Immediately after the death of the master

Chapter 25

After shaking off the fine water droplets on his body, he "discovered" that Ji Sanqing was here, so he hurriedly saluted Ji Sanqing.

Sure enough, Ji Sanqing supported me.

"Hey, don't be like this, there is no one else here anyway."

Ji Sanqing has never been used to others being cautious in front of him, but he has to act like the eldest son of the Ji family in front of outsiders. He is actually quite uncomfortable.

There are still things I want to ask Ji Sanqing for advice. Naturally, everything goes according to his wishes. I immediately put away my obsequiousness, scratched my head, and smiled innocently.

"Okay. That's right, what is the eldest son doing here?"

The eldest son of the Ji family loves flowers. Whenever it rains, he is worried that the flowers in the garden will not be able to withstand the damage, so he will come to the courtyard to stare.Regarding Ji Sanqing's hobbies, I have already learned it from Xiaozhu, but I still have this question.

"Look at the flowers," Ji Sanqing answered along with my question, "The magnolia flower has just experienced this spring rain not long after it bloomed, and after this rain, the whiteness of the tree will be turned into mud—"

Ji Sanqing's brows were full of sadness, very sad.

I can't quite understand this kind of literati temperament that hurts the spring and the autumn, but I still agree with it.

"Yes, the white flowers of this tree are obviously so beautiful."

Feeling sad, Ji Sanqing sighed again.When the sadness was enough, Ji Sanqing turned around and asked me:

"Little brother, are you recovering from your injury? How are you doing recently?"

I was waiting for this sentence from him, and hurriedly continued:

"Oh, thanks to your care, I'm already well." I jumped in front of Ji Sanqing, showing him that my body is completely recovered, "But recently...Young Master, I know I shouldn't say that , but I really deserve it. Mr. Xiaozhu, he treated me a little better, I..."

The words stopped here and did not go on. Of course Ji Sanqing understood and continued with a face.

"You're a little confused about the situation, aren't you?"

I nodded like a spring mortar, Ji Sanqing patted my head to comfort me.

"Don't worry, Xiaozhu's character is like this, you just have to bear it. If you say why he takes care of you so much, it may have something to do with his experience." Ji Sanqing couldn't be sure about this, and said with some hesitation, " Xiaozhu turned out to be a famous nobleman in the capital. He and I have known each other since childhood. However, due to some official affairs, their home was confiscated, and Xiaozhu was demoted to slavery. He was originally going to be exiled. In our house." Ji Sanqing thought about it carefully, and added, "Xiao Zhu also spent a period of time in the prison, and was tortured so much that he was tortured to death. It may be your experience or the previous injury that made him think of yourself."

That's it, I nodded thoughtfully, and when Ji Sanqing looked over, I gave a big smile.

"Well, thank you, my lord."

"You're welcome." Ji Sanqing smiled warmly, with a bit of simplicity and care.

From Wuchao to Fengcheng, I have never seen such a gentle and selfless person as Ji Sanqing.He pays great attention to the people around him, and always does his best to help those around him, without asking for anything in return.He is Dayu's top aristocrat, the eldest son of the Ji family, but he has helped me, a small person from a remote village, so many times.

"My lord, thank you."

I couldn't help but speak, this time, from the bottom of my heart.

Ji Sanqing looked at me in surprise, his cheeks blushed a little in the face of my repeated thanks.

"Oh, I'm also very happy to help you." Ji Sanqing turned his face away, coughed twice, and after his expression returned to normal, he said seriously, "But you can't be so polite next time gone."

"Well, I understand, Eldest Young Master." I nodded hastily.

Ji Sanqing smiled and patted my head, then picked up the umbrella in the corner, walked outside the pavilion, and gently opened it.Under the steps of the pavilion, amidst the rain, he stretched out a hand like white jade to me.

"It's getting cold, and it's not good for your health to stay outside for a long time. Come, I'll take you back."

"Oh? Oh? No need, Eldest Young Master." I waved my hands in fear and fear.

Ji Sanqing straightened his face immediately, just like the old gentleman who taught in the family school.

"What did I just say, little brother?" he reminded me.

I know it's wrong, but seeing him pretending to be old-fashioned, I still couldn't hold back my laughter.I jumped under Ji Sanqing's umbrella all at once, joking with him a bit.

"Well, well, I see, old sir."

As if he knew that he was not a pedant, Ji Sanqing touched his nose in embarrassment, and then laughed with me.

When walking to our small courtyard, perhaps because he was worried that the atmosphere would be too awkward, Ji Sanqing restarted the topic just now.

"Actually, I've always felt that I'm pretty useless. I can only help a few people I can see..." Ji Sanqing's tone was a bit erratic, with a bit of annoyance and unwillingness.

I don't know why he said this to me all of a sudden, but when I heard him belittle himself so much, I was a little angry in his tone: "My lord, what are you talking about? Didn't you save Xiaozhu and me? If we didn't have you , who knows what the end will be!"

Ji Sanqing was not infected by my tone, he was still immersed in his emotions.

"But this is not enough, just saving a few people is not enough." His brows and eyes were full of sadness that I couldn't understand, and he sighed softly, "I am still far from grandpa..."

When Prime Minister Ji was mentioned, I was stunned. Ji Sanqing was so easy-going that I even forgot that he was actually the grandson of Prime Minister Ji with great power.

"So," I asked hesitantly, "The eldest son wants to become a high-ranking official like Prime Minister Ji Zuo?"

"I don't want to be that kind of official, but I want to be that kind of person..."

Ji Sanqing shook his head, probably because he also felt that it was impossible, so he stopped talking about this matter. Seeing that he was not in a good mood, it was inconvenient for me to say more, and I was silent for the rest of the journey.

Ji Sanqing sent me to the corridor, and I walked along the corridor to return to Ji Sanqing's courtyard.He didn't take back his umbrella and didn't intend to go back with me.It wasn't until this time that I realized that the oil-paper umbrella was too small to protect the two of us. In order to keep me from getting wet in the cool rain, he let most of his body be exposed outside the umbrella. When he came, he was completely soaked.

This may seem like a trivial matter, but it was a shock that I had never experienced before.

In this life, no one has ever paid so much attention to me. At that moment, some kind of sweet liquid surged in my chest, making me feel as if I was in midsummer in this chilly early spring, warm to almost scorching heat. The warm, sweet liquid was so viscous that it stuck in my throat, preventing me from even uttering a single beautiful word.

Ji Sanqing's eyebrows and eyes were light, and his whole body was full of bookishness. After saying goodbye to me, he still held the oil-paper umbrella and dazzled his departing back in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

I stood at the end of the corridor and watched him off.

91,

The days under Ji Sanqing's hands were the most peaceful and beautiful period of my life. There was no intrigue, no bullying, no mountains of swords and blood, no life and death.

Ji Sanqing doesn't have the attitude of a master, sometimes he will bring his servants with him when he eats tea and recites poems. Whenever this happens, I feel very inferior. Ji Sanqing's servants are all talented and beautiful. Poetry is not difficult for them. The strong are like Xiaozhu. As a down-and-out nobleman, he is worthy of his blood. It is no problem to write poems in seven steps. The weak are like a few poorly educated maids, who can write some tricks The limerick of verse.

As for me, I am barely literate, and my occasional quotations from classics are extraordinary. I even learned to speak elegantly after I came to Jifu. As for the difficult operation of writing poems, it is really difficult for me.

However, low self-esteem cannot affect my determination to integrate into this group of "poets". After experiencing the incident of being rejected by the book boy collectively, and being beaten half to death by the dead book boy, I finally realized it.

Just like most people in Jifu look down on me, I also look down on them.It’s nothing more than a declining nobleman like Xiaozhu. Others in the Jifu are still from the poor class. Even the poor in the capital are still poor. I still can’t understand who are also at the bottom. Where does their inexplicable sense of superiority come from? ?After all, we are not the upper class. Even if we peek into a corner of the upper class by chance, our essence is still trash with nothing.Have they forgotten?The chest symbolizes the shameful contract of selling one's life, the brand of life and death that cannot be controlled by oneself.

In my eyes, the wanton squandering of the nobles is to win over the hearts of the servants, and the arrogance of the nobles is to separate themselves from the inferiors, so that the inferiors cannot touch themselves, so as to maintain their own mystery and authority.But as the servants of the aristocratic family and imitating the behavior of our master, it is actually of no value. We are the most inferior people in the mansion. We will only hurt our own interests if we squander it, and we will not get the effect of winning people's hearts at all. However, as for that haughty posture, it is of no use other than self-satisfaction and self-fantasy.

From the bottom of my heart, I look down on the noble and reserved attitude of the servants of the Jifu.As the book boy who almost strangled me said, "We are all scum, why do you look down on us?".

That's right, it's obviously scum, why are you pretending to be like that?Our scumbag nature won't because