It shows that gold is stagnant.
The scar was ferocious and winding, starting from the collarbone and ending at the larynx. It was not difficult to imagine how ferocious and dangerous such a scar must have been.
Xianjin's ten thousand questions were choked in his throat and melted into a long sigh.
Qiao Hui smiled and tilted his head to button up his clothes one by one, "It's all over."
"I am still alive, but the person who chopped me down has long been torn into pieces and has become food for the East China Sea hairtail."
The tone and demeanor were both light and airy, and the words were still the same as before... pretentious.
Xianjin smiled helplessly and shook his head, "Have you had any grudges with Hairtail in the past two years?"
CUE has fish on his collar more times than he has buttons on his collar.
The angle of Qiao Hui's lips was almost raised to its maximum. He turned his head and hid his smile in the darkness. The dense and fine rustling sound of his footsteps on the pine needles sounded like the harmony of a hoarse voice, "...The thatched cottage is in front. Do you want to go and have a look?"
Xianjin thought it was unsafe for Qiao Hui outside, so he followed Qiao Hui and walked quickly inside.
The two walked along the way, and after three steps they reached a thatched cottage that they were both very familiar with.
The scholar who was sweeping the floor was perhaps afraid of the red seal on the door. The weeds here were half a person tall, and moist and dense moss was climbing up under the eaves of the corners. The window frames had not been oiled for a long time, and the wood was cracked like a spider web. The red paint had lost its original brightness, leaving only a stubborn residual color.
Qiao Hui lowered his eyes and gently stroked the bookshelf covered with a thick layer of dust with his fingertips. The books were densely packed, and through the gaps in the diagonal lines, he saw the half-faint silhouette of a girl standing sideways not far away, concentrating on blowing away the dust.
The edges of the girl's figure were mixed with light, like frost and snow mixed with strong liquor, brewing into two lamps of tenderness for the winter.
Qiao Hui greedily let his eyes run wild.
Xianjin stuck out her butt, put her head on the book on the bottom shelf, and searched back and forth behind the bookshelf with one hand. Finally, she found the cheat sheet that she had hidden behind the "A" bookshelf. She breathed a sigh of relief - she was so scared that if she couldn't find it, her knees would be swollen from kneeling in punishment from Teacher Qiao!
Xianjin looked back and saw Qiao Hui's figure approaching like an oppressive mountain.
Qiao Hui reached out from behind the bookshelf and took out a pot of wine. He took a few quick steps and brought Xianjin to a clean table. An oilcloth lantern was hanging by the window frame. A clean futon appeared in front of Xianjin. "Sit down."
Qiao Hui uncorked the wine and sat down casually.
The two of them sat on the ground, and the aroma of the aged sauce spread in the cold moonlight.
"You are in Xiaozhong and can't drink, but can you accompany me?" Qiao Hui's eyes were like a broken glass under the swaying dim light.
Xianjin smiled and sat down, "You drink and I watch, you talk and I listen."
Many things are still hidden in the snow.
For example, why did the former prefect of Yingtian Prefecture suddenly attack?
For example, what exactly happened in Fujian?
For example, what is the current situation of the Qiao family?
What’s more important is, how have Qiao Hui and Director Qiao been spending the past few years?
Qiao Hui finally came back safe and sound, Yingtian Prefecture's attitude towards the Qiao family softened, and after the beginning of this year, I heard from Mother Zhang that the price of dried seafood is much cheaper than in the previous two years... These are all signs of a turnaround.
But what is the process?
Xian Jin sat upright, ready for battle.
Qiao Hui nodded, raised his head and took a sip of wine, looking at the wall not far away, as if he was considering his words. After a long time, he spoke, "One move affects the whole body. All the actions of Nanzhili, Xuancheng Prefecture and even the small Jing County are related to..."
Qiao Hui pointed upwards, "Inseparable."
The young man had a peaceful expression, and all his sharpness seemed to be hidden in his deep and calm eyes.
Like a piece of unpolished jade, after years of polishing and removal of all dross, it finally reveals its gentle yet shining core.
It's like a knife. After being sharpened, the hot blade stirs up thousands of waves in the water, and then returns from being red and hot to calm and introverted.
This kind of Qiao Hui makes Xianjin feel a little unfamiliar.
Xianjin nodded slightly, motioning Qiao Hui to continue.
"Li Gelao advocated Neo-Confucianism. Due to his advanced age, he acted rather radically. He could not wait to clear the way for newcomers a few years before his retirement. Coincidentally, Emperor Zhaode was tired of being controlled by the chess game left by Emperor Xun and Grand Princess Bai'an. The two hit it off and started 'reform' in the court."
Qiao Hui raised his head and took another sip of wine.
"It just so happens that the Japanese invaders from the southeast are coming, and the Grand Princess intends to keep a low profile. Now, it has only been more than ten years since the Baiduo Rebellion, and the primary goal should be to promote the development of all industries and the well-being of the people. The Japanese are just coming to test us every now and then, and we really shouldn't put the cart before the horse;"
"And the Neo-Confucian reformists, led by Li Gelao, insist on promoting the power of the Great Wei, and fighting back with a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye. If someone throws a stone, I will return it with blood and tears. I must defeat the Japanese."
What he meant was that the neighbor next door was causing trouble for no reason, and Lord Li wanted to strike back hard, but the Grand Princess suggested that the neighbor just stay in a low position and develop in a low profile, resulting in a disagreement between the two parties in power.
Qiao Hui smiled, and the young man's face seemed to be shining. "Everyone knows that this is just an excuse for the two factions to fight. Whoever's opinion is adopted means that the east wind has prevailed over the west wind - that faction has won."
Xianjin nodded, "Lord Li won."
Qiao Hui shook his head slightly, "It was a draw. We are going to go to war, but we chose Ningyuan Hou who is close to the Xinxue school to lead the army."
The young man picked up the brown-glazed wine pot, rubbed his fingertips back and forth on the bottle, and continued, "The facts proved that the Grand Princess's judgment was correct. The rash expedition resulted in the army and horses moving forward without food and grass, and the Ningyuan Marquis had a hard time. What's more, fighting at sea is the Japanese's strength. In just one month, the Southeast Marquis fell into a trap deliberately set by the Japanese, the fleet was rammed and scattered, and more than 500 of his personal soldiers were stranded on a deserted island. For a while, there was no news."
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