MTL - The Words of the Number One-Chapter 8 close the net

Zikou didn't hear the lingering love story she wanted to hear, so she moaned dissatisfied. I lay on the bed and looked up at the ceiling, many long memories came and went in my mind.

In fact, I often think of him, even if it was fourteen years ago.

During those three days, he would come to accompany me during the day, and at night he was going to help play music at the banquet, and I sat in the courtyard, watching the fireworks while waiting for him.

When he was not playing the piano, he would tell me stories, many stories, the huge world outside the palace city, hundreds of vassal kingdoms, the mythical south and north, the end of the world.

When I met him, I realized how big the world is.

As for the song "Taoyao", after I knew how to sing it, Ayao smiled and praised me for singing well, but when I saw his bright smiling eyes, I burst into tears.

When my mother passed away, I didn't know what else to do for her. I wasn't even sad, at most I was at a loss.

At that time, I suddenly thought that it would be great if I could learn this piece earlier, so that I could sing it to her before she died. She likes this song very much, she must be very happy.

Maybe she will smile and bend her eyes, and praise me for singing well. Smiling softly like him, complimenting me on a job well done.

I suddenly felt very uncomfortable, I don't know what is the meaning of living, obviously no one in this world loves me anymore.

A Yao comforted me and said, "Love yourself well, isn't there someone who loves you in this world? To you, you are the most precious person in the world."

I looked up at him, his smile was bright and gentle.

That seemed to be the first time, the only time, someone told me that I was valuable.

Later, I followed what he said, love myself the most in this world, and live only loving myself. When I was young, I was lonely and afraid countless times, or when I was desperate, I always thought of his words, thinking that if I died, no one in this world would remember me, so I persisted like this.

I only saw this man for three days, but I remembered him for fourteen years.

Where is he, is he still alive, is he doing well? If he sees me now, he will be very disappointed. The girl he had treated tenderly out of kindness hadn't become a kind person like him.

But he probably doesn't remember me anymore.

"But, Sister Azhi." Zikou finished moaning, turned around and lay down next to my pillow, looked at me and said, "Sister, your eyes are different when you talk about that person. You must like it very much." He, it's nice to have a sweetheart."

I rubbed her head with a smile and said softly, "Go to sleep."

The king of the Fan Kingdom is old, obsessed with asking immortals and not paying attention to state affairs, the prime minister recommended an "immortal" to the monarch, and the monarch listened to the immortal's words for treatment whenever he was ill. Before Ji Yu came, the monarch was unwell, and the immortal said that the monarch's fate was fire and that he should not meet with people whose fate was in conflict.

Ji Yu's birth date is water, so she was naturally excluded from the monarch's guests. Su Cheng often went to see Fan Jun, and it didn't take long for the "immortal" to offend Su Cheng and make Fan Jun angry. At this time, evidence of his corruption and donations and disrespect to the monarch surfaced, and Fan Jun was furious. The fairy's head even angered the prime minister.

I don't know how Ji Yu did it. After threatening Zi Chen, I handed him over to Ji Yu. Presumably he provided Ji Yu with a lot of evidence against the immortal. Ji Yu carefully selected a few, with Su Cheng as the trigger point of the crack, and arranged them one by one, so that they could achieve the best effect after being triggered.

As a result, Ji Yu can finally meet Fan Jun.

Xia Wan, Lingshang and I worked together to arrange the clothes for Ji Yu to meet the monarch. Xia Wan took out the clothes from the box and spread them on the table. Lingshang took a copper pot filled with boiling water and ironed them. Wrinkles in clothes.

I've always been extremely flustered and clumsy about such things, and I'm lucky not to ruin my clothes. Fortunately, Xia Wan asked me to boil the water and didn't let me do more detailed work.

Lingshang has a hot temper and is a good hand at work. She has quick hands and feet, but she does things very appropriately. She takes care of Ji Yu's daily life in every possible way.

"My lord meets you, can you go with me?" Xia Wan asked me while tidying up.

I fanned the small stove, heard the words and replied: "Young Master ordered me to accompany you."

"Young master's lobbying is the most exciting. Before someone argued with you in court, eight people didn't say that you are alone, and there are others who were choked. I laughed so hard... Anyway, Ah Zhi will find out tomorrow." Lingshang went to get the clothes from the closet, and just as he finished speaking, he answered a small exclamation: "Oh, there are still some small clothes here."

"You opened the wrong box, it's on the other side." Xia Wan walked over and pointed to a box next to her. Ling Chang looked at those little clothes for a long time, and laughed happily: "Is this the clothes you wore when you were young, Miss Wan, is it your collection?"

Xia Wan didn't deny it either, she turned her head and smiled: "He grows up too fast every year, I'm afraid I'll forget what he looked like when he was young."

Lingshang sighed twice, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that I came late, the young master is already the young master Pian Pian."

"It's good to come late. How can you bear your temper when you suffered those things in the early years?"

Xia Wan looked at me as she spoke, I looked at them and concentrated on fanning the small stove. Xia Wan put those little clothes away and closed the lid of the box, and sighed: "He has really changed a lot these years."

Lingshang and Xia Wan said a few more words, then she took her clothes and came over, she stopped in surprise when she passed me: "A Zhi, are you feeling unwell? Why are you shaking?"

I straightened up and stretched my muscles and bones: "After squatting for a long time, my body is numb."

I didn't do much work that day, but I felt very tired. Even though I was so tired, I couldn't fall asleep early at night. I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling, listening to Zikou's steady breathing until the east gradually turned white. When it was almost dawn, I finally fell into a dream in a daze, and in the dream I saw A Yao.

I haven't dreamed about him in years.

He was still standing in front of me as he was fourteen years ago, wearing a goose-yellow dress and holding a qin that was taller than him. He was good-looking and even better when he smiled, with a pair of clear amber eyes.

He was two steps away from me, I took a step forward but he took a step back.

He said to me - I'm sorry.

I don't know why he said sorry.

He just looked at me, looked at me warmly and sadly, and never said a word.

The dream came to an abrupt end here. When I woke up, Zikou called my name. She said I was shaking and she was a little worried about me.

"Did you have a nightmare?" she asked me.

I nodded, thought about it but suddenly laughed. I patted Zikou on the shoulder and said, "It's been so many years, and there's still something in this world that can scare me."

"Dreams are just dreams, don't be afraid." Zikou said firmly.

I looked into her eyes and smiled: "Yeah."

Today, Changle, Mo Xiaonansu and I accompanied Ji Yu to meet Fan Jun. He was dressed elegantly and smiled appropriately, both modest and majestic.

Fan Jun is a bit lazy, it is rumored that he is not interested in political affairs, it seems to be true. After the two parties exchanged greetings and sat down, Fan Jun leaned on the back of the gold silk chair and said slowly: "I have heard for a long time that the young master has a wonderful strategy, so I will listen to it."

Ji Yu saluted and said with a smile: "I don't dare to do strange strategies, but there is a recipe for longevity, which I dedicate to your majesty."

Fan Jun's eyes lit up as soon as he heard "Longevity", and he sat upright, no longer in a lazy posture, and said eagerly, "Sir, please tell me."

I saw the smile in Ji Yu's eyes, Fan Jun was hooked. To be known as the number one lobbyist in the world, Ji Yu has his own skills. He said that Yu Guo had captured a thousand-year-old tortoise when he founded the country, and it has been enshrined to this day, so the king of Yu State has always lived a long life. It may be disrespectful to the gods to rob the gods by force, but if Fan Guo can save the rest of the country from fire and water, it is logical to ask them to offer this gods.

The prime minister advocated that this year's Fan State had a flood and the harvest was not good. At this time, going to war is a waste of people and money, so we should recharge our batteries. Ji Yudao said that the state of Wu was arrogant, so there would be no time for Fan to recharge his batteries. At that time, he captured Yu and gained Yu's granary, so he would inevitably attack the neighboring Fan, and it would be too late to fight again. Just like crossing a river, the enemy is at its weakest when it is in the river, and it is easy to win by attacking. The enemy has already crossed the river and comes to form an array, the most imposing, and it is too late to send troops.

The prime minister also said that the army of Wu and Zhao was so powerful that even if Fan Guo helped Yu, they would not be able to win.

Ji Yu retorted that although the army of Wu and Zhao was aggressive, it was a different dream in the same bed. If the alliance between the two countries could be broken, victory would be easy.

I saw him state the pros and cons of his situation in a few words, and lightly seduce people's hearts. When those strategies and situations came out of his mouth, it was like a fruit wrapped in honey and turned into an attractive candied fruit. Fan Jun's emotional changes were completely under his control, every time he frowned and every time he laughed, he responded in his own way. He attacked the city and plundered the land like this, watching Fan Jun being moved by his words step by step.

Lobbyist, attack the heart first.

His delicate words drifted through my mind without leaving any weight. I just looked at him carefully, looked at his eyes, bridge of nose, lips, jawline, and listened to his rising and sometimes low ending voice. All the strange and familiar details.

Perhaps because of too little sleep, my thinking became difficult and sluggish. These fragmented images are entangled in my mind, and I seem to be running on a dark road until the end of the road.

After nearly two hours of debate, Ji Yu won a complete victory. Fan Jun agreed to send troops and gave him a large reward, which he accepted with a smile. The prime minister looked down and bowed to leave.

Fan Jun Qiuxian asked that in all these years, the prime minister has always presided over the government affairs. In the past few years, Fan Jun spent an unknown amount of money on celestial medicine and immortal art, until the prime minister recommended "immortals" to Fan Jun, and Fan Jun restrained himself a bit.

Although the prime minister said he was being arbitrary, he did his best. Although he had a quarrel with the Hou's mansion, he did not target Xiang Shaoya in the matter of sending troops. Flooding is serious in Fan country this year, the Prime Minister knows the benefits best, and sending troops to the rest of the country is like a gamble on the fate of the country. He doesn't want to gamble.

When we went out with Ji Yu, Su Cheng was already waiting at the door, she said a few words to Ji Yu, her eyes could not stop smiling.

What a poor girl, I thought.

When I returned to the Hou Mansion, I ran into Zi Chen. He is a busy man, and we have rarely seen each other since the conversation that debunked his identity. This time we met on the corridor in the garden. After he was stunned for a moment, he laughed, his expression as usual: "Miss Ah Zhi."

Still looks like a clean and sunny boy.

So I also nodded.

We were on the same road, and after walking together for a while, he suddenly looked at me: "Can I ask you a question?"

His tone is relaxed. I turned to look at him and motioned for him to continue.

"Since when did you start to doubt me?"

He had indeed behaved harmlessly to humans and animals from the very beginning. Master Xiang suspected that the inner ghost was a permanent resident of the mansion, and he also removed most of the suspicion for him. Logically, no matter how suspicious he was, it should not be on him.

I thought about it and replied, "From the very beginning, when you first spoke to me."

He raised his eyebrows: "Young Master Ji Yu's dust-cleaning banquet?"

"yes."

"Why?"

I turned around and looked into his eyes, and smiled slightly: "You take the initiative to talk to me and are very curious about me, so I think you are not ordinary."

In the eyes of ordinary people, I am nothing more than an ordinary woman. There are many people who meet me and don’t remember what I look like, and even more people who talk to me many times and don’t remember who I am. No one will Take the initiative to put your mind on me.

In my short twenty-one-year life, the people who can notice me at a glance are all my kind.

He was a little puzzled, but he quickly stretched his brows and said with a smile: "It's so."

I was silent for a moment, then asked, "Can I ask you a question too?"

He nodded: "You say."

I stood facing him in the middle of the garden, looking into his eyes.

"Why do you like Lord Xiang?"

He was a little surprised, his face turned pale at first, and then gradually turned red. It is very green and beautiful in the background of a fiery red maple leaf.

I admired the change in his face. I thought he was good at pretending to be deep-minded, but I forgot that he was only seventeen years old. It turns out that love is something that cannot be hidden, even for a small work.

I think Xiang Shaoya came here because he knew that Zichen admired him, so he never had any doubts.

"I've already answered your question." Seeing he hesitated, I said.

He lowered his eyes, thinking of something, and smiled softly: "Miss Ah Zhi, I entered the mansion at the age of six, and I didn't know that my parents were alive and in the hands of the prime minister until I was ten. At the beginning, I was real."

He looked up at me with sad and helpless eyes.

"I've been by his side for eleven years, and the girl can see what kind of person he is. Such an excellent person belongs to me and treats me well. How could I not like him."

I was silent.

Xiang Shaoya is bold, bold and handsome, and his uprightness is rare among the nobles I have met. Such a person is willing to make an exception for Zichen, and let down his beloved little wife for Zichen, so Zichen is naturally moved.

I asked, "Even if you are the same man as him, even if you are a secret agent?"

"Yes." His answer was firm.

"No matter what I am, I should like him very much."

I looked at him, looking at the bright and sad eyes in the autumn, I felt that my running on that dark road finally hit the wall, my head was bloody, painful but awake.

I've got to find out if it's true.