Vicissitudes know Jinhua

Mu Zishi smiled wryly and remained silent, slowly gathered some strength, and said in a low voice, "Master, I want...to write a letter to my uncle...to persuade him to leave."

Seeing that he was panting intermittently while speaking, Ge Shu Yepo smiled lightly and said, "I said I don't want that old guy's life, don't you believe me?"

Mu Zishi wanted to believe it but never dared to believe it. This brother Shu Ye was as heartless as Niehai Ghost City, and he had a rare and creepy animal temperament. He killed people like dogs and chickens, without any mercy or fear. Heart, I only hurt my body and never got sick in my head, so how could I believe his words?

Immediately, he only said: "Uncle got my handwritten letter... From now on, he will not pester and harass me again, let alone report to the government..."

Ge Shu Yepo laughed suddenly: "The government?"

Mu Zishi froze and realized that he had said something wrong. As the leader of bandits, this man committed adultery, indiscriminate killing and committing all sorts of crimes. How could he be afraid of provoking officials?

He thought very fast and articulated very well, he could have spoken in circles, but he was injured and exhausted, he only panted a few times but was speechless for a while.Ge Shu Yepo said indifferently: "Nowadays, all the officials in the imperial court are busy, saying that they are the officials of the Qi family, aren't they already Tao's lackeys?"

As he spoke, he took out the pen and paper, sharpened the inkstone with his own hands, and even brought a piece of bamboo to the side of the couch: "Write!"

He lifted Mu Zishi into his arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, felt a sense of inadequacy, smiled with great interest and said, "Let me also read the words of Young Master Mu. "

Mu Zishi was shocked in his heart. If he changed the time and situation, he would definitely change the font and write. Anyway, he practiced hard since he was a child. He first learned from Ou Liu and then from Zhao Dong. Both cursive and regular scripts have both form and spirit. Jing, he had to use the pavilion style that he was used to seeing and writing.

Picking up the pen in a daze, hesitating, Ge Shu Yepo seemed to see through his worries, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and he said in a low voice: "What? Don't you want to write again?"

When he spoke, he got very close, Mu Zishi felt hot air rushing in his ears, and wanted to push him away in shock, but as soon as he exerted force, there was a sharp tearing pain in his shoulder and back, and his eyes flashed. Hei's hand softened, and the pen fell to the paper with a snap, rolling out a puddle of ink.

Ge Shuye's gray eyes were cold and cold: "Shifei, I went to clean up the old man of the Wan family."

Mu Zishi was anxious, but his voice was as weak as a gnat: "No!"

Ge Shu Yepo changed the paper, and said softly, "That's it, it's just a letter, and it's not for you to take the first prize. What are you afraid of?"

This person is so vicious and sinister, Mu Zishi hated it to the extreme, his wrist trembling while holding the pen, he thought about it intently, and finally wrote a book.

He lost too much blood and was still dizzy, and the strokes of his pen were smooth and smooth, without strong bone strength, but after years of hard work, the lines between the lines were still intact, and the words were as fluent as the beauty of spring forests and flowers.

After writing a letter, Mu Zishi was already sweating through his clothes and exhausted, so he put down his pen and said in a low voice, "Trouble master."

Ge Shu Ye understood, put him back on the couch and settled him down, picked up the paper and saw that it was only a few short lines, he raised his head without mentioning it, bowed his head, and closed it with no respect, and glanced at Mu. Zi Shi glanced at him and said: "In the past, my elder brother entrusted me with my uncle's diligence and diligence, and Zi Shi Ming felt it. The world situation is unpredictable, but Yu Zhuang's importance is the same as that of the past. You must cherish it and keep it. Let Quan Quan Brother Xia will not be bitter and bitter. Although the book is not exhaustive, my uncle will know my son's heart and soul, and brother Yu is all well, so don't worry about it."

After reading it, he was silent for a full cup of tea, and Fang Youran said: "The words are not bad, and the meaning is also deep... It's just that this tone doesn't sound like a respectful respect to an elder, but rather like an order from a respected elder."

Mu Zishi was startled suddenly, brother Shu Yepo was not only cruel but also astute as a ghost, he had to go all out to deal with this person, if he is not an opponent right now, he might as well avoid it, so he closed his eyes and just remained silent.

Although Zuo Shifei didn't quite understand what he was listening to, he also figured out some malice in the master, and hurriedly defended Mu Zishi: "It must be because he didn't have the strength to write seriously, so the writing was not good..."

Stretching his neck to glance at the letter, he said, "Actually, it's well written. There are black and white ones, and they're all about the same size."

Ge Shu Ye laughed and cursed: "You know what, get out!"

Yang Duanzi was standing in the corner of the room as if he was staying out of it, but he couldn't help laughing at this moment, and said: "Master, how about I send the letter to Wan Jing?"

Ge Shu Yepo nodded and handed him the letter.

Yang Duanzi quickly dragged Zuo Shi out of the door, and ran for more than a mile as if he was going to mourn. Fang Chang breathed a sigh of relief, and called the pony down the mountain to see Wan Jing.

After the delivery was completed, Zuo Shifei was still standing aside waiting, wondering: "What are you keeping? I have to change the medicine for God's love, and I don't have time to mess around with you."

Zuo Shifei said: "I was just waiting for you to go see Brother Shuixiang together, she broke a hand, how could I not go and see?"

Yang Duanzi showed his face and said, "You have a conscience!"

Lin Shen'ai ranked third in the village, and Nankeshan had enough money and food. Naturally, the tables, chairs, and beds in her residence were full of good things. The walls were full of swords, bows and arrows, but there were few boudoir things, only a pair of mirror frames and lacquer dowry Standing alone in the corner.

Zuo Shifei stepped into the room and called Third Brother, and saw that Lin Shen'ai was dressed as usual with arrow sleeves, her red lips were pale, but she was in good spirits, she even smiled at herself, she couldn't help being flattered, and said in her heart: Is she going to get married?

Naturally, Lin Shen'ai didn't know that he was thinking wildly, holding a pure steel five-claw hook in his hand, and asked Yang Duanzi, "Have you figured out a way to install this hook?"

Yang Duanzi sighed helplessly: "Even if you install this hook, you have to wait for the wound on your wrist to heal. Why are you so impatient?"

Lin Shenai's eyes were shining brightly: "I want to let the head know that even if Shui Xiang loses a hand, she will only be stronger than before."

Zuo Shifei smiled and persuaded: "Then don't be anxious, brother is taking care of Mu Zishi recently, he is seriously injured, and he won't recover for a while."

As soon as these words came out, not only did Lin Shenai's expression change drastically, even Yang Duanzi's face turned dark, and in his heart he pulled out all the female family members of the Zuo clan, dead or alive.

Lin Shenai said shyly, "You mean...Mu Zishi is still alive and well?"

Zuo Shifei was grinning to himself, handsome and happy like a smooth-skinned leopard under the sun: "To be alive is to be alive, but you may not be able to see it well, and you've been smacked by the big brother in the back, and you've been pierced with such a big wound by a stone." .”

He folded his hands together, the size of a fist: "It's very pitiful..."

Lin Shenai was trembling with anger, and pointed to the door: "Fifth, go first, I have something to say to Master."

Zuo Shifei felt the pressure of the coming storm, turned around and left without saying a word.

Yang Duanzi murmured: "Run after setting the fire! This guy is really cunning..."

Before he finished complaining, a chair fell on his head: "Yang Duanzi, you bastard! How dare you lie to me that the man surnamed Mu is dead?"

Yang Duanzi dodged to dodge, swallowed his anger and said: "You didn't see that you were dying at that time, I won't lie to you, are you willing to take medicine to heal your wounds?"

Lin Shenai saw that he was so righteous and confident, knowing that his injuries were not healed, and he couldn't get it cheap if he did it, so he said coldly, "Since you want me to feel at ease, why don't you just put that kid to death?"

Yang Duanzi chuckled, and leaned closer: "Do you think I don't want to? You understand my intentions, so what's the point of killing someone for you? But the boss just sat aside and stared, I really didn't dare to come out." Demon moth."

Lin Shenai said: "Are you afraid of being the boss?"

Yang Duanzi looked around and said in a low voice: "Brothers in Manzhai, who doesn't respect and fear him? Are you crazy for saying that?"

Lin Shen'ai's eyes were full of contempt: "The big master will kill you at most."

Yang Duanzi smacked his lips, looked at Lin Shen'ai, and licked it up and down several times: "Although peony flowers are also romantic when they die, but you didn't let me be really romantic, how could I be willing to die like this? !"

Lin Shen'ai frowned, raised her hand and slapped her face, but Yang Duanzi didn't dodge, half joking and half sincere, slapped her face, and said: "If you are willing to marry me, I, Yang Duanzi, will be considered as a slap in the face every day." Being served by your big slap in the face, I will never cry out the pain!"

Lin Shen'ai was even more ashamed and annoyed when he came up to him with gossip and gossip, she withdrew her hands and said, "Get out! Do you think I can beat you?"

Yang Duanzi lamented: "I knew... well, even if you marry me, you will definitely want me to be a bastard. I can't wear black yarn in my life, and wearing an emerald green hat is considered a blessing."

Lin Shen'ai's ears were blushing: "What are you spouting with your mouth full of pickle!"

Yang Duanzi straightened his face suddenly, and said, "Do you think I'm blind? Even a really blind person can see your thoughts on the head."

Lin Shenai was stunned, looked straight at him, and tremblingly said for a long time: "You...you know?"

Yang Duanzi shook his head and sighed: "You usually dress up and behave like a man, but a woman is a woman. As soon as you move your heart, your eyes will be covered with cow dung, and you can't see anything."

Lin Shen'ai took a few steps back slowly, and sat down in the chair as soon as her knees softened: "You know...then...does the boss know too?"

Yang Duanzi stared at her condescendingly, his eyes were sharp, but there was a bit of pity: "What doesn't the big boss know? But about the big boss, I'm afraid you don't know anything."

The voice was extremely low and vague: "Ge Shu Yepo was just a brat who robbed everyone's house at the beginning, and within ten years, he would be able to kill Mr. Gao, a few confidantes of Mr. Gao overnight. I can't even find the bones, and the iron barrels in the village seem to be under the control of everyone, do you know his details?"

"Our Nankeshan is so outstanding among our peers, because we are uniquely located between the barbarians and the two states. We have tacit contacts with the government of the two states. Being a bandit can be full of gold and silver without worrying about being caught all day long." The imperial court beheaded the dog's head, how proud and nourished? Why did Ge Shu Yepo become the head of the family, and in the past two years, he suddenly had no scruples to slash the official reputation of the two states? We ask for money and not trouble, but the head of the family regards life as the most important thing. Goubin, aren't you afraid that the two states will hold the battalion, and even attract the imperial court to destroy it? Why is there an unknown number of elite hidden behind the dense forest in the valley? Do you know the origin of this army? Do you know what he is going to do? "

As he spoke, his voice trembled involuntarily, and he said with a wry smile: "The more I ponder, the more I hope that I can't figure it out. The less I know, the better."

Lin Shen'ai didn't think anything different, and said coldly: "Did you kill fewer people these years, or have you never raped a woman from a good family? Thinking about these things is better than thinking about how to climb the knife mountain after death!"

Yang Duanzi let out an uh, and called out to Qu: "If you marry me, I will definitely learn from Wang Baochuan. Even if I stay in the cold kiln for 18 years, I will never steal anyone!"

Lin Shenai ignored his nonsense, and said: "You said that there is something wrong with Da Dangjia. He is a bandit leader in the first place. Are you still expecting him to take the exam for the number one scholar and become a teacher? In recent years, Nanke Mountain has become more and more popular. Ge Ying, what can we do with us? Even if one day the Yongliang iron cavalry will kill us, we will only die once at most, and it will be regarded as the result of full retribution, so what? What does it have to do with whether I like the big leader? It’s a woman, there’s nothing wrong with liking him.”

Yang Duanzi had a gray and dejected face when he was refuted, but when he heard the last sentence, his expression became strange, and he just looked at Lin Shenai with a half-smile.

The wound on Lin Shen'ai's wrist was stabbing, and she was very restless. She said angrily, "Speak up if you have something to say, look at me like this, and be careful that I will gouge out your eyeballs!"

Yang Duanzi was not angry, and said with a smile: "Your temper is low-grade, but your appearance is high-grade, but every man will always look twice, unless he is a eunuch or... Hehe, the head of the family has never looked at it that way. pass you?"

Lin Shen's heart sank in love, and he suddenly became a little flustered: "It's not you who is in charge."

Yang Duanzi hummed a few little tunes, and Fang You said leisurely: "Yeah, you don't know how much you hope that the head is like me, but it's a pity..."

Lin Shen'ai was full of desire to draw out the soft whip around her waist and hang this obscene and hateful pervert, but for some reason, her hands and feet were cold, her heart was in a mess, and her mind was full of porridge, vaguely knowing that what he had to say must be important to her Extremely, perhaps it is enlightenment or it is hopeless.

Yang Duanzi looked at her face, took a breath, and said: "The head of the family came to Nanke Mountain when he was fourteen or fifteen years old, and now he is in his twenties. He grew up on the mountain. Have you ever seen him get close to him?" Any woman?"

Lin Shenai said: "The head of the family doesn't like to get close to women...it's okay."

Yang Duanzi sneered and said: "Really? Shuozi is several years younger than him, and he is no longer a chicken when he left the mountain last year."

Lin Shen'ai argued reluctantly: "The boss is a hero... I don't want to defile the woman who was kidnapped, and I don't want to go whoring those lowly fireworks."

Yang Duanzi sneered this time: "Then there are no women in our village? The pair of sisters from the Lu family in your hand are like two juicy fairy peaches... and the one named Qiao is in my heart. But I named her Sai Xiaoqiao..."

Just as he was fascinated, he caught sight of Lin Shen's eyes like looking at shit, felt a little embarrassed, ashamed and indignant, and no longer wanted to show off, and said bluntly: "In short, if you still don't understand, just go to the one who is lying on his bed now." Think about it on people!"

Lin Shen'ai's brain exploded, and her whole body froze.