Yu Jun

Cheng Ting wiped his face and saw that Qi Chang came over with breakfast. He and Wu Jin had big buns stuffed with mutton, served with tofu soup, and Mo Lingfeng drank cold porridge and ate steamed cakes.

Cheng Ting took a piece of steamed pancake and tasted it. Seeing the sweet taste, he immediately gave up and concentrated on eating the meat bun.

He was sweating profusely from eating, and after eating, he really couldn't wear the clothes, so he had to go to the official room to take off the cross-collared undershirt, put on only the regimental collar gown, and slapped himself fiercely with a fan.

After pouring a cup of tea, he immediately began to narrate overwhelmingly, reversing Mo Lingfeng's heroic appearance yesterday, talking with gusto.

Afterwards, he said that after Mo Lingfeng left, the master and yamen servants of Wang Zhizhou's mansion arrived late, and his father also hurried over, sending Wang Jinghua away with all his efforts.

The father and son were only in the united front on the matter of the father and son of the Wang family. After the siege was cleared, when he learned that the boy from Mofuzhai School was going to compete with Wang Jinghua, Cheng Taishan immediately turned his eyes, grabbed Cheng Ting's ear and scolded—— The dignified son of the magistrate, who has also studied in Mo Fu Zhai for so long, is not even as good as a servant!
Speaking of this, Cheng Ting couldn't help but feel lingering fears. Before Qiu Wei, his fate was already like this. If Qi Chang passed Qiu Wei, wouldn't he be beaten to death.

So Cheng Ting hiccupped and said that he would also work hard to make himself stronger, and he must have passed this autumn.

While he was drinking tea, Mo Lingfeng suddenly asked: "Xu Huiran is going home with Li?"

The tea in Cheng Ting's mouth immediately stopped breathing, "poof" came out of his mouth, and then dripped out of his nostrils, he coughed and said in a hoarse voice, "You, how do you know?"

Mo Lingfeng bared his teeth and smiled: "Learning for my hobby."

Cheng Ting wiped his face with a handkerchief, two blobs of red flew up on his face, and said coyly: "I have to beg my mother to propose a marriage, I must have a reputation, I'm afraid... I'm afraid there will be someone ahead of me."

Mo Lingfeng shook his head: "No."

Cheng Ting immediately refused to accept it: "Sister Huiran is so good, even if she remarries, many people will like her."

"Xu Huiran won't marry again."

Cheng Ting closed his mouth with a "crack", the joy was gone, and after a while, he comforted himself that it was better not to marry than to marry casually.

He turned his head and shouted at Qi Chang, Qi Chang came in to exchange tea, Cheng Ting hugged him: "Wu Jin, you have to teach the two of us well, you are Mr. Zhao's beloved disciple, if you don't teach us well Two, what he has learned all his life is in your hands. During the holidays, when you burn paper to toast, do you feel ashamed? You have to get up in the middle of the night to slap yourself?"

Wu Jin nodded with a smile: "In this case, you don't need to go back to the state to study, go to grind ink, and copy "University" first."

He got up and walked to the door: "I'll get the ruler."

Cheng Ting made a vow and asked Qi Chang to move tables and chairs to study in the fasting school. The two of them set aside pens, inks, papers and inkstones together and began to copy books.

Mo Lingfeng went to the second class, Cheng Ting probably wanted to learn from the bottom of his heart, and worked hard until lunch.

After a hearty lunch, his ambitions were swept away by drowsiness, his eyelids dropped little by little, and the things he copied in the morning slipped out of his mind little by little.

After taking a nap in the wing room, he was completely at a loss and got up in a daze. He opened the door and saw that the sky was dark, not at noon. Wake up, it's already the next day?
He hastily squatted down and lifted the heels, and walked out while tying the sash rings.

There were many trees outside, and suddenly a gust of wind blew up the canopy like a tidal wave, with great force, and the leaves fell on the roof tiles with a very loud sound, it should be raining.

He strode to the entrance of Xue Zhai, and just about to enter, he saw three candles burning in the room, illuminating the two people sitting around a table.

Wu Jin and Mo Lingfeng were surrounded by this warm and hazy light. Their eyes were bright and their faces were calm. One read a book, the other ate and drank. They breathed together, and even a sentence was unnecessary.

The roar of the wind and waves outside is unnecessary for them, only the light and green smoke from the candle can be charming around them.

Cheng Ting remembered the truth Wu Jin insisted on that day, and took a step back, instead of breaking the rare silence, he walked to the flower hall.

Before he entered the flower hall, he heard someone talking inside, as if he was talking about where to put the dinner, he stood there scratching his head, and then he woke up, he was sleepy.

He raised his legs and walked into the flower hall. There were three young men in green clothes standing inside, including Qi Chang. When he saw Cheng Ting entering, he quickly stopped talking.

One of them stepped forward to pour tea for Cheng Ting, Cheng Ting drank half of the tea cup and asked Qi Chang, "Why didn't you go to study?"

Qi Chang lowered his head and replied: "Ms. Mo said that the villain's knowledge is enough, so just go on as usual. Young Master Wu said that the villain's handwriting is not good, so he needs to practice more."

When he spoke, recalling Mo Lefeng's expression at that time, he was suddenly respectful and afraid - as if nothing could escape Mo Lefeng's eyes.

Cheng Ting drank the tea slowly, cleared his throat, and looked at Qi Chang differently: "I didn't expect you to listen in the fast school, and your knowledge is enough, better than me."

"The villain dare not compare with the third master."

"Strong is strong," Cheng Ting rubbed his belly, "Separate dinner, mine is here, Wu Jin and your girls' are next door."

Qi Chang replied yes, and the other two servants rushed out.

Cheng Ting felt strange, looked at Qi Chang, then at the teacup in his hand, and suddenly laughed: "Qi Chang, you just got out of slavery, and before you took the exam, they fawned on you."

In Jiusixuan, Qi Chang has always been the one who runs up and down, but unexpectedly, overnight, he will also be complimented by others.

His laughter made Qi Chang suddenly blush in embarrassment, as if Cheng Ting had suddenly taken off the clothes he had just put on: "No, no."

"It's okay to flatter you," Cheng Ting listened to the wind outside, "You are also serving in Jiu Si Xuan, but you can read and read, and you can listen to enough knowledge. They are not as good as you."

He pointed to his head again: "Just be careful of other people's compliments, this thing is like wine, it will erode your body little by little."

Qi Chang nodded respectfully.

After dinner, Cheng Ting left without saying goodbye, and thought it would be better to go to the state to study tomorrow - Mo Mansion is too quiet, enough to make him sleep for a long time.

Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin, who also finished eating, came out of Jiusixuan and walked slowly forward from the corridor. One was going to the second hall, and the other was going to the mountain home. The rain had not yet fallen, but the wind was blowing To dissipate the heat of the day,
Wu Jin smelled the scent of agarwood from Mo Lingfeng, which washed away the smell of medicine from her body. Just by smelling it like this, he could think of the situation in the second hall.

Congested and dull, the candlelight casts shadows onto the wall, all of which are attached to Mo Qianlan, because there is no wind, the smoke in the smoker falls to the ground in large numbers, and disperses like falling flowers, leaving only The aroma stagnates on the clothes.