Be serious about having talents and being able to stick to ethics, but not being able to be a human being.

Obviously he himself knew this very well, but although he was in poverty but did not lose his pride, he was unwilling to surrender to himself and cater to others. In this way, Liu Jing's keen eye for knowledge of the hero is particularly precious.

Yan Su was moved by Liu Jing and burst into tears. He was always calm, and at this time he couldn't help but feel the urge to "a scholar died for his confidant."

Liu Jing smiled and said, "Bo Mu is really a person with a temperament."

Seriously consciously rudely, hurriedly covered his face with his sleeves, wiped away his tears, and said, "I think about my own experience, and I have suffered a lot. Now I have finally ended my hardships and I can't help myself. I hope Mr. Liu will not blame me."

Liu Jing shook his head, and when his seriousness calmed down, he asked curiously: "Bo Mu, you are a city prisoner, with a monthly salary of hundreds of rice and two stones. How could you cover the bunch of artemisia at night?"

He hesitated for a moment and replied: "I'm not hiding it to Mr. Liu. My father died early. My mother raised me with great difficulty. In recent years, my mother was sick and my monthly salary was not enough for my mother's medicine. Every day when I was paid, I would leave some rice for my mother to make porridge, and the rest were sold in the market. On weekdays, I would use wheat, beans, etc. to satisfy my hunger." He never told anyone about this. Today, I would be grateful to Liu Jing for his kindness and show it truthfully.

Liu Jing felt very moved and said, "The world is the greatest, and there is nothing too much filial. At that time, Qi Prime Minister Tian Ji refused to accept bribes from his subordinates for a hundred gold coins, but the subordinates advised him to give the money to his mother, but Tian Ji never refused. Faced with his mother's difficult situation of illness, most people would be assured to accept money, and Bo Mu could still stick to his ethics. It was really rare."

He said seriously and seriously: "The Book of Songs says: 'That gentleman is not a slutty man.' My mother often lie on a sick bed, and she teaches her: 'It is not my son to collect unrighteous wealth.' She dare not disobey her."

Liu Jing couldn't help but sigh: "Like mother and Tian Ji's mother, they are both honest and upright virtuous mothers, which is admirable." Tian Ji's mother does not want the ill-gotten wealth her son embezzled, and the serious mother's behavior is the same as hers.

Look at other people's mother, and then think about your stepmother Zhang...

Yan Su couldn't help but smile. He was a filial son. Liu Jing compared his mother to Qi Xiangtian Ji's mother, which was a hundred times happier than praising him.

Liu Jing also said: "The Zuoshi of the city is a food official who receives three hu of rice every month. It costs nearly twice as much as the city prisoner, and hundreds of more money, which may help Bomu's embarrassment."

Liu Jing said nothing, not to say anything else, at least in the end, there is no need to use wheat, beans and other rough rice to fill your hunger every day. As for the quilt, there is no hurry, anyway, there are still several months before winter. He said solemnly: "In the next day, we will do our best to repay Liu Jun's kindness for his support today."

"This is my heart." Liu Jing smiled, "Bo Mu, your appointment will be issued tomorrow, and you can come to the market building directly to take office tomorrow."

Seriously answered his orders, he wished he could take office now, and there was nothing worthy of his nostalgia for the city prison.

Liu Jing nodded, then recruited Xie Liang into the prison room and met Yan Su. Liu Jing said to the two deputys: "Since July, it has been raining and rainy. The weather is rare in the past two days. I will rest and return home tomorrow and post the scriptures. Xie Shi, Yan Shi will give it to you tomorrow. Let him be familiar with the situation of the city building."

Xie Liang nodded and said "No".

Finally, he left seriously with Liu Jing's handwritten book.

He called Liu Zhu in, and Liu Jing took out a string of money from the bamboo box and handed it to him, and ordered: "Wenxiu, go to the market to buy two quilts, one thick, and then send it to Yan Zuoshi's house. If Yan Zuoshi doesn't accept it, you should know what to do." Since you want to win people's hearts, just help them all. Anyway, with his current wealth, he is not short of this little money.

Liu Jing said again: "I bought the remaining money for Zi Jin to buy wine." Ma Zhou is a drunk person who is very addicted to alcohol, and his salary is often insufficient. Recently, Liu Jing has paid for him.

"No." Liu Zhu took the order and left. By the time he returned, it was already closed.

Liu Jing told Xie Liang a few more words, then walked out of the market building with a straw hat and came to a simple animal shed on the side.

"Jun Liu..." Ma Zhou, whose eyebrows were messy and his face was unruly, was extremely gentle at this moment, and he kept stroking a red horse beside him, which was about six feet or one inch tall and red in full. This horse was obviously a good horse from the north. It was extremely rare in Changsha and could not be bought with money.

This horse was originally the beloved horse of his brother Liu Zong. Liu Jing introduced him to a profitable business. Liu Zong had to express that he saw that Liu Jing had a hard time walking to and from the official house every day and that it was inconvenient to return home after rest, so he gave him his beloved horse.

Liu Jing smiled and said, "You are circling around the Chiji every day, and you are not annoyed by it."

A horse is a thousand-mile horse. Chiji was originally one of the eight horses used by King Mu of Zhou to drive. It is said that he can travel thousands of miles a day. This horse is also quite majestic, so it is named Chiji.

Ma Zhou sighed while stroking Chiji, "Jun Liu, when will I have such a good horse?"

Liu Jing asked, "There is no such good horse for the time being. Do you want Nanzhong horse?"

Ma Zhouyi glanced at the black pony with disgust and was only a few feet tall, small and delicate, and cute, and shook his head repeatedly: "This is a boy's horse. A real man will definitely be ridiculed by someone to ride this horse. I don't want it."

Liu Jing smiled and retorted: "Nanzhong, Jiaozhou, and even Jingnan, are there mostly such horses. Could it be that those who ride it are not real men?"

"This..." Ma Zhou looked at the pony and Chi Ji. It was like Dong Shi and Xi Shi standing together, and the contrast was too obvious.

Liu Jing ignored Ma Zhou's entanglement, walked into the horse shed, and said, "I will have a rest tomorrow. Xie Liang has insufficient prestige and will not shock the villains in the city. Please help take care of him more."

Ma Zhou disagreed and said, "Now everyone knows that Liu Jun is in charge of the city. Who dares to be arrogant in the market? Could it be that he is tired of living?"

"Be careful, there is no big mistake." After saying that, Liu Jing wore a hat and skillfully jumped onto the back of Chiji. Chiji had been castrated and had a very docile temperament. He had been riding for almost a month. Both sides had initially established a tacit understanding. He untied the horse rope and tied it with Chiji's reins.

This pony was given to his younger brother Liu He. Last time he returned home, Liu He was envious when he saw him riding a red horse and was obsessed with him for a long time. Liu Jing was not short of money, so this time he bought him a Nanzhong pony. This horse was too short for Ma Zhou, and it was just right for Liu He, who was only eleven years old.

Liu Jing drove the two horses out of the Dongshimen, crossed Linxiang, rushed into the suburbs, and headed straight for the Liu family dock in Longqiu.
Chapter completed!