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Chapter Ten The So-Called Creation

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    After arriving in the capital, Wuxi, which caused countless disturbances, has never done anything extraordinary since its blockbuster that day.  He stayed in his post house with almost no sense of existence. It would be half a year after Wu Tong's Proton Mansion was cleaned up. I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but the Proton Mansion was just one street behind the Nanning Prince's Mansion.

    Originally, it was unethical, but no one cared about it, because Mr. Jian Sizong, who usually loves "to be decent" as a catchphrase, is suffering from the crime of being inappropriate.

    Wuxi, who lives in seclusion, doesn't know these things, but Jing Qi, who also lives in seclusion, knows it well.

    The witch boy has stopped, but there are many people who make use of it.  This group of people who fear the world will not be chaotic lined up together, and they can go around the whole capital several times.

    There are people who pinch Jian Sizong, from his life style to pinching him secretly to marry tigers and wolves, and his thoughts are not small.  Of course, everyone knows who this "tiger and wolf generation" is. If the height rises a little bit, it will become someone who has no father or king and intends to rebel.  Stack up.

    There are also those who appealed for Jian Sizong's grievances, and those who denounced witchcraft and sorcery. From the discussion of witchcraft to the important officials in the court who supported Taoist priests, and those who listened to slander and practiced alchemy¡ªeveryone knew that He Lianqi's most confidant aide was a  For a Taoist priest surnamed Li, words like evildoers, sorcery, and misconduct were flying all over the sky for a while. It was a joy to come and go, and the dragon case was almost precarious and overwhelmed.

    Although the imperial court is full of smog, for the children who do not have these worries, the days go by very quickly. The boys grow tall like a stick, and they can read in a daze.

    Although Wuxi lived close to Jing Qi, they didn't have much contact with each other.

    Wuxi seems to have an instinctive resistance to this beautiful and elegant young man, always feeling that there seems to be something else behind his smile.

    He hasn't come into contact with many Central Plains people, and he doesn't know what the Central Plains people should look like. He just thinks that the eldest prince who clamors to kill him in the hall and covers the sky with one hand is fine.  Whether it's the emperor of Nanning, or Mr. Chen who is always in the fog so that people don't know what he is thinking, it is not as creepy as the king of Nanning.

    Jing Beiyuan seemed to have mist in the forest of the Southland on his face, no matter how close he was, he couldn't see clearly.  Wuxi felt that this King of Nanning didn't look like someone of his age, but like a ghost who had lived for an unknown number of years, like a great wizard, or even older than a great wizard, through the fog and the youth's  Looking at it with eyes, no one knows whether he has good intentions or malice in his heart.

    Children in southern Xinjiang have to learn the basic skills of hunting in the forest and guarding against various poisons with adult men at the age of four or five. They can go out with adults at the age of seven or eight, and they can live independently when they are in their teens.  up.  They can tell from a gust of wind whether it is a small animal that can be hunted or a ferocious beast, can see through the disguise of the most cunning fox, and instinctively know where the danger lies.

    Now, instinct tells Wuxi not to get close to this young man named Jing Beiyuan.

    Jing Qi was also calm, people depend on fate, he felt that he and this solid-eyed child probably didn't hit it off, and didn't bother him too much, but was caught by He Lianyi occasionally and went out for a walk,  If you get something new, you have to ask Ping An to send a copy to Wuxi. It doesn't matter whether he is a wolf cub or a rabbit cub, let's raise it first and then talk about it.

    In the blink of an eye for three or four years, in these few years, Jing Qi knew who the people who came and went to Wu Tong's place all day were.

    Putting aside the background of the witch boy in southern Xinjiang, just the way he played with Jian Sizong in the court hall under the watchful eyes of everyone in the court, in the eyes of He Lianqi, he has already regarded him as a treasure.

    It's a pity that this Wuxi belongs to the donkey, and there are all kinds of goods in his house. The gang of southern Xinjiang warriors who guard the gate and guard the courtyard are all donkey-tempered. If you don't like it, whoever you love, when the gate is closed,  Just throw out the sentence "the host does not see guests", and you are welcome to do it yourself.

    ?Since ancient times, it has been important to reach out and not hit people with smiling faces. This southern Xinjiang witch boy is also dedicated to hitting people with smiling faces.

    Jing Qi secretly asked Ping An to find a safe person, and he managed a lot for Wuxi. His family was quite rich, and He Lianpei rewarded him with a lot of things, but he didn't care about the money, but Ping An felt a lot of resentment every time.  .

    After a long time, he pouts and follows Jing Qi all day long, muttering: "Master, if you have money in your family, you don't use it to lose. If you have a family property, you should manage it well. I haven't heard of people taking money to fetch water all day  Nice"

    Jing Qi hugged the anecdote of the previous court, and without raising his head when he heard the words, he hummed in a low voice: "Did you hear Xiang'er?"

    Pingan was angry: "Master, you are raisingWhite-eyed wolf.  "At the end of last year, the old housekeeper had officially unloaded his burden, asked for grace, and returned to his hometown to retire. Right now, all the big and small things in the Nanning Palace are being handled safely. At the beginning, there were a lot of stumbling and baskets, which made the young man  Desperate, with two huge dark circles hanging every day, like a dead dog.

    Jing Qi doesn't care about him, if things are messed up, they will be messed up, and there will be more than damage.  , also let Ping An explore by himself, and only occasionally made a few words.

    It can also be said to be talent, Ping An is a child of great wisdom and stupidity, he looks stupid, and the housekeeper's affairs, once he got his hands on it, he was really good at it. It didn't take long.  After a little bit of care, everything looks pretty good, and there are quite a few confidantes who can be used.

    The only shortcoming is probably that when he first came to manage the family, he made less money and lost more, which made him feel a little hindered. This year, he almost got into the eyes of money, his eyes are full of holes, the most despicable thing  , It's like the prodigal master of his own family spends a lot of money and doesn't care.

    "Master, after the new year, he will enter the court to listen to the government. In the future, during the festivals and festivals, where can we get less money?" The air was dry in late autumn, and Jing Qi was too lazy to listen to him, and turned to go into the study.  Reluctantly, he chased after him and chattered endlessly, "Why bother? If you do this, will you get it from the second prince, or will the southern barbarian thank you in the future? Good people don't act like this"

    Jing Qi stopped and stared back at Ping An with an unkind expression.

    It's a pity that Ping'an has always known his temper, and understands that his stern face is just for others to see, so he may not really take it to his heart, and he is not afraid of him, so he still said in a rough voice, "Master, you say what I said  Right?"

    Jing Qi's swaying face fell down in an instant, and he shook his head helplessly: "It's safe"

    "The slave is here."

    Jing Qi looked at his plain and honest face just now, raised his breath and let it go, unwilling to let it go again, and let it out again, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable, so he could only curse: "If you marry a daughter-in-law in the future, you must  Marry a deaf man!"

    Walk away.

    Pingan didn't take it seriously, followed, opened his two thick lips, and continued to chatter: "Master, the third day of next month is Mr. Lu's birthday. The birthday invitation is here. Do you want to"

    "You can figure it out on your own."

    "Master, I asked you to come here. Master Lu is a great Confucian of a generation, a man with peaches and plums all over the world. The autumn has just ended, and all the new nobles in the future are going to pay a visit. They have sent invitations over"

    "Just say I'm sick." Jing Qi's head was buzzing, why didn't he find Ping An so annoying before?

    "My lord, His Royal Highness also means that you go there in person to show your respect, make more friends, and enter the court next year"

    "Peace," Jing Qi turned around abruptly, "From now on, if you can keep your mouth shut for an hour every day, I will give you regular money."

    This trick was the most effective, and Ping An really shut up obediently.

    And speaking of He Lianyi, that is another evil that disturbs people's purity.

    In this life, he is just a child.

    Jing Qi watched him grow up bit by bit with cold eyes, and pressed back all the anger that was easy to show, and pressed it in his heart, his face showed the sharp lines like the previous life, and slowly overlapped with the man in his memory  .

    I felt that the face of this person who had read the seventh life suddenly became blurred.

    He thought that the person who was so scheming when he was young was actually just a young man who suppressed himself and struggled in the cracks.  Jing Qi sometimes looked at him, and suddenly understood why he and he had such an endless quarrel¡ªprobably because he had never known this person before.

    Probably because I was a child at the time, I could only see his city, but not his forbearance, I could see his latitude and longitude, but I didn't know the paranoia and pain in his heart.

    This young His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was too cautious and thoughtful in his early years, and his suspicion had already been ingrained in his bones. Jing Qi thought, his little cleverness back then should have surprised him in the dark, right?

    On the contrary, in this life, he didn't want to care about anything, and he didn't want to think about anything, but occasionally when He Lianyi came, he would sit with him silently for a while, and sometimes he didn't even say a word for the whole afternoon,  He Lianyi let him be in a daze, Jing Qi read his idle books, and when he was lighting the lamp, He Lianyi woke up and said goodbye and left. Sometimes he stayed for a simple dinner, but He Lianyi secretly thought of him  Be a confidant.

    Those rock-solid estrangements from previous lives seemed to have never existed.

    In the world, what we ask for but cannot achieve is just that people in the world don't know how to make progress by retreating.

    In the end, Jing Qi still went to the birthday banquet of the great Confucian Lu Renqing, Lord Lu, because He Lianyi left the court early in the morning, so he went out of the palace and came to Jing Qi's mansion to dig people.

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    In the world, what we ask for but cannot achieve is just that people in the world don't know how to make progress by retreating.

    In the end, Jing Qi still went to the birthday banquet of the great Confucian Lu Renqing, Lord Lu, because He Lianyi left the court early in the morning, so he went out of the palace and came to Jing Qi's mansion to dig people.

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