MTL - Back Off, Let Me Come-Chapter 761 : Disciple of the Mohist School (Part 2) [Seeking a monthly ticket]

  Chapter 761 Chapter 761: Disciple of the Mohist School (Part 2) [Seeking a monthly ticket]

   "Are you alone?"

  Lin Feng's expression showed disappointment and regret visible to the naked eye.

  If you can follow the vine, uproot the opponent's sect, and transplant all of them into the lord's fence. The common people of Longwu, Sibao and Minfeng counties can also benefit from this, but it's a pity...

  The lady didn't know what Lin Feng was thinking, but only saw the undisguised disappointment and regret on her face, her chest trembled slightly, as if being touched by something soft. Because craftsmen are not respected in this world, among scholars, farmers, businessmen, they are only better than merchants. To say that they are masters is actually to put gold on their faces. To put it bluntly, they are two craftsmen who make a living by their craftsmanship.

  The teacher came from a humble background, just a peasant girl, and she was an orphan picked up from the dead when the teacher was middle-aged.

   Since then, the two masters and apprentices have depended on each other for life, and they are home all over the world. They rely on their craftsmanship to help others in need make utensils in exchange for a meager reward. Because he has no fixed place to live, eats and sleeps in the open, and often faces the threat of wild animals, he never rests for a day.

  Officials are unattainable to her.

   Lin Hucao in front of him would feel sorry for a dead craftsman, which made the lady's favorability for Lin Feng immediately reachable in one step, and she only felt that he was kind. Well, a good officer! She was distracted for a while, and Lin Feng had settled everything.

  Order the servants to tidy up the rooms in the backyard of the government office, prepare some new clothes, and open up a separate "studio" for the female gentleman-she saw and chiseled wood last night. Lin Feng's ears are so strong that it's hard for him not to hear.

   "No, you don't have to."

  The female monarch waved her hands in fear.

  Lin Fengdao: "This is what the Northern lady deserves."

The lady's eyes were confused, and Lin Feng explained to her: "I don't know how many people in the Li people can be benefited by the cotton doffer you made. Because of its existence, there will be a huge number of people in the future that you can't imagine will benefit, and no one will even be there. Frozen to death in winter!"

  The female monarch was surprised from ear to ear: "Really, really?"

  Lin Feng patted her on the shoulder: "You have immeasurable merit!"

  In just five words, the impact and shock caused to the female monarch made her unable to recover for a long time—Is an ordinary craftsman worthy of such praise? She wanted to question it, but it came from Lin Hucao, so she had to believe it.

   Lin Hucao would definitely not lie to himself!

  At noon, the "studio" of the female gentleman has been tidied up. The walls, desks and even the planing table of the room are full of dazzling new tools, large and small. As soon as she entered the room, her eyes were firmly attracted, and she couldn't move her eyes away.

   "Lin Hucao, are these all for me?"

  She was almost incoherent.

  Although she also has many tools in it, the wooden handles of many tools are covered with padding, and a large part is passed down from the master to the master, and the master passed it on to her. She has always wanted to buy some new equipment for herself, but suffering from insufficient financial resources, she can only stare blankly.

  She touches this one and touches that one.

  I can't wait to hold them and never let go.

  Who knows, Lin Feng smiled and made a gesture of invitation to her.

  Nv Jun’s heart was pounding with joy: “Anything else?”

   "Mr. Bei, come with me."

  She personally led the lady to the "studio" behind the screen. There was a small room with a small area. The three walls were filled with stacks of letters, and there was a bed in the middle that looked so good to sleep on. A quilt was neatly stacked at the head of the bed.

  Lin Feng pointed to the bookcases on several walls, his eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as Wang Qingquan: "Mr. Bei, I ordered someone to sort these out from the Hucao library. I think you might like them."

  The lady did not speak, because she felt her heart beating wildly, as if she had the illusion of jumping out of her throat. Nervously, she stepped forward with hands and feet, and took down a scroll of letters. The ropes of the slips are strung with small pieces of bamboo, and the book "Mo Jing·Jing Shuo" is written.

   There are many comments on the experience!

  She opened her eyes wider and wider with joy, and yelled out of control.

   Even jogged in a small room.

  When she regained her senses, she blushed suddenly when she met Lin Feng with a smile on her face. People watched her out-of-control ugly behavior just now.

   "Lin, Lin Hucao... can I watch these too?"

   Asked in words, but already hugged the roll tightly in action.

  Lin Feng nodded: "It was originally prepared for the queen."

  Nvjun turned her back and patted her hot face, then secretly pinched her wrist again, causing her to gasp in pain.

   It will hurt if pinched, she is not dreaming!

  But soon, her attention was attracted by the bamboo pieces on the other bookcase, all of which were "Heavenly Craftsmanship".

  The female gentleman was excitedly pawing at the bookcase, trying to hold down her breath.

   "This, this, this, this can also be seen? Really?"

  Lin Feng said affirmatively: "Yes."

  The female monarch immediately whimpered with excitement.

  Her master, the biggest regret in her life is not being able to witness "Heavenly Creation", and the teacher also said that her teacher told her about the existence of this book. "Heavenly Creation" was circulated among their teachers, but no generation of people had really seen her.

because-

   It is said that this divine book is in the Holy Land of Mountains and Seas.

  The holy land of mountains and seas requires a literary heart and courage to set foot.

  The embarrassing thing is that 90% of the Mohists in their sect are women, and the remaining 10% of men are ordinary people without talent. In the teacher's words, isn't it good to have this talent? Who wants to do the hard work? This led to fewer and fewer inheritances, and life became more and more bitter, leaving only her in this branch. She didn't know whether the other branches were passed on.

   I reckon that even if there is, life is hard.

  The female gentleman didn’t understand when she was young, what is there to remember about a book? But as she got older, she also became obsessed with "Heavenly Creation" just like her teacher. For this reason, she worked hard to make friends with cultivation talents. With a good relationship, maybe one day they will enter the Holy Land of Mountains and Seas and are willing to help them find "Heavenly Creations". Even if the possibility is not great, but—what if?

   Never expected, it is here!

  She felt that she had never been so happy in her life!

  If Lin Hucao was not still beside her, she would have let go, rolling back and forth on the bed with these treasures in her arms.

  Hey, when she got up from the couch, she found the quilt a bit strange.

   She couldn't help stretching out her little hand to touch it. In an instant, the unprecedented silky touch spread along her fingertips like an electric current throughout her body. This quilt is silky and cool, but the key is that it is still light, soft and fluffy: "Is it cotton?"

  Lin Fengdao: "It's silk."

  The heroine instantly petrified in place.

  She had heard that bedding made of silk was light and warm, but her poor imagination could not describe the specific touch, and she never wanted to realize it today. The female gentleman felt a little embarrassed now, and held the letter nervously and did not let go: "You, you are too kind to me."

  It was so good that she didn't know what to do, and the script of Yun Yuanmou's stories flew out of her mind very inappropriately. What kind of hero saved the beauty by giving her body... Although she had imagined it before, how can marriage be a joke? I can't climb up to others.

  The lady waited nervously for Lin Feng to respond.

  Lin Feng told the real reason very honestly: "The lady has great talent, and this is just to solicit favor."

  The lady pointed at herself: "Me? A great talent?"

  Can you still connect with this word? Even though Lin Feng said before that the cotton doffer she made would benefit all people, she didn't see it with her own eyes, so she only thought that the other party was exaggerating.

  Lin Feng nodded again: "Yes."

She is still advancing in retreat: "However, I know that such a talented pillar as Nujun may not like the shackles of officialdom, and that's okay. Recruiting more depends on fate, and you don't have to worry. Before General Bai comes back , you can live here with peace of mind, and use all of us to show the friendship of the landlord.”

  When the female gentleman came back to her senses, Lin Feng had already left.

  She patted herself on the face: "Are you dreaming?"

He took out the teacher's coffin from the big wooden box, shook a volume of "Heavenly Craftsmanship" in front of the coffin, smiled a little foolishly, scratched his head and said: "It's a pity that this is my treasure, otherwise I must copy it. I'll burn it for you..."

   "However, if the disciple reads it, it is equivalent to you watching it."

  She didn't know when Bai Su would triumphantly return, so she seized all the time to read the books in the small room day and night, and it took three whole days to read, and the food was packed and delivered to the cafeteria by servants. When she walked out of the workshop again, her body smelled a little rotten.

  Books, too many.

  The more I look at it, the more I feel small and I don’t have enough time.

  So, she made a decision that went against her ancestors: "Lin Hucao, is it too late for me to accept the solicitation?"

  She didn't care about tidying up her appearance, and her calves ran fast.

  Following her memory, she went straight to Lin Feng's government affairs office, and the officials along the way had been told, and no one scolded her not to rush.

   Bang!

  She opened the door of the Government Office.

   It's just that, unfortunately, I met three pairs of eyes.

  She stammered: "Yes, I'm sorry—"

  At this time, I can't wait to find a seam in the ground and get in.

  Lin Feng just smiled gently, and said to the young scribe next to him: "Master, this is the capable person who presented the cotton doffer."

  When the young scholar heard the words, his face was as cold as melting ice and snow.

Another scribe dressed in women's clothes also looked over happily, his eyes lit up, and said: "I have heard that you are a great talent, and I just saw it today. If you look carefully, you really have the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix. The official in the Xiahu Cao office, surnamed Shen, whose name is Zhizhi, and whose name is Yaohe."

  The female gentleman also imitated Shen Zhi and saluted in return.

  She said: "My name is Beijiu, and my name is Zhoukou."

  Shen Zhi was puzzled: "Mister's name is so strange."

   "When my master picked me up, he said that my crying was better than the chirping of sparrows, so I took that name." Bei Jiu scratched her head, more than one person thought her name was strange, but she was satisfied. According to the teacher's surname "Bei", the first name is Jiu, and the character is split from the word "Chirp".

  Shen Zhi smiled gently: "So that's the case, sir, this name is not only childlike, but also full of love and affection from a teacher."

  Bei Jiu was blushed by what she said.

   Alas, it has to be a cultural person who speaks well.

   Unlike that idiot Yun Yuanmou, he only makes fun of himself.

   "Is what the talented lady said just now true?"

  Lin Feng did not forget what Beijiu said when he pushed the door open.

   "Yeah." Beijiu said very quietly.

  Although the voice is small, which of the three present has the weakest ear?

  Qi Shan secretly transmitted voice to Lin Feng.

  【This person will be arranged by you. 】

  The collection of "Tiangong Kaiwu" is of great significance, and should not be easily seen by outsiders, but Lin Feng urgently sent a letter to himself to apply, and prayed for goodness to agree. Originally, I wanted to meet Beijiu, check on him personally, and see how this person's character is, but the other party has been hiding in the workshop and can't come out, so I had to give up. I happened to meet today, and Qishan had a good impression of Beijiu.

  Lin Feng and Shen Zhi got up together to send off Qishan.

  As soon as Qishan left, Beijiu relaxed visibly with the naked eye.

  Shen Zhi joked: "Are you afraid of the master?"

  Bei Jiu nodded timidly: "This is the first time I have seen such a strong and serious person, but he must be a good person."

  Shen Zhi burst out laughing.

   "We will be colleagues in the future, just get familiar with them."

   "I'm afraid I can't do well..."

  Shen Zhi comforted: "Everything is difficult at the beginning."

   Fortunately, she is the best at it. Lin Feng sent a few subordinates to the workshop to help her understand the affairs of the government office.

Lin Feng warned: "The most important thing is to help improve and arrange farm tools, learn from the experience in "Tiangong Kaiwu", and make more objects that are beneficial and convenient to the people. Seeing that summer is coming, the nearby counties will , there will be less rain. Even if the lord has built aqueducts in the past few years, manpower is still needed to fetch water and irrigate. If we can work **** this, the common people in counties and counties will all benefit."

  Beijiu is serious, take over the task.

  She has wandered in many places over the years, and met many low-level common people and even untouchables, but she rarely heard compliments from them for the superiors. Xiaocheng's atmosphere is completely different, she - really, really, really likes it here!

  Lin Feng was still busy, so Shen Zhi took Beijiu's acquaintance with Cao's official office, and by the way, took her to register and make a register, so that the official office could distribute salary every month. After a lap, Beijiu was in a trance, with only one thought in his mind-she got out of poverty!

   Regarding the gender misunderstanding between Lin Feng and Shen Zhi, she didn't know until many days later, when Shen Zhi dug her out of the sawdust pile and asked her to go to the Qiao Pavilion for a massage. When the two took off their large outer shirts and only had a thin inner shirt left, Bei Jiu's eyes widened.

   "Xixixi—chest—"

   She was frightened and pointed to the ups and downs under the clothes of the two.

  Shen Zhi looked at Lin Feng, and Lin Feng looked at Beijiu.

  Following, she looked down at herself: "It's okay."

   I don't know if it was a big wooden box, or Beijiu's living conditions are not good, but her curvature is comparable to that of her master.

   Beijiu: "..."

   With a daze, he walked to the steaming small bath in the perfume shop. Lin Feng and Shen Zhi were soaked in the water, leaving only the waist scarf.

   Beijiu crouched in the corner with a flushed face. After a long time, she couldn't hold back: "But, aren't you Wenxin scribes?"

  Can literary scholars be women? ? ?

  Lin Feng smiled slyly: "Why not?"

  Shen Zhizhi's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were foggy. He looked at Beijiu with winking eyes, and teased her: "Zhoukou, you and I have met each other frankly today. Are you still unable to tell whether the concubine is a man or a woman? My heart hurts, do you want to rub it for my concubine?" ?”

  Bei Jiu was bewitched by her obsequiousness.

   Tick tock, tick tock —

   Strands of red smudged on the surface of the bath water.

   She has a nosebleed.

  The second day.

  Bei Jiu made another decision against his ancestors—

   "Lin Hucao, I want to practice!"

  Although she started very late, although she has missed the enlightenment at an age, as long as she has a determination, she believes that it is never too late for herself! She wants to be a real Mohist!

  She met Lin Feng's smiling eyes and saw her gently smiling.

"good!"

The word    is enough to match the sound of nature.

   |ω`)

   I woke up today feeling much better and my mind is not sinking anymore. Tomorrow, I will start to make up for everyone.

   PS: Mushrooms are really named ghosts, give yourself a thumbs up. A word like Zhoukou can also find a matching name.

  (end of this chapter)