Volume 1 Chapter 136: Big Mouse, Big Mouse (Three)

  Chapter 136: The Mice (Three)

  Snow-white collar, purple-blue shirt. The shoulder embroidered with bright chrysanthemum brocade cluster, this moment let the rain hit a little wet. Always like cold star's eyes, now because of the ink purple that held a pancake, had a smile. Mouth corner hooked, no longer high and mighty Xiao General.

  As Mozi watched as a fellow traveler, Xiao Erlang fell from the sky to the ground, his expression suddenly became so plain and approachable, it was somewhat eerie.

  Indeed, as soon as he opened his mouth, "Huge rat, huge rat, don't eat my millet."

  How could this be, was she illiterate? Sorry to say, although she couldn't recite many poems and songs, she had heard of such classic phrases and understood them very clearly. To call her a mouse that stole his food? She was hungry, and what she bit into was a white lotus cake, not something he cooked in the kitchen.

  She took a big bite of the half-bun outside her mouth, and after hastily chewing and swallowing it, she said to him, "Chicken soup, chicken soup, don't intrude on my territory." Writing poetry is so simple, anyone can do it. Because ancient people spoke in that tone. Just like modern rap, black people speak like that too. Others listen and think wow, sounds great. Ancient poetry is a bit like that, if you were born in ancient times and spent ten years studying classical literature, your everyday speech would have a poetic flavor to it.

  Xiao Wei was taken aback, "Tang Ji? Tang Ji?"

  "Fallen soup chicken, fallen soup - at that point in time, he came out of Worry-Free Pavilion, a phrase with double meanings."

  "Where did you come from, you little scoundrel, daring to speak to Second Master like that?" Behind Xiao Erlang flashed out a small figure, with eyes so small they were almost invisible, and skin as dark as coal. His head was topped with a small bun no larger than an egg, and his hair was particularly sparse. However, the black cloth robe he wore was puffed up tightly, suggesting he was a martial arts apprentice.

  Mozhi calmly and unhurriedly brought the pancake in her hand to her mouth. She was the daughter of Qiu San Niang, not Xiao Er Lang's daughter.

  "Not arguing with Second Master, but seeing that he has poetic inspiration, I followed up with two lines." Tang chicken tang chicken, don't intrude on my territory. Almost unintentionally, it even rhymes.

  That little fellow's mouth immediately swallowed an egg and choked. How can he be so talkative?

  "Is this your place?" Originally thought she was too funny, Xiao Wei said whatever came to mind, but didn't expect her to retort back. What? Soup chicken? There's no such saying.

  "Second Master is right. This pancake isn't Second Master's either." Wait for you, Mozi patted the crumbs off his hands, clasped them together at his waist and made a perfect bow, "Second Master, Mozi has come with Third Madam to find a book. If I disturbed your peace, Mozi will apologize here."

  Xiao Wei listened and found that she had cleverly created an excuse for herself, and everything went smoothly. He really couldn't argue with her. She looked for books, he avoided the rain. He called her a mouse, she retorted by calling him a chicken. Moreover, what was most formidable was that afterwards, she took the initiative to apologize, so even if he had been angry, he couldn't express it. He hummed softly and sat down at his desk.

  "Second Master, I'll go get the umbrella. Please wait for a moment." The young servant said, casting a sideways glance at Mozi, his nose held high, as if to say - look, this is what it means to be a proper servant. Even in thunder and rain, with wind and lightning, one must lead by example.

  Mei Zi Xiao Xiao: You're great, but I just can't do it.

  The little servant turned around and walked to the front of the door, thought for a moment and felt unwilling, turned his head and instructed Mozi, "Second Master has drunk wine and been caught in the rain, you quickly go boil a pot of hot tea to help Second Master dispel the cold air."

  "Hot tea?" Meizhi thought, where would she find hot tea?

  "You're new here? There's a stove and clean water in the next room, just boil it." The young servant seemed quite familiar with this place, pointing outward with his hand, then turning left.

  "Is Second Master's Weifeng Residence really far away?" She was indeed the new one.

  "Not far." The young servant didn't understand why she asked.

  "Is it you who come and go quickly, or is it me who boils water with the stove quickly?" Not to mention gas stoves, nor electric kettles, using a stove to boil water requires a lot of effort. Just getting the coal to burn, she has to struggle for a while.

  "Huh?" The young servant was taken aback, and upon thinking about it, realized that Weifeng Residence wasn't far away, which is why he could brave the rain to fetch an umbrella. He probably returned before the water had even boiled. But although Mozi spoke with great reason, he found her questioning annoying, "Do you care if I'm quick or if the water boils quickly? If Second Master catches a chill and falls ill, can you take responsibility for that?"

  Why should she take the blame? It was Xiao Erlang himself who went to drink flower wine; it was also Xiao Erlang himself who encountered the heavy rain. Getting a cold and falling ill? That's even more ridiculous. He's still a military general, how can he lead troops in battle if he gets sick from getting rained on?

  In front of Xiao Er Lang, these words were naturally just thought in her belly, she had always known to be bold and stop at the right time.

  "Don't bother..." Xiaowei found that as soon as he finished saying these four words, Mozi had already bent down and sat cross-legged on the ground, looking through the books stacked high beside him one by one.

  This girl probably didn't want to boil water and make tea from the very beginning.

  "Second Master?" The young servant was a bit surprised that his master was being so talkative tonight, probably due to the wine. He didn't dare say anything more about Mozi and said, "I'll be right back."

  Xiao Wei nodded.

  The little servant rushed into the rain.

  The candles were burning with a soft whoosh, and the raindrops were pattering down, there was no other sound.

  Mozi knew that she was stimulated by Shuoshu at the beginning, and she retorted back without thinking about Xiao Erlang's identity. Although she apologized afterwards, she didn't know if the other party would hold a grudge. Now, she simply doesn't say a word, hoping to mend her mistakes before it's too late.

  Xiao Er Lang had no intention of saying much to a maid from the Fu residence, but this maid was somewhat different. Not to mention that he had seen her cleverness and wit before, having spent several months on the same boat, she was one of the few maids who didn't make him feel stupid when speaking. Moreover, after drinking wine, he couldn't bear the silence, so he took the initiative to speak up soon after.

  "Third Granny asked you to find what book?" This bookshelf is a mess, it's really hard to find one book.

  Thinking of this, the image of Mozi's ridiculous appearance earlier floated into his mind. He said that Shu was innocent and had no ill intentions, but she didn't seem to care. If he were to say that he himself had no ill intentions, not to mention losing face in front of his master, she would definitely retort by saying that she called him a turtle dove, also without any ill intentions. That sharp tongue of hers, he had already witnessed its ferocity many times.

  "A book of poetry, a book of Spring and Autumn." Although she didn't take the initiative, when the soldiers came, she still had to defend herself, otherwise they would say she didn't understand the rules.

  "Didn't your third aunt know that there were many books in Third Master's Jingquan Pavilion? If she just asked him, he would definitely find them for her. Why bother going far and wide?" There was a rumor in the mansion that this couple had not yet consummated their marriage, but tonight it seemed to be true.

  "Does Second Master not know the rules set by Third Master? Without his permission, no one can enter the Jingquan Pavilion. Even Grandma is the same. Besides, these two books are extremely ordinary, how could we have the nerve to ask Third Master to borrow them, that's why Mohezi was sent here to the book pavilion." If she had known it would be such a mess, she should have bought new ones in the outer study.

  "Your grandmother never asked, how did you know Third Master wouldn't lend? If a woman is too strong-willed, she'll end up suffering herself. Men hate it when women try to guess their thoughts. If your grandmother keeps this up, or tries to play hard to get and pushes Third Master into another woman's arms... You're an intelligent girl, you should advise your master properly. When the master is pleased, the people below can also be pleased, otherwise they'll have to lower themselves in front of others, like a newcomer, being ordered around." Xiao Wei said this without looking at Mozi, and pushed open the window, where the storm had subsided somewhat.

  He must have had a lot to drink to come up with such a speech, seemingly for the sake of Qiu San Niang but actually more for his own brother's benefit.

  Mei Zi smiled and said, "Second Master's words, Mei Zi doesn't know whether to respond or not. If I don't respond, I'm afraid Second Master will say I have no respect for him; if I do respond, I'm also afraid of offending Second Master."

  "Say it and be done with it, are you still afraid I'll get angry? I don't see why." Xiao Wei was slightly more pleasant when he was drunk than when he was sober.

  "According to Master Er's meaning, we should coax Master San with sweet words and get his favor, right?" Mu Zi asked back.

  "Isn't that so? Women are more interesting when they're a bit aloof at first, it's all about the romance. But if they stay aloof forever, it gets boring. There are plenty of gentle flowers in this world, no need to go for that one boring one." Xiao Wei rubbed his temples with his hands, his eyes narrowing. The wine from Wuyou Pavilion was deadly, its aftereffects were too much. That's why he had returned so early.

  "Second Master thinks that my family's grandmother likes Third Master, but is also afraid that Third Master won't stay by her side for long, so she intentionally pretends to be nonchalant? Such a self-absorbed idea can only be thought of by someone like Xiao Er Lang." Mu Zi looked down on him with disdain.

  "Isn't it?" Xiao Erlang's head was dizzy, and the figure between the bookshelves was a bit blurry.

  "No." Qiu Sanniang didn't have any romantic feelings for Xiao San, so she was genuinely wishing to send him to Jin Si with a sincere blessing of uniting the loving couple. Mozi thought this in her heart but changed her mind and didn't say it in the end. Xiao Er got drunk, but she was very sober. In this household, words couldn't be spoken carelessly, especially not the truth. "My mother-in-law doesn't have any intention of competing for favor, nor does she have any intention of teasing him on purpose. She and Third Master haven't spent many days together yet, so their feelings still need to be slowly cultivated."

  "Really?" The wine was taking effect, and he hadn't yet become muddled, but he detected that she had suddenly become evasive.

  "Yes. Second Master must have listened to someone's gossip. The matters between husband and wife, Grandma and Third Master know best, we outsiders should not interfere." Chatty Xiao Er almost made her spit out the truth.

  "Violet ink." Xiao Er, rarely, was it the first time he called her name?

  Mozi didn't feel grateful, but was on high alert instead, "Yes, Second Master."

  "You're really smart." He truly praised her.

  Xiao Wei was dizzy and disoriented, but through her unintentional evasions, she still knew that the conversation between the two had already exceeded the distance that should be maintained between master and servant. The topic she brought up was sensitive, and if she told the truth that was beneficial to Qiu San Niang but not beneficial to Xiao San, it would be enough to be considered a fault worthy of punishment. Fortunately, what she said was equivalent to not saying anything, and she didn't get herself into trouble.

  Mozi lowered her head, no, she wasn't clever, she just understood the rules of self-preservation in this seemingly harmonious and friendly Jing Wang Fu. At any time, she couldn't let her guard down. Even if that person looked harmless, they could turn into a double-edged sword that could hurt people.

  No matter what, don't be confused, for Xiao Erlang after sobering up is the real Xiao Erlang.

  Chapter 136: The Mice (Three)

  Chapter 136: The Mice, the Mice (Three)