The barbaric Taoist paused for a moment, then quickly added: "But there are actually several male servants in the courtyard, and among them there is a widower who redeemed himself and followed him. It is not true that he is widowed and not close to women."
Perhaps by pretending for more than ten years, many people can still believe that they have an affair, that they have taken in a brothel girl, that they are also very affectionate and affectionate people, and that they can still get along in the circle of noble women. This is not something ordinary people can do. arrive.
If it's not true love and true nature, then it's hypocrisy.
Su Ziji laughed: "Interesting, I would like to meet Mr. Lin for a while if I have a chance."
The two of them talked in low voices, and the ox cart drove slowly all the way, and soon returned to the Jushi Garden. Before they could get off the car and enter the gate, another ox cart hurriedly arrived and stopped in front of them.
"Master Su!" As soon as the visitor got out of the car, he saluted Su Ziji: "I have been ordered by the young marquis to send you an invitation!"
Su Ziji had seen this person before. He was from Mr. Fang Xiaohou. He took the invitation and opened it, and he was silent.
"You actually invited me to a banquet?"
"Often when people are invited, they submit the notice in advance and give them time to prepare. Like this, they are about to leave. Most of them are high-ranking people who are not afraid of showing their arrogance. This is not like Mr. Fang Xiaohou's style."
Fang Xiaohou is cautious and prudent. Although he is a powerful man, he is very aware of current affairs and good at winning people's hearts. This can be seen from the care he took for Ye Buhui during his time away from Beijing.
"I'm afraid someone has made the decision for him. Could it be her?" A figure suddenly popped up in his mind. Su Ziji frowned secretly and asked seemingly casually: "I wonder who else is in this flower appreciation party?" join?"
The servant smiled: "In addition to you, I also invited several young masters who are famous in the capital, including Mr. Bai, a scholar, and Mr. Lin who is a master of piano and chess..."
Several names were mentioned, and one of them happened to be Young Master Lin.
I didn't intend to refuse bluntly. This flower viewing banquet happened to be able to meet Mr. Lin. It was a coincidence that someone handed him a pillow when he fell asleep. Su Ziji nodded: "Since the young marquis invites you, how dare you Don’t you agree? Please wait a moment and let me go in and change my clothes.”
This was just an excuse to go in with the wild Taoist. Su Ziji asked Ye Buhui to help him choose a robe. He stood in the room and told the wild Taoist: "Go and investigate these two people on the list, especially Lin Yuqing." .”
"The Lin State is hostile to this dynasty. Lin Yuqing can still be so open in the capital. It should not be underestimated. We need to find out his background."
"Yes!" The wild Taoist responded.
Seeing that the wild Taoist was about to leave, for some reason, Su Ziji couldn't help but call him back and warned him one more time: "Be careful."
The wild Taoist nodded, turned and left.
Su Ziji waved goodbye to Ye Buhui and the little fox hiding in the courtyard, and got on the bullock cart.
Although the car was spacious and comfortable, and there were refreshments, Su Ziji closed his eyes and only thought about what happened today.
"Qian Zhidong will be killed in three days. This enemy has been completely dealt with."
"Qin Fengliang has also learned a lesson. This man knows what he's doing and won't move for the time being. I'll see if his son is worth it and I'll show mercy to him."
"Lin Yuqing, at first glance, seems to be just a talented person who plays piano and chess, but in fact, this is not the case. I am afraid this person is not that simple."
"Being able to implicate the prince and escape at a young age may not be just because of his birth. The emperor was so angry that even his grandson was eliminated, let alone just a clan from the Lin Kingdom?"
"This is the most difficult one to deal with, because we don't know the depth of it. The simpler it looks on the surface, the more likely it is to hide its trump cards."
Thinking like this, I arrived at the location in a blink of an eye.
The flower viewing party held by Mr. Fang Xiaohou this time was located in a garden in the city. There were no flowers in bloom in March. They were just some flowering trees that bloomed in early spring. A few trees were planted in the garden, and some petals were scattered on the ground. On the ground, it is also a scene.
The real highlight is the temporary wooden building set up more than ten meters away from the flower tree.
It is two stories high and made of high-quality wood. The first floor is suspended in the air and has only steps. The steps go up one step at a time and are not steep.
The second floor seems to be an open space with no windows on all sides. There are only layers of fine and thin curtains to block the view of outsiders. As the wind blows, several figures inside are revealed. Accompanied by the beautiful music of the piano, it is as ethereal as the sky. Gathering of immortals.
When Su Ziji was still far away, he heard the footsteps and was greeted by Fang Xiaohou Ye. Su Ziji looked at him and felt that he was full of joy at this moment.
"Master Su, you are finally here, please come quickly!"
"I've met the young Marquis. I haven't seen you for several months. You are getting more and more comfortable with your life. It's really enviable!"
"We, nobles, have ancestral wealth in our family. It is impossible to be noisy like you, and it is difficult not to be quiet!" Mr. Fang Xiaohou smiled and led the way personally.
"Little Marquis, you suddenly called me over to attend the flower viewing banquet. Is there someone noble here?" Su Ziji asked with a faint smile on the way.
Mr. Fang Xiaohou paused slightly: "Well, when Mr. Su comes in, he will know about it."
Su Ziji shook his head and smiled. Although this was not an answer, it was still an answer.
It seemed that the previous guess was probably correct. After walking through several corridors, the sound of the piano could be heard faintly. The sound was sad but not sad. It was like mercury falling to the ground. It seemed to penetrate the human heart. Even Su Ziji couldn't help but be fascinated. Suddenly I thought of Qian Zhidong.
"I only hate joining the army and doing meritorious service."
"What do you hate most about working for the imperial court, sweating and bleeding?"
Su Ziji was stunned, and thought unconsciously: "The prince was executed by his father, the palace was slaughtered, and no chickens or dogs were left alive. What would happen if he really had a soul?"
"Sons of dragons, grandsons of dragons, even if they want to achieve immortality, they will not be able to achieve it. Even if they want to be reincarnated in the six realms of Brahma, they will not be able to achieve it."
"If you go to the Dragon Qi Blessed Land and your soul is still under the control of your father, will you choose to vanish into ashes and destroy your body and soul, or will you have to endure it like you did in Yang Shi and thank God with tears in your eyes?"
"When you are alive, you can't fight. After you die, even if you become a ghost or god, you will still be controlled by the dragon's energy. If you want to take revenge, you will never be able to do so."
"How sad and deplorable!"
Regarding the important matter of life and death in Confucianism, many people think that Su Zi is not a strange person, but actually has specialized knowledge. With his current attainments, Su Zi's record is certainly clear.
"No wonder the ancients said that I wish to live in the world without being born into an emperor's family." Suddenly, Su Ziji felt an uncontrollable melancholy and wanted to recite poems and scream to express his feelings.
Poetry expresses one's ambitions, and he still has the sense to know that he cannot use poetry to express one's ambitions on such occasions. This is an act of madness and will not help his own plan.
Then I thought, since I can't write poetry, I might as well learn music.
If one can be like this person who plays the piano and play the beautiful piano sound to express his heart, then only the person who understands the piano will be able to know his own mood, and once the sound of the piano is extinguished, there will be no trace and no clue.
"No, the sound of the piano has the power to deceive people!" Su Ziji suddenly realized something. He looked up, his eyes were clear, and he was already more vigilant about this banquet.
