Yu Jun

Chapter 184
Wu Jin turned around slowly, and everything in front of him disappeared. Officials, deans, lecturers, lecturers, classmates, and onlookers left behind only pairs of probing eyes chasing and intercepting him.

He heard Wang Jinghua and Cheng Ting arguing about the poem, and he heard Shi Yuan and Cheng Zhifu both testify for him, proving that the poem was misinterpreted by outsiders.

The stagnant wind and sunlight suddenly turned, and those tense eyes and expressions all relaxed.

"It turned out to be a misunderstanding."

"Yes, I don't know who passed it on, it's so wicked."

Just when you said something to me, Wang Jinghua suddenly looked at Wu Jin aggressively, and said loudly: "Wu Jin, I ask you a question, do you dare to answer me?"

Wu Jin's whole body suddenly became cold, and that cold air shot up from the bottom of his heart again, the blood in his limbs and bones were all condensed for this, his upper teeth bit down a row of marks on his lower lip, and his pupils were filled with coldness, Leng Sensen looked at Wang Jinghua.

Wang Jinghua was unmoved, and before Wu Jin could speak, he had already made another attack.

"Remnant flowers and spots, full of golden light. Black hair is hidden, pearls are embellished. The wind stops and the grass stands, and the back is fragrant. Don't ride the horse, don't wade in the water, and don't listen to the wind.

Well written!The writing is sincere and full of affection, Wu Jin, do you have an affair with Mo Lingfeng! "

He made a loud sound, resounding inside and outside, everyone was quiet, and after chewing again, they all felt that there was love in it.

Friendship is hidden in the word "Mo", like a kind of suppressed introspection, telling oneself not to gallop a horse, not to wade in water, and not to listen to the wind.

People's hearts are so strange, the more suppressed feelings are gathered, the more dignified and rich they become, and they cannot be hidden, nor can they be probed.

Everyone looked at Wu Jin in astonishment once again.

Wu Jin tried her best to calm down, suppressing all emotions, her face reflected the sunlight that had been filtered through the canopy, becoming more warm and clean, she turned around and cupped her hands towards Prefect Cheng: "Prefect Cheng, although the student is not a woman, I also know that women are precious and famous. The festival is big, the student wrote a few essays, but pushed Miss Mo to the forefront of the storm, the crime is heinous, the student Wang asked this question, the student can not answer, and dare not answer."

Cheng Zhifu nodded: "Students, you should think of loyalty. Talking in such a panic is not only suspected of insulting orphans, but also against the way of reading. Jing Hua, don't ask too much."

Wang Zhizhou put down the teacup: "You still have to ask, otherwise Wu Jin won't be able to convince the public if she gets the first name, so let's do it."

He looked around at everyone: "Today's literary competition has also finished, so we will let everyone go to their own homes for half a day, leaving only me, Zhifu Cheng, the two deans, and Jinghua here."

Cheng Ting immediately said: "I will stay too, I am afraid that you will bully him!"

When other people heard what Wang Zhizhou said, even if they were curious, they had to salute and leave. When the students, instructors, and lecturers left one after another, the servant urged the onlookers to leave, then closed the door of the state school, and left quietly .

The Zhou School, which was still noisy just now, was suddenly silent, the sun was getting stronger, and the gust of wind was getting hotter and hotter. The shadows of flowers and plants swayed with the wind, and the gardenia was planted somewhere, but the fragrance burst into people's noses.

Wu Jin was still standing in front of the incense table, and the veil fell on him, forming a net without substance. He alone carried this net, and tried his best to push Mo Lingfeng away from the calculations and schemes.

Wang Jinghua chuckled: "Wu Jin, there are only a few of us now, do you dare to answer in front of a saint?"

Wu Jin clenched her hands into fists, her heart sank, and she opened her mouth, wanting to say "no", but the voice was suppressed by her throat and tongue, and she couldn't make it no matter what.

All the reasons I thought up last night were all gone, and all the words of comforting myself became excuses.

He couldn't tell.

Don't go against your own heart, go against your own way, after a lie, in the next life, his heart, his deeds, will run to cover up this lie, and he will never be safe again.

can not say!
He gritted his teeth, straightened his back, and stood in front of the incense table and the statue of the saint, resisting all eyes.

Cheng Ting yelled from the side: "Who would like her?"

Before he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, and looking at Wu Jin's expression, his face was already as white as paper, his sleeves were covering his hands, but his sleeves were trembling slightly.

His heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "No way."

Looking around blankly, his heart almost came out of his mouth. Seeing Wu Jin's silence, he became more and more anxious, wishing he could answer no instead of Wu Jin.

And Wang Jinghua pressed him step by step: "If you say no, then in the future, you and Miss Mo will have nothing to do with each other, and you must not have the slightest relationship, otherwise what you say today is a lie!"

Cheng Ting stared at Wu Jin. Seeing that Wu Jin was silent for a long time, he hurriedly shouted in his heart: "Idiot! Let's talk about this first, who knows what will happen next?"

Can't wait for Wu Jin to answer, he hastily said: "So what if there is love? Leaf is so good, who doesn't like it? I like it too!"

It is rare for Cheng Zhifu to agree with his son: "I also like such a little girl. Who doesn't love a hero among girls."

Mi Yingzong nodded: "Without a female general, where did the Women's Army come from? Miss Mo is such a character, it is rare."

While they were talking and laughing, the pressure brought by Wang Jinghua's persecution also eased. Cheng Zhifu smiled and said to Wang Zhizhou: "Lingfeng is a good boy, Wu Jin is not a clay bodhisattva, and it is human nature to have feelings. .”

He turned his head to Dean Mi and said: "Besides, the affair of the female lover here can't be regarded as moral corruption."

Cheng Ting said loudly, "That's right!"

Wang Jinghua made enough preparations, but Cheng Ting, a bastard, made a mess. He immediately became angry and glared at Cheng Ting: "Shut up!"

"I just won't shut up!"

"Wu Jin!" Wang Jinghua turned his head to look at Wu Jin, "Since you kept silent, you must have answered shamelessly, it seems that you are affectionate!"

Cheng Ting followed closely: "So what, it has delayed your matchmaking?"

"Since he is sentient, he is not frank! He entered Mo's residence on purpose!"

"You have the heart of a villain and the heart of a gentleman. You are mean and despicable, and no one is frank! If he doesn't go to Mo's house to earn money, then you, a good man, go support their family!"

"If it's for money, why doesn't he become a scholar?"

"My uncle gave me a lot, who thinks there is too much money?"

The faces of the two were flushed from the quarrel, spittle was flying, sweat was pouring out, and veins burst out on the necks, sweeping away the elegance and decency of the literati.

The two deans frowned, and Ye Shuhuai slammed the table under the frenzied hunger: "Shut up!"

Under his roar, the "buzzing" sound from the two children also dissipated.

Ye Shu wanted to reprimand Xiao Cheng and Xiao Wang, but in front of Da Cheng and Da Wang, he couldn't move his mouth, he could only snort coldly, glanced away from the dessert, shut his mouth tightly, and swallowed his saliva.

Mi Yingzong laughed and said, "Let's discuss with the matchmaker about the relationship between children and children."

(End of this chapter)