At the sound of the order, the other three young officials in green jackets pulled out their sabers at their waists and walked towards the young man, with a chill in their eyes, looking at the young man as if a beast had been hungry for a long time and saw food.

After one of the young officials in the green jacket took a few steps, he deliberately stepped on the book that had fallen on the snow, and the young man immediately got up and threw himself at the young official: "Don't step on my book, you servant." ”

"Ahh

The little officer in the green jacket who stepped on the book immediately let out a loud scream, looked down, and saw that the young man hugged his left leg and bit it hard.

"You son of a son of a son dares to bite your master. ”

The young man in the green jacket was suddenly angry, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, the knife in his hand stabbed the young man in the back, and Yang Laoshi saw that his grandson was about to be killed by the fall, and immediately let out a desperate cry.

"Don't want it, official!"

As soon as this sound of despair came out, Yang Laoshi saw that the young man in the green jacket had stopped, and the knife in his hand had stopped less than an inch away from the young man's back.

Looking up, Yang Laoshi saw an extremely slight blood mark on the neck of the young man in the green jacket, and suddenly the blood mark expanded, and blood seeped out.

This little man in a green jacket is dead!

When the little officer in the green jacket died, the knife in his hand was about to be taken off, and the tip of the knife was aimed at the young man's back, and once he got rid of it, the knife would definitely hurt the young man.

When the other two young officials in green jackets saw that their companions were dead, they immediately panicked and hurriedly looked for the person who made the move: "Who is it, who actually killed the court officials, is it to rebel?"

No one responded to the menacing barks of the two young men.

The knife took off his hand, and suddenly, a figure flashed into contact with the knife, and the figure was moving, and the two young officials in green jackets had already been wiped by the knife and fell to the snow, and the blood stained the white snow.

Seeing that the big thing was not good, the leading little officer in the green jacket turned around and was about to flee, but just as he was about to make a move, the knife was already on his neck, so that he did not dare to move a bit, and his heart was full of endless fear.

Fear surged from the bottom of his heart, his legs weakened, and the arrogance of Fang Cai was also withdrawn from his bones, and with a plop, he knelt directly on the snow, begging for mercy vigorously.

"Uncle, spare your life!"

However, no one heeded his pleas for mercy, including the breath that put a knife on his neck.

When the young man died, the young man hurriedly loosened his mouth, picked up the book from the snow, patted off the snow and stains on it, and held it tightly in his arms, as if he were protecting some treasure.

Under Qiu Yun's escort, Lin Mo walked over slowly, first came to the steamed bun stall that was kicked over, and in front of Yang Laoshi, he put the only two remaining baskets of steamed buns that had not been scattered into the bag of buns one by one.

There were sixteen large hot meat buns, and two bags were filled.

Holding the two bags of buns in his arms, he took out one and handed it to Qiu Yun, took out another one, walked to the young man while eating, and looked at the young man's appearance of a hen guarding her cubs: "You like books very much?"

The young man got up, raised his head and looked at Lin Mo, especially Lin Mo's starry eyes, and was stunned for a long time before he nodded slowly.

"Yes, I love reading, books are too expensive, this is the only book in the house!"

Looking at Lin Mo, who was gorgeously dressed and eating steamed buns, the young man did not have a trace of inferiority, on the contrary, there was neither humility nor arrogance in his eyes, and he did not dodge staring at Lin Mo's gaze, a pair of eyes were extremely good.

Books in Qiantian City are very expensive, it's true, a book has to sell at least one silver leaf, and one silver leaf is enough for a family like Yang Laoshi who can't even afford to wear winter clothes, and three months' income.

Of course, if Yang Laoshi made the buns into "steamed buns" and raised the price, their lives would be much better, at least they could wear a decent winter coat, not a summer single clothes.

Looking at the young man who was trembling due to the cold, Lin Mo first handed the bun bag to Qiu Yun, and then draped the snow cloak that he had untied himself on the young man, and the young man subconsciously dodged and looked at Lin Mo in horror.

Lin Mo took a look at his snow cloak, the embroidery on it was extremely exquisite, and even the fur was of the highest quality, it was produced by the Yan royal family's workshop, and it was of extraordinary value.

Lin Mo smiled helplessly: It turned out that this child was afraid that he would stain the snow cloak, and he couldn't compensate.

"It's okay, I don't want you to pay for it, don't worry. Lin Mo stepped forward and draped the snow cloak over the young man who was so red from the cold that his face was red.

This time, the boy didn't dodge again.

As soon as he put on the snow cloak for the young man, Lin Mo turned around and saw that Qiu Yun had taken out another bun, and after glancing at Qiu Yun, he hurriedly took back two bags of buns, and took out another bun to eat.

Putting on the snow cloak, the young man's body immediately stopped trembling, and the young man only felt a warm current that had never been felt before surging from the bottom of his heart, surrounding his whole body, and the whole person was warm.

Walking back to the young man eating hot meat buns, Lin Mo looked at him with a smile on his face, and said in a deliberative tone, "Can you lend me your book to read?"

The young man glanced at his book with great pity and handed it to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo took a look, it was called "Poetry Collection", and saw that the book had turned yellow, and a few more pages had been turned, and the pages inside had been damaged, it seemed that this book had been read by the teenager many times.

"You didn't have a gentleman who taught you to read, did you?"

"Hmm. The young man nodded: "My family is poor, and I don't have money to go to a private school, so I study with my husband." ”

"Who taught you how to read?"

"My father, but my father died four years ago. ”

Returning the book to the young man, Lin Mo groaned slightly.

This is not surprising, although this young man has the desire to learn, but it is obvious that the book he bought is very inappropriate, and the "Poetry Collection" is a bit like a book from heaven for a child who may not even be able to recognize all the words.

If a learned gentleman taught him, the book in the boy's hand should definitely not be "Poetry Collection", but should be some entry-level books, some basic concise books.

After groaning, Lin Mo looked at the young man who was also looking at him, and said with a smile: "You didn't read like this, your way of reading is wrong, you should read some basic books first, and the style of reading sentences is concise and clear." ”

As he spoke, Lin Mo handed the young man a hot big meat bun: "Reading is the same as the principle of being a human being, these two things are like building a house, the foundation must be positive, the top will not be crooked, the foundation is good, we can read well, and we can be a real person and have a real temperament." ”

As he spoke, Lin Moyou pointed to the book in the boy's arms: "It's like your "Poetry Collection", which is a good book, but you may not be able to recognize all the words in it, right? ”

The young man's eyes lit up immediately, and then he was gloomy.

This thick book was bought by my grandfather with nearly a year's savings, how can I have the money to buy other books, and listening to the words of the big brother in front of me, it seems that only I still need to read a lot of books.

Lin Mo naturally saw why the young man's expression had changed like this, and when the young man drooped his head, some of his body was, Lin Mo said lightly: "I heard your grandfather call you a stone, your name is Yang Shishi, right, I have three thousand books in my house, I can borrow you." ”

Yang Shideng's eyes lit up, but then they dimmed again, and he quickly shook his head and said: "I can't ask for your book, my father said it when he was still alive, and it was a villain who was favored by others, not a gentleman." ”

Eating the bun in one bite, Lin Mo said with a smile: "Therefore, I have one condition! Because I also love books, books can be lent to you directly, but you can borrow them and copy them." ”

As he spoke, Lin Mo took out a flying coin with a denomination of ten gold leaves from his arms: "You take this money, you go buy some blank books and pen and ink, and then congratulate your grandfather on buying a few winter clothes." ”

Yang Shishi glanced at the amount on it, was startled, didn't dare to reach out to take it, shook his head again and again, and said, "I can't ask for it!"

Seeing this, Lin Mo smiled again: "Of course, I didn't give it to you, but lent it to you, when you grow up, you have to pay it back twice, and you have to pay me back ten times, what do you think?"

After hesitating again, Yang Shishi put away the flying money, untied the snow cloak on his body, held it with both hands, and knelt in front of Lin Mo: "Shishi will always remember Mr. Daxi's great kindness." ”

At this time, Yang Laoshi also ran over and knelt in front of Lin Mo, although he didn't know what Lin Mo gave his grandson, but he knew that it must be something to help his grandson study with peace of mind.

Lin Mo took the snow cloak and draped it on his body, and stretched out his hand to help his grandson up: "Old man, stone, get up quickly, it's cold weather, hurry up and get two winter clothes." ”

The grandfather and grandson stood up, Lin Mo turned around and was about to leave, when Yang Shishi, who trembled up again, stopped him: "Sir, can you tell Shishi, your name?"

"You'll find out soon. Lin Mo pretended to answer mysteriously, and walked to Xiang Xifeng, at this time, Qiu Yun walked in front of Yang Laoshi: "Uncle Yang, please send two hundred buns to the Lin Mansion on Qiandong Street from tomorrow, every two days, at the beginning of the hour (05:00), and someone will pay you there." “

Hearing Qiu Yun's words, the onlookers were immediately startled, and they finally knew who the richly dressed young man in front of them was?

Hearing the discussions of the people around him, Yang Shishi was immediately full of admiration and respect for Lin Mo, now he knew that he should work harder, and he must not live up to Lord Shangqing's expectations of himself.

Seeing that the young man who was walking towards him turned out to be the rumored youngest Shangqing in the history of the empire, the leading young man in the green jacket was even more panicked, and his head was knocked one after another, just begging for mercy.

After a period of kowtowing, a team of security battalion soldiers heard the "murder" and came, and the leading team leader had seen Lin Mo when he inspected the Guixiang Tower that day, so he hurriedly led his hands to salute.

Lin Mo didn't want to pay attention to the leading young man in the green jacket, so he handed him over to the team leader, and turned to look at Yang Shishi again: "By the way, Shishi, as a man, you must not only be able to write, but also be able to carry a gun and leap on a horse." ”

After speaking, Lin Mo led Xifeng and Qiu Yun to leave here.