I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

Thinking about it, he walked around the Yu Palace again, but there was no sign of his unshakable insight anywhere.

Shui Jing was a little strange, his first reaction was to ask Shi Jiu, but just as he took a step, he immediately remembered that Shi Jiu said that every time he came to the door because of Jie Wuyi, he felt a little guilty unconsciously, and simply turned around. Direction, go to Yanque's residence.

Yanque, a girl like a follower, must know Xie Wuyi's whereabouts.

Yanque's residence in the palace is not far from the East Palace. The house is not gorgeous, but the front yard and backyard are very tidy. The small yard in front of the house is full of flowers and plants, and there is a small swing made of vines and wooden boards.

Yanque has been sweet and clever since she was a child, even the king of the country loved her very much after seeing her. At the beginning, he even allocated many palace people to take care of her, and really raised her as a little princess.

But when she was young, she lived a hard life outside the palace for several years. She liked to do everything by herself, and she was not used to being served with clothes and food, so the only one left by her side was Aunt Zhou.

Because her parents died early, she was wiser than ordinary children. She never treated Aunt Zhou like a servant, but respected her own mother.

When Shui Jing arrived, he could see Yanque sitting on the small swing in the courtyard from a distance, with his legs swaying back and forth nonchalantly, but he was holding something in his hand, and was fiddled with it intently with his head down.

She was so focused that she didn't even notice that Shui Jing had landed in the courtyard. Shui Jing smiled helplessly and had to cough lightly. Then she suddenly raised her head. When she saw that it was Shui Jing, she immediately smiled. Get up and call out: "Brother Grand Master!"

Four years have passed, and now Yanque is seven years old, and she is no longer the clingy little doll she was when she was a child, but she has never changed her name to Shui Jing.

Shui Jing has long been used to this weird address, and after listening to it for a long time, he even feels a little kind.

Aunt Zhou in the room heard the voice and hurried to the door to take a look. Before Shui Jing could say hello, she turned around and went back into the room.

After a while, she brought out a cup of hot tea from the room, walked up to the water mirror and handed it over, and said with a cautious smile: "Teacher, drink tea."

Shui Jing couldn't laugh or cry, the little girl Yanque was just shouting, but Aunt Zhou also followed Yanque and called him "Grand Master" because she didn't know how to address her, which inexplicably made Shui Jing feel like an octogenarian .

But after shouting, Shui Jing really didn't know how to correct it, so he took the teacup, nodded and said: "Thank you, Aunt Zhou, don't bother me, I'll leave in a while, just keep busy with your work."

Aunt Zhou didn't leave when she heard the words, apparently she only treated Shui Jing as a polite person, and she still stayed by her side as if she were a guest.

Shui Jing didn't care too much, he had already seen clearly what Yanque was holding in his hand.

It was an abacus, slightly smaller than usual, and seemed to be made of special wood. It was small and light, and it didn't look cumbersome to hold in Yanque's small hands.

Shui Jing asked curiously, "Why are you playing with the abacus?"

When Yanque heard this, he immediately corrected him solemnly: "I'm not playing, I'm practicing."

"Practice?" Shui Jing wondered, "What's the purpose of practicing it?"

Before Yanque could answer, Aunt Zhou explained helplessly from the sidelines: "In the past two years, she was five or six years old. His Highness wanted someone to teach her piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, female red needlework, but she has no interest in those things." But one day I found it interesting to make calculations while keeping accounts, so I begged His Highness to find a accountant for her to teach her how to manage accounts, His Highness really agreed, really..."

She said, shaking her head with a wry smile, seemingly helpless.

Shui Jing didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but instead smiled with interest: "Oh? Then how are you learning now? I'll report some numbers, can you do the math?"

Yanque straightened his calculations and raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "Brother Taishi just let the horse come over."

Without further ado, Shui Jing opened his mouth and reported a series of thousands and hundreds of tens of thousands. Yanque's little hand moved the beads on the abacus nimbly and quickly, almost leaving an afterimage.

After Shui Jing finished reporting, Yan Que raised her head confidently and said, "Sixty-nine thousand seven hundred and eight."

Shui Jing nodded and praised: "Well, not bad."

He actually didn't know what he had reported, he just wanted to see if the little girl would be flustered, but just now he knew that her teasing was definitely not a random trick, but a skillful one to show with ease.

Although Aunt Zhou was very helpless about what Yanque was interested in, she obviously couldn't help but feel relieved for her proficiency like a dog who solved a cow. She gently touched Yanque's head and smiled: "Don't say it, this The girl is really such a material, even the accountant said that she has excellent qualifications, and it has only been less than two years, and she is already boasting that she is better than blue."

Shui Jing raised her eyebrows and nodded, pinched Yan Que's nose and said, "Practice hard, and when your prince elder brother ascends the throne, I'll give you an official to take care of his accounts."

Aunt Zhou was taken aback by the "rebellious" words, and hurriedly looked out of the courtyard nervously, afraid that someone who cared would overhear her through the walls. Still swallowed the words abruptly.

Shui Jing didn't notice Aunt Zhou's reaction, and asked Yanque, "By the way, before I left, did you bring the message that I asked you to convey to Brother Prince?"

Yanque nodded: "Of course."

Hearing her answer so firmly, Shui Jing couldn't help being a little puzzled.

Before he went to Beihai, Xie Wuyi was dealing with the closing matters of Da Sima Song Yuan's bribery case, busy going around to appease the people.Shui Jing didn't bother him, and only asked Yanque to tell him that he would go back to Beihai, which would take about two months.

Shui Jing thought, two months would be enough for him to appease the people, but he was surprised to find that he was not in the palace again when he came back.

Shui Jing asked, "What about others?"

Yanque curled her lips, seemingly not dissatisfied with Xie Wuyi's ecstasy, and said, "Brother Prince has been leaving early and returning late recently, going to that...salt place every day? I don't know if there is anything there to go to every day. .”

When Shui Jing heard it, he immediately understood what Wu Yi was busy with recently.

After the "salt profit sharing" matter was approved by the king last year, Xie Wuyi began to restructure the salt factory. He gave the salt craftsmen in the salt factory two choices, accept the salt profit sharing and get free access to the salt factory. power, or stay out of the salt station and continue to receive the life provided by the court.

At that time, most of the saltworkers chose the former, and were grateful to Xie Wuyi for helping them obtain such preferential treatment, but there were still a small number of saltworkers who were on the sidelines and were unwilling to accept this change immediately.

Now, one year later, those salt artisans who accepted the salt profit share not only lived a free life no different from ordinary people, but also had enough food and clothing because of the generous "salary" of the salt profit share, and settled down in business.

All these were seen in the eyes of the small group of saltsmiths who were watching, and they naturally felt a little yearning in their hearts.

The reason why they refused to change before was because they had long been used to this life of being a frog in a well, and secondly, they were worried that after the change, without the stable supply of the court, their lives might not be as good as before.

At that time, Xie Wuyi knew what they were worried about, so he didn't persuade them much. He knew that facts speak louder than words. Once they saw that those colleagues who chose to share the salt profit lived a good life, they would definitely be tempted by it. There was no need for him to waste his time talking.

Sure enough, now, a year later, those salt craftsmen finally decided to step out of the "golden cage" of the salt house after wavering for a long time, and accept the salt profit sharing instead of the imperial court's supply.

In recent days, Xie Wuyi frequently went out of the palace to go to the Salt House. He must be dealing with this matter. After all, whether the salt craftsmen can freely enter and exit the Salt House is related to whether the art of sea salt purification will be leaked. He needs to make sure that these salt craftsmen are all spontaneous. , and willing to keep secret about the pure technique.

Now that he knew where Jie Wuzhi had gone, Shui Jing didn't intend to wait here, so he greeted Yanque and Aunt Zhou, and then left the palace and headed towards the Yansuo.

Speaking of it, Yudu is also a very unique existence among the capitals of various countries, because it is located on the coast of the South China Sea, so it is not surrounded by walls like other cities. , only a city wall in the north, extending to the foot of the mountains on the east and west sides, enclosing Yudu together with the mountains and the South China Sea.

The Salt Office is located in the southeast corner of the Yu capital, backed by mountains and facing the sea, so it can be regarded as a clean place. After all, when the State of Yu established the Salt Office in the past, it was used as a "prison", so naturally it would not be placed in a bustling city. For people to watch.

Shui Jing traveled all the way to the southeast, the closer to the Yansuo, the more sparsely populated it became. When there was no one around, Shui Jing flew up directly, with his toes on the treetops, and leaped over the dense vegetation under his feet as fast as he was walking on the ground forest.

He wanted to see the unshakable understanding sooner.

This idea has quietly broken out of the bottom of his heart since he saw the fleet in the North Sea, and now it has sprouted and grown wildly everywhere, and the raging vines scratched Shui Jing's entire heart a little uneasy.

Just when he was about to reach the Yansuo, Shui Jing suddenly froze and stopped on a tree branch.

There was a man in the foothills ahead.

The man was walking on the trail at the foot of the mountain with his back facing Shui Jing. Although his clothes were completely different from what he had seen in the past, Shui Jing still recognized the figure at a glance.

Solution without shifting.

Shui Jing was a little puzzled, according to what Yanque said, Xie Wuyi left early and returned late every day, so it stands to reason that it is already evening, and he should have come out of the salt office and walked back to the palace when he appeared here. Why do you turn your back on yourself?

Shui Jing stood on the top of the tree and looked at it for a while, only to realize that Xie Wuyi was not walking, he just stood there motionless, staring at the forest at the foot of the mountain in front of him, as if in a trance.

What is there to see in the woods?

Shui Jing was a little strange, jumped down from the treetops, landed on the winding path, and walked towards the place where Xie Wuyi was standing.

After gradually approaching, Shui Jing heard that there seemed to be someone talking in the forest where Insight Wuyi was watching, not only talking, but also seemed to be able to vaguely hear low-pitched scolding, occasionally mixed with dull chopping sounds.

Shui Jing quickened his pace and got closer, finally seeing the scene in the woods clearly.

There was a cart parked in that forest, with a lot of wood piled up on it, and a few big trees that had just been felled lying in disorder next to it.

A five or six-year-old boy stood among the fallen trees, holding a bowl-shaped object that looked like a rough bird's nest.

A middle-aged man was shirtless, swinging an ax dripping with sweat, cursing and reprimanding the child while chopping down trees, while the child remained silent, staring at the bird's nest in his hand with tears in his eyes.

Shui Jing didn't quite understand what was going on, and he wasn't very interested in delving into it.

What he cares more is that, judging by the distance between him and Xie Wuyi, the sound of his footsteps on the grass is clear enough, he didn't deliberately slow down his steps, because Xie Wuyi's hearing should not be able to hear the sound, But Xie Wuyi still stood there looking at the forest as if he had never heard of it, as if he had been captivated by something in the forest.

So pretty?

Shui Jing felt a little helpless, so he deliberately stepped harder, and trampled on a few dead leaves in the grass, making crackling noises under his feet.

It was only then that Xie Wuyi finally turned around as if he had returned to his soul.

What Xie Wuyi was wearing today was a black robe, which was very different from the apricot yellow that Shui Jing was used to seeing in the past.It will completely cover up Jie Wuyi's former youthful aura, and replace it with a calm and awe-inspiring solemnity.

At this moment, Shui Jing suddenly had a strange feeling - he didn't know the true face of Mount Lu, only because he was in this mountain.

Seeing each other from time to time in the past four years, Shui Jing didn't realize any changes in Xie Wuyi, and now seeing each other after two months, he suddenly realized that the boy from before had grown up quietly at some point.

As Shui Jing approached him, he asked with an incredulous smile, "Have you grown taller?"

As he said that, he came close, stretched out his hand and pulled Xie Wuyi towards his eyes, making him close to his body, raised his hand and stroked the top of his head, only then did he realize that he was not only taller, but now he was so tall. They are all on par with themselves.

"Tsk, sure enough, they are almost the same as me."

Shui Jing sighed with emotion, put down his hand and leaned back a little, distanced himself to look at Xie Wuyi.

Only after looking at it did I realize that the emotions contained in Xie Wuyi's eyes were so complicated that it stunned Shui Jing. It was a look mixed with surprise, longing, pain and struggle, as if these emotions were working on their own. Leading thousands of troops and horses to fight each other in his eyes.

Shui Jing thought that he could not deeply understand all kinds of emotions that often exist in the world, but the moment he met this gaze, he seemed to be caught in the sword, light and sword of those emotions, and his heart was pulled hard.

He was a little caught off guard by the sudden empathy, blinked blankly, forced a smile, and pretended to be relaxed: "What's wrong?"

Xie Wuyi just stared at him non-stop, as if wanting to engrave him into his eyes, the distance between the two of them was so close that the water mirror could almost hear his rapid heartbeat.

The author has something to say:

I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, just because I am in this mountain. ——Su Shi's "Inscription on the West Forest Wall"