Chapter 25 Understand

Author: Zhui Huan Keshe

Chapter 25 Understand

With no word, he put his pen on the inkstone, stood still with his back, and watched the servant hand over the paper to Mo Qianlan.

Mo Qianlan looked at it once, but his expression did not change: "Shiheng, look."

The servant took the paper and gave it to Zhao Shiheng.

Zhao Shiheng glanced over, got up and uncovered the cover of the incense burner, threw the paper into the incense burner. Soon, blue smoke rose from the incense burner hole, floating around, floating in the air, and leaking on the ground.

Two people, four eyes, looked at Wu Jin, as if they were trying to convict Wu Jin of death.

At this moment, Mo Lingfeng, who had not made any sound, suddenly jumped off the chair, walked straight to Wu Jin, and held Wu Jin's hand: "Brother, it's not his business."

She casually spared Wu Jin's crime, and without waiting for Mo Qianlan to speak, she had already pulled Wu Jin out: "Go, let's have fun."

Before Wu Jin could come back to his senses, he asked her to pull her out of the door and crashed into the fresh wind.

The warm wind outside the house is warm, the flowers on the wall are old, bees and butterflies are hard to find, the spring has passed on on the 90th, and early summer is coming.

His heart twitched wildly, and his hands trembled after realizing it. When he stepped on the ground, he felt like he was stepping on cotton, which was very unreal.

Without twenty rods and no accountability, he just passed the test lightly?

Mo Lingfeng was not affected by the memorial at all. He let go of Wu Jin's hand and jumped to the blooming crabapple flowers on the branches. She jumped up, reached out to climb a branch without letting go, pulled it down, and a rain of flowers suddenly started.

She laughed and laughed, jumped three feet long, as strong as a calf, and said to Wu Jin: "Let's go to Yuxi to have fun."

Wu Jin was still distracted and said in a daze: "I still have to go to class."

Mo Lingfeng scolded him with a serious and stern face: "Uncle Zhao said, let's go out to see the scenery, and it's also a class."

After saying that, she pulled Wu Jin and left.

In the room, Mo Qianlan and Zhao Shiheng sat without moving. After a while, Mo Qianlan waved his hand and waved all the servants standing everywhere in the room out of the door.

The tea was cold, and there was a bitter taste that was particularly refreshing. He took a sip and shook his head and said, "How can such a person gain a foothold in the temple even if he becomes an official in the future? When the disaster comes, he will still be foolish. In the future, he may offend Tianyan and cultivate him in vain."

Zhao Shiheng stretched out his arms and asked for a candy box. When Mo Qianlan handed it to him, he picked a candied date to eat.

"So I said you don't understand the way of the emperor. Although Wu Jin is too upright, the emperor needs such a ruler to stand high in the court to discipline court officials and the world to show the wisdom of saints.

Such people have been born in all dynasties and generations.

Furthermore, the more pure and kind Wu Jin is, the more beneficial it will be to us. In the future, he will never do anything to betray the girl."

After hearing this, Mo Qianlan smiled and said, "This year's Spring Festival, I can't be as perfunctory as I did in previous years. I have to give him some past he likes."

"Your Majesty loves words, and I also write cursive scripts myself. When I was walking in the palace, I saw Your Majesty write them, just like ice in water. In recent years, no news of Your Majesty's love of books has been spread."

Mo Qianlan kneaded Shangen: "It can be seen that his mind is deeper again."

He pondered for a moment: "Let me find a pair of ink treasures in the study, and don't look for too good ones, so as not to think that the Mo family has many rare treasures."

Zhao Shiheng nodded: "Yes."

He thought about it for a moment: "I will draft a memorial for you later, and I will say that your epilepsy has relapsed. I am frightened and I really can't bear to leave the girl. Please ask Your Majesty to be kind to you and then discuss it later."

"Another mentioning the incident of bandits along the east side, it can be regarded as a shadow," Mo Qianlan suddenly laughed, "Li Yitie probably sent the news about the epilepsy."

Zhao Shiheng said, "Let him go. Without Li Yi's post, there will be Huang Yi, Zhang Yi, and Li Yi's post here. I have raised a few children here, so I may not be as close to Kyoto."

He got up and was about to leave, and turned his head and grabbed a handful of candied fruit from the candy box.

Mo Qianlan smiled and said, "Take it all, I can't eat it in one bite."

Zhao Shiheng really put the candied fruit back and held it in his hand with the candy box: "I guess I won't have to be a cool laborer in the afternoon. I will be free and easy. You are more diligent and go to the aunts to walk around."

After hearing his cliché, Mo Qianlan was extremely helpless and waved his hand to let him leave quickly.

As soon as Zhao Shiheng left, Mo Qianlan was left alone in the room.

He called Yin Bei: "Have Ah Shi left the mansion?"

Yin Bei nodded: "Yes, Anan followed, do you want to sober up the soup?"

"No, wait until Ah Cheng comes back and ask Yin Nan to come to see me and go out."

"yes."

Yin Bei retreated all the way, and Mo Qianlan was the only one left in the room.

Mo Qianlan and this house are both in decline.

Wu Jin and Mo Lingfeng spent half a day in Yuxi. When they returned to the city, they were hungry and went to have a meal.

Mo Lingfeng wanted to treat him, so he occupied a pair of tables and chairs in the main store. He had a very good tone for two bowls of locust sprouts, two dishes of salty black beans, a large pot of flower nectar water, and two portions of fried sugar dumplings.

The man who was doing food brought the nectar water first. Wu Jin was about to stand up and pour it for her, but Mo Lingfeng dominated the pot and put a bowl in front of Wu Jin: "I'll pour it for you."

The pot was heavy, small, and the strength was not good. Tons of nectar water flowed out, and the sugar water rose and fell from the bowl. Wu Jin covered his face with his sleeves and lived like a year. After waiting for a bowl, he wiped his face, put down his hand, leaned over and took the pot from Mo Lingfeng: "I'll pour you a cup too."

Mo Lingfeng quickly pushed his bowl: "Fill it."

Wu Jin slowly poured a bowl of sugar water, but no drop was sprinkled out. Mo Lingfeng looked at the bowl of sugar, and was very happy. When he saw that he couldn't hold it up, he put his mouth to the edge of the bowl, pouted into a small mosquito's mouth, and sucked two large mouths in a row.

At this time, the people who were engaged in the cuisine brought the noodles and salted fermented black beans. When Mo Lingfeng poured the salted fermented black beans into the noodle bowl, the sugar dumplings also came.

The two of them were hungry and ate them. Mo Lingfeng ate a bite of salty, a bite of sweet, a bite of salty, and a bite of sweet. After this, he even ate half of them.

She had enough food and drink, bulging her belly, and looked around. An old man was reading a tabloid next to her. She slipped off her chair, walked over with her belly, and looked at the tabloid with both eyes, pursed her lips and smiled, burped, and poked her fingers on the tabloid: "Weng Weng, what is written on this? Read it for me?"

The old man turned his head to look at her. Seeing her little face like peach blossoms, her eyes were vivid, and she wore a golden collar, which was extremely cute. He smiled and said, "Where are your family members?"

Mo Lingfeng twisted his head and pointed at Wu Jin. After pointing, he went to read the tabloid again: "Weng Weng, read it fun."

Wu Jin ate the food on the table in a sweeping manner, paying attention to Mo Lingfeng's movements while eating - Mo Lingfeng is too brave, and if he is not careful, he will move his feet and disappear.

As he ate, his eyes, mouth, and hands suddenly stopped, and he recalled Mo Lingfeng's expression just now - she smiled first and then asked someone to read it. Obviously something in the tabloid made her laugh.

Then he remembered the situation when he was drawing Guanyin spiritual sign at Xiongshan Temple - did she only know the two words "lower" and "upper", or did she recognize all the words on the spiritual sign?

Do she recognize all the imperial pens and red comments on the memorial?
Chapter completed!