I was Idle and Cool Chapter 17: Shuzi’s study

But don't worry, I don't like you very much either.

Too calm and too straightforward.

When she said this, her face was soft, and there was a radiant smile on the corners of her eyes and brows.

Even the sound is as light as a cloud drifting across the field, a gust of wind blowing, and the feeling at that moment makes people feel a little warm.

Xue Tingzhi's hand was soaked in the well water because he brushed the horse. At this moment, when the cold wind blew, it was a little frozen.

He has always been a keen and intelligent person, but Lu Jinxi's words were covered with a layer of fog, making him unable to distinguish whether it was true or false, good intentions or malicious.

Eleven years.

He has been in the Xue Mansion for a long time.

For a long time, I almost forgot the blood that was flowing everywhere in the old days, the cry that rushed into the sky, and the heart-piercing pain in the heel when I was young...

Read, write and brush horses every day.

Only when the weather is good, will I quietly bring Lin'an with me, go out from the corner gate, walk through the large prosperous street, and see the liveliness of the capital...

Day by day, no exceptions.

As the lady in charge of the general's mansion, Mrs. Lu never cared about his life or death, nor did he say anything more about his existence;

As a concubine born to Orchid, he never left his own acre of land too far, and never commented on anything in the mansion.

For eleven years, we have been together without incident.

Even though Xue Minglang likes to run towards him on weekdays, Mrs. will be finished after she has taught her a lesson. This is the first time that she has appeared here by herself.

In the past, he had never really seen Lu Jinxi's face.

It was only now that I realized that this is really a first-class beauty in the capital.

Just looking at the air contained in the delicate facial features, neither humble nor arrogant, but has a taste of hardness and softness, which is not in line with the rumors.

But...

There are so many hidden truths in the world, it is not surprising to meet Lu Jinxi who is slightly different from what others are talking about.

Xue Tingzhi was silent for a long time before he bowed and said, "Mother is joking. It's not unusual for my mother to dislike me, but my son will never dare to disrespect you."

From "Mrs." to "Mother", this changed...

If you look into it carefully, then Orchid's death might have something to do with Lu Clan, but his voice and demeanor didn't mean the least bit of reluctance.

All calm and calm.

Look, it's not bad.

Lu Jinxi looked away and looked at everything around him, especially the dark cloud treading snow with a blind left eye, and only said: "I was listening to you and Sister Lang just now, I think I don't want her A girl's house runs towards you all day long."

Of course Xue Tingzhi knew.

So it makes sense for Lu Jinxi to say he doesn't like him.

Just...

His eyes drooped slightly, but his attitude was still modest: "Tingzhi lives in the former courtyard for a long time, and rarely sets foot outside. Miss Lang often comes, she really misses the wind and wants to get close to it. Hold on."

Lu Jinxi didn't answer.

She was at the door just now and heard it. Most of Sister Lang's words really fell on this horse, but whether she was talking about a horse or what this horse represented, I don't know...

Xue Tingzhi heard that she did not refute, nor reprimanded her. She calmed down and continued: "Just Tingzhi also knows that it is not safe for a long time. A month ago, Tingzhi wanted to let the wind lead Go and leave it to Sister Lang to take care of you. But it didn't happen, you were still ill at the time, and Tingzhi didn't dare to bother you, so it was delayed until now."

"Your remarks are so thoughtful and thoughtful that I can't even pick out the slightest mistake."

Lu Jinxi laughed inexplicably, feeling a little complicated for a while.

If you hear the rumors, you should know that Orchid must be a bold and far-sighted man; Xue Kuang is a young general, and he is a great strategist.

It is normal for such a good son to be born from two people like this.

In the end, it was Sister Lang who insisted on coming.

She couldn't do better in Xue Kuang's position. What's more, he immediately gave a plausible solution.

In this world, there are many people who can ask problems, but very few people who can solve them.

The latter is the real one.

Because of these short sentences, Lu Jinxi couldn't help but glance at Xue Tingzhi.

She is pacing the yard at will. The big thick cloak has been given to the egret and told her to take it to chase after sister Lang. Now the wind blows, it pours into her sleeves, it is a little cold meaning.

"You have raised Dafeng for five or six years. It has been following you since the Great General's accident, right? It was really given to Sister Lang, whether she will raise it well or not, let's talk about it for the time being. Are you willing? "

"Ms. Lang really likes the wind, and she will treat it very well in the future. She won't treat it harshly because it is old and can't run." Xue Tingzhi followed her three steps away, and he didn't Dare to get too close, "So, what is there to worry about Tingzhi?"

"You are very open-minded."

The corner of Lu Jinxi's eyes flickered, and he noticed the way he was walking. The left foot is slightly lame, although it is not very obvious, but it is a little wobbly when walking, and it is not very stable.

Although he is tall and tall, and his equipment is extraordinary, his lameness is a fly in the ointment.

I heard that he had this problem when he beat Xue Kuang to bring him back from the border, but I just don't know...

"It's there from birth, it's said that it didn't grow well in the womb."

Xue Tingzhi noticed her gaze, and without waiting for her to ask, he took the initiative to explain, smiling slightly, as if he didn't care much.

"I also asked a doctor, but I didn't raise it well."

The fetus did not grow well...

The Orchid is at the border, the weather is bitter and cold, and there are frequent wars, it is not uncommon for any accident to happen.

Thinking of this, Lu Jinxi moved with a little pity: What does the affairs of his parents have to do with him?

It's getting late.

The wind in the yard also picked up and it became colder.

Lu Jinxi is recovering from a serious illness and is thin, standing here but doesn't mean to leave, there should be more questions to ask.

It's just that if she's cold and sick, he really can't handle it.

So, after thinking for a while, Xue Tingzhi bowed and said, "It's windy and cold outside, and Sister Egret chased Miss Lang again. My mother is recovering from a serious illness, and she can't stand the cold. It's better to go inside to avoid the wind and drink a cup of hot water. tea."

"Alright, I just have a few more questions to ask."

I have looked at the yard outside and can't see anything.

Lu Jinxi did not reject his proposal, but agreed, and followed Xue Tingzhi to the five-room house.

The front one is the main room, but only a few boxwood chairs are lined up. There are no extra decorations, and it faces the air vent. Generally, no one is invited to sit here.

So Xue Tingzhi turned to the left.

The two ear rooms were actually opened up here.

As soon as Lu Jinxi came in, she felt the spaciousness of the place.

There is still an ondol near the window, with a small square table. There are three or two books on it, one of which has a few pages spread out, and there is a small inkstone next to it, with a small pen with sheep's hair hanging on it, the ink is still dry.

A few wenge chairs were put down and leaned against the sides.

Next to the two northeast walls, there are two large rows of bookshelves.

Lu Jinxi sat on the kang, glanced over, and saw the books that were densely packed with bookshelves, most of which were old and seemed to have been read many times.

Not far in front of the bookshelf, there is a large book table with some ordinary rice paper pressed on top of it, with some vague writing on it.

It's too far away to see what was written.

Looking at the furnishings in this room, it should not be Xue Tingzhi's living room, it is only used as a study room for reading, writing and making tea, but even so, it looks too...

Simple, even rudimentary.

It was as cold as an ice cellar, let alone a charcoal basin, even the kang was cold.

The phrase "to avoid the wind" is really not polite.

This house can also be sheltered from the wind.

Lu Jin took a closer look, frowning inwardly.

But Xue Tingzhi didn't feel anything, so he just walked to the door and instructed Lin'an: "First make a cup of hot tea, and then go to inform the lady, ask someone to pick it up, and come back and ask for a charcoal basin,"

"Yes."

Lin'an never left. Seeing that the second grandmother was sitting in her son's room, she was really frightened.

Listening to Xue Tingzhi's orders, he didn't hesitate at all, so he went to work.

Xue Tingzhi walked back, Lu Jinxi just asked him to sit down, but his eyes fell on the books on the side table.

A few random books are "The Old Window Gossip", "Book of Zhou" and "The Thirty-Six Art of War".

However, this open book...

Lu Jinxi's eyes flashed, and she put her finger on it, flipped it gently, turned the dark blue cover over, and saw the four big characters outside——

Politics and dignitaries.

Zhihe is the era name of Xiao Heng, the founding emperor of this dynasty, Jiafeng Emperor. The book "Zhihe Politics" was written by Zuo Yi, a capable minister who assisted Xiao's founding of the country.

But looking at the word "political dignitaries", she knew that this was a book on politics.

On the opened pages, in addition to the printed type, there are two different types of handwriting.

One handwriting looks a little old, strong and strong, with a little comment between the lines; the other handwriting is a little new, each stroke is sharp, sharp and sharp...

The latter is in line with Lu Jinxi's impression of Xue Tingzhi.

Ambition and a knife at heart.

She turned her eyes and saw that after Lin'an was instructed, Xue Tingzhi had come back to stand not far away from her, as if he saw her flipping the book, and didn't make a sound to disturb her.

"Sit down."

Lu Jinxi had no grudges or grudges against him, and knew that he had inconveniences in his legs and feet, so he couldn't bear to be embarrassed for him.

She had already turned over the account books in the house.

In Xue Tingzhi's yard, Yi Ying has a lot of expenses, but the only thing is that he didn't invite Mr.

But seeing the handwriting now, and looking at the well-informed comments, she knew that this talent was quite astounding.

Looking away from the old and new handwriting, Lu Jinxi only asked, "Did you teach it all by yourself?"

"I was literate when I was at the border in my early years, and I was taught by my father. The old books I read now also have my father's old annotations, so I can study by myself."

Xue Tingzhi didn't know why Lu Jinxi asked this, but answered truthfully.

Lu Jinxi listened, but did not speak for a long time.

Although the study room is simple and the books are all old books, there are Xue Kuang's comments on the books. If it wasn't for his own idea, who would dare to put all these things here?

Also "be taught by my father", which means "opening a small stove"!

My son...

This great general, waiting for this concubine, is even more kissable than his direct son.

Although Xue Chi is a posthumous child, there are no old books in the room, so I want to come here. It is estimated that how many have moved here.

Lu Jinxi put his finger on the page like a green onion, and for some reason, feeling a little cold, he slowly moved his hand away.