accomplice

Because of the agreement, Zuo Ji couldn't go out, so after thinking about it all night, he decided to write a book, please come here for a while drunk.

However, after all, the last time I treated someone like this, how should I write to show that I am aware of my mistakes, humble and sincere.

He asked the servant to take the paper and pen, and thought about it at the water pavilion. Finally, he asked the boy who made tea for him: "I said, how do you write your apology letters here?"

After hearing the question, the servant looked up at him, and finally shook his head.

"Then one of you will send it to me after I finish writing it. Is there always this operation?"

operate?

The boy frowned in confusion, not understanding.

But think about it, he said "give it away", the boy nodded.

"...That's fine."

but……

How to write it?

He doesn't understand their classical Chinese.

Zuo Ji bit his pen and thought about it for a long time, and decided to let it go.

"...I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, it's all my fault..."

With a swipe of the pen, I wrote these big characters, and then found that such a large piece of paper couldn't fit it.

Moreover, it was written very ugly.

He picked it up to dry and shake it, looking at it even made him feel disgusted.

No.

He simply discarded it and moved on to the next one.

Soon, the water pavilion was covered with papers.

Mo Jia wanted to find Li Xi, passed by here, picked up one, picked it up and looked at it, and walked into the water pavilion with clustered eyebrows.

Zuo Ji felt someone, and looked up from the paper. Mo Jia looked at his face, a little stunned, and asked, "How did you make it like this?"

Zuo Ji's face, hands, arms, and clothes were all dirty.

The boy smiled childishly and said, "He can't read."

As soon as these words came out, Zuo Ji was surprised.

"So you're not dumb?"

When Zuo Ji said this, the servant's smile disappeared, and he quickly lowered his head and continued to drink his own water.

Mo Jia looked at the thing in his hand and frowned. Finally, he shook his head and left.

Mo Jia went to Li Xi and put this thing on Li Xi's desk.

When Li Xi saw it, he was a little puzzled.

"what is this?"

"Written by Zuo Ji."

Li Xi picked it up and took a closer look. Except for the word "No", everything else was black.

He smiled and didn't care.

He asked Mo Jia, "How did the inquiry go?"

"My master asked someone to pretend to meet by chance, and tested Mr. Lu. The answer he gave was that he hadn't seen anyone there during this time."

Li Xi didn't make a sound after listening.

Seeing his attitude, Mo Jia said to him, "Why are you so sure it must be him?"

"If it were you, how would you choose Jiangshan and beauties?"

Li Xi raised his eyes coldly: "You know, if you choose the right one, there will be more beauties, but if you choose the wrong one, you will lose your life."

This Mo Jia couldn't refute, his brows were furrowed.

At the end, he asked Li Xi: "Then what are we doing now?"

Li Xi didn't answer, but asked him in turn: "We two, who do you think he trusts more?"

On this side, Zuo Ji sneezed loudly.

Rubbing his nose, Zuo Ji wondered if Mo Jia and Li Xi were discussing him behind his back again?

Letter, he did not continue to write.

Because he was starting to feel a little redundant.

Now, all his thoughts are on the young man sitting in front of him.

Taking a small water spoon to tease the boy in front of him, he showed his dimples and two rows of white teeth, smiled "kindly", and said, "Shall we chat?"

The boy didn't dare to pay attention to him.

Watch the nose with the eyes, the mouth with the nose, and the heart with the mouth, and concentrate on blending your own tea.

Zuo Ji didn't intend to let him go, got up and changed seats, and sat next to him: "Let's talk, let's talk about your third master."

"What do you want to know?"

Zuo Ji opened his mouth when he heard it, and was about to ask, but suddenly realized that this was not said by the servant.

He turned around and found Li Xi standing behind him with his hands behind his back.

Li Xi smiled and asked, "What do you want to know?"

I really complied with the sentence: Don't talk about people during the day, and don't worship God at night.

Zuo Ji was embarrassed and said, "Just ask how old you are, how many brothers you have in your family, and what you do for a living."

"Why? Asking so carefully..." Li Xi bent down and lowered his head, whispering in his ear: "Did you see me?"

Zuo Ji shielded his chest with both hands, nervously: "You think beautifully."

Li Xi was amused by him.

Going to the side and sitting down, Li Xi took the tea that the servant made for him, took a sip, and said to Zuo Ji who also sat back and sat opposite him: "Well, I'm twenty-three, and there are three brothers in my family. , the eldest is in business, the second is an official, as for me..."

Li Xi smiled again and said, "Because I have been weak since I was a child, I only care about keeping in good health and don't do anything."

"You are weak?" Zuo Ji pointed at him, not agreeing: "Then I am not a useless person?"

Hearing what Zuo Ji said, Li Xi was delighted.

Li Xi asked him in turn: "What about you?"

"I?"

This really stumped him.

He just came to report for duty not long ago, so he didn't know where his door was facing.

"I……"

He was in a dilemma, and said to Li Xi: "Didn't you say that I am an orphan? That's right."

"is it?"

"Yes!"

Zuo Ji nodded, in order to convince Li Xi, he added: "Otherwise, how could he be reduced to a place like Yuanyuan?"

Li Xi smiled slightly, took another sip of tea, and finally said: "This tea is not hot enough."

The boy who was boiling the water listened to his words and raised his eyebrows.

Seeing Li Xi's boring look, Zuo Ji knew that he felt that he was not telling the truth.

But he really doesn't know his origin.

I wanted to ask Zhuozui, but I was tied up here again by the 300 taels, and I couldn't get out at all.

Zuo Ji became more and more curious about his life experience.

He intuitively felt that Li Xi knew more than him, but if he asked Li Xi, he would definitely not be able to ask anything.

Thinking about how to meet Zhuozui, Li Xi suddenly said to him: "I'm going out tomorrow."

"Ok?"

Zuo Ji raised his head, thinking about it, staring at his eyes.

"and then?"

"Then you stay at home obediently and wait for me to come back."

Li Xi approached him: "Don't go out secretly."

"How could it be?" Zuo Ji immediately promised, slapping his thigh: "Don't worry!"

Mo Jia, who was eavesdropping outside the water pavilion, laughed when he heard this.

Sure enough, as he expected.

The next day, as soon as Li Xi went out, Zuo Ji started acting like a demon.

As for the letter, Zuo Ji couldn't handle it.

So, Zuo Ji decided to go to the meeting in person for a while to get drunk.

I'm so sorry, it's easy to say anything, isn't it?

But he doesn't know the way.

So, he still took an envelope, filled it with a blank sheet of paper, handed it to a servant, and asked the servant to deliver it, and then he sneaked out through the back door and followed behind.

It all went well.

So as soon as he arrived at Yuanyuan, he stopped the servant and sent him back.

It's not yet business hours for Yuanyuan, so it's eerily quiet inside.

Zuo Ji looked around, walked in, and suddenly heard a sentence above his head: "Hey, where is the white-eyed wolf from?"

He looked up and saw that he was drunk, and the joy immediately blossomed.

He ran up quickly and threw himself in front of Zhuo Zui, who smiled obsequiously.

Zhuozui shook his fan, cast a disdainful glance at Zuo Ji, and wanted to go downstairs, but didn't want Zuo Ji to throw himself on him and howl loudly, scaring him greatly.

"Drunk~ Do you know~" Zuo Ji clings to him and "cries bitterly": "I'm almost separated from you forever~~~~~~~"

"Wait, wait, wait..."

"Do you know how scared I was at that time~~~~~~~~" Zuo Ji tugged at his clothes and howled, "I almost couldn't see you~~~~~~~~~"

"Let's go, let's go..."

Seeing that his clothes were about to be torn off by Zuo Ji, he was so drunk that he tried his best to snatch them back, but he couldn't get them back, so he gritted his teeth and wanted to kick him, but he dodged it.

I was startled when I was drunk.

I saw that Zuo Ji looked at him pitifully: "Jiuzui, don't you want me?"

I was so angry when I was drunk.

"Did you forget what you did to me?"

"That's what Li Xi forced me to do!" Zuo Ji squinted his mouth, his eyes glistened, "Didn't I send you away for your safety?"

"Is that so?!"

"Of course!" Facing Juzui's gnashing of teeth stare, he didn't feel guilty at all, and swore to the sky: "What kind of friendship do we have, how could I harm you."

"Look, today, while the bad guy Li is not at home, I'll come back to see you right away."

Speaking of which, Zuo Ji grabbed his arm and flattered him: "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

He's shameless, there's really nothing he can do about getting drunk.

Squinting at him, this face, this sweet smile, even though he knows he is a rascal, who can resist it.

Zuozui waved his fan, fluttering the fire in his heart: "Forget it, forget it."

When Zuo Ji heard this, he even smiled.

"Is Li Xi not at home?" Zuozui asked him as he went downstairs.

"correct."

"Then how many days do you plan to come back to stay?"

"Go back and forth on the same day." Zuo Ji followed him downstairs and said, "I still need to earn his 300 taels."

"300 taels?" After listening to the drunkenness, he frowned and turned around.

Zuo Ji didn't stop, and continued to go downstairs around him, saying: "Jiuzui, how long have I been here, have you counted it?"

"I haven't counted, what's wrong?"

The two came to a table and sat down, and the servants in Yuanyuan brought them snacks and tea.

"I'll test you." Zuo Ji asked him with a mysterious face, shrugging his eyebrows, "What's my real name?"

Zhuozui felt that he was asking a strange question, and said, "It's called Zuo Ji."

"Then where am I from?"

"I don't know that."

do not know?

Zuo Ji frowned and asked.

"Then how old am I?"

"Are you asking me this?" Zhuo Zui asked him back.

"Why don't you know anything?" Zuo Ji frowned and looked him up: "You don't happen to know how I got here, do you?"

With drunken eyebrows and question marks all over his face, he looked at Zuo Ji impatiently: "What's going on with you today?"

Zuo Ji was depressed.

Even he himself hasn't figured it out yet, so how can he explain it to Zhuozui.

"Then..." Zuo Ji thought about it and asked, "Is my room still there?"

"What do you mean, based on our relationship, am I such a ruthless person? Could it be that I threw your things out and gave the room to someone else as soon as you left?"

Zuo Ji felt relieved and nodded: "That's good, that's good..."

"I... go up to get two pieces of clothes." Zuo Ji pointed his index finger upstairs, and ran up the stairs impatiently.

After getting drunk and asking three questions, he expected to find a clue in the room.

It's a pity that after rummaging through boxes and cabinets for a long time, in the end, there was nothing useful except for a blue gauze handkerchief from a paperweight.

Such gains did not satisfy him.

He looked around again, but there was nothing else.

But why put such a piece of yarn in a paperweight?

He picked it up and looked at the gauze. There was nothing special about it except for some irregular scratches.

He couldn't figure it out and went downstairs.

Seeing Zhuo Zui was busy ordering people to deal with the opening of the market tonight, but he didn't bother him, and left without saying hello.

What exactly is this drawing?

Along the way, he held a gauze and looked at it repeatedly.

Just as he was thinking, he was suddenly bumped by a child who came out of nowhere.

The child bumped into him, and one of them fell unsteadily and sat on the ground crying loudly. He panicked, quickly put away the gauze, squatted down and stretched out his hands to hug the child, but suddenly a person appeared beside him and pushed it away. He clamped the child's arm with his hands, turned around and threw the child out.

The child was thrown six or seven meters away, rolled on the ground twice, and did not move.

Unable to believe the atrocities he saw in front of him, Zuo Ji was dumbfounded, stood up, looked at Li Xi beside him, and shouted: "What are you doing?!"

As soon as the words fell, a grin came into his ears.

When he turned his face, the child stood up staggeringly like a tattered puppet, and when he raised his head, he was so frightened that he took several steps back.

It was the face of a child with a large chunk of flesh missing.

Probably because of being thrown out just now and rubbing his face on the rocky ground, a large piece of face was torn from the eye socket to the ear.

The blood-red flesh just hung on his face.

What was torn apart revealed skin that was even shriveled than the surface.

Coupled with the other party's gloomy eyes, it looks very scary and weird.

The man grinned grimly, and with a sharp but slightly hoarse voice, he said, "I have heard that Li Xi, the youngest son of the late General Li Zhen, was born with a weak constitution and was unable to serve the country. Seeing him today, it is better to be famous than to meet him." , it seems that the rumors are wrong..."

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