Yu Jun

Cheng Ting and Wang Jinghua started an extremely nasty scolding. Before the sound of "barking" on one side stopped, "croaking" sounded on the other side.

When the two of them were fighting, the eldest brother of the Cheng family was in charge of the overall situation. While looking for someone to invite Li Yitie, he dismissed all the guests who were watching the excitement. The guests stretched their necks and waited for the next development. It's a pity, and it's inconvenient to really stay, so I can only walk away step by step.

The eldest brother of the Cheng family asked the second brother of the Cheng family to go to the study to tell his father, and then asked the eldest brother-in-law to go to the backyard and quietly told Mrs. Cheng that if Cheng Taishan wanted to kill Cheng and Wu, there would be a rescuer.

In the end, the eldest brother of the Cheng family took a bamboo pole from the corner, and kicked Cheng Ting and Wang Jinghua away with one stick: "Go to the study."

So Cheng Ting held Wu Jin's hand, and went to the study in a tired mind, while Wang and Sun knew they were wrong, so they also shook hands with each other, and went to the study.

The white snow was trampled on in a mess, and the servants didn't have time to clean it up. There were messy and dirty footprints everywhere. Wu Jin stepped on these footprints until he walked outside Cheng Taishan's study.

He grew up so big, the first time he fought, his right hand concussed badly, and now he felt a dull pain, but he didn't regret it.

A heavy curtain hangs at the door of the study, and bright candlelight shines through it.

Yin Bei stood on the steps and yawned loudly. Seeing Wu Jin showing a smiling face, he took two steps towards the curtain, and opened the curtain for Wu Jin before the waiter.

Wang Jinghua dragged Sun Jing into it first.

But Wu Jin's eyes drifted unconsciously to Yin Nan who had a paralyzed face.

Yin Nan was wearing Mo Lingfeng's fox fur cloak in his arms, and was holding a lying rabbit in his hand. He noticed Wu Jin's gaze, and immediately responded coldly.

Wu Jin knew that Mo Lefeng was also inside.

"Let's go too." Cheng Ting pulled Wu Jin inside.

The eldest brother of the Cheng family hesitated for a moment, but did not follow in. He just waited outside the study for an opportunity.

It was cold and snowy outside, but it was scorching hot inside. Cheng Taishan sat in the grand teacher's chair, took off all he could take off, and changed his jacket into a single shirt. He was still sweating profusely, and Wang Zhizhou had nothing to wear. To change, I could only keep shaking the folding fan in my hand.

Only Mo Qianlan was not afraid of the heat and sat quietly.

There is a white silk screen with no painting near the window. In front of the screen is a large flower pot with a camellia growing in it.

Red petals and yellow pistils follow the branches on the screen, and the branches are young, casting a natural silhouette under the candlelight.

Mo Lingfeng was standing in front of this patch of lush leaves, the dense green color and the bright but not bewitching red color all enveloped her, she raised her hands to fold the flowers, and the sound of the branches breaking became extremely ear-piercing .

Holding the camellia, she turned her head to look at Wu Jin who walked in.

The eyes of the two met, and Wu Jin immediately saw Mo Lingfeng's drunkenness, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were full of misty eyes.

She ignored Wu Jin, walked up to Mo Qianlan holding the flower branch, and inserted the flowers and leaves in Mo Qianlan's ear, then sat on the embroidery pier by herself, buried her head in her brother's lap, and yawned.

Mo Qianlan laughed, rubbed her back twice, lowered his head, and asked if the puppy was sleepy.

Cheng Taishan looked at the four people who came in, first glared at Cheng Ting, and then looked at Wang Jinghua with a smile on his face: "Jinghua, your nose is bleeding, it must be because you eat too much mutton."

Standing in front of Wang Bazhizhou with the little toad, Wang Jingha cried aggrievedly: "No, it was Wu Jin who beat him!"

Cheng Taishan looked at Wu Jin: "You really hit me?"

Wu Jin nodded: "The student gets angry for a while, and is willing to be punished."

Cheng Taishan was skeptical about Wang Jinghua's upbringing, and when Wang Jinghua cried, his voice was like a bell, and he made a long sound of "woo--", his crying was ugly, it was really unsightly, and it made his hands itch.

In order to avoid judging others by appearance, he looked at Mo Qianlan, and suddenly felt pleasing to the eye, and his eyes felt much better.

"Old Mo, when we were so old, you also made me cry like this."

Mo Qianlan firmly denied it: "No."

"Hey," Cheng Taishan looked at Wang Zhizhou happily, understating his intention to confuse the matter, "Yunsheng, the children fought, and they didn't hurt their vitals. When Li Yitie comes, heal them. Alright."

王知州并没有多爱儿子，儿子若是让人套着麻袋打了一顿，他也不见得一定要追究，可儿子在大庭广众之下让人揍了，那么他的面皮也随之也受到重创。

It's just that because of Mo Qianlan's presence, it's inconvenient for him to pursue it, so he can only deal with Wu Jin slowly later.

Before he could speak, Li Yitie came.

With a swipe of Cheng Taishan's pen, both the doctor and the patient were sent to the compartment.

Li Yitie first looked at Wu Jin's right hand.

Seeing that the bark of the elm tree didn't move at all, and it was tied very firmly, he let go of his hand and said, "Very good, next time, be more courageous, use a little more force, and let it move directly, so that I can smash it for you and reconnect it, so You don’t need to make a trip in vain.”

Wu Jin made him blush with sarcasm and remained silent.

Li Yitie then showed Wang Jinghua the injury.

Wang Jinghua's nosebleed was very fierce, and most of his clothes were wet. In fact, it was a skin trauma. After a little cleaning, Li Yitie took the medicine box and left very unhappy-he was Li Yitie, and Yitie helped, not Li Yitie. Plasters should be applied wherever there is pain.

Wu, Cheng, Sun, and Wang moved outside, and Mo Qianlan, who had been lazily, suddenly waved to Wu Jin: "Come here."

Cheng Taishan raised his eyebrows, knowing that Mo Qianlan was going to favor Wu Jin.

And Wang Zhizhou looked at his son, because he knew that his son was talking too much and never said good things, and seeing his son's pale face, he immediately frowned.

Wu Jin took a step forward, three steps in a row, her legs and feet were heavy and painful.

It's not that there is something wrong with his leg, but that any road leading to Mo Qianlan is full of thorns and hidden sharp knives, which can make his skin bruised and blood flow.

But he had to go forward, because Mo Qianlan was the Jiedushi and an official, he could cut off all ties with the Mo family, but he could not despise Mo Jiedushi's official authority.

Mo Qianlan leaned over and took a tangerine, and peeled off a piece of orange peel with his thumb: "What is the reason for Xie Yuan's momentary temper?"

Wang Jinghua's face suddenly turned pale.

Wu Jin buried her head deeply: "Because he wags his lips and tongue, and is good at telling stories."

"Oh?" Mo Qianlan peeled away the orange peel and tore off the white veins on it, "I'm curious about what Jinghua said, let me let you, a prudent person like you, do it."

Wu Jin bowed her head and replied, "Students can't speak."

Mo Qianlan put the orange into Mo Lingfeng's hands, asked her to sit aside and eat the orange obediently, got up and walked to Wu Jin's side, and put his hand on his shoulder: "Say it, I won't punish you, nor will I punish him .”

This hand was cold, and it still couldn't warm up in such a hot room. When rubbing Wu Jin's shoulder, Wu Jin felt that the hand on the shoulder was protruding from the hell of Fengdu, without a trace of vitality.

He wanted to shake off this hand, but he couldn't, because Mo Qianlan was the Jiedushi: "Students can't bear to say it, and they can't say it."

I can't bear to say it because I don't want more people to hear Mo Lingfeng's gossip, and I can't say it because I don't believe Mo Qianlan's nonsense.

Mo Qianlan's hand is a murderer's hand, for Mo Lingfeng, he can create another bloody case.