The round wooden sticks are rolled on the cutting board, and one hand is skillfully turned, and the dough gradually becomes thin under the pulling and squeezing.
The Jiang family wanted to simply make a pot of wontons.
It's just that she was rolling the dough when she heard the cry from the other side of the study. She was startled for a while, and she couldn't help but look out of the window with some hesitation.
This piece of wood in my house had almost nothing to do with women in the past.
That Jiang Er girl...
Could it be the one who was rumored to have something to do with him
At that time, Jiang Shi thought it was a rumor.
Neighbors were joking, and she only said that if there is really any beginning and end, with that kid's temperament that he doesn't talk about it, he should have liked someone early in the morning and will marry him back home sooner or later.
Unexpectedly, the girl came to the door.
Seeing how depressed he was, he was very concerned about other girls, but his lukewarm attitude made her, a mother-in-law, angry when she saw it, as if she had swallowed Huanglian.
I don't know what to say, and it made people cry.
Jiang Shi was very pleased to see the girl, and she didn't think about whether the girl was not good to her son. Instead, she thought that the son was stinky and hard, and he was not at all enlightened.
Water was boiling on the stove.
The dough is also enough.
She calculated the time, fearing that the girl inside didn't eat when she came in the morning, and it would be difficult to go in and ask more, so she simply packed a few more wontons, pinched them one by one quickly, and threw them in after the water boiled.
The cries in the study room subsided after a while.
Jiang Xuening sat on the ground, hugging his knees, his eyes fell blankly on the corner of Zhang Zhe's cold-colored sleeve robe, and he only felt the trick of fate.
I once thought that rebirth would save everything and start all over again.
How can you imagine-
The person she cared about the most and didn't want to hurt the most came back with memories
When she was crying, Zhang Zhe didn't say a word, just stayed by her side, letting the sobbing tear his heart and lungs apart, giving him a strong feeling of being alive in the world.
Only pain and suffering are the deepest.
And only when facing her, those vivid emotions, greed, hatred and hatred that had been deeply suppressed under the cold and solemn body in the past days, would they climb up and make him feel that one day a day. Unable to extricate himself.
It's just that I can't control my price, but it's too tragic.
Even thinking about it seems to be covered in a layer of blood.
That day and night, the palace chief said, she lowered her eyebrows, lowered her posture, pulled his sleeve, and lied to him that she would be a good person from now on, and only begged him to help her.
The palace is in peril.
Xiao Shu was pregnant. She fought fiercely with Xiao Shi and fell into too deep a position. In that position, she could no longer get out, and losing meant death.
Zhou Yinzhi is her confidant.
Ruthless and merciless.
Whether it was out of law or reason, he had no reason to let this person go. We should take advantage of the fact that the other party formed a party for personal gain and sold officials and vassals to be dug up and wiped out, so that he could live up to his long-term rule of law and a clean life.
But on the day of the tribunal, he sat high in the hall, looked at the criminal evidence on the file, and wrote a pen, but for a long time he failed to write down—
Once convicted, Zhou Yinzhi can certainly be removed, but Jiang Xuening has been deeply tied to this person.
The fall of Zhou Yin means her death.
He is not only judging the case, but also judging her life and death!
That was the first time that Zhang Zhe could not write a pen in the past ten years since he became an official in the dynasty, and it was also the only time that he had favoritism...
Then doomed.
He would never forget that in the stale and bloody prison, the jailer who knew him couldn't bear it, and when he quietly handed him medicine for wounds, he informed him of his mother's death...
Jiang Shi lives alone, and his health is not good. When he heard that he was in prison, he was heartbroken, but he insisted on defending his grievance. My son, I know, he can't do such a thing! He is an honest official, he is a good official, he swore an oath to his father's spiritual position...
But no one cares.
She was left unattended at home, fell down the steps in the morning and never got up again.
It took seven or eight days for the neighbors to discover the abnormality. They took a ladder and climbed up the wall to look into the yard. Knock open the courtyard door and enter, people have...
Zhang Zhe never dared to think about that scene.
As a minister, he is unfaithful;
As a son of man, he is not filial!
Not to mention doing filial piety in front of his mother, his mother's funeral was helped by his colleagues in the court and the middle, but he, a son who received his mother's grace, couldn't even send him out.
Jiang Xuening sat slumped, motionless, and asked him desperately, "Master Zhang, you should hate me, right?"
Zhang Zhe said, "I hated it."
Jiang Xuening said: "It should be like this."
Zhang Zha was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "But how can I hate you? It's me who is unfaithful, and it's me who is unfilial; it's me who loves you, and it's me who hurts you. In the end, I have to hate myself. Empress, How could Zhang Zhai be so good? He was fascinated by you, betrayed principles, ignored the law, and became a mediocre common man in this messy world. Don't think about him anymore, he is just a coward who dare not love anymore. He doesn't deserve it."
Jiang Xuening hugged his knees, shook his head and choked: "No, I'm not worth it..."
She is so bad.
In the abyss, coveting his highness, jealous of his integrity, stretched out his hand and dragged him from the high mountain, sinking into the bottomless hell, destroying everything about him, even if she wanted to kill her. How can it be repaid
There are good and bad, rebellion and loyalty and filial piety between them, as well as the prison disaster that should not have been there, the cruel punishment, and even the lives of people...
Even if they are reborn, what can they do
Those pasts were so painful and tragic that even when she dreamed back at midnight, she would feel uneasy. What kind of torment would it be when Zhang Zhe thought about it
Immortal couples also quarrel.
Even if she and Zhang Zhe are together, how do you know that he will not expose each other's scars due to a little unhappiness, or inadvertently hurt at a certain moment
Both of them remember the past, too fragile.
Jiang Xuening said: "You don't want me to know, and you are reborn, because you don't want me to feel guilty, but I want to be at ease. But the one I love is you. How can I stop chasing you, not looking for you? I feel at ease, Thinking that everything could be done all over again, I wanted to break the casserole and ask to the end. Unexpectedly, all your efforts will be in vain. You know me too well, Zhang Zhe... "
Zhang Zhe was speechless.
Jiang Xuening felt that she had never felt so sad before: "You are not a coward, I am."
If two people want to be together, how can Zhang Zhe hide such a secret from her life
Then I will know how she can bear it
But if you tell her sooner...
How could she love him, miss him, chase after him with peace of mind and no shame
How she treated Xie Wei in the past life will be how she will treat Zhang Zhe in this life.
In her previous life, she was a high-ranking queen, but Xie Wei, because she went to Beijing with her back then, knew that she was just a country girl with vulgar words and deeds and didn't know anything. So she hated Xie Wei. If it weren't for his high position and authority, he might have found a reason to exile him from Beijing earlier, and he would not think of the past that he did not want to look back at.
In this life, she wants to be a good person again, but Zhang Zhe, who is reborn, has seen all her badness and all her unbearableness. She clearly loves this person, but she puts him in jail, his widowed mother died, and his reputation is ruined. When I see him, I feel bad, and when I think about him, I feel ashamed. How can I endure the torment and want to see him all the time
I hate Xie Wei;
Shame on Zhang Zhe.
But there was no difference in essence. She was unwilling to face the unbearable self in the past, and she did not dare to take even one step closer to Zhang Zhe.
Jiang Xuening raised his head and looked at him, only to realize that the cold face in front of him, this pair of quiet eyes, was indeed no different from the previous life.
And his and later general handwriting.
There were so many clues, but she didn't find it at all.
But…
A fear suddenly surfaced in his heart, Jiang Xuening's long eyelashes were soaked with tears, his voice trembled, and he asked him: "No, that's not right. That day when they forced the palace, the Qingliu all wrote to me and asked me to be buried and handed over to me. Guo Yuxi. I agreed, and Xie Wei also promised me that I would not kill you, how could you be like me... "
How can she be reborn like her
At this moment, the hatred in her heart suddenly burst out, her body was tense, and she wanted to get up immediately: "He broke his promise, Xie Ju'an broke his trust in me!"
However, a broad and powerful palm gently pulled her.
Zhang Zhe raised his eyes silently.
I just think of the words that the Taishi, who had overthrown the government and swept away the Liuhe, came to his cell where no one cared about, and said the words lightly...
He stared at Jiang Xuening.
He was still holding her hand.
After a long time, he slowly said, "No."
Xie Ju'an did not lose his trust.
Jiang Xuening was stunned and looked at Zhang Zhe from a height.
The bottom of those clear eyes reflected her figure.
But her mind was in a mess.
Until an idea crossed her throat, it was as if the sand was stuck in her throat, and the knife was stuck. Tears rolled down her cheeks, and she said with difficulty: "You..."
If Xie Ju'an did not lose faith in her, then there is only one possibility—
Zhang Zhe said quietly: "There are laws in the state, and there are rules in the family. The prince breaks the law, and the crime is the same as the common people. Zhang Zha is a sinner, and the verdict has been written down. The crime is determined by the law, and the punishment is punished by the law. Enough is enough, the crime should be executed, how can I be spared?"
No one had the heart to write a verdict for him.
So he wrote it himself.
The counts and laws should be complete, and the execution should be approved in the autumn. Pushed onto the execution platform, the sky and the earth were vast, and when the guillotine fell, the head was in a different place, and the blood splattered three feet.
Jiang Xuening finally became unsteady, fell down again, and stared out the window blankly.
yes.
That's Zhang Zhe.
She coerced her old kindness and asked Xie Wei to let Zhang Zha go, but Zhang Zha had ruled the law all his life, so what was there to be ashamed of? Since he wrote his own verdict in his own hand, he confessed his guilt. Even if it was life and death in front of him, he would choose the latter.
That's why she likes him.
Jiang Xuening suddenly felt very tired, blinked, and then asked: "Xie Wei later got what he wanted, he became emperor, right?"
Rather than a question, it's more of an emotion.
After all, he Xie Ju'an had such a strong ability to destroy the Xiao family, kill the royal family, dye half of the capital with blood, and finally got the jade seal of the country, how easy is it to ascend the throne
Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhe was silent for a long time, and even said, "No."
Jiang Xuening suspected that he had heard it wrong.
She looked at Zhang Zhe.
Zhang Zhe remembered what he had heard in his last life from the time he was imprisoned to the autumn final, but said, "It's all over. Empress, those answers are no longer important."
Jiang Xuening was in a trance like a dream.
Jiang Shi had already cooked the wontons, but after hesitating again and again, he went to knock on the door from a distance.
Jiang Xuening got up in a hurry, only to feel embarrassed.
She really had no face to face the woman who had implicated her deceased family in the last life, and did not dare to stay any longer. She wiped away her tears and wanted to leave. But Zhang Zhe stopped her and said to her, "Stay here and have breakfast together. Mother should have cooked one more person."
A bowl of ordinary wontons. Although the dough is thinly rolled, it does not use any precious ingredients. It is just minced meat, mixed with pepper, and ordered with minced ginger. After cooking, put it into a bowl, sprinkle with chopped green onion, a little bit of dried shrimp, and rice vinegar.
The bowls are also just ordinary porcelain bowls.
When it was served on the table, it was steaming hot.
Jiang Xuening sat down at the table with Zhang Zhe and Jiang Shi like a puppet, picked up chopsticks, but had a feeling of not knowing where they were.
Jiang Shi looked at the two from time to time, but was worried that this well-dressed girl would not be used to such rough things, and she was a little cautious: "I didn't know there was a customer coming, I bought fish and come back, it takes too much time to do it. I was confused and wrapped a bowl of wontons, which really didn’t make it to the table…”
Jiang Xuening felt sour in his heart.
With hazy teary eyes in the mist, she only said: "No, what my aunt made is delicious."
Zhang Zhe sat beside her, taciturn.
Ordinary people, people in the market, and fireworks.
But there is no trace of warmth.
After drinking a sip of the hot soup, he ironed it to his heart. Jiang Xuening vaguely understood why he kept himself to eat this meal, because he wanted her to be relieved. I ate each wonton in my mouth, and the more I ate, the more tears fell.
Zhang Zhe knew that she was used to not getting tired of eating fines and delicates, eating small meals and frequent meals, and she liked to toss with those cooks in the palace, and she had never eaten much.
But she ate more than half of the bowl and didn't stop.
There was an unreasonable hidden anger in his heart. He couldn't see her embarrassing himself so much. He stretched out his hand and took her bamboo chopsticks and put them aside. Enough is enough, don't eat any more."
Jiang Xuening pressed her heart tightly, but found it difficult to face it.
Seeing the clue, Jiang hurriedly put down the bowls and chopsticks and said: "Yes, our small family does not have so many rules. I was worried that the girl would come early and be hungry, so I added more. Well, there is no rudeness."
It's fine that she doesn't speak.
As soon as he spoke, Jiang Xuening was sobbing.
Jiang Shi was in a hurry: "Oh, don't cry, don't cry! I knew that this wood in my family, my father went early since I was young, withdrawn and unpleasant, although I was studying for him, but no one taught him how to do it. To please girls! Don't cry, girl, tell me what you've been wronged, and don't look back to fix him!"
Jiang Xuening cried and laughed: "Master Zhang is broken."
Zhang Zhe looked at her quietly, his heart twisted like a knife.
How could Mrs. Jiang know the grievances between them, she immediately glanced at Zhang Zhe, and said, "You tell auntie, don't keep it in your heart, where is the hardship under the world? I asked him to apologize to you. ."
Jiang Xuening looked at Zhang Zhe, and said lightly as if in a dream: "Master Zhang is bad because it is too good, and you are too good..."
Jiang Shi was stunned.
However, Jiang Xuening knew that she had been here long enough, stood up, only bowed deeply to Jiang, her eyes washed with tears were particularly clear, and said, "Thank you aunt for your hospitality, I didn't tell my family when I came out, I should ask Goodbye."
Jiang Shi did not know why.
Zhang Zhe said, "I will send you."
He walked ahead, pulled the bolt, and opened the courtyard door.
Jiang Xuening walked out with him.
The hustle and bustle of the world came suddenly.
She stood for a long time, suddenly turned around and hugged Zhang Zhe, tightly, and closed her eyes in his chest: "Just hold for a while."
Zhang Zhe didn't move after all.
Jiang Xuening said: "Master Zhang, you are so good, how can I forget you in the future?"
Zhang Zhe replied, "Meet someone better."
Jiang Xuening was wronged: "You lied to me, there is nothing better than you."
Zhang Zhe was silent, and after a while, he said, "Then we will meet a more suitable one."
Jiang Xuening is greedy for this temperature.
Even in the past life, they have never been so close, because she is the queen and he is a courtier; this life is clearly the closest, but it is also the farthest, because they have no courage, despite the bloody past, as if nothing happened. Generally in love.
She smiled: "What I like is suitable. If I don't like it, what is suitable?"
What about "more appropriate"
Zhang Zha was speechless for a long time.
Jiang Xuening raised his head, but said: "If you bow your head, I will tell you a secret."
Zhang Zhe looked at her for a while, then bowed his head according to the words.
She stood on tiptoe and gently pecked and kissed his forehead with infinite nostalgia.
This time, she overtook him.
Then he took three steps back and smiled quietly: "No matter what you think, in fact, when I met you in the summer resort and saw that you didn't know what to do, I wanted to avoid suspicion. I would rather go out and get in the rain, so I wanted to possess you. Why can't the court ordering officer who doesn't understand the style be used by me? It's a pity that I was tempted, and I failed miserably, and you didn't win. So I love you, not because you saved me, protected me, nor because I was ashamed, but It was love at first sight."
She thought Zhang Zhe would be stunned.
Unexpectedly, he stared at her and smiled, and said slowly, "I know."
At this moment, all kinds of sorrows and feelings were intertwined in the bottom of my heart, and they flowed endlessly, but they finally became brilliant.
She raised her head not wanting to cry anymore.
He pretended not to care and hummed: "Laughing so good-looking, but in previous years, he was very mean to me, and he didn't even give a good face. I'm leaving!"
Zhang Zhe said: "Okay."
Jiang Xuening said again: "Although there are not many girls in the world who are better than Ben Gong, but Ben Gong allows you to find someone who is not so good. Don't treat yourself badly. If you look good, just marry and go home."
Zhang Zha also said, "Okay."
But I didn't tell her: There are many girls in the world who are better than you, but I don't love them, and I don't want to marry them.
After Jiang Xuening finished speaking, he said again: "I'm really leaving."
Zhang Zhe still said, "Okay."
Jiang Xuening scolded him: "I don't understand the style, it's stinky and hard, and it's a piece of rotten wood! Anyone who likes you is out of luck, fascinated, and blind!"
Zhang Zhe didn't reply.
Jiang Xuening stomped away.
But Zhang Zhe stood behind and saw her stretched out a dozen steps, and finally did not stretch when she fell down the alley, her shoulders shrugged, she raised her hands and raised her sleeves, and wiped her face.
Everyone who passed by looked at her in surprise.
She walked out of the alley all the way, and the figure was pale and pale in the sky, which was gradually drowned out by the figure and voice.
Zhang Zhe's heart seemed to be gouged out.
Jiang shi came out of it, looked at it for a long time, looked at Zhang Zhe who was standing on the spot, and said tentatively, "I think this girl is very good."
Zhang Zhe said quietly: "It's very good."
But it wasn't his after all.
Jiang shi looked in the direction he was looking at, but couldn't help but be at a loss.