Jiankang City, Yin Zhongwen's private residence.
Yin Zhongwen sat in front of the desk in the study with a sad face. On the exquisite red sandalwood desk, there was the ancient-colored bamboo scroll of musical scores, and the word "Tai Oath" written in small seal script was eye-catching on the cover. On the way up, Yin Zhongwen shook his head and sighed: "You are a vulgar warrior who doesn't understand elegant music. I don't believe you. You are really as loyal and selfless as you say!"
Having said this, he suddenly shouted angrily to a servant in his thirties, with a white face and a slight beard, wearing a green shirt and a small hat standing next to him: "Yin Qian, tell me, is Liu Yu really loyal to the Jin Dynasty?"
Yin Qian curled up his lips: "Master, how can a servant like Xiaoren understand the affairs of these big shots? I only know that what the master says is what he says, and what you say will definitely not happen." wrong."
Yin Zhongwen's expression calmed down a little, and he murmured: "Damn Tao Yuanming, you will suffer terribly this time. What went wrong? Or should I find a way to see Queen Wang first?"
Yin Qian blinked: "My lord, do you want to write a poem for the Queen again? I will get you a pen and ink right now."
Yin Zhongwen took a look at the small case and shouted: "Idiot, who said you want to write a poem for some queen?"
Yin Qian scratched his head and said in confusion: "My lord, before, didn't you have to write one or two poems every time you wanted to see the queen, and have your disciples copy them and spread them throughout the city?"
Yin Zhongwen suddenly jumped up from the ground, covered Yin Qian's mouth, and whispered: "That's a hypocritical thing. Now it's Dajin, Dajin! Don't you want to live anymore?!"
An expression of sudden realization flashed across Yin Qian's face, and he nodded repeatedly. Yin Zhongwen released his hand covering Yin Qian's mouth, took an incense handkerchief from the table, and wiped his palms, while wiping, he hated He said hatefully: "You have been with me for so many years, why do you become more and more stupid as you live??"
Yin Qian grinned: "Master, you just like my clumsiness. Yes, the former fake Queen of Chu's surname is Liu, and her surname is not Wang. Look at my stupidity..."
Yin Zhongwen threw the handkerchief to Yin Qian angrily: "These two women are now deadly enemies, and together with their current men, they are also fighting fiercely. You remember, the current Queen Wang cannot use I used to write flattering poems to the woman named Liu to ask for an audience, prepare a car, and prepare a generous gift. I am going to Xie's house to ask for an audience with Mrs. Xie."
Yin Qian quickly turned around to leave. Suddenly, he thought of something and turned to look at Yin Zhongwen: "But, my lord, didn't you say you were going to attend General He's banquet tomorrow? The carriage is being maintained at the moment. Now it's really Do you want to use it?"
Yin Zhongwen instinctively wanted to curse, but suddenly thought of something, and his eyes widened: "Wait, bring me the invitation."
Yin Qian pointed to the top of a pile of various posts beside the small case: "It's right here."
Yin Zhongwen picked up the invitation, and while reading it, a smile gradually bloomed on his face: "The sky has eyes, hahahahaha, the road is truly endless, isn't this opportunity coming? !”
Yin Qian looked at Yin Zhongwen in confusion: "Master, what opportunity has come? You didn't ask me to make chicken breasts."
Yin Zhongwen waved his hands impatiently: "Eat, eat, eat, what else can you think about besides eating? Go, go quickly and find me some pen and ink."
Yin Qian curled up his lips: "Don't you want pen and ink? Lord, do you want to get pen and ink?"
Yin Zhongwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I should really sell you to a restaurant as a waiter, so that I don't have to look at you like a fool all day long to get angry. Forget it, light the incense burner for me, and then go get the pen and ink, I want to write an article Okay, this time, do you understand? Oh, by the way, bring me the bronze mirror."
Yin Qian said nothing and walked to the incense burner in front of the small case. Soon, sandalwood curls filled the room. After Yin Qian finished lighting the incense, he looked at the incense burner sitting in front of the case and fell into deep thought. Yin Zhongwen, who was mumbling something to himself, shook his head and put a bronze mirror over, facing the small case. This was Yin Zhongwen's habit when writing poems and essays. This writer, who is narcissistic to the core, likes to look at the mirror every time he writes. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at himself writing furiously, and Yin Qian, who had been his personal servant for many years, naturally understood what he needed and gave him what he wanted.
After doing this, Yin Qian bowed slightly and saluted, turned around and left. Yin Zhongwen looked at the direction he left and sighed: "Maybe, I really should find a smarter book boy. Although Ah Qian is loyal and reliable, he is too Stupid, in this situation, I have to find someone to discuss countermeasures."
Suddenly, there was a burst of weird laughter in the room: "Can't you just discuss it with me?!"
Yin Zhongwen turned pale with fright, turned his head and looked around, and said sternly: "Who is it, come out!"
A mysterious voice sounded in the air: "I'm right here, can't you see?"
Yin Zhongwen jumped up and searched around: "Ah Qian, you damn thing, you actually learned how to scare the master. Wow, you have become more capable, haven't you? Let's see how I deal with it..."
His words stopped abruptly, and the anger on his face solidified, because his eyes happened to glance over the bronze mirror. In the misty smoke, he saw a figure on the bronze mirror smiling playfully at him. , winking: "I'm right here, did you just realize it?"
Yin Zhongwen rushed to the small case and looked at the person in the mirror carefully. Could it be him? Cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he suddenly shouted: "Come on, come on, come on, there's a monster, there's a monster!"
The person in the mirror laughed: "Zhongwen, don't waste your efforts. No one can hear your screams. I am you and you are me. We are twin brothers. Over the years, you have been facing each other. That idiot, do you think you can achieve intellectual satisfaction in this way?"
Yin Zhongwen gritted his teeth, sat down in front of the small case, and sneered: "Humph, who is pretending to be a ghost? I have read poetry and books. I have seen this kind of thing too many times. You can't deceive me! If you are wise, leave quickly. If you want to Otherwise, when I find out who is doing this, I will never let you go!"
The person in the mirror smiled slightly: "It's a shame, it's a shame, if you weren't about to die, why would I have to come out? Yin Zhongwen, how long do you think you can live?!"
As soon as these words came out, they pierced Yin Zhongwen's heart, and his expression changed: "Why am I on the verge of death? Tell me clearly!"
The person in the mirror sneered: "Do you think Liu Yu will keep the secret of privately donating music scores for you? At this time, the news of your evil intentions has already spread throughout Jiankang City. I am afraid that the soldiers who came to arrest you are already on the way. Alas, Zhongwen, this is your ending!"
The man in the mirror said, and suddenly smiled strangely. His head flew up from his neck and disappeared. In the bronze mirror, only a headless body was left, and only the laughter was still echoing around. .
