Wu Jieqi said: "Why is it your fault?" ”

The moth didn't speak, but only held Wu Jie's feet with his hands and slowly rubbed them in hot water.

The movements are gentle and very comfortable.

"What's wrong?" Wu Jie was a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "I have been attending literary meetings with fellow scholars outside every day these days, but you also know that it is inevitable for scholars to socialize with each other. It's not easy to shirk when others come to invite. ”

"yes, it's hard to shirk. But everyone is famous, just you are a child, if you can't pass this exam, you won't be able to get fame in the future, who will invite you? Mozi suddenly sighed: "Childe, these few days seem to be very beautiful, even Mr. Yang Zongzhi and the prefect are also blue-eyed to you, but there is no basis for fame, everything is just vain, and you can't see it in an instant." ”

Wu nodded his head: "Moth, you said this truth, but I haven't put Wu Jie in my eyes yet, so you're too worried." He straightened up, and his whole person exuded a strong self-confidence.

Indeed, if you know the exam questions in advance and memorize the answers well, if you still fail the test, it is better to die on the tofu.

Wu Jie took the towel in Mozi's hand and lifted his feet from the hot water again: "Don't wash it, I'm so tired, I'd better go to bed early, I have an exam tomorrow, I forgot." ”

"I'll come, I'll come." Mozi snatched the towel from his hand, and for some reason, seeing the confidence in Wu Jie's eyes, she suddenly felt a little relieved.

Wu Jie: "Moth, I haven't read a day before the county exam, so I didn't pass the test smoothly." We are born with wisdom, and this time is no exception. ”

When Moth thought of this, he was stunned. Yes, Childe hadn't read a book for a day before, but when he returned to Sichuan, he suddenly recognized any word and could write any article. I don't understand what the poems and songs I wrote, but other famous talents and even masters say that it is very amazing.

Is there really one person in the world who is born to know, and that is not genius?

My son-in-law is also a genius?

After hesitating for a moment, after drying Wu Jie's feet, Mozi was still not at ease, and said, "Childe, why don't you read two more pages of the book and review it?" ”

"No, I'm very drunk." Wu Jie yawned, feeling that his eyes were dry and astringent: "Kung Fu is in peace, what use can the grinding gun be used for." ”

Just homeopathic to the bed.

"Don't sleep, Childe, Moth will help you make a bowl of sobering soup, and read a few more pages." There was a hint of pleading in his tone: "Think about the deceased old man, son, the future is important." ”

Moth hurriedly turned on the oil lamp again, and ran out in a hurry to wake up the innkeeper boy and ask him for help.

Originally, he was woken up from the hot quilt in the middle of the night, and Xiao Er was very unhappy. But as soon as he heard that it was Wu Jie, he immediately woke up. I heard that Wu Jie is now a famous talent in Sichuan, and even the prefect has come to visit in person, and this person will be very good in the future.

So, he hurriedly made a fire, poured an old duck with the moth, added sauerkraut and broth, and boiled a pot of sour soup duck.

This soup is best for decanting.

After Mozi brought the soup back to the room, he saw that Wu Jie was already lying on the bed and snoring.

There was a heavy smell of alcohol from between the mouth and nose, and fine beads of sweat were all on the forehead and neck.

"This one is not angry." Mozi was angry in his heart, and sat next to him for a while, so he had to get hot water again, untie Wu Jie's clothes, and carefully wipe his young master's body.

After just a few moments, the moth noticed something unusual.

She is very familiar with the young master's body, and she has seen it when she had a round room with him in Nanjing.

Later, I returned to Sichuan from Nanjing, and I had a long journey. Wu Jie is a fool again, no matter bathing, eating, or dressing, he has to serve as a moth.

To be honest, Wu Jie's figure is ugly, thin and small, and the ribs on his chest are numberable, like a skeleton.

But now Wu Jie seems to have become a different person, and his pale and dry skin has become ruddy and elastic, and his chest muscles have begun to plump, showing a trace of masculinity unique to manhood.

Look at his face again, the cheeks that used to sink deep in the past have also been replaced by a Chinese face, black eyebrows, when he smiles, his eyes are bent like the moon, coupled with snow-white teeth, there is a trend of a beautiful boy.

"Is this still a young master?" Moth took a breath of cold air: "What's changed, why haven't I noticed it these days?" ”

Moth didn't actually know that the changes in Wu Jie's body began as early as when he first recovered from a serious illness.

As soon as he crossed over to the Ming Dynasty, Wu Jie found that his body was like porcelain, which could be said to be broken at the touch of a touch, and he took one step and gasped three times. At that time, he didn't take it to heart, and his body was so bad that he had no choice but to raise it slowly.

But some time ago, after discovering that I had lost time in the real world, a strong crisis struck.

In the past, dreams and reality could affect each other, even if you got a serious illness in the Ming Dynasty, you would be cured immediately after a few injections of antibiotics in the real society.

But if one day you completely travel to the Ming Dynasty and never go back, and your body is like that, once you get sick, it will be a test of life and death.

The health and medical level of the Ming Dynasty is not even comparable to a village clinic in modern society, and a cold and flu may kill people, which is also the reason why the average life expectancy of people in the Ming Dynasty is only 40 years old. As soon as a person is over forty, he can call himself an old man.

Wu Jie is only seventeen years old this year, and if the average life expectancy is forty, there are still twenty years to live. But in modern society, forty years old is just the prime of life, and he doesn't want to die young.

For this reason, in addition to participating in those messy study classes in modern society, he has also quit some bad habits, and he still soaks in the gym all day long, sweating all over his body.

It is also a big fish and a big meat, but it can be made vigorously. a glass of milk in the morning, ten slices of toast, two oranges; At noon, half a catty of rice, a portion of beef roasted vegetables, a portion of back to the pot meat, and a plate of dry fried beef river; In the evening, because you need to cook by yourself, it is simpler, a bowl of boiled vegetarian vegetables, a roast chicken or a white cut chicken, or 20 kfc fried chicken thighs.

When you go to bed, you will have a glass of milk.

High calorie and high protein, it is difficult to keep it strong.

His appetite was soon known by his colleagues in the unit, and everyone exclaimed: Another foodie is rising, like a rising sun, invincible.

After more than a month, in the real world, Wu Jie has grown strong and has endless energy.

The real world affected the dream, and in the Ming Dynasty, Wu Jie's body also began to become healthy, especially in the past few days, he felt deaf and bright, and he was full of energy.

Finding this unusual point, Mozi was a little surprised, and calmed down, so he carefully put his hands on Wu Jie's thighs.

Wu Jie used to be very thin, especially a pair of thighs, which were even more slender, and he could circle them with two hands.

But now with a hoop, I found that his thighs were thicker, and there were three heads in diameter.

This completely frightened the moth, and his heart was unkempt.

Looking at Wu Jie again, that thin face has become so strange since it was full.

"Is this still my young master? However, it seems to have become much prettier. I don't know if it's good or bad? ”

If Wu Jie knew this, he would definitely wake up with laughter: he has finally become handsome, at least there are signs of developing towards becoming handsome.

In the Ming Dynasty, if you want to be an official and a big official, in addition to gaining fame in the examination room, you also have to be chic and handsome, which involves an unspoken rule in the Ming Dynasty's employment system.

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