Yu Jun

Liu Boyu bowed his knees as hard as he could, and bowed his head to Mo Lingfeng, never caring about his own face, almost lowered into the dust.

After doing this for a while, he took his leave and left.

Cheng Ting was only half full, but looking at the mess outside, the diners hid away and couldn't eat anymore.

The three got up and went out, Wu Jin looked along the traces of the knife and axe, and saw that there was blood along the way, dripping all the way to the rear, it was not as simple as catching a stolen house slave.

What the Liu family did made him startled.

Dare to do such an act in broad daylight, in a place where high-ranking officials and nobles often come and go. Afterwards, it is nothing more than compensation for silver taels, and no one will pursue it, and no one will even report to the official.

This is not something an ordinary leaker can do. Their power has penetrated into every corner of Kuanzhou, and only Mo Qianlan's iron fist can suppress it.

However, Mo Qianlan stuck to the rules and forbade them to use mules. They surrendered at this moment. If Mo Qianlan was gone, they would only retaliate angrily.

Mo Ling's revenge will fall on Mo Ling's head.

This is only the enemy that Wu Jin can spy on, how many people are secretly waiting for the opportunity?

Mo Qianlan's health is already very poor. I don't know if he can last until Mo Lefeng grows up. Is that why he urgently wants to send her into the fortress?

He lowered his head to look at Mo Lingfeng, and Mo Lingfeng walked quickly, stepping across the messy ground, as if he didn't know that the sword of the emperor was not the only one hanging on his head.

The three of them left the Yan Pavilion, went straight to the street, and played and walked on the street. Mo Lingfeng was lonely in the mansion, and once he left the mansion, he had to look around.

As the twelfth lunar month was approaching, there were many more hawkers selling live poultry in the street market. She watched the chickens and ducks bustle, her eyes were full of surprise and curiosity, and she must love this mundane world in her heart.

Wu Jin looked back at her from time to time, feeling sore in her heart.

After they dispersed that day, Cheng Ting did not stop there.

In the twelfth lunar month, he took Mo Lingfeng with him, went around the streets and alleys, ate and drank wantonly-all accounted for by Mo Qianlan, and held banquets in heavy snow days, and made snow lions-and Mo Lingfeng paid money from the account room , When the weather is fine, he calls friends and visits Yuhua Street at night——it's still Mo Qianlan's account.

While eating the big family with confidence, he tried every means to take Wu Jin out of the house, and tried to soften the stubborn rock of Wu Jin.

When he made frequent moves, the Liu family unexpectedly fell silent, and there was no movement.

Wu Jin didn't think that the Liu family had been staring at him for so long, because Mo Lingfeng would give up if he said a word, instead, she was extra vigilant, and told Wu Yi again and again, telling him that the Liu family was a vicious ship dealer and that they should not have any further contact.

Wu Yi nodded his head very quickly, but couldn't tell if he answered in his heart.

On the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, Wu Jin went out early in the morning, busy with one left hand, first went to carry a scale of charcoal home, then went to buy dried dates, walnuts, peanuts, weighed a couple of broken tea leaves, and shipped them all back home. Boil the beans and arrange them neatly on the stove so that they can stick to the mouth of the Stove Lord.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on his head, and he put the walnut kernels and peanut kernels into the boiled sugar remaining at the bottom of the pot, stirred them well, put them in a bowl and let them cool down, and then they will paste Cheng Ting and Mo Ling The mouth of the wind.

Yesterday, Cheng Ting damaged the picture of a horse drawn by Cheng's eldest brother. Cheng's eldest brother borrowed the old father's hand to beat his little dog. He fled all the way to Wu Jin's house, and brought Mo Lingfeng along the way.

After eating lunch at Wu's house, the two of them chattered and chatted like birds chirping, reminiscing about the little things in the year of the monkey and talking about "when I was young".

The two were very young and spoke loudly, which made Wu Jin secretly laugh. While laughing, she was also very troubled, because they needed water for a while, sweets for a while, and went to the official room for a while, without stopping.

Today, Wu Jin prepared early, buried sweet potatoes in the stove, boiled water, and then went to the house to get a copy of "Chunqiu Gongyang Biography". From the first year of Zhuang Gong, he read it word by word, until he saw Zhuang Gong four years. , Duke Xiang of Qi revived the vengeance of the ninth generation, and Gongyang said that the national enmity can be returned not only for the ninth generation, but also for the hundredth generation.

After reading, he closed the book, got up and went out, and before he knew it, an hour had passed, but Cheng Ting and Mo Lingfeng had not come.

He stared at the door expressionlessly, and shot his eyes through the crack of the door, waiting secretly, and closed his eyes after a while, knowing that the two of them would not come today.

Knowing that he would not come, he still stood still, like a clay sculpture, until a gust of cold wind blew over, bringing with it a few grains of snow, before he moved his hands and feet and went into the kitchen to dig out the sweet potatoes.

The house is full of sweetness, the courtyard is quiet and quiet, these are the quiet situations he likes, but a heart can't be still, fluttering, just lost, just empty.

He knew he couldn't read or write well, remembering that Li Yitie asked him to go to the pharmacy today, he found the oil-paper umbrella, locked it, and went out.

Li Yitie was not in the pharmacy, only his apprentice surnamed Tang was there. I don't know his name, but he was originally called Tang Wantie. Recently, his medical skills have improved, so he changed it to Tang Qiantie.

Tang Qiantie removed the layers of restraints on his arms, groped carefully, and told him that he was fully healed, that he could be more comfortable with more use, and that he could fight and kill as much as he wanted, and then break his bones again.

When Wu Jin came, she was not very happy, but when she went back, she was very happy. Holding her new-born right arm, she ran all the way to the bakery to show her parents and younger brother.

The whole family surrounded this hand, all grinning, and cherished Wu Jin not to make a big move. Wu Jin responded one by one, and walked all the way back to Baijiaqiao.

He scooped up hot water, washed his hand clean, and after wiping it, he went into the room to grind the paper, and held the pen with his right hand. When he first held the pen to write large characters, he was unfamiliar with his hands, but after four or five writings, he immediately Sway freely, as before.

After writing for half an hour, his heart became pure.

At dinner that day, Mother Wu closed the shop early to call it a day. She went to the carpenter to pick up a new BMX, and gave it to Father Wu to try. He couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and when he encountered a big stone like sesame seeds, he asked Wu's mother to go around, so as not to damage the wheel.

Wu's mother bought another braised pig's head, cut a large bowl, steamed white rice and dried meat, took out a plate of eggplant and bream, and the family of four surrounded the charcoal fire and had a lively dinner.

After eating, Wu's mother cleaned up the dishes, Wu's father sat in the house and cleaned the BMX, Wu Jin practiced calligraphy in the house, and Wu Yi made snow lions in the yard.

The four of them were busy with each other, Wu Yi's snow lion piled up a big body, and was about to scratch his legs when he heard the door knocking.

"Who?" He jumped to open the door, and then let out a voice of surprise, "Liu Bowen? Why are you here?"

He suddenly remembered that Wu Jin forbade him to associate with the Liu family, so he suppressed his laughter, stepped forward and whispered: "My brother is here, so I can't go out to play with you."

Liu Bowen stretched his head to look inside: "I'm looking for your brother."

Wu Yi let out an "ah" and turned to look at the East Wing, surprised and surprised: "What are you looking for with my brother? Learning?"

Liu Bowen laughed immediately: "I'm not that scholar."

Then he waved behind him: "Brother, Brother Wu is at home."