Zheng Quchi picked up her two big bags and folded them over her shoulders. Others looked at her as if they were weighing down a hill, but she was relaxed and relaxed.
"I got this card with great difficulty... You don't know my situation. In the past few months, I have only accumulated a few wooden items to my name. There are so many things I can get my hands on. If it’s less, it will be good if the first evaluation goes smoothly.”
"How many months have it been? Are you a first-level craftsman who just took the exam?" Mu Gaoyi asked her.
So wasn't she just an ordinary carpenter before?
Zheng Quchi shook his head.
Makoto just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard her say: "What I originally took was not a first-level craftsman, but an entry-level carpenter. I have always been a carpenter who repaired things for others in the village. I didn't have any woodwork. I have never been to the county for evaluation, so I didn’t expect that this time I would jump to the second level and be directly promoted from a worker to a first-level apprentice of a craftsman.”
The three of them were walking and chatting.
"I thought that you had been honing your carpentry skills for ten years in a quiet countryside undisturbed by the world, and you were not in a hurry for success. I once heard an old craftsman say that anyone who has perseverance will be successful if he sharpens his knife for ten years. Big weapon."
"Ah Qing, you are the only one who can be patient. You have amazing skills, but you are not tempted by fame and fortune. You have concentrated on polishing your skills for so long."
Obviously, Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong did not believe that Zheng Quchi was really incapable of taking the exam, but they imagined that Zheng Quchi's actions must have deep meaning.
Zheng Quchi: "..."
She didn't even know what she thought.
"Aqing, will you stay in our camp from now on?"
"This... there are some things that I can't make the decision myself. I can only take one step at a time."
As soon as she heard this, she wanted to stop. Shi Hetong understood what she meant, so he changed the subject and said, "I'm starting to look forward to the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild tomorrow."
Mu Gaoyi immediately smiled: "Me too."
Shi Hetong sighed: "In the past, we avoided this topic, but now we are looking forward to it. Tell me, have we changed, or has something changed?"
Mu Gaoyi looked at Ah Qing and said, "It's us who have changed, because our camp's craftsmen group has an extra genius, Ah Qing."
When Zheng Quchi heard this, he quickly declined the title: "I'm not a genius. A true genius is not like me."
Seeing her expression, it didn't look like she was being humble, but she really thought so.
"Then tell me, what does a true genius look like?" Mu Gaoyi was curious about what a genius in her mind looked like.
Zheng Quchi thought of a person and said, "I don't know, maybe it should be like Gongshu Jiruo. He is so young, but he is already a household name."
When Shi Hetong heard this, he agreed. He said: "Indeed, if the public loses, if any craftsman mentions him without admiring and sighing, tomorrow we may have the opportunity to see the public lose at the Jichun Craftsmen's Meeting. ”
"That's great. I've never seen what this Gongshu leader looks like with three heads and six arms? I'll go and see it tomorrow." Mu Gaoyi's eyes shone.
"Haven't you ever seen a public loser?"
As the leader of hundreds of workers, he is equivalent to a public figure. Why is it that he is quite mysterious in person even though he is often talked about by others?
Mu Gaoyi was surprised: "Of course not, have you seen him before? He is the leader of craftsmen and a public loser in Beiyuan Kingdom. He never shows up easily unless it is an important occasion. How can he be so easy to see?"
But I really saw it.
And there are two faces.
One is Gongshu Jiruo, who is wrapped thickly and is as round as a stupid white bear, and the other is Gong Shujiruo who wears someone else's face and pretends to be someone else's identity.
Perhaps, the two people she met were not real losers.
She came to Jichun Craftsmen's Association this time with three purposes in mind.
One is to make money.
The second is to fulfill Uncle Mu’s last wish.
The third is to see the real public loss.
When he was in Fu County, he changed his name to "Li Shi" and repeatedly invited her to go to Julu Yongchun to join the Jichun Craftsmen's Union.
At that time, she didn't know his true identity, she just felt that his whole person was "suspicious".
He approached her and learned that she was in trouble. He also said that he would protect her, take her away from the whirlpool of trouble between Yu Wensheng and the Mo family, and repay her for saving her life, but she clearly refused.
But later, he and Gong Shulan joined forces to harm her. Was it intentional or unintentional?
She didn't know.
She didn't want to think about it. Now that he was here, she just wanted to make a clear break with him.
If she couldn't make things right, and Yu Wensheng's power couldn't make things right, and the other party had to insist on avenging Gong Shulan, then she would tell people that she was the one who killed him and it was no one's business.
She couldn't let the public loser involve her family and Fu County in this matter.
Of course, she would not act out of anger and say stupid things about losing one life for another. After all, they were the ones who started all the trouble. She was almost tricked to death. Is it possible that she can't fight back?
If things don't make sense in terms of "reasons" in the end, the worst case scenario is that she will run away and let "Sang Xuanqing" and "Zheng Quchi" disappear from this world. From then on, she will remain anonymous and start over again.
To be honest, there was always a knot in her heart as this matter continued to be delayed.
"Oh, anyway, when we meet tomorrow, I will pay my respects secretly and ask him to bless my craftsmanship with smooth sailing." Mu Gaoyi looked excited to see his ancestor.
Zheng Quchi looked at him sideways and said, "Then tomorrow, you should stay away from me and He Tong, so that others won't think that all of us craftsmen from Ye State look like we have never seen the world."
"Hey, Ah Qing, forget it. He Tong and we all agree in private that if you worship the leader, he will definitely be shortlisted this year. If you don't believe it, ask him?"
Shi Hetong's face froze, and when he saw Zheng Quchi looking over, he said shamefully: "This... If you believe it, you have it, but if you don't believe it, you don't have it, so it doesn't hurt to believe it."
Zheng Quchi: "...can you please make some progress?"
Wei Yao heard the conversation and came over. When Mu Gaoyi, Shi Hetong and others saw him, they immediately calmed down and saluted and said hello.
Wei Yao glanced at them and then looked at Ah Qing. The two of them clearly understood that they wanted to clear the place.
They stretched out their hands to take Zheng Quchi's big baggage and carried it on their bodies with gritted teeth: "Then Guard Officer Wei Jin is looking for you, Ah Qing. We will go back to the room first. We will take your two big baggage back with you."
Zheng Quchi could also tell that Wei Yao had something to do with her, so he nodded: "Okay, thank you, please be careful. Things are heavy and don't bump into them."
"Hey, okay, we get it."
After the two left, Wei Yao smiled and teased Zheng Quchi: "Chizi, look at these two people working hard for you now. If you need tools, they will bring them immediately instead of helping you carry them away, unlike at the beginning. "
Zheng Quchi heard something in his words. She shrugged and said, "I know what you mean. They do have some shortcomings, such as snobbishness, ambition and scheming, but who doesn't have any shortcomings? At least they are serious about their work and have some problems." His eyesight, courage, and overall mental acuity are not bad, so there is no problem in being a colleague."
"What about becoming friends?" Wei Yao asked her with a smile.
To be honest, he was quite surprised that she could see the problem so clearly.
In the eyes of some people, right and wrong cannot be confused, and these people live a relatively simple and simple life.
He thought that Zheng Quchi was also such a simple and simple person.
But her views and mentality in dealing with things are very much like those of an old official in official circles, very naughty.
You can only get along with people who you get along with, and you can only talk to people who have the same views. She can accept all kinds of people around her, but she keeps a line of defense in her heart.
She said: "Only friends can be friends if we share the same sorrows. If the other person gets along well with me because he is worried about and wants to please the people behind me, then for the time being he can only be a buddy who works together, my only good friend at the moment. You are the only one, Brother Wei."
If Uncle Mu was still here, she would have one more teacher and friend.
They are all people who will reach out to help her when they see her in trouble and deep in prison. Even when everyone does not believe in her, they will believe in her.
The smile on Wei Yao's face deepened, and hearing her speak made his heart feel warm. He sighed softly: "Brother Wei is really honored to be recognized as a friend by you."
Of course she knows who is really kind to her, without asking for anything in return, or caring about her complicated past.
"Brother Wei, what do you want from me?" she asked.
Wei Yao remembered the business and slapped his forehead: "Oh, that's right. The general seems a little uncomfortable. Madam, do you want to go and have a look?"
The two of them met in private, and often got along easily as friends and siblings, without paying attention to each other's identities. But once they were in front of Yu Wensheng, they had to hold on to each other, and they couldn't be so familiar with each other casually.
And when he specifically called her "Madam" at this time, he just reminded her that as a monk, he rings the bell and as a wife, he takes responsibility.
Zheng Quchi blinked: "What happened to him?"
"He's lying down." Wei Yao only said that.
Are you all lying down?
Could it be that the injury has been delayed for a long time and has become more serious?
"I have medicine here, I'll go over and take a look."
As Zheng Quchi said, he ran forward. Wei Yao reminded from behind: "The general is in the upper class room No. 1 on the left."
"I see."
After they left, Wei Yao smiled and narrowed his eyes, like a cunning old fox: "Isn't it because he knew you had the medicine that he asked you to treat the general's illness? How can it be that the general pretended to be like this in order to attract your concern? "Jiu, you are so cruel that you haven't moved until now. If I hadn't given you a push, you wouldn't have really wanted to wait until the day when the general was so sick that he was almost lying in a coffin before you cared about him, right?"
The medicinal materials at the military doctor's office are all divided into specific cases. If there is a shortage, you have to report it to the military department. If it is used for personal use, you have to fill the gap out of your own pocket.
Wang Zebang is responsible for this matter.
The lady took the medicine. Although the military doctor did not say where the medicine was used, Wang Zebang was in charge of the internal affairs of the entire camp. After a little inquiry, he knew.
He truthfully reported the matter of his wife's taking the medicine to the general.
After the general knew about it, whenever he found an opportunity these days, he would act weak and weak in front of his wife, saying, "I am sick, do you have any medicine?"
But good guy, she has medicine, but she doesn't take it out.
Seeing that the general's mood was getting worse and worse, he was looking for excuses today to vent his anger by smashing the doorpost in front of everyone.
He felt that today was just a goalpost, and he might have to kill someone alive tomorrow. It was time for them, the subordinates, to share the general's worries, otherwise they would be the unlucky ones in the end.
He finally figured out that Zheng Quchi had a wooden head and a wooden heart. If she refused to move, he could only add fuel to the flames and push her behind.
——
Zheng Quchi found the room in Superior Room No. 1. The door was open through a gap and was not locked. She felt strange and pushed it open slightly——
She saw Yu Wensheng standing by the window, facing the window, raising an arm with an arched wrist, and an indistinguishable bird resting on it.
It didn't look like a homing pigeon or a sparrow. She had never seen many kinds of birds, and she could only barely tell that it was a passerine.
"Who's there?"
Yu Wensheng asked without turning his head.
Zheng Quchi was very surprised. Did all the martial arts practitioners have a pair of ears? She didn't make any sound, but he noticed her peeping.
She straightened up immediately and wanted to say something, for example, didn't Brother Wei say you were lying down?
But in the end, she just asked dryly: "Are you watching birds?"
But as soon as she finished speaking, she felt that the wording was strange, so she added: "It's very good, then you can enjoy it slowly."
Seeing that he didn't look seriously ill, Zheng Quchi was about to close the door for him, but was stopped by Yu Wensheng.
"You just came here, said a few words, and then turned around and left?"
Yu Wensheng turned around and looked directly at her, his eyes making Zheng Quchi tremble.
"No, I'm afraid of disturbing you... playing with your bird." She can't leave now, nor can she stay.
Yu Wensheng said: "It's called a flycatcher. It's a type of bird that I specially trained with a bird master to carry messages. It's here to deliver messages. Maybe it's because it hasn't seen its owner for a long time. Even though the message was taken away, it's still there." You will linger on my wrist and won’t be far away for a long time..."
"Really?" She answered it dryly.
"You said..." Yu Wensheng's narrow eyes were slightly raised, and he asked doubtfully: "Compared with it, who has more emotions?"
Zheng Quchi didn't think much about it, she just talked about the matter: "There may be different people and different birds. Some people are full of emotions and they win. Some birds are raised with emotions and they win. There is no specific object for reference, so it's hard to compare." "
Yu Wensheng smiled slightly at this time: "Then, who do you think has more affection for me compared to you and it?"
This time, he made a straight move and didn't give her any chance to judge him left or right.
Zheng Quchi pointed at the flycatcher in confusion and asked: "Why do you want to compare me with it? Is it possible that in your eyes, I am the same as it?"
Well done, Zheng Quchi.
These words simply bring out the wisdom rule when men and women quarrel. When they can't find reason, they express their feelings and positions.
A rhetorical question made Yu Wensheng speechless for a moment.
At the same time, he raised his arm and let the bird go.
"So, what are you doing here? Are you trying to see if I'm dead, or are you trying to make me angry to death while I'm weak at the moment?"
(End of chapter)
