The porcelain man and porcelain horse are delicate and cute, and if you are not careful, you will be crushed.

Mo Lingfeng and Cheng Ting lay on the table, fiddling with these delicate gadgets, and Wu Jin sat aside, watching them charge into battle with these few small things and arrange their troops.

At the same time, the hearty voice of the eldest sister of the Cheng family sounded outside the courtyard gate: "San'er, what are you doing in your own room with Leaf Wind?" ”

"Big sister!" Cheng Ting stood up, quickly opened the drawer, and swept the porcelain man and porcelain horse on the bookcase in, "Sister, you're back!" ”

The eldest sister of the Cheng family didn't come in, but stood outside the courtyard gate with her hands in her hands, looking up at the two mud babies that Cheng Ting had inserted on the door, and sighed in her heart that San'er might not grow up in this life.

She lowered her head and shouted inside: "Hand over the leaf, you and Wu Jin go to the garden, your brother-in-law waits." ”

The parrot under the corridor flapped his wings and shouted: "The master is not afraid of you!" Master is not afraid of you! ”

Cheng Ting was so scared that he dragged Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin, and the three of them went out together, and as soon as they arrived in the courtyard, Cheng Ting patted his head: "My jade grasshopper." ”

He turned his head and ran back, to hide the jade grasshopper, leaving Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin standing together.

The snow stopped.

Wu Jin turned his head to look at Mo Lingfeng, and saw Mo Lingfeng digging snow pits on the ground with his toes, and his heart was "suddenly" beating in the cavity, and he really wanted to reach out, grab this little hand and walk out, out of this happy Cheng Mansion, out of the gloomy Mo Mansion, and out of the calculated Kuanzhou.

But he did not allow himself to be soft-hearted.

Mo Mansion is a cage, shackles everywhere, if he gets too close, he will be completely reduced to a pawn, he will no longer be Wu Jin, he will bury his life, and wither in intrigue and trickery.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the time when he went to Xiongshan Temple to ask for a spiritual sign, and he asked the Bodhisattva for guidance to get his father through the difficulties, but he came out to sign it.

"Playing but in the blue wave pool, secretly surrounded by nets on all sides, thinking about it without a plan to turn over, and fate to Huangquan bitter and sad."

Now that I think about it, my father survived the difficult time, and this spiritual stick must be a warning to him from the Bodhisattva, but at that time, Mo Lingfeng had already opened the net.

Thinking of this, the surging feelings in his heart were suppressed, as if the fateful paths of the two people were unrelated to each other, and there was no fork in the road.

Mo Lingfeng ate so many things, her stomach was heavy, and she said so many words, in fact, it was nothing more than to say it to Wu Jin, but she waited and waited, but she didn't wait for Wu Jin to talk to her.

So she hung her head in disappointment and walked out to meet the eldest sister of the Cheng family.

The eldest sister of the Cheng family led her to the place of her daughter, and diligently taught her the difference between men and women as she walked - Mo Lingfeng did not have a sister-in-law and mother, and she was getting bigger and bigger, so she could not be raised by Mo Qianlan.

As soon as Mo Lingfeng left, Cheng Ting ran out, and when he saw that Wu Jin was the only one left, he stepped forward and said, "Ye Feng and my eldest sister are gone?" ”

Wu Jin nodded.

Cheng Ting said as he walked out, "You didn't talk to her?" ”

"Nope."

Cheng Ting immediately punched him angrily and said angrily: "I'm going to make you angry." ”

He deliberately saved this game, just to make the two reconcile as before, who knew that Mo Lingfeng could still tweet a few words, but Wu Jin was dumb.

He scolded as he walked: "You are stupid in reading, you have become a tendon in reading, you don't know how to change a thing or two, uncle they have done bad things, no matter how angry you are, you shouldn't be angry with the limelight, how old is she!" ”

Then he was still angry, and squeezed Wu Jin's arm fiercely: "She's only ten years old!" It's our little sister, she did something wrong, you didn't teach her, and you still gambled with her, you are simply."

Speaking of this, he lowered his head and thought about what kind of words he could use to scold his anger, and after a moment he said, "Stubborn donkey! ”

Wu Jin turned his head to look in the direction of Mo Lingfeng's departure, but he didn't even see a shadow, the snow was falling on the branches, and a maid walked over with an ice jian, which seemed to be filled with ice cheese.

He turned around and continued to listen to Cheng Ting scolding him.

Cheng Ting scolded Wu Jin repeatedly, went to the back garden of the inner house, and as soon as he entered the garden, he immediately withdrew his hand, so as not to let others look down on Wu Jin.

There is a canopy in the garden, the bluestone path is swept out, the flowers and plants are still lying in the snowdrifts, there are four sets of tables and chairs in the open space, there are screens around it, and the silver charcoal in the copper furnace is red, and the ice and snow are burned out of a piece of warmth.

You can enjoy the snow without being cold.

Some people come and go, all in brocade clothes, and many faces Wu Jin is also very familiar, either when they are rushing to take the exam, or they have been classmates in the state school.

When these people saw Wu and Cheng, they also stepped forward to greet and laugh, Wang Jinghua was enthusiastic about Wu Jin, in order to show that he kept the saving grace in mind, but Cheng Ting barked on the side, very annoying, and even Wu Jin, who was standing next to Cheng Ting, looked unpleasant.

Cheng Ting saw that he was lukewarm to Wu Jin, and he was also very disgusted, so he immediately ridiculed him as a toad.

Wang Jinghua let the fire burn in the pavilion, and there was a fire scar on his face and neck, which made his ugliness grow from ten to twelve, and no one mentioned it, lest he be unhappy, but Cheng Ting didn't open any pot and mentioned which pot, so he had to stab him.

He was anxious to blush, and immediately ridiculed each other, but his mouth was not good, but he fell behind in three sentences.

Shi Yuan and others hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, and Cheng's eldest brother-in-law took the opportunity to pull Cheng Ting aside, and he also had something to tell Mrs. Cheng's beloved son - he and the eldest sister of the Cheng family were newly married for less than a month, and the eldest sister of the Cheng family came to her husband's house from her mother's majesty, subdued her husband's family, and also made the eldest brother-in-law full of sad tears.

However, Cheng Ting had no time to listen to his thoughts, because in the surging heads, he saw the "surnamed Ding" again.

Ding Jialangjun and the eldest brother of the Cheng family stood together, looking more and more birdish, their heads were oily and slippery, they were very elegant from head to toe, and they were full of a delicacy that was completely different from Cheng Ting.

Cheng Ting only glanced at it, and his heart immediately shrank into the eye of a needle, and he couldn't see the red face of Cheng's eldest brother-in-law, so he said sourly: "The eldest brother-in-law is proud of his love, and everyone is fat." ”

The eldest brother-in-law's bitterness made this sentence suffocate back in his stomach.

Cheng Ting grabbed Wu Jin and snorted without crying: "Let's go." ”

It was the time of chaos, and the officials, prison officials, magistrates, and judges talked and laughed.

The weather was cold, it was a family banquet, the officials were wearing regular clothes, and because of the sudden change in the situation, they all showed the happiness of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe - fortunately, Wang Zhizhou wrote many times, and from Kyoto to prepare for the siege of the city, there was a thunderstorm, otherwise how could he have repelled the Jin Yu so easily.

After the retreat, they were able to calmly prepare for next year's war.

As soon as the officials came, the youth, youth, and prime of life in the field all stopped pecking, bragging, and pretentious at each other, and those who sat stood up, those who stood arched their hands, and the voices of greeting came and went.

"Daddy."

"Uncle."

"Uncle Shi."

"Weng Weng."

In a kind shout, only Wu Jin couldn't recognize all these faces, so he simply bent down deeply, and waited for all the officials to walk over before getting up.

Before everyone was seated, the cold wind swept in a group of people, who were the prefects, prefects, Cao Divisions, and criminal divisions headed by Mo Qianlan.