Female General (II)
Logically speaking, Chu Mo naturally understood the suspicions of the two, but as smart as he was, he kept pretending to be stupid and was reluctant to confess.
"Why are you always interested in me?" He picked up the soft rice with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. "Isn't the most important thing now to get close to Gou Su?"
Even so, they couldn't even take care of themselves, so they shouldn't have the time to care about Chu Mo's confusing past.
But, it's purely out of curiosity.
The more mysterious it is, the more puzzling it is.
But since they had nothing to refute, they had no choice but to keep silent.
Xiao Lin thought, since he didn't give them a chance, then they would go find it themselves.
Before leaving, Tong Huan said that the Wang family wanted to harm Qian Li. Since Qian Li was extraordinary to Chu Mo, he would not let him fend for himself.
Sooner or later, he would go find him.
When he set off, they would follow quietly.
Therefore, the three people at the square table were silent, out of tune with the noise around them.
After lunch, they packed up their bags and continued on their way. After walking along the street for a while, Xiao Lin was able to catch a glimpse of the Liuxiangju sign again.
That plaque carries a lot of memories for the two of them.
It begins here and it will end here.
When Chu Mo was away, someone else took charge of the overall management of Liu Xiangju. The owner must have gotten used to this elusive boss and didn't need Chu Mo to intervene at all. He could manage the teahouse in perfect order by himself.
So when Chu Mo and his group returned, he immediately handed over the account book: "Boss, this is the income during this period of time."
Chu Mo nodded slightly in thanks, then stuffed the account book into his sleeve pocket, lifted the door curtain and walked straight to the backyard.
Xiao Lin didn't have much stuff with him, so he simply slung his bag over Mu You's shoulders. He then pulled out an apron from behind the counter, put it on, rolled up his sleeves, and walked to the guest table. "Sir, would you like something to drink?"
She put on a smile naturally, trying her best to be friendly and flattering, but she couldn't warm Chu Mo's heart.
After he answered the bedroom, he leaned against the door, and his left hand, which had been hidden for a day, finally fell off his long sleeves and was exposed to the air.
After gathering a beam of light, the palm of the hand dispersed into spots of light in the blink of an eye and disappeared into dust.
He looked unusually flustered, staring at his trembling fingertips without saying a word.
At that time, the wind blew through the forest, blowing the heat through the fallen leaves and bringing dusk without anyone noticing.
Gou Su went to the palace to report and handed over the enemy heads. It took him a lot of effort before he had time to return home to rest.
Previously, the emperor had given her a mansion in Tianling.
Unfortunately, having lived on the battlefield for many years, accompanied by swords and guns, her home had already been settled in the camp, and this mansion was just a temporary place to stay when she returned to Beijing to pay homage to the emperor.
"Achou! Achou! I'm back, Achou!" As soon as the red door opened and before he stepped onto the bluestone steps, Gou Su shouted impatiently into the mansion.
Fortunately, I didn't have to shout a few times before a man came walking towards me with his head bent against the orange light.
He was dressed in linen and walked cautiously, with dried mud on his cuffs. After wiping off the oil stains on his body, he stepped forward and took the red tasseled spear from her hand.
Gou Su tilted the gun barrel and asked smoothly: "Have you eaten?"
"I've eaten it." Ah Chou smiled slightly with his neck tilted, then hugged the spear to his chest.
Gou Su strode past Ah Chou, his hair flying. He suddenly turned around and leaned forward slightly: "By the way, did you change your mask?"
Achou nodded, and the mask that covered half of his face shook.
"Yes, it looks good." Gou Su straightened his back again and strode towards the lobby in a carefree and unrestrained manner. "Please prepare a jar of wine for me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the red silk at Gou Su's waist flew up into the air, and he walked around the corridor with ease.
When she had just turned half an inch, Ah Chou's voice suddenly rang out: "General, today is your birthday, why don't you go for a walk in the street?"
"Birthday?" Gou Su paused and folded his boots. "Is today my birthday?"
"Yes, how could I forget your birthday?"
Indeed, everything about Gou Su was engraved in Achou's heart.
In the more than ten years that he had been with her, had he ever missed her birthday, missed her return to the court, or missed the good news from her from afar?
She had long been his world.
But she didn't know.
Gou Su pursed his lips and rolled his eyes before responding, "In that case, let me change out of this martial arts robe and then go with you."
"Okay." Achou smiled gently, dispelling the murderous aura that permeated Gou Su's body.
In a few moments, Gou Su swiftly took off his mud-stained robe and put on another set of convenient sleeve-covered clothes.
There was never a trace of a ruqun in her wardrobe, and she only had a few sets of clothes.
Thanks to Achou's good care, each of these military robes looks as bright as new.
But then again, although dressing like a man is convenient, it will ultimately confuse one's identity.
If I hadn't been able to see her pretty face clearly in the candlelight, I would have mistaken her for a handsome young man from a distance.
But Gou Su doesn't care, she just wants to be free and follow her heart.
As dusk fell, the bluestone slabs still emitted the residual heat of the day, and lanterns along the street lit up one after another. At first, the colors could not be seen clearly, but as the night deepened, they were bright enough.
But today is definitely not a festive day. As the curfew is approaching, people in the market are packing up their stalls, but the streets are still crowded with people.
The cloth shop clerk squatted on the faded paint threshold and ate pickled plums, while the Hu merchant rolled up his felt sleeves and leaned against the railing to drink cold milk.
Behind the curtain of the tavern on the right, someone was playing the pipa. The sound of the strings mixed with laughter and noises floated into the air, but was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a drum in the shadow of the locust trees in the distant streets.
The gate of the square was about to close, but a gecko on the eaves suddenly jumped across the black tiles, attracting Gou Su's alert eyes.
The battlefield is ever-changing, and she developed a keen sense of hearing and eyesight early on, and her attention would be caught by the slightest movement.
Gou Su walked with steady steps, his black hair tied up at the back of his head with a scarlet silk ribbon, looking handsome and heroic.
After taking a few steps and squeezing through the crowd, she looked around and couldn't help muttering, "Tianling Street is still the busiest..."
Achou carried the basket and hid from the crowd to count the items in the basket - in addition to a few packages of cakes, there were also many bamboo woven items.
Perhaps because there is only boring yellow sand outside the Great Wall, there are many such novel devices in Gou Su's mansion.
Although she couldn't play with it for long and couldn't take it to the border, fortunately there was Ah Chou in the mansion who could help her take care of everything.
"General..." Ah Chou was accidentally pushed aside by a crowd of people and was knocked on the shoulder by a cloth-clothed man. He stumbled, "That's the noodle stall I was talking about. Let's go and get a bowl of noodles before they close, right?"
Gou Su walked in front, raised his chin, and a sign came into view.
"Okay." She answered quickly and walked straight away.
Gou Su never liked grand celebrations and usually stayed at small stalls. Knowing her preferences, Achou went to the stall early in advance and found a stall with an excellent reputation for her.
A dim paper lantern hung under the green cloth tent. The old man running the noodle stall had a towel draped over his shoulder. After wiping the sweat from his forehead, he shook the freshly rolled wide noodles into the pottery pot filled with boiling water.
In addition, there were freshly cut yokan and pickled crisp celery wrapped in oil paper on the desk, and a stack of coarse porcelain bowls were placed next to the stove. In addition, the fire on the stove licked the edge of the black iron pot, steaming the fennel leaves drying in the bamboo tray until they wilted and curled up.
"Boss, give me two bowls of vegetarian noodles!" Gou Su waved his clothes, blew at the table and benches, pressed the golden knife on the bench with his backhand, and sat down directly.
There were three or five peddlers sitting next door, and Gou Su glanced at them subconsciously.
They were seen slurping soup noodles with garlic cloves when suddenly a cool breeze blew over the wall of the village, carrying the night air with the aroma of fermented glutinous rice wine and mixing with the distant night watchman's gong.
Before curfew, carriages and horses hurried across the cobblestone road, and the lantern light reflected in the noodle soup shattered into stars all over the bowl and dissolved in the oil.
Achou arrived late, put down the bamboo basket that had been hanging on his shoulder for a long time, and casually touched his arms.
It would have been fine if I hadn't touched it, but once I did, I was horrified by the empty palm.
He quickly searched left and right, taking out the items in the basket one by one, but he couldn't find what he wanted.
"What's wrong?" Gou Su poured a cup of tea and brought it to his lips to moisten his throat.
"It must be that guy!" Ah Chou froze for a moment, then suddenly shouted at Gou Su, "My purse must have been taken away by that guy who bumped into me!"
What? He dared to rob the general's purse? This little thief must have been really bold!
Gou Su was also very impatient. When he heard what Ah Chou said, he immediately jumped up from the stool, took two steps, and moved very fast.
At this time, Xiao Lin and Mu You happened to go out together to buy some fruits for the shop.
"That's all." Xiao Lin pushed the basket toward the vendor and pulled out a purse from his waist. "How much is it?"
"Five cents."
Mu You then took out five copper coins.
After handing the copper coins to the vendor, the two men sorted the fruits and vegetables in the basket.
Logically speaking, the two of them shouldn't have gone out to buy vegetables after sunset. After all, the vegetable vendors would have all gone back by then, and they wouldn't be able to choose good vegetables.
Maybe it was because the weather was too hot, the vegetables I had just bought seemed to be wilting.
"Hurry back and put these vegetables in the cellar, otherwise they will go bad." Mu You shook the large basket on his shoulder, then bent his legs slightly to allow Xiao Lin to fiddle with it.
Seeing that the fruits and vegetables in the basket were too heavy, Mu You's half-bent knees began to tremble. Xiao Lin didn't want to be too meticulous anymore, so he quickly took the peaches to the top and patted the basket. "Alright, alright, let's go back."
Until Xiao Lin's figure appeared in the corner of his eyes, Mu You immediately understood the order, grabbed the shoulder strap, straightened up, and quickly followed.
After paying off my debts and having some free time, I am now back at Tianling with new debts to settle.
Damn it, I’m so unlucky.
Are those days when they are so tired that they fall asleep immediately going to hang over their heads again?
He was already very annoyed by the failure of his confession, and Mu You thought about the endless chores he would have to do when he got home, and he couldn't help feeling annoyed by the heat.
The moment the two turned around, a cool breeze broke through the heat and brushed across Mu You's forearm.
Just as Gou Su turned and passed by the two of them, her clothes rustled and the golden knife at her waist shone coldly in the gradually rising candlelight.
She stared at the gray shadow that was slipping along the wall towards the West Market. Her boot soles rolled over the half-dried vegetable and fruit juice stains on the bluestone slabs, and her teeth were clenched so hard that the veins behind her ears popped.
As he passed by, the hem of his clothes accidentally hit Mu You's calf. He turned around and looked at Gou Su's back.
However, he hadn't expected it to be Gou Su, his attention was drawn to something else instead—
The guy didn't stop yet. When Gou Su found his trace, his dirty hands were still wandering around an old woman's waist.
Mu You didn't have time to think about it, and his chivalrous spirit led him to run forward first.
"Damn it." Gou Su gritted his teeth and pressed forward, his palm already on the hilt of the golden knife, about to pull it out.
Suddenly, a white shadow flashed from the corner of her eye, and then there was a loud "bang" and the little thief fell to the ground in front of her.
Mu You was carrying a large basket on his back, and no matter how hard he tried, he was still two steps late.
"Little thief," a wide sleeve carrying hot wind swept across the thief's face, directly covering his eyes, then clamped his wrist and threw him onto the blue bricks, and pressed his knee against his back, "Where can you run?"
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