In the past, all kinds of rumors about Wu Jin in Kuanzhou City disappeared.
Since Wu Jin has the talent of being the top scholar, how could he plot against the Mo family and marry into the Mo family? This is completely nonsense made by jealous people.
Gift-givers flocked to him like ducks, and Wu's father and Wu's mother were so happy that they closed the door and refused to accept any penny, leaving no stain on their son.
Mo Lingfeng listened to all the excitement outside, and was secretly happy while sitting at home. Early the next morning, he went to the second hall to accompany Mo Qianlan and read the newspaper to Mo Qianlan.
In the newspaper of his residence, there was news that Wu Jin had been added to the sixth rank of the Hanlin Academy to edit and be appointed as the general magistrate of Ningzhou. The emperor also allowed him to use express delivery. If there was any inconvenience in political affairs, he could report by post horse.
She put down the newspaper, looked at Mo Qianlan, and whispered: "Brother, I think the emperor selected Wu Jin as the number one scholar. He should have read the meaning of 'clarifying the jade world and cleansing the world' from his article. He wants to Wu Jin has become a sharp weapon to clean up the corruption in the country, otherwise he will not be allowed to use the express delivery horse."
She ate a cherry, spit the pit into the dregs bucket, and said to herself: "Qi Chang stayed in the Hanlin Academy and became a concubine. I thought that at most he could become a county magistrate."
She ate another one: "Wang Jingha ran very fast, huh, he thought I would forget about it after three more years? I can't spare him."
As soon as I finished speaking, I remembered my aunt's knock on the door: "Girl, it's time for me to take medicine."
Mo Lingfeng quickly stood up and opened the door, then stood sideways behind the door and let the two fat aunts in.
One aunt was holding medicine, and the other was holding agarwood. The door was crowded. After entering, they immediately turned around and saluted Mo Lingfeng. Mo Lingfeng waved his hand, and the two of them rolled round to Mo Qianlan's bed. , start taking medicine.
Mo Lingfeng stood at the door and took a look outside. He saw the red and purple colors outside, green peaks leaning against each other, light wind, warm clouds, blue sky, and slightly clear sky. He opened the door and invited the wind to come in and disperse the gloomy atmosphere in the room.
She walked to the cubicle again, stood by the window, opened the window, and looked at the flowers and flowers floating by the window.
The yellow dog was lying in the shade of the flowers, its belly was rounded, and it lay lazily motionless. When it heard the sound of the window being opened, it just swept its tail back and forth twice.
Mo Lingfeng looked at the scene of early summer and listened to the rustling sounds of her aunts. She was giving medicine, changing clothes and bedding. She waited quietly. Although it was hard work and the future was still uncertain, she felt Pleasure and tranquility.
Her hard work was not in vain and everything would get better.
At the same time, the nanny also came.
Auntie is always strong and energetic, even more energetic than Zhong Jiaqing. The fire changed her beyond recognition, but it burned her loyalty even more intensely. She saw Mo Lingfeng get up from the bed, pull on her shoes and run to the second hall. , did not comb his hair or wash his face, and waited for a long time without returning, so he immediately came to kill him.
Before Mo Lingfeng could speak, she pushed Mo Lingfeng into the chair in the cubicle, took the handkerchief from the maid's hand, and stretched out her hand to wipe Mo Lingfeng's face.
Mo Lingfeng said hurriedly: "Wash it. I'm here."
Before she could finish her words, the nanny had already wiped her face, took the comb from the maid's hand, and combed her hair into a bun.
"Grandma, it hurts," Mo Lingfeng reached out to touch his head, "comb it lightly."
Auntie put her hands gently: "You are a big girl now. You can't tie up your hair in two buns. We have to look good. People only care about clothes but not people. If you go out, others will be afraid of you." Regards."
She gave Mo Lingfeng a high bun, inserted a pearl hairpin, a flower hairpin, and a pair of earrings. Mo Lingfeng turned around and saw a winding hairpin in the box. She remembered that the bracelet Xiao Dou gave Yin Nan had been kneaded into He pointed at two lumps of gold and said, "Grandma, give this to Yin Nan as a dowry."
Yin Nan shouted outside: "I don't want to get married!"
Yin Bei came in with an account book and asked in surprise: "Who are you going to marry?"
"I'm not marrying anyone!"
"Is he that boy named Dou?" Yin Bei's smile disappeared, "He is so big and his brain is as big as a sesame seed. Don't marry him. I will find a good one for you tomorrow."
"I am older than you."
Mo Lingfeng stood up, stuck out his head from the window, and glared at the two of them. Er Yin shut up for a moment, but then quarreled with each other with their eyes.
The nanny led the maids to retreat, and the two aunts also retreated. The room became quiet again. Yin Bei came in, bowed and handed an account book to Mo Lingfeng: "For the spring account book, I have asked Zhou Xueqi to Wen Bingdao Lang checked it and found that there is no problem. Please take a look at the general accounts."
Mo Lingfeng casually flipped through the account book and saw that it was densely packed with various numbers. Under each line, the total amount had been calculated. She selected the line "Baoyi Bill No.", reached out and crossed the bottom and wrote "Silver Nine hundred and eighty thousand taels."
She thought about the number calculated by Wu Jin last year. There was not much difference between the two. Then she pointed to "Baolong Jieku" and when she looked down, she wrote "Thirty thousand taels of silver."
Still not much different.
After closing the account book, she handed it back to Yin Bei: "Did Qi Wenbing say anything?"
Yin Beidao: "He said he is worth the salary."
Mo Lingfeng smiled: "The arithmetic lecturer that Wu Jin admires is definitely worth it."
Yin Bei took out the letter from his arms and said, "This is the letter from Master Cheng."
Mo Lingfeng took it, waved his hand, and waved Yin Bei out, one to the south and one to the north. They walked out of the second hall hand in hand and stood under the platform and started fighting endlessly. Mo Lingfeng opened the letter and read the beginning. The word "number one scholar".
The two words were written sonorously and powerfully, as if Cheng Ting himself had shone the afterglow of the No. 1 Scholar. He could be domineering and domineering at home. The words were very arrogant and deserved a beating.
Cheng Ting and Yourong Yan wrote eloquently and filled up a piece of paper. Mo Lingfeng's mouth went dry and he skipped countless beautiful words. When he turned back, he found that the words changed without any warning.
“Jeju is so poor!”
He followed closely and explained the reason: "I originally thought that Jeju was a prosperous land with mountains, rivers and docks, but it turned out that the entire government office had been in arrears for three months' salary, from the master to the government servants. Dishes.”
He was very surprised by this. He wrote a few sentences incoherently, and cursed the Jeju Shipping Department in the letter, asking him to change his name to the Corrupt Shipping Department. After Mo Lingfeng finished reading, he made a summary of Mo Qianlan: "Cheng Taishan is so disgraced that he is so poor that he has to eat wild vegetables.”
She put away the letter, stood up, and stretched her waist: "I'll write a letter to Wu Jin."
As she spoke, she walked to the cubicle. She stood in front of the desk, lowered her head to look at the inkstone on the desk, and took out the ink stick. Suddenly she heard a familiar voice coming from behind: "Ah, take care of your heart." .”
The ink stick in her hand fell to the ground with a bang, cracking from head to tail.
It was Mo Qianlan's voice, like thunder, that shocked a young heart that was ready to move.
Mo Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, then turned around sharply, his heart beating like a drum in his chest, his eyes brightening horribly, a "brother" was about to come out from his throat, and he walked quickly towards the bed, his knees touching. On the hard embroidery pier.
She felt no pain. She only looked down at Mo Qianlan, who had her eyes closed. At the same time, she let out a sharp cry in her throat: "Call Li Yitie!"
