Jin Su spring speech

Chapter 10 Acacia

In the afternoon of this day, the eldest brother has been pestering Jin Xing to play chess.

Jin Xing was so entangled that he glanced at him: "That's one game, one game will determine the outcome."

Senior brother can never stop talking when he plays chess. According to him, it is the highest level of one mind and two tasks.

He quickly dropped a son: "Jin Xing, you also know that the suffering in the mountains is boring, and you really need a script to talk about it. When will you write a new script and read it?"

Jin Xing smiled helplessly: "I'm sick, and I don't have the strength or mood to write. You can go down the mountain and buy some."

The eldest brother sighed: "Oh, it's not that you don't know. I'm not in good health. Besides, if I send Ayan down the mountain, with his hands and feet, it will take at least a day and a night to go up and down the mountain. Then he is not here. , the master is not here, do you want these juniors to be hungry? Yes, we can barely cook some porridge, but how can we get enough porridge? I thought about it, and I can’t be hungry if I’m hungry. So this hope is I put it on you, no, you never get sick, I see your complexion is ruddy and shiny today, what's wrong with you?"

Jin Xing dropped a son: "Lovesickness."

Since the age of 12, Jinxing has had the important task of writing story books.The stories in the storybook originate from the deepest obsessions of the world through Jinxing's spying.

The fairy in the dream said: "We are destined, I like you very much. I can give you a mana, what do you want?"

Jin Xing thought for a while: "I don't want anything, I just want to see the joys and sorrows in this world."

The fairy rubbed her nose: "You girl, it's amazing. What's the use of this thing? That's all, since you want it, I will never break my promise."

The fairy paused for a moment, and sure enough cast spells on her: "Using jade as a medium, and using blood to unseal, you can explore the world's memory and view the past, and you can enter the ruins and desolate realms to reveal the future. This method is called prophecy. As for other magical effects, Figure it out for yourself."

The master knew it, but he was not very happy.

The master said: "There are two kinds of people in this world who are generally easy to die. Those who are particularly good-looking, and those whose brains are particularly good. Fear it, ordinary people hate it. It’s good for you, you have it all, so Jin Xing, you first have to learn to pretend.”

Jin Xing was still young, half-understanding, half-ignorant, the master knocked on her head: "Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, understand?"

She blinked and nodded.

Over the years, learning is better than blue.

"lovesickness?"

The elder brother patted the table, winked and said: "This is a wonderful disease, who are you thinking about?"

Jin Xing rolled his eyes, but didn't answer, and quickly said, "Eldest brother, you lost."

The elder brother was startled, and glanced at the chessboard: "Come again, come again."

Jin Xing remained motionless: "Brother, one game."

The senior brother waved his hand: "Okay, okay, one round is one round. Jin Xing, speaking of it, have you noticed that the little junior brother is gone?"

Jin Xing silently rolled his eyes, and casually said, "Xiaoba, he is looking for the whereabouts of Du Erdan."

The elder brother stroked his beardless chin: "So that's how it is, very good, very good."

He said, and secretly smiled again: "I think, although the younger brother is wearing a mask, he should be a beauty. When he was there, Ah Yan went on strike and had no food to eat. After he left, you went on strike and had no books to read. Since ancient times, there is only beauty." Talents have such great influence. Jin Xing, don’t you think so?”

Jin Xing curled his lips: "Well, senior brother is very insightful."

"Sister."

Han Yan had been wandering outside the courtyard for a long time, and finally made up his mind to walk in, looked at Jin Xing, and saw the senior brother on the opposite side of her, and scratched his head: "The senior brother is also here, then I will come back later Bar."

Jin Xing frowned: "Ayan, just say what you want, don't be so hesitant, man."

The elder brother looked at Han Yan and smiled slightly: "Forget it, I have played chess and said something. Let's go now."

Jin Xing looked at the back of the elder brother leaving: "Ayan, tell me."

Han Yan raised his eyes: "I read two stories last night, and those who heard them were sad. I want to discuss it with my senior sister."

His language is mediocre, his rhetoric is dry, and the two stories are told endlessly.

One is Du Liniang, who died for love and lived for love.

The other one is the weeping biography of Qiangu Liang Zhu who shed tears at the first reading, smiled again at the second reading, and tasteless at the third reading.

Jin Xing fiddled with the cup: "It's a strange thing, since when did you love reading this storybook?"

Han Yan asked back: "Senior sister, do you understand?"

Jin Xing looked at him and smiled faintly: "If you understand it, you understand it. If you put it on yourself, it's useless. What's the difference between knowing and not knowing?"

All love in the world is false.

Han Yan was startled, but Jin Xing jumped up: "I suddenly thought of a place to go, Ah Yan, you can figure it out."

She walked through the quiet bamboo forest, but there was no one in the hut, and there was no trace of Manju.

In the corner stood the master's prophecy flower, which was in full swing. The prophecy flower once asserted that she would die by her own hands in this life, and there would be no bones left.She just laughed it off, and she was dead, good or bad, dead anyway.

It was night, and she returned to the room with the silk lamp in hand, shrank in the silk quilt with her clothes closed and her eyes closed.

"Girl, someone came to my bamboo forest today, is it you?"

Manzhu probably adhered to the purpose of the killer not taking the usual path, without knocking on the door or saying a word, he jumped in from the half-open window on his own initiative, and landed lightly on the ground.

Jin Xing opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at him for a moment: "I don't know why you keep looking for me?"

Manzhu tied his hands on his chest: "Of course, I'm here to relieve your lovesickness."

Jin Xing put on his cloak and sat down at the table: "I only have liking and joy, but I never know the pain of lovesickness."

"Then I can go." Manzhu made a gesture to leave.

Jin Xing smiled slightly: "The master is here, and the matter hasn't been said yet, how could he leave?"

Manzhu turned around: "Girl, let's explain to someone with discerning eyes. I'll tell you his whereabouts, how about you do something for me? Actually speaking, it's not my business, it's your master's business."

Jin Xing played with the teacup: "Tell me and listen."

Manzhu raised eyebrows that were neither thick nor thin: "Actually speaking, it's also a matter of passing by. Two days ago, I received a letter and had to invite your master to go. In this situation, I have something to go out. You It's not convenient for the master to come out, I think you are the most clever girl among all the disciples of Zihuan, it's just that your skill is a bit weak, but it's not a big deal."

Jin Xing raised his eyes: "What job?"

Manzhu played with the beads on his waist: "My Gushu Huanwen sent a letter. He is seriously ill. I want to invite your master to take Du'er Dan for a thousand taels of reward. Well, I know, the elixir is gone. Then Just take one casually and fool it, your master has calculated that his life will not last long, and you also know that people who are about to die don’t have a good brain. Haha.”

Huan Wen was the Great Sima of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, with power in the court and the public, how could he be so easy to deceive.Even though he himself is terminally ill and confused, there are still many guests who don't want him to die, so they will check for him.It's not because of how deep their relationship is, but if he dies and loses his parents, these people will have a hard time.

"Then I really don't know."

As Jin Xing said, he squinted his eyes and stared at Man Zhu, and at some point there was a crystal clear jade lotus flower on the bead string, she smiled again: "Your lotus flower looks really good."

Manzhu was stunned, and felt a little guilty: "Look at you girl, the sky is about to send a big responsibility to you. You should share your master's worries."

Jin Xing gritted his teeth and nodded reluctantly: "Okay. What about Xiaoba."

Manzhu glanced at her with a half-smile: "Ah, it seems that you don't know that he was poisoned. It looks like it must have been two or three years ago. Do you wonder how I know? I have lived for so many years. , This thing can be known at a glance. His body looks like an ordinary person, but it is actually a dead tree and a rotten plant, with more air and less air. But, he is just like Qingshuang, he is a ruthless person."

"Why?"

"He, seal up his meridian, and keep it safe for a while, but the poisonous gas accumulates, and he will suffer the piercing pain every night. Tsk, the pain is not something ordinary people can bear."

"What about Duedan, can't you save him?"

"Originally, it should be possible. It's just that it's been so many years, and the effect of this medicine...is not what it used to be, haha. And, for some reason, he doesn't seem to be taking it. So..."

He emphasized it again: "So, he should have gone to Yingchuan to find someone surnamed Ji. If even the immortal surnamed Ji can't save him, no one can save him anymore. Oh, do you want to ask?" How do I know, a few nights ago, I was so hungry that there was no oil or water here. I walked around and saw a white pigeon, so I roasted it, haha. There was a letter on the pigeon’s leg, It was written in Xianbei script, and I happened to know it, so I read it a little bit. I am so knowledgeable and talented, it is really difficult not to know. Look at this letter, I still hide it."

Before he finished speaking, he really took out a crumpled letter from his bosom. Jin Xing took it and saw that it was Xiaoba's handwriting. Jin Xing was good at imitating handwriting, but his strokes were extremely It's hard to imitate, it looks like there is no god.

She read the contents of the letter again. She had stayed with her father in Yecheng for a while, so she also knew the Xianbei script. The letter was written in a concise and concise manner, and she finished reading it very quickly. Foresight and foresight, you actually keep this letter close to your body, could it be... Master thinks this is so well written that you can't put it down?"

Manju: "..."

After a while of silence, he took out a small blue porcelain bottle from his pocket, and the jade tablet of Wu Jizong, put them on the table, and said, "I have already prepared things for you. Gushu is only one day away from Yingchuan." , after going to Gushu, you can meet the person you want to see the next day, isn’t it great?”

Jin Xing squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Then I, thank you very much, Master."

When Manzhu left, he turned his head and looked at her with a smile: "Ah, girl, since you call me master, I will teach you another trick. Pigs are afraid of being chased away by people, and men are afraid of being entangled by women. Hahaha."

(End of this chapter)