Above the Shuo River, a huge suspension bridge slowly rose after the soldiers entered, and closed heavily, and the fortress was bounded by the Shuo River, becoming a lonely fort.

The fortress was cut off from the flames and smoke of war, and only the river flowed, and the traces of the war could be glimpsed by the heavily guarded soldiers on the horse farm and the cold streets of Kuanju Castle.

There are also grain, grass, cloth, and military salaries that are constantly transported to Kuanzhou, and the swords, guns, bows, crossbows, and armor and leather jackets transported by the north and south workshops have passed through the hands of the big men, passed through Kuanzhou, and then some of them were sent to the fortress, and some of them did not know where to go.

As for the people of the city, they were tired of running for their lives as usual.

Cheng Ting is often on the dock, his face is a lot darker, and Wu Jin is still going back and forth between home, Mofu, and Zhouxue.

On April 20, Wu Jin and Cheng Ting met at the state school.

In early summer, the sky is like green clouds out of the glaze, light and thin, as if there are nine heavens on it, the warm wind melts, blows into a string of elm money leaves, fat and tender oil green, rattling, birds in the branches, sometimes there is a good sound.

In the state school, is preparing for tomorrow's literary examination, starting from Wang Zhizhou, the city middle school students gathered here to compete, the winner can get a Huangshan Zhangjiamo, a purple Xuancheng Zhuge pen.

The students of the state school are preparing for this today, and Cheng Ting can't skip school, so he can only come and work hard.

Zhaixue two into the courtyard is wide, on both sides of the powder wall, often posted with the ten examination rankings, one side of the wall has been pasted a top of the top, down the ground of the big paper, the top of the middle of the book "Tu Nan Academy" four big characters.

This big hand is written by the students of Tunan Academy, with the pen flowing water, smooth and smooth, pasted on the wall, full of vigor.

If Zhang Zhibang of the State School is inferior to Tunan Academy, tomorrow's calligraphy will lose.

Half of the bamboo paper is spread on the table, and the side is pressed with a long strip of wooden paperweight, and the pen and ink have been prepared.

Cheng Ting stood on one side with an inkstone, Wu Jin held a large pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote down the word "Fei".

As soon as the pen was put away, the calligraphy teacher standing aside immediately shouted.

Wu Jin has a large hand, big opening and closing, thick and simple, showing the momentum of spears and halberds, just one word, it has already surpassed Tu Nan Academy a lot.

The students on the side were all delighted, one person stepped forward to take away the wooden paperweight, moved the bamboo paper, pressed it again, Wu Jin dipped it in ink, wrote the four words "Feiran Academy", and when the students were carefully posted, he and Cheng Ting went to wash the pen.

Handing the pen back to the teaching, the two of them were free for the time being, Cheng Ting wiped the sweat on his face, smiled at Wu Jin, and smiled mysteriously: "I grabbed the handle." ”

Wu Jin scooped water from the water tank and washed his hands: "Congratulations." ”

Cheng Ting was indeed jubilant, his classmates asked him to move the screen, and he also went happily, and Wu Jin worked together to carry a screen and place it in front of Zhaixue.

In front of the seat screen, there is an incense table, and two Taishi chairs are placed on the left and right.

Cheng Ting was tired and sweaty, sat in the Taishi chair, took a breath, leaned over and said to Wu Jin, who was sitting on the other side: "It's a pity that there is only one seat screen left for the four seasons, otherwise there will be more summer lotus flowers at this time." ”

Wu Jin turned around to look at the picture of the immortal enjoying the red plum and winter snow on the screen, and asked, "Three more are missing?" ”

"It's not lost, this was originally my uncle's thing," Cheng Ting leaned in the chair, "It's the Leaf that broke it, I was in my teens at the time, I don't remember if I went to Mofu for a hundred years or what I did, anyway, the Leaf was very young at that time, I wanted to play with her, I saw her setting up a stool, standing on the stool, holding a pen to add a beard to each immortal, and when the painting reached the third, my uncle came." ”

Wu Jin couldn't help but ask, "What happened later?" ”

"Later, my uncle asked her to paint another one, saying that it was just one set, so my father stopped it, and my father said that the paintings on this screen are rare, and they can be used in school, so don't waste it, so I sent it to the state to learn."

He said very seriously: "At that time, I envied Leaf the most, my uncle never scolded her, and carried her on his shoulders wherever he went, I thought in my heart, why is my father Cheng Taishan, not Mo Qianlan?" ”

Wu Jin smiled: "Mo Jiedu is not used to you. ”

Cheng Ting sighed: "No, I want to have a child in the future, and I will be a father like my uncle and carry him around." ”

"Third brother, are you dreaming here?" Two classmates came to the incense burner, "You don't get married, where did you come from." ”

"Third brother, you can live with the dog."

The big yellow dog passed by, and when he heard this, he ran away, so as not to let Cheng Ting catch him.

The group laughed, with a kind of carefree happiness.

When he was having fun, Cheng Ting suddenly heard Wang Jinghua's voice, got up and looked, and sure enough, it was Wang Jinghua, with a few classmates, swaggering into the state school, pointing at the students who set up the ceiling.

"This yarn is too sparse, don't you have a thicker yarn? If the sun is too big tomorrow, how can this veil cover it? ”

After finishing the yarn, he said that the tables and chairs were not well placed, only moving his mouth, not his hands, the students were already tired and steaming, and then he was noisy on the side, all of them were full of resentment, and they couldn't wait to pull him out with a stick.

As soon as Cheng Ting saw him, he was full of energy, stood up and walked towards him, and said as he walked: "Jing Clam is back, why did you get sick during the spring, if you are not sick."

He sighed unsatisfactorily.

Wang Jinghua immediately smiled: "If I go to the exam"

Cheng Ting answered his words loudly: "Fortunately, I didn't take the test when I was sick, otherwise everyone would know that you are a straw bag!" ”

Wang Jinghua learned some yin and yang weirdness in Kyoto: "I don't have the same knowledge as you black and strong butcher, I'm here to see how you are doing." ”

He casually swept the big letters on the wall: "Good writing." ”

Cheng Ting patted Wu Jin on the shoulder: "Don't look at who wrote it." ”

Wang Jinghua glanced back at Wu Jin, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Wu Jieyuan, no wonder the writing is good, it can be seen that writing big characters does require pen power, Wu Jieyuan was born in selling cakes, has great strength, and writes well." ”

Cheng Ting immediately said: "It can be seen that gossip does have a long tongue, Jing Clam has a long tongue, and gossip is very good. ”

The students of the state school laughed, Wang Jinghua was angry, his face turned blue, and he unexpectedly did not return the mouth, but forcibly swallowed this breath, turned his head and left.

The three attendants hurriedly followed, and when they left the state school, Sun Jing frowned and said, "Didn't we come to see the layout, what are you afraid of him doing?" ”

Wang Jinghua walked forward: "I'm afraid that I will be excited for a while, and I will fight with him, which will affect tomorrow's plan." ”

"Planning?"

Wang Jinghua said in a low voice: "You will know tomorrow, and once tomorrow passes, I guarantee that Cheng Ting and Wu Jin will not be able to raise their heads in this life." ”

"Really?" Sun Jing's eyes lit up, "Did the two of them do something unsightly?" ”

"It's not just that it's unsightly," Wang Jinghua said with a smile, "It's enough to make him ruined, tomorrow I will invite more people to come to see Wendou, and we can't just watch the show." ”

Sun Jing still wanted to find out what was going on, but Wang Jinghua closed his mouth tightly and stopped talking, so he didn't ask, but was excited to invite someone.