the other side, flower festival

Chapter 11

Si Yangting threw away the grass branch and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Jiang Jichen asked, "Where are you going?"

Si Yangting stopped at his feet and looked at Jiang Jichen: "I thought this was over, but it seems that things are far more complicated than imagined. This can't be just the beginning. In the future, I'm afraid there will be more victims But what the other party wants you to do is still unknown."

"So? What do you want to do?" Jiang Jichen's expression returned to indifference.

"Preventing the next victim from appearing is not only to protect them, but you also need protection." After Si Yangting finished speaking, he smiled at Jiang Jichen.

Jiang Jichen didn't know why, but he was a little moved. It was an indescribable feeling. He lowered his head to hide it: "It's your duty to protect them, but" Jiang Jichen looked worried, "The other party's line of action, Not necessarily within our control."

"Don't worry, they're just young people. There's no need to treat these little ghosts as gods. The top priority is not to let Mr. Zhang go on like this. If you want to find out something, you must start with him." Si Yangting glanced at Jiang Jichen again. , "Don't worry, you are my brother, even if you leave me and dad early, you will always be my brother, and I will protect you."

After Si Yangting finished speaking, he turned and left.Jiang Jichen no longer tried to dissuade him. Looking at Si Yangting's leaving back, he looked sad and murmured: "I thought I could protect you if I left you, but it seems that fate in this world is preordained." Jiang Jichen turned his head to look at the crowd in the West Market again, but he couldn't find the man in black at all. Jiang Jichen saw Si Yangting who ran out of the gate of Zanghua Pavilion, his eyes closed, and he jumped out of the window in white clothes. When he went out, his clothes fluttered and landed firmly on the ground, following Si Yangting's direction.

In the courtyard of Zhang Yuan's family's mansion, the little Shutong was kneeling in the middle of the courtyard with tears in his eyes. Zhang Yuan's family son squatted beside the little Shutong while eating fruit, and fed the little Shutong. The little Shutong was even more sad and cried: "Young Master , Wake up, I didn't take good care of you, I was wrong, son, don't do this, come back."

The aggrieved Mr. Zhang Yuanwai was stunned, with fruit still stuffed in his mouth: "What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

Not far from the two of them, Zhang Yuanwai stood in the depths of the corridor, looking at his son with a stupid look, he lowered his head secretly wiping tears in sadness, and the servants around him all lowered their heads, not daring to look at Zhang Yuanwai's son.

Outside the courtyard, a young servant came running, shouting as he ran, "Outside the staff, there are distinguished guests."

When Zhang Yuanwai came down to the front hall accompanied by the servant, he saw Si Yang Ting was sitting in the guest seat and drinking tea. He looked up and saw Zhang Yuanwai coming out, so he got up politely and bowed to Zhang Yuanwai: "Sorry for disturbing Zhang Yuanwai."

Zhang Yuanwai cupped his hands, did not answer Si Yangting, turned around and sat down on the main seat: "I don't know why the Shaoqing of Dali Temple is here today?"

Si Yangting thought for a moment, facing Zhang Yuanwai, and said apologetically, "I should have given you a detailed answer to this case. There are some things that I haven't figured out yet, so I don't know if it's convenient to ask Mr. Ling for advice?"

Zhang Yuanwai was originally angry because Dali Temple saw his son's return and stopped asking about the case, but seeing Si Yang Ting taking the initiative to come to the door today, he was puzzled: "I don't know what your opinion is?"

When Si Yangting faced Zhang Yuanwai, he didn't look domineering, and he didn't even look like a fool in front of Jiang Jichen. He was completely humble and official. He took a step forward and looked at Zhang Yuanwai: "This matter, there is It's strange, but the answer, I'm afraid only your son will know." Zhang Yuanwai was about to get angry when he heard the words, but was robbed by Si Yangting, "Don't worry Zhang Yuanwai, I will report this case and continue to review it, and it won't end here. So, regarding the case , I need to do some understanding with your young master, and I hope Zhang Yuanwai will agree."

Zhang Yuanwai thought about it, but didn't answer Si Yangting.

Si Yangting was not impatient, instead he took a sip of tea and continued: "If you don't want to find out the truth about this matter, I won't force you."

Member Zhang paused and looked at Si Yangting: "I heard that the paintings left in the nursery were painted by your brother?"

Si Yangting had long expected that Zhang Yuanwai would ask about this, and said with a smile: "No, I asked my brother, and my brother said that he had never seen Mr. Zhang. Besides, Zhang Yuanwai's family just entered Chang'an City. My brother has been in Chang'an for 20 years. I live in Chang'an City and have never been to Shu, don't you think this whole thing seems to be a trick for us?"

Zhang Yuanwai was thinking, drinking tea, Si Yangting saw that Zhang Yuanwai seemed to be persuaded, so he continued: "It was said that Mr. Zhang has returned, and the case should be cleared, but I suspect that Mr. Zhang has been involved in the whole matter." I'm afraid it won't be the first victim, in my humble opinion, this case must be investigated to the end to find the real culprit."

Zhang Yuanwai put down the teacup: "At the end of the day, you are just trying to clear your brother's name from the crime. My son is young and in this state, I'm afraid it's not suitable to go out to meet people."

"What if we can find Mr. Zhang's illness through the investigation of the case?" Si Yangting's words completely moved Zhang Yuanwai, "I heard that Zhang Yuanwai has only this one son in his family, and his wife left early. I think Zhang Yuanwai doesn't want Mr. Zhang This is the end of life, right?"

"how do you want to do it?"

Si Yangting got up from the stool and cupped his hands to Zhang Yuanwai: "It's still the same request. I want to talk to Mr. Zhang first. Be alone. Please don't get close to anyone."

Si Yangting pushed open the door of Mr. Zhang's West Courtyard, and saw Mr. Zhang sitting on the stool in a regular manner, like a child who made a mistake. Looking at Si Yangting, Si Yangting's heart softened for a moment, and he walked away. Going forward, he took out a candied haws from his bosom and handed it to Mr. Zhang, smiling what he thought was the gentlest.

Seeing the candied haws, Mr. Zhang smiled happily: "Is it for me?"

Si Yangting nodded with a smile: "Yes."

Mr. Zhang was about to take the candied haws, but was snatched away by a slender finger. Mr. Zhang raised his eyes aggrieved, and saw Jiang Jichen coming out from behind Si Yang Ting. That son.

Mr. Zhang held his mouth in grievance, and looked like he was about to cry: "Why did you grab my candied haws?"

Si Yangting took two steps back, closed the door of the room, and sat at a distance, watching Jiang Jichen's every move, not going forward.

Jiang Jichen handed the candied haws to Mr. Zhang again. Those phoenix eyes looked like icebergs, and his cold expression made people feel chills all over his body, but Mr. Zhang didn't seem to be afraid. He took the candied haws and ate them. Jiang Jichen took half a step back and sat on the stool opposite Mr. Zhang. He watched without blinking as Mr. Zhang ate all the candied haws in his hand, and even licked the melted syrup in his hand.

Si Yangting, who was sitting in the distance, did not speak, and looked at Young Master Zhang in front of him without blinking. From his expression, it seemed that Si Yangting trusted Jiang Jichen.

Mr. Zhang finished eating the candied haws, and grinned at Jiang Jichen in front of him, "Is there any more? I still want to eat."

The corners of Jiang Jichen's lips twitched. Although he was smiling, he didn't feel warm. He approached Mr. Zhang: "You don't like sweets, so why pretend so thoroughly?"

Mr. Zhang was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled expression on his face: "I love to eat, Tangtang, it's delicious, I still want to eat it."

Jiang Jichen laughed, stood up, and looked around the room: "You don't have any sweets in this room, and your servant doesn't even serve you desserts. When you are studying, you usually eat salty and spicy snacks. Lord, but now, suddenly fell in love with sweets?" Jiang Jichen suddenly put away his smile, "Not all children like sweets, like when you were young."

Mr. Zhang still looked stupid, staring blankly at Jiang Jichen, not knowing what he was talking about now.

After Jiang Jichen and Si Yangting looked at each other, Si Yangting nodded to Jiang Jichen, and Jiang Jichen continued: "Mr. Zhang, you have always been smart, but you have committed a big taboo in this matter." The young master responded, and Jiang Jichen suddenly approached Mr. Zhang, his eyes were indifferent, "It is said that he has lost his wisdom, right? Losing wisdom does not mean losing his mind, nor does it mean that he will become stupid, nor does it mean that he will return to a three-year-old child. appearance!"

The original silly expression on Zhang Gongzi's face slowly put away, looking at the white and slightly angry face in front of him, his voice became normal: "Who are you?"

Seeing Mr. Zhang put down his disguise, Jiang Jichen raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, and Si Yangting behind him opened his mouth half-open, because before coming here, Jiang Jichen only said that he wanted Si Yangting to give him a place to be alone with Mr. Zhang. During the questioning opportunity, he didn't mention his own thoughts. Now it seems that Jiang Jichen still concealed a little from himself, and he felt that Jiang Jichen seemed to be using him, but he was very careful about Jiang Jichen's meticulousness. I am secretly delighted, after all, the person in front of me is none other than my elder brother who grew up with me.

Jiang Jichen didn't answer Mr. Zhang's question directly, but just looked at Mr. Zhang coldly, and asked softly, "Who are you protecting? Do you recognize the person who took you away?"

The corners of Mr. Zhang's lips smiled lightly, as if he was recalling something beautiful: "Yes, I did not become stupid, but I did lose my wisdom. I can't do the imperial examination, but I do it all willingly."

Jiang Jichen looked at Mr. Zhang calmly: "What made you give up your life? Or, who made you give up your bright future?"

The smile on Zhang Gongzi's lips gradually disappeared, and he looked at Jiang Jichen: "Flowers bloom for a thousand years, leaves fall for a thousand years, flowers bloom and fall, and we will never meet again." After Zhang Gongzi finished speaking, he laughed loudly, "I would rather be that Ye, even if I can't accompany you, there is love in my heart."

Jiang Jichen frowned tightly, completely unable to understand Mr. Zhang's meaning.

Zhang Gongzi's eyes were wet: "I like her, she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, as long as it is what she wants, I am willing to give her, even if it is my life. I will not hesitate, what a pity All I can do is to give her my wisdom, if I work harder, maybe I can give her more pity, there is no such thing." Mr. Zhang looked sadly at Jiang Jichen, tears flowed into his mouth, bitter and sad.

Jiang Jichen no longer asked any more questions, but just looked at Mr. Zhang: "Is it really worth it? With love in my heart, is it really worth it to pay so much?"

Mr. Zhang smiled and didn't answer.

Seeing this, Si Yangting took two steps forward, took Mr. Zhang's arm, and asked eagerly, "Where is that portrait? What's going on? Why was the painting of Zanghua Pavilion left at the scene of the crime that night?" ?”

Mr. Zhang suddenly put away all his emotions, and stared at the indifferent Jiang Jichen in front of him: "You are Jiang Jichen?"

Jiang Jichen closed his eyes: "Do you recognize me?"

Mr. Zhang's eyes widened, he held onto Jiang Jichen's arm tightly, his face was full of hatred, and he had to say every word: "Jiang Jichen! You"

Mr. Zhang fainted before he finished speaking.

Si Yangting grabbed Mr. Zhang's arm and yelled loudly, "Mr. Zhang! Wake up! Wake up! Speak clearly!"

Jiang Jichen stood up and looked out of the window. The shadow of the tree was swaying. He raised his foot and walked out of the gate: "It seems that we guessed right. I'm afraid this matter came for me. After all, what should come, should come." Here we go. I'll leave the rest to you."

Si Yangting was holding Mr. Zhang in his arms, and had no time to worry about Jiang Jichen's departure, but he was anxious: "Hey? You just left like this? What should I do?"

Jiang Jichen had drifted away, his white clothes were fluttering, and the apricot blossoms in the courtyard were falling, against Jiang Jichen's tall and straight back, it was like a fairyland, but it looked desolate.

(End of this chapter)