had asked her to find a book.

  Xiao Yi had already explored this wall thoroughly and nodded before leading Mo Zi to the foot of a more distant wall.

  The purple ink fell to the ground, and at a glance, it was a quiet bamboo forest that knew how to live outside. Just as she was about to leave, Xiao Yi pulled her back and handed her something. When she opened it, it turned out to be a map of Jingfang Garden, drawn with great precision and detail. The pavilions, towers, and houses were all depicted with the same level of craftsmanship as famous calligraphy and paintings, showcasing Qiu San Niang's meticulous style.

  It's true, I was in a hurry and forgot that after marrying into the Qiu family, I never left the Yonggu Zhai. Once I go out, tonight Qiu San Niang will probably say something, and I won't be able to return home.

  As the time approached for lighting the lamps, she no longer delayed. She took a good look at the map and followed the directions on it to take a deserted path, running as fast as she could. Finally, before sunset, she stood in front of the door of Jingfang Garden's study, panting with exhaustion.

  How long has it been since I've had a run like this? In the past, carrying 10 kilograms and running 10 kilometers was her most painful event. Short sprints, combat, obstacles, and crawling, she could all meet the standards. Only in endurance running, she ranked last. If not for her expertise in military engineering, she would have been kicked out of the troops long ago.

  She wiped the sweat with her sleeve, and found that in front of the study, it was quiet and deserted, with no one around, nor any lights. She had always thought that a place like Jing Wang Fu's study should have someone to take care of it. But when she pushed the door open without using much force, it opened easily. There was not a sound, only a large room with over ten rows of bookshelves.

  Mozi didn't know that this study was just a decoration in the Jingwang Fu. Usually, whoever bought a book at home would read it and then put it here. There were no valuable things, so naturally, nobody took care of it. Every ten days or half a month, the steward would find some young servants to clean up. Since they were books that had been read and discarded here, the masters rarely came. And books, for most people in this society, were luxury goods, and certainly not something that the garden's servants would read.

  The sky grew dark, fortunately there were candles and matches in the cabinet where miscellaneous items were stored. Meng Zi lit one and held it with a copper candle holder, going to the bookshelf to find a book. Her attitude was very serious? No, because Hong Mei could read. There wouldn't be many maidservants in the entire Wang Fu who could read, but Hong Mei happened to be one of the most favored by the old lady, naturally she was special - she could read.

  She could wait until she took a candle to illuminate the bookshelf, and was stunned. The books were not categorized, and most of them were arranged by illiterate servants who simply stood up. At that time, most of the books were thread-bound books, with only the title written on the cover, but no words on the side. Without categorization, it would be hopeless to find even the most common Four Books and Five Classics.

  Qiu San Niang was looking for two books, one was the Book of Songs and the other was the Spring and Autumn Annals. They were very ordinary and orthodox, but Mozi looked at the dozen or so shelves of books with a sense of helplessness and headache. She couldn't go back after making others think she had spent the whole day in the study and say that she couldn't find them.

  She made up her mind to get down to business. She found all the candles, lit them one by one, and illuminated the study brightly. Rolling up her sleeves, she started from the first row...

  After searching for a long time, a white light suddenly appeared in front of me. Immediately afterwards, rumbling sounds, the thunder rolled in the sky.

  The purple ink from the middle row raised its head, looking out of the open window, pitch black. Windless, low pressure and sultry. It's going to rain thunderstorm.

  Just as I finished thinking, the sound of rain started, pattering and pounding, a whole sheet of it.

  Rumbling, thunder in the belly.

  Just then Bai He packed a small bag of peach cream biscuits for her, biting half in her mouth, with the other half embedded, to continue searching hard.

  "What's with this rain, it's pouring as soon as you mention it?" someone outside shouted loudly. "Second Master, hide in the study! Hmm, there's a fire lit. Who else is still up at this hour?"

  The two doors suddenly opened wide and a man strode in.

  Lightning struck down, illuminating Mu Zi's face with a pale white light.

  An image that is hard to ignore: biting half a bun, tilting his head, and staring with wide eyes.

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