The cold night passed, and a ray of light squeezed out from the gaps in the clouds on the horizon. An ox cart was walking on the road below, and the two people in the car were chatting about something.
"I said that the He family is so rich that it ranks among the best in the entire Guliang Mansion.
Are you really not tempted by such a huge fortune? "
Ye Ming leaned against the car door and glanced at Miss Shen with a half-smile.
Regarding his statement, Miss Shen smiled:
"Everything in the He family is based on He Shichuan, the Jinshi master, and the foundation is not deep.
The younger generation is incompetent. It's okay in the prosperous times, and they can sit back and live in vain for a while.
But in today's troubled times, if we can advance, we will survive; if we don't, we will perish.
Once he leaves, the He family will become a castle in the air, which will collapse in just a moment. Why should I be the one buried with him? "
Ye Ming smiled when he heard this:
"Isn't it because Mr. He is not handsome enough and you don't like him?"
Miss Shen smiled playfully:
"There are also reasons for this."
Saying that, he asked again,
"Brother, do you think I'm superficial?"
"I think it's not a bad thing to be superficial sometimes. After all, looking at an ugly face all your life is really torture."
"As expected, you just think I'm superficial."
"Yes, yes, you are superficial."
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Changjofu, the last mansion in the south of Gyeongju.
It's been very peaceful here so far, except for some banditry, there's basically no major disturbances.
The King of Jin did not recruit many troops, and the whole mansion seemed very prosperous.
As a major grain-producing palace, the number of beggars in Cangzu Prefecture is smaller than that in other places. As long as there is a piece of land for farming, basically no one will starve to death.
If it weren't for the man-made famine in the past few years, Cangzu Mansion would probably be even more prosperous now.
After the King of Jin raised his army, Cangzu Mansion did not resist and surrendered directly. It was not destroyed by the war and the buildings in the city were well preserved.
At this time, the city was bustling with traffic and people, and being in the midst of it made people wonder, is this really a troubled time?
I saw countless men and women cheering in a large courtyard in the bustling city.
From time to time, you can hear the cry of "Mu Zhixin, Mu Zhixin", especially the loudest voice from women.
Outside the yard, there was an ordinary-looking man leaning against the wall, listening to the goings on in the yard, feeling helpless and bored.
The man was looking around aimlessly when he suddenly felt someone tap him on the shoulder.
"Hey, isn't this the Thief? Why are you stuck here?"
The man was shocked and looked at the person who tapped his shoulder.
Seeing a crazy young man whom he didn't recognize at all, the man was extremely horrified.
He is none other than the famous Thief Saint in the world.
As a Thief Saint, I dare not speak of other abilities, but when it comes to hidden tracking, no one in the world is better than him.
But the crazy-looking young man in front of him could easily approach him and pat him on the shoulder.
His abilities are probably still above his own.
Fortunately, it was a shot. If he had used a knife just now, his head would have been in a different place.
"What's wrong with you? Why don't you speak?"
When the young man opposite saw that he was silent, he asked again.
Seeing this, the Thief Saint came back to his senses, took a deep breath and asked:
"May I ask which master in the world you are?"
"My name is not in the Jianghu, and I am not a Jianghu person."
The young man smiled and said,
"Just call me Shan Yuan."
"Brother Shanyuan, why are you looking for me?"
"It's nothing, I just think you are a kind person and want to make friends with you."
Good face...
When the Thief Saint heard this, he knew that the other party must have noticed that he was now disguised, and deliberately clicked on himself!
Just as he was talking, he saw another cow pulling a cart, and there was a woman in the cart.
"Brother, do you know this person?"
The woman is Miss Shen, and the brother she talks about is Ye Ming.
"This is a legendary thief in the world. There is a lot written about him. I have read several books!"
Ye Ming's words were true. When he and Caiwei were reading various story books, they had indeed seen many related things about this person.
Although most of them are made up, I have to say that they are very enjoyable to watch.
The Thief Saint's eyelids jumped when he saw Ye Ming calling him the Thief Saint so directly on the street.
After all, he was a thief and the king of thieves. He didn't want to reveal his true identity, so he quickly pulled Ye Ming's sleeve:
"Brother Shan Yuan, my current pseudonym is Bai Tang, please don't call me Thief Saint in front of others."
Hearing this, Ye Ming showed an exaggerated smile:
"Don't worry, I will never tell others that you are a Saint Thief!"
Hearing Ye Ming speak so loudly, Thief Saint looked around nervously.
Fortunately, the noise in the yard was very loud and mixed, so no one noticed it.
He quickly asked Ye Ming to lower his voice.
"Oh, keep your voice down, you said it earlier, why didn't you say it earlier!"
"Hush~~shh~~Brother Shanyuan, I beg you, please keep your voice down!"
The Thief Saint felt like he wanted to cry without tears.
If he hadn't known that the person in front of him was extraordinary, he would have had the urge to run away.
"Thief...Old Bai, what are you doing here? Do you have a target in the yard?"
Ye Ming put his arm around Thief Saint's shoulders and asked like a good buddy.
The Thief Saint glanced at him, not wanting to explain to this guy whose origins were unknown and who didn't seem to be normal.
But now that he was being held captive, he had no choice but to resist, so he said helplessly:
"No, I'm not here to steal. I'm here to wait for someone."
"Waiting for someone? Who are you waiting for?"
"Ahem, my wife is inside."
"Your wife, that Cui'er?"
"How did Brother Shanyuan know?"
"You know Lao Yang, right?"
"Old Yang...you mean Yang Banxian?"
"Lao Yang and I have a close relationship. We are so close that we can wear a pair of trousers. I know everything about you."
Hearing what Ye Ming said, Thief Saint suddenly felt at ease.
He was able to bring Cui'er out from Duke Shou's mansion because he relied on Yang Banxian.
Since this man is friends with Yang Banxian, he must be a wise man.
Thinking about it this way, it is understandable that he is easily approached by others.
After all, he is just a martial arts practitioner.
"You haven't said why your wife is in there?"
"Oh, that's it. Today is the poetry gathering held by Mu Yong, and my wife is also here to participate.
It's just that I didn't like that person's behavior, so I didn't go in and waited outside. "
Knowing that this person was not a bad person, the Thief Saint did not hide anything.
Miss Shen, who was listening quietly on the side, was a little surprised when she heard this and asked:
"You mean, it's Mu Yong, the great talent who wrote 'The showers have just stopped, it's night in the pavilion', and Mu Zhixin is holding a poetry meeting?"
Seeing Miss Shen asking, Thief Saint nodded:
"Yes, it's the poetry party organized by that guy who is obviously a grown man, but he spends all day long sighing, writing love poems, and seducing women."
Miss Shen couldn't help but say when she saw Thief Saint describing the great talent like this:
"What do you know? Mu Zhixin is the one who truly knows a woman's mood, otherwise how could she be called a 'confidant'."
Seeing that Miss Shen didn't like what he said and that she looked a little angry, Thieving Saint didn't argue and kept saying:
"Yes, yes, everything you said is right, it's me who is superficial and clumsy, I'm sorry, it's all my fault!
You shouldn’t maliciously slander the talented Mu Yong..."
Seeing this, Ye Ming squinted at the Thief Saint.
I always felt that he spoke this series of words extremely smoothly, as if he had practiced it many times.
However, Miss Shen saw that Thief Saint apologized so quickly and recognized his mistakes so comprehensively that she couldn't say anything more at the moment.
Ye Ming smiled and said: "I didn't expect that my little sister also knew that Mu Zhixin."
Miss Shen nodded and said: "Brother, I don't know that for women like us who live in purdah all day long, there is not much we can do.
It is common to read some poems and songs to pass the time.
It's just that most of the poems and poems in the world are written by men and are written for other men.
There are very few people like Mu Zhixin who understand women's thoughts so well and are willing to write poems specifically for them.
I also often read Mu Zhixin's poems, and I feel they are very in line with my heart, and I admire them greatly. "
The Thief Saint curled his lips at Miss Shen's statement, but he couldn't show it, so he just turned his head and didn't look at her.
Ye Ming smiled, put his arm around Thief Saint's shoulders again, leaned into his ear and smiled:
"Lao Bai, you have also seen that my little sister also respects Mu Zhixin. Why don't you take us in to see Mu Zhixin?"
"Isn't he just a bitchy man? What's so good about him?"
The Thief Saint muttered with some dissatisfaction, but still nodded and said:
"Okay, there are a lot of people inside, so follow me closely, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to squeeze in."
With that said, Thief Saint walked in front, followed by Ye Ming and Miss Shen, and headed into the yard.
This courtyard is the private residence of an old man in the city.
I heard that the great talent Mu Yong was going to hold a poetry meeting, so I specially set aside the space.
At this time, the courtyard was crowded with people, both men and women.
Most of the women were a little fanatical and kept cheering.
Most of the men come here with their wives.
There are also a small number of people who really pursue Mu Yong, a great talent.
There is a three-story building in the courtyard.
Looking up at the crowded empty space, you can see a man in white writing on the third-floor terrace.
When the women saw that figure, their eyes were full of reverence. If someone hadn't stopped him, they would have rushed upstairs to say a few words to the man in person.
The Thief Saint led the two of them forward, and soon came to a shouting woman.
The three of them crowded around the woman, but the woman didn't notice yet, shouting "Mu Zhixin, Mu Zhixin!"
When the Thief Saint saw this, his face darkened, and he stretched out his hand to pull the woman's sleeve.
The woman didn't look back, she just flicked her arm, broke free of the sleeve held by the Thief Saint, and continued to shout and cheer upstairs.
Not only her, but most of the women around her were like this, and those older women seemed a little calmer.
The Thief Saint tugged on the woman's sleeve again, and the woman cursed impatiently:
"Who is so disgusting? Are you bothered?"
As he said this, he looked to his side. When he saw the Thief Saint, his tone first became stagnant, and then became arrogant again.
"What's the matter with you? You didn't say a word when you came. Didn't you look at me? Why did you come in again?"
"Ahem, I'll bring a friend and his little sister to have a look."
This woman was Cui'er. After listening to what Thief Sanguo said, she first glanced at Ye Ming and then at Miss Shen.
"You also made a special trip to see Mu Zhixin?"
"Come here because of its reputation."
Seeing that Miss Shen was like herself, Cui'er was very happy. She took Miss Shen's hand, acting like a good sister, and then shouted to the people upstairs.
Miss Shen also glanced curiously at the figure upstairs from time to time, but her cultivation was still there and she didn't yell anything.
The Thief Saint squeezed into the crowd and seemed out of place with the people around him. He said to Ye Ming boringly:
"Brother Shanyuan, let me tell you, this is very boring. Only a fool would yell at a man who is bitching about a woman. It is unbecoming of a man."
Ye Ming nodded: "You are right, this is indeed inappropriate."
It's not easy to meet someone who agrees with your ideas, and it feels like you've met a confidant.
But the next moment I heard Ye Ming say:
"Although it's rude, it's really fun!"
As he said that, he also shouted "Mu Zhixin" along with the people around him.
Pirate Saint:......
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