Even when Xin Yi asked him what he had thought of in the past few days, he only replied with six words: no other. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Meditation. Draw.

A pair of wind and rain do not move like a mountain, and his ears do not hear what is going on outside the window, I really don't know if he is wise or stupid, or slow to get home.

"Since the date is agreed, the paintings must be delivered. Even if I lose my head the next moment, I must fulfill my promise first. In this way, death can also be peaceful. Zheng Sizan replied half-jokingly, half-seriously.

"It's not good for you to stay in the clan, discuss some countermeasures with your elders, and even dare to go out alone and expose yourself to the sun, it's just a few paintings, can it matter if you can have your life?"

She paused, looked around vigilantly, and deliberately lowered her tone: "Young Master Si Zhan, do you know that the emperor's sword has two swords? Now the wind is very loud, but there is no movement on the surface, the biggest possibility is: secret killing. ”

"Secret killing?" Zheng Sizan was stunned.

"Not bad. The Wang family let you go, don't think about this possibility. Since Wang Jian has led his ministers to admonish, they will definitely make the biggest profit: it is your life. Xin Yi stared at Zheng Sizan tightly, trying his best to see the solemnity and panic on his face, "So from the combination of the two, the emperor must have made a compromise between the Wang family's prestige and the Zheng family's face: secret killing." ”

"That means sending Jinyi Wei to assassinate me?" replied Zheng Sizan along the lines of thought.

However, the man's face was still calm, and the surprise was only fleeting, and the time was so short that others almost thought they were dazzled.

Xin Yi became more and more anxious, and even didn't care about etiquette, so he grabbed Zheng Sizan's sleeve: "Young Master Sizan, do you really understand? If Jinyiwei secretly kills, if you take a step out of the Zheng Mansion, you will be one step closer to death! Although the Zheng Mansion can't protect you in the end, you can always delay for a moment longer and live one more day." Why do you bother to expose yourself to a dagger for giving me any paintings!"

However, Zheng Sizan's next sentence "Since you are going to die sooner or later, what is the difference between living one more day and one day less?", which completely made Xin Yi speechless.

She really didn't understand the mind of the man in front of her.

It's obviously the most correct truth, but it doesn't make sense to put it there for him, but if you think about it seriously, his bullshit doesn't make sense is really correct.

However, although Xin Yi didn't understand this, he understood that those secret brocade guards were by no means grinding horns dragging mud and water.

If he really got the emperor's order to secretly kill Zheng Sizan, the dagger saw blood, and the knife rose and fell, it must have been a matter of the past few days, that is to say, Zheng Sizan's half foot has stepped into hell.

"That's it, the end is already doomed, what can I change by telling you this. Maybe you're right, it really makes no difference if you live one more day or one less day. After a long time, Xin Yifang felt like he had exhausted his strength, and sighed weakly.

"There are no big differences, there are small differences. At least live one more day, and you can still send paintings as agreed. Zheng Sizan blinked slyly and spread out the scroll in his hand, "The autumn colors are pitiful these days, so I drew a picture of laurel under the moon." Gao Jie is in line with the situation, and he thinks it is the most suitable for the county. ”

The cicada wings are curled, and the painting is exquisite. Guizi falls in the middle of the month, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty, the ink is winding and lucky, and it is impossible to see that it is a person's last stroke before death.

Xin Yi only felt a sour tip of his nose.

"The painting is a good painting, and it is still black and white. But in this world, what is white is black, and what is black is even blacker. I can't tell what a good person is, and no matter whether it's true or false, as long as it meets the needs of interests, everything can be discarded as a chess piece. ”

Zheng Sizan rolled up the scroll and said with a smile: "Junjun is sad again." In the future, Si Zan can no longer consult with Jun Jun, and Jun Jun should talk less alone. lest you say that your heart is cold, and this world will be even more unsurvivable. ”

The more Zheng Sizan looked casual, the more astringent the tip of Xin Yi's nose became: "Young Master Sizan, are you really not afraid at all? Maybe in the next second, your head will roll to the ground." If it were me, I would probably be so scared that I locked myself in my room. ”

Zheng Sizan handed the scroll to Xin Yi, and replied lightly: "Being targeted by Jinyiwei's dagger, you can't hide, I'm afraid what's the use." It's better to take advantage of the moment and a half of life to give away the painting and fulfill the promise, and this life will come and go without thoughts and regrets. ”

Xin Yi took a deep breath, barely suppressed the tears in his eyes, and forced himself to smile: "In this way, I have nothing to say, I can only wish my son a long and long life, and the future is cherished." Thank you for Childe's painting, if there is a fate in the next life, I will definitely come to ask Childe to paint. ”

Xin Yi slowly leaned over, waved his hands, lowered his head, and saluted Zheng Sizan.

A farewell gift. It is not a blessing for the woman in the boudoir, but a farewell gift for friends between scholars, and there is no one in the sun from then on.

Since then, Yin and Yang have been separated from each other, and the paintings are still there, but the people are not there.

"The jun is precious, and Si Zan is gone. ”

Zheng Sizan also bent down to return the salute, this salute was extremely solemn, but the tone was rarely a little unstable.

No more superfluous words. Zheng Sizan turned to leave, his footsteps were stretched by the sunlight, without a trace of wavering and panic, only seemed to hear his low chanting, sending a city of cinnamon.

"If you are born in the sun, you will end up, and if you die, what if you return to the underworld. The sun and the earth are similar, only when drifting in a foreign land, only when drifting in a foreign land......"

Xin Yi maintained a saluting posture, she didn't dare to get up, she didn't dare to look at Zheng Sizan's back, she didn't have a long-term friendship with him, but at this moment she was in deep sorrow.

Tick, tick. Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, leaving a copper coin mark on the stone brick floor.

God has no eyes, no distinction between black and white. While white mostly dies early, black lives much more, leaving a lone winner, unable to tell whether he is alive or dead, or dead and alive.

She lived two lives, and it seemed that God favored her, but now she watched her enemies and best friends leave one by one, sometimes it was even harder than simply dying in her previous life.

At the same time that Zheng Sizan's back disappeared at the end of Anhua Street, there was a plop, Xin Yi actually knelt down, facing the empty street, but she didn't know who she was kneeling to.

"I know you're there, somewhere out of sight of the world, somewhere—Lord Jinyiwei. Xin Yilang shouted, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Almost the moment Zheng Sizan left, she noticed that the killing machine suddenly became clear, and she was about to follow the man.

She didn't see with her eyes, she didn't hear with her ears, she didn't use her intuition, she had died once, and she had an intuition that was incomparably sensitive to crisis.

She believed that there was a moment of life and death in the game, the dagger was already out of its sheath, and the return of Jinyiwei was today.

"The Wang family is persecuted, the emperor's order is clear, Xin Yi doesn't dare to stop it, because he can't change anything. But I only ask the adults to let him go in a way that is in line with the son of Si Zhan. Xin Yi's fingertips trembled a little, and he had to try his best to hold the corner of his skirt in order to calm down, "As long as the head of the Jinyi Guard is restored, it doesn't matter how he kills him." So anyway, the ending is the same, can you make Si Zan Gongzi at least not break his head in an instant, like a puppet who suddenly broke the line. ”

He didn't deserve to die so humble.

It should not be too undignified to die.

You should not die too weakly.

Because Zheng Sizan is a general, a general who does not fight on the battlefield and holds a sword, but uses his own way to fight against this dirty world.