Zhao Gong raised his head and looked at the two little maids.
The little maids smiled, and one of them put down the things in her hands, lit a stick of incense on the small incense burner, held it on the desk on the side, and then blessed her with the other little maid, and then blessed the man on the bed, and turned around
leave.
The fragrance of the thread curls up, bringing with it a Zen feeling.
Zhao Xing stood and listened as they walked around the screen and closed the door. After the footsteps faded away, his expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly took a few steps to the man's bedside. After sitting down, he said: "Brother, tell me the truth."
, was it you who did what happened on the streets?"
"Which street?" the man asked quietly.
He was leaning on a buckwheat pillow made of green cloth. His long, dark hair was hanging loose and extremely soft. His face was handsome, with clear outlines, but his cheeks were abnormally thin. His eye sockets were slightly sunken, and the fine lines around him were increasing.
With his sense of age.
"Huaizhou Street." Zhao Yu said.
The man shook his head: "It's not me."
"Well, brother, have you heard that something happened over there?"
"Are you referring to the coffin and the guards who were shot to death in the street?"
"Okay, I thought it was you," Zhao Xi breathed a sigh of relief, his shoulders drooped, and he said in a low voice, "Who could it be?"
"I don't know." the man said.
Zhao Xun thought thoughtfully: "I even had to wonder if there were other people's eyes and ears around me. I just started investigating the Yu family, and something happened to the Yu family, and they did it in this way."
"Yeah." The man responded, lowering his head and flipping through a few pages of the book, making a very light rustling sound.
"Brother, a lot of things have happened in the past few days," Zhao Xun looked at the man, "There is something you don't know. It is that Li Xiao took people to Chuifangzhuang last night. It is said that he bumped into me there. I told you before.
Li Dongyan has been looking for this girl all day today, digging like three feet into the ground, but to no avail."
The man stopped and said, "Ah Li."
"yes."
"Have you found out who she is?"
"There is no trace to be found. She is a very cunning dragon."
The man nodded and continued reading.
"It's strange to say, but a little girl seems to have inadvertently set off an undercurrent in the entire Kyoto." Zhao Xun added.
"No," the man said calmly without raising his head, "The person who started the undercurrent is the one who wants to catch her and has nothing to do with her."
"Brother, don't you think this is the crime of carrying a jade?" Zhao Yu said, "I don't know where she came from, but if she doesn't show up, who can know her and know that she has a jade?"
"No," the man shook his head, "It is not a crime to possess a treasure, the crime lies with those who covet it, those who are jealous, or those who are incompetent."
Zhao Xun paused and smiled: "It sounds like my brother has a lot of affection for this girl?"
"Absurd people are rampant, and deviant people are fearless," the man said calmly, "I am happy with those who are fearless."
"Unfortunately, it is still unclear whether this child is good or evil, and it is not clear whether there is anyone else behind her. I thought my brother knew her at first, but it turned out he didn't. So whether this girl is an enemy or a friend, we have to wait and see for a while."
The man remained silent and turned another page.
Zhao Xun stopped talking and was silent for a long time. Zhao Xun said: "By the way, brother, An Qiuwan was attacked this morning and his life is at stake. Do you know about this?"
"Yeah." The man nodded, "I know."
"I think it's like a bitter trick."
The man frowned slightly and raised his head: "Bitter meat plan?"
"Yes," Zhao Qi smiled, "Although many people immediately looked at Chashan County, thinking that it was Menzhi and Jidi's troop deployment that made An Qiuwan hated by people of benevolence and righteousness, but as far as I know
You know, not long ago, our good emperor called An Qiuwan into the palace, and An Qiuwan's face kept looking ugly after he came out. I think it was probably because Li Zhi asked him to do something he was reluctant to do."
"This is a possibility, but we cannot rule out the reason for the troop deployment." The man said.
"Haha," Zhao Qi said with a smile, "Brother, I suddenly discovered something interesting. This An Qiuwan usually seems to be a good old man who doesn't offend anyone. He is smooth and courteous in dealing with things. But if you really want to break it down, he wants to harm anyone.
He seemed to have quite a few people, and for a moment I couldn't figure out who it was. We all had this motive. We found him out because of family matters. If he hid so deeply, then the other people's
I don’t know how many grievances and grievances are related to him.”
The man nodded.
"Brother, do you have any opinion?" Zhao Yu said, "I always feel that this matter will have a lot of implications. If it is really a trick, have you ever thought about what kind of thing would happen that An Qiuwan would not hesitate to take?
I don’t even want to do it when I’m in such a miserable state.”
The man still nodded, said nothing, and looked down at the book in his hand.
Zhao Xun waited for his reply. After waiting for a long time, there was no news.
But Zhao Xun knew that his mind was not on the book, and his slightly old eyes only fell on those few lines of text, untouched.
"Brother..." Zhao Xi shouted in a low voice.
"Well," the man responded, raised his eyes and said, "I don't want to worry about this."
Zhao Xun pursed his lips, smiled, looked back at the screen in the distance, and said: "Now the government is like a ship floating on the sea, swaying here and there, swaying, and no one knows that this broken ship
Where will it take us? I recently heard that many forces have gathered together in the south, and there will be an uprising in the near future. Look, is this ship full of holes?
The hole was not patched, and water leaked there again.”
"Yeah." The man nodded.
Zhao Xun sighed again and looked at the man: "Brother, a few days ago I felt that you had regained some vitality and looked high-spirited. When we went to worship the sky together, I could see that you were in a good mood. Now you are in a good mood.
In the past few days, have you been doing other things like enjoying a cup of tea and having nothing to worry about?"
The man blinked his eyes lightly and turned to look at the sunlight falling on the floor in the distance. The light on the ground was reflected in his eyes, and the light spread out, like thoughts drifting far away.
The incense stick burns to ashes one by one. The further down it goes, the more fragrant it gets. When one of the sticks is about to die, white smoke curls up slightly.
Zhao Xun stood up and said: "When brother gets better, let's go out for a walk. Only after going out for a walk will you feel better. It's not right to stay depressed all the time."
"No," the man looked away, "I don't want to see anyone."
"It's winter now. Outside the city there are clear fields and cold mountains. We can just go horse racing on the plains. Why do we need to see other people's faces." Zhao Yu smiled.
"That's it, let's see." The man replied.
"Well," Zhao Gong nodded, looked at the incense burner on the side, and said, "recently, the streets have become more and more depressed, especially today, because of Li Dongyan's commotion, many shops have not opened. Before I came here, I made a special trip to Fangchen Building.
The door is also closed."
"It's okay," the man looked at him, "be careful when you go out, don't get stared at."
"Don't be afraid," Zhao Xi smiled, "I'm here to buy books. Brother, I'll come see you another day."
"Okay," the man responded, and then said, "Don't call me brother."
