Opposite the entrance hall

After the Lantern Festival passed, Lin'an returned to its busy life, and the month of May passed, and the weather gradually showed signs of warming up. Although it was still windy and snowy from time to time, it was nothing compared to the few snowstorms around the first month.

The clusters of winter jasmine flowers in the Jifu courtyard came earlier in spring, and they have already started to shoot new buds. There are still a few light yellow flower buds in them, which can be regarded as a different color in this lifeless winter day. If you pass by on your way back home, you have to take a few glances to see when it will bloom.

I saw it once on the first day of the new year, and laughed at the side, saying that it’s not just spring, it’s so innocent but it has to make people think too much, the speaker has no intention of listening, and Ji Si couldn’t laugh or cry, and began to ponder He is not young anymore, so he has to find a suitable time to teach him some things about men and women.

Ordinary people are taught by their fathers, and richer families will arrange for a housekeeper girl, who will pass on the affairs of the house when the young master reaches his age. pay" stuff.

King Yong'an died early, and he was not at that age when he was in Shuzhou. After he came to Lin'an, Emperor Chengde took care of everything, but he forgot about it. No matter how close Concubine Wan is to him, she is still a woman. Words are always difficult to speak, so the young prince is simply smart and learned a lot from books, so he was just so dazed until he left the palace.

Those princes and grandchildren in the palace were taught by chaperon maids when they were twelve or thirteen years old, and the young prince didn't have a sexual dream until he was fifteen, and the person in the dream was none other than the second young master of Qi Xiang's family.

So looking at his taller figure on the first day of junior high school, Ji Si began to think about how to tell him. This matter is quite tricky, and he doesn't know what ordinary people say, but all his perceptions about this matter come from Qi Ran , It's not the same as women, men are different from men, men are different from women, no matter how you think about it, they are different.

This fact is hard to say, his love/desire, whether it is theory or practice, all come from Qi Ran, but those things in the room cannot be explained to outsiders, let alone talking about it will confuse people , and also broke his sleeves, Dr. Cen would probably have to crawl out of the soil, strangle himself to death, and maybe howl a few times, saying that he was leading his apprentice for being old and disrespectful.

Ji Si sighed quietly, a little worried about being a new father.

He is a resolute master, he did what he had to do, he specially found a skilled girl, and threw her into his room the next day before he woke up on the first day of the lunar new year, and repeatedly told him to teach it orally, don't do it Hands-on, if he is really uncomfortable, use your hands to release the primordial essence for him.

The child is still young, and he is not ready to be a grandfather yet.

When people entered the house, Ji Si still couldn't worry about sending someone to watch outside the house. If there was any movement, he would rush in directly, and he would sip a cup of hot tea by himself.

When Du Heng came in after the servants, he saw the not-so-famous Minister of the Household Department lying on the rocking chair, holding a teacup and closing his eyes, humming a little tune. When he listened carefully, the tune was familiar to him. The bride's eighteenth touch, this appearance makes people see it uncertain and hate it.

"You are leisurely." Du Heng sat aside, and the servants of the Ji Mansion quickly made hot tea and served it to warm him up.

Hearing the movement, Ji Si stopped his voice, opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows at the person who came, "Why are you here when you are free?"

"Why does this tone sound like I'm not very happy, then I'd better go."

"Don't, don't, don't," Ji Si pushed him back by pressing his shoulders, and said with a smile, "Come on, let me sing you a song, what song do you want to hear? Jiangnan Xiaoqu or pornographic songs? I won’t charge you any money.”

"Has the Jifu declined to the point where it depends on your singing for a living?" Du Heng lost his temper amused by his frivolous appearance.

"That's not true, but I won't starve to death if I have more skills." Ji Shilang is not ashamed but proud, "Maybe I can go to the Nanfeng Hall to hang a sign at that time."

Regardless of the degree of brazenness, Du Heng bowed down, Ji Si teased him a few words and then quit, smiled and drank half of the cup of tea in one gulp, and asked: "Isn't it Xiumu today, don't you wear an official uniform? Just come out of the palace."

Du Heng didn't make a sound.

Seeing that something was wrong, Ji Si hurriedly sat up from the rocking chair, his eyes widened, "I'll go, you really came from the palace."

"Well, I came to your place just after leaving the palace," he added at the end, "Don't worry, no one will see you through the back door."

"Something happened in the palace." Ji Si said affirmatively.

"Yes and no."

Hearing these words, Ji Si knocked on the stone table, his finger bones turned red, and after a while, the corners of his mouth raised into a smile, and he asked excitedly, "Could it be that Cao Weiyuan was impeached for embezzlement of military pay, was he arrested? Was he demoted?" Are you still alive? Am I going to be promoted, and there must be something wrong with the protector, and it depends on him whether I can succeed in the rest of my life."

"That's not true, it doesn't have much to do with him." Du Heng sipped his tea and said, "There are quite a few maids and servants in the palace who got rewards or hid some valuable gadgets. Send them out of the palace to sell and exchange them for larger denomination banknotes, so that they can have the opportunity to go out of the palace to do some small business in the future, or ask someone to send them home to show their filial piety. A lot of things were distributed to each palace just after Zhengdan, and they were lost. One or two can't be seen, it's not a big deal, it just so happens that the emperor somehow, suddenly remembered to see the longevity lock for the fifth prince, whether the longevity lock was locked well back then How long did it take, after Concubine Wan was thrown into the cold palace, no one remembered it, and the people from the House of Internal Affairs didn't know where they were put in."

Ji Si held the teacup and listened earnestly, without blinking his eyes. The royal family of the Jin Dynasty had the habit of putting longevity locks on the princes and grandchildren, praying for a long life and a worry-free life. He also had one, and it was inlaid with a Hetian jade is extremely finely crafted, so I didn't bring it with me when I came to An from Shuzhou.

Du Heng slowed down and continued: "I really found something after this search. The longevity lock disappeared. The emperor ordered a thorough investigation. It took one night to find out the servant who was on duty 800 years ago. Stealing out to change the banknotes to pay off the gambling debts, the servant is a habitual master who has been doing this for a long time, so he panicked immediately. At first he yelled for grievances, and then the patrol guards beat them all, and at the end It also revealed an old story."

Hearing this tone, Ji Sidun felt that this old matter was not a trivial matter, and held his breath, he became nervous, leaned over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"On the Zhengdan Festival that year, Concubine Wan fell insane and set fire to the cold palace."

When the voice fell, the porcelain cup in Ji Si's hand also fell, and the porcelain fragments shattered on the ground, which shocked Du Heng. He had a complicated expression on his face, as if he didn't expect this matter to be mentioned again. Zhang Lip said in a hoarse voice: "It's very cold today, and my hand slipped. You continue to talk, what's wrong with this?"

The tone was a little weird, even trembling, Du Heng pursed his lips and took another look, but he didn't show doubts on his face, but said in a deep voice: "The servant was working in the imperial dining room, and his hands and feet were not clean. He was transferred to the Leng Palace and was in charge of the night watch in the Leng Palace. The day when Concubine Wan set fire to it coincided with the Zhengdan Festival, and the servants in the Leng Palace were not in the mood to watch the night for the festival. I found a small path and wanted to go back to rest. I tripped and fell on the road. Before I got up, I heard footsteps and the smell of kerosene wafted in the air. I looked through the gaps in the bushes and saw The scarlet hem, the style of the clothes looks like a servant's clothes."

"Crimson clothes? The eunuch of the Twelve Eunuchs!"

There are twelve internal prisons in the palace, served by internal servants, and the official rank is fourth rank, so they are different from other internal servants in clothing, wearing crimson robes.

Du Heng nodded, and then said again: "When the servant rushed to the cold palace, he was already on fire. He knew in his heart that he was involved in some kind of battle, and he was afraid of causing trouble to his upper body. After all, the palace is a place where people eat people and don't spit their bones. Son, it is common for one or two court maids to die, and no one would care. It was just that the mat was buried in a hurry. He was not sure if anyone saw it that day, so he planned to keep this matter in his heart for his own protection. If it weren't for this time, I'm afraid I won't let others know for the rest of my life. The emperor called me and Mr. Lu into the palace today, and asked us to dig out the files that were stored in the Yushitai that day, so as to find out what the servant said was true. Fake."

Speaking of this, Du Heng stopped, looked up at the person in front of him, and asked in a light tone: "I was still in the Imperial College when Concubine Wan passed away, and I only heard some side details. How was it settled?"

How to decide?

Ji Si's eyes moved. The concubine's adultery, impure blood, insanity, chaos in the harem, no matter which one of the crimes can't be announced to the world, it's just a hasty funeral to protect the royal family's face.

His throat was a little dry, and he gulped down his Adam's apple, shaking his head softly, "It's a matter of the inner palace, and I, a foreign minister, don't know it."

Du Heng squinted his eyes as if he was weighing the credibility of this sentence, and pondered: "Sometimes I always feel that you have lied to me a lot, but I still choose to believe you. Do you know why?"

Hearing this, Ji Si opened his mouth to defend himself, but he added, "Compared to other people's words, I believe what I saw with my own eyes, heard with my own ears, and felt with my own eyes. The most important thing in making friends is to exchange your heart for your heart. How come I know it well in my heart, so I am willing to make friends with you, if I really get into trouble and lose my life because of my trust in you, then I can only think that I, Du Cunxiao, misjudged the person, and I can't blame others."

"Cunxiao..." Ji Siyan laughed, "It's not that serious, but I have something to hide from you. I don't deny it, but there are reasons I can't say. Don't worry, if there is any danger, I will definitely Go ahead and protect you, so that you won't get hurt at all."

After that, I took another sip of tea

"Oh, is that so?" Du Heng raised his eyebrows, picked up the teacup and wiped off the tea leaves floating on the surface with the lid, took a sip of the tea and said calmly, "Then if something happens to me and Qi Ziheng, Who do you protect first?"

"puff!"

Before he could swallow the hot tea in Ji Si's mouth, he sprayed all the hot tea out. Fortunately, Du Heng was prepared to sideways to avoid it, so he didn't get sprayed all over his body.

"No," Ji Si scratched the edge of the table, a little confused, "what does this have to do with Qi Ziheng?"

After asking, I saw the person on the opposite side suddenly laughed, "It's nothing to do with it, I just asked casually, I never thought your reaction would be so big, it shocked me."

Ji Si: "..."

A little depressed, thought Ji.

He felt as if he had been tricked by Du Cunxiao.

So angry.

Can he get out?

Fortunately, this situation didn't last long, when they heard a rush of footsteps coming towards the two of them, the two of them heard the reputation, and saw that the first day of the lunar new year was disheveled, disheveled, and shoes were worn backwards. At this moment, Xiaolian looked like he had seen a ghost, his hands were holding the waist of his trousers and he was sweating as he ran, as if someone was chasing him behind him, before the person arrived, he rang out: "My lord... my lord... help! "

The two looked at each other and hurriedly greeted them.

"What's the matter?" Ji Si frowned and asked, "How did you make it look like this?"

On the first day of junior high school, I was out of breath and grabbed my trouser belt tightly with both hands. When I heard the question, I just panted and didn't say a word. There were only a few words that didn't make a sentence, and people couldn't understand the meaning. On the contrary, it made the questioner more anxious.

Seeing this, Du Heng picked up the teacup on the table and fed him some water, and then he calmed down, and then he heard the first day of the junior high school who was full of horror and said: "Master... my lord... there are... there are women in my room... ghost!"

"I don't talk about strange powers and confusion, where did this **** come from?"

"It's true, Lord Du, believe me!" Seeing that Du Heng didn't believe it on the first day of the junior high school, he added anxiously, even saying and making gestures, which was quite vivid, "She is yelling in my room now, and I opened my eyes early in the morning. I saw her standing in front of me, with disheveled hair and a big mouth, saying she wanted to eat my bird!"

"What kind of spirit is this? It feeds on birds?" Du Heng frowned.

Hearing this, Ji Si already understood, covered his lips and coughed twice in embarrassment, and opened his mouth: "Cunxiao..."

The first day of the junior high school suddenly interrupted his words, Xiao Bai was pale and obviously frightened, and continued in a trembling voice: "Not only that, but she also took off my clothes and pants, and said that she would have sex with me." Happy thing, take me to be a fairy, the laughter is so scary, if I didn't take advantage of her unprepared kick and ran out in a hurry, I would have made her snacks by now, my lord, let's find out Be a Taoist priest!"

"..."

Mrs. Du is clean and self-sufficient. He doesn't have those flirtatious thoughts. He is devoted to his official duties. In addition, he has a boring temper and no family background. He is still unmarried. I still know a thing or two, and I immediately realized that my face was a little complicated, and I looked at Ji Si who was aside, who smiled at him awkwardly, touched his nose, and said: "The child is getting older, so I have to worry about it. It’s the first time I’ve done this, it’s not inexperienced, I’ll remember it next time.”

The upright and strict Master Du gave him a sharp eye, and then taught him slowly like a school teacher and father. Ji Si was free and listened fascinatedly, obediently like a studious student, and sighed from time to time.

The sound of birds chirping from the trees is crisp and sweet, making this quiet morning a little more lively. The buds of the cluster of winter jasmine flowers hidden under the branches slowly unfold, revealing the pale yellow stamens inside, and the dewdrops are falling. On the stamens, the petals trembled and left some drops of water, looking at the world through the crystal clear dew, full of vitality.

Winter is about to pass, and spring in Lin'an is coming.

Several important events happened at the beginning of spring. One was that Emperor Chengde had a nightmare. In the dream, a tiger came from the west. It seems that one foot can collapse the world, with a high momentum, with a bloody mouth and a big mouth, pressing every step of the way, with a menacing appearance, intending to swallow Emperor Chengde into his stomach.

At this critical moment, the flames of the surrounding bonfires gathered together and rose slowly, forming a fire dragon in mid-air. The fire dragon rose raging flames all over, and made a dragon roar that shocked the world, and fought the tiger with golden eyes. , Wood blocks and sand fell down one after another, the beams of the palace collapsed, and all the emperor Chengde was crushed under the ruins. The tongue of fire swept his body, and a smell of burnt flesh spread.

Before the consciousness dissipated, Emperor Chengde saw that Li Si, who had died in his hands a long time ago, walked over in the sky filled with flames, and there were fierce ghosts flying around, taking advantage of that gray face, he looked very much like an evil ghost who came to ask for his life.

Emperor Chengde was so frightened that his pupils trembled, as if he could hear his heart beating against his ears. Every time he beat, the force was heavy and rapid. He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound. He could only open his eyes wide and see Li Si hooked He hooked his lips and said with a smile:

What can't be broken can't be built, only when you die, Dajin will usher in a new beginning.

As the words fell, the ghosts surrounding Li Si rushed over fiercely and began to tear apart their bones and skins. After seeing those faces clearly, Emperor Chengde trembled even more. They were all innocent souls who died tragically under his hands. Wishing to eat his flesh and drink his blood, Emperor Chengde didn't see whether it was the white tiger's sharp claws or the fire dragon's superior skill until he died.

This dream was too real, the dizziness caused by the loss of blood from the body has not yet dissipated, Emperor Chengde was haunted by nightmares for several days, and then his body became thinner and thinner, the more tempered he became Being moody, he punished several palace servants, all of which were tortures of sticking and dismembering the corpses. For a while, everyone in the palace panicked and acted with trepidation, for fear that a negligence would offend Emperor Chengde and kill him.

After a few days of such turmoil, Qin Tianjian's night observation of the sky brought a piece of news that made Emperor Chengde even more terrified:

The master of numbers, the fortune of the stars is weak, the west is bright, and the east is lucky, the brilliance is dim, and there may be changes!

Emperor Chengde let out a big burst of anger, almost fainted in anger, pulled out the Tianzhu sword hanging on the wall, and without a word, he wanted to kill the Qin Tianjian on the spot, if Sun Hai didn't stop him, blood would splatter on the spot.

That Qin Tianjian was also a difficult master, he was so anxious that he was sweating all over his head and didn't even bother to wipe it off, he kowtowed repeatedly to beg for mercy, and tried his best to think of ways to save himself, which really made him think of a bad idea.

Immediately panicked and told Emperor Chengde: This emperor star is blessed by the gods, and it will never dim for no reason. There must be a mistake. There have been rules of offering sacrifices to the sky and praying for blessings in all dynasties. Qujiutai, down to the four directions, with the Big Dipper in the middle, and then His Majesty will burn incense and bathe, sit on the high platform, receive congratulations from all officials, and pray for blessings from all the people. To show that your Majesty lives the same life as the sky, Taoism also has a saying of washing the marrow and breathing out, calming the mind can also wash away the dirt in the body, and it can also prolong the life of Your Majesty.

Emperor Chengde thought over and over again until he was haunted by nightmares at night, so he agreed to build a large-scale construction project to repair the roof. When the news came out, all the officials were shocked immediately, and they all submitted papers to list the pros and cons. The beginning of spring is when agriculture and animal husbandry are critical, and the household department has to dial With a large amount of money, it is already beyond our means. In addition, many cities and towns have been damaged by the Xiangzhou epidemic caused by floods in Longxi. The matter of repairing houses and strengthening dams has not yet been completed. This place must also have a lot of money, not to mention that most of the Pingbei Army's granary has been destroyed. Therefore, the food and grass on the front line must be replenished in time, and it is absolutely indispensable.

Thousands of words have been eloquently summed up in one sentence: ask if the roof cannot be repaired, the treasury is empty, and there is not so much money!

A bunch of people sang against Emperor Chengde, coupled with his restless mood recently, not to mention being aggrieved by himself as the emperor, he couldn't come up and vomited blood and passed out. The adults in the back have no choice but to go to the town State Duke Fang Taifu and Qi Xiang, although the three princes have no real power, they are the elders of the two dynasties, and they are responsible for guarding the emperor. The next day, Emperor Chengde put the matter on hold.

Secondly, the King of Qin, Li Hongyu, asked the emperor for a marriage letter and accepted a side concubine. It stands to reason that King Qin is not too young to accept a side concubine at the age of marriage. There is nothing wrong with accepting a side concubine. Most of the officials wanted to marry the King of Qin, and some of them were of higher rank who could support the King of Qin.

In addition to the fact that Emperor Chengde asked King Qin to keep the old age at Zhengdan that night, everyone seemed to have noticed some clues. Seeing Emperor Chengde's attitude and behavior, they held a wait-and-see attitude towards King Qin. King Rui was still on the look side, he didn't show the mountains or dew, but he didn't have a sense of existence. If Emperor Chengde was the backer, King Qin would compete with the two of them.

Strange to say, the King of Qin was the same as usual, as if he could talk to anyone but maintained a close relationship, and some people tried to probe him but were evaded by a few words, as if there were various signs It's because they think too much on their own, Renzhengzhu doesn't have such thoughts at all.

Under such a strange situation, the King of Qin suddenly accepted a side concubine. The woman was not the daughter of any official who wanted to support the King of Qin, but a little palace lady who held the lantern in the Dongyuan Palace. After the news came out, the court was in an uproar. Everyone had different thoughts, they didn't understand the meaning of King Qin's chess move, they just thought he was muddy and couldn't support the wall, he didn't have the slightest strategy of the emperor, and his turn-around card was so badly played.

King Qin's wedding date was set in Jichun, a day when a hundred flowers bloomed. Even though it was a side concubine, it was not small. A lot of officials from the Manchu Dynasty came in twos and threes, and those who didn't arrive also sent congratulatory gifts, which was enough to save face.

Ji Si came late, and when he followed the servants of the palace, he happened to meet King Qin going out to welcome the crown prince, and the two looked at each other, Ji Si hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I have seen the prince, and I wish the prince... ..."

"Don't, don't, don't," Li Hongyu waved his hand to interrupt him, and said dumbfoundingly: "I'm so tired of listening to those congratulatory speeches today, I finally found a reason to come out to catch my breath, Ji Shilang still asked me to slow down." Bar."

He spoke with a smile, and the corners of his eyes were a little red, as if he had drank a lot of wine when he came here, and the smell of alcohol had reached the corners of his eyes. He was wearing a bright red wedding gown, a gold and jade belt around his waist, and a gold-plated auspicious cloud crown on his head. He looked unparalleled in style. Ji Si couldn't help raising his eyes to take a second look, only to find that Li Hongyu's gaze fell on him. On his face, his heart was beating a little fast, and there was a bit of bitterness inexplicably, and he looked back a little weirdly.

This expression was naturally caught by Li Hongyu, he squinted his eyes and pretended to mention casually: "When will Ji Shilang get married, but this king will go to He Xisheng for a few drinks."

"You have your own opportunity, you have your own opportunity." Ji Si touched his nose and said, but he was thinking in his heart that he was afraid that the bride would scare you away from drinking.

Li Hongyu smiled and didn't ask any more questions, "The crown prince is about to arrive, so I will go to meet the crown prince first, and Ji Shilang can see it when he walks along this road."

"Thank you, my lord." Ji Si saluted again and left quickly.

When the figure of the person disappeared at the end, the smile on Li Hongyu's face dissipated. He stared at the direction Ji Si left with a gloomy face, his eyes were a little cold, and he said to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Far more I think it's more interesting."

He squinted his eyes, and when he looked up again, he returned to the gentle and elegant King Qin, with a anxious look on his face and hurried out, without any clue.

The servants of the palace led Ji Si into his seat, and he looked at his own table, good guys, they are all acquaintances, Shen Zixiang from the six servants plus one from the Imperial Academy, Du Cunxiao from Yushitai, Yang Yunchuan from Shangshusheng, and finally With the addition of Yan Qing, who is in charge of the Yan family of the Imperial Guard, this mess of young talents from all the yamen is almost alive, and his excellence represents the mainstay of the Great Jin Dynasty.

After taking his seat, Ji Si glanced at Du Cunxiao on the left, and then at Yang Yunchuan, who was serious and unsmiling on the right, and then felt that his identity was more suitable for a prodigal like Yang Qin, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Why haven't you come recently?" Look for me, don't just find something interesting to steal for yourself."

Yang Qin raised his eyelids and looked at him, opened his mouth to say something, but when he glanced at Shen Zixiang at the side, he just shook his head, and said in a low mood and slightly sad tone: "It's nothing, just endorsement."

It was clearly not a nonsensical tone, and Ji Sidun felt strange and worried, and asked again, "What's the matter? Tell me and listen."

But no matter how he asked Yang Qin, he only had a deep expression on his face, which made Ji Si feel inexplicable. When he wanted to ask again, Yang Qin said, "Do you think Shen Zixiang is really better than me? I'm just that little, Just a little, not as good as him?"

The sudden question stunned Ji Siwen, he subconsciously looked up and saw Shen Zixiang from the Imperial Academy chatting and laughing with the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, they were talking about legal files, and they talked with eloquence and eloquence. Then he glanced at Yang Qin beside him, and immediately realized that without Yang Qin, Shen Zixiang would have become Qi Ran's brother-in-law back then. Now that the new and old lovers are gathered together, the situation is inexplicably complicated, and his face becomes serious.

In fact, when it comes to talent, ability and self-motivation, Yang Qin is not as good as Shen Zixiang in all aspects, but everyone has to compare, there are so many worthless people in the world, although Yang Qin is a bit stupid, he is precious because he values ​​love. Yi Chizi's heart, the big dye tank in the officialdom didn't let his clothes be stained black, he still behaved like Yang Yunchuan, as long as someone treated him better, he would return it twice as much, and he didn't care about the young master's temper. Ask him to do things as long as he can do it, no matter how big or small, he has nothing to say to his wife, even Du Heng praised him, he is more innocent than stupid.

As for Shen Zixiang, Ji Si actually doesn't know much about the relationship with Qi Xi, and he only learned a thing or two from Qi Ran. Although the Shen family is a family, it is nothing compared to a family like the Qi family. On the stage, the two met at a poetry meeting at the beginning, and Qin Se and Ming had the same mind, which could have become the best of Qin and Jin, and the Qi family didn't care about any kind of marriage, as long as Qi Xi lived well.

But Shen Zixiang couldn't bear it, he couldn't accept it, he was afraid that someone would say that he climbed up to Qi's family, he was afraid that Qi Xi would be wronged, and he was even more afraid that he didn't do anything to make people laugh at him, so he wanted to take part in the imperial examination and high school to achieve something great. Someone would point to Shen Zixiang and say, what qualifications does a pheasant have to pick the plums that bully frost and snow on the high mountains, and at that time, he married Qi Xi into his Shen family's gate in the wind and scenery.

Qi Xi knew that he was afraid that he would bow his head in front of the Qi family and himself in front of the Qi family. It would be too embarrassing for a man, and he might not be able to lift his head up for the rest of his life. In the year, from the right of the cardamom to the double ten years, there was another Yang Yunchuan after that.

Qi Ran was indignant at the time, and felt that Shen Zixiang was not a big deal. No matter what others said about him outside, Qi Ran didn't give him a good look. Even Ji Si didn't have a good impression of Shen Zixiang. Hearing this, he also took a deep breath and said seriously: "Don't talk nonsense, I think he is not as good as you."

He protects his weaknesses, even without Qi Ran's relationship, he still protects the people around him.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Yang did not burst into tears after hearing this, but instead sighed faintly, and said in a depressed mood: "You are the only one who thinks that I am comparable to Shen Zixiang, no wonder we are like raccoons because of similar smells."

Ji Si: "..."

Just when they were about to say something more, the crowd suddenly became commotion. After hearing the sound, they saw Li Hongyang walking over, followed by Li Hongyu and Yan Huaizheng, and everyone got up to salute.

"On the day of King Qin's great joy, all these vain rituals will be avoided." Li Hongyang smiled kindly.

Then he was led by Li Hongyu to the main seat, and when he passed by Ji Si's side, he paused. Ji Si felt a gaze from behind him on his neck, which made him shrink his neck subconsciously, but it was good. The eyes only stayed there for a few seconds and then moved away. When the person walked away, he turned his head cautiously, and happened to meet Qi Ran's eyes.

The two looked at each other across the crowd, saw smiles in each other's eyes, and expressed that bit of love under everyone's attention, and then looked away with just a quick glance. In Li Hongyu's eyes, he squinted his eyes and drank the wine in the glass, with a slight smile on his lips, the smile was fleeting before it reached his eyes.

There are feasts and banquets, and there are several imperial guards. After drinking three nobles, the guests enjoy themselves together.

Halfway through the banquet, people got up and left one after another. Ji Si wanted to leave a long time ago but was held back by Yang Qin. Somehow, Young Master Yang poured wine into his stomach like drinking water. I was taken aback, this appearance in the past was related to Qi Xi, and Ji Si didn't know what happened to the two of them, and it was hard to leave when he saw this, so he could only comfort Du Heng, this drunk man couldn't tell the difference It was noisy again, but Li Hongyu sent someone to help him to rest in the wing, and then it stopped.

When Ji Si wiped his sweat and took a sip from the wine glass on the table, he realized that the person had almost left. There was a person lying on the table opposite him. After a closer look, he found that it was Kong Lingqiu. Ji Si moved over and sat down. , gently shaking the man's shoulders and said warmly: "Kong Shilang, don't fall asleep here tonight."

Kong Lingqiu was shaken and opened his eyes, the end of his eyes were a little red, he didn't know whether he was drunk or had cried, the smell of alcohol all over his body was very smoky, his pupils were dilated and seemed out of focus, staring at Ji Si After staring at his face for a while, he slowly straightened up with his swollen head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Ji Shilang hasn't left yet."

"I was going to leave. Seeing that Minister Kong is not feeling well, come over to have a look." Ji Si replied.

The two didn't have much contact with each other, and after a few words, they couldn't find anything to say. They each stared at the leftovers on the table in a daze. Ji Si was not used to this kind of silence. At this time, Kong Lingqiu suddenly said: "This red color really looks very festive."

Ji Si followed his line of sight and saw a row of red lanterns hanging in the corridor. He didn't understand what the purpose was, but he nodded and said, "Yes."

Kong Lingqiu turned his gaze over, squinted at Ji Si with drunken eyes, and asked vaguely, "Will Minister Ji be jealous?"

Ji Si frowned at this question, but Kong Lingqiu didn't seem to care about his answer and said to himself, "I don't know if it's because they are all unfavored bastards, looking at Ji Shilang sometimes looks like looking at him." It's fate to be like myself, it's fate to have the same experience, it's fate to be an official in the same dynasty, and it's fate to be sitting at King Qin's wedding banquet now, hahahaha."

He suddenly laughed out loud, with tears at the end of his eyes. Ji Si just sat there expressionless, not making a sound or responding, like a very competent listener, only when he needed to respond time to make a sound.

Kong Lingqiu's drunken talk is quiet and scary compared to Yang Qin's drunken cries, fuss and nonsense, but compared to the previous appearance where he was alienated from everyone, he seems drunk. Ji Si was not very interested in rambling on and on, and only after a while did he hear this person ask: "Has Minister Ji thought about getting married?"

The question was so inexplicable that Ji Si glanced sideways, guessing the meaning of Kong Lingqiu's words, and dared not speak easily, but then he heard the man continue the topic on his own, "That's right, people like you and me are still Continue to rot in the mud, there is no turning back, there is no turning back."

Hearing this, Ji Si frowned and pursed his thin lips tightly. The sound of cups and bowls clashing from the servants of the palace around them cleaning up the mess was very clear in the night, and he asked the first question of the night in a short time. Did you know Ji Si before becoming an official?"

After the words fell, Kong Lingqiu looked over with dark eyes, and then smiled self-deprecatingly, "In front of you, I don't even have the right to be mentioned."

After saying that, he stood up from the chair, bowed and met Ji Si's eyes, he looked seriously, as if he wanted to see the difference from Ji Si's face, the blowing wind hit their faces, The picture froze, and then Kong Lingqiu said something vaguely, "Sometimes I feel that you are different, and sometimes I feel that you are more pitiful than me, but in the end there is no difference between you and me."

For a moment, Ji Si felt that this person was not drunk, but just didn't want to wake up. After saying something, he muttered in his mouth: "Drunk, drunk, then staggered away, and when he left, he curled his lips and smiled. The situation became more complicated.

He had some fragmentary images of Mr. Ji in his mind, but no matter whether he was in Zhangzhou or Lin'an, there was no shadow of Kong Lingqiu. Ji Si made sure that Mr. Ji didn't know this person, and everything made him feel strange , but an important link is missing, he needs an object, a turning point, or a person to connect everything with the memory in his mind.

While pondering, the servants of King Qin's Mansion came over, bowed and asked respectfully and politely: "If Mr. Ji is drunk, why don't you rest for a while, and leave when you sober up."

Ji Si didn't answer, just smiled and got up to leave.

The warm light of the candle lanterns enveloped the entire palace, and the sound of footsteps came from time to time, and there was also the sound of whispering during the period, but I couldn't hear anything, and the candle wick on the table sizzled. The person sitting on the bed moved slightly, and a corner of the fan that covered his face was slowly moved away, revealing one eye behind the fan, looking at the dancing candle flame with some joy.

There is light in those eyes, and if you look closely, you can still see the smile in them. She was originally a little court lady, and she had a secret heart since the day she first met King Qin, but she also had self-knowledge.