Vicissitudes know Jinhua

Yao Datou got up, and sure enough, he closed his mouth tightly, bowed and walked to the backyard.

Qi Wushang walked forward in two steps, patted his sleeve, and asked with a straight face: "Yao Datou, how much money did you steal from your young master?"

Yao Datou was taken aback, thinking this is amazing, I just swallowed the young master's money for a month or two yesterday, and it melted together with the previous money, how could he know!

Qi Yupei also felt strange, he had already guessed from some clues that Yao Datou was not a good idiot, I was afraid that the young master had already been subdued by him, but unexpectedly Qi Wushang also had such insight, he hurriedly asked: "You How did you get it?"

Qi Wushang said: "I just weighed the purse at his waist, it's more than ten taels, servants, how can they carry so much money with them? What's more, in the old man's words, he didn't say anything to the young master. There is no respect, the evil servant deceives the master, and greed for a little money is just a matter of little effort."

The anger was hidden in the voice, and there was already some pity for the young master who had never met in his heart.

Qi Yupei looked at him with admiration: "It's amazing to be able to see clearly and penetrating every detail."

Qi Wushang didn't look complacent: "The situation in the battle is changing rapidly, a general must be able to see the truth and be able to see the details, otherwise the casualties will not be a single soldier, how can this little trick of the old man be hidden pass me."

Yao Datou was only deaf, he clutched his purse tightly and remained silent, he was old and mature, he knew in his heart that since ancient times, dragons would not compete with fish and shrimp, these two nobles of the Tian family, how could they seriously get angry with an old servant, they would have to put themselves in a hurry Let it go as a fart.

Qi Yupei walked all the way, and saw that the courtyard was small but tidy, with symmetrical blue bricks and black tiles from north to south, with eight large houses in front and back, with a patio and kitchen, and the corridors in the courtyard were paved with large blocks of bluestone, which is very impressive , but the moss on the stone is mottled, and the paint on the window sill is peeling off. It is obvious that no one has taken care of it for a long time. The garden should be sparsely populated, but now there are some beans, eggplants, and cabbage, which are very nondescript.

Yao Datou walked to the kitchen on the right side of the courtyard, and shouted at a thin figure from behind: "Young master, His Royal Highness wants to see you."

After speaking, he backed away two steps, and slipped away in a silent smoke. Don't look at his old arms and legs, he slipped really fast.

Qi Wushang was amazed: "This old thing runs much faster than your horse!"

Qi Yupei finally saw the young master of the Mu family, and only saw a back with pouting buttocks. He couldn't help but sigh softly: "It's harder to see this young master than to see my father..."

Young Master Mu didn't pay any attention to the elder son at all, he just picked through a large bundle of firewood piled up in the corner.

Qi Wushang raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Little rascal, come here!"

He grew up in the army since he was young, and he has personally experienced more than ten battles. There are many dead souls under the knife. Turn around slowly.

Qi Yupei saw that he was only a four or five-year-old boy, so he hurriedly gave Qi Wushang a look: "Don't scare him!"

Qi Wushang was very aggrieved: "How did I scare him? I think he was only busy with the pile of firewood and told him to take care of us."

As he said that, he bent down, lifted the child's chin with one hand, and looked at the child with a smile on his brows, but was stunned for a moment: "Fourth brother, this child is really good-looking, not worse than you."

Qi Yupei squatted down, looked carefully for a moment, and saw that the child was wearing a half-worn thin padded jacket, the collar and cuffs were not very clean, the frame was slender, and his hands were so thin that they could be crushed, but his face was rather luxurious, especially The skin color is like goat milk leather.

Smiling and pulling it over, he didn't think his hands were dirty, and said softly: "What are you doing with those firewood?"

Young Master Mu lowered his head: "Cook."

Qi Yupei snorted coldly: "Who asked you to do it?"

Young Master Mu hesitated for a moment: "I will do it myself."

His little palm trembled in his own, unfolding like a new leaf that had been subjected to wind and rain. Qi Yupei felt a little distressed, and asked, "What's your name? Is your father Qingping Hou Mu Mian or Gong Gong?" Mu Donglou, the servant on the right?"

Young Master Mu timidly shook his head and remained silent.

Qi Yupei saw that he was extremely vigilant and did not force him, so he changed the subject and asked, "Why do you live here?"

Young Master Mu answered quickly: "I don't know."

"How long have you lived here?"

"forgotten."

"How many servants are here to serve you?"

"I haven't counted."

"How old are you?"

"do not remember."

Qi Yupei was at a loss for words, the smile on his face slowly faded, he let go of his hand and stood up.

Qi Wushang watched from the side, and said with a hey smile: "I think this kid is half-fool."

Young Master Mu suddenly raised his head and looked at him angrily, his eyes were vivid and clear, how could there be any trace of stupidity?

Qi Yupei looked into his eyes clearly, a smile was already on the corner of his mouth, just waiting for him to refute, but he didn't expect that after the young master Mu glanced over, he lowered his head and remained silent.

Qi Yupei felt disappointed, and sighed: "Third brother, let's go."

Qi Wushang agreed, walked away two steps but then turned around: "I have to get that goose back!"

Looking around, he asked, "Little ghost, where is the white-fronted goose I shot?"

Young Master Mu was startled appropriately, and said, "I didn't see any wild geese."

Qi Wu thought about it sadly, knowing that the dead goose must be hidden by this brat, snorted, and patted Young Master Mu on the face: "I advise you to hand it over obediently, if I find it..."

Young Master Mu lowered his eyelashes and interrupted: "You search."

He was so straightforward, Qi Wushang was stunned for a moment, thought to himself, could it be that he really didn't know the whereabouts of the wild geese?

Looking intently, he saw that his hands were clenched into small fists and he couldn't stop shaking. He was obviously extremely nervous, and his eyes were flickering. Said: "Do you still need to search? Isn't it in this pile of firewood?"

Young Master Mu's mouth was stiff, he pursed his lips, looked at him and asked, "What if you're not here?"

"Not here?" Qi Wushang couldn't be provoked, and immediately took off the dagger at his waist: "If you're not here, I will lose this sword to you!"

This knife is no longer than a foot long, with a golden sharkskin sheath that swallows its mouth, and its lines are simple and simple. It was a gift from King Fengjing after he participated in the first battle. Qi Wushang carried it with him and never left it.

Young Master Mu took a few steps back slowly and said, "Please search."

Qi Yupei saw the cunning light flashing in his eyes, his heart moved, and he said with a smile: "Wait a minute, third brother!"

"Don't forget to build the plank road and secretly plot the old warehouse."

Young Master Mu's expression changed suddenly, he bit his lip, and silently lowered his head.

Qi Wushang just underestimated it for a while, but at this moment, Qi Yupei reminded him to look carefully, and saw a faint trace of stove dust under Young Master Mu's ear. With his waist tucked under his elbows, the young master strode into the kitchen, reached into the stove to feel it, and sure enough, he pulled out a dead goose with an arrow.

Qi Wushang came out triumphantly, threw Yan and Young Master Mu to the ground heavily, and scolded with a smile: "The little thing is so bad, it almost fooled my son!"

Qi Yupei said leisurely: "It's not almost, your precious knife has already lost to him."

Qi Wushang touched the knife on his waist, feeling reluctant to part with it, and pretended not to hear it.

Qi Yupei vigorously supported Young Master Mu, patted the dirt on his clothes, and shouted: "Lift your head up!"

Young Master Mu didn't dare not listen, tears were floating in his big eyes, but he gritted his teeth and tried hard not to let the tears roll out.

Qi Yupei's face was cold and unmoved, and he said seriously: "Listen well, if you want to leave this small courtyard, don't play dumb with me anymore."

Young Master Mu asked doubtfully, "Can you let me leave here?"

Qi Yupei said: "I am the current prince, do you know what a prince is?"

Young Master Mu nodded, his eyes brightened with hope: "The crown prince, the heir to the throne, the heir apparent of a country."

Qi Yupei was even more satisfied when he heard his elegant speech: "Very good, have you read the book?"

Although Young Master Mu is a young child, he knows how to judge the situation and know whether he can get out of the restraint. At this time, it is very important, and he will answer every question immediately: "Dad, please teach me for a year."

"Are you still teaching?"

"No, I only taught for one year."

Qi Wushang smiled and said: "Could it be that you were naughty and made Mr. run away in anger?"

Young Master Mu said: "It's because Dad thinks I'm learning too fast, so he won't let him teach me either."

Qi Wushang looked at the teardrops rolling down his face, suddenly couldn't help laughing, paused and cursed: "Has your father been shot in the head by an arrow?"

Young Master Mu's cat eyes were bent: "I don't know."

This tear-stained smile broke Qi Wushang's heart. He felt that this kid was so cute when he played tricks, so he snatched him up and rubbed his face: "Even if the prince doesn't want you, I will get you out of here." Take it away from the ghost place."

Qi Yupei's face darkened slightly: "Third Brother, be careful with your words."

Qi Wushang smiled indifferently, and retreated by himself.

Seeing his unhappy face, Young Master Mu was heartbroken and didn't know what to say, Qi Yupei asked, "Do you remember what I just asked you?"

"remember."

Qi Yupei said lightly: "Since I remember it, do you want me to ask it again?"

He was surrounded by the top figures in the empire since he was a child, and his words and deeds have an aura that makes people obedient. Young Master Mu hurriedly said: "My father is Qingpinghou, and my name is Mu Zishi. Yao Datou told me that a fortune-teller said that I was born to restrain my mother and grow up to restrain my father, so my father let me live here all the time, Yao Datou and Yao Datou should be servants."

His words were crisp and sharp, and he didn't even stumble when he said a sentence.

Qi Yupei heard a bit of taste: "Should be a servant? What do you mean should be?"

Mu Zishi seemed to smile: "They took away my silver, let me cook and wash clothes, and drink here and there... So I don't know whether I serve them or they serve me, and I don't know what father gave me. Two servants, or a pair of masters?"

Qi Yupei stretched out his hand to gently wipe off the stove dust on the side of his neck under the ears, and said softly, "I understand."

Then he said: "Mu Zishi... you write to me, which Zishi is it?"

Mu Zishi hesitated for a moment: "There is no ink here."

As he spoke, he picked up a thin firewood branch and wrote the three big characters of Mu Zishi meticulously on the ground.

The little toddler, with muddy branches, naturally couldn't write any good words and bright colors, but Qi Yupei saw that the strokes and strokes were neat and neat, and it was by no means a day's work. Zan: "Do you often practice calligraphy like this?"

Mu Zishi held the firewood stick and hummed: "Practice every day... My husband gave me a pen and a piece of ink before, but after I ran out of pen and ink, that's all I can do."

Qi Yupei stared at him for the full cup of tea, and said in a low voice: "Those who never give up on themselves, people never give up...Zi Shi, would you like to be my companion in the Eastern Palace?"

Mu Zishi instinctively felt that this Eastern Palace companion was no small matter, his palms were sweating hot, and he murmured in disbelief, "East Palace companion? I... I don't quite understand... just to be by your side, to accompany you to study?"

Qi Yupei smiled and said: "You already understand it very well. Not only that, I will take good care of you, um, I won't let you be so thin and live so hard."

Mu Zishi burst into tears suddenly, he choked up and said, "Aren't you lying to me?"

"Of course I won't lie to you." Qi Yupei smiled soothingly, but felt a slight throbbing pain in his heart. He casually took the firewood branch in his hand, wrote down the words Qi Yupei next to the words Mu Zishi, and asked: "Do you know?"

Mu Zishi was crying hard, trying to recognize with tears in his eyes, and said: "Qi... Yupei."

"Yes, this is my name. At most ten days, I will come to pick you up to the East Palace... If you are impatient, you can quietly read my name, maybe I can hear it, and come earlier."

Mu Zishi grabbed a corner of Qi Yupei's shirt, with a pious look on his face: "Really? You come earlier..."