Wang Jinghua turned to look at Mo Lingfeng: "If you lose the bet, I will not only ask Wu Jin to kowtow in front of me and admit his mistake, but I will also ask him."
He pointed at Cheng Ting.
Cheng Ting didn't even know whether Qi Chang could read or not, but he had full confidence in Wu Jin - it should be easy for Wu Jin to teach someone who can pass Qiu Wei's exam within two years.
He made a face at Wang Jinghua: "Just add it, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
After finishing speaking, he shouted: "Shi Yuan, write everything down in triplicate, take one copy and press it under the portrait of the saint."
Shi Yuan glanced at Mo Lingfeng and saw her nodding. He quickly wrote down the bet clearly and made two more copies: "Come and sign."
Wang Jinghua stepped forward first, wrote his name, and then looked at Qi Chang: "Can he write his own name? If not, I'll let it go. Don't be too embarrassed."
Qi Chang quickly got up from the ground, nodded his head as if he was talking about garlic, said "yes" repeatedly, ran forward in small steps, and took the pen from Shi Yuan's hand.
His hands were shaking so much that he could barely hold the pen steady. He barely held the pen and wrote the word "Qi Chang" while trembling.
The two words were completely out of character, and they shivered out of the arc, not as good as a dog crawling. Wang Jinghua took one look at it and immediately laughed out loud.
The gambling book was made in triplicate. When the ink was dry, Shi Yuan first handed one to Mo Lingfeng, then gave one to Wang Jinghua, and folded the last one and kept it close to his body before sending it to the state to study the Confucius statue.
Mo Lingfeng glanced at the gambling book, stuffed it into his arms, and said to Cheng Ting, "You deal with the aftermath."
She walked back to the white horse, got on the horse, and led the women's army to Mo Mansion.
As soon as she hit the horse, the people who had been crowded together quickly dispersed. Shi Yuan and Cheng Ting worked together to lift the table away. The street became smooth again, and only the fruits and flowers scattered on the ground were trampled into a mess.
Mo Lingfeng rode over from above, his face expressionless, and was blown back like a gust of wind.
She dismounted at the main entrance of Mo Mansion. The doorkeeper heard a movement inside the door and came out in a hurry. She pushed open the two doors and called out the two boys who were also on duty. She walked down the stone steps with low eyebrows and held the hand for the Detachment of Women. horse.
Mo Lingfeng inserted his riding whip, strode up the stone steps, and entered the second hall from the verandah. Before entering the second hall, Yin Bei had already come out. Mo Lingfeng said as he walked: "Send Qi Chang's slave registration documents to Cheng Ting, go ask Li Yitie to come again."
Yin Bei nodded in agreement and was about to go do it when Mo Lingfeng suddenly asked, "What is Shi Yuan doing now?"
"The Shi family?" Yin Bei thought about it carefully, "It seems to be doing some small business at Luoshui Wharf in Jeju."
"Wharf?" Mo Leifeng tilted his head and thought: "Select out our family's business on the pier, show it to Wu Jin, pick a suitable one, and give it to Shi Yuan."
"yes."
"Go ahead."
Yin Bei turned around and left, and Mo Lingfeng entered the second hall courtyard alone. The scenery in the courtyard was still the same. A fat aunt was sitting by the door, fanning herself, holding a piece of watermelon in her hand to eat. On the side table, there was a large plate of watermelon. .
When she saw Mo Lingfeng, she stood up quickly and pinched the half piece of watermelon helplessly: "Girl, you are back."
Mo Lingfeng stepped forward and took a piece of watermelon. While eating, he opened the door and walked in. The aunt who was guarding Mo Qianlan in the room stood up when she heard the sound. Mo Lingfeng waved her hand and said He also waved it out: "Tell grandma that I'm back and ask her to bring me some clothes."
There were no icebergs in the house, and the doors and windows were closed tightly to prevent the heat from invading. Agarwood was burning in the incense burner, and a large cluster of lotus flowers bloomed on the table, which was quite cool.
My aunt was dizzy from the heat. After hearing this, she hurried out as if she had been granted amnesty.
Mo Lingfeng finished the watermelon in two or two mouthfuls. The heat of the summer suddenly disappeared. He threw the rind into the hopper, walked to the bed, bent down and looked at Mo Qianlan: "Brother, I'm back."
She raised her hands to avoid soiling the bedding, leaned over and gave Mo Qianlan a hug, then stood up and walked to the washing stand, washed her hands and face, took off her soft armor, and placed it on the screen.
There is also a freshly smoked green narrow lining on the screen, which is thin and soft. It is kept here and ready for Mo Qianlan to change at any time.
Mo Lingfeng stood behind a dark and cool screen, taking off the long crimson jacket with long sleeves and a gold collar, revealing a blood-stained white undershirt underneath.
The whole back was covered in blood.
She took off her inner garment, and a piece of white fine cloth started from her left shoulder and wrapped around her chest and back. She stopped too quickly while riding, and the wound that had not healed opened again. The blood surged very fast, covering the fine cloth and inner garment. All wet.
She pulled the long strip of cloth. It was hot, and the fine cloth strip quickly stuck to the wound. When she gently peeled it off, it caused bursts of pain. By the end, the entire strip had stuck to the wound.
She knew in her heart that the sooner it was pulled off, the better, so she immediately gritted her teeth and pulled the cloth head hard with her backhand.
This tug was really painful like peeling and cramping. She whimpered and shivered in pain. Her face was pale, her whole body was tense, and her soul almost flew out of the Tianling Gai with trembling.
After a long time, she exhaled, shook her hands, and wiped away the sticky sweat on her forehead.
Outside the house, Li Yitie knocked on the door. Mo Lingfeng asked him to come in hoarsely, and called "Yin Nan" again.
Yin Nan responded outside and followed Li Yitie into the house.
As soon as he entered the door, Li Yitie smelled a strong scent of blood.
Yin Nan got ahead of him and walked behind the screen with his clothes to put on for Mo Lingfeng. Li Yitie waited for a moment and walked over when he heard Mo Lingfeng calling him. As soon as he turned around the screen, he let the situation in front of him show off. Shocked from ear to ear.
Mo Lingfeng sat on the embroidered pier, with his back to Li Yitie. He put on an inner coat haphazardly, covering his chest without putting his hands into the sleeves, leaving a large area of his back exposed.
There was a two-finger-long stab wound on her back. The skin turned white. She opened it and applied medicine to the wound. The hemostatic powder was scattered everywhere, staining it with blood.
There are already female doctors in the army who specialize in treating the wounds of the Detachment of Women. Mo Lingfeng's wounds were bandaged once, but the weather was hot and she hit the horse again, and the wounds were all split open.
At this time when his life was in danger, Mo Lingfeng couldn't care less about the difference between men and women.
Li Yitie immediately took out the medicinal wine from the cage and whispered: "Your wound needs to be cleaned with medicinal wine, otherwise the fever will continue and your life will be in danger."
He took out another piece of Zanthoxylum bungeanum and handed it to Yin Nan: "Bite it in your mouth."
Yin Nan stuffed Zanthoxylum bungeanum into Mo Lingfeng's mouth, and Mo Lingfeng bit it tightly. Li Yitie took out the wooden basin, put a piece of tung seed-smoked handkerchief in the basin, poured in medicinal wine, soaked the handkerchief, and poured it into the basin. Mo Lingfeng wiped it off his wound.
Mo Lingfeng said "Oh" and his heart-wrenching screams were all blocked in his mouth, his teeth deeply embedded in the pepper wood.
The pain in the wound was excruciating, like fire. It stung her so much that she couldn't sit still. She stood up suddenly and arched her body forward, trying to escape.
However, Yin Nan slapped her back onto the embroidered pier. Before she could take a breath, Li Yitie had already changed the veil and put it on again.
Mo Lingfeng raised his neck, his face turned to the sky, tears of pain flowed down his face, he sweated profusely, and the knuckles of his hands turned white when he pinched his chest. The veins on his neck and forehead popped out, and he almost fainted.
(End of chapter)
