Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter 35: The Future of the Little Secret Agent
Volume 2: Lake of Winter Chapter 35: The Future of Little Spy
Green leaves fell from the branches and slowly fell on the precious wool blanket without making a sound.
Lu Chenjia quietly looked at the beautiful patterns on the wool blanket, and the lonely green leaf in the middle of the pattern. He didn't know what he was thinking. He was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "Between me and him."
The feelings of the world grow naturally like orchids in the valley. Why should I mention them deliberately? Do I want to prove it?”
Mo Shanshan replied concisely and directly: "He said this is called showing love, it is a manifestation of lack of self-confidence. I don't know what it is to show, I don't know why he said that, nor do you know what you want to prove, but I know orchids grow.
It is natural in the valley. When you move the flowers to me and carefully cut them, it will naturally no longer be natural."
She didn't say anything more, didn't say goodbye, and turned around and walked out of the screen.
Lu Chenjia stood up, and a faint dimness appeared in his eyes like autumn water. He looked at her back and said, "The hot tea you want to drink has not been served yet, so I'm in a hurry to leave? That's me
The intoxicating grass brought to you specifically from Taoshan. Remember that you liked to drink this one the most back then.”
Mo Shanshan paused slightly without looking back, and replied calmly: "Instead of a cup of tea, I hope to see you in the camp under the meadow, and then you can invite me to have a glass of white water."
Lu Chenjia held the little cut's hand and said in a low voice: "At the beginning, I didn't know you were in the camp, and I didn't think that those horse thieves could actually threaten you, if you really
When you encounter danger, do you think I will sit quietly in the carriage without paying any attention?”
Mo Shanshan reached out to hold the side of the screen and said, "I said this is not your and my sorrows, but the sorrows of the world. You can ignore the joys and sorrows of the outside world, but I can't do it and don't want to be that way.
the person.”
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The screen slid away, and the girl in white with a weak expression slowly walked out. She drank tea outside until she was full. The disciples of Mochiyuan stood up to greet each other, and the students of Tianyu Academy opposite also stood up.
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Mo Shanshan looked at Zhuo Zhihua and nodded slightly. His fellow disciples knew that during the conversation between the inside, the mountain master was not very polite to the idiot, and he suddenly felt that his chest was full of pleasure.
Ignoring the enthusiastic retention of the students of the Tianyu Academy, and even too lazy to explain the scene, the disciples of Mochiyuan stood up and walked out of this gorgeous tent proudly.
The sky outside the tent is high and there is no trace of clouds. The girl in white squinted her eyes slightly and looked at the sky. Thinking that Lu Chenjia finally lowered her head and was no longer noble. She really lost to herself. She couldn't help but feel that her heart was unobstructed and she realized that it was
This is called bullying, and I understand that the so-called revenge is not limited to pen and ink or fists.
Thinking of this festival, she looked back at Ning Que, who was standing quietly in the group of girls, and thought to herself that as a disciple of Tangguo Academy, she should have been sparse and magnificent, but why did she have so many delicate thoughts?
The girls from the Great River Kingdom returned to their camp and could no longer suppress their curiosity. They began to ask what the mountain master had said to the idiot. The tent was chattering and was very lively, and even Ning Que looked at her.
After Mo Shanshan was silent for a moment, he repeated the previous conversation.
"The sadness and joy in the world have nothing to do with her? Does the senior brother die under the meadow have nothing to do with her? It seems that in the eyes of this princess, we people in the turbid world, even a flower is better than that of His Highness.
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The Tmall woman held the box and said angrily loudly, "If this square box was a gift from Mo Chiyuan to Tianyu Academy, I don't know why she actually brought it back."
"That ecstatic princess seems quiet and gentle, but in fact she is in the world. This matter has little to do with her. If you want to be damned, it is the old woman who is still standing on the meadow and watching coldly
people."
Zhuo Zhihua shook his head, glanced at the box in the Tmall woman's arms, frowned and asked curiously: "What is this?"
"This is a secret weapon. Yesterday, Senior Brother Zhong and I spent 100 taels of silver to buy it from someone else."
The Tmall woman hugged the box tightly and said indignantly: "It's a pity that Senior Sister Shanshan refused to use it."
Mo Shanshan gently smoothed the paper on the desk with his right hand, and his hair fell from his ears, saying, "Although Chen Jia didn't say it, since I have taught her a lesson, why should I humiliate you again?"
Ning Que couldn't help but shake his head when he heard this. In the first day of his journey, in the matter he taught this book-in-law girl, there was the eternal truth that he must be beaten to death by beating people, and seeking justice against bullying.
Things like humans are not much different from beating people. Since you have to tear your face apart, of course you have to humiliate the other party until you die.
He looked at the book maniac who was about to start practicing calligraphy by the desk. He suddenly realized that since he entered the back mountain of the academy, he had been obsessed with practicing and had forgotten his pen and ink for a long time. Suddenly, he discovered another thing: since that day's tragic
After combing her hair for Shu Chi's hair in the camp workshop once, she kept maintaining this hairstyle, with her black hair simply tied behind her, and her fair and beautiful face was clearly exposed, making her look more and more graceful and innocent.
Zhuo Zhihua said to everyone: "In the afternoon, the temple convened a meeting to discuss the assistance to the royal court and the use of troops against the deserted people next year. Disciples of all sects must participate. Everyone should have dinner earlier and don't waste time."
The people of the grassland make a living by mutton, and there is no rice in their rice. Although the Wangting showed enough sincerity to the people from the Central Plains, the most expensive and small amount of rice must of course be given priority for the temple and the Tang army, so Mo
The lunch of Chiyuan disciples today is still oily mutton and mutton soup.
Even though they were making a fancy way, the mutton was still mutton. After leaving the blue waist sea, these girls had almost never eaten anything else. They ate too many fresh things at the Gemumu Conference yesterday, and looked at the plate.
I felt a little uncomfortable with the mutton.
Only Ning Que still eats seriously and meticulously. It is said that poor children are the first to be a family. Then when they are young, they encounter children who are not as good as life and death and are tortured by rare famine. They will never waste any food when they grow up.
While chewing slowly, his brain was also running quickly, thinking about other things. The horse thieves on the grassland came to kill together, which means that his identity must have been exposed. I just don’t know how much it has been exposed. Now, the court is in the palace.
How many people know their existence? The Tang camp in the east is full of elite cavalry from the northeastern border army. What is the relationship between General Shu from Chang'an City and Xiahou? According to the secret order before His Majesty left, once he made it clear
Identity, General Shu’s butt should sit aside next to his butt, right?
At this point, he still did not expect that the big dark horse was also a great possibility of his identity being exposed. It has to be said that the great Emperor and the chic Chunfengting Lao Chao, these two people knew countless people in their lives, but they were just used by Ning Que.
If he had a big problem, if he was to be a general, he would be able to cut all directions, but if he was a gold medal spy, he would be quite a failure.
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After lunch, she wiped her oily mouth clean. Ning Que took the slightly heavy square box from the Tmall girl and held it in his arms. Under the warm care of the winter sun, she walked towards the lively place near the royal court.
The Gemumu Conference gathered a huge crowd, and people naturally had business. The bustling grassland was where merchants gathered. In addition to selling goods from nearby tribes, there were also several brave Central Plains caravans. I don’t know what link they had opened up.
, and even came here with the negotiation mission of the temple.
The stuff in the box in his arms was a goods that a merchant from Yan State made a special trip to please Princess Shanyu. Last night, he paid a high price of 100 taels of silver, and even brought out the name of the flower slut, Lu Chenjia, which was extremely difficult.
Buy it in your hand.
Since Mo Shanshan didn't want to use this thing, he couldn't bring it back to Chang'an. Naturally, he couldn't bear to let it freeze to death on this cold wasteland, so he decided to go to the Yan State merchant to return the goods, even if it was only 80 taels.
Yes, although he is now an invisible mob in Chang'an City, he has such a large amount of 100 taels of silver, not to mention that he cannot report the bill to Sangsang after going back, even he himself will feel heartbroken.
However, before he could get there, he was stopped.
Listening to the footsteps gradually gathering around, looking at the Tianyu Academy student with a cold and proud expression in front of him, Ning Que couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, thinking that these people were Haotian's believers after all, and they didn't think they would look like it.
The gangster in the West City of Chang'an blocked the street like a gangster, then he pulled his sword and flattened it, so he did not move any action.
More than a dozen students from Tianyu Academy surrounded Ning Que in the middle. They stood loose, but in fact they blocked all possible escape routes. However, as Ning Que expected, these people did not rush up and beat him up.
Last, the proud Tianyu Academy student in front of him even bowed politely.
The student of Tianyu Academy said, "Can this senior brother Mo Chiyuan go to see someone conveniently?"
Ning Que completely believed that if he said it was inconvenient at this time, then it would be very inconvenient for the children to see what happened next. He was not afraid of anything, but he guessed that he could use so many students from Tianyu Academy to invite him.
The person I met should be the girl, so I followed her honestly with a smile.
On a meadow with green stars outside the camp, Lu Chenjia, the princess of the Moonland Kingdom, sat on a snow-white horse, raised her hand to signal everyone to avoid it, and there were only two horses left on the meadow.
She looked at Ning Que from a high place with a strange expression. After a long time, she said softly: "I have known Shanshan for many years. Although I haven't met for a while, I still have letters. What's strange is that today, I'm not here.
The book snob who talked to me in the tent seemed to have become another person.”
Ning Que didn't expect that the girl on the horse would start asking questions directly, and he couldn't help but feel a little sudden, and he didn't even have time to carefully see what the legendary beauty looked like.
Lu Chenjia didn't wait for him to answer, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "She said she learned a lot from someone. I'm curious about who that person is, so I took the liberty to ask you for advice."
Ning Que was slightly stunned and replied sincerely: "I don't know what your Highness are talking about."
Lu Chenjia raised his eyes and looked into the distance of the wilderness, without even looking at him, and said, "I don't know, when was there a male disciple like you in Mochiyuan, Dahe Country? Who are you?"
Ning Que clenched his fists and sweared bitterly in his heart that if His Majesty wants to be a spy after returning to Chang'an City, he would never meet stupid people again. Even if he rebelled, he would not hesitate to die, because then he might die slowly.
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(As soon as I relax, I feel sad. If I hadn't been kind enough to show the benefits tonight, I would have almost never written a word. I would have given one chapter of three thousand to make adjustments and will be the base of five thousand tomorrow.
In addition, I recommend the new book of the fattest fat man in the Northeast very seriously and focused. My classmate Ergen finally released the new book. After rebelling against the immortal, he planned to ask the demon. Everyone should trample on him soon, so there is no need to give him face.)