On one hundred ways of acting like a baby

"There is a gentleman in this palace. He is familiar with Kou Dan, and he still regards Kou Dan as his confidante."

Standing against the light, Gushara is tall, thin and straight, with a jade crown on his head and two strands of hair on his face.He smiled slightly, "If Zijin is willing to honor the face and come to the mansion, and have a detailed talk with the old man, there must be something to gain."

Yu Zijin didn't say yes or no, he just opened his eyes and looked at him carefully.

Kushara and Xuanbei are half-brothers with extraordinary appearance and temperament.When it comes to appearance, Gushara's brows and eyes lack a trace of ruthlessness, she is as gentle and elegant as jade, and she is so handsome that she is not dazzling at all.The two are the same only in their bones, they have a sense of arrogance, no matter whether they speak in a gentle or chilling tone, there is an undeniable domineering in their hearts.

The generals who followed Yu Zijin took a step forward, holding the handle of the knife in their hands, conveying a blatant sense of guard in their posture.

Yu Zijin raised her red lips and revealed a soft smile, "I don't want to go. Can you let him come over?"

Gu Xiala's eyes darkened for a while, it seemed that Yu Zijin's answer that she refused and wanted to take advantage of it was really unexpected.

He pursed his lips and smiled: "It's a good idea. The king immediately sent someone to invite the old man, but I'm afraid it's not good to gather in this Huanyanlou. Why don't we move to Mantanglou? This Mantanglou is the number one restaurant in Beijing. The cook is not much worse than the imperial cook in the palace."

Yu Zijin nodded happily, and the group turned around.

In the second-floor compartment of Mantanglou, the military general and Gushara's dark-looking sword-wielding guard occupy the side of the door.

Standing beside Yu Zijin, Dongsheng caught the gap between Gushara's loud ordering, and whispered in his ear: "There should be guards in the dark, but you still have to be careful."

Yu Zijin didn't show mountains or water on his face, and he didn't know how much he listened to.

"The party outside the Great Wall doesn't seem to be losing weight." Gushara poured the thin tea kettle into the cup with his hand, and the light tea fragrance overflowed.He handed the cup of tea to Yu Zijin, and said, "I think it's better to go outside the Great Wall without any restrictions, at least it's better than in the palace."

Yu Zijin was greedy for freshness, so Gululu poured the bitter tea into it, and then narrowed his eyes impatiently into thin slits.

"Who can drink bitter tea?" Gushara said sincerely, "This tea should be tasted little by little, so that it can enter the heart and lungs. In this way, remember the bitter taste, and naturally know where to find some sweetness."

There is something in the words.

But Yu Zijin is a piece of tofu, he doesn't eat hard and soft, and he doesn't care about grievances, he can knead it into balls for you to deal with big things.

Yu Zijin only asked, "When will the old man come?"

I can't wait for the old gentleman for an hour and a half, just wait for a table of delicious food.

Don't eat for nothing.Yu Zijin buried himself in the food, not caring about Gu Xiala at all.

Gushara sipped tea for a while, staring at Yu Zijin intently.

"How is Xuanbei treating you?" He asked, his tone seemed to come from the care of his natal family, so natural and intimate.

This intimacy is really comparable to that of Yu Zijin, it is natural and not adulterated.

There is sharp disrespect hidden in the word Xuanbei, and it is spit out from the mouth lightly and skillfully, too casually.

Yu Zijin blinked and replied vaguely: "Very good."

"A good one time is not a good life forever." Gu Xiala smiled lightly.

Yu Zijin replied with some certainty: "I'm pretty, and I won't run away, so he will always treat me well."

"You are—" Gushara shed a little surface indifference, and shrouded in a little interest, "It's very interesting."

Yu Zijin and Gushara only met each other's eyes a few times, and the only impression was the bright yellow Ping'an Fubao and Xuanbei's bleeding wound, which looked like a small hole, with the skin and flesh all gouged out, leaving it empty piece.Ugly.

He considered that he shouldn't ask directly about Fubao, let alone other questions.

It was the innate spirituality that warned Yu Zijin: You can't beat him, but you can't just talk nonsense in front of him.You can't talk to him bluntly, and you can't talk around it, because you can't get around him.

You have to listen to him and lead him to talk.

Yu Zijin was thinking crookedly in his heart, and said the wrong thing, "Is Xuanbei treating you well?"

"Has Xuanbei ever treated his brother well?"

Gushara replied: "The former prince appreciated him, but now he has been imprisoned in the dungeon for many years without seeing the light of day. Gemin grew up with him for many years, and finally died under his hands. Sooner or later, the king and Daru will also ask him to cut off his head." , how can it be better?"

When Gushara was talking, his expression was indifferent, as if he was talking about the weather.

"He won't chop off your head for no reason." Yu Zijin replied innocently.

"Do people need a reason to eat fish and kill chickens and ducks?" Gu Xiala said leisurely: "In his eyes, human life is like pigs and dogs. How can there be a reason to kill? Xuanbei has killed nurses since he was ten years old, and went to the battlefield at twelve or three years old, with blood on his hands Tired, it is rare to be soft-hearted if you slaughter all women and children. What's more, I am an obstacle to others when I am alive, so I will naturally think of a way to kill me."

Yu Zijin felt a little strange.

This person seemed to be hiding in the smoke, making it difficult for people to see clearly. It was not at all like the evil ghost in Yu Zijin's mind, but he was easy to talk to.How could he talk about life and death so casually?The hostility towards Xuanbei is also vague, like a person who doesn't care about anything.

Compared with Xuanbei who is deep and bluffing, Gu Xiala can easily pull down the defense of the heart, and then step on the bottom of his feet.If you look up again, he still smiles like that, calm and breezy, as if smiling all over the world.

"Are you trying to scare me?" Yu Zijin stopped his chopsticks and looked at Gushara suspiciously, "I'm not afraid of Xuanbei, it's useless for you to scare me."

Gu Xiala laughed: "Why do I have to scare you personally? You will know in a short time. At this time, he treats you well and has the right to be a plaything to pass the time. If you threaten his power in the future, he will be the first to kill you." I will stab you. If you still have the heart to live at that time, maybe you can come to this king."

He said, he took out a lucky bag from nowhere and put it on the table, pressed it with his fingertips, and slowly pushed it under Yu Zijin's eyes, and said: "I heard that you accidentally lost it on the way, so I specially gave it to you." You are alone, and you can keep safe with you. The palace is so big, even if you have nine lives, it’s not enough, if you don’t have something to rely on, how can you feel at ease?”

Yu Zijin stared straight at this lucky bag that he couldn't get rid of wherever he went.

Which one is this?

Is it the one trampled by the horse's hooves?

Xuanbei lost it?Or did he drop it?

Or is it a new one?

Yu Zijin wondered: How can there be so many blessings?one by one.

"It's the old gentleman."

Gu Xia La's voice with a round accent interrupted Yu Zijin's serious thinking.

He stood up, smiled politely at the person who came, and sat down when the white-haired old man was seated beside him, and poured tea for them.A set of movements is as smooth as flowing water, without any awkwardness.No flattery, no condescending nobility.

This is also very different from Xuanbei.

Yu Zijin saw this in his eyes, and then turned to look at the old man with slender wrinkles on his face.

A person who is close to Kou Danniang is already so old, if Kou Danniang is alive, will he also have these creases?

Yu Zijin couldn't think of how such an old woman could be the most beautiful woman in Beijing, and she also felt that it was difficult for Kou Dan to have such an aging appearance.

Sadly gone.

Fortunately, Kodan is gone.

Perhaps Yu Zijin was [-]% similar in appearance and temperament to Kodan, and the old man recognized his identity at a glance, and burst into tears, "You, you are Kodan's son?"

right?

Yu Zijin nodded in a daze.

"I've never heard that Kodan had any heirs." The old man said slowly, "However, you and Kodan have the same appearance, and anyone who is old can recognize Kodan."

"Is she a nice person?"

"What?" The old man couldn't react to the unexpected question.

Yu Zijin said word by word: "Is Kou Danniang a good person?"

"Is she a good person?" The old man chuckled hoarsely, with bitterness on his lips: "She...should be a good woman, but she is not a woman from a good family."

Somehow, why is it so ambiguous when it comes to Kou Dan's good or bad?

The old man's eyeballs didn't move, he was back many, many years ago.

"Kou Dan, if she glances at you, she will make you feel that you have no regrets in this life. If she smiles at you, it means that you will be lucky in your life..."

What the old man said was a glamorous and exquisite Koudan, who could read the bottom of people's heart even though she didn't know a word.It's a pity that the beauty is unlucky, she is a carpenter who shouldn't bear affection, and withered early in the Zhuangyuan Mansion.

"If she hadn't married into the No. [-] Scholar's Mansion, maybe..." the old gentleman hesitated to speak.

Yu Zijin and Zhang Er were puzzled.

Regardless of the Kodan that Aunt Hong spoke of or the Kodan that the old man spoke of, it seemed that they were somehow related to the Kodan he saw with his own eyes, and there was an insurmountable distance between them.

What exactly is Kodan?

Perhaps only the past days know.

Yu Zijin vaguely grasped a reason: the Koudan in everyone's eyes and mouth is the Koudan they see.And Kou Dan is Kou Dan, what others can see but not see is her Kou Dan.

He should never try to find the shadow of Kou Dan from other people.

So--

Right to be a good Kodan.

Yu Zijin thought contentedly: Kou Dan is a good Kou Dan, he is so similar to Kou Dan, he is also a good Yu Zijin.

very good.

The old man couldn't see that Yu Zijin lost one question and found another answer. He rambled on, as if it was rare to catch someone to talk about Kodan, wishing to talk about Kodan's every frown and smile to the sky.

It's getting dark outside, it's time to go back to the palace.

There is Xuanbei in the palace.

Yu Zijin became elated unconsciously, and hurriedly bid farewell to leave.Before he took two steps, he felt that the little fortune bag was pinched in his hand at some point.

He turned around and walked back, putting the lucky package in Gushara's palm.

"Do you not believe me, or do you trust Xuanbei too much?" Gushara smiled like a big fox wagging its tail.

"Give it back to you." Yu Zijin touched his nose, "Xuanbei will lose it if he sees it."

"You can hide." Gushara suggested kindly: "Everyone should hide some way out."

Yu Zijin shook his head, "No, I'll give it to you. I'm leaving."

When he walked out of the small wing, the general who held the handle outside the door clearly breathed a sigh of relief, and then gave Gushara's guard a hard look.

"See off the guests, Yingchen." Gushara's voice came from inside, with a faint smile, as if he was in a particularly happy mood.

The man named Yingchen was thin and long, with long black hair covering one eye, the other eye was gloomy and cold.His whole portrait is surrounded by thick black air, which can make people retreat invisibly.

"Let me see you again—" He glanced at Yu Zijin as he walked, and said in a low voice, "I'll kill you!"

The general drew out a piece of sword, the sharp blade was shining with silver light.

"Hmph." Yingchen snorted disdainfully, turned around and walked into Mantanglou again.

Yu Zijin pursed her lips, only thinking about going back to the palace.

He is also familiar with the deserted Zhengqing Palace, which is piled up like a mountain of government affairs scrolls. The bricks and tiles are bright red, and under the sunset, it looks pretty like a cardamom girl, with a lot of elegance.

Yu Zijin ran in hastily, and squeezed to Xuanbei's side with ease.

Xuanbei is writing, with thick calluses on the palm of one hand, long fingers, large joints, and light pink nails are hard and neat.Gushara said that these hands would kill him sooner or later.

He smiled and slipped his head under Xuanbei's raised arm, twisting around to prevent him from writing.

"Why are you so happy?" Xuanbei's tone was fake and fierce, but deep down he was fond of it.

"let me tell you."

Yu Zijin climbed onto Xuanbei mysteriously, covered his ears with both hands, and said softly, "My mother is doing well. Everyone says I am exactly like her, so I am the best."

Xuanbei was amused by this eccentric kid, "Really? Are you that good?"

"That's right." Yu Zijin said confidently, "I'm fine."

Xuanbei pinched his chubby cheeks from below with one hand, "Success, I know you are good. Go play by yourself, and I will accompany you later."

"Kiss?" Yu Zijin pouted like a fish, her black eyes flickering.

Xuanbei hugged him and kissed him deeply for a long time, before he let him go aside to play when he was out of breath.

Yu Zijin was extremely proud.

Lo and behold.

Xuanbei is clearly Ba Xinbagan's treasure.

He didn't believe Gushara.

The author has something to say:

this is not a flag

I don't abuse them, I don't abuse them

_(:з」∠)_It seems that it’s time for Lahuashanna and the imperial concubine to come out for a stroll

Can I finish it with another 10w? ?

Can it! !

I can!