Chapter 14 Chapter Fourteen

The assassination incident was full of turmoil, and it continued until dawn the next day. Housekeeper Zhu broke a hand and suffered heavy losses. In a rage, he ordered someone to beat Jinsi to death.Jinsi was injured before, under such a severe punishment, he died in no less than an hour, was thrown to the back mountain on a straw mat, and buried in the fish belly of Tinghu Lake. Zhuge Yue was very quiet, and had a withdrawn personality. Originally there were only two maids, Jinzhu and Jinsi, in the pavilion, who died one after another within a few days. Now there is only Chu Qiao left in the inner pavilion.She is young, less than eight years old, with an immature appearance, and there is still a little bit of milk in her voice when she speaks. No matter how capable she is, she is somewhat weird in the eyes of outsiders.In less than half a day, people in the whole house were whispering that the fourth young master in the house had followed the old way of the old man, and had also started to have an interest in young girls who hadn't grown up.

As a result, everyone treated Chu Qiao with more respect. In the afternoon, Chu Qiao was wearing a newly made white begonia-dyed cotton skirt, white camel hair boots, and two emerald green flower jades on her head. She was bouncing around by the lake in the back garden, looking cute and cute.She had just gone to the outer mansion to receive the newly delivered agarwood, when she passed a bamboo grove, a figure suddenly jumped in front of her, the person who came laughed and said: "I don't believe I can't find you!" The young master wore a royal blue robe today, and the clothes were embroidered with colorful birds. They were clusters of brocades and colorful, and he triumphantly swung the small whip in his hand, looked Chu Qiao up and down with a smile, and said, "What are you doing?" ? The weather is so good today, let’s go hunting birds.”

Chu Qiao frowned, looked at the excited look of the young master, shook her head and said, "I'm not as free as you, I still have things to do, please stay with me." After finishing speaking, she turned around and wanted to leave. "Hey, don't go, don't go." The little boy hurriedly trotted up to her, stopped in front of her with his arms outstretched, and hurriedly said, "I found you with great difficulty, and I've been in this garden all morning. How about it, you Tell me your name, which yard you are from, I will ask Zhuge Huai to ask you to come here, and you will come back with me, how about it?"

Chu Qiao raised her eyebrows, turned her head, raised her head and said, "Do you really want to take me away?" The little boy nodded solemnly: "Well, among all the servant girls, I think you are the most pleasing to the eye, and I will make you my gatekeeper general, how about it?" Chu Qiao smiled, nodded and said: "Okay then, I will tell you my name, but whether you can get me from the young master depends on your ability." "Don't worry!" The young master patted his chest and said loudly, "Let's not talk about a little maid, even if there are ten or eight, Zhuge Huai has to obediently give it to me."

"Well, listen carefully. My name is Zixu. I live in Wuyou Courtyard. I'm a little girl under Mrs. Dou's hands. My daily job is to make clay figurines for young masters and ladies to play with. You have to remember that .” The little boy's eyes lit up: "Can you still make clay figurines?" "Yeah," Chu Qiao held back her laughter. Seeing how cute the child was, she couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and reach out to squeeze his face hard. She said with a smile, "I still have a lot to do. In the future I'll show you one by one. I still have something to do, I have to go first, remember to find the young master."

"Well, don't worry." The little boy nodded and smiled innocently: "You should go back and pack your things first, and I will pick you up in a while." Chu Qiao walked a long way, and when she turned her head, she still saw the young man standing on the boulder and waving vigorously at her.Chu Qiao held back her laughter, turned around the bamboo grove, and walked towards Qingshan Courtyard with Chen Shuixiang in her arms. "My name is false, Wuyouyuan, the little girl who is playing with clay figurines under Mrs. Dou, you can figure it out." A clear male voice suddenly sounded from above, Chu Qiao was startled, and raised her head to see Yan Xun, with fluttering green shirt, starry eyes, sitting on a tall pine branch, looking at her with a small smile on her lips.

It wasn't once or twice that Chu Qiao exposed her true nature in front of him, she stopped pretending now, gave him a cold look, and said in a vicious voice: "Climbing so high, I'm not afraid of falling to my death." "Then don't bother you to worry about it. You are a vicious child. You should worry about yourself. I see dark clouds gathering in the sky. Maybe there will be thunder in winter, and it will kill those who have done bad things." Chu Qiao was small, standing under the tree with her head up, and said in a cold voice; "No matter how many sinful things you do, they can't compare to you prodigal sons who kill people without blinking an eye. They are like animals, and there is no good thing."

"You are so courageous." The words were stern, but with a slight smile, the boy sat on the tree and said to the children below: "I deliberately shot the wrong arrow that day, and I kindly let you live, in order to save you , You don’t even want the lottery of the eight dancers from the Western Regions offered by your young master, you not only don’t show gratitude to repay, but instead insult each other, what’s the reason for that?” "Truths are for people. What's the truth with a prodigal like you? I warn you not to pester me any more, and don't try to threaten me by reporting on me. If you dare to do it, you will definitely regret it."

After Chu Qiao finished speaking, she turned around and quickened her pace. Unexpectedly, just two steps away, her forehead suddenly hurt. She lowered her head, only to see a pine cone still covered with snow.The girl was furious, she turned her head and looked at Yan Xun angrily: "Are you provoking?" "Wrong," Yan Xun said with a slight smile, "I'm not provoking you, I'm just bullying you." Chu Qiao stood under the tree with her head tilted, and suddenly turned and left without saying a word.Yan Xun pretended to be deep and half-closed his eyes, he wanted to wait for the child to reason with him, but seeing her leave like this, he felt a little bit resentful.Unexpectedly, at this moment, a fist-sized stone suddenly roared through the air, heading straight for Yan Xun's face.Fortunately, Yan Xun had learned martial arts, so he reacted flexibly and turned his head to avoid it in time.Just as he was secretly complacent, he suddenly felt a coldness on the back of his neck, and his voice was not good, and he heard the sound of clattering, and the snow on the whole tree fell on him after such a shock. body.

The young son in brocade clothes and jade robes jumped off the big tree, covered in snow, and was in a mess.Looking up, I saw a small girl standing on the snow-white snow, clapping her hands, seeing him looking, raised her right hand high, raised her middle finger, gestured like a demonstration, smiled triumphantly, and then turned away. go. Yan Xun frowned slightly, lowered his head in confusion, and raised his middle finger. The thirteen-year-old noble son of Yanbei was puzzled. What kind of gesture is this? Eleven-year-old little Shutong Fengmian ran up from the forest, baring his teeth and waving his claws, shouting: "My lord, I'll go and catch her, and let Young Master Huai punish this disrespectful girl."

"You? Grab her?" Yan Xun snorted, turned his head with his middle finger upright: "Feng Mian, what does this gesture mean?" "This," Feng Mian was taken aback for a moment, but then said decisively: "It should be an apology, she herself knows what she did was treasonous, but children are ignorant, so I am embarrassed to say it face to face, so I use this gesture instead. " "Apologize?" Yan Xun frowned, "I don't think so." "It must be, my son, that's right." "yes?" In the hall of the Red Mountain Courtyard of Zhuge's house, Zhuge Huai, Zhao Che and others burst into laughter after hearing the young master's words. Although Prince Jing Xiao was young, he was an elf, and said with a smile: "Zhuge, your family still has I want to see such a clever maid." Zhuge Huai shook his head and said: "This servant is ignorant, and everyone laughs at me." "What's the matter? What are you laughing at?" The little boy said anxiously, his face flushed. Zhao Che said with a smile: "My name is false, there is no courtyard, and the little girl who plays with clay figurines under Mrs. Dou's hand is nothing more than nothing, teasing you? Thirteenth brother, people are laughing at you." Zhao Song blushed, stomped his feet resentfully, turned around and ran out.