"Huh?" Yu Moji was a little confused, but he still explained, "No. My father is from Tusu and my mother is from Qi. ”

Ling Ai was probably the first time she had heard this kind of specious self-introduction, and looked at her with interest, "What about you?" ”

"I ......" Yu Moji didn't know how to explain. She has no sense of identity on both sides of the Tusu tribe and the Qi people, even though she was born and grew up in mourning, she has always only felt that she is a withered grass blown by the wind, and she can't dig her roots into that soil.

She thought about it, but still shook her head, "It doesn't count." ”

Although Ling Ai didn't understand why she said this, seeing her lost expression, she hurriedly comforted, "Actually, it's nothing, although this situation is rare in the Cardinal's Chamber, it is not impossible. Did Mr. Lu tell you about Jinniang? ”

"Jin Niang?" Yu Mozhen repeated the name and shook his head in confusion, "I haven't heard of it." ”

"It seems that you are not familiar with your teacher enough, so you usually need to talk more." Ling Ai explained with a smile, "Jin Niang is Mr. Lu's wife, and she is also a member of the Cardinal's Council, but she only works for Mr. Lu," Ling Ai said with a slightly fascinated expression, "That's a very smart and beautiful woman." ”

Yu Moji couldn't help but be a little curious. Isn't Ling Ai smart and beautiful enough?

Ling Ai looked at Yu Moji's expression and said with a smile, "Jin Niang has gone back to Beiliang to visit relatives these days, but you will definitely see you in the future." ”

Yu Mochen had learned some history of the Great Qi Empire in the lecture academy and had heard of the Northern Liang.

That place was originally called the Liang State, a small country in the north of the Great Qi Empire, and the two sides were constantly fighting. After all, the Great Qi Empire was strong, and it constantly encroached on the land of Liang, and even forced Liang to move its capital north; Later, when the Chitose Jin appeared, the army of the Great Qi Empire became even more unstoppable, and the Liang State, which had become the Northern Liang, was completely swallowed into the soil of the Great Qi Empire.

This kind of fate is not without similarities with the Aige cottage.

Ling Ai smiled again, "There is another thing that you may want to know - Jin Niang's mother seems to be from your Xiliang. ”

The term Xiliang is actually the usage of the Qi people. Yu Moji reacted for a moment, and realized that he was talking about the various villages in the west of Chilu Mountain, including Aige.

In that case, the range is huge. Although compared to the cities of the Great Qi Empire, the number of people in these places is pitiful, but the area to the west of Chilu Mountain is actually quite vast, and the villages of various ethnic groups are also scattered, and there are many cottages that may not have any contact with each other at all.

It's just that for the people of Qi State, these people seem to be the same barbarians, which can be simply referred to in one word.

After all, Yu Mojian was in the government at the moment, so he had to hide the little rebellious thoughts in his heart, and only said lightly, "Oh? What tribe is she? ”

"I don't know about this," Ling Ai shook his head, "I only know that it seems that he fled to Beiliang." And Jin Niang doesn't have a father...... Ling Ai said, and couldn't help but sigh a little, "It's really hard to imagine - with Jin Niang's demeanor and bearing, ordinary people must not be able to guess how much she suffered when she was a child." ”

Yu Mochen heard the thought and muttered, "It's kind of like that." ”

Ling Ai asked puzzled, "What is a bit like?" ”

“…… It's nothing, it's just with my mother...... And myself...... Somewhat similar. Yu Moji's face turned red quietly. She was a little embarrassed to compare herself with her wife; What makes her even more entangled is that those old things that have been suppressed in her heart for a long time have actually resurfaced at this moment.

"Oh?" Ling Aiqi said, "What is your story?" ”

"I ......" Yu Moji hesitated. She often thinks that her background is humble and inferior, and she never wants to talk about her family affairs in the past; But in front of a bright and expansive girl like Ling Ai, Yu Mozhen felt that if she deliberately covered it up, she would really have to take care of her in Ling Ai's daily life.

In addition, she has been overwhelmed with all kinds of affairs recently, and she has a rare opportunity to pour out the old things that have accumulated too much in her heart. She suddenly felt that she might as well give it a try, which can be regarded as a more proactive change in the face of her new life.

Yu Mochen didn't realize that she wanted to become Yuan Yizhi and Ling Ai. The habits she has formed for a long time have changed little by little because of this yearning.

"It's not a nice story," Yu Moji looked up and smiled miserably, "but if you're willing to hear it, you can tell it as a joke." After the lecture, please tell me what the teacher did to send me to the battlefield. ”

Aige itself is a very remote place, and the Chitose gold mine is in great need of labor, and the combination of these two conditions has made Aige one of the ends of the Great Qi Empire's exile.

Yu Mojian's mother is the daughter of a Qi Guoliu person.

Yu Mojian's hapless grandfather probably didn't survive the long journey, or he may have died in the mine due to heavy labor, but her mother didn't mention it.

Yu Mojin only knew that the death of her grandfather, whom she had never met, made her mother a helpless foreign woman.

This woman has a lot of temperament common to the ladies of Qi at that time, and it is called gentle if it is good, and cowardly if it is not good. It is said that this temperament will give a woman some of the necessary fame, be free from gossip, and help to get a good marriage.

But this temperament also makes it impossible for Yu Moji's mother to live alone in a foreign land.

In the end, the woman was forced by the situation to choose to marry a local Tusu people. They gave birth to Ink Marks.

Yu Moji's father is a poor and white commoner. For him, the rights and livelihoods inherited from the ancestors of the Tusu people are no longer applicable to the present; Before he found the value of his own possible existence, he first saw the fate that he would be bound by the Qi people for the rest of his life.

He was just as pained and angry as all the Tusu men, and just as confused and overwhelmed. Yu Moji's father finally chose to resign himself to fate, and this kind of inside-out abandonment, manifested in action, is twelve points of laziness and scoundrel.

In Yu Moji's opinion, there are still twelve points of stupidity.

"But he taught me something very important." Yu Moji laughed miserably.

"What is it?"

"When he was about to starve himself to death, he didn't know where he learned a little bit of the craft of repairing civilian machines to make a living," Yu Moji's eyes looked far away, as if he couldn't find a place to land, "Although this kind of craft has something to do with mechas, it is a very lowly job...... However, when I was mourning, I was able to enter the lecture hall and was favored by General Yuan, also because I learned a little bit about mecha from my father in the past. ”

Ling Ai nodded, "Human encounters are sometimes difficult to say. ”

"That's right," Yu Mochen said, "just like my mother, because she can't afford to be self-sufficient, she thinks that being able to marry a craftsman is already good luck from heaven......"

But it did not occur to this woman far from home that, according to the habits of the local men in the long years of laziness and scoundrelry, and a deep reading of ancient traditions, marrying a wife would for them be nothing more than one more slave, a mouthful of livestock, and an old rag to ravage at will.

Yu Moji has been able to remember since she can remember, and what she has seen and heard the most is that her father yelled illogical foul language, first smashing pots and pans, and then smashing her mother. She was bitter and ran twice; But on the one hand, her mother was thinking about Yu Moji, and on the other hand, she couldn't support herself, and in the end she couldn't escape her father's clutches.

Maybe it's because Yu Moji is still young, and her father beats her a little less. Yu Moji is not as submissive as her mother, often waving her immature and fragile arms to resist, trying to counter violence with violence. It didn't work. She's too young to beat a lazy man who stretches her muscles.

Yu Moji gradually grew under this inescapable torture.

She lived tremblingly, and she was still safe.

As the days went by, Yu Moji gradually imagined that he could survive this kind of life, and suddenly one day, her mother died.

Ling Ai didn't speak all the time, and when he heard this, he slowly opened his mouth, "Could it be your father......"

"I don't know," Yu Moji said with a desperate expression.

She always tries to smile when she is embarrassed, embarrassed, sad and disappointed, but in this matter, it is really difficult to laugh.

She had dreamed many times of what her mother would look like after her death, always quietly and quietly, silently tearing a hole in her heart that could not be healed.

But she really didn't know what the truth was.

Because she didn't see it with her own eyes.

"I was still studying at the seminary," Yu Moji's eyes were empty, "my mother was still asleep when she went out in the morning—she had indeed been beaten and injured the night before...... But he was still alive anyway. ”

Yu Mochen did not tell Ling Ai the reason why she got up so early—because she was poor, she was not very well received by her master and classmates, and if she arrived a little later, she would be reprimanded and ridiculed quite harshly. She had received as many white eyes as she had been beaten, but her heart was still so high, and her skin was thinner than the window paper of the school.

She also didn't tell Ling Ai why she left her injured mother.

Little Ink Mark was very worried and called her mother, her mother shuddered, and then moved a little away from Little Ink Mark in an obviously uncomfortable state.

Little Inkmark clearly knew how she dragged down her poor mother, so Little Inkmark had a full and reasonable explanation for her mother's expression of disgust.

So she swallowed the concern that she could not express, mixed with a little embarrassment and sadness.

"When I came back from school, I only saw that someone had carried my mother out with a thin mat...... "Yu Mojin said slowly, "My father had already been kidnapped by the Yamen at that time. The charge may or may not be homicide, and I don't want to know...... And then I just ran away. ”

"So, you weren't there before...... Lamentation? Ling Ai actually remembered where Yu Moji came from.

"Yes," Yu Mozhen smiled faintly, "I was still very young at the time, and I ran for a day and a night, and I only ran to the other side of the stockade...... But at that time, I really didn't know how to face it. I still remember that scene...... It was getting late, and the lights of the thousands of homes behind us were gradually lit, lining the simple door panel of our house like a huge black mouth. As soon as I approached, I was about to break away from the ten zhang red dust under my feet......" Yu Moji's voice lowered, "I was completely sucked into hell." ”