Yu Jun

Chapter 150 Routines
"That's okay." Huang Yujin pushed Wu Jin hard, but she didn't expect that Wu Jin didn't look strong, but her body was hard. She gritted her teeth and tried harder, and Wu Jin's feet seemed to have roots, but she still remained motionless.

Panting, she stopped, and said bitterly: "Wu Jieyuan is too wary of his old body, can I still eat you with my old bones?"

As soon as this room finished speaking, the girl inside came out in a colorful dress. Seeing Wu Jin, she lowered her eyes and said, "Brother Jin, come in and have some tea."

She still had a fresh fragrance on her body, she hastily dusted her face with powder, and the powder was still on her temples.

The old lady Huang winked at her, and she walked over slowly, Wu Jin smiled at her calmly: "I don't drink tea, I'm talking with your godmother here, it's not convenient for you to listen, go into the room."

He let go of the door blocking hand, took out a small silver coin from his sleeve pocket, and handed it to the old lady Huang: "Is it convenient, auntie?"

The old lady Huang put the silver in her hand and grasped it, weighing the weight of two or three coins, she held the silver firmly in her hand with a smile on her face, and stretched out her fist: "Take it, take it, my aunt can still ask for you, it's convenient, convenient." .”

She turned her head and glared at her daughter: "Go back soon."

The girl blushed from her scolding, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and went back to the house with her feet bouncing.

Wu Jin pushed away Mrs. Huang's fist: "Auntie holds it, please solve my doubts."

When the old lady took her hand away happily, he said, "Wang Zhizhou's subordinate Bi Tongzhi, he has a son who is about the same age as my second child, and his aunt enters the house through the door, have you ever heard of it?"

As soon as she heard that it was a matter in the government office, the old lady Huang rolled her eyes twice, and she was reluctant to part with the money in her hand, so she came out as if she didn't know, and shook her head: "I can't go in to a big family. Know."

She shook her head, and the words Wu Jin asked him were irrelevant to each other: "Mrs. Zhou Juan served as Baoshan for the Tong Zhifu, and went to Mofu to propose marriage. The family is not right, is it your idea?"

"That's not it." Huang Yuba waved her hand immediately, "I don't even have a role to play in this kind of matter, I didn't even beat the side drum."

After Wu Jin heard this, she knew that it was a coincidence, and Mrs. Huang happened to be present.

He had a pleasant face: "It's a good thing that my aunt didn't beat the side drum, otherwise she would have to walk away without food. Mo Jiedushi's younger sister and Mrs. Tongzhi dare to think about it. Mrs. Cheng and the eldest daughter of the Cheng family can't forgive her lightly."

Huang Jiapo knew that Cheng and Mo's families were married, and also knew the prestige of the eldest sister of the Cheng family, so she said tremblingly: "Ms. Cheng is out of the family, and she still takes care of her mother's affairs."

Wu Jin smiled: "After going out of the door, isn't her surname Cheng?"

"That too."

"But since Auntie didn't speak up, no one can blame you, so don't worry."

"I... I just echoed a few words..."

"Auntie shouldn't agree, it's just Madam Tongzhi and Madam Zhou, why is Auntie afraid?"

"Afraid? Madam Zhizhou is here too. I'm not afraid, but respectful."

"Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Tongzhi have a good relationship, otherwise I wouldn't propose marriage to her."

"No, if it weren't for the prefect, I wouldn't have seen Mrs. Wang."

When Wu Jin heard this, she knew it very well, and said goodbye: "Auntie, please be busy, and this junior will leave."

Huang MiGao chatted with him for a few words, the chat was cloudy and foggy, not knowing what to say, watching Wu Jin leave gracefully, and squeezed the broken silver in her hand - how valuable are these few words?

She closed the door smoothly, and at the same time yelled at her daughter to start the fire, while stacking gold and silver ingots, stacking and stacking, she suddenly felt that she had said everything.

Wu Jin left from Mrs. Huang's house, and brought a volume of military reports from the past years from her home, and went straight to the Mo Mansion, asking Yin Bei to take two literate servants and go to the study to find the residence newspapers he wanted to use.

The Mofu study room is as vast as the sea. Wu Jin spread out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the rose square table, and then opened the booklet. With her left hand, she swipe across the first page, dot on the last item, and when she copied this item with her right hand, Pass it to Yin Bei: "Find out the residence report for this day."

Yin Bei quickly took it in his hand, and handed it to the boy who stood aside and called out from Jiu Si Xuan.

And Wu Jin kept his hands and eyes, and every time he found something useful, he would copy the time and hand it to Yin Bei, asking him to find out the complete residence report.

Two boys in gray clothes shuttled among the bookshelves, searching according to the time, and every time they found a copy, they hurriedly sent it to Wu Jin, but even with Yin Bei, they didn't know what Wu Jin was doing.

They only know that the residence report that Wu Jin wants has been from the 21st year of Yuanzhang to this year.

Wu Jin sat on the rose chair, reading the mansion newspapers one by one, still taking notes while reading.

The mansion newspapers are all handwritten, and the content in them is not completely correct. I didn't feel it when I read it that day, but now I look back, and I can see the mistakes. Write down all the numbers involved.

He was fascinated by it, and suddenly the tip of his nose was fragrant and springy, and summer came into autumn. Gardenia, jasmine, and osmanthus, with agarwood as the bone, bloomed in succession on the tip of his nose, and the plum fragrance came quietly again, which made people's soul flutter , I don't know what day it is.

He looked up to the front, and saw that the servants were carefully placing a fragrant duck. Green smoke was coming out of the duck's mouth. This neither strong nor weak aroma came from here, and it fell on him little by little. .

He had smelled this fragrance from Mo Qianlan and Mo Lingfeng.

Yin Bei ordered someone to move the charcoal basin in. Seeing Wu Jin staring at the crow without moving for a while, he stepped forward and said, "Young Master Wu, do you want to change the incense?"

"No need," Wu Jin waved his hand, "The charcoal basin must be covered, otherwise the book paper will become brittle."

"Yes." Yin Bei responded, and asked again, "The kitchen has boiled hot noodle soup, why don't you have a bowl."

Wu Jin responded, and buried her head in the mansion newspaper again. There were rustling movements around at first, but it soon became silent, and the tip of her nose could no longer distinguish the fragrance of various flowers, and she concentrated on copying down the numbers one by one.

Every time the fortress is mentioned in the mansion newspaper, it must be the army of 20. In a big tone, it even said that the army of [-] is not credible. Find the silk, cotton clothes, grain and grass delivered to the fort, as well as the military pay for the fort.

According to these figures, he calculated the number of Zhenrong troops.

Zhenrong army has five groups of upper, lower, left, right, and CCP. The first four groups have 5000 people each, and the middle group has 1 people, a total of 3 people. There are 2000 soldiers in each Tingzhai, a total of 1 people, Lianhua Fort and Kaiyuan Fort each have 1000 soldiers, and the entire army is 4.

However, there were no 4 people in the fortress.

If there were, the Right Route Army would not be destroyed under the siege of Jinlu.

According to what Mo Lingfeng said, the left army had only three infantry battalions and two horse battalions, not even 500 people, and the entire fortress had less than 3 people.

Deserters, dead soldiers, and wounded soldiers were not included in the ranks, and their salaries were exploited layer by layer until they reached the fortress. The soldiers who were really on the front line now ate food from the Mo family.

Wang Zhizhou was deeply involved in this matter.

(End of this chapter)