Chapter 30 Double Jade

Naturally, the tip of the hairpin could not be pierced by fingers. Zhao Surui pointed at Shen Shiqing's waist again:

"knife."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After taking the knife, Zhao Surui casually rubbed his fingers on the blade and directly applied it to the two pieces of white jade.

He handed the knife to Shen Shiqing again.

Shen Shiqing looked at the knife and said with some embarrassment: "Your Majesty, civilian women dare not damage the dragon's body."

"Trash, you are me now. You used my hand to hold a knife and injured my hand. What the hell is it none of your business?!"

Zhao Surui took two steps forward and put the knife in "his" hand.

Shen Shiqing held the handle of the knife, turned her head slightly, and closed her eyes as she was about to plunge her hand into the knife. Zhao Surui was so frightened that he quickly grabbed "his" wrist.

"I asked you to make a small cut in your hand, but I didn't want you to destroy my hand! How dare you put a hairpin on your shoulder?"

Zhao Surui got angry when he saw the cowardice on "his" face. He was the wise and mighty Emperor Yongzhaode. He had great achievements in opening up territories and expanding his army. His wiseness and might were unparalleled in the world. It was a waste to let Shen Sanhua use his identity!

After taking the blood and smearing it on the jade seal and jade beads, Zhao Surui glared at "himself" who was being bandaged:

"You go and sleep on the couch over there. After you change back tomorrow, you can stay in this courtyard for now. You can leave before I let you go."

After hearing what Zhao Surui said, Shen Shiqing quickly agreed.

Zhao Surui still disliked him no matter what, but there were only two people in this room, one was his body and the other was his soul. No matter which one he killed to vent his anger, he would end up killing himself.

Thinking this way, he became even more angry.

"Shen Shao was a champion from a poor family, and he was considered a pillar of the imperial court when he was alive. How come he has a daughter like you?"

Hearing these words, Shen Shiqing's heart moved slightly, but her face was still a little frightened:

"A common woman would like to thank His Majesty for your praise on behalf of her late father."

"Are I complimenting your father?!"

Zhao Surui put his hands on his hips but accidentally touched the wound on his hand. He hissed and felt more and more aggrieved.

"Your Majesty, let the civilian woman wrap up your wound."

Shen Shiqing grabbed half of the handkerchief in her hand and looked at "her" hand.

Zhao Surui pinched his injured finger and sneered: "Ha, that's right, this is your own body, and the blood that bleeds is also yours."

Shen Shiqing took two steps forward, lowered her eyes, and dexterously held the handkerchief with her fingers to carefully bandage "himself".

The hands belonging to "Shen Shiqing" are indeed long and slender, but they are not the slender hands that are sought after. There are thick calluses on the fingers of the right hand, which are worn out by holding pens for many years. In addition, there are some small fingers in the palm and between the fingers. of scars.

Looking at this hand, Shen Shiqing suddenly remembered her past self.

Day after day, she sat in front of a desk, writing and drawing... It was as if she was born in the world, but only had the small space in front of her.

She spent her days toiling between pens and paper, feeling more and more that her lips and teeth were useless and that the world was mute.

"Shen Sanfai? What are you looking at?"

Zhao Surui withdrew his hand and avoided Shen Shiqing's gaze.

Shen Sanfei actually dared to look down at him. If he hadn't used his body, he would have sent people to drag him down.

"The women of the common people saw that His Majesty was in such good spirits and were very envious." Shen Shiqing said it sincerely.

Moody, youthful and arrogant...the young monarch she had painted little by little in the palace these days seemed to have jumped out of the scroll in her heart. Although she was using her skin, she did not look like "Shen Shiqing" at all. .

Those eyes will be angry, and the hands and feet will kick and hit out of anger, as if they can make this world a thousand times more messy to comfort themselves if they feel a little wronged.

How could she not envy such a person?

Zhao Surui snorted again.

He took two steps back and sat on the chair.

"To live a life of cowardice and incompetence without fighting or grabbing, it would be better to be reincarnated as a beast from the beginning! You are obviously from a good background and have some cleverness in writing and painting. How could you let yourself be bullied by a slave step by step? ?! There are several good maids around you, who are available, who have power to borrow, and who have wealth to rely on...but you are useless at everything, you are a waste, you are a waste, you have become a living joke!"

Shen Shiqing lowered her head slightly:

"Your Majesty said so."

What a cotton character!

Zhao Surui picked up the thing and wanted to throw it out, but then he remembered that he was holding the hairpin with the blood of two people on it.

"Shushan is the most important thing."

Looking at the small characters engraved on the hairpin stem, he couldn't help but sneer.

"This hairpin was left to you by your parents?"

"Your Majesty, my father gave it to a commoner's wife in the 17th year of Mingkang."

Mingkang is the reign name of the late emperor. The seventeenth year of Mingkang was the last year of the late emperor's reign. The next year will be the first year of Zhaode.

Zhao Surui looked at the private seal that he had never left, and was silent for a rare moment.

"So that's it." He figured out the connection and said slowly, "In the 17th year of Mingkang, my brother won a piece of jade from a Duqin man by archery. He told me when he gave me this seal. Although the jade material was good, it was also small. He gave away a jade bead from the remaining material. My brother, the emperor, trusted Shen Shao very much, so he probably rewarded him with the jade bead. I didn’t expect that the prince would reward your father with something. Instead of wearing it myself, I made a hairpin for you."

He picked up the seal and looked at the four words "A gentleman is not a gentleman" on it, and then slowly put it down:

"Back then, I was obsessed with the art of marching and fighting. I was tired of the principles in those books. From time to time, I would be taught a lesson by the late emperor. I am still not convinced. My brother is responsible for this world. As for myself, as long as I can fight, That's good. My imperial brother engraved these four words on this chapter for me."

The rain is heavy outside the door, the autumn water is deep, the yellow leaves are scattered in the pond, and the birds are lonely under the eaves.

Zhao Surui leaned on the chair, recalling that he was lying on the bed after being taught by his father. His brother came in with a smile and took the medicine. Outside, there was Sister Lin's uncontrollable laughter.

It was the spring of the seventeenth year of Mingkang, and the palace was already discussing the matter of marrying the prince next year. He, the King of Zhaoqin, was lying on the bed in the East Palace, watching a pair of beautiful women squinting in front of him, and he suddenly felt that there was something wrong with him. Butt still hurts.

But days like that are like birds under the eaves on a rainy night, flying up and never seen again.

In June, the Huaihe River flooded, and the prince who was sent to the south of the Yangtze River turned to Xuzhou to look for flood conditions. When he returned to the capital, there were lamentations for ten miles, and the world was in peace.

The person who died in Huai River with the prince was Shen Shao, the co-organizer of the university.

Thinking of Shen Shao, the anger in Zhao Surui's heart became lighter.

While he was meditating, Shen Shiqing, who was standing aside, looked at the hairpin in his hand.

"A commoner woman... was quite unruly when she was young. My father liked to dress me up like a boy and take me to various poetry gatherings. He only said that the commoner woman was his distant cousin. As time went by, the commoner woman gave birth to some children. Men are unwilling to study, but they can take the imperial examination and become officials and ministers, while women study... but they are just studying. The name of a talented woman cannot be exchanged for making decisions for the people or being praised by the cabinet. These unwillingnesses are hidden in the women of the people. In her heart, the folk woman gradually had some thoughts that were not tolerated by the world. That year, a good friend of my father wanted his son to get married to the folk woman. The folk woman wrote a couplet and hung it when he came. In front of Shen's house, he ridiculed him for only being interested in the word "big scholar". The marriage was naturally abandoned, and the civilian woman was scolded by her parents for the first time in her life. After a few days, my father gave the hairpin to the civilian woman. "

It was originally the same piece of jade, but half of it was made into a chapter and the other half was made into a hairpin.

Zhang Zi gave a man to a man and told him that "a gentleman is not worthy of anything".

When he gave a hairpin to a woman, he asked her to "be kind and kind".

He who is not a gentleman will eventually become the king.

The most important thing is to be kind and kind, but to be a second cousin.

The fire in the brazier was a little sluggish. Shen Shiqing took charcoal from the charcoal box and put it into the brazier. Sparks jumped and reflected on her face.

Zhao Surui looked at the face that belonged to him and felt both familiar and strange.

Although Shen Sanfei is useless, his demeanor is calm and steady. This kind of temperament makes his face look older, a little more "steady" that those civil servants clamor for every day.

The queen mother must have liked "Zhao Surui" very much when she saw him like this, right? He was more like his elder brother and his father.

This thought came out of his heart, like a vine sprouting from the ground, entangled in Zhao Surui's heart.

He waved his hands indiscriminately and lost interest in talking. No one was around to wait on him, so he put on his clothes and rolled into bed: "Go to sleep quickly."

"yes."

Shen Shiqing found a bedding for the servants from the cabinet. She lay down with her clothes on and heard the continuous patter of rain outside.

The sound of the watchman's gong could be heard in the distance, as misty as smoke.

Shen Shiqing closed her eyes and suppressed the countless thoughts in her heart.

"Shen Sanbai."

"His Majesty."

"Your aunt named Liu is just ignorant. The Xie family is about to fall and she wants you to go back and die with the Xie family. I will scold her away for you. She will talk nonsense in front of you again." , you just beat the person out."

Shen Shiqing yawned silently:

"Your Majesty, what Aunt Liu said is the way for a woman to survive in this world. It's not that I don't listen, so this way is gone."

Zhao Surui turned over and saw a bit of the sleeve corner of the flying fish robe on the couch through the light.

"Then you listened to her and really died with the Xie family? If you really think so, I will help you immediately!"

"Your Majesty, the common woman didn't think that way. The common woman just said... A person walking in the world is like walking on a mountain road blindfolded. The abyss is close at hand. What Aunt Liu said is like the mountain wind in the valley to me. The roaring apes and the cries of the monkeys, and when I heard those words, I knew where the abyss was."

abyss?

Zhao Surui frowned. He wanted to say something, but he was really tired that day, and Shen Sanfei's menstrual period had just ended. He opened his mouth and fell asleep before he could figure out what he wanted to say.

Shen Shiqing heard the even breathing, she smiled and closed her eyes.
To be continued...