It suddenly became warmer.
The superior ordered a large number of children from aristocratic families to go to Penglin Garden for spring hunting. As usual, Ji Hong escaped the rush by citing his poor health, while the second son of the "next door" was not so lucky, so he had to follow him. to work out. The two came back from court together, walked out of the palace gate, Min Xuefei sighed for a long time, it was a good idea to entertain him, it was clearly "deception".
Ji Hong didn't change his face: "I have concerns at home, so I can't go."
Min Xuefei's eyeballs almost rolled up to the top of his head, and they got into the sedan chair together. When boarding the car, Min Xuefei lent him his arm to support him. Who would have thought that Ji Hong would retreat suddenly, so that Second Young Master Min would not fall to the ground. Standing firm, he said angrily: "It's just to help you! Why did you pick up the shelf?"
Ji Hong lifted up his court clothes and got into the car, just sat on one side and didn't speak.
"I don't know, how did I offend our Young Master Ji, who doesn't even want to gossip with me?" Min Xuefei muttered.
Because of his frail body, Ji Hong spent much more time in the car than walking, so he was used to keeping a few idle books in the car to pass the time on the road. He didn't listen to what Min Xuefei wanted to say at this time, Gu Zi took out a book, held it in his hand and flipped through it—after just one glance, his face suddenly changed, he closed the book suddenly, and pressed it firmly on his knees, as if his eyes had been pierced by something, tightly It closed for a while before opening again.
Min Xuefei stared at him for a while, saw that his face turned red, and wondered: "Shuluan, you..."
Ji Hong looked out with flickering eyes, the carriages and horses were approaching a fork in the road, he suddenly stopped Duan Ming who was driving, and said to Second Young Master Min without turning his head: "You stay here, I will Going to Jin Youting, it’s not easy.”
"..."
Min Xuefei was kicked out of the car without a doubt. Facing the long way home, looking at the cars that had rumbled away, she thought that she was an important member of the imperial court after all, but was thrown on the street. She was really angry and laughed again. Angry again, she couldn't help slandering that car shadow: "This is really a shameless act!"
This really made Min Xuefei right!
Ji Hong lowered all the car curtains around the car, and reassured himself. Seeing that Duan Ming was driving the car seriously and had no tendency to turn back, he plucked up his courage and opened the book in his hand again, deceiving himself and others. After a glance, the title on the cover is called "Wild Fox Saliva".
It's absurd inside. Two, three, and one alone. Intertwined with each other, fat and thin, thick and thin, high and short. And a few more are painted with fine brushwork, finely detailed, white flowers, pink and clear, black ink-like hair pressed under the elbows like clouds. The young man is charming and charming, with a charming waist, and even coming down from the cloud, secretly wrapped in a furry big tail like a fairy, his expression and posture are so delicate that people dare not look directly at him without shame.
He was frozen, his heart pounding.
Who put it
Who else could let it go!
The chariots and horses turned a corner under the Lan Bridge, but did not go to Jin Youting, but returned to Li Guogong's mansion.
Ji Hong leaned against the wall of the car, his mind was terrified, and he was not woken up by Duan Ming until he was in front of the house. He opened his eyes and took a look, stuffed the evil books into the pile of books, got out of the car with his clothes off, Seeing the plaque of Li Guogong's mansion above his head, he calmed down and asked as he walked in, "Where is Jinnian today? How are things in the shop going?"
"Shi Xing sent a message earlier, saying that everything in the shop is fine, but a plaque is missing. The young master has been busy with the shop for the past two days, and has been resting in Jinyouting. Hearing what Shi Xing said, he seems to be in a bad mood." Duan Ming Behind him, I walked through the Kanghe courtyard all the way, but didn't enter, and went straight in again. He glanced at the closed small door of Kanghe Courtyard, and took the opportunity to hint to his master, "Listen to that, the name of the shop has already been thought up, but it has been too late to make a plaque, and I still want to wait for your son to mention it! "
Ji Hong stamped his feet, frowned and said, "He didn't tell me."
He stopped suddenly, Duan Ming could only step back slightly, lowered his head and reminded: "You haven't seen young master these few days."
This is euphemistic, but it’s not that I haven’t seen it, but I’m hiding it on purpose, and it’s so obvious, not to mention Yu Jinnian, even a rough warrior like Duan Ming can see it, and only Ji Hong himself On this mountain, I still feel that this matter is done seamlessly.
Ji Hong was silent for a moment, then walked over without saying a word, turned around a long corridor, pushed open a heavy red door, and entered a dark and dark courtyard deep in the mansion.
Duan Ming raised his head slightly, and saw an old plaque hanging solemnly under the whitewashed wall and black tiles, with the inscription "go straight on the right path". Rotting wood smell. Going further in, he was not qualified to follow, so he could only stop here, and Ji Hong only entered one door, stood between two sandwiched doors, and looked up at the "straight path on the right path" plaque.
Duan Ming is not the only servant who is not qualified to enter.
Ji Hong took off the outer court clothes, folded them neatly and handed them to Duan Ming, then lifted the hem of the clothes, and knelt on the steps wearing only his middle clothes.
For two full hours, Duan Ming stayed outside and could move his feet occasionally, but he couldn't stand it anymore, let alone someone kneeling on a sharp and uneven step instead of a flat ground. He probed in again, and saw that the man was as straight as a bamboo, but he didn't know how to put water on himself, and his back was soaked, and it was sticking to his back thinly, with vertical and horizontal flowers blooming.
After calling "Master", someone came over with a lantern at the other end of the corridor, and he hurriedly retreated to the side silently.
The person who came was a young woman with mottled temples, wearing a dark green dress with plain hairpins, accompanied by two maids, she went straight in without looking at Ji Hong who was kneeling at the door, took three sticks of fresh incense, and lay down on the On the futon, I read Buddhist scriptures to my ancestors: "There is nothing like a Buddha in the sky and in the world, and the world in the ten directions is also incomparable. I can see everything in the world, and there is nothing like a Buddha..."
In the pious Buddhist words, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "This is the tenth day."
He said, "Mrs. Ji."
The Buddha's words stopped suddenly, and Mrs. Ji raised her head.
Ji Hongdao: "Outside Beiyan Pass, the extreme northern ice field was covered by heavy snow for ten days—"
Duan Ming took a step forward in astonishment, before he had time to dissuade him, Mrs. Ji's eyes were red, she took the family law from the incense table, walked over in a few steps, raised her hand and whipped Ji Hong, telling him to "shut up" .
He couldn't help but get a blow, and blood oozes from the wound that stopped last night. How can he be healed like this day and night, over and over again? But he didn't know how to repent. Instead, he knelt down and was stood up by everyone. The corners of his mouth were pursed, and he wanted to continue as if he didn't know the pain: "The mountain was blocked by heavy snow for ten days... the ice cave in the snowfield, when we were at the end of the road, my second brother scratched himself to save my life." Three knives."
Beep—again.
At this time, Duan Ming felt that he was crazy. No one dared to mention Ji Yan's death for so many years. A scar is a knot in her heart that she will never be able to solve in this life. How violent it was at the beginning, it almost changed the entire Jifu's servants, and now it was revealed abruptly, but it was just another bone-shattering injury.
Again and again, Mrs. Ji just told him to shut up, she punished him severely, but also cried fiercely, almost venting.
A whole coat, with wounds on the front and sweat on the back, there is no good place the size of a palm.
Ji Hong gritted his teeth and endured an unknown number of times, but his body was finally weak. When another blow landed on his right shoulder, he finally staggered and fell to the side. Duan Ming quickly supported him, seeing that the third son in his arms was still struggling to get up, he couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "Ma'am, the third son is now the son of the emperor, so to speak, in the future—"
"In the future?" Mrs. Ji's eyes were scarlet, and her dignified face was full of sadness and anger, "This rebellious son killed my son... In the future, he will kill me and his own father. It's his! This son, he snatched it from Yan'er! Now he still wants to get a servant to come in, just like his vicious mother, who is a evil star from heaven!"
She scolded Duan Ming together: "You ungrateful, spoiled people! Let me tell you, Ji Hong, the Ji family won't allow him unless I die!"
Ji Hong got up on his knees and held back his breath: "I am ungrateful and ruined the family style. I have paid back the three knives of my second brother for 20 years, and I have knelt on the steps outside the ancestral hall for 20 years. I ask myself. No shame, this time for ten days, I kneel down to honor my ancestors, and for this one hundred and twenty lashes, I will repay my father's kindness of birth... Tomorrow morning, I will move out of Jifu."
"What did you say?" Mrs. Ji couldn't believe it, "Ji Hong, you're going to drive yourself away, you're going to collapse the Ji family! Yan'er saved you, a wolf, you eat his flesh, Drinking his blood to survive, and wanting to pay off a hundred and twenty lashes? I knew you were born with a rebellious nature, but who knew that you ended up doing it for a servant... How ridiculous!"
Ji Hong coldly lowered his eyes, and argued with Mrs. Ji for the first time: "Second brother's love, I will repay it all my life, but the Ji family has no kindness to me. No matter who I am today, even if it is ridiculous, it is not your turn." Come laugh at me."
Duan Ming said anxiously: "Third Young Master!"
Snapped-
Sure enough, a sharp whip was thrown on Ji Hong's body, tearing a hole in his jacket.
"Kneel! Kneel until tomorrow morning, and get out of Duke Li's mansion!" Mrs. Ji was so angry that she couldn't say anything more, she threw the family law at Ji Hong, and left the ancestral hall.
—
As soon as she left, Duan Ming immediately went to pull Jihong, but Jihong refused to get up.
Really knelt all night.
Perhaps he was thinking, or he was simply saying goodbye to this place that was barely called "home" but had no family ties.
It wasn't until the end of the night that Ji Hong suddenly moved.
Duan Ming hurried up to help him up again, but before he reached the right position, he found that the other party was smiling. He was shocked and stunned. He sighed and gasped like a ghost: "Third Young Master, why are you still laughing! It's all the same as Whoever learns it, you just go with it, there is nothing you can’t say? Madam just has some prejudices in her heart, if she meets the young master in the future, she will definitely change her opinion of him, why did it get so troublesome.”
"I obeyed more than once or twice, and even today, she has never changed her opinion of me." Ji Hong's face has faded to paper, the wounds on his body are frozen, and his shirt is stuck to his body miserably , but he was in a good mood, "That's the case, even I can't bear to scold a person, why do you want him to be angry with irrelevant people in the house."
Ji Hong stood in front of the ancestral hall, looking up at the bright sun.
He stretched out his hand to take the court clothes that Duan Ming had been holding all night, opened his arms, and put them on neatly.
The crimson tall and straight court clothes completely concealed his distress, so that he was the famous Ji Shuluan in the capital again—Ji Hong lowered his head and lightly flicked his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go home. Maybe we can make it in time for breakfast."
"..." Duan Ming said silently, his heart went crazy.