Daqin: Zulong's number one favorite minister, Zhao Gao is numb

"Yeah, you're not allowed to leave until you finish talking."

In the evening, the way back to the village was filled with Yin Ning's extremely corrupt voice.

From time to time, he stepped forward and kicked Mo's feet vigorously.

However, Mo was indifferent.

"It's getting dark, if you don't go home, the people in the house will come out to find someone."

Mo, with rough skin and thick flesh, walked ahead like a normal person.Thunder and rain still came from behind me, and I remained completely still.

"Why did they lose their memory? Will they meet again? Tell me...say...say..."

For the first time in four years, Yin Ning was so angry that he even used his hands.

Who told Mo to stop talking when it came to the crucial point, which made people itch.

Why did one of them three years ago and the other three years later, why did he and her separate again when they were about to be together, and even their names only had that sum.

There is only a simple stroke, whether he and she can meet again.Remember each other's name again?

woo woo woo woo~...

Yin Ning's gaze was as resentful as he wanted at the moment, as much as he was wronged, and his watery eyes looked at the back of Mo Li's mansion, pouted, with an unhappy expression on his face.

For some reason, she felt that the military book in her hand was not fragrant at all.

I guess I won't be able to sleep tonight!

Yin Ning wailed miserably in his heart.Then under the puzzled eyes of the servants.He walked into the study with the military book.

Many servants, including the butler, looked at the little girl Nier curiously.

However, Nier's little maid didn't speak, she sighed, and followed behind the lady with the same resentment, her haggard eyes were obviously crying.

...........

Mo hummed a ditty all the way home, and he couldn't help laughing when he recalled Yin Ning's appearance.

Emotional 'sensitivity' is the biggest killer to girls.

But Mo is not surprised, the story of 'your name' has made many girls feel melancholy, not to mention girls, or men, when they read this story for the first time, their mentality will be iteratively fluctuated by the content of the story.

As for the person who wrote the story, it is best to describe it in one sentence.

'Quick, hold down his pen, don't let him continue writing. '

This sentence is difficult to understand literally, and those who have never read the story will generally think it is derogatory.But you will understand after reading the story.This is the biggest compliment.

At first, I thought it would be difficult to bluff Yin Ning, especially the many beautiful poems in his eyes, Yin Ning didn't seem to catch a cold.

Maybe it's the first time I've encountered this kind of thing.

Fortunately, when we talk about the story later, Yin Ning is no exception and was successfully attracted.

But aside from these, what Mo is more concerned about is that today's harvest is really great.The military books in ancient times are not as unbearable as he said. These are the treasures summed up by the predecessors and lost by later generations.

He couldn't even imagine that one day, he would see it with his own eyes.

Not to mention, the characters I learned are still in the book of war.

(.,;1'7";,) At home, the mother has already cooked the meals, and the father is silent by the stove. As soon as Mo entered the room, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

The small eyes looked curiously at his father, then at his mother.

Mo Xiao's face was full of curiosity.

I rarely see my parents arguing at home. Is this a quarrel?Where did father have the guts to quarrel with mother?

"Mother, what's wrong?"

Mo walked to Niangqin's side and asked in a low voice.

When she didn't know what was going on, she immediately stood by Niangqin's side and became her loyal supporter.This is Mo's "way of survival", and it is also a talk of experience.

"Hmph, it's not your uncle's family."

When Xiao saw her son, she glanced at Father Mo angrily, and then snorted coldly.

In a word, Mo frowned.I also have an idea in my heart.

"The uncle asked for money?"

Now that the family has been separated, and I have been working with Yin's father for four years, the money and food from the family are basically used for the family to "start from scratch".Mo also knew that the current family had no money at all.

Mo was about to speak, but before he could open his mouth, Xiao Shi spoke to Father Mo angrily.

"They are your family. They want money, you give it, good! They send you to the battlefield, you go, good! They drove me and Mo'er out of the house, worried that we would eat too much of their rice, good! I brought Mo You can go. Now that the family is separated, let us sell the land to raise money for your elder brother."

Having said this, Xiao's eyes turned red with anger.

"Then what will Mo'er and I eat?"

The last sentence made the red-eyed Xiao shed tears for the first time in front of Mo's eyes.Even the voice trembled with a little cry.

Even Mo was taken aback, looking at his father in disbelief.

Sell ​​land?

Those small pieces of land are the lifeblood of the family!

At this moment, Mo understood why his mother was so angry.Don't talk about mother, even Mo, feels that his breathing is not smooth at this moment.

The whole house seemed very quiet.

For the first time, there were three people in this family full of laughter and joy, without saying a word.

"Oh~!"

A moment later, Father Mo's haggard face was full of sorrow.

"But elder brother promised to teach Mo'er how to read and write, and also said that he promised to write a book, and let Mo'er go to Jixia Society to study, Mo'er..."

Before Father Mo finished speaking, he saw Xiao yelling while crying.

"Then he did teach. It's been so many years, how many times has he said it? How many years will he have to wait before he teaches. Mo'er is almost fourteen."

Tears flowed down Xiao Shi's cheeks slowly.

She didn't finish her sentence, but she said that everyone understood.

Qin, a 15-year-old man, needs... military service for no reason!On the battlefield!

.....

In the room, Father Mo lowered his head and remained silent, while Xiao Shi sobbed.Mo, on the other hand, wiped away the tears for Xiao Shi.

At this moment, he clearly felt his father's painstaking efforts.

At this moment, he also understood the urgency in his mother's heart.

All for him.

Just because he's not strong enough, just because he doesn't look like a warrior, just because everyone thinks so.

So my father has been enduring it, and my mother has been enduring it.

I hope he can read and write, he can go to the legendary Jixia Society, and he can become a scholar.

But in front of him, his father's sad face was full of sorrow, and his hair was already white. The man who used to cut people with his sword on the battlefield was like a wimp, holding back his anger.All for him.

Mother was sobbing, and the crying sound and tears flowed because of him.

Mo's eyes were slightly red, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

If so, what is the difference between a scholar and a dog?

Then, in the room, two words sounded lightly.

"Mother, Mo'er wants to go to the battlefield!"

Shit taxi.....

Shit Jixia Sociology.....

Seeing Xiao Shi was full of tears and looked at him in a daze.Mo smiled.

"Mo'er can read today. Yin Ning taught her a lot of characters. Later, Mo'er will write for mother."

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Chapter 013: Chapter Three

Family, this time, it is completely divided.

In addition, there is the last trace of family affection.

The price of selling a small field is that they will be completely two families from now on.

"Confused, second brother, you are so confused. Alas, in the future, as a brother..."

The uncle took the money exchanged for the land with a look of regret, shook his head and left.

Together with the uncle, there is also a happy aunt and an angry grandfather.

Father Mo looked at these people with no expression on his face, former relatives!

Perhaps the person with the most complicated heart at the moment is Father Mo.

"Head of the family, don't go back yet."

Xiao Shi was also happy, glanced at Father Mo, and said.

Hearing this, a simple and honest smile appeared on Father Mo's face again.

"Hey, come on."

........

In the afternoon, Mo asked Yin's family for leave.

Although they were not in the same village, bad news spread far and wide. At noon, some rumors began to appear in Lingnan Village.

This also caused many people to look at Mo and Mo's parents with foolish eyes.

In the eyes of others, Mo's uncle is a real student, and a talented person who returned from Jixia Society. The fact that the three of Mo's family can grow into a family relationship is a blessing that could not be expected in the past life.

In their eyes.Mo's uncle is sure to be very successful in the future.

No matter how many people ask for it, they can't get it, and there is no way to get in touch with the uncle.

Compared with Uncle Mo, there are three members of Mo's family, neither fame nor ability, the only hope is Mo, but Mo is not strong at all.If you can't make words, you can't make martial arts.It's just...

"Confused, this family."

"No, if it were me, let alone the fields. I would be willing to pawn my whole family."

"Oh, I really don't know how to be blessed when I am in the blessing."

.....

Mo has heard such words countless times.But he never argued anything.

I just came to Yin's mansion and asked for a leave.He said that he was going to the market to buy something with his mother, and the family had just sold the field.

In the mansion, Mo had never offended anyone, and he was always honest and polite, so the housekeeper generously gave him a lie.

Say thanks.Mo was about to leave.Who knew that Yin Ning and the little maid Ni'er blocked the way.

"where are you going?"

Yin Ning put his hands on his hips, squinted his eyes and asked faintly.

The tone gave off a rather gloomy feeling, at least Mo thought so.

Seeing Yin Ning's pretty face, his eyes were full of fatigue, and there were even faint dark circles under his eyes.

Gulong~!

"Hey...hey..."

Mo's pupils slowly widened, he swallowed with lingering fear, and smiled sarcastically.

How could I forget this.