Chapter 47: Scheming
The sunset flooded into the shop, but could not reach into the shop, Wu Jin stood at the blurred junction of light and dark, the half-worn shirt on his body also became bright and dark, and the light in his eyes continued to change as the sunset receded, and finally condensed into thin ice.
Wu Yi was not very old and not tall, but at this time, under his gaze, he was even more short, and when he heard him ask where he was going in the afternoon, he was so frightened that he almost knelt down on the spot.
Looking at Wu's father and Wu's mother left and right, they all frowned, and they couldn't save him, shivering in the red glow, and chirping: "In the afternoon, Liu Bowen invited me...... Please let me go to Yuhua Street to see and see——。 ”
After hesitating for a moment, he whispered, "Look at Ma Long." ”
As soon as you hear it, you know he's lying.
Wu Mu glared at him: "Don't tell the truth yet!" ”
Wu Yi immediately shuddered.
He knows little about the world, his temperament is like grass, and he moves with the likes and dislikes of the wind, and when he saw Wu Jin, he was annoyed, and vowed to reform and study hard, but the next day, when he saw Liu Bowen, he immediately reverted to his old ways, and only hated that he was not a descendant of the Liu family.
As time went by, his heart was actually limited in shame, and it was mixed with a lot of resentment.
Wu Jin didn't also go to Yuhua Street to watch the play, he only watched the play for a long time, how could he interrogate him like a prisoner?
Facing the young and old brother, he had the courage to say: "You only allow the state officials to set fires, and you don't allow the people to light lamps!" ”
Without waiting for Wu Jin to speak, he said again: "Didn't you also go to Yuhua Street to see Ma Long?" Why can't I go if you can? ”
He twisted his head to Wu's mother: "Just because my brother has made friends with powerful people, he can do anything, Liu Bowen is a businessman, so you look down on him!" ”
"Eccentric!" He stomped his foot violently, feeling very aggrieved, "Eccentric eyes!" ”
With a bubble of tears in his eyes, he ran away, and Wu's mother calmed her face, went to the corner of the wall and got a burning stick, and chased her out.
Wu Jin added a piece of firewood, did not go out to dissuade Wu's mother, only helped in the shop, and waited until it was dark before carrying Wu's father home.
"Brother......" Wu Yi was beaten fatly, and at this time he was still kneeling under the corridor, and he called weakly.
Wu Jin first sent Wu's father back to the house, fetched water, wiped his father's body and changed his clothes, and sent his father to relieve his hands, and then walked into the yard when the settlement was complete.
He reached out and touched Wu Yi's head: "It's not fine, it's not sincere, it can't be moving." ”
With that, he ignored Wu Yi and went straight back to the house.
Adding oil and lighting the lamp, and propping up the window with a pole, he sat heavily in his chair and watched the night outside the window.
Outside, the shadows of the trees swayed and scattered, the wild cats were clever, taking advantage of the darkness to fly up the walls, the rats made squirming noises in the gutter, and the wild dogs were barking outside, noisy and silent.
Wu Jin sat like this for a quarter of an hour before getting up to polish the ink.
"In the twenty-second year of Yuanzhang, on the first day of the fifth month, running horses outside the city, meeting the brothers and sisters of the Shi family, it should be Cheng Ting's trouble, racing horses with Mo Lingfeng, too far away from the racecourse, encountering Shengqiang, there is no danger,
Shengqiang enters Kuanzhou, there will be trouble, and I just hope that as Mr. Zhao said, this disaster will be eliminated. ”
The pen paused for a moment, then lingered on the paper.
"The remnants are flew, and the golden light is heavy. The black hair is covered and the beads are thick. The wind stops and the grass stands, leaning on the back and making incense. Don't ride horses, don't wade into the water, don't listen to the wind. ”
At the same time, Mo Qianlan walked to Changsuiju, and as soon as he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he was stopped by his grandmother.
Mama Nan performed a blessing ceremony, and after getting up, she immediately stopped Mo Qianlan in front of her increasingly blessed body.
"Uncle, the girl said you weren't allowed to go in."
Mo Qianlan was originally the party that took advantage of reason, but because he was at a disadvantage, he became unreasonable, so he said curtly: "Sleep? ”
"No," he said, not giving him a good look, "in the compartment." ”
"I'll take a look outside."
He walked in like a thief, stepped up the stone steps, and crept to the window, not moving, but sticking his head out, quietly surveying the compartment.
The cubicle was brightly lit, and his bold sister, wearing a snow-white shirt and knee pants, with her trouser legs and sleeves rolled up, knelt on the couch, with a fan thrown at her feet, and a black lacquered table in front of her, on which was placed a light of ice lychee water, a white porcelain plate, and a pile of cut date dumplings.
My sister's look is very unkind.
She held the chopsticks like a knife, forked up a piece of zongzi like a murderer, opened her small mouth and swallowed it, forked up another piece, swallowed it with cold eyes, put the chopsticks "pop", picked up the fan and fanned herself violently.
Seeing this, Mo Qianlan silently retracted his head, walked out of the courtyard gate, and instructed his grandmother: "It's not easy to eat so many zongzi at night." ”
Mama Milk has been in Mo Mansion for decades, first she grew up Mo Qianlan, and then brought Mo Lingfeng up, she is not an ordinary Grandma Milk, and she is very dissatisfied with Mo Qianlan's actions today: "The girl is a blessed person, and everything she eats can be restrained, but you scolded her and made her restrain herself." ”
Mo Qianlan stretched out his hand and touched his nose, and went to the study.
In the study, Zhao Shiheng stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the moonlit flowers in front of the window.
Lingxiao flowers edge the wall up, and a hundred feet down the strip, the whole flower down, a piece of vermilion, lining the study more and more old, the smoker on the case in the aroma is hot, but also the big flowers hit the clothes.
He saw Mo Qianlan coming from the trail, walking all the way, coughing all the way, and then remembered that his viscera was delicate, and he sat next to the iceberg for a while yesterday, and there was cold air in his lungs.
When Mo Qianlan entered the study, Zhao Shiheng was already sitting down, he sat down on his own, and sighed: "There is only one spin on Ah Yan's head, why is he so stubborn?" ”
Zhao Shiheng said: "If it were someone else, she wouldn't be so angry." ”
Mo Qianlan immediately laughed: "I was angry at the time. ”
Zhao Shiheng showed a sneer: "Why are you not only confused, you are simply a big loss of manners, you are jealous of Wu Jin, and you are competing, how is it different from a jealous woman?" ”
Mo Qianlan suddenly remembered what he said, full of embarrassment, coughed again and again, and ordered someone to go to sencha quickly.
Zhao Shiheng refused to let him go, just put away his sneer, and said: "If you want to use him, you have to entrap him, why do you want to make him centrifuge?" ”
Mo Qianlan bowed his head and was taught: "What you said is true. ”
Zhao Shiheng said again: "You can't be separated from him, and Leaf can't be separated from him." ”
"Yes, the four Qiang people have been found?"
"No, I must have known that I had revealed my whereabouts and deliberately hid," Zhao Shiheng shook his head, "Wang Yunsheng sent a letter to the fortress and put it on strict guard, so as not to take advantage of the Qiang people to make trouble, and there should be no side provocation." ”
Mo Qianlan nodded: "Just wait for Qiuyu." ”
He stretched out his hand and swept the exam papers on the table, his fingers were as white as jade, his skin was cold and sticky, like a poisonous snake, and he held down the word "Wu Jin".
Suddenly, a hot wind swept into the house, and the pages of the book "rattled", and the candle flame without a lampshade shook violently, turning into a little blue light, and finally even the faint blue light dissipated, leaving only the pale gray moonlight in the room.
Mo and Zhao didn't move, they glanced at each other, their four eyes flashing with a dark light, like a ghost gathered in hell, sneaky