Chapter 54: Open a small stove

Chapter 54: Open a small stove

In the past, Jiang Xuening thought about the 18 things that Confucius did; now, she couldn't help thinking about her own.

There was suddenly a little more sympathy in the strange eyes that everyone had looked at her earlier.

After all, jealousy is jealousy, contempt is contempt, and no one would have thought that he would be detained by the husband just because he was not good at playing the piano. No matter how gentle Mr. Xie looks, to a student, this kind of thing can be called "bad news", which is really scary.

So, for the next few hours...

Everyone took Jiang Xuening as a lesson from the past, even Shen Zhiyi, who had a relaxed demeanor before, worked hard to practice the piano with great energy, fearing that she would be the next one left behind by her husband.

Jiang Xuening was silent.

For a whole hour, she just sat in her seat, not daring to touch the piano.

When school was over, everyone got up and said goodbye to Xie Wei.

Jiang Xuening couldn't help turning her gaze to the others.

A person like Xiao Shu who is so inconspicuous just glanced at her.

Someone like You Yue who obviously had a problem with her snorted softly from his nose, quite gloating.

Fang Miao looked at her with pity, and gave her a look of helplessness.

Jiang Xuening knew that others were unreliable, but she still tried to grab the last straw, and couldn't help but shouted when Shen Zhiyi passed by: "His Royal Highness..."

Shen Zhiyi came over and shook her hand, and said earnestly, "Mr. Xie is a very nice person, you have to work hard."

Jiang Xuening: "..."

Shen Zhiyi also nodded encouragingly at her, clenched his fists, and then walked out of the hall.

A little desperate.

Everyone is gone.

Most of the serving palace people also dispersed.

The sky outside shone on the window paper, making it whitishly bright.

Xie Wei put his Emei into the piano bag, hugged it obliquely in his arms, walked down from the hall, only looked at her and said: "Follow."

Jiang Xuening's heart felt cold, and she was about to keep up.

But unexpectedly, Xie Wei stopped after taking one step.

His eyelids were lowered, and half of the light from the entrance of the hall fell on his eyelashes and pupils, making the depths darker and darker, reminding her: "Qin."

Only then did Jiang Xuening come to her senses, she turned around and carefully hugged the Jiaoan that she had barely touched today.

Xie Wei left the hall and went straight to the side hall.

After all, he is somewhat different from other gentlemen, and these years he has always presided over sutra banquets and lectures in the palace. This time, the palace has specially set aside a side hall of Fengchen Palace for him to rest.

The closer Jiang Xuening was to the side hall, the more anxious her eyelids twitched.

At the entrance of Depian Hall, there was a young **** waiting on the porch, when he saw Xie Wei approaching, he quickly stood up straight and approached with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty has worked hard, it's time for school Right? The Ministry of Internal Affairs has autumn tea sent from Fujian a while ago, and I will brew it for you?"

Xie Wei gave an indifferent "hmm".

The **** wanted to go to the tea room next door to make tea, but when he retreated, he couldn't help but look at Jiang Xuening curiously, as if wondering why Master Xie brought a girl here.

Xie Wei entered the side hall.

Jiang Xuening's footsteps stopped at the entrance of the hall, as if there was some dragon's pool and tiger's den inside, and she didn't dare to step in.

Xie Wei didn't look back: "Come in."

Jiang Xuening was heartbroken, thinking that at least he was in the palace now, no matter how capable Xie Wei was secretly, he wouldn't kill people in broad daylight, so he stepped in.

A warm breath suddenly rushed over.

She couldn't help but startled.

The side hall is much smaller than the main hall, and the layout is not so open, but except for the open door and the east window, the other doors and windows are closed, and there is a stove burning silver charcoal.

The originally cold floor tiles were covered with thick velvet blankets, which were silent when stepped on.

Tall bookshelves act as partitions.

There are all kinds of ancient books piled up on it.

Walking around the side of the bookshelf, you can see a desk, a piano table, and a long wooden table in the northeast corner. There are several long pieces of wood on it, as well as tools such as rope ink, plane, and carving knife. set aside.

Xie Wei hung up his qin, then turned around and pointed to Jiang Xuening at the vacant qin table, but he himself sat down on the side of the heated kang by the window, closed his eyes and said, "I heard that the second girl Ning was at the table yesterday. A young **** named Zheng Bao was rescued at the gate of Kunning Palace."

Just as Jiang Xuening put down the piano, she almost knelt in fright when she heard this.

She thought that Xie Wei left her alone because he really wanted to teach her to play the piano, but she didn't expect that when she just entered the side hall, she just said such a sentence, and the hairs all over her body stood on end!

Rescuing Zheng Bao that day was in full view, even if she wanted to deny it, she couldn't deny it, let alone being asked face to face by Xie Wei now.

This is the person who will rebel in the future, and he must have his own eyes and ears in the palace.

If he pretended to be crazy and stupid in front of Xie Wei, he would be courting death.

Jiang Xuening forced herself to calm down, and replied nonchalantly, "Yes."

The thoughts in Xie Wei's eyes floated up, and he actually said to her: "Wang Xinyi, the **** with the handprint of the Supervisor of Rituals, is a celebrity around the Holy Majesty. Although Zheng Bao works in the harem, he is an inconspicuous person in the Kunning Palace. He is in charge of the eunuch, but Wang Xinyi has been secretly favoring him. He is Zheng Bao's half-master, and because Zheng Bao is loyal and filial, he is looking for a chance to promote him. It is a coincidence that the second girl Ning's kindness very."

Jiang Xuening never expected that he would know.

The most secret plan in her heart hadn't been laid out for a day at all, and it was revealed the next day, which really made her terrified.

She subconsciously lied and denied it.

He could raise his head and only look at Xie Wei's clear and clear eyes, as if he saw through her completely, all the courage that had just surged out for a moment was completely wiped out, and he felt his throat was dry and unable to speak.

Xie Wei looked at her calmly: "You know this, do you intend to save him?"

Jiang Xuening didn't dare to admit it.

After all, Xie Wei had already warned her when she entered the palace last time, asking her to stay under his nose and not cause trouble, and not to make him angry.

But he didn't dare to lie in front of Xie Wei.

Because lying is worse.

At the critical moment, Jiang Xuening suddenly remembered the trick used to deal with Xie Wei in the main hall of Fengchen Palace, so she flattened the corners of her lips, lowered her eyebrows, and even lowered her head.

There are so many sad things, just thinking about it can make you cry.

When she looked up again, her eyes were red, and her eyes were filled with tears, which were about to overflow like a rising tide in Pinghu Lake. She said aggrievedly, "There are so many things going on in the palace, what about Wang Xinyi and Wang Jiuyi? I'm just one." You have only been in the palace for a few days, how could you know so much?"

"..."

Xie Wei looked at her and said nothing.

Jiang Xuening felt that his reaction was a bit wrong, it was different from what she had thought before, and her heart couldn't help beating.

But the play has already been performed, so is it possible to take it back?

She bit the bullet and continued to cry: "What's more, it wasn't that I wanted to save that little **** named Zheng Bao at the beginning, but when we passed by on the way back, we saw His Highness the King of Linzi standing in front of him and seemed to want to save him. I forgot about this matter. I thought the little **** was pitiful, so I said something to Her Highness the Eldest Princess. It was Her Highness the Eldest Princess who really spoke to save people. Last time, Mr. Xie kept saying that he wanted to believe me, but now everything Where does it look like you want to believe me? Liar!"

The young girl was in her youth, her appearance was gorgeous, her facial features were exquisite and bright, and she was even a little cold and flamboyant. However, when crying, he lowered his brows and eyes, and made a small gesture of bending down, pretending to be pitiful.

There is a bit of cunning and villainy engraved in his bones.

While weeping, she pretended to look at him casually, her black and white eyeballs were like moist colored glaze, which was a little seductive in passing.

Xie Wei couldn't help but think: Does he look like someone who likes this kind of thing?

Jiang Xuening cried at the beginning because she felt that Xie Wei was playing tricks, thinking that she might be able to get away with this, but Xie Wei looked at her with such thoughtful eyes, as if he was unmoved.

The more you cry, the more uncertain you feel.

Just at this time, there was a light knock on the door, and it was the little **** who came in with tea and said, "Master, tea."

Her sobbing stopped.

The little **** brought two cups of tea, one was placed on the kang table by Xie Wei's hand, and the other was placed next to the piano table in front of Jiang Xuening, I don't know if he heard what happened in the side hall before, let alone looked up After taking another look, he bowed and retreated after putting away the teacup.

Xie Wei picked up the teacup, lifted the lid, heard the crying stopped, raised his eyebrows: "Stop crying?"

Jiang Xuening: "..."

At this time, if you can't see that Xie Wei doesn't really like this, then you are really mentally handicapped.

She was honest: "Suddenly I don't feel so sad."

Xie Wei said "Oh", and took a sip of tea in a pleasant posture, looked at her with a half-smile and said: "I can't tell, learning the piano is not good, pretending to cry is very strong."

Jiang Xuening was annoyed: "Aren't you afraid of your punishment..."

Xie Wei said, "Are you afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if you don't do anything wrong?"

Jiang Xuening muttered in a low voice: "Aren't ghosts allowed to go to the wrong door?"

Xie Wei stopped talking and looked at her.

Jiang Xuening immediately buried her head down, not daring to raise the issue again: "Mr. Xie is right, you are so good at being a ghost, how could you not know the door?"

Xie Wei: "..."

He put down the teacup and asked her again: "Why did you save Zheng Bao?"

Jiang Xuening looked obedient, but her mind was already spinning rapidly.

To be honest, he must be dead.

But if you want to tell all the lies, I'm afraid Xie Wei won't believe it.

So, she immediately came up with a compromise idea, and forcibly let go of the resistance and defense in her heart, making herself look weaker and more sincere at the moment, and said: "Xue Ning first arrived in the palace, and she has no one to rely on. Damn, sir, Yan Lin, and the eldest princess want me to enter the palace to show off, and the other companions will naturally treat me as an enemy. If there is no one to take care of me, if you encounter something in the Palace of Compassion, step by step This step is very dangerous, and I don’t know how he will die in the future. I was afraid, so when I came back, I passed by Kunning Palace, and then I thought that if I could save this little eunuch, it might be useful in the future.”

Xie Wei was silent when he heard this.

Jiang Xuening lowered her voice, defending herself: "My thoughts are impure, but others have never given me a chance to be a good person. Mr. saw what I did, and only blamed me, but he never put himself in my shoes think."

No one knows better than Xie Wei what happened in the Compassionate Ning Palace and how much is involved afterwards.

Hearing Jiang Xuening mention it at this moment, his eyes changed.

Finally asked her: "Are you wronged?"

Jiang Xuening nodded: "I'm wronged."

Xie Wei was silent again.

Jiang Xuening's heart was beating wildly. When she raised her eyes, she was slightly afraid, but she still hid some hope, and asked tentatively, "Then, Zheng Bao is really so good, will he be promoted by that Wang Xinyi in the future?"

It looks like he didn't know Zheng Baoyou was so powerful, but just learned from him just now.

Xie Wei couldn't help but want to tell the truth from the fake.

I just raised my eyelids and saw her sitting behind the piano table with her hands on her knees, her thick and dark eyelashes were moist, and there were still tears on her snow-white cheeks that hadn't been wiped away before. Nian, said: "That's all."

He said to her: "Wang Xinyi has this plan, but things in the palace are changing rapidly. One person who is optimistic today may be completely defeated tomorrow. Some business operations in the palace are not a bad thing, but if you accidentally get involved in a fight, it may not be a disaster. As for myself. I was entrusted by Yan Lin and invited by my father, so I would like to remind you a little bit, you should be careful in your own actions, and don't make mistakes."

The words "mistakes and mistakes" have a profound meaning.

Jiang Xuening knew that what he was referring to was by no means doing favors to Zheng Bao in order to ask someone in the palace to take care of him, but he was probably warning himself not to report on Zheng Bao's intentions of rebellion, so how dare he not behave?

She narrowed her eyes and said, "Yes, Mr. Xie made a point."

Xie Wei said: "Qin, try again, let me see."

Jiang Xuening's mind was still on the "wisdom battle" with Xie Wei, who didn't expect him to talk about Qin without changing the topic, so he was stunned for a long time before he realized—

After making trouble for a long time, I still have to give her a small stove.

She thought she would let her go if she told about Zheng Bao!

The Jiaoan is placed on the piano table.

Jiang Xuening wanted to die.

Seeing that she was not moving, Xie Wei frowned lightly, and said: "I'm fine this afternoon, if you don't play, you'll spend your time here."

Who wants to spend time here with you!

It's even scarier than staying with Lord Hades!

Under Jiang Xuening's balance, the desire to survive overwhelmed his few bones, took a deep breath, sat up straight, put his fingers on the strings, and stumbled to play a short section of "Xian Weng Cao" by Xie Weijiao.

This song, also known as "Tuning the Strings into the Nong", is a finger-opening ditty known to most beginners, and is mainly used to practice fingering.

Although Jiang Xuening didn't touch the piano in the palace, she deliberately memorized the opening of this section and the ditty.

Now it pops up, even though the harmony and **** are not accurate, there is nothing wrong with it.

Xie Wei looked at her fingers and said, "Keep playing."

Jiang Xuening didn't dare to say anything more, she held her breath in her heart, and when she raised her hands and fingers again, her collapse became tighter.

This time the finger is lowered, and the first tune is heavier.

Xie Wei got up and walked to her piano table to take a closer look.

It's just that the more he looked at it, the more Jiang Xuening made mistakes, and his playing was not as good as the first time.

Xie Wei knew that she was afraid of him, but it was unsolvable, and he was always focused on the piano, so he said: "The whole song corresponds to each other, and the end of each sentence is a break and a press, you press the string too much." Tight, loosen up when playing."

Jiang Xuening tried to relax and played it again.

Xie Wei just said "It's hard to carve rotten wood", seeing that although her right hand seemed to be loose, but the five fingers of her left hand were still curled up, and her **** was wrong, she frowned, leaned forward slightly, and stretched out her hand.

Jiang Xuening's fingers were as thin as onions, and under the transparent nails there was a faint powder, even if the **** was inaccurate, it looked good when pressed against the strings.

When I was learning the piano, I took off the jade bracelet and bracelet.

Xie Wei wanted to teach her the correct way of fingering, but when he looked closer, he saw that thin white wrist exposed, and the blood-taking scar that he drew with all his strength back then was like an old thorn, crawling on it. On the snow-white skin.

Although it faded, it was still a bit hideous and glaring.

The finger he just stretched out stopped for a moment.

Jiang Xuening felt much better than the first time after she finished playing just now. She was thinking that she had improved and deserved a compliment, but she didn't expect that Xie Wei would beat her back with a sentence of "a rotten wood is hard to carve", let alone him. Suddenly he stretched out his hand towards himself.

At this moment, the whole person's scalp is numb.

Looking at Xie Wei's gaze again, it was falling on the scar on her wrist impartially, for some reason, she suddenly became very frightened, afraid of being touched by him, she hurriedly stood up!

"Bang!"

She was originally sitting in front of the piano table, but she got up suddenly and hurriedly, bumped into the edge of the table in front of her, tripped over the brocade stool behind her, and suddenly the table tipped over several times, causing her to fall backwards with a scream.

Xie Wei immediately stretched out his hand when he saw it—

His sky-blue crane cloak, with wide sleeves, passed Jiang Xuening's eyes as if in the wind.

Then…

He hugged the Jiaoan guqin firmly.

With a sound of "dong", the piano table fell down, and the brocade stool also fell down. Jiang Xuening fell into the thick blanket, a little hurt, and her eyes were a little dull.

The Jiao Nunnery fell safely into Xie Wei's palm.

He stood holding the piano and looked at her.

Quiet.

In addition to being quiet, it was still quiet.

Xie Wei: "..."

Seems like something is wrong?

Jiang Xuening: "..."

No, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.