Beauty is sick
Chapter 57
This seriousness, what kind of seriousness it is, and how it is serious, both of them understand in their hearts.
You can't speak too clearly, just like people, it's better to live in a muddle, live too clearly, too clearly, and it's not a good thing.
Smart people always know how to use everything to create a situation that is beneficial to them.
The air seemed to freeze.
Pei Zhe slowly withdrew his hand and looked at Jin Lingjiu quietly without saying a word.
He seemed to be thinking about something, and seemed to be in a state of confusion.
Jin Lingjiu stood awkwardly, leaning against the wall with his arms folded, silently waiting for his reply.
The question just now was too indifferent. After a few days of communication, with their current relationship, they will not fall to that point.
But Jin Lingjiu just asked.
This question broke the illusion of calm they maintained at this stage, and brought the real problem to the table.
This problem has existed for a long time, and it cannot be covered up. Even if the peace can be whitewashed at this stage, it will explode one day. Rather than long-term pain, it is better to cut the mess quickly.
Pei Zhe remained silent, and Jin Lingjiu slowly lowered his eyelids.
His face was a little cold, with a faint hint of anger, not as cheerful and unrestrained as when he was asking the question just now.
"If there's nothing else to do, please come back, Mr. Pei." Jin Lingjiu stood up straight and made a gesture of invitation, "You are an official, and I am a member of the three schools of thought, and I am not the same, you go your Yangguan road , Let me talk to my single-plank bridge today, and don't waste each other's time in the future, doing those foolish actions."
"Who fooled people?"
Pei Zhe turned sideways and stood in front of his door, making it clear that he was not allowed to enter the house.
Jin Lingjiu frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"
"I didn't answer just now, I was just wondering why you asked that way, Jin Lingjiu, do you care about my answer?" Pei Zhe chuckled, "Maybe I should ask, do you care if I'm serious about you?" ?"
Jin Lingjiu's throat choked: "You think too much."
Pei Zhe didn't care about his stubbornness: "Are I thinking too much, or have I guessed your thoughts? You are right, I am an important minister of the court, the emperor's confidant, holding the holy token in my hand, and carrying Countless secrets. As for you, you are a power in the rivers and lakes that threatens the court. The world praises you and slanders you. You can be the ninth prince, or you can easily become a traitor."
His tone was very slow, but very serious, as if after careful consideration, he spread his hands, a little helpless and a little doting: "Jinling Jiu, you are very free, you have the confidence to choose what you want to do."
Jin Lingjiu vaguely figured out the meaning of these words, but he couldn't grasp it for sure. He had a subconscious feeling that he couldn't listen anymore.
But Pei Zhe didn't give him a chance to escape, and asked seriously: "Is it your confidence that made you ask that question in that way? You never mentioned what you think of me, or you Have you...be serious to me, deliberately press me in that situation, with all due respect, Brother Jiu is testing me?"
The sound of "Nine Brothers" was so hot that it penetrated into his body through the ear holes, and the blood flowed through his limbs, making his heart numb.
Pei Zhe just asked a simple rhetorical question, but Jin Lingjiu already knew his answer.
"Brother Jiu is a smart man, I don't need to explain it clearly, you can feel my heart." Pei Zhe raised his brows lightly, and took a step forward, "But I am a very principled person with a bottom line, and everything must be done. Step by step, everything must be said clearly, so even if you have already guessed the answer, I still have to tell you personally."
"Jinling Jiu, I have always been serious about you."
Although our positions are different, even though we have different paths to take, I have always been serious about you.
Pei Zhe finally followed Jin Lingjiu into the room as he wished.
The analysis just now was too straightforward. Now that they calmed down, both of them felt a little uncomfortable. They sat by the table and the bed respectively, and didn't take the initiative to speak.
It wasn't until Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao came back that the peaceful atmosphere in the room was broken.
The two of them were used to Pei Zhe's presence, so they were not at all surprised, Zuo Ping said directly to Jin Lingjiu: "According to Master Jiu's order, I have booked a seat at Babao Zhai, and we can go there now."
Jin Lingjiu looked at Pei Zhe and asked silently.
Pei Zhe shrugged and stood up: "With you."
Babaozhai, private room on the second floor.
There were four people sitting around the square table, Jinling Jiu took the main seat facing south, Pei Zhe, Fu Qingliu and Liu Xun sat on one side in turn.
Just after ordering, there was only a pot of tea on the table. Liu Xun stood up resignedly and poured tea and water for the three of them.
Jinlingjiu and his party met Fu Qingliu and Liu Xun after arriving at Babaozhai. They bumped into each other at the door. Pei Zhe and Fu Qingliu repeated the unique greetings in the nephrite hall. In the end, Fu Qingliu didn't know what to do. What's crazy, I took the initiative to ask if I could sit with them.
Who would dare not to give face to the Grand Tutor?Then there was this scene in the private room.
Pei Zhe supported his forehead and said with emotion: "It's really a fate."
Fu Qingliu glanced at him and snorted coldly.
Jin Lingjiu glanced at Pei Zhe, with some ambiguous emotion in his eyes, he toasted Fu Qingliu with tea instead of wine, and said politely: "I have heard for a long time that Master Taifu is famous, but seeing him today, he really deserves his reputation."
Fu Qingliu took his cup of tea, and replied: "Ninth Young Master, on the first floor of the world, seeing once is better than hearing a hundred things."
Both of them are not fuel-efficient lamps, and they are not polite to each other.
This was Jin Lingjiu's dinner, but apart from Pei Zhe, he was not familiar with the other two people at the table, so after toasting the cup of tea, he never spoke again.
It was all in Linglong's mind. Liu Xun looked at Jinling Jiu calmly. Although Pei Zhe hadn't introduced him formally, but when he heard Fu Qingliu's words just now, he felt a little preoccupied, so he didn't ask any questions.
Pei Zhe rubbed his eyebrows and smoothed things over with a smile: "Why is no one toasting me?"
Fu Qingliu couldn't get used to Pei Zhe's sloppy attitude, and frowned, "I've never seen you like this before, why are you so ugly today?"
Liu Xun looked at Pei Zhe, wondering about the comings and goings between the two.
I have seen the same scene once in the Nephrite Hall, Jin Lingjiu held the teacup in silence, his face was indifferent.
"It's usually in the court hall, so it's natural to be upright." Pei Zhe snorted, with a bit of sarcasm on his face, "This is all out of Beijing, Master Taifu, please let me relax."
Fu Qingliu reprimanded: "It's not like playing with your mouth all day long!"
Babaozhai is the best restaurant in Yecheng, and its dishes are unsurpassed. On the first day here, Liu Xun invited Pei Zhe and Lin Jingkong to have dinner, but Pei Zhe refused on the grounds that the case was urgent. up.
The dishes were served one after another. The dishes were the only ones in Yecheng, worthy of its name. Not to mention other things, the presentation of the various dishes was ingenious.
Pei Zhe observed Jin Lingjiu calmly, seeing that he was not affected by Fu Qingliu at all, a smile flashed in his eyes, his subordinates secretly tugged at Jin Lingjiu's sleeve, and whispered: "As expected of our little Jiu, Blame me for disturbing your interest today."
Jin Lingjiu understood what he meant, and whispered back: "I heard that the food here tastes good, you can try it."
Pei Zhe was dumbfounded. He looked at Jinling Jiu and then at the dishes on the table. The dishes were bright in color and attractive in aroma. They were really good, but they had nothing to do with what he said. What kind of chat is this?
Seeing that Pei Zhe hadn't moved his chopsticks, Liu Xun asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Pei, but you're not used to these dishes?"
This question was quite sudden, Pei Zhe didn't react, just said "um" without saying much, and started to eat the food in silence, thinking in his heart that the taste of this dish was really good.
Compared with Jinling Jiu, Liu Xun was more like a host, and asked quickly: "The dishes of Babaozhai have some foreign characteristics. If Mr. Pei is not used to eating them, I will ask the kitchen to cook them."
"There's nothing he's not used to, why is he so delicate?" Fu Qingliu glanced at Pei Zhe, "It's because he's not used to the dishes, he's not used to being disturbed."
A few people at the table had their own thoughts, Jin Lingjiu didn't care, didn't get involved at all, and ate slowly, with the attitude of throwing away the shopkeeper whoever you make troubles has nothing to do with me.
Pei returned to his senses, and smiled helplessly: "Don't be sarcastic about me, you said something wrong earlier, Mr. Taifu, don't be as knowledgeable as me."
Fu Qingliu was noncommittal, ignored him, and instead glanced at Jin Lingjiu.
Jin Lingjiu had always disliked small talk, and was too lazy to deal with other people's temptations. After tasting all the dishes, he found an excuse and went behind the screen.
The private room in Babaozhai is a partition type, and the screen covers the corridor and windows, and it is another world to go around the screen.
There is a concubine couch next to the window in the pavilion. There is a long table in front of the couch. Crowds of people coming and going on the street.
Opening the wooden window a little bit, Jin Lingjiu sat on the imperial concubine's couch and looked down, while looking down, he was clutching the tassels on the upholstery one by one.
It's just out of the first month, and it's still a bit cold. Most of the pedestrians on the street are wearing cloaks, and the plush collars cover their faces. Looking down from above, they look like balls of different colors.
Jin Lingjiu looked down at his clothes, the black gown, the collar and cuffs were all trimmed with fine fleece, and they were tightly covered.
The cold air from the window poured in, he moved his fingers, and put his eyes on the Tongqin next to him. He hasn't touched the piano for a long time, and his hands still itch.
The screen blocked all sight, and without hesitating for too long, Jin Lingjiu complied, and stretched out his hand to cover the piano.
In order to calm down and refresh his mind, he had learned the piano when he was young, and he learned all the famous piano music and the local tunes of Jiangyang.
What I was playing at this time, without a name, was a piece taught by my master.
Jin Lingjiu prefers this song. After practicing for a long time, he regained the previous feeling as soon as he started playing it. He didn't look unfamiliar at all. As soon as he thought about it, the smooth sound of the piano leaked from his fingertips, melodious, melodious, high-pitched and moving.
The song is not long, and it ends in a while.
Jin Lingjiu raised his head, facing Shang Fu Qingliu's gaze.
He withdrew his hand and stood up from the imperial concubine's bed, causing the tassels on the soft cushion to sway, and the beads on the top of the tassels hit the side of the imperial concubine's bed, making a crisp sound.
Fu Qingliu's eyes were filled with eagerness, and his voice was a little trembling: "How did you learn this piece?"
The author has something to say:
Brother Jiu if you have something to do, little Jiu'er if you have nothing to do.
You can't speak too clearly, just like people, it's better to live in a muddle, live too clearly, too clearly, and it's not a good thing.
Smart people always know how to use everything to create a situation that is beneficial to them.
The air seemed to freeze.
Pei Zhe slowly withdrew his hand and looked at Jin Lingjiu quietly without saying a word.
He seemed to be thinking about something, and seemed to be in a state of confusion.
Jin Lingjiu stood awkwardly, leaning against the wall with his arms folded, silently waiting for his reply.
The question just now was too indifferent. After a few days of communication, with their current relationship, they will not fall to that point.
But Jin Lingjiu just asked.
This question broke the illusion of calm they maintained at this stage, and brought the real problem to the table.
This problem has existed for a long time, and it cannot be covered up. Even if the peace can be whitewashed at this stage, it will explode one day. Rather than long-term pain, it is better to cut the mess quickly.
Pei Zhe remained silent, and Jin Lingjiu slowly lowered his eyelids.
His face was a little cold, with a faint hint of anger, not as cheerful and unrestrained as when he was asking the question just now.
"If there's nothing else to do, please come back, Mr. Pei." Jin Lingjiu stood up straight and made a gesture of invitation, "You are an official, and I am a member of the three schools of thought, and I am not the same, you go your Yangguan road , Let me talk to my single-plank bridge today, and don't waste each other's time in the future, doing those foolish actions."
"Who fooled people?"
Pei Zhe turned sideways and stood in front of his door, making it clear that he was not allowed to enter the house.
Jin Lingjiu frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"
"I didn't answer just now, I was just wondering why you asked that way, Jin Lingjiu, do you care about my answer?" Pei Zhe chuckled, "Maybe I should ask, do you care if I'm serious about you?" ?"
Jin Lingjiu's throat choked: "You think too much."
Pei Zhe didn't care about his stubbornness: "Are I thinking too much, or have I guessed your thoughts? You are right, I am an important minister of the court, the emperor's confidant, holding the holy token in my hand, and carrying Countless secrets. As for you, you are a power in the rivers and lakes that threatens the court. The world praises you and slanders you. You can be the ninth prince, or you can easily become a traitor."
His tone was very slow, but very serious, as if after careful consideration, he spread his hands, a little helpless and a little doting: "Jinling Jiu, you are very free, you have the confidence to choose what you want to do."
Jin Lingjiu vaguely figured out the meaning of these words, but he couldn't grasp it for sure. He had a subconscious feeling that he couldn't listen anymore.
But Pei Zhe didn't give him a chance to escape, and asked seriously: "Is it your confidence that made you ask that question in that way? You never mentioned what you think of me, or you Have you...be serious to me, deliberately press me in that situation, with all due respect, Brother Jiu is testing me?"
The sound of "Nine Brothers" was so hot that it penetrated into his body through the ear holes, and the blood flowed through his limbs, making his heart numb.
Pei Zhe just asked a simple rhetorical question, but Jin Lingjiu already knew his answer.
"Brother Jiu is a smart man, I don't need to explain it clearly, you can feel my heart." Pei Zhe raised his brows lightly, and took a step forward, "But I am a very principled person with a bottom line, and everything must be done. Step by step, everything must be said clearly, so even if you have already guessed the answer, I still have to tell you personally."
"Jinling Jiu, I have always been serious about you."
Although our positions are different, even though we have different paths to take, I have always been serious about you.
Pei Zhe finally followed Jin Lingjiu into the room as he wished.
The analysis just now was too straightforward. Now that they calmed down, both of them felt a little uncomfortable. They sat by the table and the bed respectively, and didn't take the initiative to speak.
It wasn't until Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao came back that the peaceful atmosphere in the room was broken.
The two of them were used to Pei Zhe's presence, so they were not at all surprised, Zuo Ping said directly to Jin Lingjiu: "According to Master Jiu's order, I have booked a seat at Babao Zhai, and we can go there now."
Jin Lingjiu looked at Pei Zhe and asked silently.
Pei Zhe shrugged and stood up: "With you."
Babaozhai, private room on the second floor.
There were four people sitting around the square table, Jinling Jiu took the main seat facing south, Pei Zhe, Fu Qingliu and Liu Xun sat on one side in turn.
Just after ordering, there was only a pot of tea on the table. Liu Xun stood up resignedly and poured tea and water for the three of them.
Jinlingjiu and his party met Fu Qingliu and Liu Xun after arriving at Babaozhai. They bumped into each other at the door. Pei Zhe and Fu Qingliu repeated the unique greetings in the nephrite hall. In the end, Fu Qingliu didn't know what to do. What's crazy, I took the initiative to ask if I could sit with them.
Who would dare not to give face to the Grand Tutor?Then there was this scene in the private room.
Pei Zhe supported his forehead and said with emotion: "It's really a fate."
Fu Qingliu glanced at him and snorted coldly.
Jin Lingjiu glanced at Pei Zhe, with some ambiguous emotion in his eyes, he toasted Fu Qingliu with tea instead of wine, and said politely: "I have heard for a long time that Master Taifu is famous, but seeing him today, he really deserves his reputation."
Fu Qingliu took his cup of tea, and replied: "Ninth Young Master, on the first floor of the world, seeing once is better than hearing a hundred things."
Both of them are not fuel-efficient lamps, and they are not polite to each other.
This was Jin Lingjiu's dinner, but apart from Pei Zhe, he was not familiar with the other two people at the table, so after toasting the cup of tea, he never spoke again.
It was all in Linglong's mind. Liu Xun looked at Jinling Jiu calmly. Although Pei Zhe hadn't introduced him formally, but when he heard Fu Qingliu's words just now, he felt a little preoccupied, so he didn't ask any questions.
Pei Zhe rubbed his eyebrows and smoothed things over with a smile: "Why is no one toasting me?"
Fu Qingliu couldn't get used to Pei Zhe's sloppy attitude, and frowned, "I've never seen you like this before, why are you so ugly today?"
Liu Xun looked at Pei Zhe, wondering about the comings and goings between the two.
I have seen the same scene once in the Nephrite Hall, Jin Lingjiu held the teacup in silence, his face was indifferent.
"It's usually in the court hall, so it's natural to be upright." Pei Zhe snorted, with a bit of sarcasm on his face, "This is all out of Beijing, Master Taifu, please let me relax."
Fu Qingliu reprimanded: "It's not like playing with your mouth all day long!"
Babaozhai is the best restaurant in Yecheng, and its dishes are unsurpassed. On the first day here, Liu Xun invited Pei Zhe and Lin Jingkong to have dinner, but Pei Zhe refused on the grounds that the case was urgent. up.
The dishes were served one after another. The dishes were the only ones in Yecheng, worthy of its name. Not to mention other things, the presentation of the various dishes was ingenious.
Pei Zhe observed Jin Lingjiu calmly, seeing that he was not affected by Fu Qingliu at all, a smile flashed in his eyes, his subordinates secretly tugged at Jin Lingjiu's sleeve, and whispered: "As expected of our little Jiu, Blame me for disturbing your interest today."
Jin Lingjiu understood what he meant, and whispered back: "I heard that the food here tastes good, you can try it."
Pei Zhe was dumbfounded. He looked at Jinling Jiu and then at the dishes on the table. The dishes were bright in color and attractive in aroma. They were really good, but they had nothing to do with what he said. What kind of chat is this?
Seeing that Pei Zhe hadn't moved his chopsticks, Liu Xun asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Pei, but you're not used to these dishes?"
This question was quite sudden, Pei Zhe didn't react, just said "um" without saying much, and started to eat the food in silence, thinking in his heart that the taste of this dish was really good.
Compared with Jinling Jiu, Liu Xun was more like a host, and asked quickly: "The dishes of Babaozhai have some foreign characteristics. If Mr. Pei is not used to eating them, I will ask the kitchen to cook them."
"There's nothing he's not used to, why is he so delicate?" Fu Qingliu glanced at Pei Zhe, "It's because he's not used to the dishes, he's not used to being disturbed."
A few people at the table had their own thoughts, Jin Lingjiu didn't care, didn't get involved at all, and ate slowly, with the attitude of throwing away the shopkeeper whoever you make troubles has nothing to do with me.
Pei returned to his senses, and smiled helplessly: "Don't be sarcastic about me, you said something wrong earlier, Mr. Taifu, don't be as knowledgeable as me."
Fu Qingliu was noncommittal, ignored him, and instead glanced at Jin Lingjiu.
Jin Lingjiu had always disliked small talk, and was too lazy to deal with other people's temptations. After tasting all the dishes, he found an excuse and went behind the screen.
The private room in Babaozhai is a partition type, and the screen covers the corridor and windows, and it is another world to go around the screen.
There is a concubine couch next to the window in the pavilion. There is a long table in front of the couch. Crowds of people coming and going on the street.
Opening the wooden window a little bit, Jin Lingjiu sat on the imperial concubine's couch and looked down, while looking down, he was clutching the tassels on the upholstery one by one.
It's just out of the first month, and it's still a bit cold. Most of the pedestrians on the street are wearing cloaks, and the plush collars cover their faces. Looking down from above, they look like balls of different colors.
Jin Lingjiu looked down at his clothes, the black gown, the collar and cuffs were all trimmed with fine fleece, and they were tightly covered.
The cold air from the window poured in, he moved his fingers, and put his eyes on the Tongqin next to him. He hasn't touched the piano for a long time, and his hands still itch.
The screen blocked all sight, and without hesitating for too long, Jin Lingjiu complied, and stretched out his hand to cover the piano.
In order to calm down and refresh his mind, he had learned the piano when he was young, and he learned all the famous piano music and the local tunes of Jiangyang.
What I was playing at this time, without a name, was a piece taught by my master.
Jin Lingjiu prefers this song. After practicing for a long time, he regained the previous feeling as soon as he started playing it. He didn't look unfamiliar at all. As soon as he thought about it, the smooth sound of the piano leaked from his fingertips, melodious, melodious, high-pitched and moving.
The song is not long, and it ends in a while.
Jin Lingjiu raised his head, facing Shang Fu Qingliu's gaze.
He withdrew his hand and stood up from the imperial concubine's bed, causing the tassels on the soft cushion to sway, and the beads on the top of the tassels hit the side of the imperial concubine's bed, making a crisp sound.
Fu Qingliu's eyes were filled with eagerness, and his voice was a little trembling: "How did you learn this piece?"
The author has something to say:
Brother Jiu if you have something to do, little Jiu'er if you have nothing to do.
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