Yu Jun

Chapter 22
Wu Jin saw Mo Lingfeng's slightly animal-like innocence at Mo's house, and when she saw her younger brother Wu Yi again at home, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Books are like medicine, and the bitter Wu Yi is hard to swallow.

After a day of class at Mengxue, he returned home with a disheveled face and a bitter face. When Wu Jin asked him about his homework, he didn't remember a single word. He only remembered that Mengxue's lunch at noon was good and had meat.

After Mengxue class, he still has no time to relax, Wu's mother has already made the cakes, and he has to go out to sell cakes with Wu Jin.

Those who leave early and return late work for a few days, not to mention being a thief, even if a penny falls at his feet, he may not have the strength to pick it up.

Wu Jin deliberately wanted to sharpen his temper, to be ruthless, to ignore all his pains, and to only tell him to work hard in elementary school every day.

On the day of the end of the month, Wu Yi had no hope of dropping out of school, and hated going to school, and Wu Jin also arrived outside Mo's residence at the end of Mao's time.

At this time, the waning moon was in the sky, before falling to the ground, and in the mist, the sky was blue, with only faint golden light shining through. He knocked on the corner door and walked to the garden.

The morning fog in the waterside pavilion was thicker. Mo Lingfeng was wearing a wide-sleeved snow-blue gown. When the wind blew, a whole pattern of floating flowers woven on it was faintly visible. The gold collar pressed the neckline and intertwined with the color of the clothes. More and more luxurious.

This ball of floating light enveloped Mo Lingfeng, which was extremely eye-catching, but she sat cross-legged on the bench, with a glance down her eyes, she suppressed the glitz.

A few gray sparrows flitted across the lake, and their cries were drowned out by the xun.

Mo Lingfeng blew the Tao Xun with a "woo-woo". At first, the sound was chaotic, but suddenly it became intermittently tuned. It was noisy.

After she finished playing a song, she saw Wu Jin by the lake, jumped down and ran to Wu Jin's side, her face was pink and white, her eyes shone with the alternating light of the sun and the moon, and even the tip of her eyelashes had a little golden light.

She asked Wu Jin, "Are you okay?"

Wu Jin replied honestly: "It's much better."

The two walked slowly towards Jiusixuan, and Mo Lingfeng blew the Xun with a long "woo" from time to time to scare the birds hiding in the flowers and trees.

After playing enough, she put away the xun and stretched out her hand in front of Wu Jin: "Look, the bug bit a big bag on my hand."

Wu Jin bent down to look, and saw a red envelope swelled up on the back of her hand, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to scratch her, as soon as she raised her hand, she knew something was wrong, and quickly dropped it: "Is it itchy?"

"Itchy." Mo Lingfeng scratched twice, and Cheng Ting shouted from behind: "Wait for me!"

Cheng Ting slept all night, and after dawn, he changed his mind and vowed to hang his head and buttocks, so he came early and wanted to work hard with Wu Jin.

Spreading his pen and ink, he listened to Zhao Shiheng's lecture for half an hour. He reverted to his old ways and fell asleep. After lunch, he completely forgot about his ambitions and drove his dog and Mo Lingfeng to hunt birds around.

Wu Jin was writing in the study room. After three articles, he put down the pen and turned his wrist, and when he was about to write again, Mo Lingfeng suddenly came back.

In her hand, she was holding a small gray-white snake with a small head and a thick body. The snake's body was limp and loose, and she let her play with it.

"Wu Jin, look! It's Bai Ji Snake!" She tied the little snake and sent it to Wu Jin.

Wu Jin suddenly dodged back, forgetting that there was no one to rely on, she immediately raised her legs and fell to the ground, with goosebumps all over her arms: "Lingfeng... Miss Mo!"

Gulu turned over and put his hands on the ground. Before he could stand up, Cheng Ting threw himself on his back, wrapped his hands around his neck, and rode on him: "You are afraid of snakes! Haha, listen to the wind! Put it in his neck!"

Wu Jin failed to get rid of Cheng Ting, saw Mo Lingfeng coming with a snake in his hands, grinning and leaking air everywhere, secretly thinking that something was wrong, he stood up hard, tore Cheng Ting from his body, and walked away.

"Don't run!" Cheng Ting fell to the ground, snatched the little snake from Mo Lingfeng, got up and chased after him.

The two chased after each other and went straight into the garden. The flowers and trees made them crash, the ground was covered with red petals, a mess, and the kingfishers on the branches were screaming incessantly. Bent, short in stature, hiding in a cave in a rockery.

Cheng Ting saw that Wu Jin turned a corner and disappeared, and immediately wanted to blow himself into a whirlwind, but he didn't know that the whirlwind was unfavorable, broke his halberd at the corner, and smashed into the sand with a young servant.

He came quickly and hurriedly, knocking the boy four or five steps away, and fell to the ground with his ass.

The boy was still holding a wooden box in his hand, and the box flew high, knocked on the rockery with a "bang", and rolled down from the rockery, all the way into the flowing water.

Wu Jin heard this earth-shattering movement in the rockery, and hurriedly drilled out, her sleeves got caught on the stone, she stretched out her hand to untie it, but couldn't untie it for a while, then heard a scream from outside, as if something serious happened , I had to grit my teeth and struggle hard.

With a sound of "stab", his sleeve was free, and he ran out of the rockery, and saw Cheng Ting holding the snake's tail, standing there at a loss, the servant was kneeling on the ground, his face was pale—the servant was an acquaintance, It was Qi Chang, a little beggar who was also by the Shuo River on the ninth day of March.

Mo Qianlan wiped out all the people by the river.

Half of Qi Chang's three souls and seven souls have gone, he got up with both hands and feet, his legs were weak, and he fell into the water, trembling, he reached for the water box: "...the official document of the Jiedu envoy..."

Mofu Garden is a mountain surrounded by water, the water under the rockery is running water, the wooden box is spinning in the water, ups and downs, slowly drifting into the lake.

Qi Chang couldn't stand upright, his hands and feet were shaking violently, he couldn't reach it after two or three strokes, and he became more and more frightened to death.

Wu Jin quickly tucked the hem of his clothes into his waist, took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his trouser legs and sleeves, and strode into the water with big strides. The water submerged his calves in an instant, causing him to shiver.

Then he rushed over, picked up the wooden box, and went back to the shore. He raised his hand and saw that the lock on the wooden box was intact, but the side of the box was loose, and most of the box was filled with water.

He quickly turned the box upside down and poured out the water inside, but the wooden board was so loose that it fell directly to the ground, and a sheepskin seal came out together.

The sheepskin envelope was also soaked, and he opened his mouth wide, spitting out half of the letter inside.

The letter paper was also very wet.

Wu Jin bent down and reached out to pick it up. She didn't want her eyes to fall on the paper, but she saw a line of words in red: "I'm very safe, how is your sister? You can come to Beijing during the Spring Festival, so I can meet you."

He froze.

A thin piece of paper was pressed against his hand, and the vermilion characters were slowly melting, every bone trembled because of the amount, and the paper was almost crushed into powder.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Cheng Ting threw away the unlucky little snake and walked over nervously: "Is it not clear...how about we memorize it quickly and come out silently..."

Wu Jin came back to her senses, and quickly folded the letter paper: "No."

(End of this chapter)