Chapter 2 Don't ask
The osmanthus trees on both sides of Sogo Road are blooming again.
Every season, the air is like honey, and there is no need to open the window, and the sweet smell follows the air through the cracks in the windows and doors into the room.
Liu Jin came down from the second floor, and saw the maid in the house, Sister-in-law Zhang, carrying a basket of newly picked cinnamon through the living room, and saw Liu Jin standing on the stairs, so she called out to the young master.
"I said why is it so fragrant in this living room, it came from you."
When Sister-in-law Zhang heard this, she laughed embarrassedly: "This osmanthus is a good thing, and there are a few trees in the backyard of our house in the entire Chongguang Mountain Road, which were planted by your mother when she entered the mansion!" She likes the candied osmanthus I make the most, and she has to put some in the white porridge. Later, the young lady came, and after eating it, she also liked it very much, and she liked to sprinkle it on the horseshoe cake the most......"
Liu Jin only now knows that it turns out that Lin Wanjing likes sugar osmanthus, and he only now realizes that at that time, about the memories of that time, Lin Wanjing's happy fragments were so few, and it was almost impossible to recall.
"The eldest young master is in a hurry to leave? If you are not in a hurry, you can wait for me here, and I will go and bring you a jar. β
Liu Jin was blaming herself for not knowing how to compensate Lin Wanjing, and when she heard Sister-in-law Zhang say this, she readily agreed, and sat in the living room, waiting for her to come back with her things.
At this moment, the sound of high heels stepping on marble tiles came from the porch, and the pace was brisk, and those who could hear it could not wait. He was extremely familiar with this footsteps, and subconsciously stood up and wanted to avoid it, but before he could leave, he heard Ye Qiuluo call him:
"Brother Yun Rou!"
Then he didn't shy away from hitting him on the back and stretched out his hand to wrap around his waist. Liu Jin couldn't help but be embarrassed, and struggled to break free from her confinement:
"Luo Luo, you are now a handsome lady, please maintain the necessary demeanor and be sure to respect yourself."
Ye Qiuluo saw that he was bored, so he stood aside with a pout, but he was not depressed, turned around and took the snack box in the hand of the attendant, put it on the coffee table, and opened it layer by layer:
"Or how can you say that there is fate! See! Tiger House's Wagashi Nishiki box! Emperor's Majesty! You can't get it easily! β
The theme of this style is about "the four seasons", but I saw that the classic black lacquer Japanese food box painted with gold is divided into four equal parts by a cinnabar-colored wooden lattice, and each one is carefully placed to represent the elements of the four seasons. The configuration of a layer of the middle, a layer of yokan, a layer of fruits, and a layer of wine steamed buns should be the most high-end specifications nowadays, and the price is expensive.
Seeing that Liu Jin was just frowning and looking at the brocade box in front of him, but he didn't look like he was going to do anything, Ye Qiuluo persuaded:
"Brother Yun Rou, don't just look at it, try it! Didn't you like Tiger House Mokunaka the most? β
"Either you are well-connected, at this time, the brocade box of the tiger house can also be bought."
"Not really! This was brought to me by Mr. Asada! The teacher said, if you don't always avoid him, you have a share! β
Asada was their teacher during their study tour in Japan, a professor of sociology, and a well-known social and political activist at the time.
"You know, my father-in-law and father have encountered such things, and I am also a person of filial piety, so it is inconvenient to have too many arrangements for gatherings and visiting friends."
This is just Liu Jin's compromise to shirk the words, and at the moment when the situation is tense, he must pay more attention and keep an appropriate distance from politicians.
"The teacher knows, and I don't blame you. It's just that he intends to talk to you about win-win cooperation, and you haven't met him, and he is worried that if it drags on like this, this piece of fat will go into the mouths of others. β
"Cooperation?"
Seeing his interested, Ye Qiuluo leaned over to him again:
"Aren't you worried about the situation of being attacked on your back? The teacher said that the emperor is willing to wish you a helping hand to pacify the southeast coastline, and can also help you take the power of Luzhou, and the Luzhou army will be under your command, and one day you will fight across the Jiangbei, and their forces in Shandong will support you. β
"Have you told Shaoxun about this?"
"Yes! But Shaoxun's elm pimple didn't say that it was inappropriate to do this, and for a while he talked to me about the great principles of loyalty, filial piety, etiquette and righteousness, and then said that the sea control of Luzhou is yours, and you should ask for your advice, which is every quasi-letter. β
"He told me about it."
"And what about the outcome of your discussion? Is it to accept the emperor's alliance strategy? β
When Ye Qiuluo heard this, the whole person became excited, and waited for Liu Jin's affirmative answer with anticipation, but what responded to her was his cold and serious expression:
"Our decision is: not to accept it."
This answer was obviously out of her opinion, and her eyes widened in disbelief before she recovered from her shock and asked:
"Why?!"
"What kind of peaceful alliance, win-win cooperation, their wolf ambition is simply to borrow our hands, kill their own flesh and blood compatriots, and fight the world for them!"
"No, it won't! Brother Yun Rou! They said, if you cooperate, the whole world is yours, they don't want it! β
"You believe it?"
But this time, Ye Qiuluo didn't seem to have that confidence, and he snorted for a long time before saying:
"Even if they really don't talk about it, when we use their hands to calm the situation between the north and the south, we can take power back."
"You're so naΓ―ve." Liu Jin shook his head, "How turbulent the domestic situation is and how the war rags is are our own business, and it is not the turn of others to interfere." I will not let Luzhou become the next Shandong, let alone be a sinner who betrays the country and seeks glory! β
"Brother Yun Rou, why are you like Shaoxun, you don't know how to be flexible! This is a great opportunity, if you don't accept this olive branch, others will ask for it! When the world is different, don't regret it! β
When Liu Jin heard this, he sighed for no reason:
"Luo Luo, you are afraid that you will be involved in too many military and political matters, so don't interfere in the future, and do what your handsome lady should do. There is also this kind of controversial meal, which rarely appears in the Shuaifu. β
"Why?! I heard that you take Lin Wanjing in and out of the office every day and allow her to sit in on meetings. Why can she ask, I can't ask! β
As soon as the words fell, she saw that Lin Wanjing was already standing by the living room, she should have heard the quarrel and hurried over, so her breathing was a little short at the moment, and her face was slightly red. Seeing this, Liu Jin hurriedly walked to her and said softly:
"What are you doing in such a hurry, have you forgotten what the doctor has said? The symptoms that attacked the heart have not been cured before, so don't be in a hurry! β
Lin Wanjing nodded: "I remember, I'm just worried about your ......"
"What can I do?" He smiled, took her hand and said, "Let's go." Homecoming"
He didn't want to pay attention to Ye Qiuluo's unreasonable trouble, but Ye Qiuluo didn't appreciate it, and said loudly:
"Brother Yun Rou! You haven't answered my question yet! Why can she ask questions, but I can't! β
Liu Jin seemed to be annoyed by her questioning, and said indifferently:
"You can't compare with Wanjing."
Hearing this answer, Ye Qiuluo became more and more annoyed, waved his hand and swept the brocade box on the coffee table to the ground, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Sister-in-law Zhang coming in with a blue and white porcelain jar, so she vented to her for no reason:
"Who let you in? Get out! β
"I ...... Get something for the eldest young master........."
"What?!"
"Yes...... I made my own sugar osmanthus. Sister-in-law Zhang said carefully, "Grandma likes to eat this, and it is good for lung fever, cough and asthma......"
"You care about her." Ye Qiuluo sneered, "Then you can go and serve her." Go pack your things and get out of the Marshal's Mansion, I don't want to see you again tomorrow!" β
"Madame... Madame, are you trying to drive me away? β
"That's right! Get out of here! β
Ye Qiuluo thought that she was happy enough to vent like this, but she didn't think about it, but she heard Liu Jin deliberately say to Lin Wanjing:
"I remember you always said that there is one less chef who can make authentic desserts."
Lin Wanjing knew what he meant, and nodded:
"Hmm. This season, I especially miss the rice cakes and osmanthus soup made by Sister-in-law Zhang. β
"Do you hear that?" Liu Jin looked at the depressed sister-in-law Zhang, "Go pack up your things now, go back to Yukuntai with us, and take care of your lady's meals from now on, it would be better if you could learn some more Western desserts, Wanjing likes to eat." β
His words were full of pampering, and Ye Qiuluo's teeth creaked when he listened. But he didn't pay attention to her, and asked Li Chengtai to take someone to help Sister-in-law Zhang get the salute, so he took Lin Wanjing out, and after taking two steps, he heard Ye Qiuluo shouting angrily behind him:
"You'll regret it!"
But even if Liu Jin heard it, her footsteps did not stop, hugging Lin Wanjing and walking away, through the porch, as if she had walked into the light, so dazzling, her eyes hurt.
The slender index finger was firmly clenched, and the nails were almost pinched into the flesh of the palm, but she didn't feel the pain, her brain seemed to be emptied, and it was white, like the snow in the winter night in Kyoto many years ago, she was drunk, leaned on the arms of her Japanese boyfriend, and asked him stupidly:
"Brother Yun Rou, aren't you really angry at all?"
He looked at her for a long time, and let out a long sigh:
"If I am a brother, I am angry, angry that you are so uncompetitive and willing to fall."
"Brother?" She repeated the title several times in a low voice, and smiled sadly, "But I have never been your brother, and I don't want a brother!" β
He seemed tired of arguing with her, and sighed helplessly:
"I told you everything I had to say, I really can't treat you with friendship other than brother and sister, why do you insist on wronging yourself here? Whatever... If you figure it out and have had enough, come back, and if you're still willing to call me 'brother', I'll still treat you as my sister, but that's all. β
The snow that night was so big, every snowflake was like her torn memory, overwhelming, and before she had time to sift through it, she hid his figure in the night. So she had to hastily remove the sad memories, and then weave a dream for herself with the best ones, and then live in a dream that is difficult to distinguish between true and false.
Dreams are dreams after all, and they have to wake up after all, so the person who woke her up became a sinner through the ages:
"Lin Wanjing, either you die or I die!"