MTL - Open the Simple Mode After Wearing the Book-Chapter 22 job hopping

When I returned to the General's Mansion, the sky hadn't completely darkened. After handing over the horse to the servants in the house, Wu You went back to the room and turned on the lights in the room.

Wu You's face was a little weird, listening to Zhao Qingzi's tone, she should have read this book too, she didn't know how she felt.

Putting down the doubts in his heart, Wu You continued to read, watching him gradually become fascinated.

The sky was completely dark outside, Wu You wiped his tears with a handkerchief, and cried out of breath.

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I don't know why I thought of Zhao Qingzi again, and shook his head, Wu You didn't think she would fall in love with someone as good as her.

The abuse was really unbearable, Wu You closed the book, put a page of paper where he had read, and put it away carefully. Then he undressed and went to bed, or if he exercised a little today, Wu You soon fell asleep.

After Wu You decided to get up.

After sorting herself out, Wu You read the storybook for a while, and felt her eyes were a little tired. She thought about going out for a walk, and doing something good by the way to improve her external image.

If you go out on horseback, it will be a little flamboyant. Wu You gave up the idea of ​​riding a horse and walked on the road alone.

Thinking back to what the original owner did, collecting protection fees with his friends, eating overlord meals, fighting and hurting people, all these are black history.

In fact, the original owner did these things because of poverty in the final analysis. Wu Zhan gave his living expenses for half a year and a half year. After all, he didn’t go home often. , went to grab it.

In any case, it is wrong to rob.

Wu You walked to a stall selling small accessories. The owner of the stall was an uncle. As soon as Wu You wanted to speak, he saw the man squatting down with his hands on his head and his voice was very panic: "Boss Wu, I am I really have no money, I have the old and the young, please let me go!"

Wu You stopped what she wanted to say, seeing that the man was trembling with fright, "Get up."

Wu You said this in a low volume and a gentle voice, but this person didn't seem to feel it, he jumped up like a spring, "Wu, what does Boss Wu have you, you? order!"

Wu You rubbed her forehead and felt a great headache. Just as she was about to explain, a voice came from behind.

"Miss Wu."

I turned around and saw that it was Liniang.

Wu You temporarily gave up the idea of ​​explaining with the vendor, thinking that it was a coincidence that she met yesterday and today.

"Hello."

Li Niang's dress today is similar to yesterday, but the flower on her head has been replaced by peony, her face is veiled, and her eyes are smiling.

"It's a coincidence, I just saw you yesterday and we meet again today, Miss Wu, are you here?"

Looking at the shivering street vendor, and seeing Liniang's somewhat ambiguous expression, Wu Youyou couldn't tell, she really wasn't robbing her house!

Sighed, "Would you believe me if I said I just wanted to buy things normally?"

Li Niang smiled, "I believe you."

I don't know why Wu You was a little moved in her heart, although she didn't know if what she said was true or not, she looked at the flower on her head and remembered her identity as an oiran.

I don't know why I remembered the content of the book.

Looking at Wu You staring at her head, Liniang reached out and touched it, but only touched the decoration on one end and there was nothing strange and dirty.

There was some doubts in my heart, and I asked softly: "What's wrong with Miss Wu?"

I noticed that I was a little rude just now, "Sorry, I always think you look like the character in the book I read."

Li Niang rolled her eyes, as if thinking of something: "Then the name of the book is Shiqiji."

Wu You opened her eyes slightly, feeling excited when she met her friend, she couldn't help but raise her voice: "You also read this book!"

Seemed to be taken aback by Wu You's sudden excitement, Liniang took a half step back and slowed down, "I have read it, because the prototype of the protagonist of this book should be me. , certainly not character."

Not waiting for Wu You to ask, Liniang continued to explain: "Because I was kidnapped by the thief Jiang Hong a while ago, and some good people have rumored that Jiang Hong is interested in me, but it's not true, she is a robber. It's just money."

So it is, Wu You lamented that people in this different world like gossip so much.

This Jiang Hong's name is also familiar. After thinking about it, she is the person wanted on the imperial list. I heard that the government suspected that the assassin on the day of the Hundred Flowers Banquet was her.

"What did Jiang Hong do to you?"

Liniang shook her head, "I didn't do anything, she just took the ransom money I saved, and now I have to save it again." After speaking, Liniang seemed a little worried.

It was too much. Wu You felt that she was too light on the day of the Hundred Flowers Banquet, and should have hit her hard, making her find her teeth all over the place.

Wu You gritted her teeth: "If I see her next time, I must beat her hard."

Li Niang's eyes flashed, and she apologized to Jiang Hong.

At this moment, Jiang Hong was dutifully doing the sweeping maid in Jinzhou, when she suddenly felt an itchy nose and sneezed.

"Ah!" Jiang Hong rubbed her nose, which idiot was scolding the old lady.

Mo Ziyi was making calculations beside her when she heard this earth-shattering sound and raised her head: "If you are not feeling well, go back to rest first."

Jiang Hong was deeply moved, this young master Mo is much cuter than that Zhao Qingzi, and does not oppress the staff at all. Jiang Hong desperately held back her desire to change jobs. She remembered that Yu'er's life was still in Zhao Qingzi's hands.

"No, sir, I'm fine."

Mo Ziyi frowned, and seeing that she seemed to be okay, she let her go, and only said: "Then you should pay attention and don't force it."

After speaking, I continued to bury my head in accounting.

Jiang Hong observes while scanning, I don’t know what Zhao Qingzi asked me to investigate this person, this person is just a victim no matter how you look at it, what relationship can he have with the mountain bandits.

Doesn’t you feel tired? Jiang Hong felt dizzy when she saw the words on the ledger.

However, this young master is also strange, he always keeps two strands of hair on the side of his ears, as if to block his ears.

Jiang Hong frowned and secretly wrote down this feature. After all, Zhao Qingzi said that the more detailed the better, and any tiny features should not be missed.

Because she was so absorbed in her thoughts, Jiang Hong's sweeping movements were unconscious, and she remained in place after sweeping for a long time.

Mo Ziyi finished the accounts, stretched a little, rubbed his sore neck with his hand, looked up and looked outside, the flow of people was much less, thinking that he was a little hungry, Looking for a place to eat.

Turning her head, she saw Xiaohong's stunned look, wondering if this girl was really sick and was holding on.

I stepped forward and probed her forehead, and found that the temperature was normal, so I felt relieved, so this girl was just being lazy.

Jiang Hong was startled by the hand that suddenly came up, and the vigilance she had gained from walking in the rivers and lakes for many years made Jiang Hong almost throw Mo Ziyi over the shoulder.

Fortunately, she held back, Jiang Hong breathed a sigh of relief, if she really made a move, I'm afraid not to mix up.

"If you don't want to sweep, then don't sweep, go back to your room to rest first, I guess it's almost time for dinner."

Jiang Hong also felt that she was a little hungry, but she disliked the unpalatable food in the store, thinking that Mo Ziyi was gentle and maybe he would take him with her if she begged.

Sure enough, Jiang Hong made the right bet, the two chose a restaurant, Mo Ziyi sat down, Jiang Hong wanted to stand, but Mo Ziyi refused, so Jiang Hong also sat down.

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The two were eating when a voice suddenly came: "Brother Ziyi! What a coincidence!"

Mo Ziyi looked in the direction of the voice, and saw that it was a slightly fat young man, a little panic in his heart, this person does not know himself, but may be his brother's friend.

Forcing myself to calm down and reply: "What a coincidence."

The young man unceremoniously sat opposite Mo Ziyi, with a bit of sadness on his face: "I heard about your sister, brother Ziyi condolences."

Thinking of her brother, Mo Ziyi felt a little lower, and replied lightly: "Thank you."

The young man stared at Mo Ziyi, Mo Ziyi felt uncomfortable being stared at, his hand holding the chopsticks tightened, and then he heard the other person speak.

“Why do I look at you, it seems that you have changed a little.”

Mo Ziyi was nervous, "People are always changing, what have I changed?"

The young man frowned, thought and replied: "The skin has improved, and it is much whiter than before."

He breathed a sigh of relief, and this was what he originally said, "The road is blocked by heavy snow, and the number of going out will be less. If you stay at home for a long time, it will naturally be whiter than before."

The young man did not doubt that he was there, and after a while, he left.

Mo Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head and continued to eat.

Jiang Hong has been watching from the side. After being reminded by the young man just now, she carefully observed Mo Ziyi's skin, and then touched her own, sighing in her heart.

I didn't expect a man's skin to be better than his own, and he felt inferior.

Feeling Jiang Hong looking at him, Mo Ziyi was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Hong returned to her senses, as if embarrassed, "Nothing? I think the young master's skin is really good, who was that person just now?"

How could Mo Ziyi know who he was, so he just said he was a friend.

Jiang Hong saw that she couldn't ask anything, so she stopped asking. After the two finished their meal, Mo Ziyi thought that New Year's Eve was approaching, and she had to go back.

I don't know if I can treat my father calmly, I laughed at myself, my opinion is not important, don't think too much.

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