My wife can't be like this

Mr. Mo's suitor 1,

Not long after Mo Yu returned home from Yushitai, the General's Mansion was searched by the city patrol team, and the streets were even busier with pedestrians. It was a long time ago.

When Wen Shao came back at night, his complexion was not very good. Like Mo Feng, he told him not to go out for a few days, in case the other party was forced to jump over the wall and kill innocent people indiscriminately on the street.

"Have you seen the portrait of that man?" Mo Yu asked him, "I think the weapon in his hand is very strange, it should be regional."

"I've seen it. There is no record of this kind of thing in the book, and my father said that he has never seen it. It may be a weapon from a place he has never seen before."

"Hmm. The person in the painting has a high and curved nose, both ends of the eyes are curved downwards, with high cheekbones and heavy bags under the eyes. It's a typical... well, the appearance of the humid and hot climate area near the sea in the northeast." Mo Yu originally wanted to say yes Typical characteristics of the South Island of the Northeast Asian mainland, but when I thought about this saying, there has never been anyone before or since, and Wen Shao couldn't understand it, so I had to change it to an easy-to-understand one.

"Is it near the sea?" Wen Shao nodded, "There is a possibility at that time. There will always be pirates invading the northeast coastal areas. From this point of view, the murderer may not have come to the capital from the coast."

"If this is the case, what should we do? The emperor won't let you go to the East Army right away, right?"

"No, there are only sporadic small groups of pirates in the east, not enough to dispatch troops," Wen Shao explained, "By the way, have you told your elder brother about your guess?"

Mo Yu nodded, "I told you, I couldn't sleep in the afternoon, and suddenly thought of this, so I sent someone to deliver the message."

"Well, then it's all right. Whether it's what you guessed or not, you won't know until you really catch him, otherwise it's useless to think about it now."

Having said that, Mo Yu was still a little worried before Mo Feng caught the murderer. Facts have proved that his and Wen Shao's guesses were correct. Under Mo Feng's ruthless squatting, on the third night, they were in the same room one after another. A group of people were caught in the kitchens of several restaurants. Wen Shao took messengers from the army to the scene of interrogation, and finally confirmed that the language spoken by these people was the same as that of the pirates who invaded the Northeast Sea.

Offending the sea first, and then entering the hinterland to kill people and steal books, these deeds are known to be ill-intentioned to the Dayu Kingdom, but because of the language barrier between the two sides, the trial cannot be tried, and finally the emperor decided to go directly to the death row. Asking slowly, he didn't mention the matter of sending people to the north. He only transported the stolen books back to the Sutra Pavilion and sent additional staff to take care of them.

At the same time, the last episode of "Broken Thousand Army" has also been screened. On the day of the twenty-ninth day, Mo Yu went to the animation city alone to watch the ending, and checked the accounts by the way. It was getting darker and earlier. Mo Yuben wanted to buy some snacks on the street, but the drop in temperature was really unbearable. He was hesitating between snacks and going home. A thin cloak had already been covered. It fell on Mo Yu.

"It's so late and you haven't gone back. What's fascinated you?" Wen Shao stood tall and straight behind him, with a smile in his voice. on the stall. "Want to eat?"

Mo Yu quickly shook her head, "I don't want to, it's just that I was a little distracted just now."

"In today's weather, at night holding fried cakes, sesame candies, noodle sticks and nestling on the bed, reading a storybook..." Wen Shao's tone of description was very neutral, but unfortunately the content was exactly what Mo Yu, a pseudo-otaku, was most excited about.

May I ask, which otaku wouldn't want to use a computer with super fast internet speed, and have half a month's worth of snacks by his side, just to be paralyzed on the bed until the end of time?

Anyway, Mo Yu couldn't refuse, so the boy Mo was seduced by General Wen, and bought a bunch of snacks according to his own wishes and returned to Wenfu.

"Wu Dong hasn't come to look for you these days, has he?"

"No," Mo Yu said suspiciously, "but I'm still a little surprised. Looking at his character before, I thought he was short-tempered, but he actually managed to stand still for such a long time."

"Maybe you have to hold your breath?" Wen Shao helped him carry the big and small bags, and replied, "Even if the emperor wants to agree to him, he will definitely need Dongqi Kingdom to exchange a lot of conditions, so the two sides exchanged ideas, Trying to squeeze the opponent's conditions one or two times."

Mo Yu suddenly felt horrified, "Didn't you say that the emperor would never agree to this matter?"

"Nothing is absolute, I took it for granted before." Wen Shao embraced him and said, "A few days ago I accidentally saw him go to the palace once, and I met him again today, and this is just what I saw , I think Wu Dong should be in the palace at other times. If this is the case, it can only show that the emperor feels that there is room for discussion on this matter."

While the two were talking, a servant at the door greeted him, "Greetings, General, Young Master."

"What's the matter?" This person is not a servant of the concierge, and he probably has other things to talk about waiting here today.

"Master Hui, you were not at the residence just now, and it happened that the Ministry of Rites came to visit, and you did not come after waiting. In addition, it was getting late, so I had to leave first, and leave this invitation for me to give to you."

Mo Yu took the post and went back to her courtyard, opened it and said, "What can the people from the Ministry of Rites want me for?"

"I thought of a possibility." Wen Shao sat aside and said, "Four years ago, you were only 12 years old, so it was impossible to invite you if you were not famous, but now your unique painting skills have already spread to Dayu."

At this time, Mo Yu had already read the invitation and stuffed it into Wen Shao's hands, "You guessed it right, let me go to Shangxian Festival to be a special painter." Isn't this the ancient photographer?Then cooperate with the recorders present to form an ancient news publishing system.

Wen Shao read the post again, and put it on the table beside him, "Generally speaking, a painter of the Shangxian Festival only needs to be able to draw one piece, which is good. In this way, at your speed, you can make a lot of money." Take a lot of time to enjoy it."

"How do you know so clearly?"

"Every five officials above the third rank are followed by a painter. My father told me about this before. At the last Shangxian Festival, he was accompanied by an old painter in the palace. The two of them did not miss each other because the father moved too much. Communicate more."

"..." Mo Yu can probably imagine that picture. It's like asking a person who draws static to draw a group of monkeys jumping around. It's indescribably aggrieved. Of course, he doesn't mean the old general at all. It's a monkey.

"Can I be in charge of your five people at that time?" Mo Yu looked at him caringly and obediently, "I draw very quickly, and you don't need to deliberately move your movements."

"Zhenlu naturally hopes it's you." Wen Shao felt itchy again under the ink rain under the candlelight, but unfortunately, "Brother Zhenlu, should you go to Liu's courtyard today?"

"..." Wen Shao nodded, "Exactly, I'll be there in a while."

The author has something to say:

I'm wondering whether to let Wu Dong be the male second, what do you guys think? _(:зゝ∠)_