Chapter 205: The Handmaiden
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"That's right. Xin Yi pulled Xin Zhi to the hall, gently cut her hairpin, and smoothed the wrinkles of her clothes, "With your mother in front, remind you to always be open-minded, and with your sister in front, remind you to have a good heart." The two of them are not the handles you are ashamed of, but the gifts they have left for you. You say, who else in the clan could be more suitable than Ah Zhi?"
Xin Zhi sucked the tip of her nose sharply, her eyes instantly filled with tears, and the last trace of panic on her face dissipated, replaced by a sense of perseverance.
"Xin Zhi will live up to expectations and fulfill the responsibility of a concubine! Worthy of the surname Xin, worthy of heaven and earth!"
Xin Zhi knelt down and bowed to the elders headed by Xin Qi.
She had just turned twelve, her face was still immature, but her eyes were unusually bright. Seeing that the elders of the clans nodded again and again, they immediately issued a clan order.
Xin Yi smiled.
Although her mother is Sun Yuling and her sister is Xin Ling, Xin Zhi is just Xin Zhi.
It's a block that will say, "Ah Zhi doesn't know whether it's expensive or not, she only knows whether it's delicious or not." Even if the hand-washed crab is a famous dish, it is worth a few taels of silver, and it is not necessarily better than the crab ball."
Xin Yi's smile became more and more cordial, and she was about to come forward to congratulate her, when she suddenly saw Green Butterfly coming quietly and whispered a few words in her ear.
"Girl, the chess boy sent someone to send an invitation. The slave maid thought that it was a chess boy, so she didn't dare to delay, and immediately came to inform the girl. ā
Xin Yi was stunned. The three words "chess boy" hit her heart for a while.
Her eyes fell on the invitation in the hand of the green butterfly, and in a few words, Xiao Kaijuanxiu: Fifteen, the hill in the east of the city.
Xin Yi accepted the invitation silently, and the crisp autumn colors outside the window opened a coolness on her pupils.
September 15. Rain.
When Xin Yi was on the hill east of the city and saw Jiang Li coming from the galloping horse, the coolness in his eyes became more and more intense.
"The rules of the house, but all the faces, neat clothes to show respect. The chess boy came with this, I don't know if he was uninhibited by nature, or deliberately slighted Ziqing. ā
Xin Yi is not a person who values clothes and accessories, but Jiang Li'er's dress really caught her eye at first sight.
The man's face is still like a cut, like a grind, against the background of the autumn of the mountains, like a painting by a famous artist.
However, there were two blue marks under his eyes, his hair was a little messy, and a few strands of black hair were waving around his ears. The ramie shirt on his body had a circle of mud marks on his feet, from those that had been clumped to those that were freshly splashed, mottled everywhere.
Jiang Li's long body jade stood five steps away, and looked at Xin Yi deeply: "Rules, noodle guest, are you and I going to talk about this now?"
His voice was very hoarse, as if he had not rested well for days, and he was tired.
Xin Yi's eyebrows frowned slightly, but his tone was unwavering: "My son and I are already gentlemen's friends, so what's wrong with talking about some rules and courtesy?"
"Gentleman's friend...... Jiang Liliang laughed, didn't say much, and began to explain his clothes: "My son even rushed for a few days, and he didn't stop breathing on the way, and he didn't drink water after arriving in Beijing, so he came directly to the eastern suburbs to make an appointment." This dignity is not surprising. ā
Xin Yi was stunned: "Hearing this, Gongzi left Chang'an a while ago, and now he is back?"
"I did leave Chang'an, but I didn't come back, I turned back halfway. Jiang Li nodded, and shook his head again, "At the invitation of his old friend, my son went to Shuchuan to discuss chess with him. I didn't want to encounter the autumn rain for days, and the road to Shu was difficult, so I simply turned back to Beijing and made plans when the rain was lighter. ā
Xin Yi looked up at the sky, the autumn rain continued for days, and the sky was terrifyingly gloomy. Even if the two of them were hiding in the pavilion on the hill at the moment, their clothes seemed to be moldy.
"Even so, why bother to rush so much and make yourself embarrassed, could it be that there are tigers and wolves chasing you?" Xin Yi teased.
"It's not the tiger and the wolf chasing, it's you there. Thinking of you in Chang'an, I couldn't stop urging the horseshoe. Jiang Li's voice was hoarse.
However, he still stood five steps away, not half a step closer, and Xin Yi also had an indifferent look, without half a wave.
I want to talk about it. The end of the world is just a stone's throw away.
"The chess boy said nice things again. Xin Yi aggravated the word "and", "Childe really said that he had heard too many books, and they were all set in sets, and I don't know how true or false they were." ā
Jiang Li's eyes darkened: "When I went out of Beijing, it was the rainy season, forcing me to turn back." Half a time, but anyone who can see you more than once is happy. Words can't tell the truth from the false, but I'm covered in mud, can't you see it?"
The autumn rain outside the pavilion was dripping, and a drop hit the tip of Xin Yi's heart, a fine and dense pain.
If affection is a group of lights, then Xin Yi feels that he is a moth. Carefully spread half of his wings, and when he was burned, he immediately retracted in fright.
It's a pity that again and again, uncontrollably, I moved closer to the lights.
She couldn't even read herself.
Xin Yi took a few deep breaths, suppressed the waves in his heart, and lightly changed the topic: "Childe and Xin Yi will meet each other, won't they just talk about this." ā
"Naturally not. It happened to be September 15th, and I wanted to bring you to this place. Jiang Li turned to the side and looked at the place.
It's under a maple tree. The maple tree is a few years old, and the branches are strong, and the red leaves seem to be stretching out a morning glow. There are some rocks scattered under the trees, and there is nothing unusual.
"Buried under this tree is the first person I killed. ā
Jiang Li's voice came with a subtle feeling, and Xin Yi's eyelids jumped suddenly: "The first time you killed?"
"It's an ordinary maid. More than ten years ago today, also on September 15, I tripped her with a horsewhip and stabbed her in the throat with a hairpin. ā
"Why kill her?"
"I was framed and poisoned, my face was festering and pus, and I was dying. The maid broke her mouth with the others, saying that I was a bad thing, and I should have been taken away by the king of Hades. I overheard, so I killed her. ā
"Then why kill her, and bury her, and even come to see her every year after that?"
"Because I killed her, I also killed myself. ā
"The old thing more than ten years ago, Gongzi was Guigeng back then?"
"Eight years old. ā
Xin Yi didn't ask any more questions, and her heart was flustered. Jiang Li didn't say anything more, and a cool barrenness rose between his eyebrows.
Xin Yi didn't know what he had gone through before to stain an eight-year-old child's hands with blood.
She didn't know what she had experienced since then to make him say that killing the maid was also killing herself.
Once you enter the chess game, there is no way out, step on white bones, and drink blood.
"Then dare to ask Childe, killing the maid is the first time, and whether it will be the last. Xin Yi raised his eyes and looked directly at Jiang Li.
"It's not. Far more than that. Jiang Li also stared directly at Xin Yi, "Although someone helped me kill people later, and I rarely used my own sword, the blood on these hands was so thick that I can't even remember how much." ā
Xin Yi fell silent.
No one's hands are clean. This is the rule of the game.
The difference is only a few things, but the inside is still the same. If everyone has a way out, where is there a need to talk about good and evil?