General, cut off your sleeves!

Zou Jinchu's study is the same as his own, so simple that it is almost rough.There is not even a screen when entering the door, and the first thing you see is a huge bookcase that occupies almost the entire wall.Then there are desks, soft bags and other things.

Ruanzi Zou Jinchu often sleeps there, and the quilts are neatly stacked on top of it, which is still very simple in color.

Mo Wanqing didn't understand the principles of the interior layout, and he appreciated Zou Jinchu's arrangement that maximized the practicality of the room, and he didn't feel the slightest bit about those useless decorations.

It is precisely because the two have the same views on many things that they come together and become friends. They have not known each other for a long time but their relationship is not shallow.

Different from the rigidity just now, Mo Wanqing is very relaxed now, she finds the most comfortable chair and sits down without Zou Jinchu calling, and immediately sighs comfortably.

Seeing the squinting eyes of a young cat, the small sample of enjoyment is tight.Zou Jinchu also stretched his brows and eyes. He was not relaxed when facing his wife. Although Mrs. Song is virtuous, she always feels that there is something unclear when getting along with her, which is extremely uncomfortable, so he still likes to be in his study the most. .

Suddenly remembering that the young man was still injured, he asked in surprise, "It's okay if you're injured?"

Did he remember that the boy also had two injuries on his lower back, so he wouldn't be afraid of the pain if he sat down so rashly?

Mo Wanqing waved his hand casually, "How delicate can someone with rough skin and thick flesh be? That medicine hurts when you apply it, but it gets better afterward."

The bloodthirsty days of the knife edge have passed for a long time, and he never felt that it would be a bad thing if he was injured, but he can be alive and kicking with a little bit of strength.I still remember that he entered the interrogation room as soon as he got off the battlefield, and when he came out, he passed out as soon as he reached the door.

I fell at the door of my house for a few days, but I was awakened by a strong sense of hunger. Later, I crawled back to the house like a dog, took some special medicine, and within two days, I was alive and kicking again.

Before he was so weak that he collapsed, it was because he was hungry, or because the wound was inflamed but the fever did not subside, and there were some psychological factors.Beard's death still had a big impact on him.

He was a little hesitant to ask Zou Jinchu about the big beard, but he was embarrassed to think that he had to help him when he got out of the prison, and he had to trouble him when he got out.

So this matter was suppressed for the time being, and he would check it out by himself in two days, and if he couldn't find it, he would come to Zou Jinchu again.

But what happened during his coma that he was released like this?

In this regard, of course Zou Jinchu would not tell the whole truth, but picked up similar content and told him, but he did not mention the identity of the emperor, only said that he was a powerful friend.

He is right to say that, the emperor is not just powerful, but the most powerful, and the emperor is not a friend to him, but a monarch and minister.

Fortunately, Mo Wanqing was not interested in the identity of the emperor, so he was a little curious, and in the end it was old man Li who solved the case alone!

"Wow, I didn't expect old man Li to be so powerful. I must find a chance to drink with him when I go back, and see if I don't get all his old tricks out of him."

Mo Wanqing, an old man with neither a good temper nor a bad temper, still likes it very much. Sometimes he is happy to argue with him. This time he is so loyal to support himself, which is quite surprising.

Zou Jinchu sighed again because of his bewilderment, "Return to old man Li. Uncle Li is the father of Judge Li. Li Qingtian, who was once famous in person, has lived in the market for decades in secret."

Mo Wanqing opened his mouth in embarrassing surprise, this is definitely a blockbuster, who would have thought that that mean and mean old man is Qingtian.Now he also knows that the so-called Qingtian is a respectful title for his extremely high ability to solve cases and his character.This title is really not so easy to get.

"Oh my god! Then why is he free to be a gatekeeper? He is full to support himself?"

"I'm not entirely clear about this. I only heard that it was related to an unsolved case 20 years ago. You can ask him personally how."

Many people knew about the case 20 years ago, and Zou Jinchu was no exception, but he didn't want to tell the young man about these dirty things.Mo Wanqing wouldn't ask anything if he threw the ball to someone like Uncle Li.

"Oh"

Mo Wanqing was not a fool, so he immediately decided to ask the old man for clarification.He is too uninterested, he has known him for so long and even concealed his real identity!

"By the way, you can temporarily stay in my yard tonight. There are only two guest rooms here, and because no one has lived in them for a long time, there will be no one to live in for a while."

The General’s Mansion only has two large courtyards, front and back, and a small garden in the middle. The backyard is where the female relatives live. Although Mo Wan is young, he is still a man, so it is definitely not suitable for him to live in.

In addition to an office study in the front yard, there are only two or three guest rooms for the temporary residence of subordinates who come here to discuss important matters.But his subordinates are all old men in the military camp, and they will go back even if they really discuss something until late. Slippery roads in the dark are not a problem at all in their eyes.

So Mo Wanqing wanted to come and live but there was no room available for a while.

Mo Wanqing wished she could give him a blank stare, let him live without even having a room, isn't that cheating.But he doesn't have any requirements on where to live, as long as he has a board to sleep on.

"Forget it, I don't care about you, just don't arrange me to be close to your wife."

"Wife?"

"It's your wife. You're beautiful, but you have a weird temper."

Mo Wanqing was telling the truth, Mrs. Song looked gentle and virtuous, but she really couldn't tell what she was actually like.If you ask him to say that marrying this kind of wife will make you look better, and you really can't count on other happiness, maybe someday people will miss your neck.

This is the feeling Song gave him, insidious and vicious, this word may make people feel weird when it is put on the Song who is laughing at Yanyan, but Mo Wanqing's intuition told him so.

He looks silly, but he is actually very sensitive to danger, and he can detect any maliciousness in the other party.

But he didn't intend to speak ill of her in front of her husband, it was unnecessary, and he would appear very disrespectful.

Unexpectedly, Zou Jinchu did not refute, and joked: "You are the first to say that she has a bad temper. You must know that my wife is famous."

Mo Wanqing didn't think so, the assessment criteria for women here is very strange, it is normal to be loyal to the husband, but the marriage can only be decided by the parents, and what is even more outrageous is that the husband cannot remarry after death...

These strange things are actually the criteria for judging whether a woman is perfect, but Mo Wanqing really doesn't like the so-called model women, that is, "virtuous" women.

In his opinion, they are just some wooden people, okay?Anyway, what he admires is sexy and hot girls, it's best to know a few fighting moves, that's the most exciting!As for those soft and gentle ones, it's not his taste, on the contrary, he only finds them horrifying.

"I don't know or understand what kind of name, anyway, her kind... I feel uncomfortable."

At this moment, he didn't feel at all that it was impolite to tell the husband how his wife didn't like people. He was telling the truth, whoever asked him to ask, anyway, he didn't want to make up something nice, so there was no point.

But Zou Jinchu just likes his temper, straightforward and simple in mind.Of course, he also appreciates Mo Wanqing's skills. If he wants to, he can join the army in the future. With his elder brother taking care of him, he will never be bullied.

However, pure thinking has its advantages and disadvantages. For example, Mo Wanqing still wants to go back to Zhang's coffin shop, which is lack of heart.

"Let me remind you, don't go back to the coffin shop of the Zhang family. It's fine to go to Uncle Li, so that you won't be cleaned up."

"Why? I didn't do anything bad. Doesn't it all prove that I didn't do it?"

It's really... straight-headed, "Think about it, is it because you went to dig someone's yard and the matter of his young lady was exposed?"

Mo Wanqing nodded, "Yes, but..."

"Don't think about it! You didn't make the mistake, but it's fine if you stabbed it out. The Zhang family can't take the Song family's knife, but they won't let you, a boy with no foundation."

This is often the case in the world. No one pays attention to the matter itself, but uses feelings to judge the hatred for a person.This time, Mo Wanqing has thoroughly punished the Zhang family, and when the master of the Zhang family is found, Mo Wanqing will be the first to make trouble.

Mo Wanqing languished, he didn't know that climbing a wall could cause such a big incident, I really don't know if it was because he didn't burn incense when he went out.

"understood……"

The weak tone made people laugh, but Mo Wanqing was really depressed. He finally found such a stable job, and now he offended the boss in a blink of an eye. How can he find a suitable job to support himself in the future?

"Ahem, actually...you can join the army if you want."

After thinking about it, he still couldn't bear the boy's pitiful gaze, so he decided to tell him about it in advance.Sure enough, the boy's eyes lit up when he heard that he could join the army, "Can I?"

That excited little look was almost wagging its tail, Zou Jinchu just thought it was funny, Coke is Coke, cold water still has to be poured on it.

"But at least until 16."

Mo Wanqing is wilting again...

"Aren't you kidding me?"

Zou Jinchu really wanted to say, I was just teasing you, but he was afraid that the young man would turn into a beast and pounce on him in an instant, and said seriously: "Actually, you can make this place your home. It doesn't matter if you live here for three years. I will also give it to you in these three years." Find a teacher who can learn both Chinese characters and martial arts, and it’s better than going to the barracks to figure things out on your own.”

This proposal is very exciting, at least Mo Wanqing wanted to agree for a moment, but he still shook his head and said, "I'd better find another job."

But I didn’t want Zou Jinchu to insist on persuasion: "You are only 13 years old, where can I accept you? Even if I really accept you, it is also some kind of apprenticeship. Not to mention the tiredness of that kind of work, you can only learn some terminal skills. Don’t you Are you really willing to give up the opportunity to learn serious things and do those who are not popular?"

One sentence caught Mo Wanqing's question. This is really a difficult question to choose. There is a trade-off between which one to choose...