It is said that Ding Wangji tested Jia Xu's identity that day and left without saying anything. Jia Cong, Chen Ruijin and others felt strange. The four of them pondered over the words they said for a long time, but they didn't notice anything. If it doesn't work, I have to give up. But from the next day, Jia Cong's affair is like opening a floodgate to let out water.
When he got up in the morning, the kite next door was hung on a tree. Yuan Shikai climbed up and took it out, and sent a guard soldier over, saying that Mr. Yuan had picked it up. When people asked where Mr. Jia was, the soldier said that Mr. Jia was sleeping in. .
When Jia Cong came back from the Yamen, he encountered a frightened horse on the road. The beauty next door accidentally fell out of the car and lay in front of Jia Cong's horse. Jia Cong quickly dismounted and called on the passing lady selling sugar haws to help the woman up, and then hired someone to help the woman up. He asked for a carriage to take her back and told the driver: "Their family is rich and they will not miss your carriage fare."
In the evening, a beautiful woman came to thank Mr. Jia in person. Jia Cong ran out and said, "You're welcome, it's just a small effort. Come on, come on. It's so embarrassing to bring things. It's just that we have to go sightseeing later." , it’s not very convenient to carry things, so next time I might as well just thank you with the banknote.”
Two days later, a colleague celebrated his birthday and invited Jia Cong to have a drink. There were more than ten oiran ladies at the banquet, all of them winking at Jia Cong. Even if Jia Cong was brave enough, he wouldn't dare to act recklessly! Chen Ruijin followed her secretly these days. So he sent all the beauties into the arms of others in a serious manner, and would rather punish him with a dozen glasses of wine.
A few days later, another colleague invited him to visit the temple, and Jia Cong also went. While offering incense, he met a lame rabbit that came from nowhere. A gentle and lovely beauty saw it and was busy He took out the fragrant handkerchief and bandaged it. Jia Cong looked at the woman sadly.
His colleague bumped him with his elbow, winked and asked, "But you're attracted to him?"
Jia Cong nodded and said, "Yes!"
The colleague's eyes lit up and he said, "Let me find out for Mr. Jia whose family this woman belongs to. What will Mr. Jia thank me for later?"
Jia Cong said: "No need."
"Chengdu is only such a big place, and not many places are so beautiful."
"I didn't pay attention to the woman. I was looking at the rabbit." Jia Cong said, "The rabbit is lame and no one cares about it. It's probably that no one wants it. I want to take it back when no one is prepared."
Colleagues wondered: "I don't think Mr. Jia still has such a kind heart!"
Jia Cong said: "Let's bake it at night. I heard that the roasted rabbit in Chengdu is very fragrant." The colleague was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say.
After they finished offering incense, they went to wander outside the temple. Suddenly someone shouted "Catch the thief!" and they saw one running and the other chasing. Jia Cong quickly pulled his colleague to the side to dodge, saying: "We are not martial artists, let's not show off!" He shouted loudly, "Fellow entertainers! Whoever helps catch the thief will be greatly rewarded by the prince!" Sure enough, all the groups of entertainers went after the thief.
The colleague asked: "Why did Mr. Jia say that the prince has a reward?"
Jia Cong said: "If the prince can't do this kind of thing to reward ordinary people for their courage, how can we do it?"
I saw a young man catching up with the thief in a few heroic steps, catching him with just one move, and gently throwing him to the ground. Everyone cheered in unison. The young man clasped his fists and walked away gracefully. His colleagues praised him: "What a skill. "
Jia Cong said: "That's right. But looking at her clothes, she is from a wealthy family. This thief doesn't run very fast. Why not leave it to a busker and let her earn a reward from the prince?"
The colleague glanced at him: "Disappointing!" Then he added, "This young man looks so handsome."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "I know you will stare at others."
"Didn't you see it?"
"I didn't look at her face, and I sincerely didn't," Jia Cong said. "That figure and movement clearly indicate that she is a woman."
"Ah?" My colleague was shocked, "Woman? Are you sure?"
Jia Cong sighed: "My fourth sister has never worn women's clothing since she came to Taiwan. I've been watching her for several years! She goes out to visit the temple and catch thieves. It's quite good. She knows she is a girl from a good family and she also
If you don’t want to marry her, why bother looking at her?”
His colleagues looked at him and said, "Mr. Jia, we all know that you are staring at Miss Fang."
Jia Cong rolled his eyes at him: "Isn't that a sinful girl? I also appreciate the good-looking pink head! I don't think so. That girl just now obviously has a good background. What should I do if people say I am a pervert?
"
The colleague said: "You didn't even look at her appearance. Do you know you don't want to marry her?"
Jia Cong said: "You meet a woman you don't know on the street. Do you want to marry her? God knows what your family background is. If you don't like her, it's fine. What if you like her? Her status is inappropriate? Who wants to marry a daughter-in-law without first choosing her father-in-law?
Human." The colleague was speechless again.
Going back that night, Jia Cong had a dream. He dreamed that in his previous life, he was sitting in front of the computer watching the TV series The Legend of the Condor Heroes, which was Louis Koo's version. He woke up from the dream, inexplicably frightened. The next morning he ran to ask Chen Ruijin: "
If one day you disappear for some strange reason, where should I find you?"
Chen Ruijin thought for a while and said, "I don't know. I don't have any property."
"Is there something special and meaningful to you?"
"No." Chen Ruijin said, "In our line of work, you must not have any preferences."
Jia Cong then stopped going to the Yamen. He just said that he was too lazy to move today and stayed at home to comment on "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". After finishing speaking, the two discussed the plot for a long time before Jia Cong told her about last night's dream.
She added: "I don't really like this comment. I think the two protagonists are too worldly and hide away in paradise. How could you dream of this?"
Chen Ruijin said: "It's just a dream."
"What a strange dream. I have almost never dreamed about my past life." Jia Cong leaned on the back of his chair and rested his head on his hands. "Besides, it's too miserable for two people to be separated for more than ten years. Xiao Longnu actually doesn't have to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff."
"She didn't know that she would find the antidote later." Chen Ruijin thought for a while and said, "If I were that woman, I wouldn't jump off the cliff. If I die, I will die. Why bother and waste her husband's more than ten years of waiting for her?
It's not as clean as a mound."
Jia Cong slapped the case and said: "Negative! Did she believe it when people said there is only one way to cure the disease? The world is so big and there is no way out. Besides, a group of people will always have a solution better than one person. By the way, I told you
No "Mist"?"
"No."
"It's a foreign movie from later generations." Jia Congsui talked about "The Mist" again. At the end, he said, "The story is simple to tell, and it's not very scary when you watch it. The ending is so impressive that I warn the world not to
Give up hope."
Chen Ruijin looked at him with a smile and said, "I won't disappear for some strange reason."
"Yeah." Jia Cong said, "It's just that the dream was weird." Nai smiled again, "I'm always talking, and you talk too. You probably don't have many wonderful memories when you were young, but there are always some warmth. Palace Wall
The kittens and birds above, the little flowers and grass in the corner of the yard..."
Chen Ruijin shook his head and said: "No. It's just practicing and learning skills."
"There are always good friends."
"No. Not much talking."
Jia Cong was startled, then shook her hand and said, "It's really rare for you to have such a good temper. I would have been crazy if you did it."
Chen Ruijin smiled indifferently and acquiesced. He held his hand and said, "Tell me about your future generations. Even if you won't live until that time, it will be interesting to hear."
Jia Cong nodded: "Okay. I traveled to Chengdu in my previous life. I can't remember many things. I only remember the Jinsha ruins. Those were the ruins of the ancient Shu Kingdom thousands of years ago. They were dug out by later generations and are in the Qingyang Palace.
Zuojin. It is close to the style of Sanxingdui, and a little later than Sanxingdui." He then separated the Sanxingdui archeology and Jinsha archeology of later generations, then Chengdu three hundred years later, then the youth hostel where he lived, and then the
Youth hostels all over the country kept talking until night.
Chen Ruijin disappeared that night. Some thieves visited the small courtyard where Jia Cong and others lived at night. After losing two attacks, they left. Chen Ruijin chased him out to arrest him, but did not come back until dawn. I wanted to lead the big dog to find him, but Chen Ruijin
Even humans and dogs can't catch up with someone flying over a wall.
Jia Cong was stunned. He had always thought that masters like Chen Ruijin could only kill others instantly and would never be captured by others. Jia Xu had been talking to him for half a day, but he couldn't listen to a word he said. Jia Xu simply decided
Pi Tou gave him a slap: "If you don't wake up, who will save him?"
Jia Cong suddenly understood and shouted: "Bring me a pen! I want to write a couplet!"
Liu Feng went out to buy him red paper without saying a word, and Jia Xu personally polished the ink for him. Jia Cong had practiced calligraphy for many years. Although it was not good, it was no problem when meeting people. He took up his pen and said,
: "Post it."
Liu Feng took a look at it, nodded, and he and Yuan Shikai each held a poster and posted it outside the gate. The leader of the guard recognized the two words. Seeing that Mr. Jia had written the couplet, he stood in front of him and read it: "Who touches my woman?"
, whose ancestral grave should I dig? This..."
After posting the couplet, Jia Cong said: "I am awake."
Jia Xu immediately said: "The king of Shu has seven sons. The eldest is dead, the second is the heir apparent, and the third and second have the same mother. The son of Concubine Yu who is favored now is the fifth, and the remaining three mothers have mediocre life experiences and have no rights.
I am thinking that the master of Mrs. Ding’s sister-in-law should be Lao Wu.”
Jia Cong said: "The first suspicious person is Ding."
Jia Xu said: "I will go to Zhaojue Temple to explore."
Jia Cong said: "I'll go next door to check it out."
His uncle and nephew went inside to change their clothes and then came out. Liu Feng was still sitting in the hall. When he saw them, he stood up and said, "Third Master, why don't you go see Ding Wangji first."
Jia Cong hurriedly asked: "What did you think of?"
Liu Feng said: "Although in the house next door, Ding and Ding Wangji are in the same group, Ding Wangji is a man, and his background is different from ordinary people, so it is easy to find out ideas. The third master is not good at dealing with women." He sighed softly.
"That day, Ding Wangji came to see the Third Master. It was obvious that he had something to say, but he left without saying anything. We guessed for a long time, and we all thought that the cause was the Fifth Master. Thinking back, Miss Chen went in disguised as a maid.
Let’s serve tea.”
Jia Cong was shocked: "...I understand."
Liu Feng said: "According to Third Master's own words, even breathing smells of love."
Jia Cong was so frustrated that he had nowhere to express his grievances. He casually pulled off the Confucian scholar's scarf on his head and gritted his teeth and said: "I'm a scumbag too! Even Dongfang Bubai has been hit before, let alone her!" He immediately said, "What a bullshit metaphor!"
He put the headscarf back on and said, "Guo Shu, that cheater! He cheated his false master and cheated his real master! People have been dead for decades, and the sons left behind are more deceitful than the last! That face is a deceitful face passed down from generation to generation.
!" He suddenly remembered something and slowly turned around to look at Liu Feng and Jia Xu, "Ding Wangji looks like Guo Shu!"
Jia Xu said: "Exactly the same."
Jia Cong said: "It has been almost five years since the enfeoffment, and it has been almost five years since the King of Shu entered Shu. It was also nine years ago that Guo Sanshui planned to drag Fang Xiong to avenge Guo Shu. We can see Ding Wangji, and so can Guo Sanshui Ah. Even if others don’t know about the past between Ding and Guo Shu, how can he not know about it? Seeing Ding Wangji’s face and hearing that his surname is Ding and that he was raised in a nunnery, what else can’t be guessed?” He walked around the house twice and said, "My thoughts are different from ordinary people. Fifth Uncle Liu Feng, if you were Guo Sanshui, what would you think and do?"
Jia Xu thought for a while and said: "Ding is a woman. Not many people from the military camp look up to women. Back then, the Sixth Prince once sought Ding. If I were Guo Sanshui, I would have thought that Ding was snatched away by the Sixth Prince."
Liu Feng nodded: "Yes. After Guo Shu's death, the Sixth Prince snatched the Ding family from the nunnery and took it as his own. Ding Wangji will not be in danger of his life now. If Guo Sanshui wants to avenge Guo Shu, he may drag him into trouble. "
Jia Cong said: "Therefore, Ding Wangji may also know his own life experience. It is hard to say whether he and the Ding family are working for the same person. Since I can treat him as a military advisor of the enemy camp, he may not be able to." After another thought, "Do you think Ding Wangji knows about Mr. Guo? Or does Mr. Guo know about Ding Wangji?"
Jia Xu said: "We don't know each other."
Liu Feng also said: "Since Mr. Guo is the son of Guo Shu, Guo Sanshui should be careful to protect him from messing with Fang Xiong. When we passed by Guo's house, the play Guo Sanshui sang was intended for Fang Xiong to see. .If it happens, Fang Xiong will mistakenly think that Mr. Guo is not the son of Guo Sanshui, but Uncle Yuan. The Fang family wants to destroy the Guo family, and if they can't save it, they will kill Guo Sanshui, Uncle Yuan and Uncle Yuan's son. Mr. Guo will be raised in Yuan's house. The child at home could escape. Why did he bother to tell Mr. Guo that he had a half-brother? Looking back, it was the same. If Guo Sanshui wanted Latin Wangji to help avenge him, he would have to say, "Your father" You are the only son, just as he said to Mr. Guo."
Jia Xu said: "Master Guo must have never met the Shu kings from Chengdu. Think about it, he looks a lot like Ding Wangji. Many people know Ding Wangji's identity, and his surname is Guo. Many things The only way to achieve success is through the help of everyone. You don’t know this and others don’t know that.”
Jia Cong nodded: "Information asymmetry is the key to underhanded tactics. I understand."
He then got up and went to Ding's house to visit Ding Wangji.
When Ding Wangji heard that he was coming, he came to greet him at the door and said with a smile: "Mr. Jia has not been to the Yamen for two days. I don't know what to do."
Jia Cong smiled slightly, followed him to the study and sat down. Another maid brought tea. Jia Cong drank two sips of tea and said with a smile: "I want to ask Mr. Ding something."
Ding Wangji hurriedly said: "Mr. Jia, just tell me."
Jia Cong smiled so much that he narrowed his eyes: "I dare to ask Mr. Ding whether he thinks his surname is Ding or Guo."
Ding Wangji was stunned: "What does Mr. Jia mean by this?"
Jia Cong said slowly: "I know where the Ding family's ancestral graves and the Guo family's ancestral graves are. I just haven't decided where to dig them yet. So Wan Sheng came here to ask Mr. Ding what he meant. Do you think your surname is? Is your surname Ding or Guo? If you want to dig your family’s ancestral graves later in life, where should you dig them?” (.. )