Mozun is forced to farm

-1-

Xie Xuechen has never been hugged since her mother died.

There were also subordinates who took the initiative to send singers and concubines, and they were thrown to feed the mounts.

He hates people touching him.

But being hugged by Lin Zhu and feeling straightforward and pure gratitude is another matter.

Lin Zhu thought he was hallucinating, and suddenly realized: "So you can talk?"

"if not."

Xie Xuechen said coolly: "If you call me unhappy again, I will turn you into four cakes."

The scholar smiled in embarrassment with a pale face: "That...uh..."

They were familiar with each other at first, but when they spoke, it seemed that they had to get to know each other all over again.

Xie Xuechen's voice is actually very nice.

It is like a cold spring passing through a mountain, sparse and open.

He showed his hand in front of him, and the gap between mortals and demons suddenly widened, turning them back into two completely different types of people.

Xie Xuechen had already made preparations.

The student who was going to read was shocked and walked away by himself.

Lin Zhu first took the painting back to the study room, carefully wrapped it in cloth, and then pressed it into the pile of books to ensure that it was dry and not deformed, and then came out to talk to him while enjoying the cool.

"You can also make me a swing, let's swing together."

The men follow suit.

He sat with him under the same loofah vine, swinging back and forth.

"So, you are a Taoist priest?"

"Do not."

Looking at the experts outside the world, there may be some enemies.

Lin Zhu consciously didn't ask any more questions, and said again: "What's your name?"

"Release Xuechen."

When these three words were mentioned, Mozun felt a moment of depression in his heart.

The Xie family had wives and concubines in groups, and more than 100 children ran around all over the place, all of whom were named mighty and extraordinary.

Only his mother was almost dystocia, so she begged for her father's grace and chose this name herself.

It's not so much Xuechen, let alone Xuechen.

At least the latter was flamboyant and wanton, and responded to the blood splattered on his black robe.

Lin Zhu looked at his expression under the moonlight and smelled something.

"You don't like the name?"

"Have you ever seen snow dust?"

The man suddenly laughed, as if he had let go of it, and spoke slowly in a low and cold voice.

"When the snow falls on the trees, it is still white."

"But if it's all piled up on the ground, it will become dust."

"Mud and dirty, humble and vague."

His mother advised him countless times to be tolerant and docile, to appear small among the clansmen and not to stand out.

Make snow, make dust, I'm afraid it's better to melt.

"How could it be?" Lin Zhu shook his head: "You can tell that you haven't read a book."

He raised a smile and chanted loudly.

"A pool of spring water surrounds the body of the flowers, and the enchanting shadows of the flowers occupy the spring. Even if they are blown into snow by the spring breeze, they are absolutely better than Nanmo being crushed into dust."

"Listen, how much your mother loves you."

"what is this?"

"It's Wang Jiefu's poem, and it sings about apricot blossoms." Lin Zhu said gently, "The arrogance in the poem is very similar to yours."

"Let me guess, are you born in spring?"

"..."

Xie Xuechen had never heard of this poem, and still frowned.

"I do not believe."

"If that's what she meant, why didn't you tell me to Jie Xinghua and Jie Fengchui?"

Lin Zhu burst into laughter.

Such a smile resolved the unfamiliarity just now.

Xie Xuechen didn't want to pay attention to the nonsense he said, but he still remembered the poem he had read, even if it seemed to be nonsense.

But still stopped the swing, stood up to look at him, and returned to the arrogant tone of a monarch.

"After all, you saved my life. Tell me what you want."

Lin Zhu looked up at him, curiously said: "Then since you have recovered from your injury, you still plan to live with me."

"Maybe stay for a year or two and leave."

If he hastily returned to the Demon Realm, he might attract killers.

If you want to go back, you have to wait until you have achieved great power before going, and get rid of old and new grudges.

"That's just right. I'm going to Beijing to take the exam in the spring of next year, and this year I'll have to save money everywhere, trying to find a way to cover my expenses."

"The moon is very round tonight. You can help me repair the roof. I have prepared all the mud and tiles."

Xie Xuechen didn't move, and his tone was subtle.

"You don't want to make a wish?"

Even though he has lived in the Demon Realm for a long time, he has heard many gossips in the world.

There is Nanke Yimeng, and there is the snail girl.

Now that he is here, even if the person in front of him asks for a thousand buckets of gold, he can cash it in immediately.

Lin Zhu's expression changed.

He finally got serious and took a deep look at Xuechen.

The tone is no longer brisk.

"What I want, you can't give."

"It's a joke." The demon sneered, "Even if my skill is greatly damaged now, I can grant you longevity and help you usurp the throne."

"It's easy to get the whole world, what else can I not promise?"

It was rare for him to be contradicted and denied like this, and there was a hint of anger in his heart, and his tone became mocking.

"Could it be that you also want to be among the immortals, to be an immortal of Mount Penglai?"

Lin Zhu didn't back down, but still looked into his eyes.

"Have you read the Book of Rites?"

This is a book of enlightenment for these vulgar mortals.

The content of the book is very old-fashioned, and it is full of age-related righteousness that cannot be realized.

One of them talked about the Great Harmony of the World.

"The way of the great way is also that the world is the public, select the virtuous and capable, and trust and cultivate harmony. Therefore, people do not only kiss their relatives, not only their sons and sons, so that the old will die, the strong will be useful, the young will be strong, the reserved, the widowed, Those who are lonely, lonely, and disabled are all taken care of, men have their share, and women have their return."

"The evil of goods is abandoned on the ground, so there is no need to hide it in oneself; the evil of power does not come from the body, so there is no need to do it for oneself. It is because they do not prosper when they seek closure, and they do not commit thieves and thieves. Therefore, they do not close their homes. This is what is called Datong."

The scholar let go of his hand, his toes finally touched the ground, and stopped the dangling swing.

"thank you for your kindness."

"It's a pity that you can't give me the Datong I want."

Xie Xuechen took a step back, and when he looked at him again, it was as if he saw a fool whose head was spoiled by etiquette and morality.

"What do you want to do?"

"Imperial examination, being an official, governing the country and loving the people." Lin Zhu said flatly: "It's the same in life, and it's the same in reincarnation."

The man listened to the absurdity and didn't take it seriously.

The former took a breath, and suddenly began to rub his hands vigorously.

"But when it comes to imperial examinations, I'm so nervous!"

"?"

"Don't you understand?" Lin Zhu's back began to itch, "I want to pee every time I go to the exam, and I went to the exam room after peeing and I was nervous at the beginning of the exam. Do you have a solution?"

"..."

"There is still time to answer," he said emphatically, and he wanted to chop his feet hard when recalling: "Every time the examiner came on patrol, I obviously didn't cheat, but I felt guilty and trembled when I wrote!"

"When I think about the big exam next year, my intestines will be twisted into a ball, hey, don't go, I'm making a wish, I'm really making a wish!!"

"Brother Xuechen!! Don't you want me to repair the roof——"

Lin Zhu got up early the next day, found red cloth and cut it into strips, and tied a six-ear brocade knot on the neck of the wild goose.

Xie Xuechen squatted aside to watch, and only stretched out his index finger to point on the head of the wild goose. The latter fell silent and didn't dare to move at all.

"Well, let's go, let's go to the magistrate's house."

The scholar and Mozun carried a cage of geese, and went to the county magistrate's house to sell the geese.

Although this thing can also be killed and eaten, it is more serious, and it is often used in solemn occasions such as giving a betrothal gift.

If a hunter bends his bow and shoots a bird, there will always be damage and damage. How can there be these two jubilees he sells.

The county magistrate is preparing to marry his second son, and he is overjoyed as soon as Fei Yan is tested.

"Where did you get such a good thing? I want both, so you can make an offer!"

Lin Zhu opened his mouth to ask for money, but was cowardly.

He has always had this problem.

Bargaining is a matter of course, but he is embarrassed to say it.

Usually when buying melons and meat, I have to hold back for a long time before I can say whether it can be cheaper.

Seeing his expression, the peddler knew at a glance that he was another gentleman, and frightened him back with a rough face and a rough voice.

"no!"

"Okay... okay."

Before the second sentence was asked, they had already prepared a countermeasure.

"Are you buying or not?! Don't delay people's business!"

"Buy it, buy it..."

At this time, I obediently took out the money, not daring to let others wipe away the change of two cents.

Zhixian was also watching his expression, ready to wait for the other lion to open his mouth.

The two wild geese are still intact.

Added up, the total would be five taels of silver, maybe eight taels, after all, people knew that his second son was waiting for the dowry.

Lin Zhu was speechless on the spot, and ran away with all his eloquence at home.

Xie Xuechen waited annoyed, and glanced at it urgently.

"Then... then, three taels of silver."

The magistrate was overjoyed: "Okay, come here, you wait for me and get the money!"

Lin Zhu deflated, knowing it was a loss: "Okay, thank you."

The old magistrate ran back to get the money, and Xie Xuechen waited with him at the door.

"You sold it cheap?"

"Ah."

"Why don't you point more? Are you afraid of this man?"

"I... I can't say it."

Xie Xuechen was annoyed: "How dare you make me unhappy and dare not ask him for money? What are you farting?"

Lin Zhu was aggrieved: "I'm really embarrassed to talk about money..."

The magistrate came back with the money, and when he untied the cloth bag, there were four taels of silver in it.

He also knew that it was too cheap to sell. After all, it was a rare wild catch and it was still alive.

"These three taels are Yan's money, and there is one more tael. I want to ask you two to deliver a letter for me."

Master Guan also gave a relaxed favor, so as not to embarrass the little scholar too much.

"My wife's natal family is in Quzhou City, and the address is written on this piece of paper. Can you make a trip for me?"

"This tael of silver is regarded as a thank you for your hard work."

Lin Zhu hastily agreed.

"It will be done tomorrow, you wait for my news!"

Yuanbao Village is sixty miles away from Quzhou City, and it would take a whole day to borrow a donkey to get there.

It's really a good job to go to the city to buy a few more books.

Lin Zhu happily prepared to go home to pack the package, but was held down by the man.

"What are you going back for?"

Lin Zhu wondered: "Of course I need to pack my bags and prepare dry food. Do you want to leave now?"

"Exit."

Xie Xuechen sighed, and beckoned a cloud to fall.

He stood up, saw the scholar was stunned again, and waved his hand like beckoning a cat: "Come here."

The two ascended the clouds one after the other, flew to the sky in a blink of an eye, and headed north quickly with the letter.

Lin Zhu clutched his sleeve tightly as if in a dream, for fear of being blown to the bottom by the wind, his fingers were frozen and his face was covered with a layer of frost.

It was very cold at the heights, and the wind and clouds made it hard to keep your eyes open.

Before he could react, the two of them had already landed in Quzhou city, and it was only a cup of tea before and after.

Mozun glanced at the letter in his hand, and left in a hurry.

"Let's go, east side."

The letter was delivered suddenly, but it is always a good thing if it goes smoothly.

The magistrate's wife's surname is Jiang, and Jiang's house is in the east lane of the city. There is an elm plaque hanging at the door, which is easy to find.

After the servant informed, the old lady came out tremblingly to receive the letter, thank you very much.

She opened the letter in front of them and read it, her old eyes were dazed and tears were streaming down her face. She thought it was because the family members reported their health and asked about their health, and she let go of her usual hanging heart.

When she read the inscription here, the old lady was stunned.

"Why is the signature on this letter written today?"

Xie Xuechen didn't bother to speak, and Lin Zhu shouted first: "My brotherhood will be light kung fu, and it's all light kung fu!"

"Mrs. Jiang, if you want to reply, we can wait and send it back. After all, we have to go back to the city at night, so it's a matter of convenience."

The old lady responded repeatedly, and was a little embarrassed.

"I'm writing slowly. I have a few things to think about and write to her. Can the two of you come to the old man's house to rest for a while, or take a stroll in the city and come back in an hour?"

"nature."

-2-

Quzhou is Queli in the southeast, the holy land of Nankong.

Not only is Confucianism flourishing here, there are several famous academies, and Huaiyu Mountain, Xianxialing is nearby, and many masters who have cultivated immortality and Taoism have come out.

Lin Zhu had been here two or three times before, but they were always cash-strapped, so he only had to take a quick look at the flowers.

Now that he has suddenly made money, he can finally buy the books he likes, and he can talk happily when he sees the bookseller.

But after all, the wild goose was called by Xuechen, so the money should be given to him more.

Coming out of the bookstore, he hugged Fang Xin's inkstone again, and there was still a lot of money left.

"Brother, what do you want to buy?"

Mozun was not interested in these things, and only glanced at the teahouse not far away.

There was a smell of pastry and a storyteller slapping a gavel and talking.

Lin Zhu also liked listening to books, so he immediately took him in with him.

"Storytelling, singing and acting to persuade people, three roads—"

"It's always like this back and forth," a guest in the front row threw melon seeds onto the stage: "Let's talk about it differently!"

"Yeah, some fresh ones!"

"Talk about the imperial concubine eating lychees, or about the monk sleeping with fairies!"

When the audience roared with laughter, the storyteller wiped his face and slapped the gavel again.

"Dear guests, I'm so young, I'm going to pick a new story that I've never told before!"

"It is said that there are nine heavens at the top and eighteen hells at the bottom. All living beings have their own destinations." He held up a finger and said in a mysterious way: "Ghosts whose lifespan has expired will go to the underworld to be punished."

"If it's not finished, I'll either go to Huangquan Youdu to live out my life, and then find a reincarnation."

A spectator, with chopsticks in his mouth, interjected and asked, "What do you mean by unfinished life?"

"You don't even know that," someone else said with a smile, "You're going to die, the judge gave you eighty years, and you were bitten to death by wild dogs at seventy-five, so you can't stay in the underworld for another five years?"

The storyteller took the opportunity to take a sip of tea, panted and said: "That's true, but there is one more thing that you don't know."

"Between the sky and the earth, there is a realm of chaos called Wangshidu."

"Crazy demons and demons have fallen here, and lonely souls who don't want to die also flee here. After a long time, they will become stronger and more dangerous."

"Among them, there is an evil demon who proclaims himself a venerable, occupying the top of the mountain and inheriting it for generations. Now it is the turn of a Ling Qiong demon venerable, with a hundred thousand fierce soldiers under him, and his personality is even more violent!"

Lin Zhu listened with gusto, and Xie Xuechen, who was beside him, closed his eyes and drank tea quietly.

He knew what to say next.

I am afraid that some good deeds and Taoists will see the secrets of heaven, and tell the story of the changes to the world, and they will inevitably make a few comments.

The storyteller spoke briskly, starting with the tyranny of the previous Demon Lord, talking about bloody fights between brothers and sisters, and then talking about demons wreaking havoc on the world, plundering and killing, how cruel and cruel it is to die.

He has almost criticized all the crimes and mistakes, and he changed his style of painting again, talking about how the heavenly court cleverly set up a peace situation. On the surface, it seems that he no longer cares about the existence of Wang Shidu, but in fact, he secretly buried the inside line, and he killed a man with internal cooperation. wear.

Speaking of the Demon Lord being smashed to death on the Yunbo Cliff with his heart and lungs gouged out, the crowd applauded loudly, each raised their hands to signal for two more fruit plates, it was quite enjoyable to listen to.

Xie Xuechen heard the desolation and ridiculousness, got up and left the teahouse, ignoring the shouting voices behind him.

Lin Zhu followed out subconsciously, listened to a few more words before leaving, and took the melon seeds into his bosom.

If you can't finish eating, you have to take it away. It costs money.

"Don't you like the story just now?"

"Do you like it?"

"Well, just listen to it, it's not as good as "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness"."

They received the old lady's letter and took the cloud back to Yuanbao Village again. The sky was already dark on the road, and the lights could be seen scattered from high places.

Holding the new book and inkstone wrapped in linen in his arms and the old lady's reply in his hand, Lin Zhu stood behind Xie Xuechen and looked at it for a while.

Does a character like him feel cold?

Or do you always have a talisman by your side, so you won't be sick or cold?

The scholar hesitated for a moment, but still opened his mouth.

He instinctively said these few words, which might make him feel relieved.

"In the story just now, the storyteller said that the Demon Venerable was good at killing brothers when he was young, which is enough to prove that his crime is heinous."

The breath of the person in front was even colder, so he didn't make a sound.

"But, I don't think it's right."

Lin Zhu squatted among the clouds, looked closely at the lights in the world under the dark twilight, and opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Perhaps his brothers and parents also killed him."

"Everything is good in the world, but he holds a knife, maybe that is evil."

"But if everyone in the world holds a knife and forces him to be kind, what kind of morality is it?"

Yun Luo fell in front of the magistrate's house, Xie Xuechen knocked on the door, and the servant reached out to receive the old lady's reply letter, surprised and surprised.

The two returned home through the night, still walking slowly one after the other.

Lin Zhu sighed.

"I thought that if I thought this way, it would be the same as what you thought, and you wouldn't be so unhappy."

The man finally spoke.

"Be smart."

"Well."

"But I'm not unhappy." He explained in a rare way.

Lin Zhu didn't believe him.

"Who are you trying to coax? Look at that word on your brow. Staring at you can scare away children."

Mozun suddenly stopped, showing a very kind smile.

"That's right," Xie Xuechen said with a smile, "If I'm really upset, you'd have fallen to pieces from the sky just now."

Lin Zhu suddenly choked on his saliva and coughed halfway.

It wasn't until they reached the edge of the field that they saw that the lights were on at home.

Not only is the light on, but there is also a woman standing in the yard, splashing water and sweeping, busy with work.

The moment Lin Zhu saw it clearly, his face turned pale, and he dragged Xie Xuechen to the side to escape.

It didn't move.

"who is she?"

"My second aunt," Lin Zhu said holding his breath, "Let's find an inn to rest tonight, and we won't go back..."

The man still didn't move, and continued to watch the movement in the courtyard.

"What happened to Second Aunt?"

"She, she is good everywhere, very good, very good."

"Then go."

Lin Zhu originally wanted to leave him alone and take a step first, but in a flash, the god seemed to be picked up by the collar, and walked involuntarily.

Kang Cunzhen had just finished watering the vegetable patch, when he turned around and saw him, he said displeasedly, "Why did you just come back!"

Mozun walked behind and could already smell the aroma of cooking rice wine.

Compared with a scholar, this one can really live a life.

Not only the pigsty and the vegetable field have been tidied up inside and out, but also soup, soup, vegetables and rice are warmed on the stove, everything is available.

"Let me introduce," Lin Zhu whispered, "This is my friend, Brother Xie, this is my second aunt, you can call her Second Aunt Kang."

Second Aunt Kang glanced at them: "Is this the one you picked up?"

"Well, it's cured!"

"Okay, wash your hands and eat."

Lin Zhu hurriedly said thank you, and sat down at the small table with Xie Xuechen.

The rice in front of Xie Xuechen was full, and the meat and vegetables were also placed on his side.

In front of the scholar was not only a dish of food, but also an extra bowl of pitch-black medicinal soup.

"I came here today because the warehouse has been busy for a while, so it's rare to breathe a sigh of relief."

Kang Cunzhen possesses the arrogance unique to a businesswoman, with a strong aura and a resonant voice.

"One is to check whether your cellar has been dug. Sure enough, a shovel has not been moved, and there is no smoked chicken."

"What are you going to eat in summer? Huh? Rotten moldy vegetables or stinky meat?"

Before Lin Zhu could speak, she stretched out her hand and pushed the medicine bowl, making a loud noise.

"Second, you drank the medicine."

Lin Zhuke pitifully said: "I've drank more than a dozen prescriptions of medicine, but I haven't seen any improvement, right? If I drink any more, I'm going to have something wrong with my stomach..."

Mozun finally asked sincerely: "What's wrong with him?"

"He," Kang Cunzhen sneered, "he is timid."

"As soon as I went to the examination room, I didn't even have a shit to scare myself so much that I peed my pants."

"That was when I was ten years old when I took the talent test! I didn't pee my pants a long time ago!!" Lin Zhu said frantically, "There are other people around, Second Aunt, please stop talking nonsense, please!!"

"A talented scholar at the age of ten." Kang Cunzhen said unhurriedly: "At the age of 13, he won the Juren, at the age of 16 he went to the capital and failed once, and at the age of 19 he went to the capital and failed the second time. Does your second aunt pay the travel expenses? Folded in urine?"

Mozun listened very quietly beside him, and even took the medicine bowl and sniffed it.

It looks like there is some chaotic substance inside, and the unidentified legs flash past.

Lin Zhu shuddered, and tried to assure: "Second aunt, I'm worthless, I'm trying to overcome it, I believe folk remedies will not end well."

The second aunt grinned.

"You drink this bowl of barley and black ginger soup, and I will leave immediately."

Lin Zhu immediately turned to look at Xie Xuechen: "I make a wish, I will make a wish now, and I make a wish that I will not be afraid of exams in my life."

"It's late." Mozun handed the medicinal soup back to him, and fed the bowl to his mouth in a rare condescension: "Drink."

The screams echoed around Hecun.

The peasant was catching frogs in the field with a lamp, and the sound stopped for a while.

No harm, Xiao Lin is drinking medicine again.

The author says:

Happy eating!