Yu Jun

The sky is getting darker, but the wind is getting stronger, and the shape of everything in the world is changed. From time to time, the sound of tiles falling to the ground can be heard. Like thunder.

Mo and Wu walked forward along the corridor, when they turned a corner, a gust of wild wind came straight at them, and they couldn't even breathe out for a moment, and couldn't open their mouths.

Wu Jin put her long sleeves on her arms and walked in front of Mo Lingfeng to block the evil wind.

The wind blowing the lantern swayed back and forth, and the candle inside was also swaying unsteadily, and the long gown on Wu Jin's body was blown tightly against his body, making his long ape arms and kite shoulders fiery.

He is like a big bird, protecting the little Mo Lingfeng behind him.

The wind engulfed the light and heat on Wu Jin's body, passed under Wu Jin's armpits, and threw itself on Mo Lingfeng, stirring back and forth in her heart.

The two walked from the corridor to the outside of the second hall one after the other, and when they were about to part ways, Yin Bei ran over against the wind and said loudly: "Girl, Shi Yuan is here, I want to see you!"

Even though the voice was so loud, it took some effort for Mo Lingfeng to hear clearly amidst the whistling wind.

She hunched slightly, and because of the wind, her clothes kept clinging to her back, rubbing against her wounds. When she heard Shi Yuan coming, she straightened up a little and waved at Wu Jin.

Wu Jin bent over and put her ear to her. The two bodies were still facing each other, but their heads were slightly crossed.

A gust of hot air blew past his ears, and Mo Lingfeng's voice came in: "The ship returner is here."

He immediately turned his head and laughed, moved his head, and immediately felt a moist touch on his ears, as if he had rubbed against Mo Lingfeng's lips. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned his face away, maintaining the posture of whispering, holding his breath He held his breath and suppressed his heartbeat, but his face turned red uncontrollably, so red that it was almost bleeding.

He looked at Mo Lingfeng from the corner of his eye, and Mo Lingfeng was fluttering in the wind, not aware of the sudden change.

He blushed and replied calmly: "I'll go see him."

Mo Lingfeng didn't hear his words clearly, "ah", took a step back, stretched out his hands, held his head, and let him look at him: "What?"

Wu Jin looked directly into her eyes, her lips, and the sound of her heartbeat was deafening to her ears. A drop of sweat dripped from her temples, and the wind blew her away.

He was imprisoned by these slender hands, and everything from his breathing to his soul was out of shape.

He took a step back, escaped from Mo Lingfeng's hands, and after his breath calmed down a little, he said loudly, "I'm going to see him!"

Mo Lingfeng withdrew his hand, nodded, pulled his clothes back with his backhand, waved at Wu Jin again, and walked into the second hall.

Yin Bei stood still and shouted, "Where did you meet him?"

"The front hall."

Yin Bei immediately went to invite people into the front hall. Wu Jin supported the door frame, and the heat that had just risen slowly dissipated. He squinted his eyes in the wind, stepped forward, and walked to the front hall.

Shi Yuan stood waiting in the corridor of the front hall. Because of the strong wind, the clothes on his body were flapping, and the high-tube Dongpo scarf on his head was loose, and it was tilted to one side. With one move, the sleeves were immediately covered by the wind around the head.

He hurriedly put down his hands, never thinking that his sleeves would catch the head scarf and cap, and he would take off the Dongpo scarf too, and drop it to the ground, let the wind blow and roll away, and his hair quickly scattered in the wind. The hood became two big.

It’s over.

He was in a hurry, grabbing two wide sleeves with one hand, secretly hating himself for saving face and suffering, if he came here wearing narrow sleeves, he would not be so embarrassed.

Bending against the wind, he ran after his hat. He fished it three times in a row but failed to catch it. When he was about to give up the hat, he picked it up with one hand, patted the ashes, and handed it to him. hand.

He hastily took the Dongpo scarf in his hand, and when he looked up, it was Wu Jin.

Wu Jin wore a soft headband and a lake-green gown with wide sleeves, but he stood firmly in the wind, holding his sleeves with his right hand, not in a panic, and said with a smile, "Go into the house quickly, the wind is strong."

Shi Yuan straightened his waist involuntarily, holding the Dongpo scarf in his left hand, pressing his right hand in front of his abdomen, holding his left sleeve, and followed him into the room.

Walking into the room, a few strands of hair fell down on the skirt of his clothes, Shi Yuan became more and more embarrassed, suddenly remembered something, quickly put his hat on the small table, turned around and brought in a food box: "Zongzi made at home."

He reached out to cut his hair: "It's really rude."

Wu Jin waved her hand: "It's windy today, come here to take care of it."

He led Shi Yuan to the flower hall on the side of the front hall, the flower hall is the same as the front hall, the furnishings are simple and simple, the color of the tables, chairs and couches is dull, rigid, without the slightest interest, but the utensils are complete, behind the couches and screens, there are combs, bronze mirrors and other things.

Shi Yuan also became solemn, combed his hair carefully, put on his hat, and tidied his clothes before going out to greet Wu Jin.

The two sat down opposite each other, and the servants made hot tea. Shi Yuan said to Wu Jin, "I heard from Cheng San that Miss Mo is fond of sweets, so I brought rice dumplings with candied dates. My sister made them. Please don't dislike Miss Mo." .”

Wu Jin taught people to send the food box to the second hall, and said softly, "Thank you."

"I just want to thank you," Shi Yuan said solemnly, "Thanks to Miss Mo for giving my sister a meeting gift, which saved my sister from a difficult situation. Now my sister is married to her beloved, and it is all thanks to Miss Mo."

After he thanked him, he hesitated and said: "Yesterday, I just raised my hand, but today Miss Mo wants to give me a lucky boat. I really feel ashamed and dare not accept this great gift."

Wu Jin smiled slightly: "Don't shirk, Miss Mo doesn't just give people things."

Shi Yuan said: "No, I read the ship registry sent by the family. The ship is five thousand materials and can carry 600 people. It is already the largest lucky ship. I don’t even dare to think about investing in the boat, let alone give the boat to me directly.”

Before that, he knew that the wealth of Mo Mansion, the Nanzhu that Mo Lingfeng gave casually, and the million guan that Mo Jiedu envoy gave to Guochao were all a number above this wealth, but Mo Lingfeng casually sent a blessing. After the boat, he realized that he had underestimated Mo Fu.

Not only him, but perhaps the entire Kuanzhou City, and even Guochao, underestimated the financial resources of the Mo Mansion.

And this gift was too big, it knocked him dizzy, walking like flying through the clouds, erratic, not knowing what to do, until dinner, his heart slowly fell to the ground.

After landing, his rationality returned to his mind. He thought that he would not be rewarded for nothing, and this boat could not be taken away.

Wu Jin didn't persuade him to accept it, but instead asked: "You often walk on the pier, do you know someone from the boat company?"

Shi Yuan didn't know why, seeing that Wu Jin didn't mention the boat, he couldn't say too much rashly, so he replied, "I know."

"I have something I would like to ask you to do." Wu Jin took out a note from his sleeve and handed it to him, "This matter can only be accomplished if you accept the blessing boat."