Chapter 25: I've seen the person in the painting after saying goodbye
Speaking of which, Si Zeng Jian was also troubled by the two princes, Hong De and Zeng Jiji. I can't let the whole family be afraid because of me! If this matter was handled well, then so be it. If this matter was not handled well, Si Zeng saw that he was unwilling to think about it, so he went to look for his mother.
When the old lady saw her son, she asked,"Have you thought it through?"
Si Zengjian said,"I've thought it through."
The old lady asked again,"Are you really willing to let go?"
Si Zengjian said,"I've already thought about letting it go. It's just that…"
When the old lady heard this, she asked,"You're just what?"
Si Zengjian said,"I want to have a good talk with Sister Wu Chen so that we can end this completely."
When the old lady heard this, she said,"Alright!" You go.
Si Zeng came out of his mother's room and said to Si Wuchen who was washing clothes," Sister Wu Chen, I want to talk to you.
Si Wuchen had a premonition that something was wrong when he saw his elder brother walking out of the old lady's room. However, she was unwilling to believe it and thought that she was overthinking it. However, when she heard her brother say that he wanted to talk to her, she put down what she was doing and smiled. Good, good! Let's talk, let's talk.
Si Zeng Jian said calmly,"Let's go out for a walk."
Si Wuchen also agreed," Let's go out for a walk.
Si Zeng Jian walked up the mountain without saying a word.
Si Wuchen followed Si Zeng Jian and landed, then caught up with him, but he still didn't say anything.
They came to the peak of the mountain and looked at the distant sky. They still didn't say anything, just like this quietly.
After a long while, Si Zengjian said," Sister Wu Chen, look at the sparrows playing in the sky. Green mountains surround them, the breeze blows the willows, the birds sing and the fragrance of flowers. The rosy lake is painted together. Who has more wonderful poems?"
Hearing that, Si Wuchen said,"Yes!" After the ice and snow melted, the spring breeze blew, and all things sprouted. The weeds by the roadside were full of vitality, and the flowers also revealed an infinitely charming smile. These lush trees were full of vigor. Who was it for? Or was he just flattering himself?
Si Zengjian said,"The air is fresh, the sun is warm, the grass is green, the flowers are in full bloom, the trees are green, and the birds are singing." Originally, they were taking advantage of the spring to have a date with spring. However, how many people yearned for this spring, and how many people truly enjoyed it but failed to live up to it.
Si Wuchen said, Yes. Looking at the appearance of the grass and trees that knew spring, the willows had no spring breeze, the roses were wild and unrestrained, all kinds of red and purple fighting fragrant, attracting bees and butterflies to dance among them, as if the flowers were biased towards the bees. The swallows in the sky ate the flowers and teased them, and the bees hid in the stamens, but the butterflies had to wait slowly. This butterfly loves the flower, the flower loves the butterfly. It was beautiful, but there were not many people who really appreciated it. However, many people were busy making a living and had no time.
Si Zengjian said,"The fragrance of flowers reflects your beautiful figure, but you have no intention of fighting for spring. Even the spring light of March cannot compare with your smile." Who wouldn't love a good flower? Who wouldn't love a beautiful lady? However, this world always neglected a person's feelings. It was a desolate world, and only the elderly understood it.
Si Wuchen said," A part of the heart, a part of understanding, and a part of illusion. Unfortunately, in this kind of separation, the two of them were separated in the eyes of love.
Si Zeng Jian couldn't help but change the topic, Look at the green mountains on both sides of the river, how can I bear to say goodbye?
Si Wuchen immediately understood and said," If you have something to say, just say it.
Si Zengjian said,"A flower is a world, a smile is a dust." I see these flowers are fragrant, but they seem to be flying red and ten thousand points of sorrow like the sea. How sad is it? So what if he was depressed? Then, the endless worries that cannot be seen should still be handed over to time?
Si Wuchen said," Time is short, and the world is far away. I have to walk through the mountains and rivers in the future in peace." Some things had to be faced by themselves.
Si Zengjian said,"It's just a little obsession, but I fell into the dream of the world of mortals for no reason and provoked three thousand worries." Therefore, when he saw the fluttering catkins and falling flowers, he could not help but feel sad and sad. He felt that the spring river was full of tears.
Si Wuchen said,"Who is sad about spring?"
Si Zeng Jian said, Sister Wu Chen, I really can't say it. Without you, I'm like a piece of cloth wrapped around my bones.
Hearing that, Si Wuchen said," I understand." When I heard that it was difficult to find the slightest part of the spring face, I couldn't stop my tears from flowing, as if the sky had collapsed. Don't say that I have half a sad heart, that dream that is like spring water, once anxious thoughts seeped into my bone marrow, but now it is tears splashing on the flowers.
Si Zengjian said with tears in his eyes: I want to tell you my heart.
Si Wuchen said with tears in his eyes,"If you don't have it in your heart, what's the use of telling your heart?"
Si Zengjian said,"I had no choice." I
"Don't say anything else. I have become as if all things in the world of mortals have become tasteless and have nothing to do with me.”Si Wuchen said.
Si Zengjian said: I have no choice but to feel sad. My dream is like spring water. Although he was reluctant, he had no choice.
Si Wuchen said," I thought that with you around, I would never have to worry or miss you for the rest of my life." I didn't want to pay wrongly with my sincere heart and wait for the result that I didn't want to know.
Si Zengjian said,"The feelings in the world have long been destined. No matter how beautiful love is, it will only be in the past." Sometimes, the people who were together might not be the ones who came later.
Si Wuchen said with tears in his eyes," Then why did you do that?
Si Zeng Jian endured the pain and said,"If I could see through everything, why would I take this detour?" His mother was right. A beautiful person like his sister must be from a rich family. Look at me, I have nothing, I will only harm you, sister, I, I
Si Wuchen said," I'm not afraid of suffering. I just want to be with you."
Si Zengjian said,"If you love someone, you should give her a peaceful and happy life, not drag her down." My sister is a peony flower, full of wind and breath
Si Wuchen said," I'm not a peony. I'm just a little moss flower in the dust. Why should I learn peony?" I don't want any glory or wealth. I only want to live an ordinary life.
Si Zeng Jian said," You see, now there is Hong De, the son of Bao Kingdom, chasing you. There is also the son of Zeng Kingdom who loves you. I have nothing. How can I protect you for life?"
Si Wuchen said,"They are good candidates." However, that's their business. I didn't pay attention to them.
Si Zeng Jian said,"Sister Wu Chen, can you be more realistic?" We are a small family, how can we fight against a country like theirs?
Si Wuchen said," Are you afraid?
Si Zeng Jian said helplessly,"Yes, I'm afraid."
"I used to think that you were someone who didn't understand romance. Now I understand that the so-called lack of romance is just an excuse for you not to love. However, I don't blame them for being too materialistic. I can only blame myself for not being good enough to let others ignore these shortcomings.”Si Wuchen turned around and left.
It was raining, and even the heavens were crying for them.
Si Zeng Jian watched Si Wuchen leave in the rain, as if he had a thousand words to say but couldn't. In fact, he was very sad, so he returned to his room and looked into the distance," Look at the thousand layers of clouds, this rain under the first step, there is the setting sun on the treetops, two different worlds can still be painted. This was his home, and the other side of the mountain was his family. Why was he drunk in a tavern? Why play house? Seeing that wild bird flying over, chattering and having nothing to do, what else could he say? Who was it laughing at? I regret that I can't speak. Why don't people learn bird language to relax? Free and unfettered in the Xiaoyao River, but why pick up some troubles to torture yourself?
Si Wuchen pushed open the window and looked into the distance," If I tell you who I miss, shallow people don't know. If you ask me how long I've been longing for you? Unless we meet again. But so what if he met this blockhead?
Si Wuchen was sewing clothes for Si Zeng Jian with an oil lamp. Ten fingers boast of needle dexterity, years hate bitter thread. How many feet of cloth? Long and Short Beard Plan. How long is the needle and thread? I know all the fragrance of silk, but I seldom miss my own clothes. Her slender hands hurt, pity her when she is busy dressing. Thick needle hemp thread, no eyebrows long painting. A needle and a thread, how much time is lost? The shadow of the bridge over the stream suddenly appeared, unfamiliar and unrecognizable. The cottage is beside the old forest, like someone else's place. The moon and the dust, wondering who I am? He hoped that the matchmaker would reconcile, but in the end, he thought it was not. When you're in trouble, it's someone else who's busy. Make-up can make a myriad of flowers, but it is not the person you love. Her mind drifted away, whose home was Fanghua at? Even if spring comes and goes, don't you laugh and talk? How can I endure the longest night? let alone this broken lamp that is still bright. They all suspected that it was a dream, and all their thoughts were gone. Youth is hard to reach, yearning has always been there. Cardamom branches, red beans can not bear to look at. By the lonely stream bridge, whose needle and thread are broken? This body is not free, the thread is woven into sorrow. Hate to take away, where can I see people?
Si Zengjian picked up the pen and put it down. He said bitterly, I really want to spend the evening with you, tea and porridge, but I can't give you peace and stability. Thinking of my weak body, I picked up the pen gradually thick, but every sentence is written away. Is it because I never understood your depth? Or was the word heart too cold, or was the word love too serious and deep? It's said that looks can penetrate into the bones, but looks are unfamiliar. Remembering your past is too hasty, the glory of your memory is still unclear. The persistence of this life, holding the previous life's covenant book, diligently reading a volume but unable to understand, hesitating on different paths, dare to say that fate has not come? It was the word 'love' that crushed the fireworks. A dream of spring and autumn, a long-term care for the beautiful people, but who is hiding in the depths of the dream and the season, still disturbing the heart lake in soft words, who took the floating life to mess up the fleeting years? Were the flowers of love on the ground painted by a single line of love? Who wrote the loneliness of the moment of youth? But it is difficult to tell all of them, how can I control the myriad of thoughts in my heart? An old wind, why tears broken intestines, depressed heart, singing the origin of all memories, parting is still difficult to continue.
The sky darkened, and the moon shone among the stars.
Ji Gongyou and his two guards stepped on a small boat in casual clothes and said," The moon was really beautiful. If he was beside a beauty, how would he feel?
Chai Hao said,"Young Master must have been immersed in the tide of longing by that charming smile."
Hearing this, Breakpoint asked,"What tide?" This was a river. It was also a river tide.
Chai Xiao laughed and said,"Isn't it just an exaggeration?" Young Master, do you think I'm right?
Ji Gong Xin smiled and said,"That's right!" On such a good night, if he held the hand of a beauty in front of the flowers and under the moon, or whispered into her ear, the world of mortals would not be lonely, and his soul would not be pale. That deep thought. The thoughts accompanied the gentle breeze, intoxicated and lingering, intoxicated in the world of mortals where there was only each other. In the moonlight, it was like water, depicting the deep entanglement of the soul. Listening to the wind and rain, smiling at the flowers and clouds, clearing the dust in the heart, sweeping away the thousands of trivial things in this world. How good would it be?
After listening to this, Breakpoint asked: Young Master, what should we do tonight? Why can't I see anything special?
Ji Gong said,"Look at the wind and moon in this river, blown by the wind of thoughts, as if there is fragrance and ink in the haziness."
Hearing this, Breakpoint said,"Is it fragrant and ink?"
Ji Gong said: I really want to pick up a pen and dip it into this scene to wander in it, free and unrestrained without worry. Sigh! That wonderful time together, not knowing what day it was, just sinking into a dream?
Chai Hao heard Ji Gong's words and said to Breakpoint," Let's go!
Breakpoint asked, Why?
Chai Hao said in a low voice,"Don't you see that His Highness the Crown Prince is sad?" Let's go, let's go.
Even though her break point was pulled, she still didn't want to leave. She still wanted to see the beautiful moonlight.
Ji Gong said,"Love is a word that cannot be explained." A thought in one's heart would waste a lifetime? If you don't love me, I'm afraid I'll be consigned to eternal damnation and become a demon.
Chai Hao and Broken Point retreated.
Ji Gongyou continued,"The wind is clear and the moon is clear. It's pleasing to the eye. How can people worry about the wind and moon everywhere?" He really wanted to fish up this misty moon and see if it had nothing to do with romance or if it had a thousand kinds of amorous feelings. When the passion comes, it is always the old feelings. Can recall the place, the rest of the flowers fall is the song of separation. Endless boundless two heartbroken, how many times have I shed tears in the remnant spring? I sigh and lament about this life, who gives up and who takes back. Beauty, I really can't put your beauty down! I wonder when I'll be able to hold the beauty home?
Zeng Keji and Hong De were drinking together, but they stumbled out of the hotel drunkenly. As they walked, their guards followed behind them.
Zeng Jia was drunk and said incoherently, Prince Bao, you said that after seeing my beauty, you would never compete with me. But now, you've gone back on your word.
Honder also said in a muffled voice," Prince Zeng, didn't I see your beauty painting only after I snatched it? You didn't really show it to me. Besides, who doesn't love a beauty? It's not just you. Let's have a fair competition.
Zeng said,"If it weren't for my beauty painting, how would you know Miss Si?"
"You can't say that either," said Honder. I was fated to meet her, so I naturally met her.
Zeng said,"If we're fated, I'm the one who met you first. We're the ones who met."
Honder said,"You can't say that. Sometimes it doesn't count if you meet him first." Fate was something that couldn't be described. Some fell in love at first sight, some didn't fall in love at first sight, and some caught up from behind. hehehehe
"Nonsense." Zeng Jiji pushed Hong De away anxiously as he spoke, and drew his sword," If you continue to fight with me for Miss Si, my sword will not recognize you.
The moment Zeng Ji drew his sword, Buyu, who was protecting Hong De, also pressed his sword hilt to unsheathe. The Zeng Ji guard was so eager to protect his master that he also placed his hand on his sword hilt.
"Don't draw your sword! This is between me and Prince Zeng." Honder said with a disapproving smile.
Zi Buyu also stopped, and now he didn't move.
Hong De smiled and said,"Crown Prince Zeng, you're anxious. Can't you outtalk me?"
Zeng said: Who said I can't outtalk you?
Hund staggered and said,"Then why did you draw your sword?"
Zeng staggered and said," I'm just looking at my sword.
Hong De said," Brother, I see that you're very good at drunk swordsmanship. It just so happens that I'm also almost drunk. Why don't we have a competition?" How about deciding who Sister Wu Chen will marry? Whoever lost would withdraw.
"Good! Whoever loses will withdraw." Zeng said a few words and changed his mind: Oh no, you're wrong. Miss Si is not a commodity, how can you say that?
"Aren't women just like clothes?" asked Honder. If it didn't work, he would change it. Women were like objects that could be bought. There were so many women in the world, how could he just hang himself on one tree?
Zeng asked several times: Are you talking about wine? Or was it from the bottom of his heart?
Honder said in a drunken voice,"I'm talking about alcohol, but I'm also speaking from the bottom of my heart."
Zeng said,"Then I'll tell Miss Si tomorrow."
Honder smiled and said,"Why do you look like a woman?" He even learned how to complain? When we men talk, we don't say anything. It was fun to talk about it in private.
Zeng said,"It's not easy for me to say that to Miss Si. Watch your sword."
Hearing this, Honder leaned back and dodged the sword that was coming at his face. He turned around and leaped away, drawing his sword to face him.
The two swords emitted cold air and light in all directions. They were like silver snakes in the sky and a crescent moon flying in the sky. It was just a flash of light in the sky.
In the end, Hong De and Zeng Ji pointed their swords at each other's throats before they stopped laughing. The two of them rested, but they collapsed on the ground, head to head.
Hong De smiled and said,"That's great, that's great. Brother Zeng's sword is indeed worthy of its reputation."
Zeng also said: Your sword is not bad.
Honder said,"I was talking nonsense with you just now. Don't take it seriously."
Zeng Jialiu said,"What you said about Miss Si?"
Honder interrupted,"I'm just joking with you." I said that on purpose just now to see how you would react and to test your experience.
Zeng said: How can you test people like this? Miss Si is so good and beautiful. I wonder what that old lady is thinking.
Hong De said,"Isn't the Si family giving us a chance by despising us?" We should be happy. Sigh! By the way, what do you think about Sister Wu Chen's beauty?
Zeng said,"I'm looking at her!" It was so beautiful that there was nowhere to hide. Especially that faint smile of hers, a glance that lasted for ten thousand years.
"Yes, the gentleness in her smile when she lowered her head was the most beautiful scenery in the world," said Hong De.
Zeng Jialiu said," She is like a gorgeous and fragrant flower, swaying in the world of mortals. She has a fresh and graceful beauty and elegance. However, she is a soul with a fragrance that emits a powerful magnetic field. It makes people lose their minds and dream of her."
"She's calm and composed, but she's like a flower that blooms in the most beautiful manner, creating a unique scenery," said Hong De. It was the most beautiful woman flower, beautiful and elegant, beautiful and warm. She just turned around and smiled, looking extremely charming. Her eyes were full of spring light.
Zeng several said: you can see this? Yes, she was a flower that bloomed in the dust. She looked ordinary, but she was extraordinary. She was calm and composed, but she had a bright and charming aura. She also exuded a noble and elegant demeanor.
Hong De said," Look at her footsteps. It's like flowers moving in the spring. It's like adding flowers to the flowers on the road." Just one look at her was enough to make one feel dizzy and moved like an electric shock. Unknowingly, one would fall in love with her, making one unable to sleep or eat at ease day and night, thinking about her day and night. Looking at her eyes and brows, I already feel like I'm in love. I don't even know who I am anymore. How can I let go of such a beauty? The word 'love' hurt the most. Who could be as calm as still water?
Zeng several said: together with you a most beautiful encounter, always crave for such an encounter, but do not know this may require a lifetime of fate. That coincidental encounter might very well be the last chance after countless missed opportunities, but how many of them had actually been seized? In a trance, I seemed to have made an agreement with someone. Who was it? The one I love isn't you, but you who's beside me. Who are you? Who are you beside me? Who promised whom the end of time? Ever since I met Miss Si, I've been longing for her. I couldn't be sure if she would be my lover in the end, but every time I thought of her, her beautiful smile would appear in my eyes, and I couldn't get rid of it.
The old lady saw Si Wuchen and Si Zeng Jian come back one after another with the moonlight. They were so calm as if nothing had happened, so she stopped asking.
Si Wuchen woke up early in the morning and went to the pond to fetch water. Right now, she was really sad and didn't bother to dress herself up, unlike her previous appearance. Sometimes I would cry beside my pillow, sometimes I would walk among the flowers. Or when he was alone, he would still be heartbroken. He didn't know what he was saying, but he seemed to have changed into another person.
Suddenly, a villager rushed into the Si Clan and shouted anxiously," Big brother, something bad has happened. Your Si Wuchen has been carried away by a few people.
Si Zengjian was about to get up when he heard that. He got up and rushed out the door, asking," Who took my sister Wu Chen away?
The man said anxiously,"It's some people with knives and their faces covered." Go quickly, it's at Nanshan Hill. I'll gather the villagers to chase after him. I'll be there soon.
Si Zengjian walked barefoot towards Nanshan hill, but when he saw the two buckets of water on the ground, he chased after them into the mountains.
Soon, the villagers of the Si Family caught up with them with farming tools and helped them find Si Wuchen.
Hong De. Zeng Jijia and his guards were sleeping in the mountains. They were awakened by the noise of the Si Family villagers. They looked up and saw some people with their faces covered carrying away a struggling woman. Upon closer inspection, they realized that it was Si Wuchen. They flew over with their swords.
The masked human leaders were not afraid of the Si Family villagers chasing after them, but when they saw four swordsmen charging out from the side, they felt somewhat uneasy. Because he was a martial artist, he could tell that he was an expert just by looking at his skills, so his scalp went numb.
Hong De. Zeng Jijia and his guards were all martial arts practitioners. They were best at sword light and sword shadow. They were lone guests who could laugh at the world with their swords. Thus, they swept across the sword rainbow and split open the sky with one sword. The sword qi soared into the sky, but it was as if it was tens of thousands of feet. Qingfeng didn't care who was right or wrong, as if he was bloodthirsty. The sword light had the power to cleanse the mortal world and was even more wanton.
While those masked men carried Si Wuchen to fight, some more masked men came from behind to welcome them. However, they didn't want to let go of Si Wuchen and fought with all their might.
When Ji Gongyou was on his way to the southern mountain of Bao City, he suddenly saw a fight in front of him. It was to snatch a woman. He saw injustice on the road and pulled out his sword to help. He brought his two guards to join the rescue and fight.
This Ji Gongyou's sword was even more amazing, but it was a form. Meaning. Qi, spirit. hand. Eyes. OK. method. Step, spirit and form are wonderful. The sword floated, and a dazzling green light shook the surroundings. The cold light was so oppressive that it made the mountains depressed.
What made Ji Gong Huan even more excited was that he had saved the beauty he had been longing for day and night. Thus, he was even more excited and murderous.
Seeing this, those masked men didn't dare to continue fighting. They put down Si Wuchen and ran away. Some of them even got injured.
After Si Wuchen was saved, he thanked his benefactors and invited them to his home.
Ji Gong Huan called Chai Hao over and said,"Follow those men in black. Don't fight with them. Just look at their background."
Chai Hao heard this and left.
Si Wuchen invited his benefactors to his home and chatted with them. Ji Gongyou looked at the beautiful woman, but he was even more absent-minded.
Ji Gong Huan looked straight at Si Wuchen and said in his heart," She seemed to appear in a dream. When one listened to her whisper, there was a strong and warm aura. However, it was as if she was walking over from the distant mountains. Looking at the calmest and most peaceful look in her eyes, it was as bright as the morning sun. As long as she gently walked past him, the entire world would be filled with warmth. She landed on the ground step by step like a flower, as if she was walking on the path of blooming flowers. Even if it was the old poems, the old mountains and rivers, the poetic ending, the misty rain of the long wind ancient road, it was all related to her. In this life, you are my hangover. I only absorb this most ordinary touch of heart. I am willing to keep you simple. Ordinary. An indifferent state of mind would allow you to enjoy the spring breeze, beautiful scenery, and be unparalleled in the world.
Si Wuchen was embarrassed by Ji Gong Huan's stare, but he didn't say anything because Ji Gong Huan saved his life.
Hong De. Zeng had never seen Ji Gong Huan before, but seeing this old man's eyes, he was shocked. They were all unhappy.
Ji Gong was used to being born into the royal family. Other than his father and mother, he was the first. Regardless of how others looked at him, he thought to himself: This seems to be a page of love that was once sealed in dust in my memory. It's a sudden appearance of this love that was painted by the mandarin ducks! This was the warmth in her palm. It almost lost its lingering effect in my soft fingers. Just for this flower thing, I have traveled thousands of mountains and rivers, waiting for the appointment in this dream. I want to make my heart that loves you untainted, so what if there are three thousand love rivals? So what if he betrayed the world?
Hong De. Seeing that the old man was staring at Si Wuchen, Zeng Ji asked unhappily," Sigh! Who is this guy?
How could Ji Gong Huan hear what others were saying? However, he looked at the beauty and thought,"If such a beauty were to stand in the shade of the green trees, under the reflection of the terrace, in the water of the pond, and among the flowers and plants," A gust of wind blew, and a beautiful woman came. The courtyard must have been filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the courtyard was filled with surprise. Even if there were flowers, trees and fruits, even dragonflies and butterflies would be willing to fly for her. Seeing her, so what if the natural climate changed? He didn't like the rainy landscape of Gaojing City, didn't like the willow catkins dancing in the wind, and had a special liking for the flowers. He had lost interest in them. Looking at her, he felt like he was ascending to the Immortal Sea City. However, there was a kind of leisurely mood in the gentle breeze, rolling up the leisurely thoughts, as if she had found the city full of poetry fragrance. Listening to her inner voice, he didn't even feel that it was a natural sound. His heart was so open that it was a beautiful scene.
Hong De. Zeng saw how the old man looked at people and asked, Sigh! Brother, where are you from?
Ji Gong Suo pulled his sleeve and asked unhappily," What do you want to do?
Honder smiled and said,"Oh!" We wanted to ask you where you came from.
Ji Gongyou had always been a tyrant. She had never been in the martial world and did not know the difference between the outside world and the palace. She said, Why do you care where I'm from? Why should I tell you? Who are you?
Honder was rebutted, but he still said with a smile," I'm
Ji Gong Huan waved his hand and said,"I don't care who you are." Not interested.
When Honder heard this, his expression turned ugly.
Zeng Jialiu couldn't stand it and said, Sigh! How can you say that? how could
Ji Gong glared at him and said,"What does it matter to you what I say?" Do you believe that I will beat you up?
Zeng several times refused to give way, said: You dare. Do you think I'm afraid of you? I
"Hey! Are there people who are not afraid of death?" When Jigong Huan heard this, she curled up her sleeves and was about to attack.
Ji Gongyou was about to make a move, so his guards were ready to rub their fists.
Zeng Jialiu and his guards were not to be trifled with and were prepared to fight back.
Seeing this, Hong De quickly pulled Zeng Jiji and said," Brother Zeng, I think it's fine.
Ji Gongyou smiled and said,"I think you're the one who knows how to count."
" I," Hong De saw that Ji Gong Huan wanted to say something but hesitated. He also thought that it was better to avoid trouble, and it was not good to not be able to make trouble in the Si family.
Ji Gongyou challenged Zeng Ji and his guards," Alright! We'll just fight a few times in the courtyard. I'll give you some benefits, but I think you still want to investigate in detail.
How can you let me go? He said,"Okay!" Then let's compete. If I don't give you some benefits, you'll be even more arrogant in the future.
The Si Family was busy preparing tea for these benefactors.
Si Wuchen hurriedly boiled some water, but when he saw that his benefactors were about to start fighting among themselves, he naturally came to stop them. However, after understanding the situation, he smiled and said to Ji Gongyou," What Zeng gongzi and the others said was right.
When Ji Gong Xin heard the beauty call him "Master", he asked," Am I really that old?
Hearing that, Si Wuchen was afraid that the other party would address him as 'lord', so he hurriedly changed his words and said," Oh! Uncle. Zeng Gong
Jigong Huan shook her head.
Si Wuchen asked in confusion, How should I address you?
Hearing this, Jigong Huan said," Just call me big brother!
Hearing that, Si Wuchen said, Calling you big brother?
Hearing this, Jigong Ao turned around a few more times and said," Then you can call me Young Master Ji.
Hearing that, Si Wuchen pouted and said," Oh!
The Si Clan was bustling with excitement because of Hong De. Zeng Jijia and their guards, Ji Gongyou and his two guards.
The Si Clan didn't have the money to entertain their benefactors, but now that they had these new customers, they had a difficult expression and wanted to send them away.
Then, Honder. Zeng Jialiu understood and wanted to take the money.
How could Ji Gong Huan care about other people's expressions? He didn't know the plight of the Si Clan and didn't understand why the Si Clan still wanted to chase away these people who had helped them. But from that Hund. Although he didn't understand why people from the Si family who had helped him had to take money out for a meal, he didn't understand why they had to take money out for a meal. However, he wasn't willing to fall behind others and was even more generous.
Si Zeng saw that there was money and thanked him before rushing out.
Ji Gongyou sat alone at a table and asked Breakpoint to take out the painting from his bag. He then compared it with Si Wuchen, who was picking vegetables in the courtyard, and said in surprise," So similar! So similar! They were exactly the same.
Then, Honder. Seeing that Ji Gongyou spoke too bluntly, Zeng and a few others did not want to pay attention to him. They sat in the courtyard and drank tea as if Ji Gongyou and his guards were not present.
Si Zeng Jian looked over curiously when he heard Ji Gong Mo talking to himself. He saw Ji Gong Mo holding a silk painting and comparing it to Wu Chen's sister, so he walked over and looked at the painting. Isn't this the painting I lost?
"What did you say?" asked Ji Gong Huan.
Si Zengjian said,"This is the painting that my family lost. Why is it in your hands?"
When Ji Gong Huan heard this, he asked,"The painting that your family lost?" In my hands?
Si Zengjian said,"Yes!" This is the painting I drew. Why is it in your hands?
Ji Gongxue stammered," This, oh
Si Zengjian said, Oh! I understand now, you are the thief who stole the painting.
Then, Honder. Hearing Si Zeng Jian's words, several people gathered around to look. They saw a beauty sitting in the painting, Si Wuchen, who looked stunning.
Si Zeng Jian said that Ji Gong You was a thief who stole the painting, and everyone looked at him like a thief. Ji Gong You didn't know what to do.
Breakpoint hurriedly said: What are you doing? If my young master was a thief, would he take out this painting here?
When everyone heard this, they felt that it made sense. That sneaky person's thoughts immediately changed.
Si Zeng Jian asked,"Then how did this painting get into your hands?"
Breakpoint was an expert in lying, so he said with a little bit of falsehood, One day, that thief sneaked into my young master's house to steal something, but my young master quickly took him down and got this painting. My young master was proud of this painting because he wanted to find the person in it. He saw that he couldn't live a good life and ran away from home.
Si Zeng saw and Na Hongde. Zeng Jijia understood that this old man was also here for Si Wuchen.
Seeing that everyone's expressions were not right, Breakpoint asked, What happened to you guys? What did I say wrong?
Si Zeng saw and Na Hongde. He was questioned several times, but Qi ignored him and dispersed.
Si Wuchen, who was picking vegetables, noticed the weird expressions on everyone's faces. It seemed that he understood something after seeing that his brother's portrait was in the hands of Ji Gongyou.
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