In Xu Mo's opinion, those who did such things should be poor students, just like the classmates he followed quietly before.
However, the fact is that the student who came to see him was either rich or noble. He wore gold and silver, and carried the air of a noble prince from Fengjing. Some people thought he was a direct descendant of a noble family.
The man opened his mouth and said, "I used to be as poor as you. Later, with the recognition and help of noble people, I was able to change my body and live a good life in Fengjing."
Xu Mo's heart suddenly sank.
This person is so smart, he almost perfectly grasps the mentality of poor students who long for appreciation, and his straightforward tone adds to the sense of trust. If it were someone with weak willpower, he would soon follow his lead.
Fortunately, Xu Mo still had some composure and said softly, "Xu Mo doesn't quite understand what this classmate is talking about."
After speaking, he took out the book to cover the patch in front of him.
This move pleased the wealthy students, and also removed the guard in their eyes.
"Xu Mo, right? I asked about you. You are a young man who passed the exam from Xieyang County. His parents died, and he went to Fengjing to take the exam all alone." The student muttered softly, as if he was remembering something, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.
Xu Mo did not refute.
He is the only one named in his household registration, and his second brother's names are only Zhao Yuan, Qihuai and Zhu Sihuan when they open their new shop.
Needless to say, Zhu Sihuan said that Qi Huai was a smart man and would not leak anything, Zhao Yuan was simple and stubborn, and Xu Mo never doubted that he had no money.
"I also heard that you are temporarily staying at your cousin's aunt's house. You must feel uncomfortable living under someone else's roof." The wealthy student added.
Xu Mo blinked.
This aunt...should be Aunt Zhang.
Xu Mo's surname is Xu, and Aunt Zhang's surname is Zhang. It seems that she is not her biological aunt, so she must be her cousin.
That's a good guess. Don't guess next time.
The corner of Xu Mo's mouth twitched and he turned his head sadly, as if in acquiescence.
The rich student said with a bit of pride, "I also heard that your cousin's aunt has several children at home, and they are chattering and chattering all day long, which makes it difficult for them to feel comfortable and peaceful."
However, the reality is that although Xu Mo is quiet when he is alone, he always feels a little lonely. When his younger brothers and sisters are around, the whole courtyard seems to be full of life, and even the words on the books become lively.
"I'm afraid such an environment is not conducive to your study." After the wealthy student finished speaking, he concluded, "There are three months until the exam. You need money, a quiet study environment, and a bright future."
He said seductively, "As long as you think about it, these things are all within your reach."
Nothing is readily available.
All the gifts given by fate have their prices secretly marked.
It is good to wear gold and silver, and to spend money freely and freely, but when these require all your talents to be exchanged, the ambitious young man in school has been transformed into a rich man who is obsessed with money and has no ambition, and then looks back at the humble window and studied hard for ten years. , really can't say sorry?
The sounds and sentences of those tender moments echoed like thunder, deafening.
Xu Mo looked at the rich young master quietly. The surging look in his eyes made the rich young master feel so scared that he almost ran away with his head in his arms before he said softly, "I can give it a try."
Just give it a try.
The young man's backbone taught by his father is still in his heart, and the sentiments of his family and country have never been forgotten. Xu Jieyuan's talents are only dedicated to his family and country, and he will never seek personal gain.
But for the wealthy young master, the phrase "try" is enough.
Countless students have stepped onto a dangerous ship like this. Some of them are unwilling, some are full of grief and indignation, some just want to make a little money and then give up, and some are as compassionate as Guanyin, trying to save their classmates from the sea of suffering.
But as long as they get the money and enjoy the joy of spending money like water, they will never go back.
Our ancestors said that it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
I have experienced that an article can be exchanged for hundreds of taels of silver, and I understand that money is equal to dignity and status in Fengjing. Who can return to the days of poverty, and who is willing to wear patched clothes and eat coarse grains every day.
In the eyes of the wealthy young master, Xu Mo is just the next "them".
The two made a simple agreement.
The request of the wealthy young master is very simple. He needs Xu Mo to write an essay on the last Fengjing Township Examination question within three days, and then he will pay money according to the quality of the essay.
From then on, this article had nothing to do with Xu Mo, and everything was lost.
When Xu Mo vaguely proposed to meet other classmates, he was ruthlessly rejected by the wealthy young master.
"Our business is easy to make money, but there is also competition." He smiled half-heartedly. "You are in competition with other knife hunters. It is best not to have any contact with each other. I am doing this for your own good."
Xu Mo lowered his eyelashes and said nothing.
It turns out that students who ghostwrite articles are called knife-catchers.
The wealthy young man didn't mind either, agreed on a time and place for the next meeting, and left with his head held high.
He didn't care at all whether Xu Mo wrote or not. Even if Xu Mo didn't write, someone else would always write. If Xu Mo was willing to write, he could make a fortune.
The contact between the two parties is limited to one-to-one, which eliminates the possibility of news spreading and prevents the buyer's privacy from being leaked.
This is extremely satisfying for those who are serious about gambling.
But Xu Mo felt troubled.
He stood there for a long time, so long that the birds resting on the branches all flapped their wings and left again, and then the sound of footsteps could be heard.
Qi Huai, the son of the Qi family, walked out with a rare sad look on his fair face, "Brother Xu, you really got me into a puddle of muddy water."
It turned out that Qi Huai had noticed that Xu Mo's behavior was abnormal half a month ago. After several heart-to-heart inquiries, nothing came out. After Xu Mo's pleading, he had no choice but to erase all traces of the six brothers and sisters' intimacy, and even The name of the tenant who entered the courtyard for the second time fell under the name of Aunt Zhang.
So when outsiders like the rich young master came to investigate, they found out that Xu Mo was lonely and helpless, living in his cousin's aunt's house, and that his younger brothers and sisters were noisy and influential, so much so that he was eager for money to change the status quo.
In return, Xu Mo did not expose Qi Huai's spy.
First, to satisfy Qi Huai’s curiosity.
Secondly, I want to observe how useful Qi Huai is without revealing his trump card.
I think about the three friends I met in the Imperial College.
Zhao Yuan is simple, straightforward and reckless, while Zhu Sihuan is thoughtful but has limited power. Only Qi Huai, who has both status and intelligence, is the best candidate.
His success in the final exam is also difficult to associate with gambling.
If Qi Huai, the judge, really had a shady background, and today's scene was overheard by him, Xu Mo could also take the opportunity to hook up with Qi Huai's interrogation, and thus go deep into the world of knife hunters.
Really kill three birds with one stone.
Fortunately, Qi Huai did not disappoint him.
The fair and clear young master closed the folding fan and said with a helpless smile, "But if you really want to investigate, I will accompany you."
"Who told me that I am the legitimate son of the Minister of Rites?"
