Su Mingquan ate a piece of cake with dissatisfaction, chewing it, feeling sour and sweet, and it tasted good. He forgot where he was talking for a moment.
"What did I say?"
Liu Boyu said: "You said you would never get on a boat in this life."
He has lost his biological brother. The rest of the family are holding his bowl and eating his food with ulterior motives. Only Su Mingquan is left. He can still talk about it. What’s in my heart.
If Su Mingquan sank into the sea again, he would really be alone.
Su Mingquan immediately showed an expression that said, "I never said that, but I won't care about you." He stuffed a piece of cake into his mouth again.
"By the way," Liu Boyu went to pick up a copy of "Ji Ran" from the bookshelf and shook it, but he couldn't get anything out of it. "Thanks to Wu Jin this time, I will also give him a big gift."
He took down several more books one after another and shook them, and finally dug out Wu Yi's IOU from "Tao Zhu Gong Business Classic": "Send to Wu Jin's house."
"Really paid it back?"
"A husband is as valuable as his wife."
Liu Boyu looked Su Mingquan up and down, wondering if Mo Lingfeng had any plans to improve his appearance.
Su Mingquan made his hair stand on end. His throat moved, he swallowed the cake in his mouth, grabbed the IOU and walked out. Seeing that the heavy rain did not stop for a while, he took the IOU, put on a raincoat and hat, and loudly asked someone to lead the horse.
When Liu Boyu heard that he wanted to ride a horse in the house, he sighed and shook his head - you idiot, can't you drive a carriage out in such a heavy rain?
Su Mingquan dressed up like a knight and rode half way, then he regretted it - his head and upper body were still dry, but the bottom of his buttocks was soaked, and the horse was drenched with limp head and head, and it was very painful to walk.
One person and one horse arrived at Shishi Street in the rain, but Su Mingquan found that the horse could not get in.
He could only dismount and walk in, knocking on the Wu family's door for a long time, but it couldn't be opened. As a result, the door of the foot shop opposite opened. The shopkeeper told him that the Wu family had moved to Baishiqiao with his family.
Su Mingquan immediately frowned and walked out of Shishi Street with no choice but to walk towards Baishi Bridge. As he walked, he felt that he had forgotten something. After thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly froze - the horse was gone.
The horse disappeared so quietly and so naturally that he forgot that he came on horseback.
"Damn it -" he got off to a bad start and cursed loudly, "Steal your grandpa's horse! I'll take over your den of thieves tomorrow! I won't even look at what your grandpa does..."
He cursed and walked, and by the time he reached Baishi Bridge in frustration, he was already soaked through.
Wearing a heavy raincoat and a wet bamboo hat, he went from house to house and saw the lintel of "Wuzhai" hanging outside the door. He felt happy and hurriedly went up to knock on the door. He was afraid that the rain would be heavy and Wu Jin wouldn't be able to hear. Then he banged the door loudly.
The people inside were sleeping soundly and were woken up by him. They came out angrily and held an umbrella. When they saw him, they scolded him: "Knock, knock, knock! Knock on your mother! Who are you!"
"I'm looking for Wu Jin." Su Mingquan glanced inside, "Where is Wu Jin?"
"I think you are looking for death!" The man was furious, "His family is the only one in the world whose surname is Wu, isn't it? If you don't stop for a day, if you want to scold him, you will hit his family! Don't use force in front of my house, our family has nothing to do with that shameless villain. It doesn’t matter at all!”
Su Mingquan was very surprised and looked at the man with his mouth open. As the man cursed, he pulled out the knife without warning, stabbed the man in the heart, and killed him in the rain with one knife.
The rain washed away the blood and took away the smell. The body quickly became cold, and the eyes never closed.
"It's not that Wu Jin is still so arrogant, you damn mule has made my hands dirty."
He pulled out the knife and threw it on the ground. The ups and downs and unhappiness along the way finally found a place to vent.
Looking at the blood spots on his fingers with disgust, he bent down and put his hands into the running water to wash them off. He stood up and continued to look for Wu Jin.
There was no one on the rainy night, so he walked to the end of Baishiqiao Street before he saw a Wu house again.
This time, he called Wu Jin twice before knocking on the door, and secretly warned himself: "This may not be Wu Jin, so don't be angry."
The door opened and he looked up, and this time he really saw Wu Jin.
"Hey" he laughed. He really wanted to tell Wu Jin about his twists and turns, but he was afraid that he would forget the time, so he simply kept silent, stuffed the wet IOU into his hand, and turned away.
Wu Jin frowned and watched the man whose face was hidden in the shadow of the bamboo hat leave, then lowered his head to look at the IOU in his hand, returned to the door, closed the door, opened the umbrella, and returned to the corridor through the water on the floor.
The home was already a two-story house, which was spacious and quiet for their family of four. He and Wu Yi lived in the front yard, and his parents lived in the back yard. It was uncomfortably quiet.
Returning to the house, he lit the oil lamp and looked closely at the IOU that was beginning to become stained with ink in his hand, knowing that Liu Boyu would not suddenly be kind.
Has Mo Yefeng looked for him?
This must be the case, and it must be for Wang Zhizhou's matter - the two of them are doing the same thing using different means.
He put the IOU on the table and didn't think about anything. He just sat like this for a long time. When he was about to blow out the oil lamp, he suddenly heard a woman's sharp scream not far away, which penetrated the heavy rain and pierced people's hearts. .
No one expected that the rumors against Wu Jin would end in a murder.
It was rumored that someone was so jealous that he came to kill Wu Jin in the rain, but he knocked on the wrong door and killed a man with the same surname Wu.
The murderer dropped the sharp knife and fled. The heavy rain washed away all traces. The Yamen was helpless. In order to show their innocence, everyone in Kuanzhou City shut their mouths angrily and did not say a single word "Wu".
Three days later, Mo Lingfeng also returned to the fortress.
The noisy city of Kuanzhou was completely quiet, but Jinlu was unexpected. The weak prince bucked the trend, took control of the court situation, and ascended the throne as emperor. The young monarch rested and recuperated and did not make any large-scale attacks. It was a rare calm since the beginning of the war.
In June of the twenty-eighth year of Yuan Zhang, something unexpected happened.
The young monarch bared his fangs and suddenly came to the fortress. The military information was urgently sent to the capital, and then a steady stream of grain, grass and other supplies were sent to the fortress. However, the Huaiyuan and Dingchuan villages still fell on July 14th, and Jin Lu stepped on The fortresses in the Pingheng Mountain area and the troops approaching Gaopingzhai.
Once Gaopingzhai is broken, Kuanzhou City will bear the brunt and will become the last line of defense to stop Jinlu.
The tabloid changed every day, and the messengers ran around carrying the newspaper bags. The news in the court flew into the ears of ordinary people with these pieces of paper - some people proposed to send reinforcements from the southeast, and some thought that Kuanzhou could be used. At the barrier between the country and the dynasty, some people want to negotiate peace again, and there are a lot of news, and the people in Kuanzhou City are panicked.
It was not until August that the Jinlu were unable to attack Gaoping Stronghold for a long time, so they stationed troops outside Gaoping Stronghold to consolidate their territory and wait for the opportunity. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The Kuanzhou Fatal Examination was launched amidst this turmoil. After the worries about the war situation dissipated, everyone remembered a bet again - the spring appointment between the boy from Mo Fuzhai School and Wang Jinghua, the son of Wang Zhizhou.
In the tea house and tavern, to add to the conversation, Guanpu Cabinet Shop even opened a betting market on whether Qi Chang could successfully pass the autumn period.
(End of chapter)
