I'm an acting genius

Although there was a reasonable enough reason that day, Xie Jingyang still didn't pass.

Because he realized that no matter whether he apologized or thanked him, he couldn't avoid a topic.

— the death of his brother.

……

…………

Before...

Before Gu Jing came to look for him, Xie Jingyang thought for a long time that his brother was indeed killed in battle.

Defeated and died.

Together with the [-] soldiers under his command, he was buried on the land in Mobei, and even the bones were not found.

This kind of defeat is almost a crime that the Lord General has to take the blame and dismiss from office.

But His Majesty sympathized with the loyalty of Xie's family, not only did he not hold him accountable, he even favored him.

Xie Jingyang didn't believe it, of course he didn't believe it at first.

He didn't believe that his elder brother, who was familiar with the art of war, was invincible, wise and brave, would be defeated and died...just like he didn't believe that his father, who was as tall as a mountain, would die on the battlefield.

Then, he was woken up by a slap.

——He was a veteran who followed his father.

Whether it is true or not, whether there is inside information or not, it is definitely not a doubt that can be expressed.

He gritted his teeth and endured the blood and tears, kowtowed and thanked Longen step by step.

Then there are several battles...

He is the last person left in the Xie family, and he can enjoy the shade left by his father and brother.

But he couldn't bear this ending, he had to wash away the shame of this defeat with blood.

……

…………

He succeeded.

The Xie family is still the northernmost and most indestructible iron wall in the mountains and rivers.

But it seems that there is no...

No matter how he pursued and searched for clues, his brother's tragic defeat seemed to be unrelated to others.

Even when he reviewed the situation of the previous year again and again, it was impossible for him to do better than his brother in a different place.

The battlefield is changing rapidly... Life and death are never predictable.

He has always been very clear about these principles, and after these years of honing, he only understands them better.

So, no matter how much doubts were clamoring in my heart.

In the face of the mountain of irrefutable facts, he could only admit...to admit that it was a rare mistake of his brother.

……

This flimsy acknowledgment can easily crumble.

Xie Jingyang was sure that Gu Jing knew this - the two had been enemies for so many years, and they knew each other too well - Gu Jing was sure to use this as bait, as long as there was still a chance, he would not give up, and only then did he dare to show up. work with him.

But just because he knew too well, Xie Jingyang also believed that Mr. Gu's "intended rebellion" was absolutely impossible.

He bit the hook quite willingly, even if he knew that it might be Gu Jing throwing it out as a cover for him, he was not too aggrieved to be used.

……

But these thoughts all ended at the moment when he learned of Ning Kezhi's identity.

His elder brother has been dead for several years, and the other party cannot come to the capital suddenly for no reason. After he calmed down, he almost immediately thought of what Gu Jing said about that year.

...is that really the case?

How much does he know?What have you found?

Has he been hiding his name all these years to secretly investigate this matter?Is the result of coming to Beijing now, or is this the clue?

Xie Jingyang understands rationally that he should ask clearly, but...whether it was the time when he was seriously ill, or when he accidentally mentioned Lianxia Mountain later, the other party's appearance of being so painful that he was almost dying could not be faked...

This made Xie Jingyang hesitate even to speak.

The trauma of the past left a deep scar on his body, and now the wound has healed, but the scar is still there, and when he touches it again, he seems to be able to recall the unforgettable pain of that year, but it has passed after all.

But this same wound on another person, instead of healed, became swollen and festered with the passage of time...

Xie Jingyang didn't even know if the rotting flesh on the wound was cleaned and scraped off, whether the wound was healed or the last sliver of life was lost.

He will investigate the elder brother's affairs, and he will avenge the elder brother's revenge with his own hands...

He hoped that the other party could rest in peace.

... I think if my elder brother is still there, I must hope so.

Xie Mansion, study room.

"...but he..."

Xie Jingyang paused for the blurted name, but changed his address when he spoke again, "What is Mr. Ning doing recently?"

The title of the subconscious change seems to be reminding myself of something.

But what exactly it is, even he himself can't tell clearly.

Hearing the master's question, the subordinate's expression was a little strange for a moment.

Xie Jingyang suddenly realized that this question was wrong.

Now Mr. Ning is a guest in the mansion, so naturally he can't be stared at like before.

No, not a guest.

Xie Jingyang lowered his eyes and corrected his words in his heart.

——It’s from the Xie family.

As long as that person thinks, he is the Xie family.

his family……

The subordinate looked strange for a while, but replied, "Mr. Ning hasn't gone out for the past few days, he's just in the house...seems to be... sawing wood...?"

Obviously, even the speaker himself was not so sure, and his final tone became erratic.

Saw wood?

This is really an answer that Xie Jingyang never thought of, and he couldn't help showing a little stunned expression on his face.

Xie Jingyang couldn't help thinking——

This is……

Are you giving him hints or hints?

Xie Jingyang was still racking his brains to "decipher the code", and Gu Jing had already come to visit directly.

Although after chatting with Xie Jingyang, he temporarily lived in Xie's mansion as a musician "A Ming", but in the next few days, Xie's family guarded him strictly, as if they were afraid that he would get in touch with that Mr. Ning.

(Xie Yi: He has worked hard enough to keep his general from getting colored.)

Gu Jing: "..."

He was originally a character of "the less others let him do something, the more he wants to do it", doing this can only make him more interested.

However, because of the delicate location of the courtyard where the other party lived, Gu Jing still waited and watched for a few days.

After all, although he likes to watch the excitement and make troubles, he still has a moral bottom line.

If it is true that two people are in love, a fairy couple...

Then he...can't, can't dig the wall with ordinary digging, right?

……

…………

In short, after two days of observation, it was confirmed that although the relationship between the two was not an ordinary guest and master, it was not the kind of connection he had expected before.

Gu Jing was even more relieved.

——He said that Xie Jingyang's incomprehensible wood, even if it was put in the brothel Chuguan, no girl or young man would dare to come within three feet of him. Where did he get such good luck?

Since Mu Mubai took up the position and did not move, it is not to blame him for taking the first step.

Besides, besides the fact that he was really interested in that "Mr. Bamboo", Gu Jing was sure that the other party must know something inside, either about the Hou Fu's affairs, or about Xie's elder brother.

But Xie Jingyang didn't know what he was worried about, so he didn't intend to ask.

...that's not okay.

There was a smile on Gu Jing's lips that belonged to a "Musician A Ming" entertainer, but his eyes were empty and cold.

No matter what Xie Jingyang is worried about, he doesn't care or care, because there is nothing in this world that he can worry about.

Sometimes, Gu Jing couldn't help but think, since they all accused the Hou Fu of "collaborating with the enemy" and "conspiring against the enemy", why shouldn't he just do this?

Beitong Di people, directly to the capital.

He is not as good at military affairs as Xie Er, leading troops to kill and arranging troops is not his specialty, but he has a kind heart...

Gu Jing is sure to give him a dozen or 20 people, and he is sure to use his years of understanding to set a trap that can hold Xie Jingyang back—presumably Beidi Royal Court is 12 percent willing to do this business with him.

It's just that Gu Jing didn't do that in the end.

If he really did this, I'm afraid that old-fashioned old man will be so angry that he will have to beat him to death again, this unscrupulous person.

Gu Jing carelessly pulled his lips.

——If you can really bring your anger back to life, it’s okay, if you get beaten in vain, then forget it...

……

The gloomy and empty coldness in Gu Jing's eyes only lasted for a moment, and then, like frost flowers in the morning, they were evaporated, leaving only green dewdrops on the grass leaves.

There was also a light and bright smile like dewdrops on the boy's face, and even his eyes were bright and penetrating.

If the system sees his sudden change, it might suggest to the host not to pin their hopes on the illusory lottery of gambling luck, and the most important thing is to hurry up and worship the master.

……

Naturally, it is impossible to come to visit empty-handed, not to mention that the other party helped him last time on Lianxia Mountain.

Gu Jing came here with a gift.

"Gift-giving" is only when the gift is given according to one's wishes, otherwise it's just adding some rubbish for nothing, Gu Jing naturally wouldn't make such a mistake.

It's not like he didn't do anything these few days. Based on some clues, he deduced that Mr. Ning was practicing the piano recently, but according to his observation of the reactions of Xie's servants, the results were probably not satisfactory.

He still has a little understanding of Qin Zhidao, otherwise he would not have dared to give himself such a "musician" identity.

Maybe...you can take this opportunity...

Gu Jing's thoughts were interrupted by a piercing sound not far away.

Gu Jing: "..."

"........."

Reluctantly relying on his many years of piano skills, he recognized...that is indeed the sound that the piano can make.

The originally perfect smile on the boy's face froze for a moment.

At this moment, he even felt the famous piano "Green Qi" in his arms wailing faintly.