beg for chivalry

As the night falls, the heavy rocks lie dormant in the dark night, and the crescent moon shuttles slowly among the thin clouds like veil, leaving a light imprint like frost in the courtyard.

There was no sound in the backyard of the Jin Mansion, and the door of the firewood room was closed and tightly covered.

But after a while, there was only a slight click sound, and the small brass key turned slightly in the lock hole, opening the door.

Hearing this sound, Wang Xiaoyuan hurriedly turned over from the pile of firewood, but accidentally touched the bruise all over his body, and could not help but let out a low cry of pain.Ever since he went out today and saw Jinwu being thrown by the children with stones, he was so depressed that he went behind his master's back to teach those children who threw stones today a lesson.

But the injury on his body was not caused by the children, but after he was severely reprimanded by Jin Zhen after returning home.When the two of them returned to the mansion, Jin Zhen saw Jin Wu standing outside the door with his head down, the blood on his head could not be covered with the sleeve cloth, and was still bleeding gurglingly.The old man couldn't help frowning, shouted angrily, picked up the broom at hand, and beat Wang Xiaoyuan who had smuggled the Golden Crow outside the mansion.

Wang Xiaoyuan suffered a lot this time.He beat those gossiping children neatly, but Jin Zhen beat him so hard that he couldn't fight back, his whole body seemed to be loosened, and there were endless aches and pains.After being beaten up by Jin Zhen, he was thrown into this small firewood room again, suffering from hunger and cold, and it was difficult to live close together.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyuan heard a soft knock on the door, and looked up with difficulty, only to see a small head poking out from between the door under the moonlight.

He thought it was the rest of the servants who brought him food, but he didn't expect it to be Jinwu.

Jin Wu poked his head out and asked in a low voice into the firewood room:

"Didn't sleep?"

Wang Xiaoyuan bared his teeth and said, "I was beaten up by your grandfather just now, and the wound still hurts."

"You...you'll be fine if you don't leave." Jinwu carefully pushed open the door of the firewood room, and moved his body in through the gap.Only then did Wang Xiaoyuan see clearly that the wound on his forehead had been replaced with a new fine cloth, and the blood no longer oozes.Under the slightly curled hair, a pair of bright green hairdos fluttered nervously.Not only that, he was holding a lacquer food box and a bundle of small quilts in his hands.

"Why should I leave? I'm a servant in your mansion. If I run away, I won't be able to get the wages you gave me." Wang Xiaoyuan asked strangely, but saw that Jinwu had already walked over and put the food box on the table. On the ground, and pushed it in front of his eyes, I couldn't help being surprised again, "Master, this... is this for me?"

"It's not for you, who else could it be for?" Jinwu said angrily, "You haven't used your dinner yet, eat it quickly, I'm still waiting to send your food box back!"

This master actually delivered food to one of his servants, Wang Xiaoyuan was terrified, held the wooden box with both hands, and solemnly opened the lid, almost bowed and knocked nine times.There are several oil cakes, small bowls of meat soup and dried crispy fruits in the box. Although they don't look like many, they seem to have been carefully selected.Wang Xiaoyuan's belly was empty, so he couldn't wait to reach out and grab the pancake, stuff it into his mouth and start chewing.

"Hmph, you're always clamoring for me to pay you, I don't even know what you do in the mansion!" Jin Wu said angrily.

Wang Xiaoyuan chewed the cake, pointed his fingers and said: "I obviously did a lot, collecting firewood, chopping firewood, carrying water, cooking... and catching the rice chickens that escaped..."

The young master snorted coldly and ignored him.Wang Xiaoyuan was eating crumbs all over his body, but he saw that Jinwu had already got down on his stomach, spread out the quilt on the ground, carefully arranged the corners of the quilt, and sat down.Surprised, Wang Xiaoyuan moved his puffy cheeks and asked, "Master, what are you going to do?"

Just now when Jin Wu came into the room with the quilt in his arms, he faintly felt that something was wrong.Now the ominous scene has come true.

Jin Wu glanced at him, then quickly turned his head, "I..."

After a moment of silence, the Golden Crow shouted ferociously: "...I will sleep here tonight!"

The oil cake in his mouth almost fell off, Wang Xiaoyuan said in surprise: "But...but it's dark and cold here, if it wasn't for your grandpa to punish me, I wouldn't have come here."

He couldn't help being a little worried about Jinwu, after all, he was a pampered and pampered young master on weekdays, and he had already become rough and thick in the wicked ditch, even if he was asked to sleep in the thorn bushes, it didn't matter.

Jin Wu looked at the quilt spread on the floor, and said: "I used to be punished by Grandpa too, he always beat me up for being poor in appearance, not practicing sword diligently, and threw me here every two days, I used to sleep early here gone."

Wang Xiaoyuan nodded in a daze, and put away the clean food box.He picked up hay from the corner of the woodshed and spread it on the ground, while listening to what Jin Wu said.

"Actually, I feel very at ease here." Jinwu buried his head in a thick quilt and said, "It's quiet, and no one will beat me or reprimand me. Except that there are no lamps, this place is much better than my empty bedroom."

The moonlight came in through the small window, and the light and cool silver glow added some chill to the firewood house. The vertical and horizontal firewood cast huge shadows on the earth wall, moving slowly like ghosts.Wang Xiaoyuan only felt that the scenery in front of him was extremely terrifying, but Jinwu said that this place is safe, it's really weird.

After laying the hay, Wang Xiaoyuan lay down and closed his eyes.He was a little embarrassed, he didn't know what to say to answer the young master's words, and he made up his mind: just keep your mouth shut and sleep straight for a night.

But when he quietly opened his eyes, he saw Jinwu looking at him angrily.

"Hey, are you listening to me?"

"...Yes, yes." Wang Xiaoyuan said in a daze.

Jin Wu sat under the quilt, lifted a corner of the thick quilt, and patted his side vigorously:

"Then come here for me."

"Come... come here?" Wang Xiaoyuan's teeth chattered unceasingly.What kind of trap is this?Jin Wu wanted to deceive himself, so that he could bite him to death?He remembered that when he confessed to Jinwu today, he poured out all his bad thoughts and ugly thoughts to Jinwu, and he must have offended the master.If he walked over, Jinwu would strangle him tightly under the quilt until he foamed at the mouth, and then passed away.

"You just cover the quilt with a layer of hay at night, isn't it cold? It's thin and ventilated everywhere." Jinwu muttered, "Anyway, I took a lot of effort to move the quilt here, and it's not white or white." He repeated heavily He patted his side and shouted ferociously, "What are you dawdling about, come here quickly!"

Wang Xiaoyuan couldn't help trembling when he thought of his fangs and sharp mouth.He walked over stiffly, lifted the quilt, and fell asleep stiffly like a piece of iron, with his hands pressed against his legs, and his legs kicked straight.

The quilt was very soft, and it became warm after a while when it was covered, but Wang Xiaoyuan was sharing the bed with Jinwu at this time, and the warm touch from the clothes made his heart almost jump out of his throat.

Jin Wu lay beside him, dissatisfied: "Why are you shaking, isn't it warm enough?"

"I...I..." Wang Xiaoyuan said, "I'm afraid you... will bite me."

It was fine if he didn't say anything, as soon as the words came out, Jinwu rushed forward.Wang Xiaoyuan flinched, but suddenly felt that he was hugged.Jin Wu hugged him, with his arms around his back, his body was warm, like a small stove in his arms.

Wang Xiaoyuan trembled slightly, Jinwu hugged him too tightly, pressing on the bruise on his back.But he didn't dare to cry out, he just gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Who do you think I am? No way! I just want to see how cold you are, so I can help you warm your hands and feet. My mother said that the feeling of being cold is not good, and you will not be able to sleep at night, and you will easily catch wind and cold. "Jin Wu said angrily, covered his eyes with a slap, and forcibly covered the eyelids, "Go to sleep quickly, I don't care about you!"

"Well, I'm going to sleep now, I'm asleep, young master." Wang Xiaoyuan responded repeatedly.Jin Wu let go of his hand and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

After a while, Jin Wu opened his eyes again, and said bluntly: "I can't sleep."

Wang Xiaoyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Then how can you fall asleep? Master, do you want me to sing you a little song?"

Jin Wu blinked, "No."

"That would be the best. I sing like weeping for mourning. Even the old man in the coffin can wake up. I promise to teach you that not only can't fall asleep, but you also want to take off your ears."

"..." Jin Wu was silent for a moment, "Then tell me a story, Wang Xiaoyuan."

Wang Xiaoyuan tilted his head, "Tell a story?" His tilted face met Jinwu's eyes.The two of them lay in the quilt, their faces were slightly itchy with their warm breath scratching.

Jin Wu stared at him, and said in a low voice: "Yes, what does the outside of the pebble wall look like? Are there crabapple trees outside? Are there tung trees? Will there be someone as violent as Grandpa, or like Grandma? A gentle person?" After he asked these words, he looked at Wang Xiaoyuan in confusion and bewilderment, as if he was waiting for a response.

"There is everything outside, but there is nothing." Wang Xiaoyuan said.He tried his best to search for the past in his mind, and told Jinwu one by one the stories he heard from the mountain ghost in the Evil Ditch and by the campfire.

He talked about the peaches and apricots in spring to the wintersweet in the winter snow, from the hot South China Sea to the extremely cold black water, the legend of the Jade White Swordsman's heroism, and the secrets of the villain's ditch that are not humane. Pulled out from the belly.Jin Wu listened with fascination, sometimes nodded in agreement, and sometimes waved his hand to intervene.After waiting for a long time, Wang Xiaoyuan turned his head, but saw that he had closed his eyes, stuck to his side and fell asleep peacefully.

The young master fell asleep quite quickly, and when he closed his eyes, he let out a soft snort, and from time to time he would smack his mouth in his sleep and mutter something in his sleep.

Hearing his breathing slowed down, Wang Xiaoyuan quietly opened his eyes, his hand gently circled around Jinwu's arm, groped behind him, and tore off a few small brass keys from the belt, among them there were not only the firewood door, but also the study and bedroom. the key.

Wang Xiaoyuan quietly moved Jinwu's arm away, and crept out of the bed.Jinwu didn't wake up, still fell into a deep sleep.Wang Xiaoyuan walked to the door, gently pushed the door open, and finally looked back at him.

Under the moonlight, Jinwu's face was reflected white.He closed his eyes tightly, submerged in a sweet dreamland unknowingly.

"I'm sorry, young master." Wang Xiaoyuan said softly, his eyes were full of guilt and sadness, "In the end... I still lied to you."

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The golden mansion was dead silent, and the moonlight pouring from the sky illuminated the study's fan, making it bright.

Wang Xiaoyuan walked out of the woodshed and stood in the frosty moonlight.He suddenly felt very cold, as if he was alone in the world.He twisted his feet and hands, quietly moved away, walked to the front of the study, and opened the door lock with the key.In the past, Jinwu was studying in the study, but he was not allowed to take a step forward.So he thought, the most important things should be hidden inside.

There is a faint scent of coriander in the study, and the fine dust floats in the moonlight, shining like silver powder.Wang Xiaoyuan walked in gently, looked around, and touched the bookshelf covered with silk curtains.

He moved a Mazza, stepped on it, opened the thin curtain, and there was a huge red lacquer box on the top of the shelf, with a piece of paper glued to it, and on the paper were written several large characters, yes Beautiful lower case:

"Don't open it."

Wang Xiaoyuan laughed, what kind of cover-up is this?He struggled to remove the red lacquer box with the paper stuck to it from the bookshelf.With a slight shake, there was a crisp sound of jingling inside.He thought, Jinwu must have hidden all the most precious things in it, such as gold and silver jewelry, beaded bracelets, and jade pendants from the Tianshan Gate.

The key to the padlock of the lacquer box was also in the key chain he found, and Wang Xiaoyuan opened it without much effort.But as soon as Fang lifted the lid of the box, he was stunned.

There were no golden beads or jade pendants in it, they were all tattered gadgets.Small ice cubes, clay carts, clay figurines, a yellowed bronze mirror... There is a paper kite pressed on the bottom of the box, the bamboo strips show signs of being broken, and have been carefully pasted, and there are two crumpled strips under the bright red patterns. The fine cloth looks a bit shabby.

He took the kite out of the box, and found a big kite and a small wood magpie tied on the twine.If it is placed in the sky, two big and one small kites will fly together.There are a few small characters written on the side of the kite wings, "Father" and "Mother" are written on the two big ones, and "Golden Crow" is written on the small one.

Wang Xiaoyuan put them down silently.He stared at the three paper kites and suddenly choked.Is this the most precious thing of the Golden Crow?Not gold and silver treasures, but a kite with broken bamboo strips given to him by his parents.Although the courtyard of the Jin Mansion is large, it is not easy to put paper kites because of its lush vegetation. Jinwu must want to go for an outing with his parents in spring, running happily in the warm east wind and green grass, so that the paper kites can be carried by the wind. Accompanied by traveling the sky.

I feel a little sour in my heart.Wang Xiaoyuan couldn't tell whether his mood was jealousy or sadness.The gold and silver he wanted the most were abandoned by Jin Wu like shoes, but the young master regarded them as treasures, but the junk he usually despises.

He thought again of the night he ate and drank with Mrs. Wang and Qian Xian'er in the restaurant.At that time, Qian Xian'er was carrying Wang Tai on her back, and while sucking the chicken bone, she smiled and said to him: "Xiao Yuan, if you can't steal that jade pendant, then kill that young master!"

"Kill...Kill?" Wang Xiaoyuan was startled and said in a daze.Qian Xian'er's tone of voice was too commonplace, even cruelly naive.

"That's right, we're villains, and we will do all the bad things in this world." Qian Xian'er narrowed her eyes, like a cunning fox, "Theft is nothing but a piece of cake, and in the future, whoever has no hands Will it be stained with blood? Xiao Yuan, since you want to be the most powerful villain among us, this is nothing."

"If the young master finds out, or if he resists desperately, you can click and wipe his neck."

Wang Xiaoyuan lowered his head, picked up the bronze mirror from the red lacquer box, and picked up the small trinkets with his fingers.

From the yellowed mirror, he suddenly saw the figure of Jinwu.

The study door was wide open, and the cold moonlight streamed in like strands of silk.The thin figure of the Golden Crow was stretched out on the ground, and the obscene clothes were loosely wrapped around his body.At some point, the young master slipped out of the woodshed and stood behind him.

Jinwu was silent, his eyes swept over Wang Xiaoyuan's body, the opened lacquer box, clay figurines scattered on the ground, windmills, pottery whistles, and finally fell on the paper kite in Wang Xiaoyuan's hand.Jin Wu's eyes seemed to be filled with loss and sadness, as if the trust up until now had disappeared at that moment.

After a long time, he spoke, his voice was soft and slow, but he could hear the deep disappointment in it:

"Why... are you here?"