MTL - The Words of the Number One-Chapter 33 brother

Shen Baiwu and his younger brother have always had a deep brotherly relationship, and now that his younger brother has inherited the throne, many people have come to visit Shen Baiwu's place. In the future, if they have something to ask for King Zhao, they can ask Shen Baiwu to help him say a few words. So once Shen Baiwu invited guests to a banquet, almost no one would refuse.

Even Ji Yu, who has a more sensitive identity, was present at the banquet.

But everyone in the world knows that Mr. Ji Yu and Mr. Baiwu are close friends, and Shen Baiwu also said that Ji Yu just came to visit him, so the nobles cooperated and pretended to be stupid.

The banquet started at noon, and many people came early in the morning. When I was walking on the promenade, I had to bow my head and bow to avoid it from time to time. The clothes of the visitors were more expensive than the gorgeous gifts, and the gifts were more expensive than the gold ones, which was enough to show Shen Baiwu's hotness.

I took the washed clothes with Lingshang starch to Ji Yu's room, but on the way, I bumped into a team of gift-giving teams. I was about to give way to the side of the road as usual, but the person at the front of the line grabbed my wrist. He grabbed me so suddenly that I immediately grabbed the precarious clothes with my other hand before they fell to the floor.

The person who held me was shaken by shock, and sighed, "You...are you still alive?"

I looked up and saw that this man was about the same age as Ji Yu, tall and slightly fat, with a good appearance, but there was a gloomy look between his brows.

This is a familiar face.

I was stunned for a moment, then pulled my hand out of his hand and said with a smile: "I'm afraid this nobleman has admitted the wrong person."

He frowned as if he wanted to say something, glanced at the servants next to him, swallowed his words, and ordered them to put presents first. When the servant left and there was no one around, he circled around me and said with certainty, "You are Jiujiu."

I laugh while saying nothing. To be honest, since I was a child, I dislike hearing him call me Jiujiu, which probably indicates the ridicule and teasing that will follow.

This long-lost old man is my third elder brother Jiang Sanzhi, the eldest son of the father is also the eldest son, if the state of Qi is still in the father's bed, he will be the king of Qi now. It's a pity that Qi State was destroyed and he escaped from the besieged city. Now he can only be regarded as a down-and-out nobleman in exile in Zhao State.

Judging by his appearance, King Zhao should have treated him well, but he was able to prepare gifts to attend Shen Baiwu's banquet.

Jiang Sanzhi looked at me as if he suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up and he pressed my shoulder, and said eagerly: "You are still alive, is that Qiqi still alive? She was not really executed, right?"

I shook my head and said lightly, "No, Qiqi is really dead."

"Are you there?"

"I'm there."

Jiang Sanzhi's face darkened, and he said in extreme disappointment, "Qiqi treated you so well and you don't know how to repay her? Why did you survive when she died?"

I still smiled on my face but sighed in my heart. This elder brother who is always the best at blaming others, I knew he would think so.

"Since you hope that Qiqi will survive so much, why didn't you take her away when you were running for your life?"

On the day the city was broken, Jiang Sanzhi pretended to run away alone. I still remember clearly how Qiqi chased him to the palace gate calling his name and begging him to take her away with him. And how he pretended not to hear, and ran away without looking back, I can see clearly.

I understand his thoughts very well, if Qiqi is too beautiful, it will be easy to reveal his identity if he takes her with him. But I think he also understands very well that after the fall of Miyagi, the inescapable period may become the plaything of the generals, and there may be an even more tragic fate.

Now it seems that he is as I expected, and he has no intention of blaming himself for this fault.

Angry flames ignited in Jiang Sanzhi's eyes when he heard the words, he raised his voice and said, "How dare you blame me, you concubine? Can I be like you? I am the eldest son of Qi, as long as I am still alive The symbol of Qi State, Qi State has the possibility of restoring the country. What about you, what can you do?"

I stared at him for a while, and couldn't help but smile. With his tone of voice, I thought he was the one who avenged Qi's revenge. It's just that I really don't have the patience to talk to him right now, so I held up the clothes in my hand and shook them in front of his eyes, saying: "I'm going to deliver the clothes, can you let me go?"

Jiang Sanzhi looked at the clothes in my hand, and smiled arrogantly: "You are really suitable for doing these things, just like your humble mother, no matter how hard she tried, she is still humble. If you beg me to recognize your identity, Then Mr. Nan Huai has always been ashamed, maybe he can marry you as a concubine..."

"Ah stop."

Ji Yu's voice came from not far away, Jiang Sanzhi turned his head and saw Ji Yu standing at the end of the corridor, smiling and walking slowly. He said to me: "I also said why your clothes are delivered so slowly, it seems that you have met a noble person."

He bowed to Jiang Sanzhi and said, "Ji Yu, this is my servant, Ah Zhi. Did she offend you in any way?"

So I walked behind Ji Yu and looked at Jiang Sanzhi over his shoulder. Jiang Sanzhi was a little surprised, he looked at Ji Yu and then at me, waved his hands and said, "It's okay."

Then he saluted Ji Yu again, and introduced himself as Jiang Sanzhi, the eldest son of Qi. Ji Yu naturally praised Jiang Sanzhi well, making Jiang Sanzhi smile happily and contentedly, and reminded Jiang Sanzhi that Shen Baiwu was looking for him, Jiang Sanzhi hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Ji Yu looked at Jiang Sanzhi's disappearing figure, and the smile on his face faded. He turned around and walked to his room, and I followed him with my clothes in my hands.

"Your elder brother never cared about you a word from the beginning to the end. It's really ruthless to ask for conditions to admit your identity."

I smiled slightly and said, "If I have any hope for him, I won't completely exclude him when planning revenge for Qi."

"You look down on him?"

"Actually, apart from being stupid and greedy, there is nothing wrong with him."

Ji Yu turned his head and looked at me, he laughed and shook his head and said, "My maid is so proud."

"That's what you taught me well." I answered fluently.

Even the revenge was accomplished by me, Qi Qi and Ji Yu's help. This brother knew nothing about it and still wanted to restore the country of Qi. In fact, when my father established Jiang Sanzhi as the eldest son, I felt that if this eldest son did not die soon, the Qi State would die in his hands sooner or later. He has never understood this point, and I don't want to explain it to him.

There is nothing but stupidity and sickness that cannot be cured in this world.

The level of playing music of the girls can be called the first in Kyushu, and the nine legatoes received the most appreciation during the banquet. The banquet was very lively and lasted until the evening. During the period, the guests threw pots and archery games.

When he woke up the next day, he got two pieces of news that Shen Baiwu was sick in bed because he was coughing up blood because he was caught in the wind during the banquet. But it's not surprising to hear that he does this once every few months.

King Zhao was very angry when he heard about it, and whipped the servants who were in charge of taking care of Shen Baiwu. It was said that the beatings were brutal. This kind of thing is not uncommon, being Shen Baiwu's servant is the most frightening, he is picky and weak, once something happens to King Zhao, he will be punished with whipping or even executed.

A dozen of Shen Baiwu's servants died because of this.

The second news is that Mr. Jiang Sanzhi was drunk and left the banquet to vomit, and somehow fell into a pond on the way back. There are often snakes in the waterway connecting the pond to the outside. When people found Jiang Sanzhi, he was entangled by several water snakes, and he was already fainted from fright.

This is really a big scandal, and the servants passed it on and adapted it, and they were very happy. When Zikou told me about this incident vividly, the version of the story has become that Jiang Sanzhi was so frightened that he lost control.

This is really a bit miserable. I was not like this when I was put into the snake cage by him when I was eight years old.

I couldn't help laughing when I heard what Zikou was saying. While shaking my head, I looked at Ji Yu who was reading a book leisurely in the pavilion ahead. He seemed to be inspired and turned his head to look at me. He put down the book with a slight smile and beckoned me to go down with him. Chess, I sat in front of him and set up the chessboard and put the chess box.

"Thank you." I said to him.

Jiang Sanzhi falling into his hands was miserable enough.

Although I no longer feel resentful because Jiang Sanzhi bullied me, I am still very happy when Ji Yu came back to help me get revenge. I even understand why this person is so keen on revenge.

Ji Yu smiled lightly, and raised her chin slightly: "No need. How can my people be bullied by him for nothing? But you have kept your edge for so many years and endured the bullying of idiots, and you can bear it."

If I really want to say it, during those years when Jiang Sanzhi teased me with bad words, I relied on A Yao to persevere. Relying on the tenderness and kindness that A Yao gave me for three days, and relying on the creed of cherishing myself that A Yao taught me.

Relying on the delusion that maybe I can see A Yao again.

I looked at him with a smile, but I just said: "Actually, he fell into my hands several times later, I'm afraid he doesn't even know now."

"Haha... I guess so." Ji Yu laughed, he leaned against the beauty in the pavilion, and looked up at me with a pair of phoenix eyes: "It doesn't matter if he finds out in the future, if he dares to bully you again, you can push back, don't feel wronged Myself. I will back you up."

"If outsiders know about this, it should be said that you are not strict in governing and I am proud of being favored."

"Well... things that reverse black and white, smoothing things out, I'm the best at it." Ji Yu's smiling eyes were a bit sly: "He will feel the unspeakable happiness of a dumb man eating Coptis chinensis."

"Then I would like to thank you in advance, my lord."

Ji Yu and I looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

After the chess game was over, Ji Yu returned to his room, and Zikou and I followed behind him. Zikou asked me in a low voice: "Sister Ah Zhi, did you win the young master?"

I shook my head and replied in a low voice: "No, I lost two pieces."

"Huh? But you look very happy."

"Is there?" I smiled and patted her on the shoulder: "Maybe the sun is better today."

I once heard that liking someone is a good thing, I didn't understand it at the time but now I seem to understand it. I feel very happy, just because he said he will support me and help me finish.

I hope the pleasure is not too obvious to me, and that he doesn't notice it.

Today is the best sunny day in early spring, and the sun is covering the entire courtyard. A group of people came from the front talking and laughing, and when they saw Ji Yu, they all stopped and saluted. Ji Yu walked past them without looking sideways. I glanced at them and was stunned for a moment. Zikou whispered, "They are Cheng Guangjun's disciples."

Today's aristocratic sons like to support scholars, and they show their abilities by the number of followers. Some people say that they have three thousand followers. Although Shen Baiwu doesn't particularly like this way, there are not a few disciples in his sect, and many people with special skills come to join him.

Seeing me looking back at them, Zikou asked me: "What's the matter, is there anyone you know, Sister Azhi?"

I identified the faces of those people one by one in my mind, and there were indeed no familiar faces.

"No."

But where did this sense of inexplicable familiarity come from?