The most powerful minister in the world

At night, with the bright moon in the sky, the flying fireflies are twinkling, the flowers that bloomed during the day have closed, and the chirping of frogs and insects in the secluded place makes people feel calm and calm.

Under the Albizia Julibrissin tree, six copper candle lamps surround a mahogany square table with peach blossom wine and many vegetables.

The sound of living water springs in the east is pleasant to the ears, and the bamboo forest in the west is blown by the breeze.

"Hmm~ This craftsmanship is made by Li Min. It is a great achievement that a bowl of such ordinary green vegetables can be made into such a delicious state."

Seeing Feng Zhuoyi closing his eyes and tasting it carefully, Jing Xi laughed dumbly and said, "You have always loved eating meat. Why do you love a bowl of spinach so much today?"

"Hey, the second young master doesn't know something. Eating too much of this meat will make your teeth clogged. Only by eating the essence of heaven and earth occasionally can you neutralize it."

The two of them were talking nonsense, and Yan'er was a little flustered between them. Jingxi patted the back of her hand and said teasingly, "Why, you're angry because I didn't praise your cooking skills?"

"Hmph~ Young Master wants to make fun of Lian'er again. Let's go and see if Sister Li has eaten."

As soon as Lian'er stepped away, Feng Zhuoyi twirled his wine glass and glanced sideways at the bright light in the south room.

"Second Young Master, you are so lucky to have a confidante again?"

"Hey~" Jingxi quickly stretched out his hand to interrupt him, "Don't be ridiculous, she's my cousin."

"Cousin? Stop making trouble. Do I look like a fool? Yesterday I was teasing others in the Jucai Building. Today I live in your yard and I have become my cousin?"

As soon as Feng Zhuoyi finished speaking, Jingxi narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "I said yes, can't I?"

I saw Feng Zhuoyi's neck shrinking, and he said haha: "I understand, I understand, it's my cousin!"

While the two were talking, occasionally the flowers of the acacia tree slowly fell down in the air, and some even fell into the wine glass. Jingxi still ignored it and drank in one gulp.

"This is the Qingming Festival, the day to commemorate our ancestors, but we are busy non-stop, phew~"

Jingxi touched the jade ring on his left thumb and looked at the stars, his expression becoming profound.

On the other hand, Feng Zhuoyi's free and easy face was dotted with a smile. He gently shook his folding fan and joked: "Although you were picked up from the snow nest, you still got a great opportunity. As for me, a copper pea, If you are wandering alone between heaven and earth without sighing, why should the Second Young Master secretly feel sad?"

Jingxi immediately gave him the middle finger to express his attitude. After these days of running in, the two of them understood each other tacitly.

"On the Huainan Road side, Second Young Master, you can rest assured that everything will be over in less than a month. For now, we still have to focus on this side."

Seeing that Jing Xi didn't speak for a long time, Feng Zhuoyi looked up and saw that his hands were resting on the armrests of the Taishi's chair with a devilish smile and a calm expression, as if the world was in his hands. Fiddle with.

"Oh~ It seems that the second young master is already confident."

Our young master never fights an unprepared battle. He knocked on the half-empty wine glass and Feng Zhuoyi obediently filled it.

"Second Young Master, please stop showing off. I still want to make a contribution."

The pear blossom wine went into his throat, with a sweet taste mixed with a bit of refreshing. Jingxi leaned back in his chair, closed his folding fan, and said with a jumpy look: "Don't disband today's team, we are on standby at any time. Let's play with him for a few days, and we can figure it out as we play." We’ve caught everyone.”

Feng Zhuoyi stroked his chin, patted the table and said, "It's wonderful, soft yet strong, but the court side..."

"Hey~ You don't need to worry about this. We have people backing us, so what are we afraid of? Just spread your arms and do things."

The two looked at each other, smiled, and exchanged glasses, making the sound of cups clinking together.

It wasn't until midnight that Feng Zhuoyi wandered away. Jingxi yawned, already smelling of alcohol. When he returned to the room, he hugged the pillow and fell asleep without waiting for the hot water to be brought in from behind the curtain.

I don't know how much time passed, but in his daze, he could only hear intermittent sobbing. He suddenly woke up, put on his coat and walked out the door.

The door opened with a creak, and a dark shadow flashed under the stone archway leading from the courtyard to the garden. There seemed to be flames shining on the wall inside the stone door.

Jingxi was sober from alcohol and hurried over. Could it be that the gangster was there, so why did he set the fire?

He had just stepped in with one foot, and before words came out of his mouth, he saw paper money scattered on the bluestone road, three plates of offerings, and three pillars of fragrance. When he turned around, he saw that the beautiful lady was sobbing secretly with her back on her back.

Jingxi called softly: "Lian'er."

The beauty was shaken all over, she wiped her face gently with a handkerchief and turned around, tears streaming down her face, her red eyes showing desolation in the dark night.

"Son."

Seeing the look of Nizi whom he loved so much, Jingxi walked straight over, put his coat on her body, held her cheeks and stared at her for a long time.

"What's wrong? Who is the person holding the memorial ceremony for in the courtyard?"

There was a cool breeze in the yard, and the skirt of her skirt was fluttering in the curtains. Her white jade hairpin fell off, and three thousand green silk hairs were scattered on her shoulders. She was dressed in a thin gray-blue gauze dress, and her eyes were full of... delicate and charming.

"Wow~ Lian'er didn't want the young master to know that she came out to pay homage to her father and mother while the young master was drunk at night, but her love was unstoppable and woke up the young master, wow wow~"

Lan'er rushed into Jingxi's arms and cried like a child. Jingxi patted her on the back: "You girl, you actually hid this kind of thing from me and endured it alone. There is no way you can do anything to me." Take it to heart!”

After saying this, Lan'er cried even more fiercely, and hugged his body tightly with two arms: "Lian'er has only one relative left in this world, the Young Master. The Young Master doesn't want to worry about the Young Master, wow wow wow."

Jingxi kissed her hair and sighed secretly. The pain of losing a parent was unique in the world.

This girl, alas...

"Lian'er!" Jingxi covered her shoulders and looked at her with tender eyes, "Follow me!"

He held Lian'er's hand and walked to a tufted cattail cattail, knelt down, lit three sticks of incense, and pinched it with both hands.

Under Lian'er's gaze, he said in a loud voice: "Uncle, aunt, and junior Jingxi, only now do we know that the two souls have passed away to heaven, which is really a great evil!"

"The two daughters met each other when the younger generation was young and have been together till now. They are very close to each other. I wonder if they will never be found again in the world. Now that the two elders have passed away, the younger generation makes an oath here."

"I, Jingxi, am willing to protect Yan'er throughout my life and never let her suffer any injustice!"

"Two elders, you can supervise me under Jiuquan!"

Lian'er stood alone in the courtyard, covering her mouth with tears rolling down her face as she watched her son swear an oath and kowtow to the brazier. The flames in the brazier seemed to be gradually turning into human form.

Jing Xi picked up the wine glass: "If you violate your oath, heaven and earth will punish you!"

Tonight, Jingxi finally understood the sad expression that Lan'er inadvertently showed on New Year's Eve in Beijing, and finally understood what she was thinking when she sat alone in front of the window in the dead of night.

I finally understood why a sage from all walks of life said that she was a god of evil, but she would believe it even if she had a delicate heart.

I would like to ask, between heaven, earth and sky, with this woman beside you, what else can I ask for?