The sedan chair trembled leisurely, and Jintang was holding a copy of "Thousand Years of Eyes" and looked at it at a glance. A Korean eunuch ran up from a long way along the street, whispered a few words to the sedan chair, and approached.
It's his own person, Jintang pushed the sedan chair aside, didn't look at him, only showed his ears, Xiao Pang looked a little nervous, and said in a low voice: "The governor called Ruan Tian away in the morning."
Jintang glanced at him lightly: "How did you deal with it?"
"Smack the whip, say to save face for him, don't slap his face."
Jintang smiled as if there was nothing, and waved his hands. Xiao Pang stepped back obediently, followed the sedan chair up, and waited respectfully. Jintang casually said, "Reward him."
The sedan board was pushed up, and Jintang continued to read, without reading a single page, the sedan chair wobbled and fell, only to hear the sedan chair man shouting outside: "What's going on ahead!"
He has already arrived near Qi Wan's Xingyuan. He temporarily lives in Jiugongzi Garden. The streets here are narrow and there are always small frictions. I don’t know, I was beaten here.”
"Well," Jintang said indifferently, "tell him to get up and get out of the way."
The person with the sedan chair went forward to drive away the people, the sedan chair trembled leisurely again, and Jintang felt very comfortable with the trembling, probably because he was in a good mood, he pushed the sedan chair open, opened only a crack, and saw a roof on the side of the road smashed to pieces sedan chair.
"Stop!" He stomped his foot hard.
Before the sedan chair came to a complete stop, he opened the curtain and stepped out, pushed Qi Wan's people away and saw that it was indeed Qu Feng lying on the ground, not injured, but covered in mud, and someone stepped on his shoulder.
Jintang glanced around and found that those who hit people were all fire fighters without grade. Seeing him, he immediately stood upright and bowed down, and the sedan chair showed Liao Jixiang's name card. Extra politeness, he used his arms to pull him up. Qu Feng was much taller than him, so he had to hold him with his whole body.
So close, seeing his eyes, Qu Feng blushed, like a boy who did something stupid and was smashed by the person he least wanted to see, ashamed and at a loss.
"Do you know who this is!" Jintang looked really angry, pointing at the group of fire fighters, "This is the young master of the Ministry of Rites!"
Not to mention the son of the Minister of Rites, even the Minister of Rites, the eunuch would not buy it. The fire fighters looked at each other in blank dismay, and because of Jintang's face, they obediently "confessed".
Qu Feng looked very embarrassed. The most embarrassing thing was not that he was beaten, but that Jin Tang saw the beating. Thinking about the last time the two met, he wanted to thank him, but he couldn't say it.
Zhengyi got rid of the siege, and Jintang supposedly got into the sedan chair, but he bent down and patted the hem of Qu Feng's official robe with his hands—a pair of delicate and white hands, wearing a gemstone ring that had been consecrated. He wasn't pretending to be a good person Qu Feng could feel that he was sincere and wanted him to leave cleanly and decently.
Just because I stopped the crippled him out of kindness last time? Qu Feng raised his head in a daze, and found that Jintang's people were staring at him with surprise and even hostility. He remembered that a classmate said in the past, "The eunuch's temper is the most difficult to get, but if you can get it, yes You can cut off their minds, but you can also cut off your head, and even do your best for you." Now it seems that it is true.
"Thank you." Qu Feng said suddenly.
Jintang's hand patting the robe stopped in response, as if surprised, he thought that Qu Feng looked down on him and disdain to communicate with him, he straightened up, his palms were covered with dust: "Sit in my sedan chair ,I… "
Qu Feng suddenly stuffed something into his hand, bowed his head, and walked away despondently with his long companion and bearer.
Jintang slowly looked at his hand, it was a small handkerchief, it was snow white, not silk, but finely woven Ding Niangzi's cloth, he hurriedly called to the sedan chair: "Hurry up, bring water!"
He asked the servants to keep the veil, washed his hands with clean water, and dried them with a silk sweat towel that had been scented with olives. Then he took the veil back, picked up the curtain and got on the sedan chair.
The Jiugongzi Garden is not big, but the scenery is good. There are several thousand-year-old trees and a lilac forest. Jintang is sitting in the flower gallery under the lilac forest and waiting for Qi Wan. The tea is good tea, and it can be brewed well. Just not hot. Herbal tea was not a good sign, as expected, Qi Wan hadn't arrived for a long time, and Jintang waited since the sun was in the east, and waited until the sun was in the west, before he came in casual clothes.
The older girl that Tu Yao sent last time followed and brought him a teacup. Qi Wan didn't have much airs, so he broke off a flower bud from a branch and sat beside Jintang.
Jin Tang quickly stood up, bowed his waist respectfully, Qi Wan put the flower branch to his nose and sniffed: "Sit," he looked him over from top to bottom, "Your surname is... Jin?"
"The second ancestor has a good memory!"
"What about the second ancestor, if the subordinates flatter you," Qi Wan smiled: "The people around Lao Ba are all good, all of you are very good, you, and Lao Qi."
The atmosphere was harmonious, and Jin Tang hurriedly took out the gift slip from his bosom, which was exactly the one that Meazza gave to Zheng Mi last time: "Second Ancestor, our duke specially asked me to make an apology..."
Qi Wan took the gift list, waved to the eldest girl, and let her go down: "The old eighth wife is out of touch," he said, and he actually turned it over. Jintang was surprised. Usually, eunuchs are ashamed when they are in this position. Yu personally read the gift list, just as he felt something was wrong, Qi Wan asked, "Are you taking care of Liao Jixiang's letters?"
The address changed, instead of "Lao Ba" and his full name, Jintang knew that he had to deal with it carefully: "Yes, official documents and private messages are all under my control."
Qi Wan squinted at the gift list, and pretended to ask casually: "Before I came to Nanjing... did my ancestors send a letter?"
He has been here before, Jin Tang is a shrewd person, and immediately replied: "No, maybe he has been here before, the Duke didn't show it to me."
"Oh, he didn't know I was coming..." Qi Wan put down the gift list and played with the flower branch in his hand, "By the way, I heard that he can't sleep well at night?"
"I have nightmares every night," Jin Tang said, "Tell the truth to my second ancestor, Duke Du...was injured in Gansu."
The person who sent Liao Jixiang to Gansu was today's son, and this was a taboo, Qi Wan remained silent, so Jintang could only continue: "A few years ago, I invited a great master from Mount Putuo, and he diagnosed Taisu pulse, and it took me three quarters of a day The little hen bone with a broken throat invited Luan Bixian, who said that he had to cut down trees, we... "
"The spell is right, can it work like this?" Qi Wan suddenly slapped the gift list, "Thousands of trees can be chopped down at will, what is he going to do!"
This was outraged, Jintang made a panicky look, and knelt down with a "plop". Qi Wan didn't ask him to get up, but with a little force on his hand, he broke off the flower branch: "Some people say that he cut down the dwarf pear tree because he knew I was coming."
Jintang raised his head suddenly: "Judgment!" He kneeled up to Qi Wan, took off his gauze hat and threw it out, "Without the dwarf pear tree, what good will Duke Du get?" He pulled out the silver hairpin from the hairpin, "Ding "He threw it to his feet, "If the second ancestor is suspicious, he will cut off the slave's head and let the slave prove Liao Du's innocence!"
Qi Wan didn't hesitate to cut off a slave's head, and Qi Wan also knew that this kid believed he would chop it off, and if he dared to take his head out to fight, either Liao Jixiang was really innocent, or this Jin was a die-hard loyalist: "Haha Haha!" Qi Wan laughed loudly, "You boy, interesting!" He threw away the broken flower branch while laughing, and rubbed his hands, "Get up, put on your crown, come to my room, and drink some hot tea !"
Before night fell, Xie Yilu ran to Lingfu Temple in a hurry, the purple-red sky shone on the white stone lamp, showing a bright blood color. He came to deliver the letter last night, the letter was addressed to Liao Jixiang, but it was still the old custom, and he did not sign it. At the beginning, he wrote: You are a rich man, I am a poor man, although I am like summer flowers to winter snow, I just want to see you .
"I just want to see you", this is Xie Yilu's whole thought at the moment, he wants to see him once, so as to end this bad relationship.
After three or four steps away, he saw something in the stone lamp, which was a letter. He walked closer, and when he looked at the paper, he knew that it was not his own letter. The other party replied so quickly, which meant that Liao Jixiang was being read by people every day. ? Xie Yilu couldn't help being a little flustered, and spread out the paper randomly, even rudely, with a scribbled word on it: "The rich and the noble have a knife on their necks, and the poor are at ease.
Tomorrow, the old time, the old place, friends. "