Bai Jiu's words were cold, and there was some warmth in the last moment, but how cold and severe this moment is. Xin Yi's eyelashes trembled, and he said, "Then he deserved to die, at least he has a place to live."
Bai Jiu didn't answer, but turned over to his side, looked at the big porcelain vase at the corner of the couch, and said, "This is his good fortune."
Xin Yi quickly stretched his clothes, dimpled, and said yes. The blush on his face hadn't dissipated yet, and he was lying on the cushion and smiling quietly like this, a few strands of hair slid down to cover his round and bright eyes, but it couldn't cover the innocent look between his brows.
Still young, very green.
Bai Jiu changed his posture with his long legs and continued to look back at him calmly, saying: "There is a banquet in the Duanyang Festival Palace, the Holy Majesty has called your name, do you want to follow me?"
Xin Yi just smiled and said, "I'm afraid I don't have a choice."
Bai Jiu said lightly: "If you don't go, no one will dare to bark. I'm asking you."
Xin Yi thought about his emperor's grandfather's face. The last time he saw him was probably when he was crowned heir. It had been eight or nine years, and he couldn't remember anything except the twelve chapters of the dragon robe that he saw when he knelt down. . What does the emperor look like. Xin Yi didn't care, but he had one thing to do, so he hesitated and said, "I want to go..."
Bai Jiu looked at the strands of hair in front of his eyes, her fingers were about to move, and guessed his thoughts seven or eight points, but she didn't ask the bottom line. After a while, she suddenly asked: "How did you spend this time at home?"
Xin Yi pulled the soft back into his arms again, and said, "Live like ordinary people."
"How do ordinary people live?"
Xin Yi raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that his expression was as usual, so he thought about it: "Mother took us to hang wormwood and smoked Angelica dahurica, and father gave realgar wine to my brothers. Because Beiyang only has Shangjin for dragon boat racing, so father is not happy." This. Every time I wake up early in the morning, my mother brings us together with my father to wrap the corner millet. The second brother is very handy, and every time he wraps it very beautifully, but it is my father who has wrapped it for several years, but he is still clumsy." He said this moment After a pause, the smile was a little soft, and he said: "Maybe I have learned it long ago, I just want my mother to teach me by hand."
Bai Jiu kept listening, tapping his fingers lightly on his legs.
"The sachets of my brothers are all embroidered by my mother herself. I am young and can only hang five-color thread. When the horn millet is steamed, I will exchange the sachets with meat stuffing for my brother. After several years of changing, I don't know. Everyone in the family except father likes to eat candied dates." Xin Yi's tone became lighter as he spoke, he turned over with his arms in his arms, his slightly raised eyes could see through the window pane the already dark sky, "When it gets dark, the mansion The lanterns were lit one by one, and we sat under my mother’s favorite grape trellis to watch the stars and chat, and each had fun. It’s like this on Duanyang Festival, on Moon Worship Festival, and on ordinary days.”
never parted.
Even at the end of the road, father and mother never left any son behind.
"It's so common." Xin Yi turned his eyes to Bai Jiu who was on the side, and said with a smile: "It's not interesting to say it."
"It's really immodest for you to say that." Bai Jiu squinted his eyes as if recalling, and said, "I thought they were all sitting together like dogs."
"That's the practice in Kyoto." Xin Yi continued to laugh, "My lord must have lived in the palace all the time."
Bai Jiu showed regret, "You look like a dog."
Xin Yi laughed out loud this time, relaxed, and said, "That's not the case."
"Even if it is called a beast in clothes, it is due to this skin. If it is not so, I am afraid it is a monster. Such a comparison is not as appropriate as a human being." Bai Jiu pressed his fingertips on the tip of his nose and said: "Now it's the vicious dogs that are in power, and even the skin can't hide the hostility of the beasts around."
"My lord...it doesn't count." Xin Yi said gently and softly, "Although your lord has bad rumors, he is an honest person."
Hearing this, Bai Jiu laughed, and suddenly poked her head down, just above his eyes, narrow and cold, "What a big illusion."
"It's not an illusion." Xin Yi said softly, "At least my lord is not a hypocrite."
Bai Jiu looked at him for a long time, his cheeks flushed slightly, the tip of his ears burned again, his dimples faded and he felt a little cramped, his heart felt itchy. The fingertips finally touched the strands of hair in front of him, and it was obvious that they should be pushed away immediately, but Bai Jiu's fingertips were caressing the soft strands of hair.
The atmosphere that had finally calmed down warmed up again, this time Xin Yi sat up abruptly and said, "That's bad."
Bai Jiu retracted her hand, sat up too, looked into his eyes and asked.
Xin Yi covered his clenched hands under his nose under his gaze, and said slowly: "Did you forget... to eat."
Bai Jiu hummed as usual, and instead of looking at Xin Yi's astringent expression and red-hot ear tips, he got off the bed and called Qu Lao, then turned to him and said, "You need to apply medicine after the meal, after you take a bath Call someone to inform me." After saying that, he walked out without looking back.
Xin Yi felt that Bai Jiu's pace this time was faster than yesterday. When Qu Lao served the meal, Xin Yi's ears were still hot. He reached out and touched it, but couldn't tell what it was like. Just as she was about to get up, her hand touched the uncut jade left by Bai Jiu on the couch, and she opened it for a look.
His face burned again.
After taking a bath, he didn't find anyone to call Bai Jiu. He took the medicine casually. He tossed and turned on the bed, and finally fell asleep in a mess. The next day, when I got up from this feeling, my head still hurt a little, maybe it was because of thinking too much. Xin Yi asked someone to change the cold water, and wiped his face again before lifting his spirits.
After learning that Bai Jiu was not in the mansion, Xin Yi left the house. The sky is gray today, and it looks like it is going to rain, but the breeze is gentle, and I feel especially comfortable when standing under the tree.
"Duanyang Festival is approaching, how did your lord live in the mansion before?" Xin Yi raised his hand to hold the leaf on top of his hair, and twirled it with his fingertips, "I heard that Kyoto is very different from Beiyang."
"My lord doesn't have festivals." Qu Lao smiled at Xin Yi with his hands behind his back, and said with a little emotion: "I didn't have time to work in Jinyiwei before, but now even if it's the time of the festival, my lord might not know. There is no one in the mansion. The female relatives, let alone anyone who dares to remind me, my lord has been wandering around like this for a few years."
"These few years?"
Qu Lao stroked his beard, only smiled, and said: "The wind is good today, if it is a horse race, it must be comfortable."
Xin Yi stopped asking, but chatted with Qu Lao about other things, and went to the racecourse. Probably because of the cool wind today, Chiye seemed very active. When he saw Xin Yi from afar, he raised his hooves and moved restlessly, as if he couldn't wait to get out of the slaughterhouse. Xin Yi let it out, and Chi Ye had fun on the racecourse, turned around and came back to Xin Yi, rubbing his head vigorously. Xin Yi laughed, and touched it a few times.
After playing for a while, someone bowed to Elder Qu's ear to report that he had an invitation to visit. After glancing at General Qu's post, he knew that it was not for your lord, but for Xin Yi.
Xin Yi took a look at the post in his hand, and said with a smile, "I don't recognize Mr. He, who is a political advisor, but does Mr. Qu know?"
"This Mr. He's name is Anchang, and his character is Xu. People in Beijing call him 'Qingliu Chaozhu'. He is upright and upright. Although he does not serve in the Inspectorate, he has the power of inspector appointed by the Holy Spirit. He is the most feared face of corrupt officials. Cut. Mr. He was born in the Imperial Academy, and he is also Mr. Zuo Xiangzhang's beloved disciple. He is also a famous person in this capital." Qu Lao sighed and said: "He is a good person, but Mr. Zhang is the first to follow , has never shown a good face to us adults."
Since he is a student of Zuo Xiang Zhang Taiyan, he is the leftist who has the most trouble with Bai Jiu, and of course he will not give Bai Jiu a good face.
Xin Yi looked at the three words He Anchang again and again, but he really couldn't see what such an upright person wanted him to do? His only value now lies in the succession of soldiers and horses in Beiyang Sanjin, a courtier in Beijing, and he is not like Bai Jiu, what can he say to himself
Xin Yi thought about it, accepted the post, and said, "No matter what, I'll go and have a look."
He Anchang did not invite him to the mansion for a meeting, but settled in the Buer Tea House, an elegant resort in Kyoto. This is not an ordinary tea house, it is in opposition to Xiao Xiao Lou, which Bai Jiu often goes to, in Kyoto, and it is the place where Zuo Xiang Zhang Taiyan likes to listen to books and drink tea. It's a good choice for Xin Yi to say that he chose this place, so that it would not only appear that He Anchang is selfishly planning to seek Beiyang soldiers, but also allow Xin Yi to show up before the leftists, and ring Bai Jiu's alarm bell along the way.
As for whether this is a wake-up call for Bai Jiu, Xin Yi really can't guess. You said that Bai Jiu brought him to Beijing because of Beiyang soldiers and horses to keep him safe, but this man never mentioned the word Beiyang soldiers and horses to him. You said that Bai Jiu was a personal friend, but before Po Sao City, he had never had any friendship with Bai Jiu, and Yan Wangfu had no relationship with the person named Bai Jiu.
The carriage stopped outside Bu Er Tea House, Xin Yi lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, and saw several carriages walking around in twos and threes, all of which were plain and ordinary. When he dimpled, he smiled warmly.
There are no clean officials in this capital, a brother who is a gangster in a big dye vat, no matter how simple his superficial work is, his hands are more or less stained with gray. On this point, Bai Jiu has always done as he pleases, compared to a hypocrite, he doesn't care to be a villain.
As soon as the threshold was crossed, Xin Yi felt the gazes from all around. He raised his head and swept around, his dimples remained persistent, appearing very amiable and obedient. On the stairs to the second floor stood a cold young man with his hands behind his back, he was actually a student dressed in a scholar's uniform.
Xin Yi nodded with a gentle smile, and walked upstairs. He Anchang was not polite, and led the way, "Please, Mr. Yi."
Before going upstairs, he had already heard the storyteller's cadence, and Xin Yi heard the name of the former court Wang Zang carefully. Wang Zang is an eunuch, the most powerful official who made the previous dynasty turn and fall, and he has been infamous for thousands of years. It's just that this power leans towards the government and the opposition, and it seems to have ulterior motives at this time when it cooperates with Bai Jiuyi.
As soon as you go up to the second floor, you can see the unusualness of this Buer Tea House. The fence on the second floor is wide open. When people sit in the middle, there is a three-pointed storyteller holding a tree in front, and there is a seven-point elegant beauty cooking tea on the rear vertical screen. The more the field of vision goes out of the lookout fence, the more orderly the view of Kyoto can be seen. The most wonderful thing is that the royal palace can also be seen, and the precious glaze on the top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony adds to the majesty and righteousness. At this time, when the breeze comes again, drinking tea is also enjoyable.
There is already someone sitting in the middle seat, a hale and hearty old man with snowy temples and frosty hair. With just one glance, Xin Yi roughly guessed who he was. It's not that Xin Yi has good eyesight, but that this person has an extraordinary personality. Only his position and prestige can make him worthy of him.
Left Xiang Zhang Taiyan.
He Anchang said to Xin Yi: "Your Majesty, please sit down."
Xin Yi bowed his hands to him first, indicating that he should sit down first. Zhang Taiyan on the seat twirled two thin-skinned walnuts, laughed when he saw this, and said, "Why should Yi Shizi be polite to Xu, just sit down. There are only you, me and him here today, they are not official positions, and they are tea friends That's right."
Xin Yi laughed out loud, his brows were a little innocent and amiable, and he took his seat without being polite or vigilant. He Anchang sat there too, and a boy behind the screen served tea. Xin Yi took a sip, his gentle smile remained unchanged, but he really couldn't taste it in his heart.
Zhang Taiyan blew and blew the tea again and again, and he did it like a great Confucian. Xin Yi felt emotional in his heart, so he could only lower his eyes and smile to see the ups and downs of the tea leaves in the cup, as if he didn't know much about the world and really tasted tea.
"The prince has been in Beijing for a few days." Zhang Taiyan's thin-skinned walnuts turned again, and he said with a smile: "It has been more than ten years since the old man left Beiyang. The scenery of Sanjin in Beiyang was as fresh as before, and I still remember it all the time." Think back. At that time, His Royal Highness King Yan was in the year of heroism, and he taught your eldest brother to be extremely stable. The old man once thought that Beiyang has such a virtuous king’s descendant, so why not worry about being prosperous for several generations.” Speaking of this, his eyes became more loving, He looked at Xin Yi as if he was his grandson. "Your second brother is the junior who I hoped most to be admitted to the Inspector's Office. I only hate that I was humbled at the time and couldn't accept Mr. Jing as a student. Now I think about it, and it hurts all the time. It's a pity."
Xin Yi stroked the fingertips on the side of the teacup and trembled slightly, and the waves in his lowered eyes were turbulent.
Yes, that year.
Back then, who could compete with the princes in his Beiyang Yan Palace, when his father conquered Dawan Township three times, when his eldest brother was young and stable, and was a talented soldier, and when his second brother Wendong Dalan was very talkative, when he was The third brother's surprise attack was invincible. How much glory was like dust in the past, but now it is hidden in the heart of him alone. So much admiration and admiration failed to save anyone who shouldn't die in Yan Wang's mansion, leaving only the most useless dumb. Now no one has the right to say any more sentimental words to him, because it is the worship of the world that has made the countless sharp knives in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, driving everyone to death from all directions.
There is really no need to pretend to miss the glory at that time, he just wants to keep the ordinary feelings of the family.
Zhang Taiyan took a sip of tea, and was about to continue, when the hot tea on the opposite side slipped and poured over Xin Yi's scalding hand. Xin Yi opened his mouth and raised his head in a daze, which softened his heart.
"Your Majesty, be careful." He Anchang took out the cotton handkerchief in his sleeve and quickly wiped the hot tea on the back of Xin Yi's hand one by one, but he couldn't stop the red marks from becoming more and more obvious.
Xin Yi immediately waved his hands, indicating that there was no problem, and smiled apologetically at Zhang Taiyan, and thanked He Anchang very much. With his actions, He Anchang couldn't detect anything, but Zhang Taiyan, who had been sitting firmly opposite, smiled slightly.