Wu Jin held this thin book and felt the power of three generations in the book. There was only one chair in the room. He held the book and sat down by the bed. His empty heart suddenly felt full. .
He carries his "Tao" and gentle people and things in his heart. The strong wind and rain outside have not wiped away his magnanimity and uprightness. He can survive it.
Wu's mother brought tea in. She looked around and saw that the two of them seemed to be reading a book, so she left.
Cheng Ting looked at Wu's mother, sitting in this small room, and suddenly felt an unprecedented heavy pressure, as if Wu's eyes were like whips and ropes, trying to keep Wu Jin locked in one road, never to He is not allowed to make even a single wrong step on his errands.
Pitiful.
The expectations of Wu's father and mother, and the responsibilities of the entire Wu family, have probably been on Wu Jin's shoulders since he was a child. Every coin his parents spent on him was silently asking for repayment.
As the son of man, Wu Jin could not resist, he could only accept it.
He stretched out his hand and tugged at the hem of his clothes, feeling a little out of breath. He took a sip of tea, took off the Xichuan paper fan from his waist, opened it with a "pop", and fanned twice hard: "Hot."
Wu Jin stood up and opened the window and took a look at the sky: "It's going to rain heavily. It's muggy."
Cheng Ting fanned himself several times, took out two large silver coins from his arms, and put them on the table: "I'm afraid your bakery will be closed."
Wu Jin glanced at the money silently: "Just keep it. If you still have money at home, I will also go to Mo Mansion to take care of things."
Cheng Ting looked at him in surprise: "But there is still your mother outside, will you be allowed to go?"
Wu Jin smiled and said: "Just treat your idle talk as the breeze in your ears. I will go and talk to my mother-in-law."
Cheng Ting admired him in his heart, and suddenly remembered what Wang Zhizhou said yesterday, and said quickly: "I will talk to my father when I get back and let him think of a solution."
Wu Jin waved his hand: "Prefect Cheng is busy with official duties, so don't worry about me. I have regulations on this matter."
"any solution?"
"Didn't Wang Zhizhou say that he wouldn't give me the state seal if he was here for a day?" Wu Jin said with a smile, "If I change to another magistrate, the examination ticket will naturally be stamped with the state seal."
Cheng Ting was dumbfounded and reached out to pick out his ears. He almost thought he heard wrongly: "You mean?"
Wu Jin just smiled and said nothing.
Wang Zhizhou, a dignified official of the imperial court, knew all the important military and political affairs of Kuanzhou, but he embezzled military pay, did nothing for the people, deceived the superiors and deceived the subordinates, and it was not easy to take advantage of him, but it was not impossible.
And since he can remain motionless, his influence is naturally intricate, deceiving the superiors and hiding from the inferiors, paving the way with money, and turning the superiors, inferiors, left, and right into accomplices.
To move him, you need to work hard.
Wu Jin knew it in his heart, but he had no intention of taking action at this time. He knew that Mo Lingfeng needed this villain who could deceive others. Otherwise, Wang Zhizhou would move away and the emperor would send another person to Zhikuanzhou, and she would not be able to act like him. It's so cheap now.
Now we can only make full preparations and wait for the day when Mo Lingfeng completely devours the fortress.
After thinking about it all night, he had an idea in his mind, so he was not in a panic about the voting process.
"I want to write a letter to Leaf, please help send it to Yin Bei."
Cheng Ting stood up, gave up his chair, nodded and said: "Yin Bei was going to Baozhai, so I stopped him. I guessed you wanted to write a letter."
Wu Jin studied the ink and laid out the paper, put down the pen for a long time, and then wrote: "Listen to the wind, the lotus flowers in the garden of the mansion are surrounding the pond, the flowers are pressing on the waterside pavilion, the sound of babblers is heard, and the hoarse and mocking croaks are heard. In Jiusixuan, the shadows of the trees are dark, and in the morning The wind is cold, plums and melons are sinking in the vat, and cheese is like snow in the ice bowl.
Everything is as usual, everything is old, don’t think about it.
I follow Yanling's example and cry three times, that's enough. Even if thunder and lightning strikes me in the future, I will look out of the cow's back, my expression will not change, and my determination will not change.
In addition, it is suddenly understood that "stop its dui, close its door; dampen its sharpness, resolve its confusion; harmonize its light, and be the same as its dust, this is the meaning of Xuantong".
April 22, Wu Jin. "
When Cheng Ting left, the clouds were already very low, and the moisture came out from the ground and lay silently on the body. Wu Jin only felt sticky all over. Although there was no sweat, the clothes were sticking to the skin.
After sending Cheng Ting to the street corner, he smiled and said, "Come back quickly, it's going to rain heavily."
Cheng Ting carried his two large sums of money and the letter written by Wu Jin to Mo Lingfeng. He looked at the sneaky eyes on the street and thought that if it were him, he would never be able to go out again. I can't stay in Kuanzhou, and Huzhou is too close. I wish I could take a boat and sail across the ocean to a deserted place.
However, Wu Jin did not even lower his head. Others said that he dressed up in order to win the favor of the noble girl. He heard it clearly. However, when he went out, he still wore a crown and dressed up without looking slovenly.
Cheng Ting waved his hand to tell him not to see him off, and walked away with a long stride. After walking out for three or four steps, he looked back at Wu Jin.
Wu Jin was still standing there. Seeing him turn around, she waved for him to leave quickly.
Cheng Ting turned around and continued walking, feeling in his heart that Wu Jin had changed - in the past, Wu Jin had firmly put himself into the shell of a "sage", but now he still has the integrity of a cypress, but he has emerged from that shell, and is even better. Free and more soothing.
He left with peace of mind, turned around a street, and suddenly said "ouch", slapped his head, and hurried to Wu's Cake Shop.
A drop of rain fell on the tip of his nose, and he quickly held up the umbrella. As soon as he held up the umbrella, heavy rain fell like beans, crackling, and the ground quickly became watery. He stepped into the stagnant water with his feet in turn, removing his shoes, socks, and clothes. All soaked.
After sloppily running to the cake shop, there was no one in front of the cake shop. The Wu family father and son sat inside with sad faces, not knowing what to do.
"Uncle!" Cheng Ting took out a large ingot of silver and shouted in the heavy rain, "Cake! Send them all to my house! I want them all at home!"
Without waiting for the father and son to reply, he slapped the money on the counter, hid under the umbrella, and ran home in the pouring rain.
He also wanted to write a letter to Mo Lingfeng and ask Yin Bei to take it with him.
The heavy rain stopped for half an hour. Wu Yi was soaked all over. He pushed Wu's father back and sneezed as soon as he entered the door: "Auntie, Magistrate Cheng's family asked for cakes today, and they have all been delivered."
Wu's mother responded. Seeing that he was wet from head to toe, she quickly asked him to change his clothes first. Then she pushed Wu's father into the house and helped Wu's father change his clothes.
Wu Jin calmly entered the kitchen, took out the hot thin noodles from the pot, soaked them in cold water, took them out again, mixed them with cooked oil, put them in a large basin, and put the seasonings that Wu Mu had fried in In a small basin, bring them over together.
Dinner is this big bowl of noodles.
Wu Jin fished out noodles and mixed them for his parents. Wu Yi wet her hair and finally fished out a big bowl. After mixing it, she ate absentmindedly.
He quietly raised his head and looked at Wu Jin and then at Wu Mu. Wu Mu's expression was as hard as iron and she didn't look at anyone.
Wu Yi ate uneasily, trying to eat as quietly as possible, but then hesitantly moved his hands, wanting to add another bowl.
He didn't dare to move because the meal was too serious and Wu's mother had already put down her chopsticks.
