Qi Yuanxiu · Self-cultivation

Zhenyuan Prefecture

The first year in Zhenyuan is also considered a major festival, Zhenyuan general Yu Xiaoqing rarely goes back to the house, the family sits together and enjoys it happily.

Sitting next to General Yu is Mrs. Yu, sitting on the left is the general's eldest son Yu Guanyue, and on the left is the new imperial concubine Han Pei.

The general's family banquet was richer than before, but not too extravagant. There were four dishes and one soup, braised deer tail in braised sauce, cured beef, vegetarian lamb with lumps, roasted radish with honey sauce, as well as sweet yam for dessert and yellow rice for staple food.

"Tsk tsk, it's extravagant," Yu Xiaoqing sighed, looking at the fresh meat on the table.

"Could it be that you have to plan and calculate carefully during the festival?" Yu's face was displeased.

Yu Xiaoqing had few days at home, and her son has not been found yet, so it is natural for Yu to be unhappy.

Han Pei picked up the wine and said: "Today is the first year, and it is also a rare day for the whole family to reunite. The festive season is rare. The daughter-in-law toasts her father-in-law and mother-in-law, hoping that there will be a present every year."

"Hmph," Mrs. Yu answered lightly, but didn't even look at the daughter-in-law.

Seeing her like this, Yu Xiaoqing's expression twitched, but she didn't attack, so she asked Shi Zifei with a smile: "Is Shi Zifei used to living in the mansion recently?"

"Everything is fine in the mansion, so I'm used to it."

"Is there not enough food and clothing?"

"There is enough food and clothing."

"That's good. If there is anything that the concubine is lacking, just ask Mr. Accountant." Yu Xiaoqing said this without any intention, but the listener intended it. Upon hearing this, Yu's face changed suddenly.

"The general said it as if I was mean to my daughter-in-law."

Yu Guanyue grabbed Han Pei's hand under the table!

"...Eat!" Yu Xiaoqing was silent for a long time, spit out two words, and did not intend to go on with the theory.

There was a dead silence at the dinner table, the four of them had their own concerns and only cared about serving food.

"Father," Han Pei said, "When I was at home, besides the female workers, I asked my mother to learn abacus. When I added it to Yongzhou later, I brought the abacus with me. If possible, I hope I can get it. With my father's permission, follow the accountant to manage the internal accounts."

Yu Xiaoqing smiled, revealing deep decree lines: "Your mother's abacus is very good, since you have inherited your mother, you naturally have a good plan, and the Crown Princess is willing to bend her knees to help my family, which is naturally very welcome. "

"Then thank you father."

Mrs. Yu said slowly: "Okay, Shi Zifei is so sensible, I think it is a blessing to come to my Zhenyuan Mansion, and to have such a capable daughter-in-law, I think it will not be long before I, an old man, can abdicate and give way to a virtuous person."

Yu Guanyue's hands were trembling slightly.

"Nonsense!" Yu Xiaoqing finally couldn't help it, and dropped the bowl and chopsticks, "How long are you going to make a fuss? It's fine if I tolerate you! Why do you even bully your children!"

Han Pei sneered inwardly, but on the face he showed sincerity and fear: "Father calm down, my daughter-in-law did something wrong just now, and my mother misunderstood you. My mother, my daughter-in-law will apologize to you right now," said while preparing to kneel down.

Yu Guanyue, who had been silent all this time, knelt down first, and gestured for Han Pei to sit down.

Han Pei's heart softened.

"My lord, what are you doing!" Yu Xiaoqing's tone was already filled with anger.

"Hmph!" Yu Shi didn't appreciate it.

Yu Xiaoqing sternly said: "Starting from today, the Yu family will be taken care of by the concubine, the concubine. Madam has misbehavior, so she will close the door for a month and think about her mistakes."

Upon hearing this, Yu immediately became anxious, "The general is so biased..."

"I still have some things to do in the barracks, so I'll go back to Yangguan first." When Yu Xiaoqing left, he didn't even look at the house.

Yu Guanli didn't come back, the first year of the year ended dismal, the family failed to make a family, Yu's family was helped down by the maid next to him, Han Pei frowned, and sat next to Yu Guanyue, the son of Guanyue sighed, I don't know, this How difficult will it be in the future?

Jinyang

In the first few days of the first year, it is rare to have free time. Liu Shusheng made dim sum and put a plate full of it. There are red and green ones, which are very beautiful. People ate a little casually, but they didn't enjoy the delicious food. In the evening, Mr. Gao and Mr. Wang came out of the study with tired faces.

Ji Xiu didn't come out for a long time.

Shan Xuechen stood outside the door with a small box of hibiscus cake, hesitating whether to go in or not.

He wanted to go in, but he didn't dare to go in, so he lay on the window sill and looked around. The meeting hall was originally prepared for the crown prince, but Ji Xiu made it the meeting hall, the base of the royal party, and Ji Xiu's simple aesthetic attitude was also followed inside. It's empty and lonely.

Ji Xiu is very careful when doing things.

Shan Xuechen couldn't see Ji Xiu anyway.

"What are you doing?" A voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Shan Xuechen was taken aback, it wasn't Ji Xiu!There was no sound during Ji Xiu's movement. Shan Xuechen was always an idiot when it came to voyeurism and anti-peeping. Ji Xiu wore a black robe and still looked indifferent.

But Shan Xuechen still plucked up the courage to lift Liu Shusheng's hibiscus cake to him, "Try it..."

Ji Xiu quickly knocked off the piece of snack with a slap, which was regarded as a response.

Shan Xuechen was not as at a loss as before, and quickly picked it up, "Don't waste food."

Ji Xiu was speechless.

Sometimes, it is a good way to face those deep-skinned people. "Really, it's really delicious," Shan Xuechen held up the pastry again and carefully looked at Ji Xiu.

Ji Xiu remained silent.

He was almost a head taller than the white eater, and from such a close distance, the white eater looked up at him with an innocent face.This white eater, named Baichan, besides being good at drawing fake pictures, is also a broken sleeve, stupid and stupid, and has no power to restrain a chicken. There are probably tens of thousands of such nerds in the whole continent. How did such a person come here? Jinyang?

At the beginning, it was because of Wang Jian. Wang Jian tried his best to protect this man and begged him to save his life. Wang Jian was a talented person. He saved him for Wang Jian's sake. Later, he returned to Jinyang and forced this man to die. Back together, he felt that this person was strange, so stupid, but managed to blend in with the people around him. He thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

He suddenly remembered the last time, the two of them crossed half of the city in half-silence. This nerd said something that made people laugh and cry. He didn't even need to think for a second, and the words inevitably bullied him. Nerds will say that words that don't go through the brain should be instinct.Could it be that this is the so-called human heart?Abandoning the tricks, I let others see my heart, so I can't understand?There is no need for existence without the strategy.

"You can leave tomorrow."

Shan Xuechen felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his ears rang for a while, and the sound of howling wind came from his ears, passing from his right ear to his left ear, raging in the Tianling Cap, and it was about to explode.

"I said you go."

Finally, it exploded with a bang.

Ningxiang Pavilion

"My lord hasn't seen me for a long time."

Ji Xiu didn't make a sound.

"Young master is always so cruel and heartless," Hongyu said with a smile, adjusted the piano, and plucked it lightly with her slender fingers. The tune was still "The Fisherman" from that night, sad and bitter, inseparable.

She didn't know the identity of this guest. When she was bullied by bullies three years ago, this person saved her. From now on, no one would dare to bully her in this Ningxiang Pavilion.Every time this person comes, he just sits quietly and listens to the music, does nothing else, and leaves when he has heard enough. Play the strings, play the tune, entertain others and yourself.

What a heartless person, Hongyu looked at the guest with a smile.

This guest could be seen to be a person of high status, with three schools and nine streams, and Hongyu grew up in the big dye vat of a brothel, so she knew what kind of person he was.This guest is extremely cold, but it's not absolute, otherwise how could he have saved himself at that moment?He is not very old, and according to his seniority, he should be called a younger brother, but such a young man has developed such a temper, which is a bit scary. Hongyu knows how to measure, and does not talk too much.

Hongyu smiled, Koudan's vermilion lips were slightly upturned, and she finished playing the song.

This person did not leave as usual.

Hongyu followed the man's gaze, but it was a painting hanging on the wall.

"Master, do you like that painting?"

Ji Xiu shook his head, turned around and wanted to leave, but stopped, and rarely opened his mouth:

"In the future, don't buy the painting of Mr. Liuchu, it's fake."

Hongyu chuckled lightly: "Young master, how do you know it's a fake?"

"I asked someone to imitate it," Ji Xiu said without hesitation, and then said after a pause, "There will be no more in the future."

Hongyu smiled slightly, and said, "Young Master, you must have taken a big joke."

Ji Xiu approached the painting, touching the texture of the paper.

Hongyu went to a place, pulled out a scroll from the scroll jar, untied it, and laid it flat on the table.

"This one was given to me by a guest a year ago. He is a friend of the Shan family. That painting was made by Mr. Liuchu he begged for." Hongyu put the two paintings together. The old one is Qiushan Ye Yu, the new one is fishing in the cold river, and the sign is stamped with the little stamp of Mr. Liu.

"Can you spot the difference, sir?"

Ji Xiu walked around the table, he was not interested in these.

"It's no different at all," Hongyu said, "I also have some research on calligraphy and painting. Master Liuchu studied under Mr. Yuan Shan, and Mr. Yuanshan splashed ink and strokes, but Master Liuchu likes to use small brushes to decorate carefully. Although the techniques are different, However, Mr. Yuanshan’s taste and artistic conception have been passed on to this apprentice, and the aesthetics of these paintings is extremely high, which can only be produced by elegant literati.”

I can't see that the counterfeiter still has two brushes, which is quite elegant.

"Master Liu Chu likes small pens, and it's also related to his own situation. When his mother gave birth to him, he had fetal gas, and his bones are thinner than ordinary people. The pen is also thinner than ordinary people. When turning," Hong Yu pointed to a place on the painting, "Because the strength is not enough, there will always be more ink left. If you compare the two paintings, you will find that these details are exactly the same. Different people paint because of different habits and different methods. Personality, each painting has a strong personal temper."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"These paintings are definitely produced by Mr. Liu Chu. Since you say they are fakes, you might as well ask the little brother who faked them to come out and have a look. In today's world, if the fakes can be as accurate as the originals, then I am afraid it is a god. There are no two flowers in the world. The exact same flowers can be distinguished by the twins, not to mention calligraphy and paintings, each painting has its own temper, and these calligraphy and paintings are all made by the same person."

Ji Xiu's temples were throbbing with pain.

"Unexpectedly, the son of the Shan family from the legendary Jinzhou came to Jinyang..."

Ji Xiu's face became more and more gloomy.

"Young Master Shan's right arm was injured in his childhood, and his bones and joints are softer than ordinary people..."

Ji Xiu performed lightness kung fu directly and jumped from the top floor of Ningxiang Hall.

The anger stretched all the way to the sky, and even the moon hid in the clouds in fear.

Hongyu leaned against the bed, watching the man disappear into a dot, she thought of him as a younger brother in her heart, there were some things that others would lie to him, but she would never, although she didn't know what was going on, but Hongyu Yu faintly felt that something big was about to happen.

There is no Amitabha in the south, there is no Amitabha in the south.

Shan Xuechen's complexion was very bad.

Knowing that Ji Xiu was willing to let him go, Wang Jian finally let go of the stone in his heart. Everyone was reluctant to let Xiaobai leave, but there was no way. Jinyang is really not a place suitable for living and working in peace.

The luggage has been packed and we will leave tomorrow morning.

Shan Xuechen soaked in the bathtub, full of thoughts.

It has only been more than a month since he escaped from Jinzhou, and he escaped from that house through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and almost died.Later, he met Daoist Wang and was rescued, but he was taken to Jinyang by the king of Hades.When I arrived in Jinyang, I met the amiable Mr. He Minhe, the storyteller with a sharp mouth and bean curd heart, the warm butler, the accountant Liu who shook his head like a rattle... and Ji Xiu.

Later he found out that his mother was the second daughter of King Jinyang, that cold-faced Yan Wang Ye, who was also his uncle...

Because the bright-winged Kunpeng cup was beaten severely, that uncle never had a good face to anyone, his face was always so cold, it seemed that it was always snowing in his heart, and there was no trace of human smoke.Shan Xuechen's tears dripped into the water in big drops, why is he so unkind?So cold?He cautiously approached the King of Hades, but it had little effect. In Ji Xiu's eyes, there was darkness, like a deep sea, without anyone.

Naturally, without him.

Shan Xuechen's tears fell down.

Now he began to understand a little bit about the matter with the lord and Mr. Orange, that feeling was too uncomfortable, some things were ready to come out but had to be pressed back, that person himself hadn't changed a little because of himself from the beginning to the end.

It turns out that Ji Xiu was right, I am really a broken sleeve...

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a bucket of water mixed with ice and snow poured down.

Before he could react, Shan Xuechen was forced into the water several times, a large amount of cold, piercing water was pressed into the lung cavity, and the unbearable pain came wave after wave, just when he was about to lose consciousness , he was lifted out of the water and thrown heavily onto the cold floor.

Shan Xuechen was trembling all over.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, one/silk/not/hanging.

Others came after hearing the news.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

The author has something to say: I am really speechless about sensitive words