"Leopard slave, my nephew," Cheng Ting pointed at another bag in Wu Jin's hand, "Is it for Leaf Wind?"
Wu Jin took it in his arms: "Yes."
The waiter brought the dishes one after another. Cheng Ting picked up the chopsticks and said, "Lingfeng is in the city."
Before she finished speaking, Wu Jin stood up and turned around to leave. As soon as he raised his legs, the bench he was sitting on fell down with a loud "bang".
Cheng Ting held the chopsticks and looked up at him with a confused look on his face: "You don't want to eat?"
"Eat." Wu Jin almost dropped him, blushed, bent down to hold up the stool, lifted up his clothes and sat down, picking up chopsticks to eat the noodles.
He didn't eat awkwardly, but he ate very quickly. Before Cheng Ting finished picking out the noodles, he had already picked up the bowl and finished the soup.
Putting the bowl and chopsticks aside, he took out the handkerchief and wiped his mouth, staring at Cheng Ting: "Lingfeng is at home? She wrote to me and said she was recruiting troops. Has she come back to recruit troops?"
Cheng Ting raised his head and glanced at him, waved the chopsticks in front of his eyes, swallowed the noodles in his mouth and said, "You can't speak after eating."
Then he immersed himself in eating, eating noodles, soup, and vegetables without delay.
Wu Jin forced himself to sit upright without squinting, crossed his fingers, held them tightly, and placed them on his thighs.
When Cheng Ting finished the last sip of the soup and put down his chopsticks, he stood up suddenly, took the half-man-high baggage and hung it on his body, strode to the counter, paid for the meal, then stepped forward with his long legs, taking three steps and two steps at a time. After walking out of the foot shop, looking back, Cheng Ting just stood up and was still wiping his mouth.
He opened his legs and walked back, stretched out his hand to grab Cheng Ting's wrist, and pulled him out of the foot shop, his feet moving like flying: "Let's go."
Cheng Ting was staggered by him and took three quick steps before barely keeping up with him: "Where are you going?"
Wu Jin suddenly stopped and Cheng Ting bumped into him. He raised his head and asked, "Why don't you leave?"
Wu Jin also turned around with him: "You're going the wrong way."
He didn't blush and walked like a tiger. In less than a moment, he was on the street. There were soldiers from the fortress recruiting soldiers on the street. There were many onlookers. Wu Jin saw something unusual at a glance - there was a group recruiting soldiers. Female soldiers.
He walked from the back of the crowd and heard someone say: "Why do the Women's Army still need peasant women?"
"Farmer women are strong."
"Even those under five feet tall."
"The female general is not tall herself."
"I heard that the imperial court also commended General Mo, saying that the women's army served the country and set an example for women."
After Wu Jin heard these words, he did not stop and walked forward for about ten steps. A dark green official sedan suddenly stopped here. He quickly pulled Cheng Ting to one side.
The bearer pressed down the sedan pole and Wang Zhizhou walked out.
Wang Zhizhou was wearing regular clothes and his face was red. As soon as he got out of the sedan chair, several officials and soldiers from the recruiting office came to greet him and bowed. Only Feng Fan, who was not far away but not close, had a dark face and disapproved.
Wang Zhizhou glanced at a group of women's soldiers, sneering in his heart, but there was a look of praise on his face. When he turned his eyes again, he saw Wu Jin and Cheng Ting hiding on one side.
As soon as the three people's eyes met, Wu Jin knew that he could not avoid it, so he simply led Cheng Ting forward and bowed respectfully: "Student Wu Jin, I have met Wang Zhizhou and all of you."
Cheng Ting casually cupped his hands and said, "Uncle."
Wang Zhizhou agreed with a smile and looked at Wu Jin: "You went to Beijing to take the exam, why did you come back today? Didn't you wait in Kyoto for the results to be released?"
Wu Jin raised her eyes and looked at Wang Zhizhou's knowing smiling face. A feeling of disgust surged in her heart. She suppressed her unhappiness and was about to speak when she heard Wang Zhizhou frown and ask solemnly: "The tabloid said, You let someone contaminate the test paper, but is it true?"
"yes."
Wang Zhizhou showed a regretful face: "It's a pity that you are the Jieyuan of this state. Not to mention being a Jinshi, it is more than enough to be a Jinshi."
He reached out and patted Wu Jin: "You still have to stay calm. Even if the test paper is contaminated, you should stay in Kyoto and wait for the results to be released. Analyze the essays with other candidates and make progress together. How can you come back alone? Don't be complacent when writing essays."
"Yes, students are taught."
Wang Zhizhou turned away and smiled at Cheng Ting - the smile was not funny, but a sneer, as if Cheng Ting was hopeless and there was no need to say anything, so he just laughed it off.
"Go and play."
Cheng Ting was in a state of despair, his mind was wandering, he stayed aside and scratched his head, completely unaware of his emotional and contemptuous smile.
Wu Jin touched him with his elbow, and he came back to his senses, clenched his fists, and made a shallow bow again: "Uncle, let's go."
Wu Jinli bowed deeply and thoughtfully, and then strode away from the place.
Wang Zhizhou shook his head at their backs: "What a pity."
Bi Tongzhi on the side said quickly: "It's a pity that Jinghua is so sick, otherwise he would be on the list."
Wang Zhizhou responded with a smile on his face, chatting as he walked forward to see the recruitment matters. However, that face had already darkened and cooled in his heart, turning into a monster, a monster, a monster, He bared his fangs at Wu Jin.
Wu Jin - still too young.
Young people have not experienced the world and do not know that there are many ways to destroy a person in this world.
As long as he is dark and dirty enough, he can beat an upright scholar to the point where he will never be able to stand up again.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look back, wanting to take another look at Wu Jin's desolate back. Unexpectedly, these two people disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Wu Jin and Cheng Ting walked very fast. Cheng Ting walked halfway and suddenly sighed: "Don't praise her from outside. In fact, she is very bad. During the Chinese New Year, she encouraged me to let the rats go. Hundreds of them burned half of the house down, and she just patted her butt and left."
Wu Jin knew that what he was talking about was Mo Lingfeng, so he smiled and said, "It's not burning."
"No, it was only my father who injured me. If my mother hadn't said that it would be dangerous to use iron during the Chinese New Year, my father would have beaten me half to death."
The two stopped at the corner door of Mo Mansion. Cheng Ting stepped up the steps and sat slumped on the stone toad beside him. Wu Jin stepped forward and pulled the brass ring on the door, knocking on it repeatedly.
The door opened quickly. Seeing the two of them, the doorman quickly bowed his head and asked them to come in, and then helped Wu Jin unload the big baggage.
As soon as the baggage was received, the weight of the baggage sank through the door. He quickly used his strength to lift the baggage, turned around and closed the door. He found a boy and followed the two of them to send the baggage in.
When the two of them walked to the garden, Yin Bei came out to welcome them, bowed and said: "Master Wu, Master Cheng, the girl is in the Jiusixuan Flower Hall."
He glanced at the baggage, took it in his hand, walked to Wu Jin's side, and headed to Jiusixuan together.
When they arrived at Jiusixuan, Wu Jin picked up the hem of her clothes and walked quickly up the stone steps to the door. Suddenly she saw a small piece of residual leaves on her shoes. She quickly squatted down and brushed them off. When she stood up, there was a "bang" above her head. It hit Mo Lingfeng's chin as he stretched out his head.
Mo Lingfeng stepped back with an "ah", touched his chin, and said vaguely with tears in his eyes: "Wu Jin, have you practiced Iron Head Kung Fu?"
(End of chapter)
