Zhou Lin waited from day to evening, and finally saw Su Xiaomu before the sun set, and he immediately greeted him with joy.

"Where have you been today? Why did you come back so late? ”

Zhou Lin waited for Su Xiaomu to get closer and immediately asked, of course he saw the tiredness on Su Xiaomu's face clearly, and then his brows furrowed: "You look like you are looking cowardly, it can't be that you are going outside to work as a coolie." ”

"You just went outside to work as a coolie, I went to find a way for Gu Jingcheng today, but whether it succeeds or not depends on the will of God, I don't dare to give you any guarantees, I can only hope that Gu Jingcheng's life is better, and all we can do now is wait."

Su Xiaomu was almost dragging her tired body, she had been running around outside for a day, and the temple had to climb stairs up and down, and the only mountain road that could be crossed by a carriage was also covered by dignitaries.

She, a small person from a mediocre background, certainly didn't have the ability to walk the mountain road that was specially carved out.

"Wait?"

Zhou Lin clenched his fists and was still a little unwilling: "Is there really no other way?" ”

"What do you think?" Su Xiaomu was so tired that he didn't even bother to roll his eyes, "I have already gone to find Mrs. Shoufu, and she promised to help me save Gu Jingcheng, but we still need to wait for a while, so we can't do anything but wait until she gives me a letter." ”

Su Xiaomu didn't want to continue to fight with Zhou Lin here, she just wanted to climb back into her bed and sleep well.

Since she had to wait, of course she wished she could fall asleep and wait.

However, before going to bed, Su Xiaomu still endured the surging sleepiness and wrote a letter to Wan Fuzi in Fucheng, and gave Xiao Er a lot of errand money, so that he could ask someone to send the letter to Fucheng as quickly as possible.

It is still necessary to divide the hope into several baskets, if something goes wrong on the side of Mrs. Shoufu, maybe Master Wan can help.

Fucheng.

Since Zhou Lin and Gu Jingcheng went to catch the exam, Wan Fuzi had nothing to do in an instant.

Wanfu has been much more lively than before because of the existence of Gu Jingcheng and Zhou Lin for most of the year.

The sound of their daily reading and questioning is equivalent to the sound of heaven in the ears of ten thousand masters.

But now there was nothing left, all that was left of Wanfu was the chirping of birds and cicadas, and the roar of his wife supervising his meal.

Wan Fuzi missed Gu Jingcheng and Zhou Lin a lot, but he knew that the children were all working hard for their own future, so every day Wan Fuzi not only missed them, but also hoped that they could all get a good score in the imperial examination.

But such thoughts, after receiving the letter sent back by Su Xiaomu, all disappeared in an instant.

Wan Fuzi was shocked when he read the letter, and then he took the letter without the slightest hesitation and went to the county master.

At this time, he was in a hurry, and after seeing the county master, he began to tell the county master about Gu Jingcheng's experience in the capital.

"You also know that this county lord had already taken a fancy to Jingcheng when she was in Fucheng, but she knew to cover it up before, and now that she has returned to her own place, she doesn't care about anything, she must be with Jingcheng, otherwise she will ruin Jingcheng and make him unable to participate in the imperial examination."

Wan Fuzi was angry, and he hated the county lord more and more.

As for the county master, he finally received the appointment and promotion documents from the capital today, but before he could find someone to share his joy, he heard from Master Wan that Gu Jingcheng and Zhou Lin had bad luck in the capital, or because of an unwarranted disaster caused by a woman.

"Destroying people's imperial examinations is like killing parents, and that county lord doesn't know the rules so much, and he only looks at the things that anger and resentment these days."

The county magistrate's teeth itched with hatred: "I can be promoted, but it all depends on Gu Gongzi." ”

In the county master's heart, Gu Jingcheng has a deep status, and he knows that almost everything he gets now is related to Gu Jingcheng and Su Xiaomu.

If it weren't for the fact that the two of them had done so much for the people in the face of the catastrophe and added so many political achievements to him, he would not have the opportunity to be promoted now.

"Didn't you happen to be transferred to the capital?"

Wan Fuzi sighed: "Maybe in the capital, you have a way to help Jingcheng?" ”

"It's just a six-rank official, even if he is transferred to the capital, it's useless, there is a sentence that doesn't mean that the seventh-grade official in front of the prime minister's door, I, a sixth-grade petty official, is just a little better than the gatekeeper."

The county master is also worried, most of his foundation is in Fucheng, and he really can't help Gu Jingcheng anything.

It's really because the background of the county lord is too strong, where can ordinary people afford to provoke this kind of royal relatives and nobles?

If it wasn't Gu Jingcheng who was involved this time, he could only secretly say bad luck next to him even if he heard about it.

"It's all for the imperial court, you don't have to be so arrogant, let's think about it again, see if there is any other way to help him, I just hate that I came out of the capital too early, and the way left before is not used."

Master Wan vaguely knew in his heart that when people go to tea and cool, those students who used to respect him may not be willing to help him now.

What's more, Gu Jingcheng offended the niece of the first assistant of the dynasty, the county lord who was watered and grew up.

"Help must help, now I can only write a letter to my teacher, let him help us run in Beijing, I just hope that the teacher can speak in front of Lord Shoufu, if it is not good, just follow what Su Niangzi said in the letter to sue, no matter how big the house is, after all, there is a right home."

The county magistrate touched his beard, and he already had a consideration in his heart.

"Yes, no matter what, you can't let Jingcheng fold here, he is a person with great talents, and he can't be swayed by the love of his children."

The two elders looked at each other, each with a new idea in their hearts.

Su Xiaomu didn't know the new way out that Wan Fuzi and the county lord had found for them in Fucheng, and she was anxiously waiting for a letter from Mrs. Shoufu, but from dusk to sunset the next day, no one said a word.

Even if he came to tell her, Mrs. Shoufu was unwilling to help her.

She sat on the first floor of the inn alone, Zhou Lin continued to go out to find someone to operate as before, he couldn't find a way, and Su Xiaomu couldn't help when he came.

But the two of them quarreled several times, and Zhou Lin felt that Su Xiaomu had changed, which was very different from the Su Xiaomu who was in the Gu family in Fucheng.

Obviously, she was so worried about Gu Jingcheng before, and she would tell him for a long time if he ate less and wore less clothes, how could she completely ignore Gu Jingcheng's life and death now just because of a lie?

Even if it was him Zhou Lin, he said in her ear every day that there was no time, and there would be no emotional change on her pale face, as if she would only sit on the first floor in a daze.

Zhou Lin was helpless, but he was not willing to give up the opportunity to save Gu Jingcheng at all, until he felt that Su Xiaomu, who was sitting on the first floor and was about to sprout, suddenly knocked on his door late at night.

"I have something to tell you."

(End of chapter)