Spring Drunk Chang'an

Liu Changan made up his mind and prepared to find time to go to Chunliyuan.

At the same time, in Liujiazhuang, on the outskirts of the city.

Liu Yu sat in a wheelchair, staring at the sky with gloomy eyes.

His father's cold voice echoed in his ears, "You're a cripple, why are you taking part in the Mohist Cultivation? I don't agree. Don't try to bring shame to our family. Just behave yourself!"

And then there were the mother's sighs and laughter, "Yu'er, I gave birth to you, a child punished by heaven with a difficult birth. It made me unable to have children. I was already very hard-pressed to beg your father not to abandon us. Why are you so ignorant? You only act like a willful child?"

"Your father and I are very tolerant of you. We have enough food and drink for you. Are you still not satisfied?"

"What do you want? Mohists, being an official, is that something you can do?"

The Mohist Examination was a unique imperial examination in the Great Xia Kingdom. It was held by the "Mohists" of the Hundred Schools of Thought in order to recruit skilled craftsmen who were powerful in the country.

It was recruited exclusively by the Ministry of Works of the imperial court.

Regardless of talent, appearance, status, or identity, as long as one has skills and can make tools such as rivers, farming, weapons, people's livelihood, etc. to make the country strong and the people live in peace, he can be selected as an official. Although the candidates who pass this examination are not as good as the Jinshi who pass the regular imperial examination, they can also become officials.

The highest level can reach the third grade.

During the founding period of the country, there was a great craftsman who improved agricultural tools, allowing the people to farm faster. He was able to replace the power of oxen with human power and was awarded the title of baron for this achievement.

Although it is a low-level lord, it can be passed down from generation to generation.

Liu Yu is clever and skilled in calligraphy. He has improved water wheels and farm tools since he was a child, and can also make wheelchairs. He even made the "bird wings" he personally ground, which can glide a hundred meters in the air.

"...I want to prove that I'm useful, not a complete waste. I want to prove myself. I want to find a reason to live. I want to find the motivation to support my lower body."

"Why don't you agree?"

"Father, Mother, did I commit some terrible sin in my previous life? Why does God treat me like this?"

"Am I not your child? You broke my legs and trapped me here. Do you hate me? If you hate me, why don't you let me die?"

He murmured, his eyes gloomy, his expression...

It looked like a glass doll that had been smashed to pieces and then forced together, ready to collapse at any moment.

"Master, don't think too much. Master and Madam, they may, may..." On the side, Nanny Ji hugged his thin shoulders with heartache, looking at the painful and numb appearance of the child who had been raised by her since childhood, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Unable to bluff her way through the lines of 'Master and his wife do care about you, they're just using the wrong methods,' she choked with sobs and hurriedly assured him, "It's okay, it's okay, Master. Do you want to participate in that 'election' to become an official?"

"Master and his wife won't let me, so the nanny will help you."

"Nanny will secretly carry you, carry you on her back, hold you in her arms, even if I have to drag you. As long as you want, Nanny will help you even if it costs her her life."

If you are caught, the worst that can happen is that you will be beaten and scolded, or even sold.

She accepted it as long as she saw her grown-up children living a good life.

It's only one life anyway.

Nanny Ji clenched her fists.

"Nanny, I don't want you to risk your life. If you have to take risks so that I can participate in the Mohist Cultivation, then I would rather stay in this small courtyard for the rest of my life."

"For so many years, you are the only one who has been with me!"

Liu Yu raised his head, staring blankly at Nanny Ji with a pair of depressed but well-behaved eyes, and murmured, "If you are gone, I will have nothing."

"Nanny, I can't lose you."

"Master, my young master!" Nanny Ji's heart skipped a beat, sadness flooding her heart. She couldn't help but hug Liu Yu's shoulders tightly, cursing loudly: "You bastards, those two beasts, they gave birth to a child properly, but didn't raise him well. What's wrong with my young master?"

"He's obviously a good kid who's well-behaved, understanding, obedient, and capable. You, you..."

"Why?"

Nanny Ji burst into tears.

Liu Yu's eyes were dry, but there were no tears. He looked blankly at the only elderly person in the family who cared about him, and murmured, "Mammy, am I really a sin? Was it wrong for me to be born?"

"Do father and mother hate me? Otherwise, why..."

Why did his father and mother stop and ridicule him when he was persuaded by Chang'an and Xiaoyue, igniting a glimmer of hope for life, desperately trying to get rid of depression, and struggling to save himself?

"I'm so sad, Mammy. I tried so hard to persuade myself not to care about them, but, Father, Mother..."

"They gave birth to me and raised me. There's no way I can ignore them."

"What should I do?"

"Am I truly unforgivable? Otherwise, why would my biological parents treat me like this?"

Liu Yu murmured.

It felt like there was a huge black hole in my heart, but there was no expression on my face.

"Young Master, it's not your fault. It's not your fault. It's the Master and the Madam's fault. It's their fault!" Nanny Ji was unable to answer Liu Yu's question.

She could only hold the poor child in her arms and cry, shedding the tears that had already dried up for him.

The cries of the master and servant were drowned out in the three-story courtyard.

The small room was filled with despair and sorrow.

However, in the main courtyard not far from here, Qu Qiutong's cheeks were rosy red, and she was amused by her personal maid and smiled like a flower. "...You naughty boy, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"That's nonsense. Madam is our master's life!" The maid tilted her face and held the jewelry box flatteringly. "Look at this phoenix hairpin and this head ornament. They are worth thousands of taels. It was just because of Ku Xia that the master bought them for you without hesitation!"

"If he doesn't love you, who will?"

"That man, no matter how nice his words are, they are all empty words. Only those who are willing to pay for you are the real love!"

"Haha, you little girl, although you are young, you have a lot of reasons!" Qu Qiutong pursed her lips and giggled, she was amused so much that she fell backwards.

The maidservant patted her head to playfully say, "How could this servant know this? This was all taught by my mother. I just said it to make Madam laugh."

"It's just that the master treats his wife very well, such expensive jewelry~"

A phoenix hairpin worth three thousand taels, a complete set of head ornaments worth five thousand taels...

Oh my God, when her family of four sold themselves, they were only thirty-five. Eight thousand taels, that's enough to buy so many families like theirs!

This is just a set of jewelry for the lady.

"Haha, eight thousand taels is too much? That's just a few silvers." Qu Qiutong sighed in bewilderment, her beautiful eyes blurred.

Back then, her family had fat horses, light furs, and a house full of gold and jade. The cloaks worn by her personal maids were all made of fox fur. It was nothing like now, when there are only some tacky gold and silver.

Qu Qiutong thought carelessly, looking at the maid's undisguised envy, and casually threw her a pair of golden cloves, chuckling, "Little girl who has never seen the world, this is a reward for you, and it is also because you speak so nicely."

"Liu Lang, you really love me deeply~"