In the past in Kuanzhou City, all kinds of rumors about Wu Jin disappeared.

Since Wu Jin has the talent of the champion, how can he calculate the Mo family and go to the Mo family to join the family, it is completely nonsense of the jealous.

The givers flocked to it, and Wu's father and mother were overjoyed, closing the door, not collecting a penny, and not leaving a stain on their son.

Mo Lingfeng listened to all the excitement outside, and he was secretly happy to sit at home, and went to the second hall early the next morning to accompany Mo Qianlan and read the newspaper to Mo Qianlan.

In the newspaper, there is the news that Wu Jin and the Liupin Hanlin Academy have been revised and appointed as the general judgment of Ningzhou, and the emperor has allowed him to use the urgent delivery, and if there is any inconvenience in political affairs, he can report it by post.

She put down the newspaper, looked at Mo Qianlan, and said in a low voice: "Brother, I think the emperor named Wu Jin as the champion, and he should have seen the meaning of 'clarifying Yuyu and cleansing the world' from his article, he wants to turn Wu Jin into a sharp weapon and clean up the image of corruption in the country, otherwise he will not be allowed to use the express post horse." ”

She ate a cherry, spit the kernel into the slag hopper, and said to herself: "Qi Chang stayed in the Hanlin Academy to be a Jishi, I thought that he would be able to run out of a county official at most." ”

She ate another pill: "Wang Jingclam is running fast, hmph, he thinks I can forget it after three more years?" Can't spare him. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered his aunt's knock on the door: "Girl, it's time for the uncle to take medicine." ”

Mo Lingfeng hurriedly got up to open the door, stood sideways behind the door again, and let the two fat aunts in.

An aunt holding medicine, an aunt holding agarwood, crowded the door, after coming in, immediately turned around, saluted Mo Lingfeng, Mo Lingfeng waved his hand, and the two rolled to Mo Qianlan's bed and began to feed the medicine.

Mo Lingfeng stood at the door and glanced out, and saw that there were red and purple outside, green mountains leaning against each other, light wind, warm clouds, blue sky, and slight sunshine, so he opened the door and invited the wind to come in and blow away the gloomy atmosphere in the house.

She went to the compartment again, stood by the window, pushed it open, and looked at the flowers and waves by the window.

The yellow dog was lying in the shade of the flowers, with a round belly, lying lazily still, and when he heard the movement of the window, he only swept his tail back and forth twice.

Mo Lingfeng looked at the scene of early summer, listened to the sound of aunts squirming in her ears, feeding medicine, changing clothes, changing bedding, she waited quietly, although it was very hard, and the future was still uncertain, but she felt happy and peaceful.

She didn't work in vain, everything will be fine.

At the same time, the grandmother also came.

Grandma is old and strong, more energetic than Chongjiaqing, she was burned beyond recognition, but her loyalty was burned more and more vigorous, seeing Mo Lingfeng get up from the bed, pull on his shoes and run to the second hall, without combing his hair or washing his face, and he couldn't wait for a long time, so he immediately killed him.

Without waiting for Mo Lingfeng to speak, she pressed Mo Lingfeng into the chair in the compartment, took the handkerchief from the maid's hand, and reached out to wipe Mo Lingfeng's face.

Mo Yefeng hurriedly said, "Washed. I'm here."

Before she could finish speaking, the grandmother had already wiped her face, took the comb from the maid's hand, and combed her hair in a bun.

"Grandma, it hurts," Mo Lingfeng reached out to touch his head, "comb it lightly." ”

Grandma put her hand lightly: "You are a big girl, you can't tie two more buns, we have to have a good look, people are only heavy clothes and not heavy people, you go out, others will be afraid of you and respect you." ”

She combed Mo Lingfeng's high bun, inserted pearl hairpins, flower hairpins, and sandwiched a pair of Erfu, Mo Lingfeng turned his head and saw that there was a tangled box in the box, remembering that the bracelet that Xiao Dou gave to Yin Nan had been pinched into two pieces of gold, so he stretched out his finger and pointed: "Grandma, give this to Yin Nan as a dowry." ”

Yin Nan said loudly outside: "I'm not married!" ”

Yin Bei came in with the account book and said in surprise: "Who are you going to marry?" ”

"Didn't marry anyone!"

"Isn't that kid surnamed Dou?" Yin Bei's smiling face disappeared then, "He's so big, his brain is only as big as sesame, don't marry him, tomorrow my brother will find a good one for you." ”

"I'm older than you."

Mo Lingfeng got up, stuck his head out of the window, and glared at the two of them, Er Yin instantly shut up, but quarreled with each other with a few words in his eyes.

The grandmother led the maid to retreat, the two aunts also withdrew, the room was quiet again, Yin Bei came in, bowed down and handed over an account book to Mo Lingfeng: "Spring account book, I have asked the state school Qi Wenbing to check it, there is no problem, you look at the general accounts." ”

Mo Lingfeng flipped through the account book casually, and saw that it was densely packed, covered with various numbers, and under each line, the total amount had been calculated, she drew a line of "Baoyi ticket number", stretched out her hand to the bottom, and wrote "980,000 taels of silver".

She thought about the number calculated by Wu Jin last year, and there was not much difference between the two, and pointed to "Baolong Solution", and when she looked down, she wrote "30,000 taels of silver." ”

It's still not much different.

Closing the account book, she handed it back to Yin Bei: "What did Qi Wenbing say?" ”

Yin Beidao: "He said that he was worth this money." ”

Mo Lingfeng smiled: "Wu Jin's admired arithmetic lecture is naturally worth it." ”

Yin Bei took out the letter from his arms: "This is a letter from Cheng Sanye." ”

Mo Lingfeng took it, waved his hand, and waved Yin Bei out, one south and one north, hand in hand out of the second hall, standing under the platform and starting to fight, and Mo Lingfeng opened the letter, starting with the word "champion".

The two words are sonorous and powerful, as if Cheng Ting himself has also shone into the afterglow of the champion, he can be powerful at home, rampant and domineering, and he is very arrogant between the lines, and he is very underwhelmed.

Cheng Ting and Yourong were full of joy, writing a piece of paper, Mo Lingfeng's mouth was dry, he skipped countless beautiful words, and turned back, and the words changed without warning.

"Jeju is too poor!"

He followed closely and wrote down the reason: "I thought that Jeju was a rich land with mountains, rivers and docks, but the entire government has been in arrears for three months. ”

He was very surprised by this, wrote a few sentences upside down, and scolded Jeju City Bosi in the letter, asking him to change his name to Greedy Bosi, Mo Lingfeng After reading it, he summarized Mo Qianlan: "Cheng Taishan is discouraged, and he is already poor and wants to eat wild vegetables." ”

She put away the letter, stood up, and stretched her waist: "I'll write a letter to Wu Jin." ”

As she spoke, she walked to the cubicle, stood still in front of the table, lowered her head to look at the inkstone on the table, took the ink ingot, and suddenly heard a familiar voice behind her: "Ayu, take care of your heart." ”

The ink ingot in her hand fell to the ground with a "bang", cracking from head to tail.

It was Mo Qianlan's voice, like thunder, that alarmed a spring heart that was about to move.

Mo Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, then turned his head suddenly, a heart jumped out of his chest, his eyes were bright and terrifying, and a "brother" in his throat was about to come out, and he walked quickly to the bedside, and his knees touched the hard embroidered pier.

She didn't feel the pain, she only looked down at Mo Qianlan with her eyes closed, and at the same time let out a sharp cry in her throat: "Call Li Yijiao!" ”