For the next week, Sun Mo's life was uneventful. He gradually became familiar with the identity of this game character.
His name was also Sun Mo, and he had passed the examination at the age of 20. Right now, he was a teacher in the county school. He came from a poor family and had a wife who was his childhood sweetheart.
The two of them were very affectionate toward each other. Other than teaching, Sun Mo would return home to revise his books. He was preparing to head to the capital two years later to take the imperial examination and become a scholar.
Sun Mo sat by the window and stared at the gloomy moonlight, feeling a little distracted. He wondered what the conditions to clear this stage were.
The background of the game character was too simple, causing Sun Mo to be unable to find any clues.
"Should we help the Song Dynasty prosper or overthrow it?"
Sun Mo drank a mouthful of tea.
The country he was in now was also called the Song Kingdom. However, the emperor's surname was not Zhao, and the country had not declined to the point where the people had no way to make a living.
Using the history of the Hua Family as an analogy, the Song Kingdom still had at least thirty to forty years left.
"Sir, it's getting late. You still have classes tomorrow. Why don't you rest early?"
Mei Niang was urging her again.
"You sleep first!"
Sun Mo felt a headache. He was a gentleman, so sharing a bed with his wife every day was the greatest torture to him. After all, the wife in the game wasn't as beautiful as An Xinhui and Mei Ziyu, but she was also a perfect 7. Moreover, the most important thing was that she was gentle and virtuous. Sun Mo was the main priority in everything.
One could say that Mother Mei's daily life revolved around Sun Mo. In order to let him eat and sleep well every day, she put in a lot of effort.
"If this goes on, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it in!"
Sun Mo drew in a deep breath and was hugged by Mother Mei from behind.
"Sir, did I do something wrong? Why have you been so troubled these past few days? "
There was fear in Mei Niang's voice.
"Don't think too much about it. It's a matter in the county school. It's not going well."
Sun Mo lied.
"If the official doesn't like it, then don't go. At most, I'll make a few more embroidery every month."
Mei Niang's heart ached for her husband. She hugged him tighter and pressed her cheek against his back.
"…"
Sensing Mother Mei's love, Sun Mo suddenly felt a little addicted to this game.
"Sir, the water is getting cold. Come and wash your feet!"
Mei Niang pulled Sun Mo to the side of the bed and got him to sit down. After that, she took off his shoes and socks and soaked his feet in a wooden basin, helping him to wash them.
His wife's small hands were tender and smooth, making him intoxicated.
…
Sun Mo decided to act. No matter what, he had to find An Xinhui and the others first. Hence, he decided to continue copying books.
Even though this was a game world, Sun Mo still believed that 'Dream of the Red Chamber' could sell like hotcakes.
After all, the reason why classics could be passed down to the present day meant that they had a charm that could last for a long time and be popular in any era.
In the school, the children were reading the Three Character Classic while Sun Mo was writing 'Dream of the Red Chamber'. Since he didn't leave, the students didn't dare to slack off. All of them looked at Sun Mo with resentment in their eyes.
"Brother Sun, Brother Sun, something happened to your wife!"
An Elementary Scholar, who was on good terms with him and had drunk with him twice, rushed in and shouted anxiously.
Sun Mo panicked and stood up. "Brother Wang, what's wrong with my wife?"
"I'm not sure either. It was your Uncle Yan who sent the letter!"
Elementary Scholar Wang urged, "Quickly go and take a look!"
Uncle Yan was a helper Sun Mo had found after he passed the imperial examinations. He was in charge of some miscellaneous matters in the house. Other than that, there were no other servants.
The moment Sun Mo went out, Uncle Yan started to cry and complain.
"Old Master, something bad has happened!"
It turned out that Mei Niang had gone out to buy a few new Shu embroidery patterns. Who knew that she would bump into Pang Jili, a famous spoiled brat in this county.
Mei Niang was teased. In her struggle, in order to maintain her chastity, she stabbed Pang Jili with a hairpin and even scratched her face.
"What?"
Sun Mo was shocked. As he ran home, he asked, "Is Mei Niang's injury serious?"
"Mei Niang's injury isn't serious, and neither is Pang Jili's. However, it'll be troublesome to offend the Pang Clan."
Uncle Yan felt a headache.
Pang Jili was the youngest son that Imperial Tutor Pang doted on the most. This time around, he had returned home to pay respects to his ancestors. In less than a month, he had become the great devil of the county and had already harmed many young ladies.
Sun Mo rushed home and saw many people surrounding the entrance, whispering to each other. Their gazes were filled with sympathy when they looked at him.
After offending that spoiled brat, the Sun Clan was finished.
"Mei Niang!"
Sun Mo rushed into the house.
A few neighbors were chatting with Mei Niang.
"Sir!"
Upon seeing Sun Mo, Mei Niang's tears flowed down uncontrollably. "I've caused trouble for you."
"Don't say that!"
Sun Mo hugged Mei Niang. There was a bloodstain on the left side of her face that was about six meters long. It could be said that her face was disfigured, and this made him even more furious.
"Sun Clan's Dalang, quickly think of a solution. That little devil isn't someone who would suffer a loss."
"That's right, why don't we hide in the countryside for a few days?"
"Quickly go!"
An auntie next door kindly reminded him.
"Dalang? What the hell is this? It's so inauspicious! "
Sun Mo frowned, but he knew that this was the habit of the people of Song Nation.
Upon hearing the severity of the auntie's words, Mei Niang felt even more afraid.
"Let's go to the yamen to complain first!"
Sun Mo got up and prepared to write a complaint.
"Sun Clan's Dalang, you are really muddle-headed. Pang Jili's grandfather is the current imperial tutor. How would our county magistrate dare to accept your complaint?"
An auntie lamented. This Sun Dalang must have gone crazy from studying too much.
"I know!"
What if it was useful?
However, before Sun Mo could finish writing the complaint, a constable came knocking.
"Instructor Sun, we are here on the orders of the county magistrate to arrest the criminal who injured Pang Jili!"
The middle-aged constable went straight to the point.
Sun Mo's countenance immediately turned black. Wasn't this revenge a little too fast? He immediately went up and took out two pieces of silver from his pocket, secretly passing them to the constable. "I'll go with you!"
Upon hearing this, Mei Niang grew anxious.
"Sir!"
Mei Niang pounced over and pulled Sun Mo's arm. "No!"
"Be good, listen to me. I'll be back soon!"
Sun Mo smiled.
"This..."
The constable frowned.
"I believe the constable uncle also understands what the situation is like. I'll go with you to meet the county magistrate!"
Sun Mo spoke.
The constable hesitated.
"If you help Pang Jili, you won't be able to earn anything. And no matter what, I'm a high scholar and am only 20 years old this year. Even if I become a scholar ten years later, I'll only be 30 years old."
Sun Mo lowered his voice and analyzed the pros and cons. From the surface, he seemed to be saying that he had a bright future ahead of him. If you help me now, I'll definitely repay you in the future. However, there was also a hidden meaning in his words. If you force me now, I'll definitely repay you a hundredfold in the future.
"Instructor Sun, let's go!"
The constable uncle very quickly made a decision. It was better not to offend a 20-year-old high scholar. In any case, the person they were arresting was a criminal. At most, they could drag things out for a few days and arrest him again when the situation was clear.
"Instructor Sun, what's the matter? Hurry up and use it! This time around, your wife is in big trouble! "
The constable uncle reminded.
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