Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 257

Mo Buli laughed twice with "hehe", and then his expression seemed to freeze. After a long time, his brows and eyes relaxed, and he let out a breath: "The Xue family is really nosy."

He didn't answer this matter, but Ariel seemed to understand what he meant, bowed and said: "Yes, I will give the order."

Mo Buli tightened the broken string, admiring his own red fingers, and said in a calm voice, "The Xue family has ruined a lot of things for me, and we have to pay back. It's always boring to let them sing a one-man show." He turned his eyes to look at Ariel with a smile, and said in a cold voice with joy: "You said, didn't you?"

"Yes, sir." It was still Ariel's flat voice that answered him.

Mo Buli didn't care about it, he grinned, and bypassed the broken string while waiting to be flattened, suddenly he seemed to think of something, and patted his forehead: "By the way, Gao Ling, this person has left Dadu ?”

"Not yet." Ariel's expression was a little gloomy, and his tone was no longer flat, but a bit cold, "This person is very shrewd and difficult to deal with. The people of the Xue family keep a close eye on him, so they told us It’s not easy to move. It seems that he knew our intentions and deliberately didn’t leave Dadu, so he took the guards of Xue’s family and made his own amulet under the eyes of Xue’s family.”

"It's a pity." Mo Buli stared at the pure white string, as if regretting that it was broken, and the ice in his eyes was as hard as iron in an instant: "The more shrewd you are, the more you must die."

Ariel bowed, but did not answer.

After giving that order, Mo Buli seemed to be a little happy, looking at the curtain blown by the breeze, and said in a calm voice, "Besides, I remembered something again." He said, the ice in his eyes suddenly turned into water waves , as clear as the sky outside the window, "I vaguely remember that Huo Zhijian had a daughter under his knees, didn't he?"

Ariel gave him a surprised look, as if surprised that he would ask this question.

Mo Buli turned to look at him, his gaze was very serious, and he asked: "Do you know about this?"

"Huo Zhijian does have a few daughters under his knees." A Lie replied respectfully, with a very serious expression, "His eldest daughter is a concubine, and this year she will reach the age of Ji, and the second and third daughters are all concubines, all of whom are under 13 years old, and there are several others." Female, she is still young. Apeng had previously spread the news that Mrs. Huo is the head of all the females, with extremely beautiful face and noble bearing, very eye-catching."

"Very good." Mo Buli seemed to be very satisfied, casually threw the broken string on the ground, and gently crushed it with his toes, with a strong smile: "Huo Zhijian can't be abandoned, after all, the Huo family is in Jianning. The county also has some reputation. What Huo Zhijian hates the most at this moment must be those people in Jiangyang County, as well as the Xue family. If this is the case, let's find a chance and ask him to come to Dadu. You can recommend him wherever you want. You can't be an official, but you can always be a guest. Since his daughter is so beautiful, it's good to arrange a place for her. The Huo family can't just die in Huo Zhijian's hands. "

Before he finished speaking, Ariel's eyes sparkled, and after a while, he became calm again, bowed and said: "Sir, this plan is very clever. This kind of people is the most retribution, if it is used skillfully, it will have miraculous effects."

Mo Buli didn't speak, but there was a smile in his eyes.

At that moment, shooting stars seemed to fly by in the room, responding to the gentle and peaceful midsummer night outside the window.

He waved his hand, Ariel silently bowed, and exited the house.

Mo Buli stood there for a while, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was reminiscing about the conversation just now, and seemed to be thinking about the previous events, his face full of contradictions had a touch of rare tranquility and serenity.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and sighed.

The night wind blew past the curtains, and his clothes fluttered with the wind, his long sleeves fluttered, and he was almost too weak to wear.

He walked slowly to the desk, picked out two pages from the pile of old papers, and unfolded them for a closer look.

Those were two paintings, one of plum blossoms and the other of pear blossoms, the paintings were very crude, the layout was also dull, and the paper was full of depressing lifelessness, which could almost be called clumsy.

However, for some reason, Mo Buli stared at the painting for a long time, as if he was fascinated by it.

"I've grown up..." After a long time, he finally sighed and said to himself, and put the painting in his hand on the table, a gentle and lingering smile flashed across those dark and cold eyes. meaning.

He stretched out his hand, and that bony hand stroked the painting, as if stroking the most tender corner of his heart.

After a while, he opened his lips and smiled softly again: "Hehe... this painting really betrays your background, if you are seen by..., I'm afraid it will hit your palm..." He continued to mutter, his gaze Moved away from the drawing and turned to the closed window sash.

At that moment, his crystal-clear eyes overflowed with such complex emotions, nostalgia, resentment, melancholy, sadness, and...uncontrollable heartache.

He stared at the front with ecstasy, the gorgeous and dark eyes seemed to penetrate this dark room, cast towards the bustling capital city of Chen Kingdom, cast towards the magnificent night scene with starry sky like sea and candle lights...

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In the summer in the capital, Ziyan Lake is the most pleasant. Since the beginning of May, the nobles and nobles by the lake have been admiring the flowers and enjoying the cool air, and it has always been lively.

The difference is that Xinchang Street, located in the east of Shangjing, has a quietness that is rarely seen in summer.The tall ginkgo trees planted on the side of the street are full of leaves turning in the wind, like bells blown by the summer wind, jumping and flying silently, washing the bright sun.

The whole street is paved with blue stones and walls made of gray bricks. The high wall is at least ten feet long. Occasionally, one or two shadows of leaves can be seen from inside the wall, and the fragrance of flowers floats from the wall. There is a little beauty in the tranquility. It can be seen at a glance that most of the people living here are nobles and dignitaries.

The aristocratic aristocrats will always make ordinary people daunting, and even the noisy sound of cicadas is much quieter here.

The residence of Lu Shicheng, governor of Dongping County, is on Xinchang Street.

Lu Shicheng is the owner of the third house of Fan Yang's Lu family, and now he is serving as the governor of Dongping County. There are more than a hundred people living in this mansion with three houses and one house.

At this moment, in an exquisite small courtyard in the back residence of the Lu Mansion, Lu Shangxue, the eldest daughter of Lu Shicheng, is leaning lazily on the side of the chair, with a light yellow gauze shirt embroidered with peony patterns laid on the table. Half of it was bright yellow, and the sleeves had been rolled up to the elbow, exposing a snow-white and round arm. In her slender hand, she held a fan painted with peonies, fanning the wind up and down.

"Eldest sister, come closer, the wind is gone." A soft young girl's voice came, and there was a little anger and complaint in her tone, and a white and tender hand pulled her fan aside. move.

(End of this chapter)