Legend of Hua Buqi

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The clouds are full and the world is gray.

The long whip had a whip in the air, and the coachman slammed it off.

The thick cyan cotton car curtain opened, and Moruofei looked slightly tired and got off the car.

He was busy all day long. After dealing with the matter of the money bank, he hurried to see the flower floor prepared for the Ming Yen Festival. He was really happy when he remembered that he had settled with Bubu. She hasn't been out of the house yet, should she be happy tomorrow? There seemed to be a thrilling eyebrow in front of me. Mo Ruofei smiled and told the sword to say, "Tell my wife, I will go to dinner after dinner."

Jian Sheng looked at him with a distressed response and flashed into the inner courtyard.

The lamp was already in the yard. Moruofei's residence was next to the two doors, and the study was arranged in the west room of the main hall, so that he could handle affairs at any time.

He walked to the study and stopped a bit, thinking of not discarding any books he hadn't read. Guessing the word puzzle at the lantern festival and guessing the idiom was not good for couplet poems.

"If you don't learn nothing, you'll just be fooled, and you won't be able to guess if you're going to be bored." Mo Ruofei couldn't help smiling when he thought of his stubborn face and stubbornness.

Crossing the back profile, he stepped into the yard. Jiaxin and Bingbing leaned against the door and watched him come back. They glanced at each other with a chuckle, and waited for Morofi to wash and change clothes.

"It's still comfortable at home!" Moruo Fei applied a hot towel to his face, changed his clothes, and stretched his arms comfortably.

Meals have been set on the outside table. Seeing a dish of gallbladder carving drunken chicken, he remembered how he would chew the chicken legs into bare bones without giving up. Mo Ruofei ordered a little drunken chicken and said: "Take this dish to Lingbo. If Master Watch has eaten, please invite him to drink."

Bingbing responded and put the drunk chicken into the food box and carried it out.

Mo Ruofei waited for Yunlang to drink, got up and sat on the Taishi chair on one side, closing his eyes. Jiaxin walked thoughtfully, rubbing his temples gently with his fingers.

Under the light, the handsome face exudes infinite charm, and Mo Ruofei closed his eyes to show a smile of enjoyment. Jiaxin looked at his straight nose bridge, his fingers slipping uncontrollably.

Mo Ruofei stretched out his hand to catch her hand and smiled: "Good Jiaxin, do you like my son's face or my money?"

"Son!" Jiaxin shouted at him strangely. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "The son always loves to ask this question. Knowing that the slave-servant has only a son in mind."

Mo Ruofei squeezed her face and said with a smile: "If the son I don't have this good skin, I'm not the young master of Mofu. The beautiful Jiaxin might not like it."

Hearing his words, Jiaxin's face was white with anxiety, and tears came out.

"Look at you, but make you laugh." Moruo Fei smiled and pointed at the teapot, said lazily, "Pour a cup of hot tea."

Jiaxin lowered his head and lost a smile on his face. Su lifted the tea in a cotton sleeve and poured tea silently.

Mo Ruofei sighed softly from behind: "Family and everything are good, women get more trouble when they get more. My son often goes to the blue house, but my wife will only marry one. Busy business is tired, I don't want to go back The family will also see wives and concubines competing for pets. You and Bingbing are also sixteen this year, and I will find a good man for you two and treat you like a sister. "

The teapot was put down a lot, Jiaxin took the tea and put it on the table, and turned his head and said: "No slave will marry, wait for the son and the young lady for the whole life!"

Moruofei sighed and sipped the tea ceremony: "You and Bingbing have followed me since childhood. Bingbing is afraid of the same thoughts as you. The two of you are looking forward to receiving you in the future. I will listen to you today and tell Bingbing back That girl, don't think about this road anymore. "

"Slave slaves can leave no place, just want to stay with the son!"

"Silly girl ..." Moruofei was scolding, and Bingbing came in panic, carrying the food container. Behind her was a pale aunt.

Moruofei's expression changed Huo Ran stood up and asked sharply: "What's wrong with Miss?"

Linggu kneeled to the ground, panicked, and said panic: "Miss is gone!"

"What is missing? Not good in the morning?"

Ling Gu anxiously said: "Miss came back in the morning, only stayed for a while and said she would go to see Master Yoshio and said that she would come back after dinner. She did not let anyone follow her, and the slave-in-law thought that Master Yoshii also lived in the inner courtyard. I didn't care about it. The girl Bingbing went to Master Watch first. When she delivered food to Lingbo Hall, we realized that Miss was not with Master Watch. "

Bingbing accepted the sentence and said, "Master, Master Young said that when Miss Chen left, she didn't go back to find him. After Master Master heard that his face changed, he went to Songlin alone to find the young lady."

"Ling Aunt, you go to inform Mo Bo and gather the nursing home to find someone!" What happened if you didn't give up? She went back to Lingbo Pavilion and said to go to Yunlang, the person disappeared. Was it really taken away this time? There was a long list of questions in Moruofei's heart.

Jia Xin silently fastened his cloak for him, thinking bitterly that the son had never been so anxious about himself and Bingbing. She glanced at Moruofei's beautiful face, and her heart was hot, feeling that she could stay with him for as long as she lives. She whispered: "Don't be too anxious, the young lady will be fine."

Mo Ruofei yelled, and suddenly asked Ling Gu: "Did she take anything when she left?"

Ling Gu quickly said: "The lady hugged her box and said it was for the young master."

Don't abandon the pottery bowl that looks heavier than life? She made up her mind to leave Mofu! Moruofei's head exploded with a buzz. Leaving at the hour, now is near unitary time. Four hours is enough for her to leave the capital! No, she will not leave. Mo Ruofei remembered that he did not abandon his first visit to Wangjing City and said that there are many people here and it is easy to beg for life. He turned around twice in the house: "Bing Bing, told Mo Bo to prepare a horse. Jiaxin, you go to Songlin and ask Master Master to meet me at the door of the house. Linggu, go back to Lingbo Hall and control those girls . Just as the young lady is still in the house, do n’t miss any news. "

Mo Ruofei and Yun Lang planned to quietly leave the house to find no one to abandon. Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival of Lantern Festival. I ca n’t see it and do n’t give up. How will the Seventh Lord respond? Moruofei was anxious.

When Mo Fu was anxious to find her, she was already holding the cloak of the lotus clothing guest, the golden box containing the pottery bowl, and the purse with gold melon seeds that Mo Ruofei rewarded her was walking on Wangjingcheng Street.

She only took away her belongings.

After rushing out of Yunlang's yard, he quickly ran into the pine forest and dug out the cloak of the lotus servant, and took away the pottery box containing the pottery bowl. She remembered the terrain road in the inner courtyard well, and secretly hid outside the small door beside the kitchen. After a while, the little guard who left the gate opened the door and fled out of Mofu.

Standing on the unfamiliar street, the people who came and went looked at her curiously. It is very striking for a little girl dressed in a rich lady of Jinyi to walk alone on the street without a follower without a maid. Without abandoning his head, he hurried away, and when he was far from Mofu, he saw the ready-made clothing shop and walked in. She changed the embroidered jacket skirt to a green cotton jacket, put on the car dealership, and hired a sedan to go straight to Dongcheng.

Wangjing City has a neat layout centered on the Royal Palace. With Suzaku Street as the central axis, it is divided into the east and west twelve squares. West Liufang is the mansion of the government and the nobility of the prince. East Liufang is home to courtiers, rich gentry and poor people. Nanxiafang in Dongliufang is the most prosperous business district.

In the middle of not giving up, I changed the sedan twice, and finally got off the sedan at Dashi Bridge, not far from Nanxiafang.

Wangjing City is the imperial capital, and public security is fairly good. When she asked along the way, there were enthusiastic people pointing. After passing Dashiqiao, I walked about a column of incense time and finally arrived at Nanxiafang in the evening.

It has not yet passed the fifteenth day of the first month, and the New Year tastes strong. At the time of the Lantern Festival, the various stores in Nanxiafang have not yet closed, and restaurants and tea shops are busy. The crowd of people on the street kept flowing. Yo drinkers, jugglers, and fortune-tellers squeeze the narrow streets into three points.

Do not abandon the cloak holding Jin Box and Lin Yike tightly, looking at everything excitedly.

At the moment she saw Yun Lang, she made a careful plan for her escape. Standing at the gate of Nanxiafangfang, her escape made a perfect ending.

She never thought of staying as Miss Mofu.

If Moruofei did not find her in the mountains. She would take Hua Jiu's pottery bowl and beg all the way to Wangjing.

Recognized by the Lord Linzhuang as a righteous woman, she knew that she would be sent to Wangjing. She decided to stay at work and go safely with Morrofi's car.

After entering Mofu, every time he heard about her future arrangements, she gave Buqi a strong desire to leave.

The original intention was not to use the crowds of the Lantern Festival to disappear in the crowd.

She thought about it, surrounded by the maidservants of Mofu and guarded by the nursing home. Moruofei was very careful, and she would rather let her sit on the flower tower during the Lantern Festival, rather than let her watch the lanterns with tourists on the street.

She also thought about continuing to stay in Mofu. After the Lantern Festival, she can slip away with frequent trips. But she was out of control. She didn't control her emotions and quarreled with her son Chen Yu. She could not tell whether Chen Yu would remind Mo Ruofei to be optimistic about her. Once Moruo Fei gave her a foot restraint, she would have no difficulty getting out.

Seeing Yunlang until today. Do not give up knowing that the opportunity is coming.

Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. She knows that Moruofei will visit the flower house built by Mofu after dealing with the bank. Moruofei will not stay in the house throughout the day. She is just a chess piece of Mofu. Mrs. Mo only needs her to stay in Mofu. She has been told not to give up. So Mrs. Mo will not send someone to come to her, and naturally will not find her missing.

Yun Lang was mad with her, and she ran away with him. Yun Lang will never catch up and apologize. He was not in a hurry to avenge his revenge, so Yun Lang would not go to Lingbo to find her. And the maidservants in the Lingbo Pavilion knew that she followed Moruofei to watch the master in the morning, thinking that she really came back to take things to see Yunlang. Not to give up the followers of the maidservants, especially the accompaniment of the smart Qinger. When she left, she told them that she would have dinner at Master Watch and then go back. She also pretended to be shy and excited, and the maidservants thought she liked the handsome young master.

This is how I won for the whole day for myself.

While wandering around in Mofu, she had noticed the small door next to the kitchen. She knew that the car that regularly served dishes to Mofu would unload the dishes at the door. Housewives also often enter and exit Mofu from the wicket. The New Year is not over yet, and from time to time there are sellers who come to sell. The wicket was accessed from time to time, and the guards were not strict. The little gatekeeper occasionally ran and joked with the kitchen girl. As long as she can wait, she will be able to wait until there is no one to open the door and leave the house.

In this way, I walked out of Mo House without giving up. She changed the car on the way to increase the difficulty for Moruofei to find her, and to earn some more time for herself.

Lanterns in Nanxiafang unknowingly lit under the eaves. Strings of stars illuminate hope that is not abandoned. Now Mofu should find that she is gone? Don't abandon the corner of your mouth to make a smug smile.

She silently recalled what Hua Jiu told her: "Wang Jing Nan Xia Fang, Xing Yuan Pawn Shop. Find Mr. Zhu."

What will be waiting for her? Staying in Mofu can enjoy a lifetime of peace and wealth, and staying in Mofu will always be at the mercy of others. Thinking of Yunlang's arrogance and thinness, without giving up his eyes with determination, he walked steadily.

The door of Xingyuan Pawnshop is small, and it looks like a very ordinary shop. The buddy was laying the door panel together, and the door was half closed.

Without looking up, he looked at the four large ink-drenched characters on the lintel, and after confirming that he was correct, he dared to go forward and said to the buddy, "Brother, I want to be a thing."

The man carried a door plank and snapped it from the card in the wooden trough, without looking back: "It's closed today, let's come tomorrow!"

After a night of delay, who knows if it will be found by Moruofei. Without rushing, he stepped forward and sat on the threshold. She said anxiously: "This elder brother. Excuse me, I'm in a hurry to use the money."

This is how the man saw a little girl in a green jacket. He doesn't look down on ordinary clothes, knowing that there will be no good things to pawn. He dragged her unhappy and pushed to the side to complain: "Who's girl is so ignorant. He said that it was inappropriate today."

A dim red lantern was lit under the lintel of the pawnshop door, casting a light and shadow. The half-covered pawnshop was dark and the shopkeeper had already left the counter. If Mr. Zhu could not be found today and was retrieved by Mo Fu, will she still have the opportunity to leave Mo Fu alone?

Do not give up anxiety, and knelt in front of the buddy and cried, "My father is ill, he is anxious to use money to grab medicine. Brother, please let me be your trouble! Good people have good news, you can do well. My father's illness can't be delayed ! "

She knelt on the muddy ground by passers-by, and looked at him pitifully. Tears of Spring also flowed outward, crying sorrowfully. The man sighed softly, "You get up first, little girl. I'll ask the shopkeeper."

Don't give up a sigh of relief, standing at the door and waiting for news. After a while, the man came out and asked, "What do you do, little girl?" The shopkeeper said, the account has been closed, and he cannot write a ticket.

"I, I'm a dress, don't be a ticket." Of course, I refused to take the pottery bowl like this. I saw the cloak in my hand and came up with an idea.

The man's face sullenly said: "How can we do not write a **** ticket? Our Xingyuan pawnshop is a serious one. Tongsuo has no bullying."

"I need money urgently. Will you let me see the shopkeeper? I'll beg him."

"I can't be the master. You go!"

Do not give up seeing bitterly and pleading for uselessness, sitting on the threshold **** away. She cried mournfully holding the pottery bowl and cloak: "If I can't get the money home, my mother will die in a hurry. My dad may not live tomorrow! I won't go, I won't go if I die!"

The guy couldn't take her, and went into the back hall again. After a while, he walked out with half a hang of money and said, "The shopkeeper said, for the Chinese New Year, you don't need to be clothes anymore. Take the money and go."

She wants to see the shopkeeper, doesn't she really want money! The buddy blocked the door, and she couldn't rush in. I want to open my throat and shout Mr. Zhu, but I am afraid of being heard. Don't give up in a hurry. She can open the shop again tomorrow, and overnight, what will happen to her, she has no idea.

The man stuffed the fifty-character money into his hands and said, "The shopkeeper's kindness, you took the money and quickly got the medicine!"

Without thinking about it, I took out the snow-covered cloak of Lian Yike, and quietly picked up a lump on the cloak and wrote the three words of Mr. Bamboo on the cloak. She hoped that Mr. Zhu would see these three words on the cloak. He gave up his cloak and said seriously: "Thank you for the shopkeeper. I can't take the money for nothing. I left this cloak to die."

The man picked up this dirty and wet cloak, and knew by his tentacles that the clothes were excellent. His face changed again: "Little girl, did you steal it ?! How can you have such a good cloak since you are poor? If you are from your own home, how could it be as if you were fishing out of the water?" Yes? The shopkeeper kindly gave you half the money, but you tainted us with thieves! To tell you the truth, where did you steal it from? "

He raised his voice, attracting passersby to gradually watch. The more people who have seen her, the greater the chance for Moruofei to find her, and she is not anxious. Raising her hand and throwing the half-hanging copper coins to the ground, she ran into the pawnshop with a cat's waist while holding the cat box while the buddies ran out to pick up the money.

There was a row of counters taller than her in front of me, and there was a door blocked by a cotton curtain on one side. She didn't abandon the sound of the dude stomping and chasing in. She was determined and lifted the cotton curtain to run in.

There is a small courtyard outside the box, and the man chased in without running away from the forefoot. Anxious in her heart, she shouted: "I'm looking for Mr. Bamboo! Is Mr. Bamboo present ?!"

With a tight neck, the guy grabbed her by the collar and scolded her: "Your thief actually dared to break into the inner courtyard! Let's see the official!"

Without abandoning him with only toes on her feet, she struggled and shouted: "Mr. Bamboo!"

The door of a house in the yard was opened, and the shopkeeper finally spoke: "Ada, let her go."

The man let go of his hand and said respectfully: "It's quarreling with the shopkeeper. She refused to take the money away and insisted on being the clothes. There is something wrong with this cloak, I am afraid it was stolen."

"I didn't steal!"