Biography of Xi Shan

Zhuzi's house is not far from here, just turn a corner.There are several chickens and a vigorous big yellow dog in the yard at the entrance. A three or four-year-old boy is sitting on a small bench, biting the glutinous rice cakes, and whimpering when he sees the bamboo coming. What.

Zhuzi's daughter-in-law in the house heard the movement and came out. Seeing two handsome young men behind Zhuzi, she wiped her hands on her apron in embarrassment, and said with a smile, "There are guests at home, come in quickly."

Jing Ji smiled and said, "I'm bothering you."

Zhuzi's daughter-in-law is an honest person, and she doesn't know how to say polite words, so she asked the two of them to pour water immediately after entering the door, and brought out a small bowl of glutinous rice cakes from the kitchen.

"There is nothing good at home, so let's just eat some glutinous rice cakes. It's really neglectful."

"It's good to eat glutinous rice cakes, you're welcome." Jing Ji picked up a glutinous rice cake and took a bite. The glutinous rice cake was dipped in a thin layer of sugar, and it tasted sweet when eaten. Seeing Chen Daozhen sitting beside him silently Without saying a word, Jing Ji took a bite of the glutinous rice cake and stuffed it into his mouth, saying, "Senior Brother Chen, you can eat too."

Chen Daozhen raised the corner of his lips, took a bite and pushed back.

The child stared at him closely, scratched the table anxiously, rolled his eyes but didn't speak, looking pitiful.

"Tiger!" Zhuzi's daughter-in-law shouted reproachfully, pulling the child to her face.

"It's Huzi's glutinous rice cake." The child whispered, the voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Jing Ji took out a pack of candied fruit from his arms, "Is it okay if I exchange this with you for Ciba?"

Huzi's eyes lit up, he subconsciously looked at his parents, and took two steps forward.

"How can I do that?" Zhuzi glared at his son coldly, "Huzi, don't be unruly!"

Jingji stuffed the candied fruit into the child's hands, and said with a smile, "I gave this to Huzi, brother Zhuzi, why don't you tell me what happened."

When Zhuzi's wife heard that several people wanted to talk about something, she hurriedly avoided suspicion and brought the child into the inner hall.

"It's a long story." Zhuzi said, "It starts with our master's [-]th birthday."

Speaking of the [-]th birthday, Jing Ji couldn't help looking at Chen Daozhen angrily, Chen Daozhen pursed his thin lips and brushed off his sleeves with his face away.

"I was originally a servant of the Chu Mansion, and I served the master personally. On my birthday, I was sent to serve a guest. Hiss...Speaking of which, little brother, you seem to be somewhat similar to that guest... .. but he should be older now."

Jing Ji scratched his head, hehe smiled.

"The guest has a gentle temper and sent me to rest early. That day coincided with my master's birthday, and I was already very tired. I saw that the guest was very kind, and I felt lazy, so I went to bed early. , When I woke up the next day, I found that there were many unfamiliar servants in the mansion, the former house slaves including me were all sent to the side courtyard, and some were even sent out of the mansion."

Jing Ji puffed up his cheeks. Chen Daozhen had already confessed this matter to him before. After his grandfather was imprisoned, in order not to make him suspicious, he specially found someone who was [-]% similar to his grandfather to take his place. At that time, he had never had too many ties with the Chu family, and he had only met Chu Nantian once, so he didn't find any clues. But now, after listening to Zhuzi, Jing Ji knew that the change of family members was probably for this reason. Aftermath.

Chen Daozhen suddenly held his hand under the table, squeezed his slender fingers lightly, and suddenly calmed him down.

Zhuzi continued: "From that day on, I found that our master was a little weird, and his behavior was different from before. He felt like a stranger."

Jing Ji thought to himself, the dead person that Zhuzi said must be the fake Chu Nantian.

"What happened next?" Jing Ji asked.

Zhuzi sighed: "Later, about half a year later, several heroes from the Xishan School sent a young man, claiming to be the grandson of our master who was living abroad. After the master recognized him, the hero of the Xishan School They left. When the young master first came here, he looked submissive and introverted, and the master treated him very well, with the best food and clothing. Gradually, the young master became familiar with this place, and his nature was exposed. Moody, beating and scolding servants, sometimes beating and killing them, causing a few troubles, after which the master got angry and punished him, so the young master lived in peace for a while, but the good times didn’t last long.”

When things came to this point, Chen Daozhen was clear. At that time, Sun Xuan insisted on pretending to be Chu Nantian's grandson, and he happened to need someone to divert the attention of the world, so that the fake Chu Nantian recognized him. Jing's identity was gradually exposed again, Sun Xuan's role had been negligible, and the affairs of the Chu family were gradually forgotten by him.

"Later, one night, a group of people broke into the mansion and went straight to the young master's room. The master led people to rush there. Young Master's arm, took the severed arm and left."

Jing Ji's heart turned cold, and his face became very ugly.

Sun Xuan did not replace his fate, even without Sun Xuan, he might not have come to this point, but at this moment Jing Ji deeply felt the malice of those people who wanted to eat their flesh and blood.

Jing Ji held Chen Daozhen's palm with his backhand, and intertwined his fingers tightly.

Zhuzi said: "The young master's temperament has changed drastically since then, and he can no longer suppress his temper. Just a year ago, the master passed away unexpectedly. When he died, his complexion turned black. It looks like he was poisoned! Once the master died, The young master is the biggest one left in the mansion. He hastily buried the master and started a life of extravagance. In just one year, our Chu family was wiped out. Now we can only sell the ancestral house and use the money from selling the house He rented a yard in the suburbs, and with his current temperament, the money is not enough for him."

Zhuzi's eyes turned red when he said this. Although Master Chu can't say that he has great kindness to him, he has stayed in the Chu Mansion for decades and has deep feelings. Now that he has witnessed the defeat of the Chu Mansion, he is naturally in pain. Difficult.

Chen Daozhen asked: "I don't know where Brother Zhuzi is making a living now?"

Zhuzi smiled bitterly when he heard the words: "I deliver goods to several restaurants on weekdays, and help out any one that needs manpower, and there is no fixed business."

Chen Daozhen said clearly: "I plan to buy back the Chu family's ancestral house, and then send someone over to take over it later. Can I trouble Brother Zhuzi to take care of it for a while?"

"That's okay, that's okay, the little one is just a handyman, how can he take care of any house." Zhuzi's face was full of smiles, his tone suddenly changed, became humble, and even claimed to be a little one.

Chen Daozhen frowned impatiently, he got up and said: "That's it, I will send someone to come to you later, and the salary will not treat you badly."

"It's getting late, Brother Zhuzi, let's take our leave first, and we will trouble you more in the future."

"Don't dare, I want to thank the two heroes, you can just call me Zhuzi." Zhuzi thanked him a thousand times, and sent the two of them to the door respectfully.

Jing Ji smiled, "Brother Zhuzi will send it here, see you when we have a chance."

The two left Zhuzi's house and returned to the Chu Mansion. The gangsters were hanging out somewhere, and there was no one there.

Jing Ji brought Chen Daozhen to the South Courtyard, where he lived before when he came to celebrate his birthday.

The long pavilions and waterside pavilions are no longer prosperous, and the bright colors of the vermilion corridors have faded, leaving only a layer of dusty dust.

Jing Ji pursed his lips, the small building where he met Duan Hongxue in his memory was no longer there, instead a luxurious and corrupt stage was built.

"Probably it has been renovated." Jing Ji said, "I wonder if they have found the secret room that my grandfather built for my mother, and there is also a painting that my father drew for my mother."

Chen Daozhen said: "Don't worry, I'll have someone come and dismantle the stage tomorrow. The secret room built by Senior Chu must be ingenious, and it won't be easily discovered by a few craftsmen. Your mother's things must still be inside."

"I hope so." Jing Ji laughed, "Anyway, my mother is still alive, I'm already very lucky."

Chen Daozhen raised the corners of his lips slightly, bent down and kissed his forehead, hugged his shoulders and said, "Everything you wish will come true."

Jing Ji pursed her lips, lowered her face and asked softly, "Is it true this time?"

Chen Daozhen was startled, his face turned pale, then he nodded and said in a deep voice, "Really."

Jing Ji raised his face and looked at him, showing a sincere smile, even if Chen Daozhen was possessed, even if Chen Daozhen couldn't stay with him, even if they would end up on a hostile position, but he never doubted, he Brother Chen has been thinking about life and death for him.

The next day, Chen Daozhen bought the house, and those gangsters were only interested in money, so they let go easily after taking the money.

It's just that the stage was left in the end, Jing Ji didn't want to make a big move to attract attention, and it wouldn't be too late to say so when there was a big construction in the future.

When the two left Manzhou, they went to see Sun Xuan. He was no longer the meek and weak young man back then. He invited a large group of servants and servants, the court was full of divas, singing and dancing, but he didn't know how long he would be able to squander the money.

Jing Ji sighed softly, "Is it because of me? If all this hadn't happened, he would still be a servant at worst, but he can earn enough food to support himself, so he doesn't have to live a life like drinking poison to quench his thirst."

"You think of people's hearts too simply. Some people's hearts are higher than the sky and their lives are thinner than paper. Even without these things, he would still not willingly submit to others. You only know that he will have a hard end, but how do you know that he is happy? Even if the rest of my life is down and out, I'll spend my life drunk and dreaming of death."

Jing Ji was startled, looked at him hesitantly, and asked, "Senior Brother Chen, do you think so too?"

"No, how could I be as short-sighted as him." Chen Daozhen kissed the tip of his nose, and said in a low voice, "You will know in the future, we will stay together forever, don't worry, I have everything."

Jing Ji rubbed his nose and gave a noncommittal "hmm".

He might be skeptical when he said some words only once, but when Chen Daozhen whispered them in his ears day and night, and mentioned them again, he felt a sense of conviction.

The two left everything in Manchuria behind and set foot on the future again.