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Text Chapter 652: Servants of the Xia Family (Second Update)

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    "Perhaps you don't understand why I didn't take action when I had the opportunity to kill Jiang Xia in Kangling, but instead helped Jiang Xia kill Xiao Qing, right?" "The reason is very simple. At that time, I was not completely sure of killing him.  Lose Jiang Xia. Secondly, even if I can kill Jiang Xia, I will only fall into the abyss. Given Jiang Xia's position in the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid that if I kill him, he will be assassinated by his subordinates soon.  With the help of the people under me, even if I reluctantly ascend to the throne, I will not be able to secure that position. " "How good is it now? I destroyed Jiang Xia with the help of the Tatars, and at the same time won the favor of the people under Jiang Xia.  Support. Who else in the world is more suitable to be emperor than me? Even if I don¡¯t covet the throne, they still have to ask for my destiny. What is destiny?  It¡¯s so good, God is really helping me!¡± Zhu Zaijiang played with a purple jade dagger and spoke in a low tone.  It wasn't until the end that his volume began to rise slightly.  At this moment, he has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth.  On the surface, he still looks like a handsome young man who is as gentle as jade.  But this piece of jade looks more like it was stolen from a thousand-year-old tomb, and it is full of gloomy atmosphere.  Zhu Zaijiang's guess was not wrong at all. Now Wang Shouren and other old people from the Jiang family are discussing how to ask Zhu Zaijiang to be restored and ascend the throne again as emperor.  Zhu Zaijiang, on the other hand, sent all the royalists to Tatar and asked them to do their best to find Jiang Xia's body.  If Jiang Xia is not dead, he must not be allowed to return to the Central Plains alive.  So where is Jiang Xia at this moment?  In the center of Luoxia Lake outside Fuzhou City, a dozen tent boats are surrounding a three-story flower boat. On the deck of the flower boat, a woman in green and covered with white gauze is strumming the strings of the piano.  The beautiful sound of the piano flows out from her beating slender fingers, giving people an ethereal and distant feeling.  There were many men standing on the bows of dozens of tent boats in the surrounding area. They all looked at the woman playing the piano on the flower boat with fascination. Although they couldn't see her face clearly, the men's eyes were still burning.  Not for anything else, just because this woman is the number one in Jinfeng Tower in Fuqing County, Hua Yuerong.  After the music of the piano stopped, a lazy man's voice came from the cabin of the flower boat: "Yuerong, come in, so that you don't have to worry about those stinky men outside staring at you." "Yes." Hua Yuerong responded and stood up.  He stood up from his seat, picked up his guqin and walked into the cabin.  Inside the cabin, four young men were sitting.  Everyone is accompanied by a young and pretty woman, except for the man in the center who is wearing a purple robe, and there are two women sitting next to him.  Whether judging from the order of seats or the number of girls accompanying him, this man must be the person with the highest status in the cabin.  In fact, this is indeed the case. As the only son born to the wife of Xia Jialun, the magistrate of Fuqing County, it would be difficult to find someone with a higher status than Xia Lin among his peers in the entire Fuqing County.  Behind Xia Lin, stood several servants he brought from home.  On such an occasion, the young master and his servants came out to see the scene, and naturally they were in high spirits.  But there was only one servant among them who was tall and handsome. His face was listless and his eyes were unfocused, as if he was sleepwalking.  This servant was just bought by the Xia family from a servant dealer. It is said that they have forgotten their name and origin.  Xia Lin thought he looked pretty good, so he brought him out to see him.  Since the servant had forgotten his name, Xia Lin named him: "He An." He An took a breath, turned his head and looked to the side, and saw his servant Lai Fu.  Staring at his iconic bull's eyes, he whispered viciously: "Be more energetic, you've lost the face of the young master, and I don't want to give you a good whip." He An twisted his waist to avoid coming.  Fu continued to pinch the tender flesh around his waist.  Then he adjusted his posture and finally stood up straighter.  In a wealthy family, servants don¡¯t just do whatever they want.  Only servants with outstanding performance can be promoted to servants.  Therefore, in the face of Laifu's bullying, He An could only endure it and did not dare to confront him.  At this moment, Xia Lin smiled and said to Hua Yuerong: "Miss Yuerong's piano skills are really getting better and better. Master, I just made a poem. I hope Miss Yuerong can appreciate it." After that,  Xia Lin took out a piece of white paper from his sleeve, handed it behind him and said, "Laifu, come and read it to Miss Yuerong." "Yes, young master." Laifu walked forward with his body hunched over and took it with both hands.  Cross that piece of white paper.  After taking a step back, Laifu unfolded the white paper and saw that it was indeed written with four lines of characters, but it was not so much four lines of characters.?It would be more appropriate to say that they are four curved lines.  Laifu was confused and wanted to guess what his young master wrote, but he couldn't guess at all.  Because those four lines of characters didn¡¯t even have basic glyphs.  Xia Lin saw that Laifu hadn't recited the words, and was immediately unhappy: "Laifu, what are you doing standing still? Read it quickly!" Laifu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and cold sweat broke out on his head.  After hesitatingly responded, he said: "Young master, this word is like the grass sage Zhang Jiaren. I am so stupid that I can't recognize it for a while. Can I please let the young master try to figure it out and then read it again?" "You idiot?"  , I have been with you for so many years. Go ahead, master, I will give you sixty breaths of time. If you still can¡¯t read it out by the time, then you will have to read it yourself¡± The following words are from Xia Lin.  He didn't continue, but Laifu understood.  If he really let Xia Lin read the poem himself, then he might be the end of the line as a servant. At best, he might be demoted back to work as a servant again.  If it was even close, he might be kicked out of the Xia family.  ¡°If I really leave the Xia family, then the livelihood of my family in my hometown may be completely lost.  The sweat on Laifu's forehead was as big as a soybean, one after another dripping to the ground.  He scanned the white paper carefully several times, but in the end he still couldn't see any clue.  He An on the side shook his head secretly. He had already understood clearly that the so-called "poetry" Xia Lin gave Laifu was simply four ghost symbols and no words at all.  He is a idiot. He can entertain birds, walk dogs, and drink flower wine. But if you ask him to recite poems and compose poems, I'm afraid he won't even be able to compose a limerick.  It's just that every time Hua Yuerong finished playing a piece of music, several young men at the table would come out and write a poem to praise her piano skills.  Xia Lin didn¡¯t want to lose face in front of Hua Yuerong and the sons of merchants, so he drew a lot of graffiti to try to save his face.  It is estimated that Laifu will not be able to recite poems for a while, and he will lose his temper with Laifu.  Then he dismissed the matter of writing poetry in an understatement.  In this way, he composed the poem, but no one knows whether it is good or bad.  Not only saves face, but also does not reveal one's shortcomings.  So to sum up, Laifu is definitely taking the blame.  Laifu looked at it for about ten breaths before finally coming to his senses and asking for help.  He brought the poem to He An and his four servants and said, "Quick, you four, take a look and see if you can read this poem." He An wasn't even interested in reading it, and the other three pretended to  He looked at it for a few times, then shook his head.  As servants of the Xia Mansion, although they could recognize a few words, they were definitely not able to recognize such "abstract" fonts.  Laifu's eyes were full of despair, and he murmured: "It's over, it's all over" Seeing Laifu's horrified look, He An couldn't help but shake his head in his heart. He reached out and pulled Laifu's hand.  He passed the piece of white paper and whispered to Laifu: "Let me read it for you, but you have to pay me five taels of silver as a reward." "Five taels of silver?" Laifu exclaimed. As a servant, he  There is only three taels of silver in the month.  Isn¡¯t five taels of silver equivalent to two months¡¯ worth of monthly silver?  "We don't have time, will you give it to me? I won't let you read it yourself." He An gestured and handed the paper back to Laifu. Laifu quickly took a step back, as if the paper was not paper, but a terrifying tiger's mouth.  .  Laifu swallowed his saliva and whispered to He An: "I promise you, but I don't have that much cash" Laifu was about to say "I don't have that much cash," but the word "cash" hadn't been uttered yet.  , He An said: "Before boarding the ship, you asked us if we had seen the Ming Dynasty treasure note worth five taels of silver." "You" Laifu suddenly stopped, feeling the urge to slap himself in the face.  While he was still hesitating, Master Xia had already shouted: "Laifu, you idiot, you haven't recognized my calligraphy yet?" Laifu suddenly trembled, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, then quickly touched his arms.  A Ming Dynasty treasure banknote with a denomination of five taels of silver was thrust into He An's hand.  He An took the dragon ticket and put it in his arms, then walked to Xia Lin with the piece of paper on which Xia Lin ghostly drew the talisman, and said with a sigh: "What a poem, what a poem. Please give it to me, Master."  Well, I really can't suppress the admiration in my heart. I want to recite this poem for the young master. I hope the young master will agree." Xia Lin obviously knew that his poem was fishy. He turned his head and looked at He An.  There was a hint of warning in his words: "Okay, let me read it. Read it carefully and don't read the wrong poem by the young master. Do you understand?" "I understand, I understand. Thank you, Master, for giving me this opportunity. I will read it carefully."  "After saying that, He An pretended to cough twice, and then said: "The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are likeSlang.  The bullets are noisy and mixed, and big and small beads fall on the jade plate.  The orioles in Guan Guan are talking about the slippery bottom of the flower, and it is difficult to go under the ice of the Youyan Spring.  The ice spring is cold and the strings are condensed, and the condensation will never pass the sound for a while.  Don't worry and hate yourself. Silence is better than sound at this time.  " After He An read this poem, the first person who was stunned was Xia Lin. Although he didn't understand what the poem He An meant, it sounded quite bluffing. When he came to his senses and looked at everyone,  Only then did I realize that the young masters who had just looked like they were watching a show were now as if their acupuncture points had been tapped. They were stunned and could not move. They even forgot to close their slightly open mouths while holding the guqin in their arms.  Hua Yuerong, the guqin suddenly fell from her hands to the ground. The humming sound of the strings suddenly woke everyone up. Everyone immediately clapped their hands and shouted: "What a poem, what a poem  " At this moment, Hua Yuerong also picked up the wine pot and poured a glass of wine into the wine glass. She held up the wine glass and walked up to Xia Lin. She stretched out her hand to untie the veil on her face, flicked it at Xia Lin slightly and said  "Thank you Mr. Xia for saying, 'Don't be sad and resentful. Silence is better than sound at this time.  ¡¯ Mr. Xia is a close friend, so the little girl would like to drink to Mr. Xia.  "Hua Yuerong's actions surprised everyone even more. It should be noted that Hua Yuerong has only shown her true face twice since she debuted in Jinfenglou for six years. "The first time was by Hou Shaobai, a talented man from Jiangzhou, who attracted attention with a seven-character quatrain.  Hua Yuerong showed up to meet her. It was Xiaoyao Hou Zhao Suifeng's daughter who asked to see her, but in front of her, it was the first time that Hua Yuerong showed her face in front of so many people. Xia Lin was slightly stunned.  Afterwards, he suddenly felt that he was very proud. He happily picked up the wine glass and said to Hua Yuerong: "Miss Yuerong is so polite. I respect Miss Yuerong"
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