Seeing Kang Lebo turn around and leave, Bi Xin stood at the foot of the steps with his head lowered for a long time before slowly returning to his yard.
All the servants I saw along the way gave way.
When he returned to the house, candles had already been lit. Due to the harsh treatment, he, the heir apparent, could only use candles with choking smoke that ordinary servants would use.
The faint choking smell permeating the room was diluted by the fragrance of some flowers that Yuzhu secretly picked.
When he walked in again, Bi Xin didn't need to speak. Looking at his red and swollen face, Yuzhu exclaimed.
"Master! What's wrong with you?!"
"Who hit you? Why did he hit you so hard?"
"I'll get you some water and ice!"
Bi Xin sat on the chair and said nothing, letting Yuzhu trot out, fetched him some cold water, soaked the handkerchief in the cold water, twisted it, and slowly applied it on his red and swollen cheeks.
"Sir, do you feel better?"
"Yuzhu, thank you." After a long time, Bi Xin turned around blankly: "In this house, you are the only one who treats me as a young master. Others are afraid that I will die immediately."
"Master!" Bi Xin's words surprised Yuzhu.
She is Bi Xin's personal maid, and there is no chance that she will become Bi Xin's wife or concubine in the future. In her eyes, all the masters in the uncle's house combined are not as important as Bi Xin.
But precisely because of this, Yuzhu panicked and hurriedly approached the door. He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no one.
Fortunately, Bi Xin didn't think about asking her to respond: "My father seems to really not care about me as his son. His anger is not even because I asked something I shouldn't have asked, but because I disobediently accepted the command of the Habayashi Guards." Job."
"He feels that the uncle's house is following King Qi. As someone who is hated by my father and brother, I should give up my great future and not hold back my uncle's house."
"But the eldest son of the uncle's house will attack the prince in the future. What does my second son have to do? Is there any legitimate son of the uncle's house who has been as miserable as me?"
Yes, Young Master is aggrieved.
Yuzhu didn't dare to say it out loud, and she agreed with Bi Xin's words in her heart.
Which family's official son always eats from the big kitchen?
If you go late, you often only have cold food, and you have to come back and use a small stove to warm it before you can eat it.
The reason why he didn't open a small stove in his yard was because the monthly salary for the young master was very pitiful. In order to save money for the young master's entertainment and marriage, Yuzhu, who was in charge of the financial affairs of the small courtyard, could only try to be as careful as possible.
When she was thinking about this, she said: "I went out at night and heard the nun in the front yard telling people that the eldest son is too cruel and the master is too ruthless."
As soon as the words came out, Yuzhu was shocked.
"Why did I say this? I didn't remember that grandma in the front yard said it?" She was horrified and her whole body froze.
"What, you heard that too?"
Bi Xin didn't even notice that Yuzhu's reaction was wrong, because the words came out of Yuzhu's mouth, so he believed them immediately.
"The eldest son is cruel, and the master is ruthless. Is the drunkard in the wine shop right?"
"My mother was poisoned to death, and the matter was spread secretly, only hiding it from me?"
Bi Xin clenched his fists subconsciously, feeling a surge of hatred in his heart, but it was followed by fear.
"What should I do? What should I do if my mother's death is related to my father?"
Even if you were to direct things, what could you do?
Even his personal maid suffered, and the food and clothing expenses were the worst in the house. Under such circumstances, how should he turn the situation around and take revenge? Revenge to whom?
When giving instructions, Bi Xin suddenly thought of a person, his eyes lit up, he stood up and faced the pale Yuzhu: "I'm going out for a trip. I may or may not come back tonight. You don't have to wait for me. Go to sleep first."
Saying that, he went outside.
Dai Guogongfu
Su Ziji was playing against the wild Taoist in the study. The wild Taoist made a move and smiled: "My lord often says that he is not good at chess."
"In my opinion, my lord's level is on par with professional chess players, but he is just slightly inferior to chess masters."
Su Ziji smiled and lowered his eyes.
"[Go] Level 12 (10500/11000)"
"Unknowingly, I'm almost at level 13 in Go. There's no other way. If Panlong's mental skills want to grow day by day, we have to set up chess records and deduce them repeatedly."
"Lu Fengyun is right. Level 11 is a professional, and level 15 is a master."
"Chess master, or level 16-18?"
Just when he was about to speak, he heard the servant report that someone came to see him.
Su Ziji immediately guessed who was coming, and said with a smile: "It seems that there is no way to continue today's confrontation - come, invite the guests to the Mei Hall, I will be there immediately."
"Lord, the way of chess is just a confrontation between chess pieces, but this is a confrontation between people." The wild Taoist also stood up and smiled: "Is it okay for me to listen behind the screen?"
"Let's do it like this." Su Ziji said, got up and went to Mei Hall.
Bi Xin was picked up and passed through a fence and flower wall. He saw lights in the small hall on the north side of the study and heard the servant say: "The master is inside."
Bi Xin suddenly felt nervous and stood still. He felt a sense of fear and wanted to retreat immediately, not wanting to reveal the secret.
In just a blink of an eye, my mother's gentle face was right in front of me.
Gritting his teeth immediately, he entered the small hall and saw a figure. It was the Duke Dai whom he had seen during the day. He immediately prostrated himself: "I have seen the commander-in-chief before!"
Su Ziji raised his eyebrows and immediately realized something: "Why do you perform such a grand ceremony? This is a private residence, not a large camp, but there is no need to perform such a grand ceremony. You are not an official in my residence."
"Your Majesty, Commander, has been kind to me for promotion and reinvention. Even if you give me such a great gift, you can't repay me." Bi Xin said respectfully.
Su Ziji couldn't help but smile. Bi Xin looked honest. In fact, he was really not a fool. It was really necessary and he could really keep his attitude very low.
"Please get up and tell me, why did you come to me?" Su Ziji asked him to get up and sit down: "Isn't it just to say hello?"
This was said directly, but Bi Xin refused to sit down. He stood there for a moment and looked around.
"Luo Jiang?" Su Ziji immediately understood what Bi Xin was worried about. He just saw someone passing by the door and called out.
Luo Jiang was hesitating just now, whether she should hire Duke Dai for some errands. She always taught a few maids to practice sword dancing every day, which made her feel more and more depressed. Finally, when she got here, she heard Duke Dai's words. call.
After coming in, before she could say anything, she heard Dai Guogong order: "I have something to say with Bi Xin. You stay guard outside the door. Unless it is my order, be sure not to let anyone else get close."
ha? Let her guard? Is this trusting oneself or testing?
