Qi Yuanxiu · Self-cultivation

After the age of 11, Hemin stopped living at home. It was not until Jixiu inherited the throne two years ago that he moved from the Jinyang Palace back to Xijiaomin Lane. Xijiaomin Lane is a lodging place specially prepared for officials. distance.

Tachibana Mingzhi at this time is no longer the poor little boy he was when he was a child. He is vicious and will reply to those who bully him with the dirtiest words. He calculates that the people around him have long been far away from him. Life is far more difficult than the life of a normal child. Life has taught this orange family to grow up in the cruelest way.

He lives on the fringes, with a kind nature, no one likes him, and his heart is full of inferiority complex and helplessness.He is afraid of loneliness, yearns for warmth, and hopes to get this rare charity from others—caring.But because he was afraid of being hurt, he put on a mask again and again. This mask is so thick, but so vulnerable.

Ju Mingzhi certainly wouldn’t recognize Brother Min who was 18 years ago. More than ten years ago, I heard from the nanny next door that the son of He family was brought back to the mansion by the old King Jin and would never return to this slum, little Ah Zhi Cried all night.When I saw this He Min again, he had already become a well-known aide to the King of Jinyang.Ju Mingzhi knew that the old brother Min no longer belonged to him.Then there is the exchange of fasting, one back and one, no one owes anyone.

In this story, everyone is a loser.

Ji Xiu definitely knew about the proton of the Ju family, but he didn't know the details of He Min and the proton. Min has been silent about this.

Ju Mingzhi still lives in Prince Consort Lane. After the old servant passed away, he didn’t arrange a new one for him. After He Min became a servant, Ji Xiu assigned him Xijiaomin Lane, which was closer to the palace, and summoned him. will be there.So the family moved back to the countryside, and the next door was always vacant.An alley was deserted and dark, with few lights.

As soon as Ju Mingzhi pushed the door open, he saw a person standing inside the door.

Young Master Ju said: "The majestic Prince Jin broke into a famous house privately, and if it spreads, he is not afraid of being laughed at by others."

"A joke is better than no one laughs," Ji Xiu said, "Mr. Orange is safe."

"Is there anything good or bad? I'm just a storyteller, so naturally I'm not as expensive as Wang Ye Jingui."

"After such a long time, you have grown up a lot, and your mouth has become more vicious."

"Compared with the prince's heart, I am willing to bow down."

"Ah," Ji Xiu agreed with his statement, but he didn't mind, and changed the topic: "I think that as a prince, I can't compare with He Minhe after all."

Xu Ming only put down the object in his hand, "What do you want to say?"

"The head of the Ju family, Ben Wang, hasn't come to visit since he took office. I'm really ashamed, and I'm sorry to the Ju family. Okay, I have something else to do, so I'll see you sometime." Ji Xiu walked slowly to the door. Funny, no wonder you have so many fans."

Ju Mingzhi didn't say a word, and watched the Lord of Hell's departure.

Ji Xiu is a terrifying person, cold to the bone, icy to the heart, snakes are much warmer than this person.This is the second time he has come into contact with Ji Xiu. The first time was at the funeral of the old King Jin. The rumored new prince has a solemn face, with a mature and stable face that does not match his age. He is not at all what a teenager should be. Some expressions are terrifying.Compared with the kind and honest old prince, he doesn't like this new prince from the bottom of his heart.I haven't seen him for a few years, but this Prince Jinyang is logically unfathomable. He has a hunch that this kind of visit will not be the last time. That annoying prince who admires the prince definitely has a purpose in his studies.

Shan Xuechen lay on the bed for 7 days before getting out of bed.

This Mr. Bai didn't dare to wander around in the mansion, so he locked the area to the east courtyard - there was a big pond over there, although it was untended and very ugly, but writing poems in front of this pond, Yiyi Love is still possible.

What Shan Xuechen didn't know was that this place used to be the place where the old concubine worshiped the Buddha. It was in a desolate place surrounded by Taihu Lake stones, but the pool was clean. Presumably it was running water. It connected to the river below. It didn't matter if he walked around. When I saw a person, that person was only wearing a jacket, with loose hair, and his back was turned to him.

Shan Xuechen's stink of making good friends came back again.

"Brother take the liberty."

The man was motionless.

Unexpectedly, the door was shut down, and Shan Xuechen was embarrassed to go.Jinyang Palace is really as weird as this prince, when the weather is not good enough to come out in single clothes, not to mention, this is Jinyang which is located in the north.

Shan Xuechen has a strong talent in making friends, and he has a thick skin, and he said unyieldingly: "My humble Baichan, may I ask your surname?"

The man didn't move.

He must be dead. Thinking of this, Shan Xuechen got goosebumps all over his body, but he continued with a stern expression: "Sir, you should put on your clothes, this palace is sparsely populated, I'm afraid there will be no one in the back if it freezes." In charge, Prince Jinyang is a very small person, and he won’t ask for medicine when he’s sick.”

The man was as motionless as a statue.

Shan Xuechen made fun of himself, "Then...then I'll take my leave!"

After Shan Xuechen walked away, the man opened his eyes.

The auto repairer didn't go to the front hall today. Today is the day of meditation. After buttoning the last button, he hid the dagger at his waist in the wide cuff, raised his hand, and saw dozens of scabbed wounds on his wrist , Yinyin revealing red, obviously drawn recently, this problem is more and more.

Is that person mentally ill?Ji Xiu couldn't help thinking.Long-winded and naive, why is he not afraid that I will kill him.I regretted a little, why didn't I kill him just now.

When Shan Xuechen entered the house, Wang Jian happened to be going out.

"Wang Daoist."

"Well, have you eaten yet?"

"No."

"Oh," Wang Jian obviously didn't want to invite him to dinner, so he prepared to go out after a word of coping.Turning around suddenly, he seemed to think of something:

"Let's go, Pindao will take you to have a massage."

"Ah... oh... uh..."

"Ah what? Tsk, let you go!"

Wang Jian took Shan Xuechen to Lailai Zhai.

The city layout of Jinyang is quite ancient, and it pays attention to the unity of man and nature. In Jinyang City, there are 25 streets interlaced from east to west, north and south, which divide the city into [-] squares, which correspond to the [-] gods. One hundred and eight stars.Thirteen houses are arranged in the north and south, which symbolizes the leap in a year.

Aside from Jinyang's harsh climate, the city's geographical location is good. The terrain is dominated by plains, and the overall terrain decreases from northwest to southeast. Outside the city, to the northwest is the famous Langshan Mountain, and there are a few hilly areas in the central and eastern parts.Jinyang Palace is located in the middle of the city, facing south, with Xichuan running through the city.

Most of the East City where the palace is located are the residences of nobles and dignitaries. Therefore, in the city, "treasures from all directions are accumulated", and the West City is mostly the residences of ordinary people. It is the main industrial and commercial area and the center of economic activities in Jinyang City. Moisturizing Jinyang from west to east, West City also has the famous Fire Temple and Earth Palace, as well as the largest gathering in the city.

Wang Jian took him to the West Market.

Near the city gate, there was a bustling group of people, those people were squatting on a small horse, with their hands in their sleeves, they were all quietly listening to the gentleman on the stage.The gentleman on the stage was very young, still childish, with a pointed face, but a pair of light brown eyes, wearing a square scarf on his head, and a plain shirt, but his eyes revealed a hint of cunning.

"...The weather in March, everything is revived, Qinchuan green willows are lined up for eight hundred miles, and the scenery is picturesque. At this time, along the avenue came a

personal.This person looks really different. He is about eight feet tall, with sloping shoulders and two big crane legs.

Purple goat liver, small eyes, hooked nose, water chestnut mouth.The most conspicuous and special thing is that there are two white eyebrows!

Big teeth, black teeth roots, the corners of the eyes are drooping, and the corners of the mouth are upturned. If you don't pay attention, you look like a hanged ghost.This person,

He wears a soft-bottomed hexagonal scarf on his head, pulls three-pointed arrowroot leaves upside down on the top beam door, and puts green pompoms on his temples. He wears blue all over his body.

Hanging soap, wearing a Wufusi Luan belt around the waist, wearing a gold silk big ring sword under the left rib, and holding a paper folding fan in his hand..."

It tells the story of the white-browed hero, which is really wonderful.

"If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down!" Then there was a snap of Xingmu.The crowd began to disperse sparsely.

Bravo!Shan Xuechen's eyes were filled with gold stars!This is much more exciting than just reading those popular novels!This man is a talent!

In the thinking of Mr. Shan, there is no one in the world who cannot be friends with. For those strange people, it is absolutely necessary to make friends.Therefore, when Ju Mingzhi closed the store, this presumptuous guest appeared in front of him with a bow.

Wang Jian was very pleased.

"Come back tomorrow, today is over."

Shan Xuechen said: "This bow is for Mr."

Tangerine Mingzhi thought that he had encountered another stubborn [-], rolled his eyes in his heart, but said politely on his face: "Accept."

"Can you tell me a little bit, sir?"

"No need!" This man is really a two hundred and five!

"My surname is Bai and my name is Baichan."

"Idiot?" Mingzhi Tachibana was suddenly amused.

"Bai Chan," was teased, but Shan Xuechen still replied respectfully.

"You're with him, right?" Mingzhi Tachibana pointed to Daoist Wang who was pretending to be dozing off from the beginning to the end.

"Uh...you can say the same."

"Hmph!" Tachibana snorted coldly, "If that's the case, then I'll take my leave, thank you for your support!" Then he left without looking back, leaving Shan Xuechen with a confused look on his face.

It wasn't the first day that Wang Jian came here. That person was Shun Auto Repair, but the reason for coming here was nothing more than thinking, let Wei Auto Repair do things, you really don't know what to do, why should you do things for him?He stole my elder brother Min, what else is he thinking?

Shan Xuechen felt as if he had been splashed with cold water.

By coincidence, Wang Jian woke up, stretched his waist, let out a breath, as if nothing had happened, and patted Shan Xuechen on the shoulder: "Go, I'll take you to have a massage."

Along the way, Shan Xuechen didn't say a word.

Wang Jian knew what he was thinking. When he went to the west building on the moon, there were hawkers pushing carts selling wontons on the street. The two sat at a stall and ordered two bowls of wontons.

"Come on, Xiaobai, let's eat first."

Shan Xuechen sat far away from him.

"Cooking fragrant rice in another house, Xun Xin does not come in..." The Taoist pretended to be relaxed and hummed a song, wheezing, and after a while, the bottom of a bowl of chaos was seen.

Shan Xuechen remained motionless.

"If you don't eat it, I'll eat it," Wang Jian stretched out his hand to take the bowl in front of Shan Xuechen.Puffing, puffing, and after a while, our Taoist Wang let out a contented belch, which made the girl who sells flower silk in front of me roll her eyes.

"Then let's go back, ah."

Shan Xuechen couldn't get up.

Wang Jian thought to himself, well, this has consumed me.You said that you were bullied like that by the King of Jinyang before, and you didn't see you wasting time with him, so you just got into trouble with my great benefactor because of a storyteller. Isn't this pure white-eyed wolf and heartless.

"Angry?" Wang Jian said with a smile, "Isn't it just a storyteller? He doesn't want to give him face. It's not worth being angry for this kind of person. Is Xiaobai hungry? Do you want me to order you a bowl of noodles?"

Shan Xuechen finally straightened up, and strode forward.

"Oh, Xiaobai! The money hasn't been paid yet! Wait for me..."

Shan Xuechen did not speak to the priest for three days.

Wang Jian finally understood why Mr. Shan was so angry.For Mr. Shan, making friends is the most important thing in life, especially for talented people, he can't wait to be brothers born from the same mother's womb, hey, that's the virtue!It deserves to be sold by others!

Shen Xuechen felt that the storyteller ignored him because of Wang Jian, and it would have been fine if he had said he didn't know Wang Jian at that time.

So Wang Jian went to Prince Consort Lane for the last time.

"why is it you again?"

"not welcome?"

"Well, you have self-knowledge."

Wang Jian stretched out his hand and wiped the table with his fingertips, "There is a lot of dust, it seems that the servants didn't clean it properly."

There were only two old people serving the proton of the Ju family. Those two old people had passed away for many years. Ji Xiu pretended not to know, so he didn't send a new servant to the proton.

"The parents of the Ju family are really eloquent," Wang Jian continued, "It's a pity that this tongue is buried in the bookstall."

"Master Wang is flattering you."

"Don't flatter me, don't flatter me, Mr. Xu, have you ever considered defecting to Jinyang Mansion?"

"No."

"Tsk."

"He De and He Neng can get into the eyes of Jinyang Mansion."

"That's right, a good guy like He Min almost knelt down to you and you refused to forgive him. It seems that this bad boy's reputation is not in vain."

"What does it have to do with him?"

"Old Daoist, I also sincerely invite you to come out of the mountain, otherwise I won't have half a month to come here. Anyway, Mr. Orange probably refuses, but there are some things I think I should tell you. Ji Xiu didn't Let me tell you, it was Jinyang who rescued Shizhong's family back then, and He Min planned to give his life to Jinyang. He has his ambitions and his destiny. Ji Xiu is too shady. Seriously, do you think that if you follow Jinxiong, I can't guarantee what will happen to me in the future, and naturally I can't guarantee what will happen to He Ming in the future."

"If you want to protect him, the only way is to enter Jinyang Mansion and use your strength to manage the development of the matter, so that you can negotiate with Ji Xiu in the future."

"Why should I protect him?!"

"A dead duck with a stubborn mouth, hehe! I've said everything I should and shouldn't say. Think about it for yourself. I'll be waiting for you at Prince Jin's Mansion anytime."

When Wang Jian walked out of Prince Consort Lane, the night was already dark, and the moon was shining brightly in the sky. Something was about to change.

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