Summon players, rebuild Dawei

The next morning, the sky cleared up.

Because he drank too much last night, when Jiang Shu woke up, his head was still a little groggy.

He rubbed his forehead, lifted the quilt and sat up, just about to get out of bed and go to the latrine, when he suddenly found a piece of crumpled dark blue cloth wrapped around his wrist.

"This is……"

He took off the fabric suspiciously and unfolded it. He noticed the pale plum blossom pattern on it, and realized that it was the same material as the coat Xie Min wore last night. Looking at the shape of this thing, it looked like a piece of... a sleeve?

Jiang Shu frowned, subconsciously stopped her movements and began to recall what happened last night.

He usually doesn't break up when he drinks, but no matter how he thinks about it at this time, his memory only stays on the time when he was lying on the desk and listening to Xie Yin playing the piano.

Afterwards, how he lay down on the bed, and how the sleeve appeared on his hand, he didn't know at all.

Just when he was confused, the door was knocked twice and then gently pushed open. Zhitao entered the door with hot water for washing, turned around and saw Jiang Shu standing by the bed in a daze, and saluted: "Lang Sir, you got up."

She came just in time, Jiang Shu quickly picked up her sleeve and asked, "What's going on?"

"That's Xie Langjun's sleeve," Zhitao put the things aside, and explained to him, "Last night you fell asleep while listening to the piano, thanks to Xie Langjun who carried you to the bed, and then you dreamed and talked in your sleep. Hold on to his sleeve, for fear of waking you up, he cut off the sleeve with scissors."

Jiang Shu froze immediately after hearing this, and only two words flashed in her mind - Duanxiu!

Suddenly, the thing in his hand became hot.

He closed his eyes, trying to recall what dream he had last night, and why he grabbed Xie Min's sleeve.

However, he really had no memory of what happened after he fell asleep, so he could only ask Zhitao: "What did I talk about in my sleep last night?"

"I don't know, I don't know, you speak in a low voice, I can't hear you clearly." Zhitao answered this as an interesting incident about her husband, "But Mr. Xie should have heard clearly, he is still talking to you."

"Then what did he say?"

"This... the servant doesn't remember much."

Jiang Shu pursed her lips and looked down at the sleeve in her hand, feeling a little tricky.

In fact, why should Xie Yin be afraid of waking him up, just break his hand and take out the sleeves, wouldn’t it be enough? Not only was a piece of clothing wasted, but an oolong was created. If this matter is accidentally spread by the servants Going out, wouldn't it be said that the two of them have a habit of breaking their sleeves?

However, is there an allusion in this world?

Jiang Shu suddenly reacted.

Since Xie Yin has no scruples about such behavior, and Zhitao didn't show any strange expressions when he narrated, then there shouldn't be any, right?

After thinking this through, Jiang Shu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

As for the sleeve, it is a bit troublesome to deal with.

Give it back to Xie Yin, given the character of the other party, he definitely won't want it, but it's not good to throw it away, after all, the material is quite good.

Moreover, it is very fragrant.

Jiang Shu subconsciously picked up his sleeve and smelled it. It was indeed the fragrance of Xie Min's body, and he didn't know what kind of incense the other party used, which lasted for so long.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped moving.

Wait, what is he doing, acting like a pervert!

In a blink of an eye, he realized that Zhitao was looking at him, and Jiang Shu's ears became hot all of a sudden, and he immediately found a box under the bed, folded up the sleeves and put it in.

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Because of such an accident, Jiang Shu was absent-minded when dressing and washing in the morning, and he couldn't help being distracted, recalling the experience of last night over and over again, which can be regarded as tasting Xie Yin's feeling of dying after being drunk.

Finally finished the court food and arrived at the official office, Jiang Shu was about to erase this memory with his busy work, but just as he was seated, he heard the voice of the guard at the door saying hello to Jun Cheng.

The writing brush in his hand was not steady and fell onto the desk. He raised his head and met Xie Min who walked into the hall.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but the clothes and robes that the other party is wearing today are made of the brocade with white snow and red plum patterns that he gave for the New Year.

Seeing the small and elegant plum blossom pattern on the snow-white robe, Jiang Shu thought of the sleeve with the same plum blossom pattern that he held in his hand this morning, his ears turned red, and he pursed his lips and said, "Thank you brother last night." Take care, I will pay you for a piece of clothes some other day."

Xie Yin responded lightly, seemingly not paying attention, and then leaned over and put the stack of manuscripts in Jiang Shu's desk.

"Is this the manuscript for chapters 45 to [-]?" Jiang Shu intentionally changed the topic before, so she picked up the manuscript and flipped through it page by page. Said in a tone, "Thank you for your hard work, brother, I will spare some time to write more in the past few days."

Xie Yin did not make a sound for the time being, nor did he leave, but ordered the boy to fetch a cushion, and sat down on the side of the desk.

It wasn't until Jiang Shu finished flipping through the manuscript and cast his gaze at him that the other party said slowly: "My lord is busy with everything, and the manuscript can be published by the newspaper, so don't worry too much."

Hearing the address he uttered, Jiang Shu's heart trembled suddenly, and she was really worried that her face would become too obvious for a moment.

Fortunately, despite the shock in his heart, his expression was well maintained. He was not sure what the other party said with various attitudes, so he asked directly: "Brother Xie, what does this mean?"

"Since Master Zhang and others call Fu Jun like this in private, it is naturally inappropriate for me to call you Shudi." As if not noticing Jiang Shu's stern attitude, Xie Min still responded in a gentle tone as usual.

Jiang Shu looked at him with four eyes, and Xie Min stared at him calmly and brightly, like a pool of quiet spring, which made people feel peaceful and peaceful.

Before he knew it, Jiang Shu's mood calmed down, and he realized that his words were not flippant irony, but a solemn choice to follow him.

"Why?" Now, he was rather puzzled, "Isn't the Xie family loyal to His Majesty and the court?"

Xie Yin shook his head slightly: "The officials in the court are relatives of my family. Everyone has their own ambitions. Their loyalty to the current emperor has nothing to do with my loyalty to you. Besides, the situation in the country is now critical. If I make this decision, my father may still will agree with me."

As soon as he said this, Jiang Shu suddenly felt enlightened.

Now that I think about it, he really cares about it and is confused.

How open-minded and brilliant Xie Xian is, how could he fail to see that the power of the royal family of Wei State was on the verge of collapse, but he was an important minister in the court, and he had to support Pei's regime for loyalty and integrity, but this did not affect the choices of future generations. They will be encouraged to find another way out.

Just as eggs cannot be put in one basket, diversification of investment and always leaving a way out for oneself is the fundamental reason for the longevity of these top aristocratic families.

He thought that Xie Min made this decision, which must have been mixed with many considerations and trade-offs of the Xie family, but no matter what, he chose himself after all.

It seemed that the heavy burden that had been carried for many days had finally come to the ground, and Jiang Shu was sincerely relieved to think that he would be able to stand on the same front with Xie Min in the future.

He smiled and said, "Is it because I said something in my dream last night that you came to tell me about it?"

Xie Yin nodded, but didn't tell him what he said last night.

But Jiang Shu didn't care anymore. Seeing Xie Min got up and was about to go back, she couldn't help calling "Brother Xie" at the other party.

But when Xie Min lowered his eyes to look at him, he didn't know what to say, and in the end thousands of words were merged into two words: "Thank you."