The Nameless of the Common Clans

"Aweng, uncle, is he the county magistrate?" After Uncle Yang led everyone away, Chen Mo looked at Li Zheng in surprise.

For a long time, I had only heard that Li Zheng had two sons, but they rarely came back and the time they came back every year was very small. Who would have thought that those two sons turned out to be big shots.

For rural people like them, the county magistrate is the most important figure.

"Yes, the county magistrate..." Li Zheng touched Chen Mo's head and sighed, with a bit of desolation in his expression: "I used to be the county magistrate in the past~"

"Ah~?" Chen Mo looked at Li Zheng in shock. Such a big shot had always been hidden beside him. No wonder Li Zheng from all over the country and even the three elders in the village were quite polite to Li Zheng.

"Go back. This time Mo'er has made great contributions. Please wait a moment and I will see how to reward him." Li Zheng looked at Chen Mo and said with a smile.

"I didn't do anything. Uncle Yang and the others captured the thief." Chen Mo was a little embarrassed to be praised.

"You, Uncle Yang, and the others certainly have merit, but when facing the enemy, you can see through the opponent's intentions, use retreat to advance, and seize the opportunity. If the culprit's plan is exposed, you can remain calm in the face of danger, and explain the root of the problem, so that we and others can avoid it." To prevent a disaster, your contribution is comparable They are big." Li Zheng looked at Chen Mo carefully and said with a smile: "Mo'er, there are as many brave people in this world as stars, but there are very few people who are brave and resourceful in the face of danger. This world will be in chaos. , maybe you will do something good in the future.”

Of course, this is just a possibility. There are actually more talents who die young in this world.

Chen Mo's young mind automatically ignored the word "maybe". He narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and saluted Li Zheng: "Ah Weng, the matter is over. Mother is definitely worried about me. I'll go first." Go back."

Li Zheng patted Chen Mo on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I heard that you are learning from your mother?"

"Yes." Chen Mo nodded. He had almost learned the Analects of Confucius. He could not recite it backwards, but if he recited it straight on, there would be no problem.

"There is a copy of Mencius here. Take it and study it. If you have any questions, you can ask me." Li Zheng went back to the room. When he came out, he already had a bamboo slip in his hand and handed it to Chen Mo. : "How about a reward for you?"

"This..." Chen Mo stretched out his little hand tremblingly to catch the bamboo slip. For a moment, he felt like he was in a dream, his mind went blank, and his breathing became rapid. After a long time, he said: "Aweng, this is too It’s expensive.”

Having said that, the hand holding the bamboo slip was tightly clenched. Books are definitely precious items that only a few people can hold in this era. It is not an exaggeration to say that a book is worth thousands of gold, and even a thousand gold may not be able to exchange it. One volume came, but now it is given.

"Then you make a copy." Li Zheng said with a smile.

"Thank you, Aweng." Chen Mo was not disappointed when he heard this. It was such a heavy gift. To be honest, he was a little panicked. Although it was troublesome to copy it, Chen Mo felt more accepting of it.

"Go and go home quickly." Li Zheng looked at Chen Mo who wanted to suppress his emotions but couldn't, which was a little funny.

"Mo'er farewell." Chen Mo bowed respectfully to Li Zheng, then left with his parcel on his back and the bamboo slips in both hands.

On the way home, Chen Mo had the urge to sing loudly. If he hadn't been carrying cargo on his back, he would have done some somersaults to vent his excitement.

When I got home, the first person to be greeted was Heizi, who ran around Chen Mo excitedly. The chickens in the yard had returned to their nests. In more than two months, Heizi had grown several sizes. Being at Chen Mo's feet is quite important.

Chen's mother heard the noise and walked out of the house. She looked at Chen Mo playing with Heizi and said with a smile, "Why are you back so late today?"

Chen Mo originally wanted to tell his mother what happened on the road, but thinking of everyone's previous agreement, he finally held back and showed his mother the bamboo slip in his hand: "Mother, what do you think this is?"

"Mencius?" Mother Chen took the bamboo slip, opened it, looked at the densely packed inscriptions, and looked at Chen Mo with some surprise: "Where did this thing come from?"

"It was a gift from Aweng, who promised to let me make a copy." Chen Mo said with a proud smile. After finishing studying the Analects, he was still thinking about what to learn next. His mother seemed to be able to remember not much. Giving himself a copy of Mencius was more meaningful to Chen Mo than giving him money and food.

"Li Zheng?" Mother Chen looked at Chen Mo doubtfully. Generally speaking, not to mention Li Zheng, even the three elders in each township may not have these things.

"Exactly." Chen Mo nodded and said excitedly: "Mother, did you know that Aweng's son is the county magistrate."

Chen's mother was stunned when she heard this. She had almost no contact with Li Zheng on weekdays, and she didn't worry about Li Zheng's family affairs. Now that she heard this, she suddenly realized that Li Zheng's family was from a noble family or a poor family, and it was not enough to have books at home. It was surprising, but even so, being able to take out the book and let Chen Mo write it also represented the importance Li Zheng attached to Chen Mo.

"Tomorrow I will kill two chickens at home and go with my mother to pay homage to Lizheng." After thinking about this, Chen's mother said immediately.

It’s okay for Chen Mo to be ignorant, but as a mother, he has to be sensible. Even if Chen Mo is allowed to write it, the favor is not small. With this book, the Chen family can pass it down from generation to generation. The family may be able to produce a county magistrate or county official. For the Chen family, this is not just a book, but also a support!

"Yes." Chen Mo nodded fiercely when he heard this. He also felt that it was time to thank Lizheng. His mother's words were exactly what he wanted.

"My son has been busy all day and is tired. Eat quickly and go to rest." Chen's mother looked at her son and smiled.

"Okay!" Chen Mo agreed, walked to the table, knelt down, and ate the meal his mother prepared for him. He had been busy all day and had not eaten anything at noon because of those people's affairs. He was too excited before, so he didn't feel hungry. Now that he returned home, his emotions gradually calmed down, but he felt hungry, so he picked up the bowl and ate.

Late at night, before falling asleep, Chen Mo was about to worship the gods, but found that the information in his mind had changed.

Name: Chen Mo

Number: 12

Luck: 15

Money: 813 five-zhu coins

Life skills: Farming lv7, manure production lv6, memory lv4, calligraphy lv5, body building lv5, bewitching lv1

Combat skills: stick fighting lv5, archery lv5

Commander skills: None

Can be opened: Dream training camp

Nothing else has changed much, but the number of fate and luck have increased a little. The most important thing is that there seems to be something more. What is the training camp?

When Chen Mo focused on this dream training camp, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell asleep on the couch in this kneeling posture...