Yu Jun

Chapter 14 Choice
After Mo Lingfeng was seven years old, Zhao Shiheng didn't allow her to stay overnight in the front yard, so she had to go back to her own yard even later.

The servant girl walked beside her with a lantern, illuminating every slate under her feet, and her shadow flickered with the light, making her look very lonely.

Although she was young, her eyes could see very clearly, knowing that the wind and rain in the world fell on Mo Qianlan.

She didn't dare to think about what the world would be like after Mo Qianlan died, so she didn't want to grow up, didn't want to study, and wanted to keep Mo Qianlan in her own world forever.

Mo Qianlan is her father, mother, brother, playmate, and a part of her soul.

She kicked the orchids that had fallen by her feet, and suddenly stopped, looking at the large area of ​​wild orchid grass, with some scattered white flowers blooming inside, she reached out and grabbed one, crushed it into flower mud with her feet, and picked another Grinding, repeated like this, until the clump of orchid grass was picked bare, without any scenery to speak of.

After picking it along the way, she covered her hands and feet with flower juice, and she was so sleepy that she refused to give up.

"Girl," came an urgent cry from behind, and it was Zhao Shiheng who came after him, "Lingfeng!"

Mo Lingfeng stopped and turned around, and when Zhao Shiheng approached, he whispered: "Uncle."

Zhao Shiheng approached and saw that her hands were dirty, so he took out the handkerchief and squatted down to wipe her hands, then touched her small face, and said very gently: "Don't be afraid, your brother's epilepsy will not die , it's just scary when it happens, and it's not clear when it will happen, but it's actually not a big deal..."

Mo Lingfeng listened quietly, with dark eyes, as if he could see through Zhao Shiheng's loving father's heart - his daughter died young, and he loved Mo Lingfeng as much as his own daughter.

Zhao Shiheng lowered his eyes and put away the handkerchief: "Uncle won't lie to you. Li Yitie is a genius doctor. He turned out to be a master in Kyoto. He is more famous than the imperial doctor... Uncle also wants to tell you that your brother and I are better than each other." You are much older, even if there is no disaster or illness, you will leave much earlier than you..."

Mo Lefeng lowered his head: "Uncle, I know."

Zhao Shiheng patted her head and sighed: "Then uncle will teach you to open the door?"

Mo Lingfeng was silent for a while, before saying: "I want Wu Jin to come and read with me."

Without waiting for Zhao Shiheng to agree, she waved her little hand: "Uncle, see you tomorrow."

After that, she twisted her body and strode towards "Long Sui Ju", crushing two green caterpillars along the way.

Zhao Shiheng saw how depressed and angry she looked, he couldn't help but let out another long sigh, and went back to the front yard.

The next day, the results of Chunwei came from the capital, causing a commotion in the whole Kuanzhou.

No one from the state school was on the list, and one person from Tunan Academy was awarded the second-class Jinshi. The atmosphere in the state school was bleak, and even the lecturer was absent-minded.

After Wu Jin attended class for a day, she ran home, first hugged Wu's father to relieve her hands, then carried him around the courtyard twice, and when she carried Wu's father back to the house, she took the book and was about to recite it. Then there are visitors.

It was Yin Bei who came.

Yin Bei was always smiling. Mother Wu asked to sit down again and again, but he just stood there, not giving Mother Wu a chance to boil water and make tea.

Wu Jin asked, "Did you come here on horseback?"

Yin Bei nodded: "Don't worry, I'll find someone to watch the horse this time."

"Horses are a trivial matter," he turned to explain the purpose of his visit to Wu Jin, "My uncle wants to run a school lunch at home, and I want to invite you to be a school servant, and you can eat and use with the house. I will give you two taels a month, and another You can take a pen, ink, paper and inkstone as you please."

Wu's mother stood aside, frowning, and before Wu Jin could speak, she refused politely: "Thank you for your kindness, master. Being a servant will delay your studies, so I won't go."

Although the family is not doing well, there is no need to sell his son's future.

Yin Bei laughed again: "It's not really a fasting servant, it's just a pretext, and it's the same as studying in class, and three years later, I will also participate in the examination with the students of the state school."

He looked at Wu Jin: "Brother, three liang of silver is quite a lot, and the most expensive thing for scholars is pen, ink, paper and inkstone. If you agree, not only will your family be rich, but you will also be able to save money."

The difficulty of the Wu family is that they are poor, and they still have to work hard to provide for a scholar. When Wu's father was healthy, Wu Jin also needed to sell cakes. Now that Wu's father is sick in bed, Wu Jin never bought paper and pens again.

Even the lecturer asked them to buy "Zhaode Tang Manuscript", but he didn't buy it. He only borrowed books from his classmates every day between classes to memorize.

Wu Jin stood upright, like an invulnerable iron birch tree.

He pondered for a long while before asking: "Dare to ask Brother Yin, who is the teacher?"

"Brother Jin!" Mother Wu shouted sharply after hearing this, "Go into the house!"

She would never let Wu Jin be ordered around by others—to put it nicely, she is a servant, but to put it badly, she is a slave.

She raised her hand and pushed Wu Jin into the room, but Wu Jin held down Wu's mother: "Mother, don't worry, wait for me to ask clearly."

Yin Bei ignored Wu's mother's anger: "The teacher's surname is Zhao, and he was once a Jinshi."

He took a step forward and whispered in Wu Jin's ear, "Mr. Zhao has a slight limp on his left foot."

Wu Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly remembered one person——Zhao Ji, the number one scholar in the sixth year of Yuanzhang, not only a Jinshi and the first, but also the top of the list!
In the 11th year of Yuanzhang, Zhao Ji fought with the king of Jiyang in the Taihe Tower, and the king of Jiyang pushed him down the Taihe Tower, and he broke his left leg.

It is rumored that the doctor who was invited to set the bone was entrusted by the king of Jiyang County, but did not take the right position for him. After his leg recovered, he found out that he was lame. He resigned with hatred and did not know where he was going.

A man of the Three Tripods is a teacher——Thinking of this, his heart beat wildly in his chest, and blood rushed up all over his body.

But immediately, he instinctively wanted to avoid Mo Qianlan.

The Mo family was obviously at the end of its strength, but after Mo Qianlan's hands, it became a living sand, which could swallow up people who didn't know how deep they were at any time.

In an instant, many thoughts passed through Wu Jin's mind, hesitating, it was even more difficult than answering in front of Mo Qianlan that day.

Wu's mother didn't hear what Yin Bei Fuer said. Seeing Wu Jin's shocked and hesitant face, she remained silent for a long time, and she was even more confused. She didn't know what Yin Bei said in Wu Jin's ear.

After a while, Wu Jin slowly breathed out: "Thank you Mo Jiedu for your kindness, I'm still studying in the state school."

Mother Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

Yin Bei was very disappointed, but he still kept his smile and said goodbye to Wu Jin.

Wu Yi stood outside the door for an unknown amount of time. Seeing Yin Bei going out, she hurriedly turned sideways to give way. When he was far away, she hurried in, with a full face full of hesitation.

After finally staying up until dark and going to bed, he immediately got into bed and quietly asked his brother who was still working hard under the lamp: "Brother, it would be great to be a fasting servant. For three taels of silver, I will definitely take care of the food and eat every meal." Meat, why don't you go? If it were me, I would go."

"Sleep with you." Wu Jin flipped the pages of the book, but didn't answer him, feeling a little bit bitter in her heart, tired and dazed, she seriously finished writing the diary, and then turned on the lamp and went to sleep.

After a night, Wu Jin got up early, stood in front of the bed and thought about Yin Bei's words, then buried her heart deeply, and went out to take a shower.

After eating a bowl of gruel, he went out in the morning mist. Instead of going to the state school, he went to the printing office to collect waste paper for homework—he didn’t feel tired, because he had never been relaxed.

(End of this chapter)