Mo Pingjian can't believe staring at small nine: "you didn't joke with brother?"

"Why do I want to make fun of you? What Mo Xiaojiu promised to do naturally needs to be done. Anyway, everyone wants to get married sooner or later. Don't you also say that grandma likes ah Rui, why can't I get engaged with him?"

"Well, there's nothing wrong with it, but how can I listen to you so casually?"

"Starling, you are really strange. Do I have to swear anything?"

"That's not necessary," Mo Pingjian scratched his head. Some of them didn't know how to explain their troubles to Xiao Jiu. Seeing that Xiao Jiu's eyes blinked and blinked and his face was confused, he simply said, "in this case, let's do it first. If there are problems in the future, we can think of a way."

"What's the problem?" Small nine don't understand looking at Mo Pingjian, don't want to understand this matter in the end what is worth starling so worried.

Mo Pingjian glared at her, bit his teeth and said: "no problem, no problem at all. You can do whatever you want."

Small nine one listen to this words immediately relieved, but don't know Mo Pingjian heart plan is in the future, if small nine repent, big deal their brothers with Dongping county government tear face, is to do Cheng Mingrui that boy, also can't aggrieve small nine is.

After thinking about this, Mo Pingjian's heart was smooth. He was relieved that he didn't take the marriage seriously. He never showed any dissatisfaction in front of the old lady and Cheng Mingrui.

In the twinkling of an eye, it's new year's Eve. Xiao Jiu and others eat new year's Eve dinner and sit around the carbon stove. Small nine is a restless, sweet potato, rice flower these things are fed up with, so try to let the blacksmith of the village to give a small pan, now is frying yellow rice cake on the carbon stove.

Yellow rice cake is a necessary food for mojiazhuang people to celebrate the new year. It is a kind of cake made of yellow rice and sweet jujube. It is hard when it is cold, and it will become soft when it is fried in the pot for a while. It is very sweet. Small nine fried rice cake will be divided into several pieces, everyone you eat and I chat, listening to the crackle of firecrackers outside and the cheers of children, small nine and Mo Pingjian look at each other, feel here is not Kyoto's lively and festive.

Kyoto is very big and bustling, but it's just because there are too many people. On the contrary, there is no such simple and festive atmosphere. Thinking that he will return to Kyoto in the near future, and that there will never be such a quiet and leisurely day in the future, Xiao Jiu suddenly understands why the old man would never forget such a village before he died.

In March, with green grass and clear water, ladies in Kyoto take off their heavy winter clothes and put on their elegant spring clothes, competing to go out of the city for an outing.

Willows dance in the spring breeze and apricot flowers are reflected in the spring water. On the banks of the river in the suburb of Kyoto, ladies are as light as swallows and smiling as flowers, attracting a lot of young men's eyes.

Just at this time, a young man in white riding a horse across the levee, saw the horse galloping, the light dust on both sides of the saddle took off, the young man on the horse was tall and upright, and his bearing was extraordinary, which attracted the attention of many ladies and made many young men envious.

A young man stared at the boy in white, then suddenly exclaimed: "Mo Qilang, that man is mo Qilang, Mo Pingfang!"

"Mo Qilang? Doesn't he never take part in this? How come all of a sudden? "

"You're talking about Mo Pingfang, captain of longjiawei?"

"What captain? Mo Pingfang is now the general of the dragon's armour guard Zuo Lang, and the saint's dependents are in full swing! "

Just as all the young people were talking about the identity of the young man in white, they suddenly saw another light horse galloping by. Someone exclaimed, "is that the prince of Qi“ How is that possible? What is the status of the prince of Qi? How could he go out of the city alone without an attendant

"But just now that horse is indeed the Ziliu horse of King Shizi of Qi. There is only one horse in Kyoto. How can I admit my mistake?"

"When you say that, it seems that the horse was really the son of king Qi."

"No way. King Shizi of Qi is now in charge of household manufacturing. It's said that government affairs are so busy that he has no time to drink flower wine. How can he go out of the city when he has time?"

Just as people kept talking about Mo Pingfang and Li Yuanjia, a carriage came into people's sight. A lady exclaimed in disbelief, "is this Mo's carriage? Oh, my God, isn't it Moshan's book

As soon as I heard that the carriage might be a famous young Shangshu Mo Pingchu in Kyoto, all the ladies were not calm. In the eyes of Kyoto Women, Mo Pingchu is a man in heaven. He is beautiful, refined and talented. He is in a high position at a young age and loves his wife wholeheartedly. He is the husband of all women's dreams.

Such a person suddenly appeared here, is it with his wife out for an outing?

When the women thought of this, they could not help but squeeze forward and poke their heads out, trying to see the slightest bit of it through the gap of the curtain.

I saw the carriage moving slowly towards the front, gradually away from the sight of the people. Mo Pingfang and Li Yuanjia, who had been speeding by, came back slowly with a carriage.

People could not help but look at the ordinary gray cloth carriage with no logo. Someone couldn't believe it and muttered in a low voice: "are mo Qilang, Prince Shizi of Qi, and Mo Shangshu coming here to meet the people on the carriage?"

Immediately someone shook his head and said, "how can it be possible that anyone in the world can work? These people come out to meet each other?"

"That is, even the prince and princess, I'm afraid they don't have such a face."

"Can you see that this posture is clearly coming out to meet people?"

They talked and chased Mo's carriage forward one after another. Mo's carriage slowly stopped. The curtain of the carriage was lifted and Mo Pingchu, who was dressed in plain clothes, came out.

All the ladies could not help but exclaim, and countless pairs of pretty eyes were staring at Mo Pingchu's tall and handsome posture. For the first time, they found that someone could wear plain clothes so elegantly. What makes all the ladies' heart beat faster is that Mo Pingchu's face, which has always been cold and waveless, even shows a clear doting smile. His eyes are even softer, like the spring breeze, which makes people intoxicated.

A woman couldn't help murmuring: "who is in the gray carriage? How can Mo Shangshu treat me like this? If you look at me like this, I will die without regret. "

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