Wei Cheng didn't give the children new shoes immediately. It wasn't because he was stingy, but because he was really careless this time and didn't buy them at all.
And the Wei family had just sent over a large amount of supplies, so in order to deceive others, they could only make the children wait for a while.
So he used the excuse of letting the children read and write to delay it for a while. It’s still summer right now, and when autumn comes, I’ll just prepare some thicker boots for the kids.
The children ran down the hillside with joy, shouting that they would soon have new shoes to wear.
It happened that Cai Yan and Hao Niang also came back from the village. They heard the cheers of the children and asked curiously. When they learned that Cai Yan was asked to teach the children to write, Cai Yan readily agreed. She still enjoyed teaching the children to read. process.
Wei Cheng wanted to take a break and go back to modern times, but now he had no choice. After thinking about it, he took a can of sorghum wine and came to the racecourse alone.
Not long after he showed up last night, he met the little macaque raised by the mute. Wei Cheng was worried that the mute was there at the time, so he wanted to go over and test it out.
When I arrived at the horse farm, I happened to see the mute cutting grass to feed the horses. Seeing Wei Cheng arriving, Mute bowed to Wei Cheng cautiously.
Wei Teng put the wine on the ground and opened the lid of the compressed lees. The aroma of wine instantly filled the air.
The mute couldn't help but swallow, and turned back to look at Wei Cheng, or rather the can of sorghum wine.
Wei Cheng said with a smile: "You were not here just now. This bottle of wine is for you, and there is also a set of protective gear and weapons that are the same as those of Zhengtou and the others. You can go up and get them later when you have time."
With that said, Wei Cheng sat down directly next to a stone.
The mute licked his lips, unable to resist the temptation of the aroma of wine. He took out the stainless steel mini flask given to him by Wei Cheng from his arms, skillfully unscrewed the lid, poured out the water inside, and filled it directly. One bottle, I raised my head and took a big sip.
Wei Cheng was stunned when he saw it. This wine was Qinghe Daqu that caught fire instantly!
Mute also seemed to feel that the wine this time was different from the Jian Nanchun he drank last time. It was stronger and more alcoholic.
He took a deep breath. He didn't know if it was an illusion. Wei Cheng faintly saw a trace of steam steaming from the top of his head. Just when he was about to open his eyes again to confirm, the mute was already sitting on the ground like a normal person, and started to taste the food in small sips. .
Wei Teng thought it was because the sun was too strong and evaporated the sweat in the mute's hair. He shook his head and looked at the mute in front of him without saying a word.
The mute could feel the inquiry hidden in Wei Cheng's eyes. After getting along with him for a few days, he almost understood Wei Cheng's character and personality. He knew that Wei Cheng was not a domineering young master, nor did he have the dignity of a superior family.
After hesitating for a moment, the mute swept out a clean patch of ground on the ground with his hand, and wrote with his index finger: "Young master is confused, but it doesn't matter."
Of course, it was traditional Chinese characters without punctuation marks, and what surprised Wei Cheng was that although the mute used his fingers to write on the ground, standard official script was probably not something that ordinary people could easily write, right?
As far as he knows now, official script is a font that has only become popular in recent decades. Cai Yan often practices official script. According to her, this is a new font among aristocratic families, and the imperial court still mostly uses small seal script.
After a brief moment of daze, Wei Qing nodded slightly and said, "Sure enough, your identity is not simple. When I first met you, I found that you were incompatible with the people in Haojia Village. This was confirmed by several subsequent verifications."
After hesitating for a moment, Wei Cheng asked tentatively: "Can you tell me how you became mute?"
The mute wanted to write a response on the ground, but just as he put his hand down, Wei Cheng asked another question. He originally thought that what Wei Cheng wanted to ask was why he was in such trouble...Why didn't Mr. Wei play his cards according to the routine? Really.
Sighing slightly, the mute opened his mouth directly, revealing a mouth without a tongue.
Wei Cheng frowned slightly. Half of the mute's tongue was cut off. The incision was neat and it looked like a professional technique.
Mute saw a trace of unbearable flash in Wei Cheng's eyes, and felt the slightest comfort in his heart, knowing that Wei Cheng was indeed not comparable to those children from aristocratic families.
After struggling for a long time, he still told his story in writing.
It turns out that the mute's real name is Zhong Xian. He once served as an official in Chenghua Ling and was in charge of the Huangmen Propaganda Department.
The so-called Huangmen Propaganda Department specializes in reorganizing and recording poems, songs, ballads, dances, etc. collected by the people into volumes, and provides songs and dances for the emperor's banquets and ministers. It is regarded as a national song and dance troupe.
Zhong Xian's background is not bad. It is said that the Zhong family came after Zhong Ziqi. There are many people in the Zhong family who are proficient in music theory.
Up to his generation, all the heads of the Zhong family had held official positions in the imperial court. They were considered a local scholarly family in Jingzhou, and their poems on drums and harp were passed down to this day. Although they were not as good as those of a wealthy family like the Wei family, they were not bad either.
However, as the saying goes, there are people outside the world, and even though Zhong is not bad, there is still someone stronger than him.
For example, the Wei family in Anyi where Wei Teng was located, or the He family that caused their Zhong family to decline.
Five years ago, because of a poem of Chu collected by the people, Zhong Xian was framed by Queen He, who was still a noble at the time, and accused of unwarranted treason. All Zhong's children had their tongues cut out and were exiled to Youzhou to build the Great Wall. .
Among them, 70% of the Zhong family's children died on the road because of oral ulcers and were unable to eat. The remaining 30% also died of exhaustion from working day after day. Only Zhong Xian survived with a bite of his breath, because he still had something in his heart. There is a tie.
Two years ago, a group of Yellow Turban rebels sneaked into the construction site to launch a workers' rebellion. Zhong Xian took advantage of that time to escape. He first fled to the grasslands in the north and made a living by helping herders herd cattle.
Later, when he heard that the border guards were going south to suppress the rebels, he secretly ran back to Luoyang.
He stayed anonymous in Luoyang for more than a year and finally found the daughter he was longing for...
Speaking of this, a trace of love and reluctance flashed in Zhong Xian's eyes.
Wei Cheng sighed and then asked: "Now that you have found her, why don't you take her away? Living in seclusion outside the Great Wall is also a good choice. It is much better than this troubled world."
Zhong Xian smiled bitterly and wrote: "She is living a good life now. Although she is a singer, my old friend accepted her as her adopted daughter regardless of family differences. This is much better than following my father. "
Wei Teng looked at the words on the ground and could still feel the reluctance in Zhong Xian's heart, watching his daughter recognize someone else as her father, so what if she was really living a good life? You should still be reluctant to let go. After all, you are your own flesh and blood, and you are the only one who misses you and is your closest relative.
After thinking for a while, Wei Cheng reached out and patted Zhong Xian on the shoulder and said: "Brother Zhong, if you are really reluctant to leave and your daughter is willing to go with you, I suggest you go for it. If you have any difficulties, you can Just say, I might be able to help you.”
Zhong Xian was stunned.
Wei Cheng continued: "Let me tell you a secret. In more than ten days, He Jin will die. By then, the He family will not be able to take care of themselves. You don't have to worry about being discovered by them. By that time, Luoyang will already be in chaos."
