Song Mo-Li's handsome face was still a little childish, and Dou Zhao could even see the thin fluff on his lips clearly. The person in front of him was far from the tall, squid, elegant, and calm and restrained man in her memory (

She thought he was drinking soup with a spoon.

First purse your lips, then drink it in one breath

No matter how much you don't like it, no complaint

He is just a teenager now

A thirteen-year-old boy

Are you too harsh on him?

Then let go of the grudge in your heart and treat him like an ordinary boy? Don’t let him be responsible for things that he hasn’t done before, that would be unfair to him!

Dou Zhao, who put down his psychological burden, smiled calmly: "I forgive you!" But she would not forget what kind of person he was because of this, "Can you bring Mr. Chen back first? He is old and can't withstand too many bumps, and I also need him to help me with some help!"

"We need someone who has been a third-rank chief official and aide to help me with the help of it?" Her smile was peaceful and tolerant, with a hint of gentleness, which made Song Mo's heart gentle. He liked this atmosphere of speaking, so he smiled and said, "It seems that this matter is very troublesome. You might as well tell me, I am also good at giving advice to others!"

Then don't need it!

"I opened a pen shop," Dou Zhao said half-truely, "Thanks to Mr. Chen's help, Mr. Chen went to Kyoto, and I was in a mess."

"Do you want to save your dowry?" Song Mo smiled, "How about I'll introduce you to a business? If you do it well, you can cooperate for a long time and the accounting period is very good."

Dou Zhao opened his eyes wide

Song Mo doesn’t seem to be that kind of kind person, right?

Why did he suddenly think of introducing himself to business?

There is no such friendship between them, right?

But obviously Song Mo doesn't think so

His smile became even more intense: "Shuntian Prefecture School Imperial College, and it prints a lot of literary works every year. There is a guy who has been released from my family who works as a traitor in Shuntian Prefecture School. Then, just ask the shopkeeper in your shop to find him."

She wants to return to the bridge and road with him, and never talk to each other since then, instead of continuing to get in touch with him.

Dou Zhao refused him directly: "I think it's better to forget it, this matter is too troublesome. My shop only sells some ready-made pens and inks."

"Since you have done it, you have to do the best." Song Mo said in a lesson and did not allow her to argue. He walked straight to the front of the book and said, "I will write you a letter and you can just take my letter to him." Then he told her the man's name and appearance (

Dou Zhao had no choice but to thank him and asked Ganlu to come in to help him grind the ink, but Song Mo refused: "No, I'll do it myself."

Then you can do it yourself

She has no habit of working hard for strangers

Dou Zhao sat aside and drank tea

The sound of grinding ink sounded in the room

It's neither light nor heavy, it's not hurry or slow, it's like a rock mill pushing it, leisurely and free, without any sluggishness

What a lot of strength this requires

Dou Zhao couldn't help but let out a light "Huh" and looked over

Song Mo stood in front of the desk easily, his hands holding the ink ingot were white and delicate, his knuckles were slender, and his wrists were gently turned around. The water dripping on the inkstone gradually dyed the color.

Dou Zhao thought of how he walked

It's also a bit casual, but so natural

Did he practice any special martial arts as Duan Gongyi said? Or did he cultivated etiquette since childhood?

The more Dou Zhao looked at him, the more he felt that his manner was elegant and pleasing to the eye.

I couldn't help but feel curious

What happened back then? Will he kill his father and brother?

How could such a pearl-like figure become the executioner of the Liao King?

Song Mo's previous life's words "Not everyone deserves to be a parent" echoed in her heart for a long time, and gradually condensed into a thorn.

"Hold it!" I don't know when Song Mo had already written the letter. He shook it in front of her with the already sealed letter, and smiled and said, "What are you here?"

"No, nothing is wrong." Dou Zhao quickly calmed down and took the envelope and carefully looked at it.

He wrote about the Pavilion

True and solemn, with a thick feeling

Dou Zhao took the envelope closer to look

That's right, it's kind and solemn, giving a sense of ease

How can a person's character be so outrageously different from his character?

She looked at Song Mo, feeling in a mess, not knowing what to say

Song Mo turned a blind eye to her strangeness and lay on the drunkard chair in the study room. He closed his eyes and placed his hands naturally on his abdomen, squeaking and shaking.

On a summer afternoon, the surroundings are quiet and silent. The sound of the wind blowing through the branches and the squeaking sound of the drunkard chair swaying, making people sleepy.

However, Song Mo's voice suddenly sounded inside: "Before I came, my cousin just buried."

Dou Zhao was shocked and woke up completely

"My cousin's boudoir is Hanzhu, and he is the posthumous girl of my second uncle." He still closed his eyes, his voice was very soft, with a hint of gentle warmth. "She is three years older than me, and has the most gentle and honest temperament. Not only do she do good needlework, but she also learns good martial arts. The sisters in the family love her. She often said to me, "Gods, when you grow up, don't bully girls because you are beautiful."

Dou Zhao couldn't help but sit up straight

I saw a drop of water coming from the corner of Song Mo's eyes

"Yin Zhi, the nephew of my eldest aunt's family, is very skilled in martial arts and is generous. The most rare thing is that he is not reckless." His voice was vaguely choked, "They love each other my grandmother and my eldest aunt are happy to see it. But my cousin lost his father since childhood and was raised by my eldest aunt. My eldest aunt was afraid of being wronged and threw Yin Zhi to Fujian. I thought he could find a job and half a job, and that my cousin would be able to marry in a grand manner.

"When Yin Zhi left, I asked me to give my cousin a golden hairpin with lotus flowers."

Dou Zhao grabbed his clothes tightly

"My uncle was questioned, but my mother was afraid that no one would take care of her, so she wanted me to marry her.

"My father didn't agree, but when he looked at the Jiang family, he seemed to be suffering all over the family, but he couldn't twist my mother and reluctantly agreed.

"Six days ago, my third and fifth uncles were taken to the Tieling Guard Emperor for his kindness, allowing my grandmother to visit us. Only then did I realize that Yin Zhi had been beaten to death by the Jinyiwei two months ago in order to protect his uncle. That night, she used the golden hairpin that Yin Zhi gave her to commit suicide..."

Dou Zhao's teeth were trembling, and he felt a cold face. When he touched it, it turned out to be full of water.

She hurriedly turned around and took out a veil to wipe her tears. She couldn't help but secretly glad that she didn't apply powder much on weekdays, otherwise she would be afraid she wouldn't be able to see anyone like this

Finally cleaned myself up, but turned around and fell into a pair of deep eyes as deep as water

When did Song Mo open his eyes?

He also has a lot of thoughts and has nowhere to say!

Dou Zhao sighed and sincerely said "Sadness and adaptation to change", and couldn't help asking Mrs. Mei: "Can the ancestral home be lived in there in my hometown? The Jiang family has made great achievements, but I am afraid that there will be many people offended. Even if I can go back safely, what should I do after I go back? I'm afraid I have to come up with a charter."

Now the Jiang family has been demoted to a commoner. If someone wants to seek revenge, the whole family will be full of women, then it will be accurate.

"I've been busy with this matter for several days." Song Mo seemed to have not seen Dou Zhao's eyes turn red, and said as if he was talking about homely, "If the moon is full, it will be lost, and if the water is full, it will be overflowing. My grandmother knows this very well, so she bought a lot of sacrifice fields in the past few decades, and renovated her ancestral home several times. Whenever the government asked the gentry to pay and work in his hometown, the Jiang family never shirked the imperial edict. After the grandmother breathed a sigh of relief, saying that not only did the chew at home enough, if it was tight, she could also send some money to Tieling Guard. I also have someone to seek revenge and sent a few guards around her to the Jiang family in the future. With their skills, even if they encountered bandits, they would not be so easy to succeed."

If you encounter a thunder strike, what's the use of more calculations?

Dou Zhao couldn't help but sigh for Mrs. Mei in his previous life and said, "What are the things that bandits have to be afraid of? I'm afraid that the Jinyiwei pretends to be bandits!"

Song Mo just smiled, but his eyes were even more dazzling than the sun outside.

It's been a good idea to make an appointment at first sight

Dou Zhao sighed in his heart

Sure enough, he can't be treated as a thirteen-year-old boy

However, the atmosphere between the two became harmonious. After saying a few words, Dou Zhao stood up and said goodbye: "It's getting late. I'm going back home. When you leave, I won't send it."

Even if you dare to take those "popular gifts" back, you will lock them in the warehouse of the farm.

Song Mo said nothing and sent Dou Zhao to the gate.

Dou Zhao was still chanting when he got on the carriage: Is this my family or your family?

When I got home, I remembered it. Why did I forget to tell Song Mo that Mr. Chen would go back?

Just as she regretted it, Sulan, who stayed at home, hurriedly greeted her.

"Miss Four," she looked sobbing, "Just now, Mr. Ji came here as soon as you left, and he had been waiting for you at home for a day, and he kept asking me where you were? If you don't come back, I can't stand it!"

Dou Zhao said, "Why is he here? Where is the sixth aunt? She came back with her?"

"Mrs. Sixth Mrs. Not Back," Su Lan said with her cheeks, "Mr. Ji said the weather was too hot, so she came to Zhending to escape the heat. She asked the second wife about her, so she went straight to us. She also asked if anyone lives in Heshoutang now? There is a pond there, which is cooler, and he wants to live in Heshoutang for some time."

Dou Zhao felt that his temples were starting to hurt again

She asked Su Lan: "Young Master Ji asked me where I went, how did you answer him?"

"I see Mr. Ji's attitude. He will look for him no matter where you are," Su Lan's pouting mouth could hang an oil bottle. "I had no choice but to tell him that you went to the state and said, you told us that you would come back in the afternoon and then comfort him. Now he is teaching Buddhist scriptures to Aunt Cui at Aunt Cui!"

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