Liu Boyu tried his best to grovel and surrender to Mo Lingfeng, without caring about his own face, and almost lowered himself into the dust.
After doing this, he said goodbye and left.
Cheng Ting was only half full, but looking at the mess outside, the diners were hiding and couldn't eat anymore.
The three of them got up and went out. Wu Jin followed the marks of the knife and ax and saw blood dripping along the way to the back. It was not as simple as catching the thieving slave.
The Liu family's move shocked him.
He dared to do such an act in broad daylight, in a place where dignitaries often come and go. Afterwards, he was only compensated with silver coins, and no one was held accountable, and no one even reported the suffering to the official.
This is not something that an ordinary ship dealer can do. Their power has penetrated into every corner of Kuanzhou, and only Mo Qianlan's iron fist can suppress them.
But Mo Qianlan abides by the rules and does not allow them to use mules. They surrender at this time. If Mo Qianlan is gone, they will only retaliate angrily.
The shipwreckers' revenge and the emperor's raids will all fall on Mo Lingfeng.
These are only the enemies that Wu Jin can spy on. How many others are waiting for the opportunity in the dark?
Mo Qianlan's health is already very poor, and he wonders if he can survive until Mo Lingfeng grows up. Is that why he urgently wants to send her to the fort?
He lowered his head to look at Mo Lingfeng. Mo Lingfeng walked very quickly, walking over the mess on the ground, as if he didn't know that the Emperor's sword was not the only thing hanging over his head.
The three of them left the Yan Pavilion and went straight to the street, where they walked and played. Mo Lingfeng was lonely in the house. Once out of the house, he would look around.
It was almost the twelfth lunar month, and there were many more vendors selling live poultry in the market. She watched the lively chickens and ducks, her eyes full of surprise and curiosity, and she must have loved this mortal world in her heart.
Wu Jin looked back at her from time to time, feeling sad in his heart.
After the day ended, Cheng Ting did not stop there.
Entering the twelfth lunar month, he carried Mo Lingfeng with him, walking around the streets, eating and drinking - all on Mo Qianlan's account, holding banquets on snowy days, and shaping snow lions - and Mo Lingfeng paid the money from the accounting office. , when the weather was fine, he would call his friends and go out to Yuhua Street at night - still on Mo Qianlan's account.
While he confidently took advantage of the big family, he also tried every means to take Wu Jin out of the house, rubbing it hard and rubbing it hard, trying to soften the stubborn stone of Wu Jin.
While he was making frequent moves, the Liu family unexpectedly fell silent and there was no movement.
Wu Jin didn't think the Liu family had been watching him for so long, because Mo Lingfeng would give up with just one word. Instead, he was extra vigilant and repeatedly warned Wu Yi, telling him that the Liu family was a vicious shipwreck merchant and that they should not interact with him anymore.
Wu Yi nodded quickly, but he couldn't tell whether he agreed in his heart.
On the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, Wu Jin went out early in the morning and was busy with one left hand. He first carried a scale of charcoal home, then bought dried dates, walnuts, and peanuts, weighed a couple of broken tea leaves, and transported them all back home. , finally boiled the beans and arranged them neatly on the stove, so as to silence the Stove Lord.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on his head. He took the remaining boiled sugar at the bottom of the pot, put in the walnut kernels and peanut kernels, stirred them well, put them into a bowl and let them cool down, so that he could simmer Cheng Ting and Mo Ling later. The mouth of the wind.
Yesterday, Cheng Ting destroyed the picture of a horse drawn by the eldest brother of the Cheng family. The eldest brother of the Cheng family borrowed his old father's hand to beat this puppy. He fled all the way to Wu Jin's house and brought Mo Lingfeng with him.
After lunch at Wu's house, the two of them chatted non-stop like birds chirping, reminiscing about the little things in the years and years of the monkey, talking about how they were "when I was a kid".
The two of them were very young and spoke loudly, which made Wu Jin secretly laugh. While laughing, he was also very troubled because they wanted to drink water, eat sweets, and go to the official room, all the time.
Today, Wu Jin prepared early, buried sweet potatoes in the stove, boiled water, and then went to the house to get a copy of "The Biography of Gongyang in the Spring and Autumn Period". He read it word by word from the first year of Duke Zhuang until he reached the fourth year of Duke Zhuang. , Qi Xianggong avenged the revenge of nine generations. Gongyang said that the hatred of the country can be repaid not only in nine generations, but also in a hundred generations.
After reading, he closed the book, stood up and went out. Unknowingly, an hour had passed, but Cheng Ting and Mo Lingfeng were nowhere to be seen.
He stared at the door expressionlessly, his eyes shooting out from the crack of the door, waiting secretly, and after a moment he closed his eyes, knowing that the two of them would not come today.
He knew he wouldn't come, but he still stood there, like a clay sculpture. It wasn't until a cold wind blew over, bringing with it a few grains of snow, that he moved his hands and feet and went into the kitchen to dig out the sweet potatoes.
The sweet smell in the house and the quietness in the courtyard were all the quiet scenes he loved, but his heart couldn't calm down, drifting in and out, just lost and empty.
He knew that he couldn't read or write. He remembered that Li Yitie asked him to go to the drug store today, so he found an oil-paper umbrella, locked it, and went out.
Li Yitie is not in the medicine shop. Only one of his apprentices named Tang is there. I don’t know his name. I only know that his original name was Tang Wantie. Recently, his medical skills have improved, so he changed his name to Tang Qiantie.
Tang Qian Tie removed the layers of restraints on his arms, groped around carefully, and told him that he was fully healed and could be used more freely. He could also fight and kill as much as he wanted, and then break his bones again.
Wu Jin was not happy when he came, but he was very happy when he went back. Holding his right arm that looked like a new baby, he ran all the way to the cake shop to show it to his parents and younger brother.
The whole family gathered around this hand, grinning with bared teeth, and asked Wu Jin not to move too much. Wu Jin agreed one by one, and walked all the way back to Baijiaqiao.
He scooped up hot water and washed his hand clean. After wiping it, he went into the house to grind and lay the paper. He held the pen with his right hand. When he first held the pen to write large characters, his hand was still raw. However, after writing four or five words, it immediately became better. Sway freely, just like before.
After writing for half an hour, his heart became clear.
For dinner that day, Wu's mother closed the shop early and went to the carpenter's place to pick up the newly made scooter, and gave it to Wu's father to try it out. Wu's father was worried that the scooter was too expensive and could even buy a cow, but he was also happy. She couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear, and when she encountered a stone as big as a sesame seed, Wu Mu would move around it to avoid damaging the wheel.
Wu's mother bought another braised pig head, cut it into a big bowl, steamed white rice and dried pork, put out a plate of eggplant bream, and the family of four gathered around the charcoal fire to have a lively dinner.
After dinner, Wu's mother immediately cleared away the dishes, Wu's father sat in the house cleaning the scooter, Wu Jin practiced calligraphy in the house, and Wu Yi built a snow lion in the yard.
The four of them were busy on their own. Wu Yi's snow lion only piled up a big body and was about to pick his legs when he heard the door knocking.
"Who?" He jumped to open the door, and then made a sound of surprise, "Liu Bowen? Why are you here?"
He suddenly remembered that Wu Jin did not allow him to interact with the Liu family, so he suppressed his laughter, stepped forward and whispered: "My brother is here, so I can't hang out with you."
Liu Bowen stretched his head and looked inside: "I'm looking for your brother."
Wu Yi said "Ah" and turned to look at the east wing, surprised and surprised: "Why are you looking for my brother? To learn?"
Liu Bowen immediately laughed: "I am not a scholar."
Then he waved behind him: "Brother, Brother Wu is at home."
