sinovels Chapter 9 Catching Worms
Chapter 9 Catching Worms
Stepping out of the same threshold, Wu Yi's mood is much more complicated than Jiang's.
Being able to get the surname "Li" is definitely a good thing that others can't envy in this era. After all, being related to the emperor with the same surname, in the eyes of the ancients, it is a great event of honor and favor.
But there is no such thing as a good thing in the world, and Li Sujie must have his own plan for helping him leave the Wu Mansion so wholeheartedly.
Wu Yi lowered his head and looked at his rib-like body. It didn't look like he had any labor force. Even if he sold the meat, it probably wouldn't be enough for Li Sujie to pay back his money.
While full of doubts, Li Sujie opened his mouth one step ahead of him.
"Do you know why it took so much effort to help you leave the Wu Mansion?"
This question happened to be what Wu Yi wondered in his heart. The road was paved under his feet, so he could only walk along it.
The sky was fine early, and the slightly cold sunlight lazily printed on the moss-stained stone road, reflecting two pairs of footprints, one deep and one shallow, side by side.
Li Sujie looked down at his thin shoulders, and the two of them walked side by side, only then did he realize that Wu Yi was a head shorter than him, but he was still a half-grown child who didn't even have full stature.
"Because we are all the way."
Wu Yiwan didn't expect this answer, so he couldn't help but stop.
Thinking about it carefully, the situation between him and Li Sujie is quite similar. He was also cornered by his aunt and had to fight back.But when it comes to being ruthless and ruthless, a mere Jiang family can't catch up with Empress Wu who strangled her own daughters and mutilated her parents and children.
"Looking at you, it often reminds me of the situation when my mother was in Chang'an a few years ago, and my mother was always in a tit-for-tat situation." When mentioning the past, Li Sujie inevitably brought a little bit of resentment, but it was quickly blown away by the slightest autumn wind. .
"If it weren't for His Royal Highness to protect you, I'm afraid I won't even be able to protect you today. Don't worry..." He turned his eyes and looked at the rising sun in the east, "Li Fu is quite capable, and the county palace is not short. A slave, this contract of sale is just an expedient measure, it will not be too late to make plans when you have a place to settle down."
The word "safety" is easy to say, but it may not be easy to get it. In Yuanzhou City, where the Wu family can cover the sky with a slap, it is really not an easy thing to get ahead.
Just as Wu Yi wanted to speak, Li Sujie looked away, with a confident and calm expression in his brows.
"Don't worry, this king will never make a mistake."
Li Sujie wanted to help, but Wu Yi was too kind, but Li's family was not rich, and he didn't want to be a free-for-all guest.
The next day, when the sky broke, Wu Yi quietly got out of bed, ready to go around the city, to see if there were any short-term jobs that were short-lived.
Li Fu happened to stop him in the yard: "Mr. Wu, you should rest before you recover."
In theory, Wu Yi is a guest, but in terms of love, Wu Yi is kind to the Li family. Although the Li family is not affluent, it is not difficult to add a pair of chopsticks.
Wu Yi was about to say something when he saw Li Jing running over in a panic with a small book bag slung across his shoulders, and Li Sujie chasing his son like a cat catching a mouse behind him, holding a feather duster and about to whip him over.
Li Jing panicked immediately, and rushed over like a firecracker, almost knocking Wu Yi's waist out of the way.As soon as he stood firm, he subconsciously pulled the little guy back, only to hear a sharp sound of wind, and a feather duster missed his waist by an inch.
Li Jing had the experience of being thrown out once, this time she hugged her thigh tightly and refused to let go.
Li Su's integrity was in his chest, and he almost opened his mouth to explode: "You little... you little one, come out to me quickly, and flirt with the guests, what a shame!"
Li Jing bargained with his father first: "Then you are not allowed to beat me when I come out, and you have to give me five cents."
Relying on the fact that he rarely had guests at home, he was sure that Li Sujie would never show his face to meet him.Mountains of gold and silver are not as good as this backer, and children's eyesight is always surprisingly accurate.
Holding a feather duster, Li Sujie couldn't get angry, so she could only teach a few words through Wu Yi's thin body.
"The sages have said that when you enter, you are filial, and when you leave, you are a younger brother. Be sincere and trustworthy, love everyone, and be kind. Only when you have done these things, you can learn literature if you have enough time. I taught you this when you were four years old. Now that you are in school, you still can’t even do the first few items! Think back to Emperor Taizong..."
After this general principle, not to mention Li Jing wanted to cry, even Wu Yi, a modern person who has been tortured by institutional education, felt a headache.
After Li Sujie remembered Taizong's virtuous virtues, he began to criticize Li Jing: "If you don't read the sage books well, and spend money to buy those low-level books, do you still have the face to go to the school to meet Confucius?"
Li Jing poked his head out to argue: "Confucius didn't say that you should not read comic books, you said that!"
It turned out that the father and son were arguing over a few comic books, and he couldn't help but understand Li Jing's little friend. As an old friend born in the [-]s, who could lose a comic book in their childhood?
Seeing Li Sujie blowing his beard and staring at his eyes, his knuckles trembled slightly, Li Jing, who was experienced in beatings, immediately went back behind the backer, and complained to Wu Yi with aggrieved words: "My lord, why can't I read comic books?"
Wu Yi glanced back, and saw that there was still a half-old "Shan Hai Jing" in his schoolbag among the four books and five classics. No wonder Li Sujie of the orthodox school did not want his son to read these things.
"Actually, it's not that your father doesn't want you to read it. It's just that most of the characters in "Shan Hai Jing" are uncommon and have so many strokes. Can you really understand it?"
Li Jing was purely greedy for the exquisiteness of the above paintings for fun, of course he didn't know what the story inside was about.
Seeing him shaking his head hesitantly, Wu Yi continued to fool around: "So your father actually wants you to recognize a few more words, so that you can understand the story in it!"
Li Jing poked his probe out suspiciously, as if to confirm the expression on his father's face.
Li Sujie knew that she was not suitable for coaxing children, so she reluctantly nodded along with Wu Yi's words, and mumbled about it.
Wu Yi struck while the iron was hot, and stretched out his hand to Li Jing: "Why don't you give me the book and I'll keep it for you, so you won't be afraid that your father will confiscate it, how about it?"
Li Sujie had never coaxed her son softly, so Li Jing hadn't realized that this sentence and "I won't hit you" were actually empty words to a certain extent.
He carefully stuffed the precious "Shan Hai Jing" into Wu Yi's hands, and told him cautiously: "You must help me keep it well, and come and get it when I learn how to read."
Wu Yi put the book into his arms with a smile, and thought, if you still remember this book when you grow up.
By the time this farce ended, it was already dawn, and even Mrs. Xiao had finished dressing, and came to urge Li Jing to go to school quickly.
Li Fu hurriedly said: "Young Master Wu is going out to find something to do, Madam please persuade him."
Xiao Shi was doing her makeup in the inner room, but all the wind outside fell on her ears, she thought about it, and came up with a way to get the best of both worlds.
"Mr. Wu, if you feel that you have nothing to do, you might as well accompany Jing'er to the school for a while. Yuanzhou's official school is located in the west of the city. This child is alone, and both the concubine and the master are worried."
Xiao Shi was originally a first-class and outstanding woman selected by Concubine Xiao Shu's family, and there was a sense of propriety between advances and retreats, neither letting Wu Yi feel uneasy, nor appearing narrow-minded in the Li family.
Wu Yi didn't shirk too much, he had long wanted to find an opportunity to learn how to write traditional characters, so he could steal some knowledge by escorting Li Jing to and from school.
Although the Tang Dynasty was not like the Ming and Qing Dynasties where "everything is inferior, only reading is high", the treatment of intellectuals is far better than that of blind old men. No matter what era they are in, they will not suffer from being able to read and write.
Yuanzhou official school leaned on the west side of the city, with a mottled vermilion door at the entrance, a tree of pagoda trees was caged, and a few beams of autumn sun leaked down, slanting into the courtyard.
There was a sound of reading aloud from inside the door.
"There are four ways of a gentleman: he is respectful in his actions, respectful in his affairs, beneficial to his people, and righteous in his mission..."
The teacher who taught stood with his hands behind his back, shook his head, and recited half of the article.
The little boys in their prime years also shook their heads along with them, shaking like chickens pecking at rice.
Li Jing stood out among this group of ignorant and ignorant children, his face was nothing like those bewildered expressions in a dream, his eyes looking left and right reflected the setting sun, breaking into pools of bright light.
Wu Yi glanced at the group of little radish heads in the gap between stealing teachers and learning skills, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride that my children are so cute.
The small courtyard next door is a special medical official school. From time to time, there are one or two obscure contents of the "Huangdi Neijing" from Confucius' earnest teaching. Ghostwriting, imitating traditional Chinese characters with strokes of strokes on the dusty dust.
Just as he was learning interestingly, suddenly there was a rustling sound, and a huge locust horn was thrown from nowhere, and it flew straight to Wu Yi's forehead.
Wu Yi felt a pain in his forehead, the pain was second to none, and he was taken aback.
The students inside burst into laughter.
The old gentleman in front of the hall has a goatee and a stooped back, arched from head to toe as if he was about to curl up in a book.His body, which is no more than a few inches thicker than paper, can't hold back the second, third and fourth generations of officials. They can't even blow their beards when they lose their temper, so they can only let them play around.
It just so happened that the person who took the lead was the eldest brother who he had already made a clear relationship with.
There was a thin student next to him, who smiled at Wu Yi and asked, "Isn't this brother Xu's younger brother? He just came to see his brother, why don't you come in and sit down?"
Wu Xu smiled arrogantly, and replied coldly: "You are wrong, this Mr. Wu can't afford to be high in the mansion. He has already entered the hall of the county prince's mansion, so I don't know whose room he has entered. .”
These words innuendo scolded everyone in the Li family, Wu Yi sneered in his heart, but bit the corner of his lips without showing any expression, slid his finger on the dusty surface a few times, and walked away with a cold snort.
Wu Xu raised his hand calmly, and the disciple next to him quietly leaned over to check it up, his expression turned ugly.
Wu Xu raised his eyebrows: "What did he write?"
The student faltered and hesitated twice, Wu Xu walked over impatiently, lifted the person aside, and leaned over to look, there were only four big characters on it——
The prostitute sees prostitution.
As soon as Wu Yi picked out his own radish from a pile of radish heads, he saw Wu Xu standing in front of the window, staring at him gloomily.
He held Li Jing's soft little hand with a smile on his face. The delicately raised son of the Wu family really didn't know how to quarrel, and he was so stunned that he couldn't speak after a word of backlash.
After commenting in his heart, he pulled Li Jing up and walked leisurely on the way home.