Jiankang City, Yin Zhongwen’s private residence.
Yin Zhongwen sat in front of the desk in the study with a sad face. On the exquisite red sandalwood desk, there was the ancient bamboo scroll of musical scores, and the word "Tai Oath" written in small seal script was prominently displayed on the cover.
On the way up, Yin Zhongwen shook his head and sighed: "You are a vulgar warrior who doesn't understand elegant music. I don't believe you are really as loyal and selfless as you say!"
At this point, he suddenly shouted angrily to a servant in his thirties, with a white face and a slight beard, and a green shirt and cap standing next to him: "Yin Qian, tell me, is Liu Yu really loyal to the Jin Dynasty?"
Yin Qian curled up his lips and said, "My lord, how can a servant like the villain understand the affairs of these big shots? I only know that what the lord says is what he says. What you say will definitely not be ignored."
wrong."
Yin Zhongwen's expression calmed down a little, and he murmured: "Damn Tao Yuanming, you are going to suffer terribly this time. What went wrong? Or should I find a way to see Queen Wang first?"
Yin Qian blinked: "My Lord, do you want to write a poem for the Queen again? I will go and get you a pen and ink."
Yin Zhongwen took a look at the small case and shouted: "Idiot, who said you want to write a poem for some queen?"
Yin Qian scratched his head and said in confusion: "My lord, before, didn't you have to write one or two poems every time you wanted to see the queen, and have your disciples copy them and spread them throughout the city?"
Yin Zhongwen suddenly jumped up from the ground, covered Yin Qian's mouth, and whispered: "That's a hypocritical thing. This is Dajin, Dajin! Don't you want to live anymore?!"
An expression of sudden realization flashed across Yin Qian's face, and he nodded repeatedly. Yin Zhongwen released his hand covering Yin Qian's mouth, took an incense handkerchief from the table, and wiped his palms, while wiping, he hated
He said with hatred: "You have been with me for so many years, how come you are becoming more and more stupid as you live??"
Yin Qian grinned: "My lord, you just like my clumsiness. Yes, the former pseudo-Queen of Chu's surname is Liu, and her surname is not Wang either. Look at my stupidity..."
Yin Zhongwen threw the handkerchief to Yin Qian angrily: "These two women are now mortal enemies, and together with their current men, they are also fighting fiercely. You remember, the current Queen Wang cannot be used
I used to write flattering poems to the woman named Liu to ask for an audience, prepare a car, and prepare a generous gift. I am going to Xie's house to ask for an audience with Mrs. Xie."
Yin Qian quickly turned around to leave. Suddenly, he thought of something and turned to look at Yin Zhongwen: "But, my lord, didn't you say you were going to attend General He's banquet tomorrow? The carriage is being maintained at the moment. Really now?"
Do you want to use it?"
Yin Zhongwen instinctively wanted to curse, but suddenly thought of something, and his eyes widened: "Wait a minute, bring me that invitation."
Yin Qian pointed to the top of a pile of various posts on the side of the small case: "It's right here."
Yin Zhongwen picked up the invitation, and while reading it, a smile gradually bloomed on his face: "The sky has eyes, hahahahaha, there is really no end to the road, this opportunity will come, won't it?
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Yin Qian looked at Yin Zhongwen in confusion: "Master, what opportunity has come? You didn't ask me to cook the chicken breasts."
Yin Zhongwen waved his hands impatiently: "Eat, eat, eat, what else can you think about besides eating? Go, go quickly and find me some pen and ink."
Yin Qian curled up his lips: "Don't you want pen and ink? Lord, do you want to get pen and ink?"
Yin Zhongwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I should really sell you to a restaurant as a waiter, so that I don't have to look at you all day long to get angry. Just light the incense burner for me, and then go get the pen and ink. I want to write an essay."
Okay, do you understand this time? Oh, by the way, bring me the bronze mirror."
Yin Qian said nothing and walked to the incense burner in front of the small case. Soon, the sandalwood scent filled the room. After Yin Qian finished lighting the incense, he looked at the incense burner sitting in front of the case and fell into deep thought.
Yin Zhongwen, who was mumbling something to himself, shook his head and put a bronze mirror over, facing the small case. This was Yin Zhongwen's habit when writing poems and essays. This writer who is narcissistic to the core, likes to look at the mirror every time he writes.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at himself as he was writing furiously, and Yin Qian, who had been his personal servant for many years, naturally understood what he needed and gave him what he wanted.
After doing this, Yin Qian bowed slightly and saluted, turned around and left. Yin Zhongwen looked at the direction he was leaving and sighed: "Maybe, I really should find a smarter book boy. Although Ah Qian is loyal and reliable, he is too
Stupid, in this situation, I have to find someone to discuss countermeasures."
Suddenly, there was a burst of weird laughter in the room: "Can't you just discuss it with me?!"
Yin Zhongwen turned pale with fright, turned his head and looked around, and said sternly: "Who is it, come out!"
A mysterious voice sounded in the air: "I'm right here, can't you see it?"
Yin Zhongwen jumped up and searched around: "Ah Qian, you damn thing, you actually learned how to scare the master. Wow, you have become more capable, haven't you? Let's see how I deal with it..."
His words stopped abruptly, and the anger on his face solidified, because his eyes happened to sweep across the bronze mirror. In the misty smoke, he saw a figure on the bronze mirror smiling playfully at him.
, winking: "I'm right here, did you just realize it?"
Yin Zhongwen rushed to the small case and looked at the person in the mirror carefully. Wasn't he himself? Cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he suddenly shouted: "Come here, come quickly, there's a monster, there's a monster
different!"
The person in the mirror laughed: "Zhongwen, don't waste your efforts. No one can hear your screams. I am you and you are me. We are twin brothers. Over the years, you have been facing each other.
That idiot, do you think you can get intellectual satisfaction in this way?"
Yin Zhongwen gritted his teeth, sat down in front of the small case, and sneered: "Humph, who is pretending to be a ghost? I have read poetry and books, and I have seen this kind of thing too many times. You can't deceive me! If you are sensible, leave quickly.
Otherwise, when I find out who is behind this, I will never let you go!"
The man in the mirror smiled slightly: "It's a shame, it's a shame, if you weren't about to die, why would I have to come out? Yin Zhongwen, how long do you think you can live?!"
As soon as these words came out, they pierced Yin Zhongwen's heart. His expression changed: "How come I'm about to die? Please explain it to me clearly!"
The person in the mirror sneered: "Do you think Liu Yu will keep the secret of privately donating music scores for you? At this time, the news of your evil intentions has already spread throughout Jiankang City. I am afraid that the soldiers who came to arrest you are already on the way.
Alas, Zhongwen, this is your ending!"
The man in the mirror said, and suddenly smiled strangely. His head flew up from his neck and disappeared. In the bronze mirror, only a headless body was left, and only the laughter was still echoing around.
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This chapter has been completed!