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Chapter 228

The slender acacia leaves rustled in the wind.

Woody fragrance, bean fragrance, leaf fragrance, these kinds of fragrances make people feel peaceful.

Mo Zi turned around and looked at the grass field with tombstones, it seemed suddenly peaceful and clear.

"This place is called Quanzhong, after my father's name."

It was already a voice she was very familiar with, as gentle as usual, which made her feel relieved.This man, perhaps, as he himself said, was no longer as eager for revenge as before.

She turned her face and saw him.

White clothes are better than snow.

In her memory, Yuan Cheng never wore a non-black coat except for the blood-stained prison clothes.Black, all kinds of black, she once thought was the closest to his true color.As long as she sees his black clothes, she will be vigilant and careful, telling herself that this man is only gentle on the outside.And, he's probably the man who can wear black the most.

However, today he is all white, plain white, pure white.Embroidered with silver thread in white, the silver thread forms big chrysanthemums, the petals are like hooks, scattered on the corners, skirts and cuffs, the color and luster are hidden with the white clothes, and the luster competes with the sun and the moon.

He was tied up in a high bun, wearing a pearl hair crown, his dark eyes reflected the sunlight falling among the leaves, and his white clothes lined his almost transparent face, smiling slightly at her.

It turned out that white was more suitable for him than black, because he was originally born in the most expensive family of scholarly family, and his character was noble and clean since childhood.

At that moment, Mo Zi thought, if the Yuan family hadn't been framed, Yuan Cheng would still be the young master of the Yuan family, and she would never have the chance to get to know him in her life.How could it be possible to meet a mediocre little manager and a great talent with the world in mind?

"Yuan Cheng..." She originally planned to shave his embarrassing face with the words Xishan Tingquan as soon as they met.Now, there is no reason. "Why is it a stele?"

"No words." Yuan Cheng grabbed his sleeve and made a gesture, "You forgot, the Yuan family is still a guilty minister."

Still a guilty subject——I felt a little emotional, so Mo Zi let him go.

Zan Jin wanted to follow, when a middle-aged man appeared in front of him, his expression straightened immediately, and he clasped his fists in respect to Senior B.

Mo Zi was surprised when she saw it, and asked Yuan Cheng, "Didn't that man just wake up Zan Jin from sleep? Why does Zan Jin seem to know him very well?"

"Last time when you were strangled, Zan Jin begged me to let him stay with Yi Dan for a few days, and I didn't ask him what to learn." Yuan Cheng laughed, "Yidan said that a child can be taught. I didn't hear this person praise Whoever it is, you received a treasure."

"No wonder he disappeared for a few days, and refused to say where he went. After he came back, he was different from before, with an expression of alarm all day long, but I think he is still better than before." Mo Zi stared at With Yuan Cheng's elegant neck and meticulously combed black hair, he decided to take two quick steps and stand side by side.

"Isn't he following you to protect you? If he can't do that, then it's better to give up earlier, so as not to harm others or yourself." Yuan Cheng said that the boss was rude.

"Hearing what you said, could it be that that Yi Dan would lay down his life for you at any time?" Mo Zi asked him back.

"He may not be willing, but since he sold his life to me, it seems right to lay down his life for me. After all, I spent a lot of money." Yuan Cheng raised his eyebrows, his eyeliner flew up slightly, quite proud of himself.

Mo Zi squinted at him and shook his head, "You haven't learned enough from Nande, have you? Money can't buy everything."

Yuan Cheng reached out and grabbed her sleeve, telling her to stop, "Thank you for reminding me, you—don't worry."

Mo Zi gently pulled back her sleeves, and couldn't help but look a little shocked, "What do I have to worry about? People like us have to take care of our own affairs and can't rely on others."

Yuan Cheng looked at Kongkong's palm, and his gaze fell into her eyes, "I thought Brother Mo was very capable of conquering people's hearts, and when he climbed up, someone would die for him."

"Thank you for being so respectful of me." Mo Zi looked back with a smile, "Let's not say what you said is true, I don't want anyone to die for me at all."

"It's easy to say." Yuan Cheng put his hands back into his sleeves, and walked into the woods again.

Regarding Quanzhong, Mo Zi actually wanted to ask a lot, but couldn't ask.When Yuan Cheng left Dazhou, he was still a five-year-old child, and these acacia trees have been around for at least 20 years, so it is impossible for him to arrange them later.The monument is very clean, the grass is very neat, and the forest is very beautiful, which shows that a lot of thought has been spent on it.Is there anyone else in the Yuan family who survived like him?

"Xishan Tingquan. Yuan Cheng, what appointment do you have next time, can you tell me the whole story? If I am not stubborn sometimes, I have just climbed to the middle of the mountain, and I plan to go back the same way. If you let your pigeons go , you can't blame me." Mo Zi can't complain otherwise, but she can still say a few words about this matter.

"Let me go? Do you mean breaking an appointment?" These words are interesting.

Mo Zi smiled, nodded and said yes.

"You seem to often say some interesting sayings." As soon as the pigeon was released, people waited in vain.

Mo Zi naturally couldn't say that she came back after a thousand years, so she had to pretend to be modest, "I think it's more vivid, so everyone can understand."

The Acacia Forest is actually not that big. After walking for a while, I saw a white cloth forming a screen and forming a circle.Walking around the cloth screen, you can see a flat grassland, the grass is shorter than the spring tomb, as if covered with a thick layer of velvet.There are three mats on the grass, and there are desks with tiger feet on the mats.There was a jug and wine glasses on a table, which should be Yuan Cheng's seat.

However, what attracted Mo Zi's attention was not these seemingly exquisite decorations, but a big drum in the center of the circle and a copper bell hanging on the tree.Thinking about it, the sound of ding-dong came from these two things.

"Is this what you call good intentions?" Mo Zi pointed to the drum and the bell, "In order to create the effect of listening to the spring, and you are not afraid of being heard by others." Let people find out that there is a family of traitors buried behind the west mountain , Yuan Cheng's good luck will come to an end.

"Haven't you ever heard of ghosts facing west from the west wind in the west mountain? The scenery on the west mountain is desolate, with monasteries and monasteries, and only poor villages at the foot of the mountain. Don't say that there is a windshield behind the mountain, and if someone really hears it, it's just a ghost and can't be avoided. Do you think Is everyone the same as you? Ninety out of one hundred will not even look at this barren mountain. Nine out of ten will turn around when they reach the middle of the mountain, and one will look at the top of the mountain and feel disappointed. Come back." Yuan Cheng sat down in front of the table with wine, and sure enough he had already started drinking alone.

As soon as Mo Zi sat down, two women came out from behind the white screen, wearing identical light yellow willow skirts, with lotus steps lightly moving, with flowers on their brows, graceful and graceful, but their appearance was very ordinary, the kind that you would forget once you saw it .

One of the two put the wine pot and wine glass, the other served snacks and poured wine, then they knelt beside Mo Zi without saying a word.

Mo Zi glanced left and right, thinking that it should be reliable to be able to appear here and now, but these two people seem to be too ordinary, with no special features at all, where does Yuan Cheng's trust in them come from?

Take a sip of wine, the fragrance of peach is overflowing.Look at the dim sum again, Yansi Bicao.

"Yuancheng, these are—" Wangqiulou's wine, Wangqiulou's desserts.

"I borrow flowers to offer Buddha, but I don't know where to borrow them?" Yuan Cheng picked up a snack and looked at it carefully, "I think you should like it."

Mo Zi didn't look at it, picked one up, put it in her mouth, and said while eating, "Just tell me you know that Qiu Sanniang opened it with money. To be honest, some things are really delicious, although other things have been cooked recently. There are also imitations in restaurants, but they don’t look like them. It’s not that the materials are wrong, but that the method is wrong. However, Yuan Cheng, now that Xishan has come and Quan has listened, don’t play tricks on me. I’m curious. Why choose this place to say something?" If there is a ghost, his whole family will be the audience.

"I don't see you for some time, let's chat casually." Yuan Cheng raised the corner of his mouth.Although he has been smiling slightly, but this time there is something tricky about his smile, an indescribable trick. "I just want it to be quiet here."

Just want to be quiet?Tie Mozi also hooked his lips, put on a serious face with eyes open and talking nonsense, "Master Yuan has a good eye." He chose to chat on the top of his family's grave.

"As long as Brother Mo likes it." As soon as she called him Mr. Yuan, he would call her Brother Mo, without ambiguity at all.

Mo Zi took a deep breath, and exhaled deeply, "Yuan Cheng—"

"Prince Jing's Mansion may have found out about your climbing the wall." Don't be angry, isn't he just chatting?

Well?Mo Zi was stunned, speaking in a calm manner, "I finally found out that General Xiao, I mean Young General Xiao, was really slow to react. He led troops to fight, did he like siege warfare? It took him a year and a half Set, make people tired and have to surrender?"

Yuan Cheng held the tube in his hand and put it in front of his mouth to cover his smile, "Young General Xiao is useless without your words. Maybe he is a person who only cares about the front line, so he is a little slow to deal with things like the fire in the backyard."

"Where is the fire in the backyard?" Is climbing the wall called fire?Smoke at most.

"In short, if you go back, you have a plan in mind. It's also possible that once you go back, you won't be able to get out." If he were Xiao Wei, he would try his best to prevent Mo Zi from slipping out of other people's houses, especially this other people's house The surname is Yuan.

Mo Zi had long been prepared for this kind of thing to happen, "Don't be afraid, even if he knows that I have left your house and raised the wall, then I will dig a hole. Cats have cat holes, and mice have mouse holes."

Did you say that?Yuan Cheng laughed, and drilled a hole if he didn't climb the wall?

"And Xiaoyi. Even if the two young masters of the Xiao family found out how I got out, they couldn't find out how she knew martial arts. The worst thing is, I'll ask her to tip you off, please save me and escape." .” Now she has a very powerful helper.

"Well, it makes sense." Yuan Cheng ate a piece of snack, his brows stretched, and he added after eating, "Although I don't know how to dig holes, I'm pretty good at tearing down walls."

This kind of thing is called nothing. If you make a big splash, you don't need to bother climbing the wall and digging holes. People directly tear down the wall.That’s right, those who have been high-ranking officials at any rate, or they don’t do it, and if they do it, it must be a sensation.

"However, if the Xiao family changes the place where your master lives, it should be of no use to tear down the wall. After all, there seems to be only one wall adjacent to the Yuan mansion and Xiao manor. Put you in the middle, and there are many masters in Jingwang's mansion." , I'm afraid it may not be feasible to ventilate the news."

Mo Zi gave this crow's mouth a headache, this person is still black in white clothes.

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Chapter 228

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