Love is More Than a Word

Bad comer III

After Gu She left, Tao Mo remained in the study room to practice.

Seeing that it was getting late, he hadn't meant to come out to eat, and Lao Tao couldn't help but knock on the door to enter the house.

Hao Guoguo watched the old Tao come in, thumped his right arm with his left hand, and threw his numb right arm, throwing his eyes at him for help.

"Master is not resting yet?" Lao Tao said.

Tao Mo raised his head and looked at the sky outside blankly, and said with a smile: "Unconsciously, it was so late."

Old Tao walked to the desk, and the first thing he saw was the copybook written by Gu She for Tao Mo. The italics written by Gu She is a little bit like the Yan body, and it is a little more wild and unruly than the Yan body, with a little casualness in the correctness, and the wind of everyone.

In contrast, the characters written by Tao Mo can only be reminiscent of children who have just learned characters. One stroke at a time, crooked, even the strength of the pen is not well grasped, let alone the style.

Tao Mo held the pen with great interest, "I think it feels a little bit, I want to practice for a while."

Tao Tao said: "The good words to be written are not the achievements of the day and night. Instead of putting all the blood into the tonight, the young master would rather have a long life and work harder."

Tao Mo listened, and his enthusiasm faded. She put down her pen and said yes again and again.

Lao Tao nodded in satisfaction when he saw him listen in.

After coming out of the study, the old potter's eyes swept the ground with some weird branches, walked over, bent over to pick them up and throw them aside, and turned back to the house.

There is already someone waiting in the house.

Lao Tao closed the door, and the man respectfully said: "Elder Lu."

"Um. There is news?"

"The evening wind was indeed killed by Huang Guangde." The humane.

Tao Tao said: "Oh? Why?"

The man said: "The specifics are not yet known, but it seems to be related to the rain."

"It's him again." Lao Tao frowned in disgust.

The man said: "Yu Yuxuan was sneaky at first. I heard that Zhang Bao received twice his money before he released him from Huang Guangde. After Huang Guangde knew it, he became angry on the spot, and then he repeatedly suppressed Qunxianglou. He also repeatedly abused the evening breeze with the rain. The evening breeze was unbearable, and he ran out while Huang Guangde was going to the banquet. After Huang Guangde knew it, he personally took the nursing home to pursue him and eventually shot him."

Tao Tao said: "But can there be other movements?"

The man said: "I heard that Huang Guangde can't stop and investigate the whereabouts of the rain in secret."

Old Tao pondered.

The man tentatively asked, "Do I need a subordinate..."

"Do you know who is behind Huang Guangde?"

The man was startled and said, "I heard that Huang Guangde claimed to be a student of Gu Xiang."

"Gu Xiang?" Old Tao Shuangmei frowned, and then opened it, "You check it for me, he has been dealing with Gu Xiang recently."

"Yes." After taking the command, the man simply turned through the window.

Lao Tao pondered in the room for a while before going out to invite Tao Mo to eat together. When he reached the entrance of the study, he found that the lights in the room were completely dim, and he recruited a servant.

The servant said: "The lord is out."

Tao Tao said: "Where do you know?"

The servant gave him a strange look and said, "I'm going to Gufu overnight at this hour every day recently."

"I know." Lao Tao returned to the room quietly, slowly turning out the nightwear that had not been used for a long time from the bottom of the cabinet.

Looking back on his way to the house, Tao Mo was in a mixed mood.

He looked at his right hand from time to time, repeating the moment he was grasped from scene to scene, as if the temperature of Gu She's palm remained on it.

Although she knew that Gu She did it unintentionally, she couldn't calm down.

It has always been thought that a person as indifferent as Gu She certainly does not like contacting people, and does not want him not to exclude himself.

Tao Mo got off the carriage and went straight to the hall.

Gu She really did him in the hall.

Gu Xiaojia saw Tao Mo rushing in, and as soon as he sat down, he was ready to move his chopsticks. He couldn't help saying, "Hand."

Tao Mo's hand stopped in the air and looked at him blankly.

Gu Xiaojia said: "Turn it over."

Tao Mo turned over his palm obediently, with a dark ink mark on his palm. He was stunned, his ears turned slightly red, and he just kept paying attention to the back of his hand, never paying attention to the ink on his palm.

Gu Xiaojia quickly brought clean water and soap to wash his hands.

Tao Mo felt that Gu She's eyes had always been stuck to his body, and he couldn't help being nervous for a while. After several washings, there were still light ink marks on his hands.

"Tomorrow will be fine." Gu She said.

"Huh." Tao Mo nodded casually, quickly drying his hands.

You can finally move the chopsticks.

I do not know whether it is intentional or unintentional, Tao Mo found that today the braised pork is in front of himself. He glanced at Gu She quietly.

Gu She looked back indifferently.

"Thank you." He whispered. After speaking, he felt that this sentence should not be said. In case this dish of braised pork is not deliberately placed like this, wouldn't it be too affectionate?

Fortunately, Gu She didn’t delve into it, but just said lightly: "You can't say anything."

Tao Mo bowed his head to eat.

The dining table is quiet.

Tao Mo was used to eating in a small bite and chewed slowly. Gu She basically had no sound when eating, and his expression was also faint. He basically tasted every dish of a basic table and could not see the likes and dislikes. He observed for a long time, and could not see Gu She's hobby.

After finishing the meal, Gu Xiaojia arranged the chessboard as usual.

Tao Mo first fell.

Gu She played the chess pieces, but did not rush, asked slowly: "How is the word practice?"

Tao Mo felt a sense of being asked about his homework by the Confucius, but this Confucius was different from the usual Confucius, which made him more pressured. He whispered: "Only 50 shots are practiced, which is not well written."

A slight surprise flashed in Gu She's eyes, and then said: "I will bring the practiced words next time."

Gu Xiaojia's eyes almost fell out.

The man in front of him clearly wears the son's face with his son's face, and raises his hands and throws his feet. They are also the son's style, but why does he think this person is so strange? Although he had never seen Tao Mo write, he was taunted that Tanyang County did not recognize Ding County Commander at first sight. Such a person's words, he imagined, he felt unsightly. Unexpectedly, the extremely high-ranking son would take the initiative to see, is this the lover's eyes out of Xi Shi?

...

Gu Xiaojia was stunned by the thought that flashed subconsciously in his mind.

Tao Mo?

Son?

How is this possible?

He patted his chest and comforted himself silently. The son was only interested in Tao Mo for a while, and felt that he had a destiny and had nothing to do with Xi Shi, let alone his lover! He accepts that Gu She's view of Tao Mo's eyes is one thing, and his love is another. In his mind, a person like Gu She should match the golden branches and jade leaves like a princess, or a wonderful girl as talented as Zhuo Wenjun. No matter what, she is also a peerless beauty. This Tao Mo... no matter which one is too far apart.

Hao Guoguo saw Gu Xiaojia standing aside and groaned with a frown on his face, patting his shoulder curiously, "What are you thinking?"

Gu Xiaojia was startled. When he saw him, he gave him a hard look. "What are you doing?"

"I'm asking what do you do?" Hao Guoguo said, "Don't leave yet?"

"Walk around, what's going on?" Gu Xiaojia stepped forward suddenly, standing beside the chessboard, staring at Tao Mo radiantly.

Tao Mo was staring at him uncomfortably and said awkwardly: "Is there anything on my face?"

"No." Gu Xiaojia said, "You just play chess. What do you do on your face? It's not a woman. Does your face look tight?"

Tao Mo was even more baffled by his robbery and had to bow his head to continue playing chess.

Hao Guoguo hit him hard with his elbow, trying to pull him out.

But Gu Xiaojia refused to move half a step.

The two pulled hard.

Hao Guoguo saw Gu Xiaojia's eyes sore with tears in pain, and let it go unconsciously. Gu Xiaojia didn't stand firm, and the whole person fell on the chessboard.

Fortunately, I haven't taken a few steps, but I bumped the coffee table into a violent shake.

"Are you all right?" Tao Mo got busy and helped him.

"It's okay." Gu Xiaojia hung his head, not daring to look at Gu She's face.

Tao Mo said in a round court: "It doesn't matter, I still remember these few steps." He stooped down to pick up the chess pieces, and set the chessboard again.

Gu Xiaojia secretly watched Gu She, seeing him with an unpredictable look, drumming straight in his heart.

Tao Mo looked at Gu She, who was holding Bai Zi in his hands, and reminded in a low voice: "It's your turn."

Gu She put the son back to the chess bowl and said, "Go back first."

Tao Mo's heart rose with a faint loss, and he grinned reluctantly: "Okay. You take a break early." He got up and looked at Gu Xiaojia.

At this moment, Gu Xiaojia didn't want Tao Mo to leave. He had a hunch that this ending would be more miserable than sleeping in the kitchen.

When Tao Mo and Hao Guoguo walked away, Gu She tapped the coffee table lightly, "What's the matter?"

Gu Xiaojia armored his grandson and bowed his head in dismay: "I was not careful."

Gu She knocked the coffee table hard.

Gu Xiaojia jumped with his body.

Gu She didn't speak, but the invisible pressure almost overwhelmed Gu Xiaojia.

"I, I'm just jealous that the son is too good for Tao Mo." Gu Xiaojia never dared to say what he just thought. In addition to being afraid of Gu She's rage, he vaguely worried that Gu She was not rage. The consequences of the latter are obviously much more terrifying than the former.

Gu She said: "Oh?"

Gu Xiaojia didn't seem to be so angry when he saw Gu She. He thought he accepted his excuse and hurriedly said: "The son not only taught Tao Mo to write in person, but also cared about his schoolwork, much better than me."

Gu She pondered: "Do you really think so?"

Gu Xiaojia nodded vigorously. Could it be that the son also noticed that he was not doing this properly and wanted to turn back? He thought happily.

Gu Shedao: "Is this the only place?"

Gu Xiaojia thought for a while and said, "The son also gave him food." But he couldn't envy this, because Gu She never ate with him at the same table. The rules in Xiangfu are big. Unlike Tao Mo and Hao Guoguo, as long as no one else is around, they gather at a table to eat.

Gu Shedao: "Continue."

Gu Xiaojia thought Gu She was introspecting himself, and immediately poured out all the words he had accumulated for a long time.

Including sending Tao Mo to the county government office in the early morning, helping him to siege, and accepting Sang Xiaotu without saying a word.

In this lecture, it was enough time to burn incense.

Gu She listened silently, his expression was not salty or light.

Gu Xiaojia had nothing to say before stopping. He looked at Gu She with his eyes shut and waited for him to say that I will have a lot of points in the future.

But after waiting for a long time, Gu She still did not say anything.

"Son?" he called tentatively.

Gu She slowly said: "Do you think I am good to him?"

"Of course it's good. It's really good, it's terrific." Gu Xiaojia didn't notice the almost invisible smile in Gu She's eyes, and said to himself, "It's better." Gu She's good It might seem nothing great to the others, but he has been with Gu She for so many years. Of course, he knows that this kind of person is not great. For Gu She, it is more than just looking at each other.

Gu She nodded in satisfaction, stood up and said: "This is fine."

...

Gu Xiaojia stared blankly at the back of his departure, and didn't look back for a long time.

Although Gu She's speech has always been profound, but there has never been a sentence like this... It's puzzled.

The next day, Tao Mo prepared to go to the county government office early in the morning.

Now he went to the county government not only to deal with official duties, but also to spend a little more time to practice words. Thinking that Gu She told him to show him the practiced words last night, he seemed to be burning flames in his heart, and he wished to progress a thousand miles, and immediately wrote a commendable good word.

He went out early, only the sky in the east half was faintly shining.

Hao Guoguo yawned and drove the car, but saw Tao Mo standing beside him. The sleepy sleepy sleepy woke up. He almost flew off the carriage and rushed in front of Peng Xiang, and said in a bad voice, "What are you doing?"

Pengxiang's eyes were red and swollen, and I wondered if he didn't sleep well or cried a lot, and looked at them with pitiful eyes.

Hao Guoguo said: "Your son-in-law has hands and feet, and there is a carriage on the eaves. What's so pitiful?"

Peng Xiang said: "The death of the late breeze master hit the son too much. The son cried all night yesterday, and the dripping did not enter. I am afraid that if he continues this, his body will not be able to bear."

Hao Guoguo sneered: "Longer this? It's better to wait until your son can't bear it any longer."

Tao Mo cast a disapproving look at him and said to Peng Xiang: "People can't be resurrected from death, but also please sorrow and sorrow. I and him are friends, but I don't know each other very much. I can only ask you to look after it."

"No! The young man has a deep affection for the adult. If the adult is out of the horse, he will surely make the young man see the sky!" Peng Xiang grabbed Tao Mo's sleeve, and the posture was as if Tao Mo said no, he immediately knelt down.

Tao Mo frowned in embarrassment.

Hao Guoguo couldn't stand it anymore and pulled his hands away fiercely. "If your son is so fragile, he can't survive hundreds of times as early as Qunxianglou! I think he just has nothing to do with the law!"

(End of this chapter)