The man disappeared, and the air seemed to relax, with airflow fluctuations.
Knowing that he left, Ji Jiu was not at ease, but nervous and helpless. It was a kind of helplessness of not being able to control the situation. He had been in a high position for a long time and was used to controlling power. The most taboo thing was not knowing what the status quo was. This sudden catastrophe is a kind of torture in mind and body.
Ji Jiu waited stiffly for a while, making sure that the person had left completely, and then slowly stood up, shaking when she got up, as if she was a little unsteady. He stood still, but his face was expressionless, he just looked down at the pool of blood on the ground, the dark red blood was a color of shame, his eyes were sharp and fierce, like the edge of a knife. He is not a king or a relative, but he kneels down, bends down and kowtows, just to beg. For Ji Jiu, this has never happened before. In his lifetime, he never thought that such a humble day would come.
The hatred in my heart was like a flood. Yet there was always a sense of helplessness. What else could he do? Facing such an inhuman monster, he had no choice but to choose the easiest way to solve it.
Now the man left, although he left, he did not agree to him. Ji Jiu turned around and looked at the bright sun outside the house with a bloody face, wondering whether this matter was over or not. It was best, he thought, to end it.
What if it is not over? Ji Jiu inevitably thought of this, but couldn't think of a countermeasure, so he could only look at the bright sunshine outside the door, making his whole body feel cold.
The continuous humiliation and self-esteem confrontation made Ji Jiu fall ill at night. Lying on the couch, cold sweat profusely overflowed from the sweat pores, Ji Jiu was wrapped in a quilt, drenched all over, but her teeth were trembling, and she was shaking.
Doctor Lang Zhong came several times, but he didn't see anything wrong, he only prescribed some soothing prescriptions, but the decoction didn't work after feeding him, Ji Jiu was very sober, the soothing medicine was useless to him, his black eyes were always open He stared at the roof, his family members were in a hurry, not knowing why the disease came, and asked him, but he didn't seem to hear anything, just wandering around. When the invited monk saw the white cloth on his forehead, he guessed a little bit, but he promised not to let the wind out. I had no choice but to keep silent, and no matter how persecuted by Ji Jiu's family, I just put my hands together and recited the Buddha's name. In the end, the madam came with the two-year-old daughter in her arms, put the soft and tender little girl on Ji Jiu's body, and walked aside to watch her daughter crawling around on her husband, without making a sound to stop her.
Saliva hung from the corner of the girl's mouth, she looked at her mother for some unknown reason, then at her father, after a moment's pause, she stretched out her chubby hand to grab Ji Jiu's face, muttering unintelligible child's words, Grabbing the white scarf on Ji Jiu's forehead, then scratching his nose, and pulling it a few times, Ji Jiu turned around sweating profusely, staring straight at his daughter on his chest, and the little girl also looked at him, grinning suddenly , the saliva dripped on Ji Jiu's face. Ji Jiu finally pulled out a smile.
This sudden illness, just like this suddenly recovered.
The madam breathed a sigh of relief, and then she served tea and water without mentioning it, but she didn't bother to ask the reason of the husband's illness. Although she is a woman, she advances and retreats with restraint and is quite dignified.
However, after being sick for three to five days, Ji Jiu lost a lot of weight and developed some eccentricities. First of all, he never entered that room again. It used to be the bridal chamber when we married our bride. My wife was there, she transformed from a young girl to a young woman. Over the years, this house has been carefully furnished, and all the utensils and supplies are familiar. You can walk in the room with your eyes closed without hindrance. A son and a daughter were born on this bed. Ji Jiu ordered people to lock the house.
Madam was astonished and reluctant, she didn't say anything in the end, but she knew that the husband must have something on his mind, and it was something that couldn't be mentioned, since it couldn't be mentioned, then lock it up.
A copper lock completely closed the door, and the windows were also sealed with wooden strips. There was a lot of movement, but because Ji Jiu was the head of the house, no one dared to come up and inquire. What's more, it is an official family, even the servants have been conditioned to say what should be said and what should not be said, and their hearts are like a mirror. The dozens of mouths in the whole family are tightly closed, and they dare not even discuss in private.
After two days of raising Ji Jiu, he regained his vigor, and his face became rosy again. He had nothing to do that day, and he was holding his little girl in the courtyard to read a book. He sat on a stone bench, holding the book, and holding his little girl in one hand. ;The river and the sea do not choose trickles, so they can reach their depth; the king does not ignore the common people, so he can understand his virtue..." The little girl was lying in his arms, listening obediently, although she couldn't understand it, she felt that her father was reading it. It sounds nice. His voice was soft and gentle, like a whisper, but his words were clear. His calm and leisurely chanting sound was like a ray of breeze on a sunny day, coming from the riverside, carrying the foggy air, carrying the grass and trees. Fragrance, secreted into the heart and spleen.
He groaned with forgetfulness, his brows and eyes were warm and smiling, but he didn't know that in the shadow under the tree, there was always someone looking at him intently, as if going back in time, back to more than one hundred and fifty years ago, when Shen Qingxuan held Xiaobao in his arms, Leaning in the gazebo reciting a book, at that time, he spent his time comfortably in the sound of reciting a book. Xu Shi finally lost it, only to know the beautiful and good days that he once had. If life is just like the first time you see it, you only know that it was ordinary at that time.
Yi Mo lowered his eyes, sat cross-legged against the tree pole, and leaned against the hundred-year-old locust tree in the courtyard, only listening to the chanting of the familiar voice, and never looked at him again. Can't see, can't see.
Ji Jiu read for a while, and found that there was no movement in her arms. Looking down, the little girl had closed her eyes and fell asleep, her nose fluttered slightly, and she slept very sweetly. With her thumb in her mouth, she smacked it from time to time. Ji Jiu laughed, put the book down, and gently plucked the fingers in her mouth. The little girl was missing something in her dream, and frowned uncomfortably, drooping the corners of her mouth as if she was going to cry. Ji Jiu was about to coax her, but she couldn't resist her sleep Temptation, fell asleep again.
The father and daughter were in Ning Xin's room, but the servants came to report that Eunuch Zhang had arrived in the palace.
Ji Jiu summoned the girl, handed over the child, and hurried out of the inner courtyard. When he returned home this time, besides reporting on his duties, he was visiting relatives. In just one month, he would return to the army and stay with the soldiers day and night. After I came back, I went to the palace a few times, and they all went and returned quickly. In the past two years, there were no major events in the frontier. The Diman in the south was completely surrendered five years ago, and only the Xiongnu in the north remained. The Xiongnu soldiers are brave and courageous, good at riding and shooting, and their skills are fast, ruthless and accurate. It is really a big problem for the central government. But three years ago, there was a news from the northern merchants that there was a dispute among the Huns, and the two families fought with each other. , so he didn't care about invading the border again. Ji Jiuqian's spies went to inquire and proved that the news was true, so the northern Xinjiang was peaceful for a few years.
This peace is only temporary, Ji Jiu knows it, the generals in the army know it, the ministers know it, and the emperor knows it even more.
Ji Jiu changed into his official uniform and entered the palace with Eunuch Zhang. There were only two people in the imperial study, one was wearing a bright yellow robe, facing the topographic map of northern Xinjiang on the shelf, the other was wearing a blue Confucian shirt, holding a folding fan in his hand, Facing Ji Jiu, when Ji Jiu came, they were whispering.
Ji Jiu knelt down and kowtowed: "My minister sees the emperor."
The Son of Heaven nodded and smiled, walked up to him and said, "Ji Jiu." The voice was very gentle, yet majestic. Ji Jiu lowered his head and said, "Yes."
The emperor asked him to stand up and asked, "How is General Ji's health recently?"
Ji Jiu replied: "My father is in good health. Before my official returned home, he had a drink with his old friend. During the banquet, he ate only two cakes."
The emperor smiled and said very well.
Ji Jiu knew that this was just a foreshadowing before the event, so he stood aside, waiting for the emperor to speak.
Unexpectedly, the emperor didn't bring up serious matters for a long time, but only exchanged greetings with him, asking about family affairs, military affairs, military recruitment, and military training, then suddenly changed the topic and went back to his home, such as Ji Jiu's eldest son's homework. Ji Jiu answered one by one, but he was uncertain.
After a while, the emperor picked up the memorial on the case and handed it over: "This is an urgent military situation, please take a look."
Ji Jiu froze for a moment, took it with both hands, and opened it to read it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more dignified his face became, and the surrounding atmosphere seemed to stagnate as the memorial unfolded. The emperor kept observing his expression, and the man in green shirt was also standing beside him, seemingly looking at his nose, nose and heart, but in fact he was able to see all the subtleties in the room.
Finally, Ji Jiu closed the memorial, took a deep breath, and said: "Three generations of Ji's family are loyal, and their descendants are all serving in the army. There has never been any deduction of military pay. Please also ask your majesty to look into it."
The emperor smiled inscrutably, took the memorial from his hand, put it aside, and said, "How could I doubt you?" This really surpassed the current status between them .
Ji Jiu was stunned, and subconsciously looked at the man in blue shirt beside him, seeing that the man seemed calm and composed as if he had never heard anything, his heart tightened, Ji Jiu remained silent.
The emperor looked at his companion when he was young, his face was still unpredictable, he paused, and said: "Don't stay in Beijing, return to the army tomorrow."
Since entering the door, Ji Jiu raised his eyes for the first time, facing the emperor in front of him. The emperor became more and more mature, and his brows and eyes became more gloomy. He was no longer the gloomy but still approachable downtrodden prince when he was young, but the real king of the world. Ji Jiu knew that from the time when the Ji family joined forces to support this humble prince to ascending the throne as emperor, he had returned to his courtiers from the original companionship.
Ji Jiu knelt down again, and said in a low voice, "Resignation."
When he raised his eyes, he saw the jade pendant on the waist of the dragon robe swaying, a jade pendant of a crimson nine-headed turtle. Five years ago, he became a general for the first time and led 20,000 troops to the south to pacify the Nanman. After the squadron returned to Beijing, he was also in this imperial study. At that time, he was still young and frivolous, even though he knew it was wrong, he took the jade around his waist and sent it over. It is the nine-headed turtle carved from Feiyu.
Ji Jiu doesn't know if he wears it on purpose today, or something else. But he would rather that the increasingly majestic emperor in front of him just wore that jade ornament on a sudden whim.
Ji Jiu retreated, and the emperor behind him kept watching his back disappear into view, paused, and then looked back at the military map, looked at it for a while, and suddenly said: "What do you think of this person?"
The guest in green shirt smiled and replied: "Your Majesty, a gentleman is like a lotus." It can be seen from a distance but not played with.
The emperor was silent again, "What if I use him to wipe out the Huns?"
"Your Majesty," the man hesitated for a moment, and said, "General Ji is a born general."
"Oh?"
"Five years ago, with 20,000 soldiers, he traveled far into the barren land, crossed mountains and mountains, crossed rivers and seas, and fought straight to the enemy's heart. He became famous in the first battle. But no one thought about how the northern soldiers could overcome the southern climate, and how How to follow the enemy's trace all the way, not to be tempted by the enemy's confusion and go straight to his lair, this battle depends entirely on the general's decision, which way to go, must be exhaustive in order to achieve this miraculous feat, if one step is wrong, The 20,000 soldiers and generals will all die from exhaustion. General Ji has shown his talent as a military commander for the first time leading troops into battle. If he is sent to send troops to the Huns, he will definitely not be disappointed.”
The emperor kept looking at the topographic map, and then turned his face, "Since that's the case, why did Aiqing hesitate just now?"
"Your Majesty," the man smiled wryly before he said, "I just want to know whether Your Majesty wants him to become a general with outstanding military exploits... or... keep him by his side."
The emperor's thoughts were expressed in one word, but he didn't show any emotion or anger. He just looked at the man for a moment, still calmly, and asked: "If I want him to calm the world for me, but also want him to stay by my side?"
"A gentleman is like a lotus." The man knelt down and said in a low voice, "Either fold it down and wait for it to wither before discarding it, or let it show its beauty."
The emperor was silent for a moment, and said, "Back down."
Ji Jiu rode a horse and left the palace in a hurry. When he arrived at the street market, he caught a glimpse of a person coming out of the corner. From far to near, he was dressed as a Taoist priest with white hair and a childlike face. Tightening the reins, the horse under him neighed and stopped. The neighing caught the Taoist's attention. He was only out shopping and didn't pay attention to passers-by. He raised his head this time and met Ji Jiu face to face. All were surprised.
The Taoist shouted in shock: "Shen Qingxuan!"
What surprised Ji Jiu was the astonishment and ecstasy in his eyes when he saw someone he hadn't seen for a long time. Ji Jiu was very sure that he had never seen this Taoist before, but although this Taoist called an unfamiliar name, his eyes were looking straight at him, without any trace of misidentification.
Ji Jiu's mind turned very quickly, and he looked down at his wrist. There was a circle of tooth marks on the snake-like birthmark, and his heart skipped a beat. Ji Jiu didn't want to recall that incident, so he raised his head again, Talking to that Taoist, only to find that there is no one in front of him.
Ji Jiu looked into the distance from the tall horse, the back of the Taoist running like crazy in the alley, there was no trace of the fairy-like appearance just now, but he ran a few steps, and he had already gone a long way in a flash, Ji Jiu You know, this Taoist really has skills in him. Unfortunately, the person is gone.
Ji Jiu sighed secretly, and rode back home.
That Taoist was none other than Xu Mingshi. He used magic to run all the way to an inn and went up the stairs. He slammed open a door of the guest room and shouted at the young man who was sitting in front of the window: "I Found your father!"
The young man stood up immediately: "Really?"
"Really, his eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same, there is no mistake. Hurry up, he is not as fast as us on horseback. There is still time to catch up." Xu Mingshi was about to leave, and when he stepped out of the gate, he realized that no one behind him moved. , just standing there, as if thinking about something.
"Why don't you chase?" He asked suspiciously.
"Go and find out, who is he now, what is his age, does he have a family, does he have an official position, and you can report to me after you have found out." Shen Jue said quietly: "Hurry up!"
Xu Mingshi paused, and immediately ran away as ordered. He just lamented in his heart that when he was young, he was full of vitality and killed his parents, but now it's a good thing, this wolf cub learned exactly the same as Shen Qingxuan, he was full of calculations and didn't know what to do, when will this grievance be settled? Now he is completely used as a servant.
He couldn't help but blame Yi Mo for what he did to leave the little wolf cub behind to look for Shen Qingxuan, but in the end it caused him to suffer.
Xu Shiming's slander belongs to his slander, but he can't do anything about it. He honestly runs around for others.
In fact, it was also embarrassing for him. Yi Mo went to look for Shen Qingxuan, but Shen Jue insisted on following him. Yi Mo had a temperament of going his own way, keeping him by his side for a hundred years was already the limit, and after all, there was no blood relationship, so what was it to follow him like this? Shen Qingxuan wanted Xiaobao to be independent, so one night, Yi Mo left him and left. Shen Jue was alone, and after all, he got into trouble, and fought with an old ghost on a lonely mountain. That ghost also practiced for a thousand years, and the little wolf was only a hundred years old. It was Yi Mo who heard the news and came to save his life. Although he survived, he remained unconscious. Yi Mo spent another twenty years, going to the Lingshan Mountain in the South China Sea to guard a celestial pistil, picking it when it bloomed, and feeding it to him. After guarding for a few days, he knew that he was about to wake up, and also knew that he had delayed Shen Qingxuan's reincarnation, so he called Xu Mingshi to take care of Xiaobao, so he left the mountain to continue looking for Shen Qingxuan.
The father and son separated. After Shen Jue woke up, he knew that he had missed something, and he had no face to go to Yi Mo, so he could only drag Xu Mingshi to find his father's reincarnation.
Now that daddy has found him, his father must be nearby too. Shen Jue was full of shame and thought, if they lost their chance in this life because of the 20 years of delay in healing his wounds, what would he do to make it up
If he can't make up for it, what face does he have to go to see his father
Shen Jue could only silently pray that this opportunity would still exist, but he also understood that in twenty years, which one of the ordinary people has not married a wife and had children? Besides, his father is a noble person in this life, I'm afraid, it's too late. He raised his eyes and looked out the window, the sun was shining outside the window, and there was an occasional breeze blowing on his face. The haze in Shen Jue's heart dissipated a bit, no matter what, he found his father.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face. The smile is clean, pure and innocent, just like the child who snuggled in his father's arms and acted like a baby when he was young.