An unusually ordinary box.
On the black lacquered surface, only a very sharp sword shape was cast on the lock.
Yan Lin was born in the door anyway, and when he saw the button, he knew that the box was a box for holding swords, so he laughed, but he didn't immediately reach out to open it, but deliberately asked her: "Shen or not?"
A long sword made of fine iron mixed with meteorite iron, can it not be heavy
Jiang Xuening, a little girl with thin arms and thin legs, hugged the sword box all the way from the door and was dragged by Shen Zhiyi and ran in. Even the beads on her head were slightly crooked, and thin beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. , hands are really sore.
Hearing Yan Lin's joke with a smile, she raised her eyebrows in anger.
At the moment, he only said: "Did you know that Shen still hasn't picked up?"
Yan Lin's bad-hearted ridicule happened by chance, and she blurted out a complaint.
Everything is playful intimacy.
Although there was no physical contact, the familiarity with each other was revealed at this moment.
This is completely different from how Yan Lin took the initiative to leave the relationship with Jiang Xuening when they met on the palace road that day.
But at this moment, no one around was surprised.
Or even if he was a little surprised, after a little thought, he was relieved: those who could come to the Hou's mansion in person to attend the Yanlin Crown Ceremony in such turbulent times were all close friends with him. . Even letting them know, and letting them see, really doesn't hurt.
Seeing that Jiang Xuening's hands holding the sword box were trembling slightly, and her beautiful black and white eyes almost stared at him, Yan Lin couldn't help laughing while pressing his lips, and finally stepped forward and Take this sword box.
The lock was lifted, and the sword box opened.
The three-footed Qingfeng lay flat in the sword box, the sky light fell from the side, the hand slanted slightly, and the cold light flickered in everyone's eyes.
There were voices of amazement all around.
Yan Lin looked at the cold sword, but was suddenly silent.
With a slight movement in his throat, he looked back at Jiang Xuening in front of him and said, "Is there no scabbard?"
The boy's eyes were as dark as lacquer, and at that moment, it seemed that there were some wet traces across it, but with a slight blink, it disappeared without a trace.
She felt her heart swell with sourness.
But he bent his lips to laugh, with a bit of stubborn brilliance, without tainting the haze: "A ranger's sword needs a scabbard, but a general's sword doesn't need a scabbard. Even if you want to go far away one day, it will be hidden in the scabbard. It won't be too long, and the person who scabbards the sword should do it himself."
A ranger's sword needs a sheath.
The general's sword is meant to be used on the battlefield.
Young people are always sharp-edged, and when they grow up and mature, they are like swords in their sheaths, and they become no longer pressing, and they have a kind of maturity that has been polished by world events. But this kind of polishing, she hopes that it is not from the imposition of this ups and downs of fate, but from the most authentic heart of the young man!
Therefore, only the sword is given, not the sheath!
Yan Lin reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword. With a slight twist of his wrist, the long sword was already in his palm.
It is no longer the sword that he used to be the sword used by the noble children.
This sword is sharp and cold.
Even hideous.
The light reflected in the autumn water is incomparably matched with the most secret slaughter in the depths of his heart.
King Yanping couldn't help clapping his hands when he saw it, and praised: "Good sword!"
Shen Zhiyi followed suit and became curious: "Tell Qingfeng to come and compare with you, let's try the sword!"
Yan Lin smiled helplessly.
But at this moment, there was still a long time before the crown ceremony was held, and it was indeed nothing to do, so he waved his hand and asked Qingfeng to get a sword and try it with himself.
Jiang Xuening stood in front of the steps and watched, a little lost.
Yan Lin looked back at her and said, "I like this kind of birthday present very much."
Jiang Xuening couldn't smile: "I'm afraid I won't catch up."
Yan Lin smiled at her, her brows and eyes dazzled with soft light, and she said very confidently: "No. Everyone in the world may miss it, but I know that you will definitely come."
Even in the future, maybe I can't marry you;
Even in the future, Yongyi Hou's mansion was destroyed.
Believing that Ning Ning, who he was waiting for, will definitely come, is like believing that the fierce sun rises from the east and the rolling rivers converge towards the sea.
At this moment, Jiang Xuening really almost cried.
The young man standing in front of her would never know that there was indeed such a possibility that he thought was impossible—
That is she didn't come.
Yan Lin firmly believes that she will come to her crown ceremony no matter what, and believes that she can wait, but in her last life, whether it was a delay or a house raid, she just didn't arrive, and she couldn't get in when she arrived.
Perhaps it is because of faith that there is such a deep disappointment.
Moreover, not only did she fail to arrive, but she also brought deeper despair to the young man.
In the last life, she was really a very bad, very bad person.
The many companions in the palace basically came together, but the others were different from Princess Leyang and Jiang Xuening after all. Shen Zhiyi could pull someone to ask the direction and run inside, but they didn't dare.
A post was posted at the door, and everyone went in.
Yao Xi followed Xiao Shu and Chen Shuyi with her head down, and only looked at the mansion of brave and resolute with a particularly indifferent look. Just as she was about to enter the hall together, she heard a voice behind her.
Someone handed the post to the butler and said softly, "Zhang Zhe."
Even though she had only heard it once in the Cining Palace, the cold and shallow voice with almost no ups and downs seemed to be carved into Yao Xi's ears, and she immediately recognized it.
This is self-reporting home when submitting the post.
Yao Xi's footsteps stopped suddenly, and Huo Ran looked back -
Zhang Zha just went up the steps, stood outside the hall, and handed over the post.
His eyes were closed, his brows pale.
Today, I don't wear official uniforms, I only wear a plain and simple navy blue muslin round-neck robe. There are neither fancy clothes nor extravagant decorations. It seems that it is not very obvious to stand with the guests around. There is something that is difficult for others to notice. Indifferent.
But Yao Xi saw him at a glance.
Zhang Zhe didn't notice anyone else, let alone glance in Yao Xi's direction, and walked to the other side of the hall with the few officials of the Ministry of Justice who came with him.
Yao Xi suddenly felt extremely hateful.
She stood there, not moving a step for a long time, until she watched Zhang Zhe disappear into the block of the Linghua window sash, then she clenched her fingers, forcibly suppressed the rushing emotions in her chest, and moved forward. go.
It's just that she was absent-minded. Although she walked forward, she did not look forward.
Xiao Shu and the others went to the front early, but a man in a flying fish suit came out on the front. Yao Xi turned around and almost collided with this man!
"what!"
She was caught off guard, startled, took a step back immediately, and exclaimed in a low voice.
When he saw that there was a man in front of him, tall and burly, he subconsciously frowned and said, "Don't you even look at it when you walk?"
Zhou Yinzhi can be said to be one of the few people in Jinyiwei who dares to come to participate in the crown ceremony, and the position of thousands of households is not low in the court.
But he didn't want to walk and was almost hit by this girl.
That's okay, it's a trivial matter, but the one who didn't think about walking without looking at the road instead said he didn't look at the road.
His emotions and anger were indistinguishable, and his expression did not change at the moment. He knew that he dared to come to Yongyi Hou's mansion at this time. He was either rich or expensive, and he had a certain amount of support behind him, so he only bowed to Yao Xi. Said: "Inadvertently, I ran into the girl."
Yao Xi also saw that he was Jin Yiwei.
But her father is six ministers, a cabinet bachelor, and the prince's grandfather. How could he see this small thousand households in his eyes
Seeing the other party apologize, there is nothing to say.
She is a girl, bumping into a man on this occasion, her mind is inevitably more sensitive, she doesn't speak, she flicks her sleeves, and goes straight to the direction Xiao Shu and the others are going in front of.
Zhou Yinzhi glanced back at her and asked his colleagues, "Who is that lady?"
The colleague said, "It's from Mrs. Yao's family."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly made a sound of "Huh" and smiled winkingly: "Sir Qianhu is also interested?"
Zhou Yinzhi casually twitched the corners of his lips and said, "Just ask."
It was just a little curiosity about the hatred and resentment in the girl's eyes when she turned around just now.
People who are too emotional are easily taken advantage of.
What's more, such a real and obvious hatred
Zhou Yinzhi didn't ask any more questions, he turned around and went in the direction that Zhang Zhe had gone to before.
Xie Wei didn't come too early.
He didn't go to court today, and his mansion was next door. He didn't come in a carriage or carry a sedan chair. He only brought a sword book and walked out the door, and in a short while he arrived at the gate of Yongyi Hou's mansion.
When the butler saw him from a distance, he immediately bowed to greet him.
As early as before the incident in Yongyi Hou's mansion, Hou Ye searched many times in the court and the opposition, thinking about who to ask for Yan Lin's words, but he did not expect to go to court with Xie Wei by chance one day. It is considered a contract, and when asked, Xie Wei is willing, naturally overjoyed.
So I decided to ask Xie Wei to take the word.
It can be said that among the many guests who came today, the most important one is this one. The butler almost personally led him in, and said with a smile, "Young Master Xie is here, Master Hou specifically explained that if you come today, you will be welcome. Please take a seat in his hall first."
Xie Wei was wearing snow-white clothes with cloud patterns at the bottom, and he was out of the dust.
When walking up the steps, it was as if the nine heavens had banished immortals.
He glanced at the housekeeper and followed him into the mansion. Looking at the pavilions and pavilions on both sides, he was in a trance like a dream. He only asked, "I heard that the Marquis has been ill these days, are you feeling better?"
The housekeeper sighed and smiled bitterly: "How can this situation be any better? Not long ago, I was drinking with the eldest son, and persuaded him not to listen. But these days in the Forbidden City, it is rare to have time to be with the eldest son after getting rid of secular affairs. With the master together, although the illness is not completely cured, the mood is much more comfortable."
"Is it… "
Xie Wei blinked and murmured, "That's fine."
Hou Yanmu of Yong Yi lived in Chengqingtang, just behind Qingyutang.
When you go to Chengqingtang, you will pass Qingyutang.
All the way to the rockery and bonsai, the corridor waist is a mansion, and it can be seen that it is an old mansion, but many of the carved beams and painted buildings have been newly decorated, and the vegetation in the mansion is completely different from that of more than 20 years ago.
Xie Wei walked here and felt very strange.
Qingyutang is near the water, and there are koi swimming in the water. Near the end of the corridor, there is a tall cherry tree.
In winter the leaves have already fallen off.
However, it grew so high that it almost went over the roof, and some branches even penetrated to the top of the corridor. When standing below, the tall and sparse tree shadow branches under the gray-white sky, as if making people want to see it Green in hot summer.
Xie Wei looked at him, unable to take his eyes back.
When the butler saw him, he just thought he was a little puzzled, how could a brave and determined Hou's mansion tolerate this tree growing like this, he just laughed and said, "Don't take it as a surprise, this cherry tree was planted by the Lord Hou for the Young Master Biao. It's been over twenty years..."
Having said this, he paused, his expression unnatural.
Probably guessing that Xie Wei didn't know who he was talking about, he added half a sentence: "It was Xiao Yan's marriage that year, and he must not be a little prince..."
Xie Wei's fingers in front of him slowly tightened, as if this could suppress the sudden turbulent things inside, and slowly said, "So that's the case."
While speaking, he had already arrived in front of Qingyu Hall.
A group of young people gathered here. Just after watching Yan Lin and Qingfeng try their swords, they all applauded in unison. When they turned around and saw Xie Wei, they were all startled, and they all stopped and turned around to salute: "See you. Thank you sir!"
Yan Lin looked at Xie Wei, his eyes were deep, but he did not speak;
Although Jiang Xuening knew that Xie Wei was Yanlin's husband and wanted to write for him, he did not expect to meet him in the depths of the mansion. He hesitated for a moment before saluting with others.
This is half a beat slower.
Xie Wei noticed, but didn't say anything, only said: "No need to be more polite."
As soon as his eyes turned, he saw the long sword in Yan Lin's hand, and he wanted to say something.
Unexpectedly, a cry of "meow" came from behind the cherry tree in front.
A snow-white cat with yellow spots on its fur was chasing after some flying insects. It sprang out from behind the tree with extraordinary agility, and ran towards where Xie Wei was standing.
His pupils shrank, his body suddenly tense.
Everyone was attracted.
Jiang Xuening's heart skipped a beat. Seeing that the little cat passed by her feet and was about to rush to Xie Wei, she didn't have time to think deeply. She bent over subconsciously and quickly reached out to intercept the cat. Hold up!
The little cat fell into her arms and could no longer move forward.
It waved its claws in panic and meowed.
Everyone's eyes turned to her, and they were a little surprised by her sudden action.
Jiang Xuening almost didn't lift it up in the throat, quietly glanced at Xie Wei, who was standing stiff and didn't move half a step, but raised his hand as if unintentionally, and gently stroked the little cat, with wide sleeves. The robe took advantage of the situation to cover most of the cat.
Her heart was beating fast.
Xie Wei glanced at her silently.
But she only hugged the kitten tightly, afraid that it would escape again. She smiled nonchalantly at everyone, and said, "I didn't expect the Hou residence to have kittens, it's really lovable."