Mo Lingfeng watched Liu Boyu's every move carefully, then looked away after a moment: "Sit down."
Liu Boyu thanked him quickly, gathered himself into a long strip, and folded it into the armchair below.
Uncomfortable, why is this chair so uncomfortable?
While secretly moving his hips, he waited for Mo Lefeng to speak and express the intention of this meeting. It would be best if Mo Lefeng changed his mind, no matter whether he used a mule or a horse.
However, Mo Lingfeng didn't speak, his face was expressionless, he just stared at him, which made him feel scared.
He couldn't hold back his smile anymore and said in a low voice: "I wonder what the girl wants to do with a villain?"
Mo Lingfeng slowly sat up straight and asked, "Are you and Wang Yunsheng very close?"
Liu Boyu couldn't remember who Wang Yunsheng was for a while, but it took a moment to realize that this was Wang Zhizhou's name.
He quickly waved his hand: "How dare you compare me to a state official? I'm just being shameless and walking around in front of Zhizhou. My heart for the girl is the same as for Wang Zhizhou. If the girl doesn't believe it, you can read the account books."
Mo Yefeng's face fell: "It's not good to be the same. I don't like to be like him."
Liu Boyu responded accordingly: "It's different, it's different. The villain has more admiration for the girl."
His face and expression worked together, like a harmless lamb, quietly driving away the solemnity in the room.
Mo Lingfeng smiled half-heartedly, and softened her face as he followed his words, and whispered: "You are so obedient, I will give you a big gift."
Liu Boyu immediately realized that this gift was filled with blood and blood, but he didn't dare to refuse it - there were two Yins standing outside, and Yin Nan alone could bring him down without joining forces.
And Mo Lingfeng was spoiled by Mo Qianlan. She had a weird temperament and no trace of her behavior. Who knew if she would get angry and let her blood splatter three feet away?
"The gift from the girl must be extraordinary. I thanked the girl in advance."
Mo Lingfeng liked him a little bit - he knew the truth and spared her a lot of nonsense.
She took out a piece of bamboo paper from her sleeve pocket, put it on the small table next to her, stretched out her finger and tapped on the paper.
Upon seeing this, Liu Boyu stood up quickly, walked to her, took it with both hands, took three steps back, opened it and looked at it, then his eyes widened in disbelief, stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, and looked carefully. After looking, two He knelt down on his knees worthless.
"Thank you girl! Thank you girl!"
He began to like Mo Leafeng - this was the map from Baozhai to Jinlu. Although it was only a small part, it was enough to save him countless troubles and bring huge profits.
The next moment, his heart thumped - for such a huge temptation, what would he give in exchange?
His mind had just been dizzy, but he sobered up again. He got up from the ground, tightly grasped the paper that was burning his hands, sat back in the chair, and said seriously: "I wonder what your orders are, miss?"
Mo Lingfeng tapped the fingers of his right hand on the table in turn, making a loud and crisp sound: "Take Wang Yunsheng's handle in exchange."
Liu Boyu frowned.
The Mo family wants to move Wang Zhizhou.
Is it for Wu Jin?
But he couldn't bear to leave Wang Zhizhou.
He had invested a lot of money in Wang Zhizhou, and he had enough control over Wang Zhizhou. If he changed to another Zhizhou, he would have to start all over again - who was the new Zhizhou, and would he be willing to take advantage of the situation? A bowl of rice, completely unclear.
My eyes fell on the paper, and I felt even more reluctant to part with it.
He had just sunk a ship at sea and suffered heavy losses. There were not only twenty mules on board, but also a whole shipload of cargo.
Is it worth exchanging Wang Zhizhou for such a small map?
"It's worth it," he weighed it in his mind. "There are always money-grubbing magistrates, but maps are rare."
Besides, Mo Lingfeng was weird - she could have grabbed it directly, but she still gave herself a map.
After thinking about this, he stopped weighing and put a smile on his face again: "I listen to the girl. When I get back, I will sort it out and send it over immediately."
Mo Lingfeng tilted her head and looked at him: "Be careful, don't break your promise."
"I don't dare," Liu Boyu assured from the bottom of his heart, "I really don't dare."
He solemnly said goodbye, came out of Mo Mansion with a happy face, and rode home. Halfway there, the back of his hand was suddenly hit by water droplets. When he looked up, he saw that the night was dark, raindrops fell without warning, and thousands of arrows pierced him. The force of the heart hits the body and the ground, creating circles of earthy smell.
"Drive!" He raised his hand and flicked his riding whip, spurred his horse and ran until he reached the corner door of his home and shouted: "Open the door!"
The door quickly opened all the doors. Liu Boyu did not dismount, but walked straight up the stone steps. Then he bent down and got under the door frame, stepping on the flowers and grass, shaking the wind and the moon, ignoring the candlelight gradually lighting up in each room and the sound of dissatisfaction. Ma Zong arrived at the door of the study.
He turned over and dismounted, threw the riding whip to the servant, strode into the room, reached out and took off the wet turban and threw it aside, stroking back his wet hair: "Call Su Mingquan!"
He was not in a hurry to change clothes, but took out the thin and fragile piece of bamboo paper from his arms, brought it to his mouth and kissed it. His eyes moved back and forth, trying to find a suitable place to place his baby.
He looked at these boxes and cages. None of them were indestructible. They could only be placed in a secret cabinet under the desk. He patted them carefully and said, "I will change the place for you tomorrow."
Su Mingquan hurried over with an umbrella. He closed the umbrella in the corridor, tied his clothes and ran to the door: "Uncle, what happened? It couldn't be that the ship sank again. This is really a bad year! So many …”
"Shut up!" Liu Boyu shouted, telling him to shut his crow's mouth. Then he smiled happily, took off his wet clothes, and grabbed a Taoist robe. "It's a good thing, it's a good thing! Miss Mo gave me something good."
"Good thing? Can she do good things? It won't be easy for us if we get close to her."
"She gave me a way to make a fortune," Liu Boyu decided to let go of the past. "In the future, I can avoid the golden captives, no, a small number of golden captives. I really don't know how many such roads Miss Mo has. "
"Miss Mo has become a living Bodhisattva?"
"Fart!" Liu Boyu poured a cup of tea, "I exchanged it for Wang Zhizhou's account book!"
His round face wrinkled: "I really can't bear to leave Wang Zhizhou."
Su Mingquan didn't take it seriously: "I'm willing to give it up. That ugly thing has a big mouth and a big appetite. He will eat everything."
Liu Boyu scolded him: "You know nothing."
Su Mingquan immediately said: "Uncle, you are looking down on me too much. Look, a young boy in the Mo family has only served in Zhaixue for a few years. He is so knowledgeable that he dares to take the scientific examination and compete with toads. I have been with him since I was a child. You grew up, not to mention being on par with you, but under the influence of my ears and eyes, I also have some abilities. You see, if I were on the boat this time, the boat would not sink, and..."
Liu Boyu heard that he was about to talk another mile away, and quickly pushed the dessert plate forward: "Eat."
