clean

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Seeing that Ji Wanghuai was silent, Si He also leaned against the wall, playing with the small porcelain cup in his hand over and over again.Only God knows, under the mask of his pretending to be calm and composed, his heart was already beating up and down non-stop.

I don't know how long it took before Ji Wanghuai said softly: "With your words, I feel relieved."

Si He smiled, and a stone fell from his heart: "If I live on the street and lose all my glory and wealth, I will still have to come to you."

"It's natural." Ji Wanghuai also smiled: "I promised you that I will never forget it."

……

It was a rare evening.

There are a few bare branches outside the window. Through the depressed branches, you can see the blue sky. There is a breeze with a cool fragrance permeating the room through the bamboo curtains.A jug of wine, two or three dishes of small dishes, sitting opposite is a person who makes me feel at ease.

——Unsatisfactory things are often eighty-nine, and you can talk to others in the same way.

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, Si He gradually became slightly tipsy, using his gallbladder to pour out all the depression and melancholy in his heart.

There are some words that a woman in a restaurant cannot hear. If there is no Ji Wanghuai today, he may continue to bury all of these in his heart, becoming a daze that he never wants to mention in the middle of the night but is often incomprehensible.

Although Ji Wanghuai didn't speak, his eyes were always on Si He's body, every time Si He poured a glass into the wine glass, his brows would slightly frown again.

But for some things, no one can help Si He, and the thread to untie the bell is still tied to Si He's own hand.

He could only stay by Si He's side, sharing the insignificant shackles for him.

"Ji Wanghuai, thank you." Si He had already drank so much that his eyes became dizzy, but fortunately his mind was still clear, he raised his glass to Ji Wanghuai, and said sincerely: "It is really a great blessing for me to meet you. "

Ji Wanghuai was stunned, he didn't know how to answer the words for a while, he pursed his lips, and then said softly: "You are honored."

***

Si He was escorted back to the Si Mansion by Ji Wanghuai, his boss was talking nonsense all the way, Ji Wanghuai coaxed him, and handed his clothes to the butler while coaxing him.

"I won't go in, you take good care of the third young master."

The housekeeper said yes again and again, still feeling weird: This is the young master of our Sifu, so he will take good care of him, so do we need an outsider to give orders?

"Where are you going--" Si He opened his eyes in bewilderment, and saw that Ji Wanghuai had let go of his hand, and muttered with some dissatisfaction: "I won't be able to find you again then."

"I can find it." Ji Wanghuai said with a light smile, "I won't go far."

The butler looked at Ji Wanghuai, then at Si He, but couldn't figure out when the young master had such a good friend, he behaved intimately, and seemed to have a good relationship.

"By the way," Ji Wanghuai took out another small item and handed it to the butler, "This is your young master's thing, and I will give it to him after he sobers up. If he doesn't see this thing when he wakes up, he will ask you to have it." Bitter taste."

The butler hurriedly took the cloth bag and put it in his arms carefully, for fear of losing it, he said gratefully, "Thank you, my lord."

When Si He woke up, it was already the second day.

Mrs. Si went out to Xiuniangfang to see the embroidery, Mr. Si went to the palace to go to court, Si Yan didn't know where to go, Si He was the only one left in the huge Si family.

His head was still a little dizzy, and everything last night felt like a dream.He only vaguely remembered that Ji Wanghuai helped him back, and he didn't know anything about the rest.

After the maid waited for him to wash up and put on his clothes, Si He walked out of the house with unsteady steps, just as he saw the butler coming from the corner, "Young master——"

He stopped in his tracks and asked sideways, "What's wrong? That's right! Last night——"

Si He originally wanted to ask if anyone saw Ji Wanghuai sending him back last night, but before he finished speaking, the housekeeper hurriedly said: "The things are here with the old slave. I saw the young master slept soundly yesterday. It didn't bother me."

……what?

Si He was stunned, but in the housekeeper's eyes, his expression was a kind of dissatisfaction. The housekeeper groped in his pocket for a long time before he found a cloth bag.

"Yesterday, the son gave orders. Don't worry, young master, nothing will be left behind."

This is a bulging small cloth bag, which is heavy and has some weight.After Si He took it, he lowered his head and walked back to the room while unpacking the cloth bag.

After uncovering the layers of cloth, there is a book and a painting.The book is very old, the corners are frayed and curled, and even the handwriting on the cover is not very clear.

"Brother Xiaohe, what kind of book is this?" Xiao Lushui lay on the table anxiously, he had never been to school, and Si He would teach him calligraphy and calligraphy on weekdays.

"It's the manuscript copy of Zhao Shun's "Eastern Journey" and his "Picture of Pine and Crane in Autumn". Si He stroked it carefully, turned it over and over again, stared at the sun, and murmured: "This painting is so beautiful. It's the real thing...it's actually the real thing..."

"Is the original work very valuable?" Xiao Lushui tilted her head, not understanding the reason, "Oh! I see, because Brother Ji Wanghuai can't paint, so it's useless to collect these, so I gave it to you. "

Although there may be some reasons for this...

But I don't think so when you say it like this...

"Oh, the kid doesn't understand." Si He patted his head and pushed him outside the door, "Go, go! Go outside and play."

After driving Xiao Lushui out of the room, Si He lay down straight on the bed holding the two authentic works, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

I actually have "Eastern Parade" that all scholars want to see, and "Autumn Pine and Crane Picture" that all painters want to see.

With tears in Si He's eyes, his affection for Ji Wanghuai has risen four or five steps.

This feeling of being smashed into a golden mountain is really wonderful...

He murmured in his heart: This backer, I'm probably set!

***

Ji Wanghuai did not wait for Jiuqing's reply, but waited for King Wen's edict.

Order him to return to the city immediately without delay.

He was puzzled, but the emperor's order could not be disobeyed, he just let Qi Shu, who had delivered the letter to Si He, stay in the Si mansion to protect Si He's safety, so he left in a hurry, not even having time to say goodbye.

"Second Highness, the ceremony for conferring the king will be held next month." Yu Jiang was so happy for the first time. After the Second Highness was crowned king, he will be King Yu, and he can go to the border to lead the army.

"It's just a name." Ji Wanghuai didn't take it seriously, he was just thinking why his father was so anxious to call him back.

Yu Jiang didn't say anything, he knew that Ji Wanghuai didn't value power very much, so he asked casually: "By the way, Second Highness, have you and Mr. Si got on such a good terms?"

"So?" Ji Wanghuai glanced back at him, the expression in his eyes couldn't see clearly, "What do you mean by that?"

His tone has cooled down. Yu Jiang has followed Ji Wanghuai for ten years, so he naturally knew that this was a sign of his anger. He was annoyed that he had made the same mistake as Jiuqing before, but he didn't expect that this was just a casual remark. Ji Wanghuai Will take it to heart.

"This subordinate is saying that Mr. Si has both talent and appearance, and he also possesses unique skills. It is really a good thing for His Highness to make friends with him." He is more flexible than Jiuqing. Turn the situation around.

"En..." Ji Wanghuai was in a better mood, he glanced sideways at Yu Jiang, and said softly: "Don't mention such things in front of me again, I don't like it."

***

Si He counted the days carefully, and in half a month, Lu Yu should be crowned king.Lu Yu's biological mother was a noble concubine in the palace, who fought against the queen of the dynasty. Lu Yu was influenced by his mother since childhood, so she became tactful.

After being crowned king, it was time for Lu Yu to get married.

Everything was within Si He's expectations, but he was just the son of a minister, with no power or power, and he could not stop the bloody storm caused by Lu Yu.

Silu in the palace often wrote letters to his family, and the words between the lines revealed the prince's love and affection. Presumably, he had not suffered too much grievance, and everything went well.

So good.

He, Sihe, is just a common man, he can't protect the world, he only hopes to protect Si's family well.