Not many people know about Lu Jinxi and Song Zhiyan's bad affairs. But Yin Liu'er is one of them, and has dealt with it personally, and knows the details of it in great detail.

Think about it, the General's wife had a good relationship with Lord Song, why did she give up in the blink of an eye?

At that time, Yin Liuer was still very puzzled.

Now he can be considered to understand: compared goods to throw away, people are more dead than people!

The matter of Gu Juefei's return to Beijing caused a lot of uproar, secretly turbulent, how many high-ranking officials and nobles were upset about it? A broker like him has already heard the wind in one ear, how can he not know how powerful he is?

just don't know...

What does this have to do with the general's wife?

Yin Liuer had all kinds of unreliable guesses in his heart, but on his face he forcibly pressed back the expression that was about to burst, leading Gu Juefei to go upstairs.

Go upstairs and turn a corner, you will find the easternmost private room. The door is open, and from the outside, you can see some of the furnishings inside, as well as the standing screen, and the graceful figure half-covered by the screen, it seems that a person is standing by the desk behind the screen, looking outside.

After calculating the position and estimating the figure, Gu Juefei guessed that it was Lu Jinxi.

Yin Liu'er didn't lead him forward, only pushed open the door of the next room, bowed and said, "Please sit inside for a while, the little one will order someone to bring you water and tea."

The house is clean and tidy, not as messy as the next door.

The paintings and calligraphy are all hung up, and there is a Yaoqin in the back by the window, and an incense burner is placed next to it, but because there are no guests, the incense has not yet been burned.

That tube of lake pen is still in Gu Juefei's hands.

He glanced at it, then handed it to Yin Liu'er, smiled slightly: "I almost forgot, I just picked up this. Now, please return it to the general's wife."

This sounds like no problem.

It also seems a little unfamiliar.

But I don't know if it was because there was a Song Zhiyan before, Yin Liu'er always felt that this young master Gu had something to do with Lu Jinxi.

Of course, this is also not dare to say.

Yin Liu'er took the pen from him, said "go here", and backed out.

There are a few guys on the porch guarding.

Yin Liuer instructed them to quickly bring a basin of water and make tea and tea. Don't neglect the guests, but took the pen and went to the next door where Lu Jinxi was.

At this time, Lu Jinxi was standing in front of a picture of autumn water, with narrowed eyes and a smile on his lips, as if he was extremely satisfied with this picture.

Yin Liu'er came in, and said from behind: "As per your instructions, I have invited the eldest son of Gu. This is the pen you just dropped. The eldest son also picked it up and asked the youngest to hand it over to you."

In fact, "transfer" is just a polite word.

This tube of lake pen fell, and it was full of ink marks, and now it is impossible to use it, and it has to be cleaned up. Therefore, Yin Liu'er did not hand out the pen.

Sure enough, Lu Jinxi glanced back and didn't reach out to ask: "Put it back, I'll write a letter of recommendation for you again, go ahead and do your own thing."

"Yes."

Yin Liu'er immediately settled down in her heart, Yiyan put the Guanhu pen back on the desk, and then withdrew.

Qing Que opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Obviously, her receptivity is completely incomparable to Yin Liu'er, and she has not recovered from Lu Jinxi's sudden action just now.

Seeing Yin Liu'er retreat, she found her own voice a little: "Madam, this... we... you..."

"If you don't understand, then you can see it."

Lu Jinxi laughed and didn't want to explain more: because, from the beginning to the end, she understood what she meant.

Qing Que was only frightened by her for a while.

But she has dealt with Song Zhiyan's affairs, and she should understand it soon.

In comparison, although Qing Que is stable, living in the inner house, her endurance is not as good as that of Yin Liu'er who is mixed outside.

Therefore, Lu Jinxi was not surprised.

She walked back to the desk, glanced at the ink-stained lake pen, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Thinking of the ink pen falling just now, Gu Juefei was standing at the bottom, and when he raised his head like this, Luan stopped and stood upright, the romantic police pulled out, his brows were slightly furrowed, and the bottom of his eyes was actually a little bit of cold and thin ice...

However, what emotion flashed in his eyes at that moment?

In retrospect, Lu Jinxi found it rather difficult to interpret.

Although she already felt that she knew a part of this person, she was really curious about his true character.

She had heard that curiosity killed the cat, but she didn't think curiosity would kill herself.

Therefore, Lu Jinxi picked up another small pen on the side, and left lines of running script on the paper.

The letter only said that Yin Liuer was someone he knew. Seeing that he was effective in the heart of the country, he recommended it to Liu Jin, hoping that Liu Jin would arrange for him to be assessed and give him a chance.

Of course, the words are very euphemistic, and whoever intercepts this letter and looks at it, can't pick out any mistakes.

At most, Lu Jinxi recommended a person for the assessment, which is no different from other people who signed up by himself.

But in fact, as long as Liu Jin is not stupid, he should know the purpose of her letter.

Yesterday, Liu came in to send his thanks to the General's Mansion. When Lu Jinxi asked someone to answer, he had already been in an ambush, and only said that "there may be trouble with Mr. Liu in the future".

Right now, isn't it?

After Lu Jinxi wrote it, he handed the letter to Qingque for processing: "Add a stamp and seal it in the envelope. After a while, Liu'er will come over, you can just give it to him alone. You can deal with it first, I'll go next door and have a look. ."

Qing Que didn't even say the word "yes" that she promised, and she was almost frightened by the last half of her words. Even the thin page of letterhead was almost unsteady.

Lu Jinxi's words were an understatement.

But in the blink of an eye, Qing Que thought of the scene where Lu Jinxi and Gu Juefei walked out together at the birthday banquet of the Grand Master's Mansion.

But she couldn't say anything, much less dared to say it.

For a while, he could only stare at Lu Jinxi with the kind of eyes hesitant to say, and saw that she waved her hand to him, walked outside, and disappeared outside the door after a while.

Going to the next door is just a few steps down the corridor.

The errand boy was bringing out the copper basin with water and walking downstairs.

There was a little black mark on the snow-white towel, which was probably the ink on Gu Juefei's hand.

The door of the private room was half-open and not closed.

Lu Jinxi stood outside the door, raised his hand and tapped on the door frame lightly.

"Knock knock."

A soft sound.

Gu Juefei, who was arranging his cuffs, moved in his heart when he heard the voice, and when he looked back, when he looked up, he saw Lu Jinxi standing outside the door.

Just now, he was downstairs and could only see half of his body.

Now, it's only now that it's real.

Beizi, embroidered with light blue brocade cloud patterns on a white background, looks very elegant, and the elastic ink skirt drags eight pieces of Xiangjiang River, and he has his own charm.

Su raised her hand lightly and knocked on the door, but revealed a thin wrist.

Those eyebrows are delicate and tender, but they don't feel too weak, but because of the clear and cold eyes, they are more dignified and alienated.

"Master Gu..."

Lu Jinxi seemed a little hesitant, but still opened her mouth.

The soft voice, a little low-alcohol, concealed something, but only revealed three points, and the rest was hidden in the eyes of the pair of smoke cages, concealed but not revealed.

it turns out…

Give a person an urge to peel it off and explore it for clarity.

Gu Juefei stared at her, but became vigilant at every level.

The last time, he had a falling out with Gu Chengqian, and he came out full of anger, which was clearly seen by others.

At that time, Lu Jinxi, smart and gentle, made him feel willing to be the captive of this woman...

Thinking back carefully, what a terrible idea was that?

Until now, Gu Juefei is actually not sure whether Lu Jinxi is his own kind, deceiving him like he "deceived" people, or she herself, indeed, it is such a blue-hearted quality.

However, it's not really that important.

The important thing is that this great general's wife came to the door.

Gu Juefei remembered the previous roster, and wondered if Princess Yongning had informed Lu Jinxi about it.

He was still calm, he just turned down his cuffs and cupped his hands: "Madam, I feel rude."

"It's my rudeness."

Lu Jinxi noticed that today's Gu Juefei was different from the one he had seen before.

Is this the perfect state?

Yep.

She likes a challenge.

There was a smile on her lips, and she walked in naturally: "Originally, I was just picking calligraphy and painting in this Hanmo Xuan, and I wanted to write something. But Xu was just recovering from a serious illness, and he was so weak that he even held a pen. No longer. Eldest son is not hurt, right?"

"It's okay, but if you stain your robe, please don't worry about it." Gu Juefei stepped aside and waved his hand, "Please sit down."

The private room is south, and there are two rose chairs opposite.

On the square coffee table in the middle, there is already a delicate white porcelain teapot, surrounded by six delicate teapots, painted with dark green bamboo leaf patterns.

Lu Jinxi sat down according to her words.

Gu Juefei sat on the other side, reached out and turned over two tea cups, placed them side by side, took the pot, and poured tea into them one by one.

Lu Jinxi watched his movements, only to find that he behaved calmly.

His slender, jade-like fingers rested on the white china teapot, and he performed the most ordinary movements, but it was pleasing to the eye.

There are no dead ends.

"I only received the thank-you gift that the eldest son asked Mr. Meng Da to send me yesterday, and I was thinking of visiting your mansion again soon. Unexpectedly, today's misunderstanding is so wrong, it can be regarded as a kind of revenge."

Lu Jinxi was half-joking.

Gu Juefei smiled naturally, with a thousand manners and all charming.

He took the tea cup and put it on Lu Jinxi's side.

"When you mentioned yesterday's Lilly, Juefei was still very uneasy."

"In terms of love and reasoning, my father's cold legs have eased after taking the medicine. It is my wife who has given me a piece of filial piety, and it is an inexhaustible kindness. I should have come to thank me in person."

"It's just that my wife and I are not acquainted, so I didn't dare to offend, so I had to ask Meng Ji to come to show attention."

Not familiar yet...

A good phrase "not yet familiar with".

Lu Jinxi looked at the tea cup in front of her, picked it up, and touched the warm one with her fingertips.

I couldn't tell whether it was the temperature of the tea or the residual temperature left by Gu Juefei's fingers.

She took a sip and said with a smile: "The eldest son is too polite. Originally, my father and Ling Zun were old acquaintances, and it was my junior's intention to deliver medicine. What's more..."

Halfway through the sentence, her bright eyes like autumn water lifted up.

In those eyes, there was a little regret.

"What's more, I would rather not have given it myself."

Gu Juefei is a smart person, but she doesn't need to wear a stupid mask in front of smart people. Sometimes, smart people appreciate each other.

"The eldest son also prepared a birthday gift, I gave it, but it made the eldest son's thoughts go to waste..."

What I couldn't say that day can be honest in the past.

But these words were like a gentle stab at Gu Juefei.

He naturally knew that she was talking about the prescription that she found. But what I recalled in my mind were the various conflicts with Gu Chengqian that day, the various misunderstandings between father and son, and even the soup bowl that was thrown at him...

There was a cold gloom in the bottom of my heart, which slowly enveloped me.

Gu Juefei did not speak.

Lu Jinxi's eyes stayed on the shallow bloodstain on his neck for a moment.

It was there that day.

But people who don't know it might think that this is left by the woman in the fireworks and willow alley?

Mood, very happy.

Of course, Lu Jinxi said this on purpose. How could he see the real blood under the painting's skin if he didn't stab him in the heart?

Of course, she won't do too much.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Jinxi seemed to realize that what he had just said was inappropriate, with a heavier apology on his face and a hint of embarrassment: "I was talking too much just now, please don't blame my eldest son. But speaking of it today, I can It was the reason why you gave gifts yesterday that I met you here. After seeing that book of poems, I remembered to go shopping here."

I couldn't tell whether it was intentional or unintentional, so I wondered if the tube of pen falling from the sky was a coincidence or premeditated.

But he knew she had terrifying insight.

Gu Juefei is not the kind of person who leaks his emotions. Even if he is in a bad mood, he can't actually see any clues. But she changed her rhetoric in the blink of an eye, as if she noticed...

A woman who made him want to peel it off—

Not stripping clothes, but stripping hearts.

The fingers resting on the armrest tapped lightly.

Gu Juefei's eyes were a little vague, so he stared at her like this, and said only: "The snow-green top of Jokhang Temple, I have been there for six years, and I don't care about common things. When I came down the mountain, I prepared a gift for my wife, and there was nothing for a while. Good idea. I just asked about your preferences at random, pick a few, and do what I have. Madam, if you like it, it will be the best."

like?

That's not to mention liking.

Lu Jinxi looked back at him, just in time to meet the eyes that were too deep.

So, when I think of that book of "Yishan Poems", I think of the snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains, I also think of the Honglu sword, and of course, I inevitably think of the black jade chessboard...

There is only a chessboard, no pieces.

It's like two people sitting down to play a game, the chessboard on the chess table is still clean, not a single piece has been dropped, and it is waiting for the first person to make a piece.

Isn't this the "give first" in Go?

When one side holds the black first, this game is called a "let first" game.

But the whole world knows that he Gu Juefei, in his twenties and crown years, the grand master Gu Chengqian gave him the word "Let's go first" on his crown ceremony!

If Lu Jinxi thought a little more lightly, I was afraid that when he fell in love with him at first sight, he would have offered a pillow seat.

But rather…

She wanted more.

"Let's go first" in Go refers to those with high chess strength and those with lower chess strength. The player with low chess strength will go ahead with black, but the player with higher chess strength will "give up" and gain the upper hand.

Gu Juefei gave her a game of "Let's go first", as if putting himself in the position of the one with higher chess power, and she was the one who was let go...

How is this black jade chessboard different from provocation!

Maybe after he went back, he discovered something was wrong that day, and suspected that he had also been tricked, so he turned to send this chessboard, one to test, and the other to declare war.

Lu Jinxi is not weak in winning.

At this moment, I saw Gu Juefei sitting opposite, with a serious demeanor, and even with a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze, there was no flaw.

With this perfect appearance, she couldn't help but want to grab a sharp knife and peel him off to see...

Peel the clothes, but also the heart.

What kind of person should be under the skin of this painting?

It seemed long after thinking about it, but in reality it was just a flash of thought, Lu Jinxi lowered his eyes, like a Bodhisattva lowered his brows, he carefully hid his fangs in the blink of an eye, and all his excitement from the confrontation was also covered up.

The topic is still to be continued.

Just the next hook.

She folded her hands in front of her and smiled calmly: "How can you dare to scribble the precious things that the eldest son has given you? My youngest son Xue Chi loves that Honglu sword even more. Speaking of which, he also mentioned it yesterday. Eldest son, I took the liberty to disturb me just now, and I was just about to ask you something—"

As soon as Gu Juefei looked back, his mind changed, and he had already guessed it, but...

The fish bites too fast.

However, what does it matter if it is true or false?

Just achieve the goal.

The smile on his lips deepened, and he quietly suppressed the cold light on the blade in his heart. As if nothing had happened, he asked back, "Madam, do you want to ask about the opening of the school?"