Opposite the entrance hall

In mid-June, the days are long, the nights are short, the light is dazzling, and the climate is sultry, especially at noon. , the burning person is hot from the inside to the outside, just like a stove, with the noisy sound of coming and going in the room, it is even more burning.

Ji Si withdrew his eyes from the luxuriant camphor tree outside the window lattice, looked at everyone in the hall, the smile on his forehead slid down his temples, and dripped on the rice paper, the thick ink on the paper Wet with sweat, the wear marks spread in all directions, and became blurred after a while, and the words were stretched long by the ink marks, like ghosts.

He sighed, wiped it casually with the back of his hand, then threw the crumpled paper aside, and took out a new one. Just after writing a word, Sun Xing hurried over with a pile of accounts, His head was covered with sweat, his cheeks were flushed, as if he just came back from outside, he ran over a few steps and said: "Here is the account of Taichang Temple, please have a look at it, sir, and see if there is anything wrong. Director Zhang of the Ministry of Industry said that there are still some parts of the accounts of the Ministry of Industry that are not clear, so we don’t need to get them by ourselves, and we will send someone to send them over after the calculation is completed.”

What major event should I talk about during my return to Beijing, that is, Yang Qin is in charge of the upcoming ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. For example, the Ministry of Industry has to be responsible for repairing the altar, the Ministry of Rites is responsible for related etiquette matters, the Ministry of Accounts has to balance the accounts and spend every money where it should be used, and the other three departments also have their own work to do. The yamen was so busy that they were dizzy.

I thought I would be able to live comfortably for a few days after returning from Xiangzhou. Under the name of being injured on official business, I would be a veritable waste bag, make up for it, and make good plans, but I didn't expect Yang Qin to be killed halfway. In vain, I had an extra cheap son. Although I didn't want to, but I answered his father, there is no reason not to do anything.

Thinking in this way, Ji Si could only sigh again, as if he had done it to himself, took Sun Xing's hand and opened the accounts one by one.

The burden on his body was gone, Sun Xing let out a long sigh of relief, bent over, held up his sleeves and carefully wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose.

"Master Sun is tired," Ji Si roughly flipped through a book, read it at a glance, closed the account book and put it aside, slightly raised his eyes and said to the people beside him: "It's hot outside, Master Sun, go to have a rest and drink first." Herbal tea, so as not to get sick."

Sun Xing paused for wiping his sweat, he couldn't grasp the meaning of Ji Si's words, thinking that he moved too slowly and wasted time?Still feel that it is disadvantageous for me to not bring back the accounts of the Ministry of Industry?Or is it in a bad mood, deliberately looking for trouble for yourself?

In just a short moment, he had already thought about countless possibilities in his mind, and quickly bowed his face to answer: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's my duty, and it's my honor to serve my lord. My lord cares about me, and I'm very excited. Inadvertently panic."

"You don't have to," Ji Si waved his hand, and said impatiently: "You are standing at the wind outlet, you block the wind, understand."

Sun Xing: "..."

The words are so straightforward, if Sun Xing doesn't understand, he can't be the master, so he walked away silently with a compensatory smile.

There were a lot of official affairs in the household department. Ji Si finished reading the accounts, and the sky gradually darkened. He rubbed his sore neck and walked out of the household department's yamen gate slowly.

It took a lot of time to arrive at Ji's mansion, Tingxue was waiting at the door early, saw Ji Si's figure and greeted him, smiled and said respectfully: "Your Excellency is back."

"Well," Ji Si walked ahead, nodded, thought for a while and said, "Hot..."

Before he finished speaking, Ting Xue took over, "I guess your lord hasn't come back at this time, maybe it's because you've been busy and tired all day, and the hot water has already been prepared, you can take a bath after dinner."

After Zhao Guanshi's death, not only did Li Hongyang want to go to Ji's mansion to compete with a steward, but he was prevaricated by Ji Si in various ways. He tried his best to get rid of Zhao Quan, not to recruit another Wang Quan to assert power, but like this Going down is not an option, so he thought of such a plan to delay the attack, handed over the management of Jifu to Tingxue, and rejected Li Hongyang in a disguised form. After all, people said that he was a romantic, and sooner or later he would die on a woman. Then this obsession with women and making women superior is not too out of the ordinary.

This method is actually extremely risky. First, Ting Xue has not been in the mansion for a long time, so many affairs may not be handled properly. Second, she is a woman, and most men in the mansion are not. It is human nature to be dissatisfied with obeying a woman's arrangement, and thirdly, Ji Si knows too little about Tingxue.

But the facts were unexpected. The people in Tingxue's mansion were well-organized everywhere, which was a bit more orderly than when Zhao Quan was in charge. The maids in the mansion were oppressed by Zhao Quan for a long time. After Xue took over the management, they were much better than before, not to mention anything else. The servants and servants were dissatisfied, and Xue didn't force them. They just said a few words, and the first question was Ji Si: "My lord, is the management in charge?" Up and down the Jifu?"

Ji Si didn't make a sound but just nodded.

She continued: "I am in charge, and the Lord is not here. I am in charge of the Jifu, so I represent the Jifu. If I remember correctly, you can write clearly in the deed of sale, and the Jifu decides life and death. Could it be that there is a shortage?" Can the Jifu survive without a slave? If anyone refuses to accept, stand up and see."

What he said was gentle and gentle, and his tone was unhurried, but it confused everyone. Ji Si was beside him at that time, didn't make a sound or interfered, just drank tea with eyes downcast, half a smile, and the crowd The servants looked at each other. Although they were not afraid of Ting Xue, they were very afraid of Ji Si. Now anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ji Si would support this woman, no matter how upset he felt, he could only bow his head and remain silent.

That's how it's settled

With his hands behind his back, Ji Si put the memories back, squinted his eyes at the long figure listening to Xue being pulled by the lantern on the ground, walked a few steps and opened his mouth again: "What about the first day of junior high school? Why didn't I see anyone else."

Usually he would jump out at this time, but it was a bit strange not to see him today.

"I'm practicing martial arts with the guards in the backyard." Ting Xuechi laughed out loud.

"Practicing martial arts?" Ji Si repeated, and said with a smile, "Go and see."

As he spoke, he turned his footsteps and walked straight towards the backyard.

On the first day of junior high school, he was striding forward, blushing and sweating a lot. Seeing Ji Si immediately laughed, he hurriedly closed his legs and came over, smiling into a crescent moon, and said in a cheerful and relaxed tone, "My lord."

Ji Si raised his hand to brush the wet hair on his forehead and said, "Why do you want to practice martial arts?"

"After you finish your studies, take care of the adults' house." Chuyi raised his head and said.

He is much more used to it than when he first came to An, and he has more or less heard something from other people. The man in front of him is a well-known treacherous official of the Jin Dynasty. The extremely vicious words are not enough to describe one ten-thousandth of what Ji Si did. The people in the city said it vividly, as if everyone had seen with their own eyes how cruel Ji Si was who did all kinds of crimes. Chu listened expressionlessly, Then turned and left.

My husband told him that when things happen, don’t judge whether it’s right or wrong by other people’s words. You should be self-centered. Self-determination is difficult. You can ask your heart, and your heart tells him that Master Ji he knows is not what he said. Even so, since the words are not true, why bother to care about the non-existent thing of getting angry.

In the first day of junior high school, I thought thoroughly, but still felt displeased. I felt that I was useless at all, so I came up with the idea of ​​practicing martial arts. I felt that after I had made some achievements, I would at least protect Mr. Ji well. After all, according to the rumors, there are still many enemies. .

Ji Si didn't know what was going on in his mind, and only thought that he was bored in the mansion, looking for some fun to pass the time, after all, when a boy at this age just loves to play and make trouble, he is busy with business all day long, so he can't spare time to take him Walking around, I feel a little apologetic in my heart, "I will take a rest tomorrow, how about I take you out for a stroll?"

"Really," the eyes lit up in the first day of the junior high school, and the appearance of looking up his head was very cute, as if he felt that he was so unsteady and sensible, and scratched his head in embarrassment, "it's rare for adults to take a bath, it's good to rest good."

After leaving Xiangzhou, Chuyi was cautious everywhere, far from being as comfortable as in Xiangzhou.

"It's okay, if it's my deceased's birthday tomorrow, you should just walk with me." Ji Si said.

Old man's birthday?

On the first day of the junior high school, he muttered in his mouth.

I couldn't guess it, and when I stood in front of the Hongfu Temple the next day, I still didn't have a clue, on the contrary it was even more inexplicable.

"My lord said that the old man is here?" Chu asked with his head sideways.

Keith nodded.

"Could it be that he is a master?"

Ji Si didn't answer this time, but just smiled.

On the first day of junior high school, I was even more puzzled, but it didn't take me long to understand that the deceased Ji Si mentioned was a deceased person.

He didn't make a sound, and stood quietly watching Ji Si light incense and prostrate, his forehead touched the stone slab in front of the worship mat, and he didn't get up for a long time.

After a while, I heard a sigh, followed by Ji Si's voice: "Let's go."

"My lord, is this old friend's birthday today?" Chu Yi asked.

"Yeah." Ji Si replied.

In fact, it's not an old friend, it's his own birthday, to be precise, it's Li Si's.

He was the first person to offer incense to himself, but he even burned paper money for himself before, so offering incense is really nothing, Ji Si smiled, "My old friend, I have a brilliant literary talent, Not much to me, his appearance is also first-class, he is as rich as jade, and has an elegant demeanor. I don't know how many girls in Lin'an have been disturbed. In this boudoir, the dream lover also has a place for him. He, It's good everywhere, but it's short-lived, isn't it said that Huiji will be hurt, he is so perfect that maybe even the gods can't stand it... Puff."

Speaking of the latter, Ji Si himself couldn't hold back his laughter.

On the first day of junior high school, he was a little puzzled by his laughter, and he didn't dare to say more, for fear that his words would make Ji Si feel sad, so he blinked and remained silent.

When Ji Si had laughed enough, the two went outside the temple. Today he got angry and wanted to take the first-year students to visit Lin'an, first to the market and then to the theater, and later to a restaurant for dinner. When they were thinking about what they would like to eat in the first day of junior high school, a little novice called the two of them.

Hearing the sound and turning his head, Ji Si was a little puzzled, "Did the little master call us?"

The little novice was not very old, about the same age as the first day of junior high school, and was very well-behaved. Hearing Ji Si's question, he folded his palms together in front of him and saluted, "Amitabha, is the donor's surname Ji?"

"Yes."

"The host is welcome."

"Abbot Yuankong?"

Ji Si frowned, a little puzzled, thought for a while and said: "Thank you, little master, to lead the way."

"The donor is polite, with this expression."

They followed the little novice monk around the main hall and walked along a bamboo forest and bluestone path, and after a short while, they arrived at the gate of the small courtyard last time.

The little novice stopped, and pushed open the wooden door sideways, "The abbot is waiting for the benefactor inside, please benefactor."

Ji Si nodded, glanced at the first grader at the side, hesitated, and finally said: "You wait for me outside, don't run around." Then he walked in.

The wooden door behind him was closed with a creak, and the latch on top made a clanging sound. Ji Si was not affected, and the yard was clear at a glance. He glanced around and walked into an open house.

The courtyard is surrounded by bamboo, and the sun shines on the house through the gaps between the bamboo forests, and the light and shadow are on and off, changing in different ways.

Yuan Kong was sitting in the middle of the room, with two cups of fragrant tea on the table, the heat was dense, and the air was filled with the fragrance of tea.

"Master Ji." Yuan Kong spoke first.

"Abbot." Ji Si responded.

"Master Ji, if you don't mind, you might as well sit down and drink a cup of crude tea."

Ji Si smiled without twitching, lifted the hem of his robe and sat on the chair, took a sip of the steaming tea, the tea slipped into his mouth, it was sweet and smooth, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "good tea .”

Yuan Kong also smiled, but didn't say much. He picked up the tea and drank it. The two of them were silent for a while, until the cup of tea was empty, and Ji Si put down the teacup, and opened his mouth without beating around the bush, "I don't know the abbot What did you call me for?"

"It's okay, but it's okay." Yuan Kong picked up the teapot and filled the empty cup with tea, then put it back gently, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes became more solemn, "Master Ji can trust God's will?"

"God's will?" Ji Si repeated, "How do you say that?"

"God's will said, the western emperor star rises, and the eastern crape myrtle disappears. Although the change of heaven is not to be feared, the change of people is difficult to control. The three-one is a small change, a hundred years is a medium change, five hundred is a big change, and the Great Jin is about to perish. "

Da Jin will perish.

Only four words fell on Ji Si's heart, but it seemed to weigh a thousand catties. The wind blew the bamboo leaves and made a rustling sound, and the swaying light and shadow projected on him. I could feel the aura around me suddenly getting colder.

"The abbot knows a word..." Ji Si paused, raised his eyes to stare at the person in front of him, "The misfortune comes from the mouth, it's better not to mention such bluffing and deceiving remarks."

"The foolishness of a fool lies in only believing what he believes, but not what he says is true. Everything has its own cause and effect. It lives because of death, and it dies after death. It goes round and round without stopping. Master Ji is not Master Ji of yesterday. , Having seen life and passed through death, you should be able to understand the destiny better than the world."

Ji Si withdrew his gaze, and his long eyelashes covered his eyes. He took a sip of tea but didn't answer.

Western Qiang is covetous, and Northern Yan and Southern Dian are not easy to deal with. During the ten years of the Jin Dynasty, there were natural disasters and turmoil from time to time. The emperor thought deeply about using people to be suspicious, for fear that someone would make great achievements. The older generation of civil servants and military generals were old but did not return to their hometowns because no one in the younger generation took the throne. If they were not there, the foundation of the Great Jin Dynasty would be lost cut in half.

On the surface, Dajin looks peaceful and the people are safe, and the river is clean and the sea is clean, but in fact it is full of gaps inside. Now it is like a round barrel filled with water. If a piece of wood is suddenly pulled out, the barrel will collapse. There is only a pile of ruins that have been eaten clean by maggots.

Ji Si knew all these things, but regardless of his royal status, he was also a citizen of the Jin Dynasty, so were his parents, and so were his loved ones, and his ancestors were born and raised here for generations.

The words "Great Jin is about to perish" brought him not only shock but also deep despair and sadness.

"Why... why tell me." Ji Si lowered his head, his voice a little soft.

"I don't know who to talk to, so I might as well talk to Master Ji." Yuan Kong said in an unhurried tone, "What does Master Ji think?"

Ji Si put down the cup and turned his head slightly to think about it.

Any thoughts?

What can he think?

Regardless of whether this matter is true or not, even if Da Jin is really about to perish, he cannot stop it. All he can do is what he can do. He is not a god, it is difficult to achieve a feat, and it is difficult to achieve a great deed without a great man.

What's more, no one knows how long Da Jin will die, maybe ten years, maybe 50 years, maybe a hundred years later, even if he has the heart, he will not have the fate at that time, it is better to live today and today, always thinking about those things What about something that hasn't happened yet.

Thinking like this, Ji Si rubbed his shoulders, and said with a light smile, "I have some thoughts, Abbot Yuankong's Buddhism is profound, but I don't know that the abbot may answer one or two things about this marriage."

Xu Shi didn't expect this answer, Yuan Kong was a little surprised, and then laughed out loud, "Amitabha, Master Ji, please tell me."

Ji Si carefully chooses words, "The abbot is an eminent monk, Xu Shi already understands that I am not the same as yesterday, and the past is the past, so we should let go of it, but the word love is unexplained in this life, and the way is so complicated. The abbot thinks, this is Should I let it go, or shouldn't I let it go?"

Yuan Kong smiled meaningfully and said: "The monks are all empty, but I don't know where to start this love affair. I just remember that there was a heavy snowfall in Lin'an one year, and the road to the temple was covered by heavy snow. There was no way in the temple, so we could only thank the guests behind closed doors. The mountain road is steep, and the people in the city dare not go up the mountain easily. Who knows that a few days have passed, and Yin Shi has just arrived. When the monks in the temple opened the door to sweep the snow, there was a person standing in front of the door. It was covered with snow, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the snow or the white of the clothes itself. Even his eyelashes were covered a lot. He didn't speak, but just nodded and knelt in front of the Buddha until the snow on his body melted into water. The water wetted his clothes and hair, and dripped on the ground. As soon as the hour came, he left the temple and went down the mountain. It went like this for seven days, and the snow did not stop in those seven days. He came early every day, and stood at the door Before, there was no sound."

Ji Si sipped tea and listened quietly.

There was no need for anyone to answer, Yuan Kong recalled the scene at that time.

The man had been here for seven days, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and the white hairband on his body was more like a mourning dress. He never said a word, but just knelt in front of the Buddha with his hands folded. On the seventh day, he died. Voice.

"The abbot has been bothering me for the past few days, so I won't come tomorrow."

Yuan Kong stopped striking the wooden fish, and looked up at the man, "Amitabha, who is the benefactor to show filial piety for?"

The man's eyebrows trembled, and he said softly: "The one you love."

"Amitabha."

The man continued to say: "Buddhism has a saying that everything has reincarnation, life and death are continuous, there is no end, and the cycle is endless, then all beginnings will come to an end, when time returns to a cycle, can I still find him? "

Yuan Kong didn't answer, but asked instead: "Does the donor believe in Buddhism?"

"I don't believe it." Unexpectedly, the man shook his head, "but he does, so I will pray for him to the Buddha he believes in, so that his next life will be smooth and happy."

"Why don't the donor be more greedy?"

The man didn't answer, but said: "There is no fate in this life, and there will be an afterlife. Lovesickness is hard to understand, and it will be here all the year round."

After listening to this story, Ji Si was a little dazed, and for some reason felt a little sour in his heart.

Yuan Kong said: "Master Ji, you have to ask yourself whether you should let go of your needs."

After a long time, there was a voice in the room, "I don't want to."

Although the voice was small, it was very firm, and there was a hint of recklessness in it.

Ji Si went in for a long time, the first day of junior high school outside the courtyard was very obedient, he leaned against the door panel and waited obediently, then he couldn't hold back his urgent need to urinate, and found a place with few cigarettes to meet domestic needs, just when he was about to go back, he saw grass There was a crystal clear jade pendant in it, I bent down to pick it up and hurried back.

When he arrived, Ji Si just came out of the courtyard, saw his appearance and asked, "Where have you been?"

"It's convenient to pee," Chu Yi scratched his head and smiled, then passed the jade pendant in his arms, "I just picked it up, sir, it looks like it's not something for ordinary people."

Ji Si took it over and looked at it, and saw that the composition of the jade pendant was clear, holding it in his hand with a hint of coolness, the front was carved with lifelike emerald bamboo patterns, and on the back were two powerful characters - Yu Gui

Seeing the emerald bamboo decoration, the owner of this object is already clear, Ji Si smiled with his lips curled up, but suddenly heard a cold voice from the side: "That jade pendant belongs to me."

The two of them were startled, and looked up one after another, only to see a young man dressed in brocade clothes standing in front of them, who didn't know when he came, and there was no movement at all.

The person who came was the young grandson of the Qi family, Qi Nian, who was young, with an extremely cute face, like a white and tender round dumpling, with an imposing manner that was [-]% like that of Qi Ran, and looked awkward.

When he saw Ji Si, he bowed respectfully, "Qi Nian has met Master Ji, thank you for saving my life before."

Maybe he loves the house, but Ji Si doesn't care that he has half of the knowledge of other women on him. The more he looks at it, the more he finds it amused. He bent down, and directly pinched his cheek with his hands and said cheerfully: "It's not worth mentioning, this is the jade pendant of the young master." ?"

"Exactly," Qi Nian said with a bulging face, "the jade pendant was a gift from my father on the day of birth, and I accidentally lost it when I went to the toilet, thank you Master Ji for picking it up, otherwise Qi Nian would have been punished. "

The touch on the hand was very comfortable, and Ji Si squeezed it vigorously without letting go, and continued: "You are welcome, but I don't know if Yugui is the name of the young master?"

"Exactly."

Only miss one person, wait for one person to return.

Qi Ran's small thoughts made him taste a little bit.

Simply Ji Si is not in the mood to offend the child, seeing the child's appearance as a grown-up, he thought of teasing him, and still said cheerfully: "Young master, you call me an old man, and you call me an old man. I'm not very old, but how much older you are, why don't you call me brother."

"This..." Qi Nian looked a bit embarrassed, this Ji Si was older than his father, how could he say it out loud, so he had no choice but to refuse, "It doesn't make sense."

"It's okay, it's okay, good brother, call brother to listen."

Ji Si's bad taste is happy, especially when he sees Qi Nian's embarrassment, he can't help laughing.

Just about to continue teasing him, he heard a familiar voice behind him, "I didn't know Master Ji wanted to be my son and call me daddy so much that it made Qi Ran panic."

Hearing the voice, Ji Si let go of Qi Nian, whose face was flushed red by the rape, got up and looked back at Qi Ran, raised his eyebrows, and said ambiguously: "If Ziheng likes me, it's okay for me to call you daddy, but I'm just worried that you won't be able to bear it." Wait, today's timing is not right, why don't you go to my house later, I'll call you over and over again~"

When he said this, Ji Si's ending sound rose, with extreme tenderness, as if there were pieces of feathers scratching Qi Ran's heart, a little itchy, more of an inexplicable warmth, especially when the two of them looked at each other, The smile and hint in those eyes were even more undisguised.

He can assure you, with his famous name in his life, that Ji Buyan, who is shameless, must have thought a lot of obscene/obscene things in his mind.

this person.

this person.

Don't you feel ashamed?

There are still children!

Qi Ran was a little annoyed, and just about to say a few words, he heard laughter from the side.

This laughter broke the current embarrassment, Ji Si cast his eyes over, and then saw that there was another person beside Qi Ran. After seeing the person clearly, his face turned aside, those romantic thoughts disappeared immediately, and he bowed to salute , "The next official has seen the old lady."

"If you're not in the court, these vain rituals will be avoided." Fang Qingrong's laughter has not been suppressed, and his tone is full of laughter.

Thinking of what he said and did just now, Ji Si felt a little embarrassed, rubbed his nose to find something to say, "Why did Taifu come to Hongfu Temple with Ziheng today?"

The two who were asked looked at each other.

In the end, Fang Qingrong cleared his throat, "It's my friend's son's birthday, come and ask for a safe card for him."

"Dead wife's birthday."

"Why is Master Ji here?" Fang Qingrong asked.

Ji Si smiled awkwardly, "It's my old friend's birthday."

His own birthday, Qi Ran's deceased wife's birthday, the teacher's old friend's son's birthday.

This is really, really a fucking coincidence.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Fu Jianyan: Ji Si, you blah blah blah

Handsome Author: Fuck!Wrong!

Qi Ran: Yu Xuan, come on!

Handsome author: I'm going, I made a mistake again!

Ji Si/Yu Xuan: Are you going to change offense for us? ? ?

ps: Crying, I was wrong. Since I went to work, I really feel sorry for everyone. I review it, but this is a force majeure factor. I live two hours away from work and two hours after work. It was fine before, but now there is My little sister resigned, and my job was all pressured to me. The boss also made me work overtime. I was exhausted. The life of a social animal is too painful, but I will not give up on my son. My son has not yet fallen in love. He is still with a virgin. How can I give up on him, I just hope that everyone will give me more time, if I really can't wait, I can understand, thank you!