Although Li Mo'er has the strength of a Jinshi that Song Mu can't reach, he still occasionally has a bit of childishness in his daily behavior. When Song Mu asked him like this, he actually blushed and returned to his hammock. Ignore people.
When Song Mu saw this, he just raised his eyebrows and didn't pay attention to these things. He was still reading at his desk.
That day, when Song Mu came to the county school, he immediately felt a strange atmosphere.
Although everyone seems to be studying at their desks, you can still feel the worry in everyone's private eye contact.
The officials from Jizhou Prefecture who came to investigate have already come down. Although the county magistrate Jinchangwu has not been removed from office, he has now lost power and has to stay in the county government at this moment.
The chief secretary Zhou Zhiyun and the county prime minister Shi Bufeng took over various affairs in the county government and almost eliminated Jinchang Wu.
Because of the upcoming college examination, the professor Ouyang Hong is also very busy. Even if he wants to work for Jinchangwu, it will be a drop in the bucket and there is no clue.
In the county school, Master Xun's teachings became more severe. The chances of being whipped were reduced, but the days of being disciplined were increasing.
A week has passed like this, and the time has quietly arrived in August. In a few days, Song Mu and other students from Shiyang County will leave for Jizhou Prefecture to prepare for the upcoming college examination.
After classes at the county school that day, Song Mu and Kong Zong agreed to go to Fucheng together some time later. As soon as they said goodbye at the intersection, a half-year-old child with hair tied in his hair suddenly stood in front of Song Mu.
The little boy shook his nose, holding a bunch of candied haws in one hand, and handed Song Mu a piece of paper with the other hand.
"Brother, your letter."
"My letter?" Song Mu looked surprised and reached out to take the crumpled piece of paper in the other person's hand, with a short message written on it.
"Master Song, come to the East Wall Pier. I need help with something."
Song Mu recognized the calligraphy at a glance as being written by Li Mo'er. Li Mo'er's regular script was very good, and she was the only one who could write like this.
Song Mu smiled and touched the little boy's head, and said with a smile: "Thank you."
"No thank you, no thank you." The little boy shook his head, but stretched out his hand towards Song Mu: "Big brother, five copper coins, sister said you would give it to me."
Song Mu's face was full of astonishment, but he smiled and counted five coins from his pocket and handed them over, and then asked.
"How did you know this was for me? Did that person tell you my name?"
The little boy accepted the money and shook his head happily.
"No, my sister said to wait at the gate of the county school. A tall man with a book bag on his back, who looks a little poor in his clothes, is the person I'm looking for."
Song Mu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. It turned out that he was like this in Li Mo'er's mind.
But it’s true. I am already poor. I am wearing a washed white robe and carrying a cloth bag carefully sewn from scraps. And because I am 1.8 meters tall, especially in the south, I am among a large crowd. It is indeed very conspicuous.
Seeing the boy skipping away on his own, Song Mu looked at the things on the piece of paper again, put it into his book bag, and then walked towards the dock.
Although Li Moer lives on the beam of his house these days, except for that time when he went out with Song Mu by chance, he almost always goes out during the day and at night. Now that she suddenly asked him to help, Song Mu was a little curious as to what happened to him. This child can be of help.
Could it be my own telepathy again?
Song Mu walked through the bustling streets all the way to the east city wall. Not far away from the city wall was the Gan River. Because the Gan River was flanked by mountains on both sides here, the water was turbulent, so most ships passing by here chose to unload their cargo. After walking for a while, a pier was formed.
Song Mu walked out of the city gate and looked at the busy dock outside. He looked around, hoping to find Li Mo'er.
Then a voice sounded behind Song Mu.
"Master Song, follow me."
Song Mu turned around and saw Li Mo'er, dressed as an ordinary girl from a poor family, holding Song Mu's book bag in one hand.
Song Mu was speechless at the moment, but seeing Li Moer's eyes staring straight ahead, he also walked forward.
"What's wrong? What do you want me to do again?"
Song Mu asked in a low voice as he walked forward, but Li Moer only looked at somewhere on the dock. After hearing Song Mu's question, he opened his mouth to explain.
"I didn't have anyone on hand, so I just thought of you, so I came looking for you."
Song Mu was dumbfounded: "Where was Senior Brother Wang Xiwen that day?"
"Senior Brother Wang has other matters and has left Jizhou Mansion."
"Are there no other Qingtian guards here?"
"Yes, but they all have important things to do."
"Then you can't use the county government officials? Can't you use the city's regiment training?"
"They are not one of our own."
"Then I am one of our own?"
"You? Young Master, you...are easier to silence, and the news will not leak out."
Song Mu's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he almost choked himself with a mouthful of saliva, and asked Li Mo'er with wide eyes.
"What you said is true or false."
Li Moer's little nose breathed out, and she instantly gave Song Mu a roll of her eyes.
The two of them walked all the way to the pier. Although Song Mu's figure attracted some attention, they were both wearing ordinary clothes and had harmless faces, so they did not attract anyone's attention.
It wasn't until he came to a cargo pile at the dock that Li Moer pulled Song Mu's book bag and spoke.
"Did you see that ship?" Song Mu looked up and saw a sailboat approaching on the river that Li Mo'er was pointing at.
"Young Master will be on guard at the pier. If anyone comes down, just talk to them."
"Talk? What are you doing? What's on the boat?"
Li Mo'er curled his lips and thought for a moment before saying, "I don't know either. People from Qingtianwei told me that a suspicious ship will be anchored at the Shiyang County Pier."
"Since you Qingtian Guards know this, why do you only let you come?"
"Don't talk nonsense, sir, please go and ask. It's best if you can get on the boat."
Li Mo'er simply said nothing and spoke directly to Song Mu. Seeing Song Mu not moving, Li Mo'er squinted her eyes even more.
"Master Song, you are not willing to help the little girl with this favor?"
Song Mu sighed silently, shrugged his shoulders, moved out, and spoke at the same time.
"Remember to save me if there is danger. Also, don't silence yourself at every turn."
As he spoke, Song Mu slung his book bag across his body, grinned, and immediately headed towards the docking ship.
Song Mu also felt a little strange as to why he agreed to the other party's unreasonable request.
Shaking his head, Song Mu decided not to think about it so much. Anyway, as a Jinshi, she couldn't protect herself well. At worst, she would sneak away first as a courtesy when she saw that the situation was not going well.
Thinking like this, Song Mu had already arrived at the edge of the pier. At this moment, the sailboat was docking. The huge hull reached the shore. Song Mu immediately smelled an indescribable stench.
"Let me go, what's in this boat? It's so smelly!"
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