Cheng Ting lay down for half a month and was so hungry that he almost went crazy.
It turned out that Mrs. Cheng loved her son dearly and was afraid that he would be injured repeatedly. The Cheng family were brothers and sisters, so the two brothers of the Cheng family offered suggestions one after another.
There were many rumors about pork being hot and humid, which forced Cheng Ting to switch to a vegetarian diet.
Cheng Ting had been eating vegetarian food for two days and his mouth was bland. The green plums had just come out, so he asked Dahai to buy some to satisfy his craving.
Unexpectedly, before he could eat it, the eldest sister of the Cheng family said that bayberry irritated his blood, so he was not allowed to eat it. Seeing that he was pitiful, she called her younger siblings to make tea with green plums in Cheng Ting's house, and also poured a jar of good wine.
Let's take our younger brothers and sisters to make green plum wine together and drink it until the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Cheng Ting couldn't move. He lay on the bed and smelled the aroma. Tears and saliva came out from his eyes as he cried for a long time.
The only good thing is that the red pimples on my face have subsided.
Half a month later, he couldn't wait to announce that his injury was healed.
The eldest sister of the Cheng family said to Mrs. Cheng again: "You really need to avoid eating this food. In the past, it would take three to five days for the third child to recover even if his skin was broken. He couldn't go to school in the state. Now the injury is so serious. It will be better in half a month. It can be seen that it is
Credit for taboos."
Mrs. Cheng didn't know her sinister intentions, so she took it seriously and wanted to keep Cheng Ting alone for another half month.
In order to get rid of his mother's heavy love, Cheng Ting had no choice but to ignore the fear brought by Mo Qianlan and went to Mojiazhai to learn. On the spot, he ate a large bowl of pork elbow noodles and a plate of mutton head meat, and his face turned red.
, the tip of my nose is sweating, and the red pimples are showing signs of appearing again.
After he was full, he picked up a bowl of pear water and sighed: "It tastes good. Your sugar water tastes better than ours."
Then he pushed the big yellow dog away with his feet: "Cheng Suning, get out. Do you want to come in?"
Cheng Suning is his eldest sister.
The big yellow dog snorted and turned a deaf ear to his nonsense. It glared at Mo Lingfeng. After getting the sheep bone, it arrogantly passed by Cheng Ting's feet.
Cheng Ting also raised eyebrows at Mo Lingfeng: "Sister Huiran really came to see me and gave me a pill. She said it was very good. After it melted and was applied, the pain disappeared within a few minutes.
"
"Really?" Mo Lingfeng reached for the pot and wanted to pour herself a bowl of rock sugar pear water. Wu Jin, with his quick eyesight and quick hands, helped her, avoiding the tragedy of pear water all over the table.
Cheng Ting replied: "I have no use for it, so I put it away."
Mo Lingfeng groaned: "Why are you blushing?"
"Hey, there's no need to blush... Stinky Wu Jin, why are you laughing! You can't eat or sleep without talking!" Cheng Ting really blushed this time.
Wu Jin smiled silently, put down his chopsticks, and poured a cup of pear water to drink - he once heard someone say that someone's cellar was one foot deep, with a foot of thick pomegranate on all sides, and they harvested big white pears during the light frost in August.
, when I took it out in April next year, it was still the same as the new one.
Wealth does not lie in being able to boil sugar water with fresh white pears in April, but in the habits of the Mo family.
Cheng Ting cupped her cheek and said, "In early March, Sister Huiran held a water-flowing wine banquet in the garden. The eldest sister also took me there. Three times, the wine glasses placed by Sister Huiran stopped in front of me. Do you think it was Sister Huiran?
Do you have me in your heart?"
Mo Lefeng replied seriously: "You are out of your mind."
"I'm serious," Cheng Ting said with a straight face, "Sister Huiran even smiled at me, five or six times!"
Mo Lingfeng spoke concisely and to the point: "She also smiles when she sees your dog."
Xu Huiran turns 16 this year. She has a beautiful face, soft and pleasant appearance. She smiles first when meeting people, and her speech is gentle and approachable.
Cheng Ting particularly likes this eldest sister. Even if Xu Huiran just holds a flower and smiles, he thinks Xu Huiran's smile is particularly touching - completely different from Mo Lingfeng's wild accent.
No matter that Mo Lingfeng poured cold water on him, he was still dreaming: "Tomorrow I will ask my mother to go to her house to propose marriage. When I make an appointment, I will invite you to go to the colorful shed on Yuhua Street to see the malong."
Mo Lingfeng immediately said: "I invite you tonight, Wu Jin, and you will go too."
Before Wu Jin nodded, Cheng Ting immediately objected: "Without him, when I was studying in the state school, I went for an outing to Xiongshi Gorge. He picked up two baskets of cakes to sell along the way. After he came back, my husband asked me to write a diary. I only remember the pancakes.
Six coins, seven coins for sugar cakes.”
After saying that, he glared at Wu Jin fiercely: "You stinky cake seller, I will be scolded!"
When he mentioned this, he became very angry: "If I take you there, you will carry two cages of cakes to sell there. I won't look at you as a malong, just to see you selling cakes!"
Wu Jin put down the cup, wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "I will go outside to watch after selling the cakes."
Cheng Ting rolled his eyes and immediately had a bad idea: "I have ordered all your cakes today. You can send them to my house - hey, Cheng Suning doesn't like cakes the most."
He was so proud that he drank the pear water from the cup in one gulp, walked to the door, grabbed a young boy with a dove-shaped face, and asked him to go out to deliver a message to Pang Dahai, and take the money to buy cakes from Wu Jin's house.
After the boy left, he, Wu Jin, and Mo Lingfeng walked towards the academy together. He suddenly pulled Wu Jin and asked, "Is that the one I bumped into just now?"
Wu Jin nodded.
Qi Chang had a hard life, so he took the twenty sticks by himself and served in the school.
Cheng Ting had a look of regret on his face, but he didn't realize that Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin both had normal expressions and had clearly discovered Qi Chang's crime.
The three of them continued walking inside, and the entire Jiusixuan was still shrouded in gloom. The huge tree crown became more and more lush, and breathtaking greens were sprinkled everywhere.
As soon as I entered the school, I felt a chill rise from the ground and hit my face, causing goosebumps all over my arms. The heat I had just had due to breakfast had all subsided, leaving only the coldness all over my body.
When the candlelight flickered in front of their eyes, the three of them saw that Zhao Shiheng had arrived and was looking at the portrait of Saint Confucius.
Zhao Shiheng looked cold and looked contemptuously, as if he sneered at what Confucius said.
This look only lasted for a moment. After the three students stepped through the door, he turned around, stood with his hands behind his hands, and glanced at his innocent students: "Today is the ten-day exam."
Cheng Ting immediately felt his butt was on fire. He didn't know whether the sores were about to recur or whether a new slap was about to fall.
Sitting down with a frown on his face, he poked Wu Jin with his finger: "Why didn't you tell me that today's ten-day exam is taking place?"
Wu Jin waved his hands to show his ignorance, spread out the paper and pen, and after grinding the ink, he heard Zhao Shiheng say slowly: "Is there anything in the world that is not the king's land? All officials eat the king's salary and share the king's worries, but the king's rule is beneficial.
, if there are disadvantages, if the king's way is contrary to that person's way, and that person's way is consistent with the people's way, how should he apply it, it does not violate the way, and he can avoid punishment. It is auspicious. "
The speed of his speech slowed down with each word, and became hoarse with each word, as if this was a question he had thought about thousands of times.
In the end, there was only a faint breath left, which was sent to the students' ears.
Wu Jin wrote quickly and recorded Zhao Shiheng's strategies and questions on paper. After finishing writing, he felt that his head was frozen.
He suddenly discovered that the question asked by Zhao Shiheng went straight to the origin of policy questions.
Ask about policy, ask about policy. If the candidate's policy can meet the king's policy, he will win.
The room was filled with the smell of grass and trees, and he couldn't help but look at Mo Lingfeng. Mo Lingfeng seemed to have eyes on his back, and suddenly turned to look at him. The eyes hidden in the phoenix eyes were dark and bright.
Very different - she seemed to know Zhao Shiheng's thoughts clearly.
Wu Jin's heart suddenly hit her chest.
The source of the title - "Mencius, Chapter 1": When a young man is young, he will admire his parents; when he is a lustful person, he will admire his young master.