Chapter 1131: This is a dangerous start!

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In the following week, Sun Mo's life was turbulent, and he gradually became familiar with the identity of this game character.
He is also named Sun Mo. He has already passed the exam at the age of twenty. He is now a teacher in the county. He was born in a poor family and has a childhood sweetheart wife.
The two were very affectionate. In addition to teaching every day, Sun Mo went home to study books, preparing to go to Beijing for the exam the next year, and graduated as a scholar.
Sun Mo sat by the window, looking at the gloomy moonlight, a little distracted. I don't know what the conditions for this level are?
The resumes of the game characters are too simple, so Sun Mo can't find any clues.
"Should I help this Song Dynasty rejuvenate or overthrow it?"
Sun Mo took a sip of tea.
The country he now lives in is also called Song State, but the emperor does not have the surname Zhao, and the country hasn't declined to the point where the people don't have a living.
An analogy with the history of a large flower planter is that the Song Dynasty still has more than 30 to 40 years of life.
"Officials, it's getting late, and there will be classes tomorrow, right?"
Mei Niang was urging again.
"You go to sleep first!"
Sun Mo is a bit big, he is a gentleman, so bed-sharing every day is the biggest torment for him. After all, the wife in this game is not as beautiful as An Xinhui and Meizi, but he has a full score of seven, and the most important thing is. It is gentle and virtuous, everything is dominated by Sun Mo.
It can be said that Mei Niang's daily life is centered on Sun Mo, and she has tried her best to let him eat and sleep well every day.
"Speaking of which continues, I'm really afraid I can't help it!"
Sun Mo took a deep breath and was hugged by Mei Niang from behind.
"Officials, did the slaves do something wrong? Why have you been so worried these days?"
In Mei Niang's voice, there was panic and fear.
"Don't think too much, it's something in the county school, which doesn't go well."
Sun Mo lied.
"If the officials don't like it, then don't go. It's a big deal, I stab a few more beautiful pictures every month."
Mei Niang felt sorry for her husband, she hugged his arm a little harder, and pressed her cheek to his back.
"..."
Feeling Mei Niang's love, Sun Mo suddenly became a little addicted to this game.
"Officials, the water is getting cold, come and wash your feet!"
Mei Niang pulled Sun Mo to the side of the bed, let him sit down, took off his shoes and socks, soaked his feet in the tub, and helped him wash his feet.
The lady's hands are tender and slippery, making people intoxicated by the touch.
...
Sun Mo decided to act, no matter what, he had to find An Xinhui and others first, so he decided to continue copying the book.
Even if this is the world in the game, Sun Mo still believes that the Dream of Red Mansions can sell well.
After all, the reason why classics can spread to this day means that they have the enduring charm of any era.
In the school, the juvenile children were reading the Three-character Classic with their heads shaking their heads, while Sun Mo was writing the Dream of Red Mansions at his desk. If he did not leave, the students dared not be lazy, looking at Sun Mo sadly.
"Brother Sun, Brother Sun, something happened to your lady!"
A talented person who had a good relationship on weekdays and drank small wine twice rushed in and shouted anxiously.
Sun Mo was anxious, rubbing, and stood up: "Brother Wang, what's wrong with my lady?"
"I don't know, it was a letter from your Yan Bolai!"
Wang Xiucai urged: "Go and have a look!"
Yan Bo was a helper hired by Sun Mozhong to take care of some chores at the house. Apart from that, he didn't have any servants.
As soon as Sun Mo went out, Yan Bo cried and complained.
"Master, big business is not good!"
It turned out that Mei Niang went to the streets today and wanted to purchase a few new Shu embroidery patterns, but who knew that she ran into Pang Jili, who was the famous second generation ancestor of this county.
Mei Niang was molested and struggling. In order to keep the festival, she stabbed Pang Jili with a hairpin and also scratched her face.
"what?"
Sun Mo was shocked, and as he ran home, he asked: "Is Mian Mei seriously injured?"
"Mei Niang was not badly hurt, and Pang Jili was not badly hurt, but if she provokes Pang's family, it is in trouble."
Yan Bo has a headache.
Pang Jili was the youngest son of Taishi Pang at the time. This time he went home to worship his ancestors. In less than a month, he became the great demon king of the county and has already harmed many ladies.
Sun Mo rushed home without stopping, and saw many people whispering around the gate. They looked at him with sympathy.
Offending that second generation ancestor, the Sun family is about to end.
"Mei Niang!"
Sun Mo rushed into the house.
Several neighbors in the neighborhood were talking with Mei Niang.
"Officials!"
Seeing Sun Mo, Mei Niang's tears flowed unconvincingly: "I caused you trouble."
"Don't say that!"
Sun Mo hugged Mei Niang, and there was a blood mark on the other's left face, about six meters long, which could be said to be disfigured, which made him even more angry.
"Sun Jiada Lang, think of a way, that little demon king is not the winner."
"Yes, go to the countryside to hide for a few days, right?"
"Hurry up!"
Aunty next door kindly reminded me.
"Da Lang? What the is this called? It's really unlucky!"
Sun Mo frowned, but he also knew that this was the naming convention of Song people.
Hearing what the aunts said was serious, Mei Niang became even more afraid.
"Let's go to the yamen first!"
Sun Mo got up and prepared to write a pleading first.
"Dalang Sun~EbookFREE.me~ You are really confused, that Pang Jili's grandfather is the imperial grandmaster, how can our county grandfather dare to pick up your certificate?"
Some aunts lamented, this Sun Dalang is really mad at reading.
"I know!"
What if it's useful?
It's just that Sun Mo hasn't finished writing the pleadings, so the arrest is coming.
"Sun Jiaoxi, we are here to arrest the criminal who injured Pang Jili by the order of the county grandfather!"
Middle-aged catching is straight to the point.
Sun Mo's face suddenly turned dark, did this revenge come too soon? He immediately greeted him, took out two pieces of silver from his pocket, and quietly stuffed it to the catcher: "I will go with you!"
Hearing this, Mei Niang became anxious.
"Officials!"
Mei Niang rushed over and took Sun Mo's arm: "No!"
"Hey, obedient, I'll be back when I go!"
Sun Mo smiled.
"This one……"
Quickly frown.
"I want to catch the uncle and understand what things are like, I will go with you, and see the county master!"
Sun Mo spoke.
Hesitate quickly.
"You helped Pang Jili, and I didn't earn anything, and I'm also a Juren anyhow. I'm only 20 years old this year. Even if I get a senior scholar in ten years, I'll only be 30 years old."
Sun Mo lowered his voice and analyzed the pros and cons. He seemed to mean that I have a promising future. If you help me now, I will repay you in the future, but there are also subtexts. If you force me now, I will definitely be in the future. 100 times refunded.
"Sun Jiaoxi, let's go!"
Uncle Arrest quickly made a decision that the twenty-year-old Juren should not be offended easily, and the suspect is arrested anyway. The big deal is to wait for a few days, and wait for the situation to become clear, and then arrest again.
"Jiaoxi Sun, what does it matter? Hurry up! Your daughter-in-law is in trouble this time!"
Uncle catching reminds.