Jinyi Music

Chapter 3 There are no cheap things in the world

Now he has returned to the time when he was still a child, Miss Han Wu had just entered the academy at this time, and the person surnamed Qian was just her childhood playmate, before it was time to talk about marriage, he still had a chance!

Thinking of this, he immediately regained his energy and felt relieved. He ate a few big bowls of rice with the white cloth on his head, and then went back to bed to sleep.

"However, if we reunite with Miss Han Wu and win the heart again, we should not be in a hurry, we need to plan carefully step by step, and first recharge our batteries, talk to my father tomorrow, let him send me to the academy earlier... ..."

Now he is someone who has worshiped the general after all, but he is not comparable to that brat, so he is naturally more considerate in his actions!

This room is on the bed thinking that I will reunite with Miss Han Wu again, I must study hard this time, and I will still be the champion of martial arts, so that Miss Han Wu can see my various advantages, and then I will fall in love with you , got married together, and sent that kid surnamed Qian to squat in a corner!
Young Master Mou Ba fell asleep happily, and had a dream in the middle of the night, and he returned to winning the champion of martial arts. When he was riding a horse and parading through the streets, the people on both sides of the street cheered, and many beautiful ladies waved and called at him. , the sachet, the red fruit, the hairpin on the head, and the embroidered handkerchief in his hand, all fell on him like raindrops, while the extremely beautiful Miss Han Wu was on the teahouse on the side of the street, looking at her. He came out halfway up, smiling at himself with a flushed face, his big watery eyes were full of admiration and excitement,
"Old eight!"

A soft call made the bones of Young Master Mou Ba crumble, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"hey-hey……"

He laughed out loud in his dream,
"Old eight..."

There was another call, and then someone reached out and touched the back of his head. The faint pain made Master Mou Ba half-open his eyes in a daze, and glanced at the burly man sitting beside the bed, with a square face and beard, But it was Mou Bin, the commander of Jin Yiwei, the father of Young Master Mou Ba, who

"father……"

Young Master Mou Ba laughed, hugged the quilt and said to his father,
"Father... why are you here... just wait, my son has to go to the Golden Luan Hall to worship His Majesty, and I'll have wine with you when I get back!"

After finishing speaking, she buried her head in the quilt and fell into a deep sleep, worrying about her son all the time. Seeing this, Fifth Aunt who was guarding here couldn't help twisting her handkerchief, sobbing, and stared at Mou Bin with a complaining face.

"Master, you can listen, this child must have been beaten out of his mind, he has been laughing strangely all night, or he is full of nonsense, you... why are you so cruel... no matter how naughty the old man is... It's just a child, you hit him with such a heavy hand and broke him, don't you want my concubine's life!"

After saying that, he began to cry again. Mu Bin was full of doubts, and hurriedly explained,

"Nonsense, when did I hit him on the head, my subordinates are measured, and I definitely didn't hit him on the head!"

How could I not know how many catties and taels my subordinates have, if I really want to hit him, this kid can't stand a slap, but he just hit the rough skin and thick flesh a few times, why did he hit his brain?
Seeing that he didn't recognize him, Fifth Yiniang cried even more fiercely.

"If it's not you, who else in the mansion would dare to attack our old eighth? It's not you...why would he do this?"

As he spoke, he began to cry again, crying while saying,

"Master, take pity on the eighth young master of our family. If there is anything to get angry at this concubine, please forgive him!"

"This one……"

Mou Bin was annoyed by his concubine crying for a while, and wanted to refute, but looking at the white cloth on his son's head, he couldn't help being speechless, and thought to himself,
"Could it be that I accidentally hit this kid on the head?"

With doubts in my heart, my attitude became softer, and I turned my head to comfort my concubine, saying,
"Don't cry and make Lao Ba sleep, tomorrow I will ask someone to invite the imperial doctor in the palace to have a look, and Lao Ba will not be wronged!"

Wu Yiniang heard the words but was not forgiving,
"Master, don't hit him in the future, if you hit him again, you will really break it!"

"There! There! I see!"

Seeing that he agreed, Fifth Yiniang stopped crying.
"Thank you sir!"

Mu Bin hummed, got up and walked out first with his hands behind his back, went to the outside and looked back, seeing that Fifth Aunt hadn't followed, he opened his mouth and said,

"It's late at night, go back to sleep first!"

Fifth Yiniang was still a little worried about her son, she refused to move her feet, Jin Zhu who was standing by the side hurriedly said,

"Auntie, you'd better go and serve the master quickly, the eighth young master's servant will take care of it..."

Fifth Yiniang looked at her son worriedly, then at Mou Bin who was still standing at the door, gritted her teeth, and then followed out!
Jin Zhu has been with her since she was a child, and she is the most loyal to herself. She can take care of the eighth young master, so she can rest assured.

Mou Biao didn't wake up until the sun was bright on the second day. The weather today was not good, it was gloomy outside, and the north wind was blowing more and more urgently.

The imperial doctor in the palace came to see the injury of the eighth young master, and said that it was only a traumatic injury, not a brain injury, but the fifth aunt was worried, saying that it was a brain injury and could not see the wind, so she insisted on arresting Mou Biao in the room After three days, he was allowed to go out.

Mou Biao wanted to be the No. [-] scholar in martial arts, and he was not bad for a few days, so he obediently listened to Gu's words, and stayed in the house for three days. Everyone in the house dropped their jaws, and Mou Hu said to Mou Long in private,

"I didn't feel it before, but now I really feel that the master must have smashed the young master's head. When the young master is willing to stay in the house for a while, besides sleeping and reading a book!"

Mou Hu's eyes widened, his face full of inexplicable horror, Mou Long also nodded his brother's words in a rare way,

"You're right, I also think the master must have hit the young master on the head this time!"

At this time, Mou Biao didn't care what his two brothers were muttering in the corridor. He sat in front of the desk, looked at the book in his hand, frowned, and threw the book on the table with a clatter after a while. said bitterly,
"Sure enough, there is nothing cheap in this world!"

He also assumed that he was admitted to the champion of martial arts in his previous life. When he returned to the age of ten, he picked up the book and gave everyone a child prodigy to come into the world. When reading the book, he realized that he had returned all the things he had learned to Mr. Han. In this simple Three-Character Classic, there were still many characters he didn’t know. Except for this pitifully small word, the rest is completely blank!
Mou Biao was still a little unbelieving, so he flipped through all the few books on his bookshelf, and looked at them page by page. Sure enough, he found that most of the words were familiar to him, but when he looked closely, half of them were missing. know!

"God! You are playing with me!"

Mou Biao was angry and furious,
"Master, although I said that I was a late learner, I also stayed up from five to six nights and worked hard for several years. You just took it all back without saying a word?"

Anyway, keep one or two copies so that I can fool my husband?

How could he show his face in front of Miss Han Wu like this!

Thinking of being annoyed, he picked up the books one by one and threw them heavily on the opposite wall.

"Blah... blah..."

The books fell side by side on the ground, and Mou Long and Mou Hu who were outside heard the movement in the study room, but they looked at each other and let out a long sigh of relief.

"It seems that the young master's brain has recovered!"

Let me tell you earlier, the Eighth Young Master reads a book, unless the sun comes out from the west, as he himself said,
"Master, I have a grudge against Shubenzi. In this life, either it will kill me, or I will kill it. There are absolutely no three ways to go!"

Mou Biao threw away his books in the study for three days, and finally accepted his fate. On the fourth day, he hurried out of the courtyard early in the morning and went to the main courtyard to find his father!
Commander Mou is upright and upright, and he has always been impartial and selfless in his affairs outside, which is rare among Jin Yiwei's previous commanders. He is praised by the court, and he doesn't talk about official business. In private, Commander Mou is a little affectionate. There are six other concubines, but he also knows that the backyard should not be too biased. On weekdays, the first day and the fifteenth day of the new year are at the wife's place, and the rest of the time is lived in the courtyard of several aunts, and the fifth aunt is more favored. , even if you stay longer, it will not exceed five days.

And no matter which aunt's yard you spend the night in, you must have breakfast in the yard of your first wife Liu the next morning. The next seven sons and six daughters will come to eat, and several aunts will ask for breakfast. Waiting on the sidelines, this is the rule of the Mou Mansion!

When Mou Biao came over, his brothers and sisters had already arrived.

"Father... Mother... Good morning!"

He first saluted the parents in the seat in a proper manner, and after greeting his parents, he turned his head and saluted to his elder brothers and sisters,

"Big Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother...Good morning!"

"Eldest sister, second sister, third sister... good morning!"

Everyone was taken aback when they saw his behavior. In the past, Young Master Mou Ba had never been so polite. When he came in, he always sat at the dining table, yelling that he was hungry and wanted to eat, and let the girl next to him move his hands and feet. Hurry up, what's wrong with him today, is it true that the servants are discussing in private, and his brain is broken?

Mu Bin sat on the top and looked at the youngest son who had removed the white cloth on his head. His eyes went straight to the back of his head. He couldn't see his name even though his hair was covered, but he muttered in his heart.
"What's the matter with this kid today, isn't it because his brain is fine?"

But the brain thing is hard to say, some people look good, but the inner core is broken. Could it be that my youngest son is really out of his mind?

Mou Biao knew why everyone was so weird, but he didn't care. He swaggered and sat down under Mou Bin, glanced over the table before saying to Mou Bin,

"Father, everyone is here, let's eat, my son is hungry!"

As soon as he said this, everyone relaxed.
"That's right... this is the old eighth!"

(End of this chapter)