Qi Yuanxiu · Self-cultivation

After that incident, it was even harder for Shan Xuechen to see Ji Xiu.

Every time he went to look for Ji Xiu, he was told that Ji Xiu was leaving the mansion and would come back immediately, and when Ji Xiu came back, he was going to teach the students again.

Maybe it was intentional, the timing happened to be staggered, Shan Xuechen could only shake his head, sighing that it was not a coincidence.

Today is Sansheng's birthday, Boya Wenxuan took a day off, Shan Xuechen wanted to use today to find Ji Xiu.

Ji Xiu's room was in the third inner courtyard of the middle courtyard. Shan Xuechen had looked at that courtyard countless times, and he was about to go in today, so he couldn't help being excited, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally stepped into the courtyard.

This is Ji Xiu's living place, Shan Xuechen took a deep breath.

This inner courtyard is not big, because of the winter, the vegetation is all yellow and gray, behind the yellow and gray is a vermilion room, this is Ji Xiu's residence!Shan Xuechen's heart became more and more excited, the place where that person lived for more than ten years... Shan Xuechen's hands began to tremble, and he mustered up the courage to reach out and approach the door knocker...

What if he opened the door?Hello, I'm Shan Xuechen?What if he refused to open the door?Shan Xuechen's heart was beating up and down, never beating so hard...

The door was suddenly opened!

Shan Xuechen was dumbfounded all of a sudden, his hand was hanging in the air, before he could touch it...

Uncle Zhong looked at the petrified Biao Young Master outside the door, and smiled: "Is Xiaobai here to look for the prince today?"

Shan Xuechen blushed like a burning cloud, "Hey."

"My lord has gone out since five o'clock, hehe, you can go earlier next time."

"Ah? Oh... Then, I'm sorry to bother you," Shan Xuechen hurriedly turned his head, but he heard Uncle Zhong say:

"Does Xiaobai want to know your mother's story?"

"..."

"This is the prince's courtyard, and it's also the place where your mother used to come often. Don't you want to see it?"

This temptation was too great, Shan Xuechen turned his head all of a sudden, and Uncle Zhong's words brought back memories of Shan Xuechen.

His mother passed away two years after giving birth to him, and his mother's appearance can hardly be remembered clearly. Uncle Zhong walked in with Shan Xuechen, and Shan Xuechen found that it was a huge room, but rarely The decoration is very empty. I think it used to be prosperous before coming here, but it was dealt with by Ji Xiu later.

Uncle Zhong walked to the window sill, there should have been a dressing table there, and there were some marks on the wall, presumably they were dealt with by Ji Xiu, Uncle Zhong pushed open the window lattice, and the cold and dazzling sunlight came in.

"When Miss Er is at home, no matter how cold it is, she must open this window."

"There used to be plum trees outside the window. She said that the window naturally gave the scenery outside a foundation. Opening the window is equivalent to hanging a picture on the wall. Your mother likes painting and calligraphy to the bone. It seems that this talent is also sufficient. passed it on to you."

The plum blossom also seemed to be dead.

"Second Miss likes to draw pictures. Every time I draw a picture, I have to ask my sister to compose a poem."

"Missy is a strange woman," Uncle Zhong walked to the desk, "Missy doesn't like to be a female worker, she likes to read books, especially history. If she were a man, she would have already won the number one prize. Missy is very talented. The export is done."

"The eldest miss and the second miss have a very good relationship. The eldest miss is only one year older than the second miss. You probably don't know it. In fact, the one who was supposed to be sent to the palace back then should be your mother. The eldest miss understands that life in the palace is very difficult. I couldn't bear to see my sister being bullied, so I begged hard in front of the old prince to let me enter the palace instead of my sister, even at the cost of death, if the old prince can't survive this eldest daughter, I will allow it."

Shan Xuechen remained silent, full of doubts in his heart.

Uncle Zhong didn't pay attention to the point of his words at all, and continued: "I didn't expect that a few years later, the Dongyang case would happen, and later, I don't know where the eldest lady offended the emperor, and the emperor sent her mother and son— "

"Bang!" The door was slammed open.

Ji Xiu glanced coldly at the room, his gaze passed over Shan Xuechen, wondering if he had heard the conversation just now, and said, "Uncle Zhong, we have a guest here."

A man emerged from behind Ji Xiu. This man's complexion was more snowy, with a pair of red phoenix eyes on his face, the corners of his eyes were upturned, and the tip of his eyebrows was a little bloody with cinnabar.

When Uncle Zhong saw this young master, his expression was not very good-looking, but he still said respectfully: "Has the lord made new friends?"

"No, his name is Lianshi, and he was sent by the parents of the Ju family, saying that he was useful to me."

Uncle Zhong's forehead wrinkled deeper and deeper.

"Uncle Zhong, find a place for him to settle down."

Lianshi looked at Pan Shenghui, she was really a great beauty, she was not polite, said: "I want to live in a place with water."

The only lake in Jinyang Prince's Mansion is in the south courtyard, and the south courtyard is Shan Xuechen's residence.

Ji Xiu said: "Then you should stay with me, my place is more spacious and convenient," then ignored Uncle Zhong's surprise, and went straight into the back room.

Lian Shi glanced at the two of them, and followed them in.

Shan Xuechen trembled involuntarily, his face was frighteningly pale, and the cold sweat on his head formed layer upon layer, like the leaves of boxwood trees in late autumn.

"Uncle Zhong...some things...excuse me," Shan Xuechen said incoherently, his heart was broken, his feet were weak but he still insisted on leaving this nightmare place step by step.

A young man, a man who serves in Israel.

It's not like he hasn't seen it.

Some people are tired of women, so they want to know what men are like. Those men are often more seductive than women...

Ji Xiu brought a little girl back...

He suddenly felt that he was almost out of breath, and his whole body seemed to be drowning in water.Shan Xuechen leaned his whole body on the rockery. He really didn't have any extra strength to take another step. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but unexpectedly, he trembled even more. He leaned against the rockery and slowly sat down. Curl your body into a ball, as if you don't feel so sad this way.

But, I'm still so sad...

So sad, so sad, so sad...

It was as if something that belonged to me was taken away by someone else.

The arrival of Mr. Lianshi surprised everyone in the mansion, but no one said anything.

Gao Bing was also polite to Mr. Lianshi.

Hearing Ji Xiu talk about Lianshi's origin, he couldn't figure out the intention of Ju Mingzhi. There have been young men since ancient times. There is no distinction between men and women in prostitution.Lianshi plays the piano well, so she spends more time in that yard, or lazily lying on the imperial concubine's couch, like a precious cat, pampered.

"Don't you care about idlers?"

"How do you know he's an idler?"

Gao Bing smiled. I am afraid that Ji Xiu will be tricked by that villain Ju Mingzhi now. He looked back and forth at that Lianshi, but he didn't see anything unique. He thought it was just Ju Mingzhi mischief.

Gao Bing joked: "That son is a beautiful woman, why don't you enjoy it?"

Ji Xiu was a little gloomy, and said, "I don't like him."

Gao Bing did not speak, and after a while slowly said: "Enjoying and liking are two different things."

Ji Xiu stopped talking.

Gao Bing suddenly realized something, and stared at Ji Xiu with fear on his face: "You can't..."

Ji Xiu knew what he was questioning, but he didn't respond positively. He just interrupted and said: "Emotion is a troublesome thing. If everything in the incident can be measured by quantity, that would be great, so as to minimize the damage and expand the benefits to the greatest extent." maximize."

Gao Bing suddenly felt that he had encountered the biggest joke in the world. This usually unsmiling Lord Yan turned out to be a boy chicken. Calculating the yin, the emotional aspect is a blank sheet of paper. Gao Bing also knew that he would go to the Ningxiang Pavilion, but he never thought that this prince would be an honest gentleman. People made fun of him, but Ji Xiu didn't care at all, he didn't want to argue with him, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

Before he could step away, he heard the fox-faced Taoist priest say abruptly: "Then what kind of emotion do you have for Xiaobai?"

Ji Xiu was silent.

How do you feel about Xiaobai?

What kind of feeling is that?

That person is different from others, and he knows it.

That person was a terrifying person, Ji Xiu finally understood why he deliberately avoided Shan Xuechen, because he was afraid.

The first time he saw him was at the chaotic booth in Yinshui. Ji Xiu didn't care about the grass-like person at all. Later, when he returned to Jinyang, he wanted to kill him more than once, because every time he saw him a training Yousu's heart would panic without warning, Ji Xiu looked down on such a self, he suddenly felt afraid.

But Ji Xiu is a very entangled person. While avoiding, but at the same time eager to know more about him, he avoids him and dare not have any contact with him, but he tries to get a lot of news about him every day , I know what books he reads, what he taught in class, and what friends he has, but whenever this person approaches, he will avoid him from a distance. That person will explode if he stays for a second longer.

Those three words of Shan Xuechen had already entered into his bones silently, this kind of feeling had never happened before, and Ji Xiu felt extremely ashamed.

Gao Bing didn't expose him, and changed the subject: "I heard that one of your hidden guards also fell in love with someone."

Gao Bing was talking about Ran Xiaohan, of course.

Gao Bing's impression of the hidden guard was Ji Xiu's second, equally unsmiling, but compared to Ji Xiu, that dark guard was less vicious and just cold.

"If you like it, you like it, what do you want me to do?"

Gao Bing kept his mouth shut, Ji Xiu had a stubborn mouth and couldn't bring it up, so he continued to casually say: "Lord Wang has been gone for a long time."

Mr. Wang, of course it is Wang Jian.Wang Jian was sent to Yingtai by Ji Xiu, and he made a magic stick to deal with those old officials. It is said that those old officials respected this Master Wang, and they had the best food and clothing.

"He'll be back the day after tomorrow."

Gao Bing saw that he drew a 'concave' shape, "Tomorrow is a day, aren't you a bit arrogant?"

"It's almost ready." Bo Fengting has been missing for a few days, and if he drags on, there will inevitably be suspicions there. Ju Mingzhi sent a letter a few days ago, and everything is going smoothly according to plan. He has lost power, and he has some criminal evidence of those old ministers in hand. If he drags on, he is afraid that God will not help him.

For this day, Ji Xiu has paved the way for more than ten years.

So when Uncle Zhong came to report out of breath, "When I visited Prince Jinyang with my lord and the Ju family's parents," Ji Xiu knew that the east wind was coming.

In February of the same year, the thirteen censors jointly wrote a letter to impeach Chen Rong and Chen Rong for their enclosure and system overreach.The next day, the parents of the Ju family paid a visit to King Jinyang, feeling deeply that the situation was over, regretted it unceasingly, confessed the private letters between the Ju family and Rong Chen, confessed the crimes of the Ju family, and expressed their willingness to accept punishment. be held accountable.

Rong and Chen were imprisoned and put in Jinyang Prison.

"I said, brother, these two newcomers have a lot of background."

"You have some good eyesight." The prison chief drank the wine in the bowl in one breath, "These two are important people, and we have to take good care of them as they have been told by their superiors."

The prison chief glanced at the back room: "These two can be regarded as calm, and they didn't make a fuss or shout after they came in, and no one in the family said that they were accommodating. Hey, generally this kind of people, either absolutely Dead, or absolutely impossible to die."

The jailer hurriedly poured wine on the head of the cell: "Brother, how do you judge whether it is absolutely dead or absolutely impossible to die?"

"Well, according to the situation, those who come here to visit the prison by all means will definitely not die. If they must die, then the tone of the higher authorities must be very tight. How can it be our turn to drink here?" The cell leader took a deep breath. The burning knife was burning hot in his stomach, and he let go of his courage, "I said which class are you from? Are you new here? Why haven't I seen you?"

The jailer smiled and said, "That is, the villain is new."

The cell leader felt that countless stars were popping out of his eyes, his ears were starting to lose his hearing, his head was groggy, and he passed out on the table after a while.

Seeing that the cell head had fallen, the jailer took out the key from the cell head's waist, walked through the cells, and stopped in front of the bottom one.

Chen Gelao opened his eyes and looked at this person.

Huiyang still had that calm expression, "I'll take the second elder out."

Huiyang opened the door with a click while talking.

Chen Ge got up quickly.

Suddenly, Elder Rongge laughed loudly.

Huiyang whispered: "Master Rong, it's time for us to go home."

Elder Rongge opened his eyes at this time, but there was endless sadness in his eyes, and he looked at Huiyang meaningfully: "Why didn't I think of that?" Elder Rongge's eyes were shining, looking at Huiyang's young Face, why didn't I think of it?

"Master Rong, if Huiyang has something that dissatisfies you, you can punish him as much as you want after returning home. This is not a place to talk," Huiyang knelt down on one knee, "Please let the master get out of prison!"

Old Chen Ge was noncommittal.

"Defense by day and night, but it's hard to guard against house thieves."

"The king of Jinyang locked us up for some trivial matter, and it was just a one-way lockup. There is no major relationship. He will not kill us. But at this time, you are here, what do you mean?"

"You have been with me since you were a child. I don't believe it. You can't understand the current layout on the chessboard, but you came here at this time to take us away. Leave? Where are you going? This is too suspicious."

"Once people leave, the King of Jinyang has sufficient reasons to post arrest warrants throughout the city, but I'm afraid I'll be killed by you before I'm caught by the King of Jinyang."

Huiyang stood up, with a very calm face, "Mr. Ge, please go home."

"Please do it right away," Rong Ge closed his eyes, "You are not patient, I know that."

Seeing that the two elders were so decisive, Huiyang had no choice but to draw out the weapon from his waist.

When Rongge was old, he laughed loudly: "I, Rong Shiqi, have been upright all my life, and I have never harmed anyone. Whether my merits or demerits are right or wrong, the king of Hades below will judge by himself!"

"I'm sorry!" As he spoke, someone approached Rong Ge's neck...

"Ding--"

There was a crisp sound of sharp weapons colliding.

No, someone came in!

But then came thicker smoke, the smoke was too heavy, and when the smoke cleared, the cell was empty.

Oh shit!Let the old stuff go!

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