Chapter 340 Before leaving, go to the seventh floor
At this time, the atmosphere somewhere on the busy street was very awkward.
Of course, this is only for certain two Mochi students.
In the eyes of passers-by, the atmosphere was no different, except that the two men looked at each other across the street, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
Who knows if Wannian among the crowd saw him right or something.
This kind of thing is not uncommon in the mountains. Except for the occasional vague and understanding looks from some passers-by, it didn't attract much attention from people on the street.
Zhao Rong suddenly frowned and walked forward, "Brother Yiwu?"
Gu Yiwu retracted his arm around the beauty beside him without any expression, and said with an awkward smile: "Haha, Ziyu, what a coincidence, how come you..."
Zhao Rong interrupted directly and said righteously: "Yiwu, didn't you agree to go find out about Dali? Why are you here? Also, who is this girl?"
He spoke with a straight face while looking up and down at the beauty next to Gu Yiwu.
Gu Yiwu looked slightly embarrassed, took a step forward and touched the back of his head.
"Ziyu, brother... aren't you just trying to find out about Da Li? Oh, I forgot to introduce you. This is Yun Niang, the maid that brother bought recently."
He coughed and introduced to the slender and beautiful woman behind him: "Yun Niang, this is Zhao Ziyu. Brother Zhao is my classmate and friend."
Yun Niang glanced curiously at Zhao Rong, who looked decent and upright.
She bowed slowly and timidly said: "Hello, Mr. Zhao, my little girl is not lucky enough to have a surname. Just call me Yun Niang. I am from Dali at the foot of the mountain..."
Not long after.
On one side of the busy street, Zhao Rong nodded slowly after hearing Gu Yiwu and Yun Niang's explanations in turn.
He glanced at Gu Yiwu and couldn't help but conclude:
"So, you told me yesterday that you should carefully inquire about the situation and customs of Dali when you return. The last way you thought of was... to buy a divorced daughter in the Yaxing store on the mountain?"
That's it?
When Gu Yiwu heard this, the silly smile on his face immediately faded.
He waved his right sleeve and corrected him seriously:
"What's the tone of Ziyu? For my brother, this is a good idea. I suddenly realized it yesterday after thinking about it for a long time."
"Instead of asking people around and hastily seeking news about Dali, we might as well find a local from Dali and ask carefully."
Gu Yiwu sighed again and turned to look at the Dali beauty next to him who was being sold as goods on the mountain.
I don’t know what twists and turns of her life experience and bizarre encounters she has, just like a leaf of duckweed.
"Of course, what these black market gangs are doing makes me feel disgusted. But the current environment on the mountain is like this, and black market trading is unstoppable. This is also something that Youlan Mansion and Taizong should take care of. We are talking lightly and are on our own at the moment.
In addition, just try your best to do your own meager part.”
After being bought, Yun Niang, who had been trembling with fear, heard this, raised her sleeves to wipe her tears, and sobbed: "Thank you...Thank you, Mr. Gu, I will repay you like a cow or a horse, little girl."
Gu Yiwu waved his right hand, his face with thick eyebrows and big eyes slightly raised to the sky, with a solemn expression.
Looking at the upright Gu Yiwu in front of him, Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth and slowly moved his eyes down, finally landing on the burly man who was still resting on Yun Niang's slim waist and refusing to move away.
Above the left hand.
He shook his head helplessly, glanced at the Dali woman next to him who was very cautious in everything he did and said, and said casually: "Okay, Brother Gu can make up his own mind on these matters. Just don't delay the business."
Gu Yiwu, the 'savior of good women', nodded like a fool.
He grinned, glanced at Zhao Rong, and suddenly said: "Ziyu, aren't you taking the time to prepare for the ceremony of enshrining Zen? What are you doing here?"
Zhao Rong raised his brows slightly, pretended to look around, and took the opportunity to look inside the store next to him, and found that Xiao Qian'er had already finished buying things at some unknown time, and was standing in front of the store door, quietly watching and waiting.
At this time, Zhao Rong looked over and Zhao Qianer smiled.
In an instant, Zhao Rong gave her a look, and the little girl immediately understood. Although she was confused, she continued to wait quietly and did not come out immediately.
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Zhao Rong turned around as if nothing had happened and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Gu Yiwu the next second.
"Is Tzuyu going out to collect materials?"
Zhao Rong raised his eyelids and nodded obligingly.
Gu Yiwu sounded worried, "That's really hard on you, Ziyu, you have the heaviest burden."
He paused for a moment, looked at Zhao Rong's face carefully, frowned and said:
"Ziyu, I see you have some dark circles. Hey, they were not there yesterday. I wonder, did you work all night long again last night? That won't work. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Just relax properly.
need."
Zhao Rong's eyes opened slightly, what else happened? He forgot to look in the mirror when he got up in the morning...
He raised his hand, rubbed his face tactically, and coughed lightly, "Okay, okay, I'll pay attention next time. Thank you Brother Yiwu for your concern."
Zhao Rong looked around, ready to find an excuse to escape.
Gu Yiwu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suggested again: "I see everyone around Ziyu who is close to me, why don't I buy you a divorced girl as a maid, and let's save every extra one."
Zhao Rong kept talking, ready to refuse the free prostitution.
It was just a little girl who felt that her small job was about to be taken away and had a strong sense of crisis and desire to fight, but she was the first to be unable to bear it any longer.
Take a firm stand on certain things.
In a flash of lightning, Zhao Qian'er appeared on the field, jumped to Zhao Rong's side, and grabbed her uncle's frozen arm.
She wrinkled her little nose and looked warily at Gu Yiwu, Brother Rong'er's 'foolish friend'.
He said plausibly: "Who said Brother Rong'er doesn't have someone who cares about you? How can you open your mouth to see it? Brother Rong'er stayed at our Qinglian residence last night. Didn't he sleep with my young lady? Could it be that he slept with me?
Are you sleepy? Miss and I are not called his close friends?"
Gu Yiwu: “…………”
Zhao Rong: “…………”
Gu Yiwu was dumbfounded for a moment and took a closer look at the lively little girl that suddenly appeared.
He turned his head and looked at the shop behind Zhao Rong and Zhao Rong, then looked at Zhao Rong's arms held by Zhao Qian'er, and the faint dark circles on his face.
The burly man gradually came to his senses, especially the words that the little girl just blurted out. He chewed them carefully... Good guy.
Gu Yiwu's head was covered with black lines, and he looked at someone sadly.
Facing these strange looks, Zhao Rong blinked, his face not red and his heart not beating.
"Well, Brother Yiwu, I have something important to do, so I'll leave first. Tomorrow morning, at 1:15, we will gather at the Si Litang to collect the jade, and then set off to Dali together. Don't forget it."
He said a word with a normal expression, then took the proud little Qian'er who had just defeated a sudden attack and defended his job, and slipped away with oiled soles on his feet.
…
Zhao Rong gave a big chestnut to Zhao Qian'er who was clamoring to go shopping.
He took the little girl, who was covering her forehead with her hands, into Linlu Academy and headed towards the library in Linlu Mountain.
Zhao Qian'er was like a lark along the way, chirping and asking questions.
For example, if Zhao Rong is asked to guess the name of her natal flying sword, if he guesses correctly, he will be told.
For example, after learning that the lustful burly man just now was going to Dali to take the exam with Zhao Rong, the little girl patted her chest happily and muttered that it was fortunate that she was going with her this time, so she could be with Brother Rong'er.
Be around to prevent him from learning bad things.
Another example is that Rong'er brother should stay away from this kind of bad friends in the future, and that the maids bought from outside are not as good as childhood sweethearts, and the lovely and incomparable maids are not as good as one ten thousandth.
Zhao Rong had no expression on his face, and finally took this little chatterbox to the foot of Linlu Mountain to climb the mountain.
Zhao Qian'er looked around and tugged at the hem of Zhao Rong's clothes, "Brother Rong'er, there are so many books here."
Zhao Rong didn't even look back, "Yeah."
Zhao Qianer was eager to try, "If you light a fire, wouldn't it be possible to burn it for a year and a half?"
Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched, he turned around, pressed her little head that was combed into cute fairy hair with his big hand, and said with a serious face: "Promise me, you are not allowed to act wild here."
He paused, as if thinking of something, and added, "Especially you can't use your natal flying sword to crash into the library like a fool."
Zhao Qian'er's eyes lit up, "Brother Rong'er, someone hit you with a flying sword?"
Zhao Rong nodded and said seductively: "Well, do you want to introduce me to you?"
Zhao Qian'er nodded her little head like a chicken pecking at rice, "Okay, okay."
Zhao Rong smiled and said: "Okay, next time I will let you get to know Li Xueyou, she..."
"Li Xueyou?" When Zhao Qian'er heard the woman's name, she interrupted with a straight face: "Brother Rong'er, I don't think there's anything to show off about going to the library. She seems so naive. Why do you know her? You...
You know her very well, well, don't be a weirdo again."
Zhao Rong did not comment, turned around, and continued climbing.
Zhao Qian'er was worried for a while, lowered her head and followed behind silently, tugging at the hem of Zhao Rong's clothes from time to time.
Zhao Rong had no choice but to say seriously: "Don't worry, he's not some weird person. Don't think too much about it."
Zhao Qian'er suddenly burst into laughter and said without admitting: "I didn't think too much and didn't say anything."
Zhao Rong was amused, smiled and rubbed her little head.
The little girl's mood was like that rainy day. In a blink of an eye, the rain stopped and the sky cleared up, and she became happy.
"Brother Rong'er, I have one more small question. I won't ask it again after I've asked it."
"what is the problem?"
Zhao Qian'er said with a serious face: "If the young lady and I fall into the water together, who will you save first?"
Zhao Rong: “…………”
After a stick of incense.
Zhao Rong and Zhao Qian'er arrived outside the library.
He raised his head and glanced at the dangerous nine-story building, then turned around and told Zhao Qian'er to wait outside.
Because a pass was required to enter the library, she did not have one.
Zhao Rong entered the building alone. He came to a library steward and said directly to him: "Is Yang Wuwei in the building?"
The middle-aged steward's expression changed, and he asked in a gentle tone: "Who is your Excellency?"
Zhao Rong bowed and said, "I'm at Mochi Academy, Suixingtang Zhao Ziyu."
The middle-aged steward nodded and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Mr. Zhao. Mr. Yang has informed us a long time ago. If you come looking for us, I will take you directly to the seventh floor. Please follow me."
Zhao Rong nodded and followed the steward up the stairs.
Along the way, Zhao Rong looked curiously and found that each floor of the library was independent, with corresponding staircases on the first floor.
The first four floors have the most people, and almost no one goes to the back floors.
Therefore, Zhao Rong followed the steward into the corresponding stairs leading to the seventh floor, and immediately attracted a lot of attention.
Zhao Rong climbed up the stairs, and after a while, he arrived at the seventh floor.
He was taken by the steward to a warm pavilion on the edge of a room on the seventh floor, and he raised his hand to knock on the door.
"Please come in."
A calm and gentle magnetic voice sounded.
The middle-aged steward left, Zhao Rong straightened his clothes, raised his hand and pushed the door open.
After many days, I went to this invitation on the seventh floor...