Chapter 77 Chapter 77 "Ah Xian, I forgive you." ...
If it weren't for the blessing of her mother's spirit, she would have paid the price, right?
Zhang Jingxian had a feeling of suspense in her heart. This was a question she had thought about countless times since her rebirth.
As I was thinking about it, I started to daydream at an inappropriate time.
Xie Yun thought she was a bit foolish. He pursed his thin lips and spoke coldly, "Since Ah Xian is by my side, who would dare to hurt you? If there really is that person, I will tear him into pieces and feed him to stray dogs, never to bury him."
What people fear most during life is death, and what they fear most after death is that their souls have no place to return to.
The words Xie Yun said lightly were even more vicious than "Hun Wu Gui Xi". When Zhang Jingxian heard it, her body trembled instinctively.
"My dear, I was just saying it casually." She wanted to end the topic immediately.
"Don't worry, Ah Xian, I will save you no matter what danger you encounter." Wasn't he the one she saved?
Xie Yun's gaze was fixed on her face, with a hint of tenderness in it. As expected, she was still afraid. She was telling herself in a disguised way that she felt insecure.
"Once this is over, I'll take you back to Changling."
Changling has mountains and water. He can build a few wooden houses for her in the manor at the foot of the mountain, plant fruit trees, and hang a swing. She will like it.
Xie Yun's tone was gentle and soft, not something she pretended to have.
Then, perhaps realizing something, his expression changed slightly and he stopped talking.
In silence, Zhang Jingxian looked up at him. Her hand, which had been covering the red marks with pearl powder, was still weak. She whispered, "My dear, let's go somewhere else."
When she went to Jiankang in her previous life, because she lived in a completely different direction from the Xie family, not only had she not seen the Zhaixing Terrace, she had also not seen other more exquisite and magnificent buildings with her own eyes.
The famous Quchi and Wenxin Pavilion are nearby.
What's there to see in a broken pond and an old pavilion?
When Xie Yun heard her talk about where she wanted to go, she replied demurely, "Well, I've only been there when I was young. Let's go."
He was surprisingly easy to talk to and rode forward.
The road ahead was clear, and Zhang Jingxian rode her pony silently behind him.
Soon, the golden roof of the Star-Picking Terrace disappeared from her sight, but as Shu Jian said when he entered the city, some things remain in their original place and have not actually changed at all.
It will only become the people who see it.
I didn't take it seriously before, but later everyone knelt down in the cold golden light and blood, and they had to pay with their lives.
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Zhang Jingxian went to Quchi and Wenxin Pavilion one by one. As a peasant girl who had never seen the world, she looked at them very carefully and asked questions about the things she didn't understand.
After learning and memorizing a few allusions, they went to the moat again.
Hearing the sound of people carrying loads and hawking goods not far away, Zhang Jingxian left the colt in the care of Xie Yun and walked over.
Unlike the villagers in Xishan Village, they only meet a peddler when they are lucky.
Jiankang City has a developed business, with numerous vendors who can be seen everywhere. There are also servants from officials' homes who set up stalls to sell their masters' writings.
Zhang Jingxian was thirsty, but she didn't have a water bag with her. As soon as she reached the place where vendors gathered, she went straight to the stall selling drinks.
It was early autumn, neither too hot nor too cold, and many people were out enjoying themselves by the moat: nobles, scholars, commoners, and even their servants.
Across the carriages and people, Xie Yun quietly watched her huddled together with common people or servants of aristocratic families, buying drinks in bamboo tubes, fresh fruits such as dates and oranges, roasted meat and pickled fish.
Finally, the peasant girl returned home with a full load.
She even bought a mat, spread it on the grass under the tree, and asked Xie Yun to sit on it.
"My dear, you and I can't go into the tavern with our horses, so why don't we just enjoy the scenery and eat here?" Zhang Jingxian sat opposite him and handed him one of the bamboo tubes.
It contained a sour drink made from plums, which she had already smelled.
Beside them, the colt and the black horse, Tamo, ate the grass growing by the moat. Xie Yun lowered his eyes and took a sip of the plum drink, then suddenly said that he should add some homemade honey to it, for a more delicious sour and sweet taste.
"Yes, judging by the time, the beehives in the valley should be full of honey."
Zhang Jingxian arranged fresh fruits, roasted meat and other items on the mat, and recalled her home at the foot of the mountain, feeling lost for a moment.
In autumn, it is time to pay land taxes and fines. I wonder how Xishan Village is doing.
The atmosphere fell into silence. She unconsciously picked up a piece of roasted meat with wooden chopsticks and put it in her mouth. It tasted fragrant and a little spicy.
She had enough money on her, so she gave the vendor a few extra coins and asked him to sprinkle a layer of dogwood and spicy vegetable powder on the roasted meat.
"Is it delicious?" The always picky Xie Shijun asked, staring at her lips, his dark eyes fixed and motionless.
"Very beautiful!" Zhang Jingxian came back to her senses, nodded heavily, her lips glowing with a rosy luster.
She wanted to say that he could try it himself and find out what flavor it was that he preferred.
But just as Zhang Jingxian's lips opened a crack, a heavy shadow fell over them. With the help of leaves and two horses as a cover, he kissed the corner of her lips.
Then, he gently sucked her rosy lips and forcefully forced his way into the slit, confusing and controlling her breathing and mind.
After a long time, Xie Yun let her go and chuckled softly, "Ah Xian is right, it tastes delicious."
After a pause, he stared straight into her watery eyes and continued.
"Ah Xian, I forgive you."
Xie Yun forgave her for the abuse she had done to him, simply because she made him feel unprecedented love when she entered Jiankang City.
Especially today, almost everything she said was what he wanted to hear, and almost everything she did was what he dreamed of.
So, Xie Yun decided to forgive her.
When he returned to Changling, he thought of this, his eyes deepened, and he excitedly suppressed the burning impulse.
"My dear, let's go to the market in the afternoon."
When Zhang Jingxian heard him say that he forgave her, she just said "hmm", but she didn't owe him anything in the first place.
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The foal followed the two humans until dusk before returning to the Xie family. As a horse, it had a full understanding of the prosperity of Jiankang City.
I was so lucky to have visited this famous place and taken a stroll around the market.
Lying in the stable, the foal opened its big eyes and watched the humans leave, its tail swaying behind it.
Xie Yun sent him to the door. Zhang Jingxian yawned pretending to be tired and told him that she was too tired and wanted to rest.
"My dear, thank you for today. You see, I won't run away so easily again."
She curled her eyes and said slowly, "I believe my husband will ensure the safe return of my cousin and the villagers."
Upon hearing this, Xie Yun almost immediately stepped forward, held her shoulders, lowered his eyes and instructed, "Stay in your room tonight and don't move around."
It was another night, but this time he was the one taking the initiative, confident of victory, and there was no need for her to worry about him.
"good."
Zhang Jingxian nodded. It was certainly not her place as a small guest to ask about the internal affairs of the Xie family. She was not worried at all. After all, Xie Ping, who had harmed her in her previous life, had died of a cold.
Xie Yun leaned over and hugged her, and put his thin lips to her ear and said affectionately that he would find a chance for her to meet her uncle. "Ah Xian likes to read your uncle's collection of essays. Your uncle will definitely be very happy to know."
"……good."
The woman's voice was a little weak, but unfortunately he didn't notice anything unusual and turned away.
Zhang Jingxian walked quickly into the room and closed the door with no expression on her face. She would meet Prime Minister Xie, but not through him.
“Chiu!”
When the oriole saw its human friend, it chirped loudly, but did not flap its wings and fly over.
Zhang Jingxian looked towards the chirping bird, her body paused, and she hurried over to open the door of the wooden cage. What was going on? She had clearly placed the wooden cage in the corner.
Moreover, the door of the wooden cage was never closed.
The yellow oriole flew out of the cage, and picked up another white feather in its mouth, as if it had complained that day.
Zhang Jingxian took the feather and was stunned. There was a line of words written on the feather, "Prime Minister, tomorrow morning, by the clear pool."
This is Gong Chengyue's handwriting.
She closed her eyes and smiled faintly, knowing that she had finally waited for the opportunity. That was good, she didn't want to be a liar for long.
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Xie Yun went to the study in Hemingyuan. Shu Jian opened the door for him personally and watched his tall figure walk into the room.
Two rows of graceful cranes stood quietly by, their beaks holding copper lamps that illuminated the room as if it were daytime. People walked onto the polished floor, casting shadows one after another.
Sometimes long, sometimes short, sometimes far, sometimes near.
Xie Yun glanced around casually. His parents and uncles were all there, with his elder brother Xie Ping and elder sister Xie Fuyun sitting at the bottom, facing each other.
"Qillang is here, please sit down." Xie Li smiled at his nephew and pointed to the seat next to him.
Xie Yun nodded and sat down calmly.
"Bring the person up." The huge room was unusually quiet. Xie Li waited for a while and then gave instructions to the person behind him.
The disheveled counselor Mr. Lin was forced to kneel on the ground. When Xie Ping saw him, he knew that the game was over. Without a word of argument, he bowed his head and confessed his guilt.
He was jealous of his younger brother because his talent and reputation surpassed his own. So when his wife's family in Nanjun was pregnant, he used the excuse that he was in Jiankang and could not go, and wrote a letter to ask his younger brother Xie Yun to attend the banquet on his behalf.
When Xie Yun returned to Changling County from Nanjun, he ordered people to hunt him down, leaving Xie Yun's life and death unknown.
"Evil son!" Xie Jin, the father of Xie Yun and Xie Ping, became furious upon hearing this and kicked his eldest son Xie Ping.
Xie Jin's wife, Mrs. Ruan, just sighed.
Seeing his parents' reactions, Xie Ping moved his lips but said nothing.
He did not regret what he had done, but instead felt proud. He was just one step away from success. Once Xie Yun died, even if his uncle suspected him, he would definitely not take action against him.
Because it is impossible for a father and mother to lose two legitimate sons at the same time.
But Xie Yun didn’t die. How come he didn’t die?
"Brother, are you disappointed I returned alive? Not only did they capture your advisor, but they also ruined the reputation of the virtuous son of the Xie family," Xie Yun said with a smile. The governor of Wuling County and Xu Ziji were surprised to learn that the son of the Xie family was a beast. "I really want you to see the expressions on their faces," he said.
Xie Ping looked at him coldly without saying a word.
Xie Yun stood up and stomped his foot mercilessly on Xie Ping's palm. He said calmly, "My legs are almost broken. Big brother, you are so cruel."
Just when the people in the room thought he was going to cripple Xie Ping's hand, he looked down at Xie Ping and asked him, "What benefit did Xiao Chongdao give you by killing me?"
Xiao Chongdao, the King of Donghai, was the person Xie Yun hated the most in his life. And vice versa.
Xie Fujun suddenly clenched the wine glass in his hand, turned to look at his father and uncle, and said with a hint of pleading.
However, the result disappointed her. Xie Jin frowned and said nothing. Xie Li looked at the two nephews in the hall with warm eyes and said only one sentence, "Qi Lang, this is the end."
The King of Donghai cannot move for the time being. Not only that, Xie Li, Xie Jin and others secretly condone his dealings with Xie Ping.
Since ancient times, long-lived aristocratic families have never placed their hopes on one place. The Chao family, the royal Xiao family, and Xie Li himself all have their own focus.
So Xie Ping will not die.
"Qillang, just tell me what you want, and your uncle will do his best to satisfy you." Of course, Xie Li would not let his nephew who had escaped death be wronged. In the Xie family, the youngest he valued most was Xie Yun.
"Four years ago, my eldest brother intercepted a group of soldiers to form his own private army. Uncle, you might as well check whether those people are now under my eldest brother's command or have entered Xiao Chongdao's fiefdom. No matter where they are, Changling wants them."
Xie Yun's black eyes looked straight at Xie Li who was sitting above him. If his uncle had not forbidden it, he would have had countless opportunities to take Xiao Chongdao's life over the years.
"Okay, uncle promises you. Also, all the people and estates under your elder brother's name will belong to you, Qilang. From now on, your elder brother will never show up in public again."
Xie Li asked him if he was satisfied, and Xie Yun responded respectfully with an indifferent expression.
The result was expected long ago, no surprise or joy.
Before today, he might have harbored a cruel desire for revenge, and neither Xie Ping nor Xiao Chongdao would have been able to escape, but today happened to be the day, and Xie Yun just felt bored.
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At night, Zhang Jingxian, who was already asleep, seemed to smell a faint smell of blood. She woke up with a frown, opened the window and looked out.
Everything was normal, there was no glaring fire and no sound of fighting.
So she went back to the couch and fell asleep again.
The next day, as soon as it was light, Zhang Jingxian hurriedly got dressed and washed.
Then she nervously pushed open the inner door, holding a volume of collected works, and walked along the path leading to the clear pond.
The fact was, she had arrived too early, and the hazy, clear pond was deserted, with only a school of vigilant fish swimming around.
One of the big black fish saw that Zhang Jingxian was the only human around, so it arrogantly sprayed water at her. It had not forgotten everything this human had done to it.
"We were even yesterday. I caught you and you took revenge. Fish can't be unreasonable." Zhang Jingxian spoke seriously to the big black fish. The big black fish hesitated for a moment and suddenly swam away.
She suddenly turned around and saw Prime Minister Xie wearing a long robe with wide sleeves, also holding a book in his hand, walking towards her with a warm smile.
"Ah Xian, can I call you that?"
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