Nirvana In Fire

Yan Yu Jin had long been impatient to listen to them in the shed, scratching their hearts and minds. He went outside alone to watch the fight. He saw them leave before running back. He saw Mae Chang Su sitting on the chair coughing constantly. Xiao Jingrui patted him gently on the back. “Brother Su, what's wrong? Are you sick again? ”

“Nothing...” Mae Chang-su took Xiao Jingrui's tea and took a sip, wiping the tears out of her eyes. “Both the Prince and His Royal Highness wore a fragrance... some were unfamiliar to smell...”

“Ah, I know, it's an amber from Donghai. The Emperor gave it to me. Only the two of them have it. The fragrance is really intense, no wonder Brother Su is not used to smelling it, but I heard that refreshment is the best, but it also has the effect of strong yang. ”

“Really...” Mae Chang-su responded casually, his eyes stood aside as if he hadn't listened carefully to Xie Pi.

The message that I hate ambergris will probably be passed on to the king tonight, so the king won't wear it the next time he sees me. And Xiao Jingrui and Yan Yujin are certainly not Prince's people, then no one should tell the Prince this news, but if he intentionally doesn't have Peixiang next time he sees himself, then it means that there is also a prince spying in the Imperial Palace.

And if the prince has not received any news and still wears ambergris in front of him, then the ability and wrist of the honorary king should be worth reassessing, to greatly add a few points for him...

After that, it finally calmed down a lot, no more visitors of all kinds, and let them watch a few games quietly, although no masters have appeared yet, it is not boring.

At noon there was an hour of suspension break, Yingfeng still floated upstairs in the shadow of the curtain, it was not clear that His Majesty the Emperor was still there, it was estimated that he was just showing his face, he should not insist on sitting on it for several days from the beginning to see the end. Yan Yuzhin sometime arranged for a wine and vegetable box to be delivered. He chatted vibrantly about the morning and waited for the opening of the afternoon round. Of all people, he's probably the only one who really puts his mind on the test.

Shortly after the afternoon, Xie Pi found an excuse to disappear. Xiao Jingrui saw Mae Chang Su tired. He suggested going back to the house in advance. Yan Yujin could not hold on for a few moments, but stood alone by the shanty door to escort them away.

As soon as he boarded the carriage, Mae Changsu leaned back on the cushion and closed his eyes. Xiao Jingrui did not disturb him. He sat quietly beside him as if he was also thinking about something. The compartment swayed slowly and the shoulders of the two men touched each other gently from time to time, feeling very peaceful, but with some faint stiffness.

“Jingrui, when you came out, did you see it?” After half a while, Mae Chang-su asked softly.

Xiao Jingrui palpitated for a moment, his fingers unwittingly pulled the tassel on the curtain, and it took him half a day to “hmm”.

“Seeing… how do you feel?” Mae Changsu opened his eyes and slowly turned his gaze towards the same person, who was also concentrating his eyes. There were some acidic, sweet and astringent tastes in the bright eyes, which still seemed a little confused, but seemed to have become very clear.

“The first feeling was that... her hair had changed, the hair that was hanging, now it was all plated up, it was pretty good, it looked better than before...” Xiao Jingrui slightly squinted her eyes, as if she were in retrospect, "and then she saw the people around her, holding hands... honestly, at this time, there was still a little bit of non-flavor in her heart, but she felt very harmonious. At the time, she leaned over to talk to him, he listened very quietly, the image looked very smooth, there was nothing uncomfortable, especially the way he looked at her, that look... made me think that Miss Yun waited for him to be very worthy, maybe when I was most obsessed with her, I couldn't see her with that look... Brother Su, I don't know why, I just know I must not be able to do it now, I seem to lack something, but I don't understand...”

“Because those who have experienced life and death, it is as if they have returned from another world, and those who have lived only in one world, it is very difficult to be like them...” May Chang Su looked deeply at him, his eyes filled with compassion, “But why be like them? Wouldn't it be better if we could live happily ever after in a simple world? ”

Xiao Jingrui frowned. “Do you think Brother Su... Miss Yun's husband and son-in-law have experienced...”

“If you don't go through life and death, why talk about the former Faithful Alliance?” May Chang Su sighed softly, "No matter what a story there was between them, it would be comforting if such an obsession had turned out. ”

“Yeah," Xiao Jingrui nodded, "good people like Miss Yun who are kind and benevolent should naturally have the good result of a couple's love. ”

Mae Chang Su slightly turned his face aside and hid the slight light from his eyes. In a very low voice, he said to himself: "A pure child like you should have had a good result...”

“Brother Su, what did you say?” Xiao Jingrui used to listen carefully and couldn't hear clearly.

“I say... a good child like you will surely meet a sweet girl in the future...”

“In the future..." Xiao Jingrui sighed, stunned out a god, lifted the curtain, and turned around and looked out.

It was just a casual look, and as soon as I came out, I saw a group of people around the corner not far ahead, a carriage parked in the middle of a pile of people, and there was the sound of scolding.

“Jingrui, stop and see what's going on.” May Changsu also stood up and looked out, "I heard a child's voice. ”

“Hey." Xiao Jingrui responded. Drinking to stop the horse, he jumped out of the car to take a closer look. In fact, all the people who were surrounded by the same clothes were wearing the lampshade of the "He” province in front of the carriage. The idle people in the street didn't dare to come near it. They just stood far and watched the noise.

Xiao Jingrui frowned and presumably guessed who was in the street like this, squeezing into the inner circle. It was Sangshu Ho Jingzhong's son, He Wenxin, who was kicking a skinny boy with his feet and scolding him: “You little bastard, what are you running around for? Surprised by Ben's horse, he almost fell...” He said that he had taken the whip from his sidekick and was about to pull it down, but someone grabbed him.

“Who the fuck dares...” He Wenxin scolded half-brained, which revealed Xiao Jingrui's face and swallowed the second half of the sentence. In fact, the real children of the world in the capital are generally well tutored, rarely this as the evil shape of the street, even though there are some people in the bones who also do not see the civilian population in their eyes, most of them will also self-identify, do not disdain themselves and beat and curse. He Wen's new father was from Ke Li. After being an official, he was transferred around. His son was drowning at his grandmother's place. He inevitably lost some discipline. After a few years in Beijing, he was notorious. Because of his eyesight, people who could not provoke him usually did not provoke him at all, so he did not mix up with today. At this moment, Xiao Jingrui appeared. Where dare you talk too much? He simply said two words, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to make a comparison." Then he took his men and left quickly.

Xiao Jingrui was angry, but it was not possible to go get him and beat him again. He shook his head and squatted down to see the child. The boy was skinny, about 10 years old, had several red palm prints on his face and slightly swollen. When the man who beat him left, this just slightly straightened up his curly body, quickly climbed around to pick up the scattered books, rebalanced into a tall stack, wrapped in an old baggage leather, but the books were few and could not be knotted for half a day.

“What's your name?” Xiao Jingrui also helped pick up a few books and touched the boy's shoulder. "You must have had a few feet, are you hurt? ”

The boy Ser shrunk away from his hand and bowed his head.

“Jingrui,” Mae Chang-su exclaimed in the carriage, "bring the child to me for a look. ”

“Oh.” Xiao Jingrui reached out and grabbed the boy's arm, saying warmly, “How can you hold so many books? I'll get someone to get it for you. Let's go. ”

“I can move...” The boy whispered, but he finally dared not struggle. He was dragged to the carriage by Xiao Jingrui and shoved into the carriage.

Mae Chang Su warm and soft hands pressed on the boy's shoulder, down in turn, gently but carefully examined his whole body. When his palms pressed under his ribs, the child screamed painfully and hid behind him.

“It's probably hurt here.” Xiao Jingrui grabbed the boy's body from behind and gently untied his top. At first glance, he had to take a sip of air. In addition to a fresh bluish and purple wound on the ribs, there were also old injuries. At first glance, it was as if there were sticks, whips, or even iron branding. Although the marks were slightly faded, it was still possible to imagine what the child was suffering at that time.

“Whose child are you?” Xiao Jingrui couldn't hide his shock, asked aloud, but thought about it and asked, "Are you a paperman in what province? Who beats you so often..."

“No...” the child immediately denied, "Not for years, this was before...”

“Tell me, even before, who fought? ”

“Jingrui,” Mae Chang-su stopped softly, “Don't ask. The child's ribs are cracked even if they are not broken. Take them back to the house and ask a doctor to take a closer look. And those books. Bring them in. Look at the kid. He's been remembering his books...”

He was right. As soon as the boy saw all the books being held in, he was clearly relieved and whispered: “I'm fine, let me go, I can go back myself...”

“Where are you going?” Xiao Jingrui took the opportunity to ask.

The boy seemed very responsive and immediately lowered his head.

“Did you read all these books?” Mae Changsu looked over at the bunch of books and asked gently. Perhaps because he was always soft-hearted and reassuring, the boy looked up at him and the color settled down slightly. He replied low: “Some are… some are… yet to understand…”

“How old are you? ”

“Eleven years old. ”

“What's your name? ”

The boy paused for a long time, so long that it was thought he would not answer, that he threw out two words: “The gardener. ”

“What's your last name? ”

“... if I don't have a last name, I'll call Ting Sheng...”

Mae Changsu once again elaborated on the child. Although her cheeks were swollen and tender, she could still see that her eyebrows were quite handsome. From the outset, his words and behavior had been very subdued, and he had no intention of resisting any injustice, but strangely, he had no sense of slavery at all, as if he had a blood and tenacity in his bones, how could he be bullied and made inferior?

“Ting Sheng, if we let you down now, will someone get you a doctor when you get back? ”

The gardener tightened his lips, apparently without a definitive answer, and was reluctant to lie.

“Then we'll have to take you to where we live first, and we'll send you back when the doctor checks you out and says you're okay. How about this? ”

The gardener bowed his head and his eyebrows tightened.

“Will our kindness cause you trouble? ”

The gardener palpitated and bit her lips tightly.

“Did you come out alone? ”

“No... there's another one...”

“Where's that guy? ”

“Running away first...”

“If you were late, would someone hit you? ”

The gardener's eyes flashed a hint of chill and shook his head: “Not anymore... just no meal...”

Xiao Jingweiton felt a bloodbath. “Don't you want to eat? Where the hell are you from? Why are you going back like this? You tell me, I can help you, come to our house, at least have dinner! ”

The gardener lifted his eyes and his eyes were mature and calm beyond his age, "Do you feel sorry for me and want to take me in? ”

Xiao Jingrui was dazed and somewhat embarrassed to explain: “No... I mean...”

“I have no right to be taken in, I must go back to that place... if I could be taken in, someone would have taken me in already...”

“You signed a deed, didn't you?” Xiao Jingrui guessed, "to whom house, you told me that I could go and discuss. ”

The gardener gently lowered his eyes, "No, it's not okay. ”

“Do you know who he is?” Mae Changsu looked into the child's eyes and said, “His father was a marquis, his mother a princess, and he was a very high-ranking man. In King's Town, whoever you sell it to, your old master won't sweep his face if he comes out to negotiate, you understand? ”

The gardener kept his head down and insisted: "No, it's not okay. ”

Mae Changsu and Xiao Jingrui glanced at each other and were about to say that Mav was out there shouting: “Big Brother, we are here. ”