Stunning weapon

"If you dare to come again, you little bastard, I will break your legs. Tell the old man named Mei that unless he doesn't come back, I will never end with him." Situ Qing angrily held a bamboo stick in the palace of the prefect Shouting and cursing in front of the door, the onlookers stood far away, not daring to approach, while looking at Prefect Situ, more eyes were directed to First Young Master Mei who was running wildly.

After turning two streets, Mo Xiaochuan stopped panting, sat down in front of an open-air tea shed, ordered a pot of tea, and without a cup, gulped down most of the pot in one breath, wiped his forehead With a little sweat on his face, he stretched his neck to look, and found that Situ Qing hadn't caught up, so he sat up straight and felt relieved.

When he went to Situ's mansion today, he wanted this effect, otherwise he would not have gone to see Situ Xiong, but went straight to see Situ Yu'er.

These days, the Mei Mansion has become the focus of the people in Luocheng, and everyone is discussing about the Mei Mansion. Under such circumstances, Xia Chuyue presses on every step of the way, making Mo Xiaochuan really breathless.Although he has tried his best to do it, but his ability is limited, and he still can't be calm and suppress everything.

I used to watch other people go back to the ancient times, they would have endless schemes and means, just copy the stone records and ancient poems of the predecessors to become famous, but my life is so difficult, all kinds of troubles come, It really made him overwhelmed.

After much deliberation, Mo Xiaochuan still decided to let the people's eyes and topics shift from the Mei Mansion to Young Master Mei. Moreover, he had to find a suitable reason to avoid Xia Chuyue these days, so, I just visited the prefect's mansion today, and there was a scene of being chased and beaten by Situ Qing.In this way, it became natural for me to dare not go back to the house for fear of being beaten up by the prefect Situ.

After resting in the tea shed for a while, when Mo Xiaochuan was thinking about where to go next, suddenly, a laughing voice sounded in his ear: "Young Master Mei is so leisurely, such a big thing happened in the mansion, and I still have the mood to do it." That romance."

"Xiaoyao?" Mo Xiaochuan turned his head when he heard the sound, and sure enough, Xiaoyao was standing behind him with a weird smile on his face.

"The young master of the Mei family still remembers me as a little thief. It's really a great honor." Xiao Yao sat down opposite Mo Xiaochuan with a half-smile, resting her chin with both hands, staring at him with big eyes, as if she was about to leave. There was something on his face.

When Mo Xiaochuan saw Xiaoyao suddenly, he was happy in his heart, but he felt a little unnatural when he looked at her like this, and said, "What's wrong? Is my face scary?"

"Where?" Xiao Yao smiled and said, "The second young lady of Situ's family is fascinated by you, how can you be scary, it's so pretty..."

"How could this matter, don't listen to people's nonsense." Mo Xiaochuan looked at Xiaoyao's dusty appearance, and couldn't help asking: "Where do you come from?"

Xiaoyao tidied her hair a little, and said, "I was planning to go to Xiliang, but I met a dying man on the way, and he dragged me to deliver a letter, so I came."

"Oh?" Mo Xiaochuan wondered, "Could this letter be for me?"

"Wow, you've become smarter." Xiaoyao rolled her eyes with a smile, took out a letter from the package, handed it to him, and said, "Look for yourself."

Mo Xiaochuan reached out to take it, and the handwriting was indeed Mei Shichang's. However, he could only be said to be familiar with Mei Shichang's handwriting without any research. Even if someone impersonated him, he would not be able to recognize it. Most of the content in his heart was to answer the questions he raised, and told Mo Xiaochuan to properly bury Steward Wang, don't fight with others, and wait for him to come back to talk about everything.

These are similar to what Mo Xiaochuan thought, but the last paragraph in the letter seems to have been added later.

The content of this paragraph is roughly to let Mo Xiaochuan let Tang Enli and Xia Chuyue go, and he should not stay in the mansion often, and go to the army more.

He could understand letting Tang Enli leave, but when he wrote the letter, Xia Chuyue hadn't arrived at the Mei Mansion yet, so how did Mei Shichang know about it? This is really puzzling.

After reading it, Mo Xiaochuan accepted the letter, raised his head, looked at Xiaoyao, and asked, "How did you get this letter?"

"Didn't I tell you?" Xiaoyao mentioned that Mo Xiaochuan drank the remaining tea, but she didn't mind, she picked up the tea bowl, filled it up, and drank it in one gulp.

Mo Xiaochuan shook his head, and said: "Impossible, no matter how bad the people in Meifu are, they can't just hand over such an important letter to a stranger."

"You forgot, I have been to Mei Mansion before and met him." Xiao Yao said with a smile.

"Tell the truth." Mo Xiaochuan frowned.

"Okay, I stole it from him."

"to be frank."

"I've said it before." Xiao Yao stood up angrily.

"You went there as Miss Situ at the time, and later you went to steal the sword. The person who sent the letter must be my father's cronies. How could you be so careless." Mo Xiaochuan stared at Xiaoyao.

Xiaoyao stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Okay, I won't lie to you. In fact, when I passed Zhuozhou that day, I saw people fighting, and one of them looked like you from the Meifu, so I I helped him get back the letter, but he was too seriously injured to be saved. I saw that the letter was for you again, so I sent it for him."

Mo Xiaochuan was still skeptical, and said, "Really?"

"Forget it if you don't believe me." Xiao Yao turned her head away.

"I'm just a little puzzled, how can I get here so fast from the south line." Mo Xiaochuan looked at Xiaoyao and said.

Xiaoyao glanced at him, annoyed, stretched her hand to her lips, and a loud whistle sounded, which surprised Mo Xiaochuan. This level directly surpassed the hooligans who are proficient in this way.Although, in this era, tattoos are still a fashion, and whistling is also very common. People in the army even use it as a joy of competition, but Xiaoyao, a young woman like this, is still a bit shocking. Others in the tea shed All set their sights here.

As the whistle sounded, a white steed came straight towards the tea shed, raised its front hooves, and neighed before standing still.

Xiaoyao stood up, patted the white horse's neck, smiled smugly, and said, "This time you believe it."

"What a steed!" Before Mo Xiaochuan could speak, he heard a voice from the street.

He followed the trend and saw that the person was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

The man came closer and said, "How much is this horse, I bought it!"

Xiao Yao led the horse behind her, and asked with a smile: "How much is your sister, I bought it."

The man was shaking a folding fan, wearing a white shirt, he had the appearance of a romantic young man, and his manner of speaking just now was extraordinary, but after hearing Xiaoyao's words, his face turned red, "Crack!" He closed the folding fan, angrily Said: "Where did the wild girl come from?"

"Where did the wild man come from?" Xiaoyao replied with her chest out, not to be outdone.

The hand that the man was holding on the folding fan rattled and rattled, obviously he was very angry, but when he saw it, he still had a bit of self-restraint, so he resisted not attacking Xiaoyao.After a while, he choked out a sentence: "Whose girl are you from, how dare you leave your name."

"His family." Xiaoyao pointed at the end of the finger, and Mo Xiaochuan happened to be there.

Seeing that it was a man, the man immediately sneered and walked over, looking like he wanted to vent all his anger on Mo Xiaochuan.When he got closer, his face suddenly changed, and he said, "It's you!"

"Uh! Do you know me, brother?" Mo Xiaochuan got up, looked at that person carefully, recognized it for a moment, and suddenly remembered, isn't this person the same Jiang Bianshan who fought Situ Xiong in Nuanxiang Pavilion that day?

The two were stunned at the same time.

Jiang Bianshan stared at Mo Xiaochuan with a heart attack, and worried that he was not his opponent. Moreover, Jiang Bianshan was only a member of the governor. At this time, the governor was only sent by the emperor to inspect various places at zero o'clock. Officials, although they also bring some officers and soldiers, they can only take some officials below the county magistrate, and they only have the right to patrol and arrest, not to make decisions.Compared with the second-rank patrols in the later Qing Dynasty, the big officials of one party are far behind.

Compared with Young Master Mei, Jiang Bianshan is much worse in both martial arts and power status.Not to mention Mei Shichang's relationship, but Mo Xiaochuan's position as the general banner in the army is no worse than him, at most it is equal.

Looking at Mo Xiaochuan, Jiang Bianshan's face turned red and white, not knowing what to do.

After Mo Xiaochuan recognized him, he didn't intend to embarrass him, so he said, "So it's Brother Jiang. Just now, my friend offended me a lot. Don't blame Brother Jiang."

Mo Xiaochuan said casually, but Jiang Bianshan looked at Xiaoyao meaningfully. In this era, it is normal for men to call brothers and sisters. Men and women call each other friends without any chance. It seems to tell others that we have two legs and one leg.

Seeing Xiaoyao's handsome appearance despite her dusty appearance, Jiang Bianshan's understanding of the thickness of her skin deepened, and she also felt a little bit envious of his beauty.Mo Xiaochuan has already given him the steps, he is not a fool, so naturally he would not do that kind of mindless thing, just when he was about to speak, one of his subordinates saw that Mo Xiaochuan was subdued, and thought he was just a small character, so they immediately stepped forward and shouted : "Don't blame one sentence and it's over? I'll say it after I punch you." When the words came to the person, he raised his fist and greeted Mo Xiaochuan on the bridge of the nose.

Mo Xiaochuan didn't expect the people from Jiangbianshan to make a sudden move, and subconsciously punched him.

"Crack!"

With the sound of broken bones, the man was blown out, his arm was broken, and he slammed his head against the wall, unconscious.

In this way.Jiang Bianshan suddenly didn't know what to do, and secretly cursed his subordinate in his heart. In fact, it's not his fault. The four evils in Los Angeles are the masters who only take advantage of the advantages but not the disadvantages. To be respectful and respectful is to walk sideways on the street if possible, and it is normal to be able to do this.

Jiang Bianshan originally wanted to be polite and leave immediately, but if the people who followed him were beaten up, if he just left without saying a word, he would definitely lose face, but he would not get any benefit if he fell out with Mo Xiaochuan .

Just when Jiang Bianshan was caught in a dilemma and hesitating, Mo Xiaochuan clasped his fists and said, "I just offended you so much, so I returned it to brother Jiang Haihan. The money is reserved for that brother's medical treatment." As he spoke, he turned to the other person beside Jiang Bianshan Handed over.

The man also saw that Mo Xiaochuan's identity was different from his martial arts, so he looked at Jiangbian Mountain with some hesitation.

Jiang Bianshan nodded slightly.

Just as the man reached out to pick up the money, Xiao Yao suddenly snatched the money from Mo Xiaochuan, saying: "Why? You have a lot of money? I'll give you the money, so why give it to them?" Pulling Mo Xiaochuan's sleeve, he led the horse and walked into the distance.

Mo Xiaochuan had no choice but to throw a few pieces of silver on the table, and left with Xiaoyao.

While leaving, Baima also snorted, as if laughing at Jiangbianshan, he was so angry that his face turned pale, but he had to hold back.

Turning the corner of the street, Mo Xiaochuan sighed softly and said, "Why are you doing this? Just leave the money to him."

"Leave it to him? Then we will lose face." Xiaoyao said with a natural expression, "A villain like him should be taught a lesson."

Mo Xiaochuan shook his head and said, "Haven't you heard that it is better to offend a gentleman than to offend a villain? How can you make enemies because of this?"

"I said Mei Shaochuan, you are too worthless." Xiaoyao curled her lips and said: "In a lifetime, who doesn't make a few enemies? What's the big deal about having multiple enemies? Losing face, It’s not easy to earn it back.”

"Forget it. It doesn't make sense to you." Mo Xiaochuan strode forward. Although he no longer refuted Xiaoyao, he didn't agree with her words in his heart. In Mo Xiaochuan's view, there are several types of face, such as It doesn't matter if this kind of false face is disputed or not.But he also understands how many people have ruined their homes and even lost their lives because of these false faces. It would be very difficult to convince Xiaoyao.

After pulling away from this topic, Xiaoyao continued to carry her white horse on her shoulders along the way, only talking as if it was rare in the sky and nothing on the ground.

Mo Xiaochuan nodded noncommittally, and when the two of them returned to the Mei Mansion, they heard a long neigh, and a little black horse galloped towards them.

Seeing it, Xiao Yao suddenly opened her eyes wide and said, "Is this yours?"

Mo Xiaochuan nodded with dignity: "Yes!"

"Good horse!" Xiao Yao said sincerely.

Seeing the little black horse running towards him, Mo Xiaochuan showed a bit of a smile on his face. Since returning to Los Angeles, he didn't want to be too ostentatious, so he didn't ride his black horse during the trip, but just rode on the Meifu Ordinary mount, I didn't expect this guy to be so spiritual, dare not see his master for a few days, miss him very much?

However, the result made Mo Xiaochuan very embarrassed.

The little black horse ran straight past Mo Xiaochuan, ran directly to Xiaoyao's white horse, rubbed its head against the white horse's neck, raised its front hooves, and climbed onto the white horse's back.

Mo Xiaochuan was dumbfounded watching this scene.

Xiaoyao spat hard at the side, blushing, turned her head away, cursed in a low voice, and said: "As expected, there is such a master, so there is such a beast."

Mo Xiaochuan looked at Xiaoyao, wanted to refute, looked at the docile white horse, swallowed, but said nothing.