After the powerful minister was reborn, he married the delicate girl back home

The voice was hoarse like a teenager's voice change, but it was not unpleasant. Instead, it had a deep warmth. Li Jiaorong's heart immediately tightened, and her ears gradually turned red. Ever since Gu Xingmo went to the academy to study , the two of them had probably not seen each other for almost a year. Although they were childhood sweethearts and sweethearts, it still made her feel a little shy inside.

The young girl didn't know that she liked her. She only knew that Brother Gu was handsome and talented. He would not bully her or humiliate her. He was a rare good person.

Li Jiaorong pinched the chopsticks in her hand uneasily. Her fingertips, like onions, gradually turned white. The whiteness attracted Gu Xingmo's heart. This little girl's habit has not changed. She will torture herself whenever she is nervous. .

Gu Xingmo froze on the spot, not knowing what he thought of, and remained silent for a long time.

When Mrs. Gu Xu saw him coming out, she quickly stood up, stepped forward to support him, and said softly: "This body hasn't healed yet, what are you doing up here?"

After Gu Xingmo came to his senses, he pushed Gu Xu's hand away without leaving a trace. He didn't seem to want to ask his mother to hold it. He only replied: "I'm sorry for bothering you, but my son, I have been lying down for a long time. I am probably helpless." It’s in the way.”

"How could it be okay? I vomited so much blood, I'm afraid it hurt the foundation of my heart..."

The more Gu Xu talked about it, the more uncomfortable she became. Tears fell on the back of her hands, and then she began to sob softly. She really felt sorry for Gu Xingmo. After knowing that her youngest son was injured and missed the once-a-year After the imperial examination, her heart felt as if it had been stabbed with a knife.

Seeing her crying uncomfortably, Gu Xingmo couldn't bear it. He just stretched out his arms and gently hugged his mother, comforting her and saying, "Mom, stop crying. Mother Rong is here right now. Don't let us juniors see the joke."

Gu Dashan echoed: "Xing Mo is right, you are already a long time ago. Don't go back to your old age. You might as well be a child..."

Faced with her husband's teasing, Mrs. Gu Xu immediately glared in dissatisfaction. After being comforted by a few people, she sat down again, wiped away her tears, and looked at Li Jiaorong embarrassedly, "Mother Rong, Don't laugh at Auntie, she's just confused."

Li Jiaorong nodded seriously and replied: "Yes, Aunt Gu is lost in tears."

Her serious expression made Gu Xu, who was originally depressed, laugh, and the atmosphere became joyful again.

Wang Cuiliu also brought a chair for Gu Xingmo and asked him to sit down. Since he was injured, this was the first time that Gu Xingmo walked out of the room to eat with everyone. Everyone just thought he was too bored in bed. , no one knew that he listened to Gu Xu's words, "Rong Niang is here."

There was still some pain and tightness in her chest, but looking at Li Jiaorong, it seemed that she couldn't bear it anymore.

Thinking about the past years, and then looking down at her appearance as a child, Gu Xingmo felt a little relieved. He was really back, back when he was sixteen years old and she was still there.

Li Jiaorong just lowered her head to nibble on the corn buns, and occasionally picked up a piece of pickles on the plate in front of her. Although she always felt like something was staring at her, she didn't dare to look up. After all, this was someone else's house, and she only felt that there was something there. Uncomfortable.

When Gu Xingmo saw that she only lowered her head to eat the steamed buns, and then looked at the steamed buns and pickles on the table, recalling the white rice, vegetables and broth he ate every day, he frowned slightly and turned to ask : "Mom, didn't the dean send you ten taels of silver? Why don't you go to the market to buy some vegetables so that you can help your sister-in-law and nephew to replenish their health."

Before Mrs. Gu Xu could answer, Wang Cuiliu waved her hand and said, "Brother, don't worry too much. My baby and I are both in good health. I have to thank my mother for this. She took great pains to take care of me during my confinement period. She made chicken soup and pork ribs soup every day." Whatnot, look at me, I’ve become a lot mellower, but I can’t make it up any more.”

Although he said this, Gu Xingmo still looked at Gu Xu with some disapproval. Although he knew that his mother was doing this for his own good, he still didn't want them to neglect him like this every day.

Mrs. Gu Xu's face had already turned red with shame, and she could only defend herself in a low voice: "You will have to take care of things when you study and become an official in the future. You can't touch that money."

She asked herself that she had not abused her eldest son's family, but she had to admit that she was a partial mother. She felt sorry for Gu Xingmo. The younger son was good at studying and would be a promising person in the future. Naturally, the family was extremely strict with him. Gu Xinghai could not Gu Xingmo could not study and do the woodwork he liked. For this reason, Gu Xu felt that she was sorry for her younger son.

Furthermore, the marriage between Gu Xinghai and Wang Cuiliu was approved by the Wang family for the sake of Gu Xingmo. Cuiliu was such a good girl. She was so pretty. She was sent to learn embroidery from the embroiderer when she was a child. Now she embroiders every day. You can make a lot of money by making a handkerchief and sending it to the town. I don’t know how many people were thinking about it at that time!

Thinking of this, Gu Xu calmed down a little. Gu Xingmo's book must be read. Even if he can't take the exam this year, he will take the exam next year.

When he heard Gu Xu's words, Gu Xingmo was stunned for a moment, and then murmured: "But if you don't live well, what's the use of me studying and being an official?" His voice was very soft, with a hint of lightness. Sadness, and a sadness that no one else understands.

After studying, taking the top exam, and becoming a high official... all these steps have been completed, but the whole family has been living under the threat of power and lost all the joy in the past. Is it really worth it?

Gu Xingmo fell into deep thought. He held the bamboo chopsticks in his hand and remained silent for a long time.

Finally, it was Gu Dashan who broke the silence, "Xingmo, everyone here is hoping that you can make a difference and escape from the life of foraging in the fields. Don't think too much. It's not too late to take the government examination next year. Let’s study and study more in this extra year!”

Several people thought that Gu Xingmo was regretful because he missed the imperial examination this year, but they never thought that he had changed his mind under his sixteen-year-old appearance.

Gu Xingmo remembered that he was dead. He worked hard for state affairs all his life and eventually died of exhaustion. But who would have expected that when he opened his eyes again, he would see many people who only existed in his dreams, the dean, his master, his classmates... Those familiar faces made him feel dazed, and he just thought he had gone underground, or had done something again. A sweet dream.

He choked and apologized to the dean, hating himself for not being able to save Qianzhu, which made his wife suffer from heartache, and she went there not long after...

Gu Xingmo, who was usually well-groomed and respectful of the ancients, had red eyes at the moment, which made several people present confused. They just thought he had a nightmare and left without thinking much. Those who were reading Reading and practicing calligraphy, the Master was about to correct an article, and the dean left quickly to hide the newly bought calligraphy and paintings...

Originally, Gu Xingmo's bed was surrounded by a crowd of people, but now it suddenly became empty as soon as he woke up. This made him mistakenly think that everyone was unwilling to forgive him, and he became more and more regretful.

Just when he was secretly feeling sad, a child wearing a sapphire blue embroidered gown stood in front of him and asked dissatisfiedly: "I heard that you dreamed that I was dead. Please open your eyes and take a look. I am not a good person." Standing in front of you? Tell me, you hate me so much, you actually cursed me to death in your dream..."

Speaking of being angry, Lu Qianzhu's eyes widened, full of disbelief and condemnation of Gu Xingmo's behavior.

Gu Xingmo looked at him blankly and did not answer, which made Lu Qianzhu feel a little embarrassed. He started to feel shy and said uncomfortably: "Why are you staring at me like this? I know you are beautiful. flowery."

As soon as these words came out, the other two people who lived in the same room as Gu Xingmo also laughed.

Xiao Ziyu put down the book in his hand and smiled without saying a word, while Zhang Xu walked up directly, patted Lu Qianzhu on the shoulder and said: "Four young masters, four big characters, go back and write quickly. You are not allowed to eat until you finish writing." Dinner."

Lu Qianzhu was really angry now, his eyes were as wide as bells, and he asked loudly, "Why!"

"Just because the dean asked us to supervise you, the dean said that we are an academy here, and everyone is a scholar. We must respect etiquette and be as gentle as jade. Well, you are exactly the same as him. You cannot raise a mouth. Shut up, you 'young master, young master' dandy, it's so insulting to gentlemen." Zhang Xu pointed at Gu Xingmo, a standard example of gentleness and jade, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a sense of schadenfreude.

Lu Qianzhu was still unwilling to give up, "Then you can't complain. I don't want to write big characters, and I can't go hungry without dinner, and I don't want to go hungry and write big characters."

But Zhang Xu didn't care. He lowered his head and pretended to read a book, letting Lu Qianzhu beg for mercy pitifully in his ear. Now he asked the little doll to help him beat his back, and now he pinched his ears and nose. This seemed a little bit... enjoy.

Gu Xingmo sat on the bed, looking at this scene, unwilling to close his eyes for a long time. He couldn't remember how many years it had been since it was so lively.