Wu Jin still shook his head, and some of the smiles that had just surfaced disappeared: "I don't know, when I came out, I only saw Chang Escort, not Brother Li."
It is heart-wrenching for a white-haired person to give away a black-haired person, but if there is always an illusory hope, widower Li will abandon his family and career, search everywhere, and torture himself to death.
Seeing Wu Jin's expression getting darker and darker, Wu's mother immediately stretched out her palm and pushed widower Li out forcibly. "Old Li, Mo Jiedu went to that place. We will have definite news when he comes back."
She turned to Wu Jin again: "Go and eat quickly, or you'll get cold."
Wu Yi swam out like a small fish, watched Wu's mother close the door, and quickly went to the kitchen to watch breakfast. While looking at it, she asked Wu Jin who came in: "Brother, is Uncle Li crazy?"
Wu Jin replied: "He misses Brother Li."
Wu Yi was salivating over the sugar cake. When he saw Wu Jin handing it to him, he immediately opened his mouth and took a small bite.
I didn't dare to eat too much. I was afraid that Wu Jin's bones would not grow well if I ate too much. Everyone said that he should eat well at this time.
"Brother, it's a good thing you're back, otherwise my father and mother would also be crazy, and so would I."
As he spoke, he scooped a spoonful of hot porridge, peeled off the egg and stuffed it into his mouth. While swallowing the egg, he chattered. First, he said that he had heard the news about the bandits' victory last night, and then that the bandits had dumped all the food and grass. After entering the river, he hesitated in the end and wanted to ask for 200 coins from Wu Jin.
It was not a random request, but a good pen. My husband said the pen was good for calligraphy, but it turned out that the pen was a little bald.
He thought about it. Anyway, since he couldn't write a few words, he just needed to buy a pen that he could read. The remaining money could be used to buy candies in the shop.
He was like a boneless vine. Wu Jin controlled and restrained him, so that he could stand up straight and have shape. Wu Jin was rushing to take exams and recuperating at home, so he couldn't take care of him, so he immediately became a lot crooked.
Wu Jin didn't say a word. He slowly ate his breakfast with his left hand and put down his chopsticks: "I'll buy it for you."
If it were his parents, Wu Yi could say a thousand words, but if it were Wu Jin, he could only keep his lips flat and not say a word - since Wu Jin told him to buy it, then It's him who buys it.
After dinner, Wu Jin slung one arm to buy a pen, and bought one for himself - the pen Mo Lingfeng gave him was burned in the hotel post.
After returning home, he laid out paper and practiced calligraphy with his left hand. He looked at the pot of honeysuckle calmly. During this period, Pang Dahai from the Cheng family and Yin Nan from the Mo family came to convey messages.
Cheng Ting originally planned to hold a banquet at home just for Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin, but Cheng Taishan took away all the money in his hand. After much thought, he decided to "borrow" some money from the second sister of the Cheng family. .
The second sister of the Cheng family and the second brother of the Cheng family have been living between strict fathers and mothers and cunning brothers and sisters all year round. They are both soft-tempered, so it must not be difficult to borrow money.
When Cheng Ting arrived in front of his second sister, he first offered to lend her a favor, but the second sister was timid and refused to lend her money. Cheng Ting then threatened the second sister and went to complain to Mrs. Cheng, saying that the second sister had bullied him.
The second sister of the Cheng family scared him to the point of tears. At the same time, she held her money bag tightly and refused to lend her money - lending money to Cheng Ting was like borrowing money from a weasel and never returning it.
When Cheng Ting left angrily and wanted to file a complaint, she did something trivial—stretched out a foot and made Cheng Ting roll down the stone steps.
Cheng Ting was in a bad state and had a nosebleed, so he couldn't come. He still didn't have any money, so he had to ask Pang Dahai to go to the kitchen and bring a pig's foot to Wu Jin.
As for Yin Nan, according to Zhao Shiheng's words, Zhai Xue will not start for the time being, and he will go to class after Wu Jin's hand is healed.
After listening to the message from these two people, Wu Jin continued to practice calligraphy and reading at home until nightfall. He spread out another piece of bamboo paper and began to write a diary.
"On October 11, the 22nd year of Yuan Zhang, Xiaoxue,
When I got up early, I saw a pot of coltsfoot. I was very happy to see it. Now that Lingfeng has returned, I think the situation in Heshan County has been settled. Mo Jiedushi will no longer allow Lingfeng to come to Beijing as a hostage. He should write a memorial to the emperor, but the emperor doesn't know. What to do in response. "
He wrote slowly, trying his best to keep every word consistent in size and neatness.
“To this day, I still have trouble sleeping. The bandits killed people, set fires, robbed people and burned food. It’s appalling and really hateful!
At this point, we were thinking about the matter of Guanyi with peace of mind, and there were many doubts in our mind.
The bandits suddenly acted openly and openly. I originally suspected that Zhang Xianfeng was colluding with the thieves to rob and kill Lingfeng, but why did he let her live until the sixth day of the lunar month so that Lingfeng could be saved?
This is one of them.
Secondly, why is Mr. Zhao in Jiaxian County? Are you really giving clothes to Ye Feng? Mo Jiedu was so meticulous about Lingfeng, how could he forget his winter clothes to keep out the cold?
Such a coincidence must be doubted, but if the incident at Guanyi was done by Mo Jiedushi, what did he want with such a big fanfare?
If the thieves plundered on their own, the matter would end here and there would be no further action.
If Zhang Congfeng was the instigator behind the thief, the matter would end here and there would be no further consequences.
If Mo Jiedushi is behind the thief, then the matter must not be over yet.
I just wait and see what happens, and the confusion will be solved by myself. "
He put down his pen silently, hoping that everything would be calm and there would be no more waves.
After a while, he picked up the pen again: "I haven't seen Listening Feng yet, so I don't know if her rash has healed."
On October 15, the 22nd year of Yuan Zhang, Mo Qianlan returned to Kuanzhou from Heshan County.
Jeju's tail has been swept clean, but Kwanju still needs him to coordinate up and down.
He went to the Cheng Mansion first and whispered to Cheng Taishan for a while. Cheng Taishan was having breakfast. When he heard that the autumn grain was not available, he stood up on the spot and began to scold Wang Zhizhou: "This bastard! All he wants to do is protect himself all day long. I We have already said that the bandits must be wiped out, but now that the commotion is like this, Jeju will not recover, so can we get rid of the relationship? Bastard!"
After Cheng Taishan finished cursing, he turned around and asked Mo Qianlan, "I heard that you rewarded soldiers with 20,000 yuan?"
Mo Qianlan nodded, and Cheng Taishan immediately scolded him as well: "Did you let Li Yitie cure your brain? Twenty thousand dollars! The soldiers in the fortress are not yours, and they won't take you seriously even if they take the money!"
Mo Qianlan was scolded but did not retaliate. She was still very happy and wanted Cheng Taishan to scold him again as if he was sick.
Cheng Taishan stopped scolding, swallowed three meat buns in one breath, drank a bowl of porridge angrily, put on his official robe, cheered up, and asked his servants to prepare the sedan: "Go find the bastard!"
After hearing Cheng Taishan's roar, the bastard Zhizhou paced back and forth with a pale face, wishing he could reach into Mo Qianlan's warehouse and take out another 20,000 guan to make up for the loss of autumn grain.
He hinted, expressed, and insinuated that he wanted Mo Qianlan to help, but Mo Qianlan pretended to be deaf and mute and didn't vomit a word.
This major matter will not be solved for a while, so we can only start by talking about things that can be solved.
The deceased in Guanyi who were rushing to take the exam and transporting troops were all from Kuanzhou. Now there are no bones left in the burnt bodies. It is impossible to lay them to rest, but the living people still have to live on, and they must be compensated.
This time Mo Qianlan showed mercy and was willing to pay the pension from his own pocket.
Wang Zhizhou thought to himself: "If I had known better, I would have sent Xiang troops to rescue Mo Lingfeng, and I would have earned 20,000 yuan back to plug the hole in the autumn grain."
Cheng Taishan thought to himself: "A prodigal son will be ruined sooner or later."
