Doting on concubines and destroying wives?Reborn to marry a traitor and take your life!

Chapter 418 Refugees
Shu Mo's eyes widened, this man really couldn't talk properly, why did he do anything?

He was about to take the man's hand away when he saw a smile on his young master's lips. He seemed to be listening seriously and didn't mind at all when the man's rough, dark hands were placed on his white brocade clothes.

Shumo saw his young master's expression and had no choice but to swallow his words and continue listening.

After a while, he thought that, let alone one glance at Mr. Xie, he had seen Mr. Xie many times, and he didn't even brag about it.

If he said it himself, he wouldn't envy him to death.

Even so, he was sincerely happy for the people at the border. Mr. Xie's presence at the border was a good thing for the country and the people.

Moreover, he felt that it would be best for Mr. Xie to stay at the border. Every time he issued some new laws, there would be a group of old officials in the court criticizing him. Shumo felt that he should let those people see that Mr. Xie was in Liaodong. How popular they are, if they dare to come here and curse, they will definitely get rotten eggs thrown at them!
You know, there are still many people in the court who secretly criticize Mr. Xie's father. Every time they secretly ridicule Mr. Xie, they can't help but bring their father and son together to belittle him...

Let him tell you, if Mr. Xie is a traitor, there will be no loyal ministers in the world!
Shu Mo was thinking about it when a familiar voice suddenly came from beside him.

"What about Mrs. Xie, is she still in the capital?"

Mrs. Xie?Miss Su?

Shumo looked back and saw the boy who claimed to be a brat from before.

This man actually looks like a brat. He is not very old, and his skin is very dark, but not rough. His body is thin and between that of a teenager and a child. He seems to be growing taller, so although there is no flesh on his body, he doesn't look like that. He who is hungry and thin is actually very energetic.

Especially those eyes, they are really smart and unforgettable just by looking at them.

The man who spoke was stunned, obviously not expecting that someone would actually ask Mrs. Xie.

Talking about Xie Yuan, he was just talking eloquently, but when talking about Mrs. Xie, he could only scratch his head: "Mrs. Xie? She must be in the capital. I heard that she seems to be terminally ill..."

"Deadly ill?" Chu Xiaozi's face darkened, and her lowered eyebrows were full of worry.

Is your husband sick?Is it still serious?
What's going on? Is it because Xie Yuan left her alone and she was so lovesick that she fell ill?
It has only been three months since he left, and Xie Yuan has taken care of his husband like this!

Seeing the irritated look on the black boy in front of him after hearing this, the man felt a little confused and didn't know what he was worried about, but he said: "Mrs. Xie is not lucky, but a man like Mr. Xie, what do you want in the future? There are no women, I'm afraid there are a lot of beauties willing to throw themselves into my arms..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the black boy was so angry that he glared at him fiercely: "Shut up, I see your eyes are dark and dull, you are possessed by a weak god and have no luck!"

When the man heard this, he became very angry. He grabbed the black boy by his collar and wanted to beat him.

Hua Qingyun saw this and stood up quickly: "Brother... no wonder, this little brother must have been quick to speak..."

This man still wanted to be angry. When he turned around and saw Hua Qingyun's face, his anger subsided by three points. But before he could turn around, the brat stepped on his foot hard, which hurt him. He screamed and subconsciously let go.

When he turned around, the boy had already rushed to the door. When he reached the door, he turned back angrily and cursed "Bad ghost" before jumping out, which almost made the man mad.

"Who is this!"

Hua Qingyun could only comfort him gently, looking at the door where the boy disappeared, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Shu Mo twitched the corner of his mouth, he just thought, this kid doesn't look like a good person!
"Ignore him, it's really unlucky. Come on, come on, brother, continue to listen to me. Now I heard that Master Xie is our governor of Liaodong. I'm afraid he won't stay in our Jiuyuan Pass forever. I heard that he will still I want to go to Ningcheng to supervise the army. After all, all the previous governors have gone to the military camp to supervise the army, which will take at least a few months..."

The master and servant listened for an hour before going back to the guest room to rest. They stayed in this inn for five or six days.

When Shu Mo read the draft of his son's Records of Mountains and Rivers at night, he saw on the paper, in addition to the words of the storyteller and the person who spoke to them, there was also a picture of everyone listening to the book with great enthusiasm.He was secretly thinking that the young master's painting skills had improved a lot, when he saw that the second piece of paper actually drew the black boy he didn't like, and it was the scene of the quarrel between the black boy and the boy.

Shu Mo was stunned: "Master, why did you draw this boy? He deserves to be drawn in the annals of mountains and rivers?"

Although what the young master is drawing now is only a draft and may not be included in the future, Shu Mo is not happy when he thinks that it may be included.

The master's future masterpiece must be a high-style work. How could he paint such a low-class character in it?

Hua Qingyun looked back, slightly puzzled: "Why is he not worthy? Isn't he a citizen of Dasheng?"

Shumo shook his head: "That's not what I mean. What I mean is that he can't represent anything. Not all the people of Dasheng are like him."

Hua Qingyun said with a smile: "There are thousands of things in the world, and there are thousands of people with thousands of faces. It would be too thin to remember only one or two of them in this book of mountains and rivers. I think this person has a lively personality, and he has what people call the aggressive spirit of the market. In his heart, He also seems to be extraordinarily upright, which is quite interesting.”

Seeing that his young master still had a good impression of the black boy, Shu Mo couldn't understand it, but he had no choice but to shake his head and stop trying to persuade him.

Anyway, when they leave Jiuyuan Town, the young master will definitely not see the black boy again.

After they leave Jiuyuan Town, they will go to Ningcheng to have a look. Maybe they will catch up with Mr. Xie who is also in Ningcheng and the young master can catch up with Mr. Xie.

Now, my master and Mr. Xie are both pure ministers who are only loyal to the emperor, so their Hua family and Xie family have a good relationship.

It's just that the book is full of calculations, but the plan can't keep up with the sudden changes.

A few days later, when they left Jiuyuan Town and headed towards Ningcheng, they were only halfway through when they suddenly encountered a large number of refugees.

Before Shu Mo could react, the reins of the carriage were snatched away by several refugees, and the refugees swarming behind him swarmed in like hungry wolves.

"Kill these rich people who are so cruel and cruel!"

"Quick, there's food here! Come on!"

A pair of hands came at him like crazy, and some were holding sticks. Shumo was hit several times without paying attention, but he was soon dragged out of the carriage and stepped on his clothes. One foot after another was stepped on him. past.

He vaguely saw his young master coming out of the carriage. His snow-white gown was scratched, but he was so trampled that he couldn't even scream, so he could only watch helplessly.

At this moment, the sound of two jars breaking suddenly sounded all around, and then, the smell of strong liquor spread quickly around.

"Mom, get out of the way! If you don't get out of the way, I will die here!"

When a familiar voice sounded again, Shu Mo, who was about to vomit blood after being stepped on, almost cried.

It's that black boy... It's that black boy who calls himself a brat!

Chu Xiaozi held a sparkling fire certificate in one hand, and took out a wine jar from the basket on her back with the other hand. She stood on the ground with one foot and stepped on the rock with one foot. She stood there majestically, as if the demon king Nezha had descended to earth. .

Seeing that the crazy refugees were finally quiet for a moment, she frowned and looked at Hua Qingyun: "You idiot, why don't you bring your child over here!"

(End of this chapter)