Yu Jun

Chapter 2 See You Again

The next day, it was warm and cold, and the cold rain deceived the flowers.

With two black eye circles, Wu Jin watched her father get the decoction, and then under the urging of her mother, she braved the drizzle and entered the state to study in "Fei Ran Academy".

Stepping into the second gate, I saw the rankings of the private math test of the past two days posted on the white walls on both sides of the school, and the students all looked up.

When someone saw Wu Jin coming, they laughed and said, "Here comes the first name."

Everyone turned their heads to look at Wu Jin, Wu Jin forced a smile without saying a word.

Another person pointed at the person who came in and smiled, "The bottom one is here too."

Cheng Ting, the prefect's son, snorted nonchalantly: "Of course Wu Jin is good at math, but he sells cakes every day, and if he can't do math well, he will lose all his pants."

After finishing speaking, he strode in with his best friend who had three pieces of rat shit. When he passed by Wu Jin, he slammed into Wu Jin's shoulder forcefully: "Smelly pancake seller, if you are capable, you will get the top spot in your essays."

Wu Jin's essays are not good, even if she tried her best, they could only be mediocre.

The first class this morning was the essay class, and the lecturer came up with the topic "Candle Dragon Lives in a Cold Door", with a limit of one stick of incense, and asked everyone to write a trial poem and hand it in.

This question comes from "Northern Wind", Wu Jin thought for a moment, and solved the question with the first couplet.

"The cold rain roosts, and the Guanyin stone is broken."

How to answer the question in the second couplet, but he couldn't think of a good sentence for a while. Countless words and sentences flowed in his mind, mixed with the blood and sweat flowing from his father, which made him dizzy, his eyes were sore, always like There are tears accumulated in it.

When the incense burnt out, there was still only this couplet on the volume, so naturally it was criticized by the lecturer, Cheng Ting took pleasure in other's misfortune, and sneered at Wu Jin, the lecturer spoke at the top, and he spoke at the bottom.

When Dao Lang talked about the important point, he couldn't bear it anymore, and angrily grabbed Cheng Ting: "You are so good at talking, you say it!"

Only then did Cheng Ting shut up angrily, and returned the school to a clean slate.

After lunch, Wu Jin took the homework from the lecturer of essays, went to the Tibetan pavilion behind the academy, looked around at the scenery, and wanted to write a good poem about Wing Chun.

The drizzle outside the pavilion was hazy, the wind was already cold, and there was dampness everywhere, and the coldness took shape, cottony as silk, sharp as needles, piercing into people's limbs and bones.

An elm tree in front of him was about to be hung on a string, but he only looked up at this moment to see it.

Suddenly, Cheng Ting's voice broke his contemplation: "I am the best at writing essays and poems. Today, my husband asked me to give a lecture. Will you?"

"will not."

The answering voice was sweet and crisp, like a juicy big white pear.

Wu Jin turned her head to look, and saw Cheng Ting holding an umbrella, leading a little girl enthusiastically into the Xi Temple next to the Tibetan Pavilion.

There was a yellow dog in Xici. When he stepped on the dog's leg, the dog let out a lazy "tsk" and lay down again.

He put away the umbrella, and said to the little girl like offering a treasure: "This dog is big, do you want to ride it?"

The big yellow dog drooped his face, turned around, and pointed his butt at him.

The little girl was wearing a red trousers, with two horns tied on her head with a red string, and a golden lock of longevity hanging on her chest. She replied with a stern face, "I don't want to ride."

Cheng Ting was undeterred, and flirted with the little girl: "Would you like to come to the state to study? I asked my father to tell the head of the mountain that there is also a girls' school in the academy, so that you can come out to play every day."

The little girl lowered her head and looked at the dog: "I don't like reading."

"I don't like it either, we are bosom friends," he also looked down at the dog, "it still rolls, I'll make it roll for you."

After that, he kicked the big yellow dog: "Wu Jin, get out, get out."

The little girl wondered: "What is the dog's name?"

"Dogs don't have this name, I call this name." Wu Jin walked out of the hidden pavilion, nearly being laughed at by Cheng Ting, and even the gloom in her heart dissipated a lot.

Seeing Wu Jin suddenly, Cheng Ting blushed with embarrassment, and glared at Wu Jin angrily: "You stinky pancake seller, how dare you eavesdrop on the young master's speech!"

Before Wu Jin could speak, he turned his head and grabbed the little girl's hand: "Let's go!"

The little girl hid her thin palm to prevent Cheng Ting from pulling her: "Send me to my brother."

"Then, go by yourself." Cheng Ting reluctantly took his hand back.

"Are you afraid of him?"

"I'm not afraid," Cheng Ting replied arrogantly, "Who is afraid of him, I'm just a little scared!"

He stuffed the umbrella to Wu Jin: "Brother Bing, you send her to the Mingjing Hall, if she loses a single strand of hair, I won't be able to spare you tomorrow."

After all, he belatedly realized that the little girl had been out for too long, and his brother might come looking for him, so he ran away immediately and disappeared without a trace.

Only Wu Jin and the little girl were left in the Xi Temple.

Wu Jin recognized this little girl as the big buyer from last night. Now that she looked closer, she felt more and more that the child had a good-looking appearance, with red phoenix eyes, long black eyelashes, and ruddy lips, like flower petals.

He opened the umbrella: "Let's go."

The two walked up the stone path, one left and one right, passed through two ancestral halls, and turned right through a long corridor.

Outside the promenade is a yellow sand tank with a big belly and a sharp bottom, filled with a tank of Bi Rongrong water, and two koi with red gold foreheads swim in it, creating circles and ripples.

The little girl stopped by the tank and did not leave, she buried her head in the fish and said, "There are fish."

Wu Jin stopped and turned around, and followed by the fish tank. After a while, the little girl had had enough of seeing the fish, and the two continued to walk towards the Mingjing Hall.

Walking outside the Mingjing hall, the door was closed tightly. The little girl thanked Wu Jin and pushed the door open. As soon as she opened the door, a harsh voice came from the room: "Don't use mules, it's your Mo family 100 The rules of years ago, now that people have changed, the rules have naturally changed!"

Wu Jin immediately stepped back, wanting to get as far away from this place as possible.

The surname Mo was a common surname that occupied the northwest a hundred years ago. According to the ten prefectures in the northwest, it was named Fuyuan Army. When the Jokhang Dynasty was founded, it returned to the court. Even if it returned to the court, it was like a silent conspiracy.

Later, Emperor Zhaozong lured the five clans of the Mo family into Beijing as hostages, and forced the Mo family to offer land in Beijing. Since the fighting, the Mo family only has the reputation of the Kuanzhou Jiedu Envoy.

Wu Jin strode back to the Tibetan Pavilion and tried her best to finish the poem. When she returned to the school, she heard the little girl's voice again.

She called her brother in a loud voice, first chirping fish, then barking big yellow dog, and finally bleating to tell Cheng Ting, the innocence flowed out along with her high and low voice, even the wind became Liven up.

Wu Jin quickened her pace, unexpectedly meeting the little girl face to face.

The little girl jumped down from the steps and jumped in front of Wu Jin with a "boom". She stood firm, looked up at Wu Jin, and opened her mouth to laugh "ha".

Before Wu Jin could speak, an urgent voice came from behind her: "Ah Yao!"

Afterwards, a man rushed up with two attendants, and before he got down the steps, he opened the umbrella, stepped forward in three steps at a time, and caged the little girl under the umbrella.

Wu Jin thought to herself: "It turns out that her baby name is Ah Yao."

Ah Yao pointed at Wu Jin: "Brother, he sent me back."

The man holding the umbrella removed the umbrella in his hand, raised his head, and looked at Wu Jin.

His eyes passed through the cold wind and drizzle, through the dim light, and sharply covered Wu Jin.

Wu Jin then took a step back, but instead of bowing down, she calmly looked back and saw that the other party was wearing normal clothes without any identification, and her face was only around [-], so she bowed slightly and saluted.

The man didn't return the salute, thanked Wu Jin politely, took Ah Yao's hand and left.

　尨 (mang, second tone), miscellaneous-haired puppy

　　
　
(End of this chapter)