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Chapter 34 Volume 2 · 2
One hundred and fifty-three years later
Dingxianglou was doing quite a bit of business tonight, and the attendants were sweating profusely, and the rags on their shoulders didn't know whether to wipe the table or wipe the sweat. After finally sending off a group of guests, a group of people came in outside the door, dressed in clothes. Bright, the silk satin glowed with a layer of water under the candlelight, and at a glance, you knew that it was not a merchant or a commoner. The man went up to meet him, glanced at the official boots under the leader's indigo robe, and hurriedly raised his face with a smile: "Master, please, on the second floor."
The group of seven went upstairs calmly, entered the private room and sat down one after another, and then someone took out the broken silver and rewarded the man.
The guy received the reward and happily retired, busy in the hall while staring at the door. It didn't take long before Shi Shiran walked in outside the door, with a clear face and a smile. The man stepped over the threshold and went upstairs without being greeted.
The guy craned his neck to look, only to find that the young man looked familiar, and he seemed to have seen that demeanor before, but he couldn't remember it.
The seven people who were waiting in the private room heard footsteps approaching the door, and they all stood up one after another. In an instant, the door was pushed open, and Ji Jiu outside the door looked at everyone and smiled, "Please invite me to a drink, everyone's face is full of expressions. Why is it uglier than going to the battlefield?"
The person who rewarded the guy earlier also laughed, and asked to sit down: "Isn't it because the generals are afraid that they will finish their year's salary?"
Ji Jiu snorted and said, "It's okay, the salary is not enough, the soldiers are too much, it depends on how brave you are and how much you can take. Ten thousand tables is only a drop in the bucket."
As soon as the words fell, the room fell silent.
Ji Jiu just sat down, reached out and took the wine jug on the table and poured himself the wine. With this action, the cuffs were slightly stretched, revealing a piece of skin on the wrist, which was slightly whiter than ordinary generals, but also firm texture. It's just that the mark on one side of the wrist looks like two dark holes, which is quite interesting. This is Ji Jiu's birthmark. It was born at birth. It is on the inside of the wrist. It grows with age. Some people say it is a mole, but the color is slightly lighter. Others say it looks like a wound from a snake bite. Ji Jiu stared at it when he had nothing to do, and felt that it was like a mark from a snake bite, but he had never been bitten, so what about the mark? It's just a birthmark that never fades away.
Ji Jiu slowly filled himself with wine, and sipped slowly, with a comfortable and leisurely expression, as if the cup was filled with immortal honeydew.
The rest of the people didn't speak anymore, they just watched him drink, all of them were speechless.
What's so hard to say? Ji Jiu disapproved in his heart. Since he dared to deduct the ar's pay, how could he have thought that there would be a day when someone would get all the money. After anticipating the consequences, still risked own life, which shows that want money rather than life.
When the pot of wine was filled and drunk, Ji Jiu shook the empty pot and got up, and said slowly: "The wine is very good. If you can live to this season next year, I will invite you to a banquet in this place." Ignore everyone's retention, and finally turned around and left in all kinds of complicated eyes, and staying here is meaningless in itself.
Walking on the street market, Ji Jiu looked at the small stalls selling on both sides, with lanterns hanging on the stalls, and according to the goods below, most of them were handmade, some rough, some delicate. The lanterns covered with red gauze make the whole street filled with a lively hustle and bustle. Someone was shouting from behind: Little General, Little General, stay!
Ji Jiu paused, glanced around and wanted to find a place to slip away, but found that there was no space to drill, so he had to stand in place and let someone catch him.
Ji Jiu said, "What are you doing here? Don't you think it's not enough to cheat on me today?"
The person who came was the person who answered him in the banquet just now, Chang Yin, Chang Yin sighed, and said, "I know that you shouldn't be asked to go today. Who let that military marquis meet me, and came to tell me Qing, I told you that you will not be merciful, he doesn't believe it...cough, today you and I were both humiliated, what should I do if you waved your hand away like that?"
"What, do you still want me to let him in?" Ji Jiu raised her eyebrows, "What do you mean?"
Chang Yin murmured: "The amount is not large, and he knows he is wrong, how about you spare him once?"
Ji Jiu's originally smiling face suddenly cooled down, and his jet-black eyes looked straight at him, as if murderous.
Chang Yin knew that something was wrong, so he lowered his head and said nothing.
"Chang Yin," Ji Jiu spoke after a long while, and said calmly, "From now on, you and I will no longer have classmate friendship. It's better not to see each other again."
"What?" Chang Yin hurriedly said, "Where is it so serious?"
"Isn't it serious?" Ji Jiu sneered: "I think you are a gentleman, and it is an honor to be with you. But you are an unreasonable idiot! If you haven't seen it for a year, you will make such progress and take care of others. , how much benefit did you get from the middle?!"
"Ji Jiu!" Chang Yin was also angry, blushing and shouting: "Don't be full of nonsense! Where did I benefit? I just saw him pitiful and came up to beg me..."
"When he comes to beg you, you agree. He is greedy for money, do you want to make up for him?!"
Chang Yin was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth wide, "Ten thousand taels?"
"It's not about the money at all." Ji Jiu frowned and said impatiently, "I can't tell you, that's all, do your own business in the future, and don't meddle in other people's business."
"No," Chang Yin followed him, followed step by step, and said loudly: "You must explain what happened today. How can I be confused? How can I become a villain? You still have to cut off relations with me."
Ji Jiu ignored him and walked straight forward. Chang Yin was not frustrated, and walked behind him, stepping on his shadow without letting go.
Ji Jiu walked quickly for a while, but couldn't shake it off. Feeling impatient, she turned around and said, "We are soldiers!"
"what?!"
Ji Jiu looked at him and said: "I and Zhang Lang, we are all soldiers, raised by the court and the people, and contribute to the country. But it is not only generals and military marquis who contribute to the country, but also thousands of people. , hundreds of thousands of soldiers! They are the ones who rush in the front. It is their blood that dyes the river red, nourishes the land, and protects the peace of the people in the family and the city! How can people who are inferior to beasts detain these soldiers? Military salary! You still have the face to intercede for him?! You go back..." Reaching out behind him, Ji Jiu said solemnly: "Go and ask him, if there is a fierce battle in the future, when he is besieged by the heavy army, he will protect him. Who will be behind him? Ask him, does he have the face to say to the soldiers who fell to protect the generals, 'I have deducted your military pay'! If he has the face to say, I don't want it today Face, let him be!"
Chang Yin stayed where he was, Mu Mu was startled.
The night was slightly cool, and there was a cool wind blowing, and Chang Yin only felt that the back was wet. When he raised his head again, Ji Jiu had already left without knowing when.
The shame on his face was obvious. He raised his slap and slapped Chang Yin on his face. After the loud slap, he regained his energy and returned to the original path.
Ji Jiu didn't care about such a thing, but was a little disappointed with Chang Yin because he was not sober. A person can do whatever he wants and be whoever he wants to do, but there is only one thing, to be sober. Don't think that you are kind-hearted, but you are actually hurting others without knowing it. Whether it is a good person or a bad person, those are the evaluations of others, and you need to know what you are doing and who you are.
Ji Jiu is very clear about this. He knows who he is. He is Ji Jiu, the only son of General Ji. He is twenty and seven years old. He has been in the army for eight years.
Sighing silently, Ji Jiu returned to the house.
The house was clean and peaceful. The servants were neatly dressed and spoke softly. When they returned home, Ji Jiu felt more relaxed. Just sitting down in the study for a while, the lady brought tea and served it herself. Ji Jiu laughed and said: " Where can you pour the tea yourself, the child is asleep?"
"Sleep, the girl said you're back. I'll come and have a look." The woman smiled slightly, "I won't break my hand even when I pour tea."
"It's going to be broken, but I can't bear it." Ji Jiu said.
"Where did you learn it?" The woman's face blushed, "I didn't return home for three years, so I learned this and came back."
"I've been learning it all," Ji Jiu said with a wicked smile, "I've learned it and saved it in my stomach, and I'll tell you when I come back."
The woman's skin was thin, and she spit on him and walked away. Ji Jiu smiled, walked over and hugged the person into her arms, sniffed the fragrance of the cloud, and whispered, "Do you miss me?"
Knowing that she wouldn't answer, Ji Jiu still asked, "Miss me?"
With her face as bright as a burning cloud, Madam whispered, "Don't be rude to you, take a break earlier."
"Ah, last night was very early." Ji Jiu blew lightly beside the neck where the jade earrings were hanging, and whispered, "Go and make the bed, I'll be right here. I'll be early this month. rest."
Madam stood up in a hurry, broke away his arms, and covered her face to run. Ji Jiu laughed softly from behind, her voice was not without complacency, Madam was even more embarrassed, she couldn't help turning around and reprimanded. Said: "You are not the person I just married to Ji's family."
Ji Jiu still smiled: "When you married me, you were a daughter's family, but now you are a mother."
Madam glared at him, her eyes wandered, both shy and charming, Ji Jiu looked at him, and felt only warm and comfortable in her heart, and only at this moment at home, there was some rare warmth.
He married her when he was seventeen years old, and the young couple is still like a piano. It's just that he married her, but left home for many years, leaving her alone at home in an empty room. Ji Jiu felt that she would be less lonely after having a few more children.
It was night, when the flame on the candlestick was extinguished, Ji Jiu held a small candle and walked to the bed. The curtain on the bed had been lowered, and the pink curtain was embroidered with Bihe swimming fish. The tent was lifted, and Ji Jiu deliberately asked, "Are you asleep? "
No one answered him.
Ji Jiu waited and said, "I won't disturb you since I'm asleep. I'll go to the study to sleep." Then she turned to leave. As soon as he turned around, someone pulled the hem of his robe, and he could no longer walk away.
Looking down at the tightly clenched hand behind him, Ji Jiu couldn't help laughing. The laughing hand clutching the robe changed his fist and slammed on him without stopping. After laughing enough, he put down the candlestick and sat aside, looking at the shy woman huddled in the quilt, pondering for a moment, Fang Dao "That day you were in the garden, you hid behind the peach blossoms and looked at me, that's what you looked like." Ji Jiu closed her eyes and thought about it: "I thought at that time, I'll take a look around, if it looks good, I will Marry it and go home. If it's ugly..."
"What about ugly?"
"I'll take it home too, the town house." Ji Jiu said, and after speaking, his wife grabbed her hand and tried to bite on the snake-kissed birthmark, but Ji Jiu stopped him, held the hand in his own, and then again Said: "I thought about it later, but I didn't look at it. I simply married back to the room and looked at it in the future..."
As he spoke, his tone became lower and lower, and there was a lingering ambiguity.
The curtain fell again, and the man who was sitting on the bedside chatting and laughing before had been covered up. The only small candle that was lit also went out.
Just as Ji Jiu undressed, the curtain suddenly fluttered, as if with the wind. Startled, Ji Jiu rolled over, jumped out of bed, and drew out his sword. The dazzling blade was particularly dazzling in the dark, with a murderous silver-white color, and pointed to the air ahead with the sound of unsheathing.
"Who?" Ji Jiu narrowed his eyes, the light was too dim, he had extinguished the candle before, and now he could only tell by the moonlight through the window lattice. There was a shadowy person sitting at the table. The shoulders and back are broad, like a man.
Ji Jiu thought, no. There was no one at the table when he stood here. The air doesn't seem to be flowing, this person seems to be sitting here all the time, but he just saw it just now, but when he just got out of bed, he clearly didn't see it.
While speculating and hesitating, the candle light suddenly brightened at this time. More than a dozen oil lamps on the heavy lotus candlestick all lit up, like daytime.
Ji Jiu asked herself not to speculate on weird places, but she was worried about getting her wife on the bed, she hesitated, and asked, "Seeking revenge?"
The man turned his back to him, with only black robes and black hair, as if unable to look at him, he shook his head.
"Money?" Ji Jiu asked again, the sword in his hand was still pointing straight, and he didn't dare to slack off. Seeing him shaking his head again, he had to continue asking, "Why?"
The man didn't answer for a long time.
"Brother," Ji Jiu slowed down, smiled, and said, "But did you enter the wrong house?"
"No," the man said.
"Looking for me?" Ji Jiu said, "Turn around."
The man stood up and turned around, and just turned around, he saw the ice-cold sword edge, without any warning, stabbing straight ahead.
Seeing that the sword was about to pierce his chest, Ji Jiu found that he couldn't push forward any further. The man obviously didn't move, but it seemed as if there was an invisible and intangible wall in front of him, blocking his offensive. How much effort he had used was in vain.
Only then did Ji Jiu raise his face and look directly into the other's eyes. The man was just standing, motionless, his eyes were dark, Ji Jiu felt like he had fallen into a deep pool.
The other party's stern face showed no emotion. He only looked at him, then lowered his head and looked at the sword edge that was close to his chest.
Inexplicably, Ji Jiu felt that he was a little sad. At this moment, Ji Jiu even thought of putting away his sword and sitting down to talk in detail.
It's just that before the thought came to the end, Ji Jiu felt a little light, and the whole person was thrown up, like a melon and fruit being thrown into the bed behind him.
When he was about to fall, he thought of his wife on the bed. He could not tell whether it was agility or instinct. He turned sideways and slammed into the bedpost and pressed against his wife's feet.
When it got dark, Ji Jiu regained his sanity and said loudly, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
"Demon."
The man said, approaching slowly, approaching the bed. Seeing that his wife was fine, Ji Jiu just fell asleep, rolled up the quilt and pushed it to the inside, and then did not hide, facing the man's gaze, and said solemnly: "I never believe in the world's ghosts, it seems that it is impossible today. I don't believe it anymore. Am I related to you?"
Yimo stood in front of him and replied, "Yes."
"Yes?" Ji Jiu froze for a moment, "What?"
Yimo looked at him, and finally did not give any answer, but leaned down and pressed the man who had been searching for more than 150 years under his body.
He got closer and closer, his body was completely pressed against his own body, and each other's breath erupted on each other's cheeks. Ji Jiu had vaguely felt something, but he didn't believe it. Although I have heard about masculinity in the military, I have only heard of it, and I have not seen it, nor have I personally tried it. However, at this time, with all the clothes on his body fading and not a single strand left, Ji Jiu finally panicked and asked, "What are you going to do?"
"Fuck you," the man said, bowing his head and kissing him fiercely.
Ji Jiu's scalp exploded, she was angry and frightened, and she couldn't contain her anger, but she silently screamed to calm herself down. Don't let the situation in front of you mess up your position. It was the right thing to figure out a way to get out. I don't know how to make me unable to move, I can only watch the man staring at me with deep eyes, but his lips and tongues are swept in his mouth. There was nothing he could do about the situation in front of him.
Feeling that she couldn't escape this disaster tonight, Ji Jiu turned her eyes and swept her eyes to his wife, who was wrapped in a quilt on the inside of the bed, who was sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed. Even if she slept and never saw it, her existence here was an unchangeable fact. This is their bed, the curtain was embroidered by his wife, the quilt was sewn by her own hands, and the room was carefully furnished by her... He actually wanted to do this in front of his wife. Realizing this, Ji Jiu was trembling all over, sweating on his forehead, and finally found the space and whispered, "Change the place."
The man grabbed his hand suddenly. Ji Jiu was a young man who practiced martial arts. He bent a bow and shot arrows. His arm strength was extraordinary, but at this time, he seemed to be unable to move. His muscles and bones were in pain. , is no longer comparable to the pain in his heart, Ji Jiu insisted: "Change the place."
"No." The man said, only one word, but he was firm and decisive, and there was no room for negotiation. When one word came out, Ji Jiu's mind seemed to have been hit by a dull hammer, and it turned black.
There was something cold moving around, Ji Jiu knew that it was his hand, his lips, and his teeth, rubbing and biting on him as if he was terribly thirsty, and sucking on him as if he was thirsty.sip.
In the end, the cold hand slid down his tail vertebra, Ji Jiu felt pain, and even felt dizzy.
Ji Jiu said: No.
The next moment, he was turned over, and the tearing pain awakened him from the dizziness.
Ji Jiu opened her eyes and looked at the swaying bed curtain in front of her. She finally lost all resistance and struggle, as if she couldn't understand. She watched the shaking in front of her and felt the penetration behind her.
So humiliating.
So painful.
The huge sense of annihilation made him open his mouth, bit his wrist silently, and blood splattered on the snake-like birthmark.