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Chapter 120 Vermilion Earth

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    The boat swayed slowly, accompanied by lanterns on the river, and rowed to the north of the city.

    Ye Yunshen went ashore first, and stretched out his hand to Murong Jing on the boat across a meter of river water.

    "Come."

    "I can do it myself."

    Murong Jing was still wearing a dark red sable fur cape, and the corners of his raised mouth could hardly be suppressed.  He said so, or hold each other's hand.

    Gao Hu pulled Meng Qiang out of the boat quickly, ran to a mask stall by the river, and excitedly chose.

    The stall owner is a thin young man who smells like a book, and looks like he is in the same grade as Lin Chu.

    "Guest officer, do you like it? It's not expensive, fifty coins each."

    "You are really good at painting this mask." Gao Hu picked left and right, and when he saw Yun Shen and the two approaching, he had an idea and suggested: "It's better for the four of us to wear a mask each."

    Yun Shen sized it up and admired it in his heart. Although this person was dressed in sackcloth, he had a calm face and a straight back. Looking at the pattern of the mask, he was also very good at drawing.

    "White is the base, outlined with simple black ink, and embellished with another color, such as red, blue, yellow, or gray, which complement each other perfectly, and the animals presented are also lifelike. There are so many masks, and none of them is the same, wonderful." Yun said.  After being praised deeply, Zhu Tu laughed straight at the praise, and still said modestly: "I dare not be ashamed!"

    Murong Jing was surprised and said: "Fifty Wen, this is too cheap, it looks quite delicate, and the painting skills are good."

    Zhu Tu smiled and said: "The white clay is formed, and the paint is not expensive. I don't think I'm losing money at this price."

    Yun Shen and Meng Qiang looked at each other, and Meng Qiang asked: "You will be kind at the time, and it is fate to meet you. Dare I ask your name?"

    "Haha!" Zhu Tu cupped his fists, leaned forward and said, "I've met some of you here, Zhu Tu."

    "Oh, who are you, Zhu Xin, former Shangshu of the Ministry of Criminal Justice?" Murong Jing looked at him with vigilant eyes, Gao Hu looked sideways slightly, and continued to engage in the mask selection battle.

    Zhu Tu was slightly startled, hesitated for a moment, he just raised his eyebrows, but he didn't report his pseudonym, there is no need to hide it now.

    "He is my uncle, my father's eldest brother." Even though I said that, I haven't met him a few times, but I have been influenced by him a lot.  "

    There is a difference between concubines and concubines. Most concubines who marry are moved out of the mansion. Zhu Tu and Zhu Xin are farther apart. Now, Zhu Xin¡¯s main family has been punished. Although the concubines survived, they are suffering everywhere. It is not good in the major cities of Jin  survive.

    The four of them could think of Zhu Tu's current situation after a little thought.

    It mainly depends on Yun Shen's attitude. At the beginning, Zhu Xin was in charge of supervising and beheading the three clans of the Ye family, which is well known.

    Yun Shen ignored the gazes of the three, cupped his hands at Zhu Tu and said, "I am Ye Yunshen, the grandson of Ye Lin."

    "This!" Zhu Tu was shocked, his expression was ugly, unexpectedly, no one made things difficult for him, Yun Shen still looked at each other with a smile, Murong Jing shrugged his shoulders, and chose the mask together with Gao Hu.

    "Young Master Ye is indeed as rumored, full of literary talents, and unrestrained." Zhu Tu laughed dumbly, and said again: "It's my villain's heart, and everyone's masks are my gift."

    "Rumours?" Ye Yunshen had heard Xiaoxue say something, but didn't care. It's better to pay attention to it in the future.

    "Master is not short of money, Nuo." Murong Jing threw a bag of broken silver to Zhu Tu, and gave Yun Shen the mask he had chosen.

    Zhu Tu weighed the purse, and felt that there were at least twenty taels, and wanted to return it, but Yun Shen stopped him, and said in a low voice: "Brother Zhu, don't stick to trifles, my father has the right staff at the moment, if you want to, you can come to the National Teacher's Mansion  Mao Sui recommends himself."

    Regardless of Zhu Tu who had froze, the four of them put on their masks and left talking and laughing.

    Zhu Tu didn't come back to his senses until someone came to his booth again, and murmured: "Is it the National Teacher's Mansion?"

    On the other side, Murong Jing brought a wild animal, a white fox with deep night clouds, Meng Qiang a blue wolf, and Gao Hu a gray cat. They walked into the main building of the Lantern Festival aggressively in a row of four.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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