The lucky star of rebirth

Chapter 55
As soon as he entered the gate of the Jinyi Guard in a small sedan chair, several small flags guarding the gate talked about it, only saying that this is an adult visiting, why is it so big, that thousands of households are required to escort it, and the general flag carries the sedan chair?

Sitting in the sedan chair, Ji Songxian slightly opened the curtains and looked out, wanting to see what this place with a bad reputation looks like.

Afterwards, she was somewhat disappointed by what she saw.

The Jinyi Guardhouse is not much different from ordinary wealthy households, except that there are three large households in the front main office, and the stone lions at the entrance are vicious.

After passing the Qianya, there is the Hanging Flower Gate. There is a screen wall inside the door. Around the screen wall, there are five tall and large main rooms, with wing rooms on the left and right sides. Towering ancient trees are planted in the courtyard. Most of the houses with several entrances are like the two entrances. There are no flowers and plants in all the species, no small bridges, flowing water, stacked rockeries, and they look solemn and dignified.

Ji Songxian was invited to get off the sedan chair and entered a small gate. This is a separate courtyard with a single house in it, and only one room can be seen when entering.

Ji Songxian looked at the thousand households with doubts, and the thousand households smiled: "This is the place where we receive distinguished guests. Please sit down, Mrs. Ji, and I will call someone to serve tea."

As soon as you come, you will be at ease, Ji Songxian didn't say anything, went into the room and found a square but smooth chair to sit on, Qianhu clapped his hands, and immediately someone brought tea, Ji Songxian took it and looked at it However, it is ground and boiled dragon and phoenix tea. There is no onion, ginger, spices and other things that people often put in it. It is actually milk. In addition, there should be some sugar. It smells fragrant and sweet, which is not bad.

She took a sip and nodded secretly, and when she got back, she would get some to taste with her family.

Qianhu smiled and said, "Miss Ji, please sit down."

After he finished speaking, he went out with a smile, but Ji Songxian didn't come over after drinking a cup of tea. Although she was bored, she knew where this place was, but she didn't dare to move around.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and Ji Songxian saw an acquaintance.

She quickly got up and made a cross-hand salute: "I have seen the commander."

It was Cheng Huaijin who entered the door with a cold face. He stood not far from Ji Songxian and stared at her coldly, which made Ji Songxian feel guilty, and when Cheng Huaijin looked at her, his scalp felt numb, and he was naked in a short while. white hair sweat.

"Sit." Cheng Huaijin pointed to the chair Ji Songxian sat on just now.

Ji Songxian sat down, Cheng Huaijin sat down opposite her, clapped her hands, and then someone came in with two cups of tea and a plate of candied fruit.

Ji Songxian observed carefully, but found that the tea in Cheng Huaijin's hand was the same as hers, it was the kind of tea with milk and sugar added, and besides, there were very few dried fruits in the plate, and there were many candied fruit. There are candied dates, dark plums, dried apricots and so on.

All of a sudden, Ji Songxian bowed his head, knowing something in his heart, he just felt a little funny, who would have thought that the commander of Jinyiwei, who is so menacing and frightening, is actually a sweet tooth.

"who are you?"

Cheng Huaijin said that Ji Songxian couldn't laugh anymore.

She raised her head sharply, looked at Cheng Huaijin's coffin-like face, and heard his cold question: "Did you write that collection of poems all about Tang Dynasty?"

When Ji Songxian was stared at by those bottomless eyes with cold light, he felt heartbroken, as if he was being judged after being stripped of everything, as if he had seen everything thoroughly.

She tried to take a deep breath to calm down, and whispered: "I wrote it."

"To be honest, did you write it yourself, or did you plagiarize it?" Cheng Huaijin asked again.

Ji Songxian gritted his teeth: "I wrote it myself."

"Oh?" Cheng Huaijin's voice raised slightly: "Even if it was written by Mrs. Ji, I also saw the same book of poems in Cheng's family, and Mr. Cheng also said that it was written by him. Which one of you two is the real one?" of?"

"Ah?" Ji Songxian was really startled this time, he raised his head abruptly, but saw a playful flash of light in the eyes of Cheng Huaijin's serious face.

For some reason, she decided that this person should not be harmful to her.

"I really wrote this. I don't know why Mr. Cheng has it. Maybe he copied it." Ji Songxian felt a little relieved, and said with his hands outstretched.

The smile in Cheng Huaijin's eyes was even stronger: "So, why did Mr. Cheng say that he is not a person in this world, but a person who came from more than 1000 years later and was born by taking over the house, and this whole Tang poem was written by him at that time, and it is another book?" It was chanted by many poets in a dynasty called Tang in a time and space, and it was recorded by later generations?"

"This..." Ji Songxian really didn't know what to say. She wanted to scold Cheng Pingan. This person really didn't have a heart, or was too timid. He was frightened by Jin Yiwei and said everything, even this If you tell all these things about taking home, I'm afraid not only his life will be in danger, but also others will be hurt.

"Mr. Cheng can write, and Mrs. Ji can also write. Does it mean that Mrs. Ji was also taken away by someone else?" Cheng Huaijin got up and approached Ji Songxian step by step, her voice slightly raised, with a stern look in it, listening to Ji Songxian's ears There was a thunderclap on the side: "What kind of evildoer are you, why did you take away the body of Ji's wife?"

"I'm not a monster." Ji Songxian was terrified, and subconsciously shouted, and she almost confessed everything at this moment.

However, at the moment when she was about to tell the story, a clear stream flashed through her mind, and Ji Songxian calmed down suddenly, and her heart was at ease. She looked up at Cheng Huaijin, her face must be calm and indifferent: "I It's the youngest daughter of the Ji family, she wasn't taken away by some monster, but, it's strange to say, you... I'm afraid you won't believe it."

"Say." Another word sounded, slightly annoyed and confused.

Cheng Huaijin was full of doubts. He used deceptive tricks when he asked the question just now. Not to mention a delicate woman like Ji Songxian, no matter how determined a man is, he can't help but reveal the truth, but Ji Songxian doesn't seem to do it What moved me was that this girl was too strong-willed, or did she have some ability to hide from others?

"I..." Ji Songxian seemed to be frightened, he sat up and didn't dare to move, his voice became softer: "I don't know what's going on, Mr. Cheng said he wanted to take me as a concubine, and he always found me at home to make trouble. I made an engagement with the Jing family since I was a child, but when people in the Jing family found out, Mr. Jing wrote a document to withdraw the marriage. I couldn't bear the humiliation for a while and committed suicide. Who, who knew that I didn't die, but in the end..."

"What's the result?" Cheng Huaijin had already stood in front of Ji Songxian at this time, very close to her, looking down at her condescendingly, which made Ji Songxian feel even more terrified and at a loss: "It turns out that I seem to know something suddenly , I don’t know how it happened, I just know that Cheng, Mr. Cheng was taken away by people more than 1000 years later, and I also know that the poems he wrote before were all copied, so I don’t remember any poems Yes, later on, the memory became clearer and clearer. Because I hated being entangled with the young master and I was humiliated, I wanted to cut off his retreat, so I copied these poems and spread them around, so that he could no longer write poems. , I see how he spreads the reputation of being romantic and talented."

At the end, Ji Songxian almost gritted his teeth.

Cheng Huaijin has been observing her, and saw that her description does not seem to be fake, so she asked a few more questions. Ji Songxian's answers were watertight, but Cheng Huaijin really believed her words. Although it was a bit incredible, Cheng Ping'an could Going back to more than 1000 years ago, there were things like taking homes away, not to mention Ji Songxian, who just got some memories, what's so strange?
Ji Songxian keenly felt that Cheng Huaijin believed in her, and she let go of her whole heart. After she was relieved, she felt a little strange, and couldn't help but raised her head and asked: "How do you know that Mr. Cheng was taken away by someone who will be born a thousand years later?" come?"

Speaking of this matter, people like Cheng Huaijin only found it funny, never thought that Cheng Ping'an, who was famous and talented outside, turned out to be such a frivolous, ignorant, arrogant and arrogant person.

"He came to tell me himself." Cheng Huaijin smiled.

His smile almost stunned Ji Songxian.

Cheng Huaijin has always had a serious face, and people just feel that standing with him is terribly cold and frightening, and he won't look at his facial features, but his smile shows his innocence. From an imprecise face, it has the most standard face shape like a god-man axe, with appropriate shades of eyebrows, extremely delicate eyes, a high nose bridge, and appropriate thickness of pale pink lips...

This smile, as if winter is passing and spring is coming, just like a hundred flowers blooming, it makes Ji Songxian have a warm feeling of spring breeze blowing on his face.

She couldn't help but said, darling, I was almost confused by this man's smile. In fact, this Cheng Huaijin looks a little too good, just like the poem said, whoever is young in Moshang is young enough. Merry.

At the moment when Ji Songxian was in a daze, Cheng Huaijin pulled a chair and sat down opposite her. The two sat very close. If they were closer, their knees almost touched. When Ji Songxian came to his senses, it was too late to back away. up.

Cheng Huaijin said with a slight smile on his face: "Then Cheng Pingan didn't know how to think about it, he ran to Jinyiwei to ask me about my background, I flattered him a few words, and he said everything He said that he came from a thousand years later, insisted that I was the same, and said that he would cooperate with me to do some great things from now on. I answered a few words, and he took it seriously..."

The more Cheng Huaijin said, the more sweat broke out on Ji Songxian's forehead, this Cheng Ping'an was really... She was really blind before, how could she be deceived by such frivolity, and ended up in such a tragic end .

"A few days ago, Cheng Pingan came over suddenly, insisting that I wrote all Tang poems to compete with him, but I didn't understand. After thinking about it for a long time, I realized what was going on. He was charged with a crime, so he asked the people below to investigate, but it turned out that the poem manuscript was made by Mrs. Ji, so he had to invite Mrs. Ji to ask what was going on. People fight for the name of profit."

Cheng Huaijin told the whole story without haste, Ji Songxian gritted his teeth, scolded Cheng Pingan a lot in his heart, and the villain in his heart also beat up Cheng Pingan eight hundred times. Yu Yu, when he plagiarized his poems, he didn't say that he had regretted it, but he justly blamed others for plagiarism. Why is it that all the good things in the world are taken by you, and only you are allowed to copy them, but no one else is allowed to copy them?

Cheng Huaijin looked at Ji Songxian, with a deeper smile in her eyes. When she was in a daze, she inadvertently touched her hand, narrowed her eyes slightly, like a stealing cat, and was slightly satisfied: "That is, he believes that If I have a history with him, I will take care of these things in the future."

"Ah?" Ji Songxian was shocked again, and looked up at Cheng Huaijin in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)