Daoqin's trip to the capital did not go as smoothly as expected.
Zhou Yinzhi was no more prosperous than before. Now the mansion is newly renovated, and he is in the important position of Jinyiwei. He pays special attention to his own safety. Most of the guards in the mansion are good, and patrol day and night. It takes a lot of effort to rob a big living person in the backyard without knowing it. In the end, Xiao Dingfei, who had been scrambling around in the market, had an idea. He found the former Tianjiao special training to assassinate the female assassin of the imperial court. He pretended to be an embroidered mother, and carried a large box full of clothes in. He carried another one. Coming out of the big box containing the living people is like stealing the sky, conjuring tricks under Zhou Yinzhi's eyelids.
Going out of the city gate is another toss.
Only in this way can people be brought to Zhendingfu.
Jiang Xuening naturally knew Yaoniang's fear, but who would return her living Fangyin
Even pity is suppressed by hatred.
She didn't say much, just retracted her hand and instructed: "Take the person down and watch it carefully. After all, it is a person with a body, so be careful."
Daoqin took the person down first.
Yaoniang seems to have thousands of words to say, but she is too dumb to say it.
Besides, Jiang Xuening didn't want to hear it either.
After the people left, she sat alone in the room for a while, seeing the starry sky outside the window and the full moon, she felt a sense of sadness spreading in her heart, and she was not sleepy.
So I just got up and walked out.
The soldiers patrolling at night all lightened their pace, and when they saw her, they stopped and called "Miss Ning". She just nodded and did not stop, and went straight to the most secluded courtyard where Xie Wei lived.
However, in the courtyard late at night, it was quiet.
The house was lit, but no one was there.
Only Xiaobao was sitting under the corridor outside the house. He smiled when he saw her, and without her asking, he said, "Sir went to the back kitchen."
Jiang Xuening only felt awkward, thinking that Xie Ju'an went to the back kitchen for what was going on in the middle of the night
She didn't ask much, just turned around and left.
When I got outside the back kitchen, I saw that the lights were lit inside, and there were knives that were neither light nor heavy, just right next to the chopping board. The sound of the chopping board was fine and dense. I could hear that the person who made the knife had a skilled knife, and was probably cutting. vegetable.
Jiang Xuening walked in, glanced at it and said, "Are you hungry?"
There are clean dishes on the kitchen counter.
The stove was simmering hot porridge.
Xie Weichang stood by the stove, rolled up his sleeves, lowered his eyes and cut the yam on the chopping board into small pieces and pushed them to the side, then looked up at her, and said lightly, "I'm not hungry, but thinking about you tonight. Maybe I want to eat something."
The back kitchen is not comparable to the study room, only two oil lamps are lit, which is very dim. However, the light that was not clear enough just outlined his slender figure, and painted a faint shadow on the side of his neck, like a layer of real worldly fireworks.
Jiang Xuening actually felt a sour feeling in his heart.
This person always knows everything.
She once thought that if she was really with Xie Ju'an, he was so powerful, but he wasn't really easy to get along with, and he was paranoid and crazy inside, as Yan Lin said, very tired and even uncomfortable.
But after half a year...
I spent half the time learning the piano, and most of the time on the road. From eating to using, from people to things, there was not a single unpleasant occurrence. Xie Ju'an always arranges everything well, and doesn't let her interfere with anything she shouldn't worry about; he doesn't ask much about anything she should take care of.
Let's learn the piano. Sometimes I'm annoyed by her laziness, and I'll beat her with a ruler.
It's just that she faked and cried twice, and he held her hand and pursed his lips, so he couldn't fight hard. In the end, most of the time, she can only go, and she even has to make a pot of tea for her and serve snacks, so that she can rest and eat for a while before continuing.
But there were times when he was rude.
At this time, Xie Ju'an would find it difficult to forgive her lightly. There were two times when he got angry and peeled off half of her clothes during the day, and pressed her to the wall, her face against the window pane, which made her feel scared and softened, and then asked her aloud: Do you dare
She said she didn't dare, so he let him go;
If you have a stubborn temper and don't admit your mistake, you are asking for trouble. After practicing the piano, your hands may not be sore, and your legs will be soft.
But after the incident, it was often Xie Ju'an's turn to coax her, hug her into her arms and kiss away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but she just smiled and said, "I'll let you be stubborn next time."
Jiang Xuening really felt that he was merging the two sides of the saint and the devil into one.
But no matter when he looked at her eyes, it was always peaceful and quiet. Sometimes when she was talking to others, she looked up occasionally, and often met his gaze. At the beginning, when she found out, this person would still be a little uncomfortable; but after a long time, he became upright and magnanimous.
She also asked: Is it enough
Xie Ju'an didn't answer her at first.
He waited until they captured Jinan Mansion, and he was offered two more burning springs at the celebration banquet. That night, he took a handful of chicken head rice from somewhere, and fell on the foot next to her bed, one by one. Peel it for her to eat.
She thought he was drunk.
Xie Wei said: I am very awake.
There was no light in the room at that moment, his eyes seemed to be soaked in water, and then he leaned over to kiss her, as if he was afraid of breaking a dream, and then asked her: You won't go, will you
Jiang Xuening was silent.
She really didn't know what was rushing in her heart at that moment.
After a long time, he answered: No.
Jiang Xuening didn't ask him how he learned that he occasionally likes to eat these things, but he rarely sees Yan Lin after that, and occasionally there are other people present.
Today, she didn't say anything or do anything, but Xie Wei seemed to know what she was thinking.
She did want to find someone to talk to.
It's just that after knowing that he knows everything, he doesn't say anything, and it seems that he doesn't need to say any more.
Jiang Xuening sat down quietly on the small wooden bench beside the stove, watching Xie Wei put all the chopped pieces into the ready-to-cook porridge, took a spoon and stirred it slowly, and finally said, "I haven't yet. Really killed people."
Xie Wei stirred it well and closed the lid of the casserole again.
He also sat down by the fire, next to her, his eyes fell on the red-hot coals, and he was very calm: "There is always a first time."
Jiang Xuening slowly hugged his knees, leaned down, blinked, seemed to think more, and did not speak.
Xie Wei was by her side.
After waiting for a while, it was completely quiet outside, and then I put some cooked porridge into a bowl and brought it to her. The two of them didn't go to bring another table, they just sat by the fire, and in this slightly cold frosty night, they ate half-hot bowls, and waited for the red-hot charcoal fire to fade away, and then they joined the kitchen together. go out.
Xie Wei sent her back to the house. Knowing that she was not in a very good mood, he tucked him into the bed and kissed her on the lips, saying, "If you don't practice the piano tomorrow morning, you can sleep in late."
Jiang Xuening was wrapped in the quilt, and only a face was exposed.
She smiled: "You've been a very upright gentleman recently."
Xie Wei raised his eyes and stared at her: "If you want to die happily in the middle of the night, I will satisfy you now."
Jiang Xuening shrank his head suddenly, and then chuckled again, but he really didn't dare to provoke him again, and closed his eyes obediently.
Xie Wei watched for a while before saying, "I'm leaving."
Jiang Xuening opened his eyes to look at him again.
Xie Wei put his hand on her forehead and gently kissed her drooping eyelashes again before he really let go, walked out of her room, turned around and closed the door when he left.
The moon and stars are thin.
A cool breeze blows.
He was going to go back, but when he came to the corner of the corridor, he stopped again, looked at Jiang Xuening's closed door for a moment, and finally returned to his room.
Daoqin just came back.
Jianshu is sorting out the table.
Xie Wei came in, his eyes were lowered, but his indifferent eyes were stained with the darkness of the night. He sat down on the edge of the piano table and didn't speak for a long time.
Both Swordsman and Swordsman were by his side for a long time, making some guesses.
Jianshu hesitated.
Daoqin was quick and quick, saying: "It's a disaster to keep it. When it's done, just kill it and cut the weeds."
Zhou Yinzhi is sure to die, neither Jiang Xuening nor Xie Wei will spare his life.
But such a mother is a disaster.
She was born with a child in her belly, how can she know what she will develop in the future
Xie Wei lowered his eyes and looked at the scar on the palm of his left hand, remembering that Jiang Xuening was watching him warmly just now, and also remembering the heavy snow in the palace many years ago, he slowly clenched his palm, and after a while said: "No need already."
Sword, Qin, Sword and Book all looked at him.
He said: "If Zhou Yinzhi were to die, it would be his own fault. Ning Er and I have a clear conscience, and there is no need to kill them all."
Let the heaven teach, conquer the world, he will calculate everything, and he has never been soft-hearted.
Sometimes, in order to be foolproof, and in the gap between the imperial court and the heavenly religion, he did innumerable blood-stained things, and he was definitely not a kind person.
To Yaoniang, he was indeed moved to kill.
Just because he has come all the way like this, he knows how powerful hatred is. It's just three hundred righteous children's graves, and the ghosts are still there. The snow more than 20 years ago is still piled up in his heart, and it has not yet melted...
Xie Wei asked again, "How is the situation in Beijing?"
Daoqin said: "There has been chaos. Jinyiwei secretly hunted and killed many courtiers, and everyone was panicking. When his subordinates went out of the city, they heard the wind and said that Yuanji had also cleaned up, and probably saw that the situation was not good, and sneaked out of the city. ."
Xie Wei snorted coldly.
Jianshu asked: "In the early years, this person often opposed Mr., this time..."
Xie Wei said: "I have Meng Yang to deal with him, maybe the corpses have been buried in the mound now. He was only used to check and balance Wan Xiuzi. If he was taught to hit the capital today, he would no longer be useful, and he would die sooner. It's fine."
Jianshu nodded.
It's just that Daoqin frowned, as if he still had nothing to say.
Xie Wei glanced up and asked, "What else?"
Daoqin didn't dare to say: "There is news from the palace, it seems that people will be sent to lobby and join hands to suppress the Heavenly Sect first..."
This is simply not possible.
But this is not enough to make Daoqin hesitate.
Xie Wei thought of something, the corners of his eyes suddenly twitched, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who does Shen Lang send?"
Daoqin buried her head and said in a much lower voice, "Master Zhang of the Ministry of Punishment."