Chapter 59: A few people sighed at Zhiwei
(Today's starting point server convulsions, I'm also drunk, the technical brother is also deserted, and a group of authors are in a hurry, it's really enough!!) )
But what Su Jin didn't know was that at the same time that King Qing entered the mansion and Jiang Chu walked down the secret passage, there was another person who had slowly walked down the secret passage from the end of Qingfeng Tower. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
So the defenseless, Jiang Chushi also met the person who came from the opposite side.
"Jiang Shizhong?"
This was the first time Jiang Chushi and Zhong An met head-on. Jiang Chushi was also a little surprised that he was able to meet Zhong An suddenly in this situation, but fortunately, it was not something that Zhong An couldn't know about his dealings with the Jin Mansion, Jiang Chushi hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "Weichen Jiang Chushi, meet the acting prince." ”
Zhong An and Jiang Chu are not familiar with each other, they have only met a few times in the court, so the shock when they met Jiang Chu here is naturally no less than that of Jiang Chushi, Zhong An raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly when he looked at Jiang Chu, "Jiang Shizhong, is it Miss Su's person?" ”
Jiang Chushi shook his head with a smile, waved his hand and replied, "Weichen and Miss Su are friends and confidants. ”
He didn't directly answer yes or no, but with the meaning of this indirect answer, he had already denied Zhong An's tentative question just now.
"However, when the prince goes out now, I'm afraid that I won't be able to see Miss Su for a while." Jiang Chushi paused and added.
"Why?"
"Lord Qing has just come to the house, and Miss Su has already gone to see King Qing when Weichen came down, so Miss Su has to meet King Qing before she can come to see you."
Zhong An smiled faintly, "It's okay, this king is not in a hurry." ”
"Weichen can't stay here for too long, so he won't accompany the prince."
"Well, Jiang Shizhong left on his own!"
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Seeing off King Qing, Su Jin raised her index finger and middle finger and gently softened her slightly sore forehead, but it was not yet time for her to rest, because King Qing had just walked on his front foot, and Jing Yu's back foot immediately walked in.
"Girl, the acting prince is here!" Jing Yu said.
Su Jin was slightly startled, "Acting king? Was it when, just now? ”
Jing Yu shook her head, "It's not just now, just after Jiang Gongzi left, it was almost not long after King Qing came in, but because King Qing was here, he didn't dare to come in to report to the girl!" ”
"Where are the others now?"
"Study."
Su Jin nodded, and didn't care about being a little unwell, so he immediately got up and hurried over.
When Su Jin hurried to the study and pushed the door in, he said, "Su Jin is late, please forgive me!" Only halfway through speaking, her face froze, but fortunately, such an abnormal reaction did not last long, and she had already retreated from the kind of abnormality that should not be in her, and regained the calm and calm in everyone's eyes, and Su Jin, whose face did not change when Taishan collapsed in front of her.
Zhong An was sitting in front of Su Jin's bookcase, holding a book in his hand and looking at it quietly and intently, the quietness here only refers to the external state.
But anyone who has a certain understanding of this book and its author cannot be without a little shock when they suddenly see this book, let alone Zhong An.
It shouldn't have been seen by Zhong An, especially here in Su Jin, but he saw it after all.
Zhong An picked up the book and showed it to Su Jin, his face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at her straight to the point, "Even the rubbings outside have been banned for sale ten years ago, how can Miss Su have this book here?" And this is still a handbook, unique in the world! ”
Su Jin smiled lightly, "The prince has always had a unique vision, but this time, Su Jin has to say that the prince also has a time to look away." ”
Zhong An frowned slightly, puzzled, "What does Miss Su mean by this?" ”
Su Jin just smiled, and did not explain immediately, but walked to the front of Zhong An, took a piece of paper on the bookcase and spread it out, and then picked up the pen and ink from the side, and put the pen down under Zhong An's puzzled gaze, and walked down quickly.
This couplet is not improvised, it is the first two lines of the first couplet of the book in Zhong An's hand, except for the first page of the prologue. It was written by the author who was closest to him, Shi Gui's little aunt of the crown princess.
But the point is not where the poem comes from, nor who it is for, but the handwriting of this couplet, which is exactly the same as the manuscript in Zhong An's hand.
Zhong An was shocked, "Why are you .......?"
Su Jin put down his pen and explained, "This book is indeed a manuscript, and it can also be said to be the only one in the world, but it is not the manuscript that the prince refers to. Su Jin is also a loyal admirer of Xiao Zhiwei, Su Jin had the honor to see her handwriting more than ten years ago, and he liked her handwriting very much, so he extended it down, imitating her handwriting for many years, and finally it was fruitful, and it happened that Su Jin had a collection of rubbings sold on the market "Zhiwei Collection", so he took it upon himself to transcribe the whole book, and then there is now this book in the hands of the prince, if the prince does not believe it, but turn to the last few pages, there are a few poems written by Su Jin himself, the real "Zhiwei Collection" There are no poems. ”
Zhong An immediately turned the book to the back and opened the last few pages, and sure enough, as Su Jin said, although the poems on these pages are exactly the same as "Zhiwei Collection" in handwriting, they are not the poems in Zhiwei Collection, and the signature is Su Jin.
Yes, in such a fire, even the people are gone, everything is reduced to ashes, how can a book still be preserved?
Zhong An smiled self-deprecatingly, looking a little stunned.
"Miss Su likes her poems very much?"
Su Jin smiled and nodded, "Hmm." It's a pity that Miss Xiao is no longer alive, and it's a pity that she didn't get to see her with her own eyes. ”
Zhong An bowed his head and smiled faintly, "That's right, no one in the world knows Xiao Zhiwei!" However, it's all in the past, and there shouldn't be many people in the world who still remember her existence......"
"Lord Wang, the Si people have passed away, like a river entering the sea, you can't go!" Su Jin said.
Zhong An nodded, "This king knows." But there has to be someone who remembers to prove that she ever existed in this world, doesn't it? ”
Su Jin smiled, "But I think that if Miss Xiao knows about it, she may not want the prince to be like this!" ”
Zhong An smiled, was silent for a moment, and then raised his head and said, "Let's not talk about this, let's talk about the negative rumors about Zhao Linchong and the Zhongganling Gold Mine in Jinling!" ”
Su Jin smiled and nodded, "Su Jin also has this intention!" The study is too simple, and the prince is invited to move to the living room. ”
"Good!"
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When Zhong An left, it was already evening outside, and the faint twilight shrouded the sky of the entire Jin Tomb like a hazy shadow, just like the mood of many people in the imperial capital at this time, such as Zhao Mansion, such as King Qing, but I don't know if Su Jin and Zhong An count.
In fact, Su Jin is not lying, really, because the "Zhiwei Collection" manuscript lying on the bookcase now is indeed not the one Zhong An saw back then, and the real original "Zhiwei Collection" manuscript has already been wiped out in that fire along with the entire Xiao Mansion, disappeared forever, and ceased to exist.
This was re-transcribed by her after becoming the current Su Jin, but not from the rubbing, but from her mind, and a few more songs were added later, they do not belong to the original "Zhiwei Collection", but they belong to the current "Zhiwei Collection".
Jun Yi knows Caiwei.
Zhiwei is Su Jin's word back then.
(To be continued.) (To be continued.) )