Yu Jun

This is Mo Lingfeng's response to Wu Jin's poem.

The two remained silent, and when Mo Gan came, Wu Jin folded her palms together and firmly held the three words in her palms.

Mo Lingfeng chewed the candy, swallowed it, then yawned loudly, got up and rubbed his eyes, said goodbye to Wu Jin, and went back to Changsui's residence.

After she left, Wu Jin turned her gaze back to the table, took out a piece of bamboo paper and pressed it down, and wrote: "April 26, Yuanzhang 26."

"Once in the wind and moon, the sky is forever."

After writing, he rolled up the paper and burned it, leaving only a clear and firm imprint in his mind. Then he spread his palms and stared at the writing on it for a long time.

Mo Lingfeng lay on Yin Nan's back and headed for Changsuiju. The quiet Mo Mansion was like a deep pool, no matter how the wind and rain hit it, it remained calm.

The wind blew a few times from the back of the dog, and then gradually went away. Hearing the familiar sound of the dog, Mo Lingfeng knew that Cheng Ting had finished the matter of leaving his nationality and sent Qi Chang back.

She has no intention of seeing Qi Chang again—this gray bug, her every move is in her eyes, she knows his ins and outs, penetrates his temperament and heart, and knows his knowledge like the back of the palm of her hand.

Use it if it can be used, and kill it if it can't be used.

At the corner gate of Mo Mansion, it was indeed Cheng Ting who released Qi Chang from his slave status and sent him back - although Qi Chang was not a slave, he had nowhere to go, so he could only return to Mo Mansion and continue to be a slave.

Qi Chang watched Cheng Ting leave with the dog at the corner gate, walked slowly back to Jiusixuan, lit a candle for himself, stopped in front of the three tables and chairs placed in characters, and sat where Wu Jin often sat superior.

After sitting like this for a while, he came back to himself from the earth-shattering surprise-he came back, what was just a vague ecstasy before, now became a clear and great joy, and he couldn't sit still , stood up and jumped a few times, and let out a few long breaths before barely being able to sit down.

He is no longer a slave!

Like Wu Jin, he can participate in Qiu Wei and Chun Wei, a bright future is in sight, he can almost describe that beauty by closing his eyes.

Those officials' sons, Cheng Ting and Wang Jinghua, didn't take this opportunity seriously. Only he knew that what was so common to them was an unattainable gift to him.

The last time he was so happy was when Wu Jin gave him a sugar cake. At that time, he was still a beggar - he seemed to be a beggar from birth, even the belt and flesh were dirty, either he was frozen half dead, or he was hungry His chest was pressed against his back, and it was the first time he tasted sugar.

Later, when he arrived at Mo Mansion, he was able to eat enough, but he often ate with trepidation, and he didn't feel comfortable eating.

happy!

happy!

Thoughts are like waves, waves impacting his mind, Rao Qiu Wei has not started yet, but he can't help but think about the days after Chun Wei.

He didn't want to be a high-ranking official, as long as he could have a small official, he heard that no one wanted to go to a county magistrate in a remote area, so he could go.

He was so overwhelmed by his thoughts that he couldn't sit still, got up and turned around the room, with a smile on his face from time to time, and all the teeth were left to dry outside.

Until he was exhausted, his head was still active and he couldn't stop. Finally, he could hold back his thoughts. He walked to a "Summer Picture" painted by Zhao Shiheng and looked up at the scholar in the painting.

The scholar's face is blurred, hidden under the shade of a tree, sitting cross-legged, stretching out his hand to play the piano, with a careless arrogance.

He whispered: "Sir, you said that if I were to enter the officialdom one day, I would definitely fall into the injustice of the Mo family and cut off Wu Jin's future. I want to say that you are wrong."

He reached out and touched the person in the painting: "I know, you look down on me, but although I was born as a beggar, I also know etiquette and shame, and I know how to repay kindness. I will never become the kind of villain you said .”

The outside of Jiusi Xuan was blown by the wind, and the calligraphy and paintings inside Jiu Si Xuan were rattling. A single candle, which was unable to illuminate the dark and spacious study room, was shaken again at this time, and countless shadows were immediately shaken inside the room.

Qi Chang was startled, his heart skipped a beat, he quickly blew out the candles and went out, turned around and closed the door, blocking the wind from the door.

The clattering sound disappeared, and Jiu Sixuan returned to silence.

He touched his heart and went back to his room to sleep, raised his legs and stepped down the stone steps, then stepped on the air and fell to the ground.

With a sound of "Ouch", he slowly stood up, thinking: "Extreme joy begets sorrow."

This fall calmed his boiling mind, and like everyone else in Mo Mansion, he passed the night peacefully.

In the middle of the Yin hour of the next day, Wu Jin got up early as usual, went out to buy some things first, and then went to the water pavilion to recite with her books. At the beginning of the hour, Yin Bei sent tabloids and residence newspapers, and Mo Lingfeng came with Xun—— After a night's rest, her fever subsided and she was full of energy, even if she didn't take the medicine.

Sitting down in front of Wu Jin, she pinched her fingers on the hole of the xun and brought it to her mouth. Just as she raised her breath to blow, her back suddenly hurt, and she immediately put the xun down.

She couldn't play the xun, and she didn't want to read the tabloids, so she went to the garden, picked off a few gardenias and put them on her head.

A tiger-striped snake was coiled on a branch. Without thinking, she drew out her dagger and nailed the snake's head to the tree.

Then she turned and went back to the water pavilion.

The sky gradually brightened, Yin Nan brought the medicine with a serious face, and the nanny put two more rock sugar in it, but it couldn't cover up the bitter taste of the medicine, Mo Lingfeng pushed away the medicine bowl, thinking that he was already cured.

Wu Jin's eyes were still glued to the tabloid, she reached into her right sleeve pocket with her left hand, took out a piece of candy from it, put it into a bowl, and said in her mouth: "A new pattern, soft fudge from Suzhou, with pine nuts in it, and Walnuts, jellybeans, are easy to melt."

Mo Lingfeng immediately picked up the bowl, drank the medicine with a generous expression, and grabbed the sugar at the bottom of the bowl in one gulp.

She chewed and chewed with her cheeks on her cheeks, and the bees flapped their wings and buzzed around the gardenia on her head.

Wu Jin raised her head from the tabloids, stretched out her hand to wave away the bees for Mo Lingfeng, and saw the golden light on the necklace on her neck flashing together with the grains on the water surface, she couldn't help smiling, very calm and at ease.

At four o'clock, Cheng Ting came with his raging appetite.

He is dressed like a peacock spreading its tail, wearing a soap gauze corner scarf, a hollyhock on the sideburns, and a tunic-collared robe embroidered with auspicious clouds, and a cross-collared undershirt, with a gold belt around his waist. Yu, who just didn't have to put on makeup, made a fuss all the way into Jiusixuan.

The big yellow dog followed behind him, with a drooping dog's face, as soon as he entered the flower hall, he immediately jumped to Wu Jin's feet.

It was a hot day, and he was dressed too solemnly, walking all the way, his face was slick, and Mo Lingfeng covered his eyes: "Hey, what kind of flirting are you doing?"

Cheng Ting was immediately unconvinced: "I am dressed rightly, and gentlemen are like this, Lao Huang, do you think so?"

The big yellow dog raised its head, and echoed twice in a strange way.

Wu Jin twisted a veil with cold water and handed it to him: "Wipe."