When Wu Jin put down his pen, the sound of Wu Yi's ghost crying wolf sounded outside the door.

After a while, Wu Yi rubbed his red ears and hid back in the house—Wu's mother tugged at his ears and pulled him all the way back from the child who listened to his bragging.

He lost his face, and fell on the bed with a grunt, his hands couldn't stop hammering the bed, and his legs fluttered like fish, making a mess of the quilt he had just cleaned up.

After being angry for less than a quarter of an hour, he straightened up with a carp and went up to Wu Jin: "Brother, gardenias are so fragrant." ”

He tossed with the petals with his fingers, leaned his nose over and sniffed hard, sneezing fragrantly.

"Brother, you bought a new pen! It looks like at least a hundred ...... Brother, Liu Bowen has a pen, which is very expensive, and he said that he wants to be consistent with money! ”

He craned his neck to look at the pen, and then at the diary on the paper, trying to distinguish what was written on the paper, but he did not learn or know only one day.

"Brother, I will also go into business in the future, and when I have money, I will buy you the most expensive pen!" Buy the best sugar in Shu, buy ten, no, buy a hundred. ”

He tossed and turned, returned to the bed, and turned his back to the sky: "Brother, I don't want to study anymore." ”

The elder brother didn't raise his head and cleaned up the table: "No." ”

"But they all laughed at me, and said that my pen was like a broom, and that my handwriting was ugly."

"I'll buy you a good pen tomorrow."

Wu Yi didn't find the slightest loosening from Wu Jin, and complained a few words with a frown - the children in Mengxue only recognize schoolwork, and their schoolwork is not good, and they are always unpleasant.

After muttering a few words, he suddenly remembered a major event: "Brother, just now it was said that Jia County collapsed a cliff and buried a team of merchants. Someone else dug up a shoe. ”

His thumb and forefinger circled in a circle: "The shoes are inlaid with jade!" Brother, do you think they are richer than Liu Bowen's family? ”

"Brother, if only I could dig there too,"

The book in Wu Jin's hand was completely put down, and the unfamiliar face of white and rich crossed his mind.

The strange merchant team buried in Jia County, could it be them?

In this battle, it seems that Mo Qianlan has a slight advantage, and the eternal rivers and mountains have added a touch of blood and a few more corpses.

He thought that the struggle between the Mo family and the Son of Heaven would continue, but once this matter passed, the two sides fell silent, except for the coming and going of the book, there was no other movement for two whole years.

At the beginning of May of the twenty-second year of Yuanzhang, the sun was like fire, but it was still cool in the Jiusixuan of Mofu, and the ancient trees covered the sky and the sun, so that this fasting would never see the light of day.

Archery and other classes were added to the school, and on this day when the umbrella was high, Yin Bei smiled and acted as a teacher and watched the students draw their bows and arrows by the garden lake.

Wu Jin had eaten a full meal in Mofu for two years, and at the age of sixteen, he became taller and taller, with long hands and long feet pulling out the bow, wearing a jade chisel on his thumb, hooking the bowstring without moving, and staring at the target in front of him for a moment.

His outline has been completely clear, his eyebrows are thick and black, his eye sockets are deep, the bridge of his nose is high and straight, and he is hearty and handsome, like a gentle breeze, like a cliff and a lonely pine, like the light of the morning glow, inhabiting the mountains and grasses.

Yin Bei stepped forward and raised his arm up slightly: "Put." ”

Wu Jin let go of the bowstring, and an arrow hit the big grass target placed in the water pavilion a hundred steps away, although the accuracy was insufficient, the strength was enough.

Yin Bei nodded with satisfaction, paced to Cheng Ting's side, and stretched out his hand to pat Cheng Ting's stomach: "Please don't hold your stomach, take a breath, and take it away." ”

Cheng Tinggong croaked like a duck: "I can't put it away, I ate too much at noon!" ”

In the past two years, he has also changed dramatically, the red bumps on his face have not been settled and have risen again and again, and unconsciously, his body has become taller and wider.

He fished for three days and dried nets for two days to study, hanging behind Wu Jin, it was not that he didn't learn and didn't know how to learn, but he was very impatient, and he would rather go out and make fox friends and dog friends.

Yin Bei patted his stomach and almost sighed: "Let it go." ”

Cheng Ting "sighed" and released the arrow, the arrow hung down, and the middle road fell on the surface of the lake, and suddenly there was a large circle of ripples.

Yin Bei sighed again and patted Cheng Ting's stomach again.

Then he looked at Mo Lingfeng and wanted to sigh even more - Mo Lingfeng didn't like archery, so he was sitting aside with a big crispy peach in his hand, and with a "click", he took a big bite.

She ate the peach while she watched, sitting on the stone without moving.

Unlike the drastic changes of the two classmates, she is still thin and immature, with a gold collar that does not leave her body, her eyes are dark, her lips are cherry red, and she laughs revealing a row of pearl-like teeth - but she can't laugh, her teeth have not been replaced, and when she laughs, she will be exposed.

She looked at Shang Yinbei's gaze and said confidently in a crisp little voice: "I'm still young." ”

She didn't want to shoot arrows, and Yin Bei couldn't catch ducks on the shelves, so she could only continue to teach Wu Jin and Cheng Ting.

Half an hour later, Yin Bei faced Cheng Ting's rotten wood, and couldn't smile anymore no matter what.

He got out of class early and hurried out of the garden, thinking about how there was such a thing as Wang Fa in this world.

As soon as he stepped out of the garden, he suppressed his urge to turn around and beat Cheng Ting - he was an extralegal fanatic, and Wang Fa had nothing to fear.

Before the time came, the three of them suddenly got free, Cheng Ting salivated over the big crispy peach, spread his hooves and ran towards Jiu Sixuan.

Mo Lingfeng followed, halfway through the run, suddenly stopped, then tiptoed to the edge of the grass, held a peach in his mouth, spread his hands, and threw himself into the grass.

A large flock of mountain thrushes "fluttered", flapping their wings in panic and making a noisy call, while Mo Lingfeng straightened up with a peach in his mouth, holding a frog in his hand.

She motioned for Wu Jin to come over with her eyes.

Wu Jin strode over and took the peach from her mouth.

Mo Lingfeng pinched the frog eaves and walked against the wall, running towards Jiu Sixuan, and soon Wu Jin heard Cheng Ting's heart-wrenching cry - his voice was already hoarse, and his voice was loud, and it became more and more like a broken gong.

Wu Jin was accustomed to it, pinching the half-eaten peach and walking steadily, and when he returned to Jiusixuan, the two of them had already died down, and Cheng Ting tied the frog to the door and took care of the house instead of the big yellow dog.

With their changes, Jiu Sixuan has also changed, the room has changed to a long table and square chairs, you can sit with your feet down, and it is still placed in the shape of "Pin", with four things on it: pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

In addition, there is also a pot of peaches and a plate of sugar walnuts on Mo Lingfeng's table, scattered with three or four candies, Cheng Ting has a chess stick on the table, the chess pieces are scattered around, a jade pot spring bottle, and a cluster of blooming crimson begonias are inserted in the face, the flowering period has passed, this is the last begonia tree he found in the shade of Mofu Garden.

Xu Huiran loves begonia flowers, so he inserted them in a spring bottle and prepared to send them to Xu's house.

The two of them were chaotic on the table, but Wu Jin's table was neatly stacked with books, newspapers, and tabloids, as if they were soldiers waiting to be read.