One hundred and twentieth chapters self-deceiving awe
The window was open, and the late autumn wind carried the smell of frost, rising and falling, causing the flame of the white candle placed in the porcelain basin on the desk to sway. Zhang Ning saw that the cross-collar coat on the young girl's body was loosely draped.
On the body, he stretched out his hands to close her in the middle. His face, reflected in the flickering candlelight, seemed to become cloudy and uncertain.
He didn't notice that every time such subtle care was tempting others to slowly fall into the abyss. His face seemed to be very calm, but there was a hint of forbearance. Zhang Xiaomei recalled that his expression looked like this when he looked at the auspicious talisman.
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There is no need to say some things out loud, just keep them in your heart. The younger sister looked at him innocently: "Brother, I seem to have said the wrong thing. Just now..."
A blush rose on her cheeks, and she couldn't help but speak too bluntly. She suddenly felt ashamed, then lowered her head and pinched the corner of her clothes. When Zhang Ning saw this, he said: "No outsiders, just say it."
, don’t worry about it, it’s getting late, go back to your room and rest, my brother has important things to do tomorrow, so be obedient.”
Zhang Xiaomei lowered her head and dawdled for a while, then stood up slowly. She had experience, usually there would be no results at this time, only loss; but there was an exception, that is, when she was in Nanjing, her family all forced her to
Wanting her to get married, she couldn't help but be willful. As expected, her brother still doted on her. Not only did he comply with her unreasonable request, but he also brought her to the capital. If she hadn't mustered up the courage to act recklessly, how could she be here now?
Hearing his brother patiently coaxing and coaxing her, how could he hold her hand and hug her?
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaomei's depressed mood rose again. She suddenly raised her head and said, "Brother is deceiving himself!"
Seeing her angry look, Zhang Ning blurted out and asked: "Why do you say that?"
The younger sister said: "You clearly don't want to let go of others, but you still always pretend to be a good person and a gentleman. Isn't it hypocrisy or self-deception?"
It's not easy for anyone to be exposed, and Zhang Ning is no exception. He said angrily: "Little sister, do you think that my brother's kindness to you is all fake?"
Seeing that he was slightly excited, the younger sister no longer had to be calm as usual, and a smile appeared on her lips: "Then let me ask you, you always say how can I get married and have children, but you think about it yourself
Do you think you are really willing to marry me off and become someone else's family? Don't you feel uncomfortable?"
"I..." Zhang Ning hesitated and looked at her in astonishment.
Zhang Xiaomei took a step forward, raised her head and looked into his eyes: "What if the person whom my brother treats as a treasure is looked down upon as if he were a piece of grass? You can only be anxious. Will you regret it then?"
Zhang Ning was just thinking about what she said, but his thoughts were suddenly caught up in him. He couldn't help but take a step back, as if a cute little girl would bully him. He lacked confidence and said: "...but I will choose a good family for you, one who won't be like you."
It's so unbearable to say that my little sister is a lovable girl."
"What are you afraid of, brother?" The younger sister took two steps closer, and her soft breasts were almost touching Zhang Ning's body. She added, "When you left Beijing, I was with Miss Luo, and we met at Yang's house.
A young man named Dong. He asked about my origin from the Yang family... My brother is so willing to help me find out which family this young man is from?"
Sure enough, Zhang Ning suddenly became angry, as if his male instinct was being challenged, and his face changed slightly. He suddenly noticed that the little girl was looking at his face with a smile, and felt as if he had been tricked, so he pretended to be nonchalant.
Looks like: "Which company is it from?"
"Let me ask you." The little girl said softly. She blew out the candle while Zhang Ning was burying his head in sorting out his emotions and thoughts.
In the darkness, Zhang Ning felt a heavy weight on his body, and the soft body of his little sister was in his arms. She stood up on tiptoes and whispered: "Hold me just like you did at home that night. I wake up many nights."
They all thought that my brother was around."
Zhang Ning was silent for a while and said: "You are still young and don't understand, but brother has to think about the consequences of his actions. If there is no restraint and distinction in the relationship between us, brother and sister, we will not be accepted by the people around us no matter where we are. If there is any
The same will be true one day when I no longer serve as an official. Unless we are isolated from the world, how can we be isolated from the world while we are still alive? The key point is that you are getting older every year. My brother cannot be with you for a lifetime, so he cannot selfishly possess...
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"I just want to be with my brother for the rest of my life. I want him to pamper me all the time." The younger sister suddenly became willful and hugged him tightly. "You said it well, but you also have that kind of thoughts. What are you going to do?
Well...you're not my biological brother, so I'm not afraid of you, so what are you afraid of?"
After a while, Zhang Ning said softly: "This is unfair to you, because you have better hope... How should I say it..."
The younger sister gently leaned her head on his shoulder: "Brother, speak slowly, I like to listen to you."
Zhang Ning said: "Then sit down, light the lamp, and let's have a good chat for a while."
"I don't! I have to hold you like this. Don't be so stingy. Let me smell my brother's scent for a while longer. It feels so comfortable."
Zhang Ning then said slowly: "I always have a sense of awe towards people who have hope, even if they are just a weak little girl. I am afraid that if she takes the wrong path because of me, she will blame myself if there is no way out..."
He thought of Zhou Qiang, his best friend in his previous life, and sighed, "People will change. Although you are so dependent on your brother now, don't be anxious, let it take its course, and you will slowly find what you should have."
Things; and the temporary longing may just be the budding love of love, maybe it feels important now, but in fact it is meaningless after it has passed. I don’t know how to explain it clearly, can my little sister understand? "
The younger sister nodded: "I'm not a fool, I can understand."
"That's good, I'll take you back to your room. Brother is really tired today." Zhang Ning said a little tiredly.
The little girl said "Hmm" obediently. Zhang Ning then looked for the fire seal and found that there were still sparks. He lit the candle and sent her out. The two people, one tall and one short, walked along the eaves for a while and came to the door of the wing. This scene was like this
It seems to have happened many, many times.
"If that person doesn't have the 'hope' that brother said, but the world doesn't allow them to be together, what will happen to brother?" The little sister's weird mind suddenly came up with a question.
When Zhang Ning was asked this question, she seemed to feel the chain in her arms still pinching her, so she whispered: "Dependence is not necessarily an affair between children. I will try my best to be with her."
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Everything in the world has no emotions, but when people look at things with lonely eyes, the sunny capital has no enthusiasm. The late autumn and early winter sunshine shines on him, and Zhang Ning still feels that the rows of official residences in the south of the imperial city are gray.
Walking along the road paved with stone bricks towards the majestic imperial city, he tried his best to keep his head upright and chest out to be etiquette. He said that he would go to Fengtianmen in the afternoon to see the emperor, but it was just noon now. Zhang Ning had eaten and dressed up.
Just wait outside the Meridian Gate. When the emperor delivers the edict, you can go in immediately. Otherwise, can you still let the emperor wait for you?
After a while, Hu Ying came too. As expected, he also came early. Next to him was Old Biao Yan, who also limped along on foot.
Zhang Ning hurriedly clasped his fists in greeting, with a friendly smile on his face: "I'm going to pay my respects to Mr. Hu. Mr. Yan also wants to meet the saint?"
Hu Ying and Yan Ruofei both responded kindly. Hu Ying said: "Yan Ruofei also participated in this case, but he was not summoned by the emperor. He will be asked to wait here for a while. If the emperor does not mention him, he will not go in." .”
"I see." Zhang Ning nodded in agreement.
Now Hu and Zhang have become political enemies, but their personal relationship seems to be the same as before. Zhang Ning understands that confrontation does not necessarily mean enmity, and alliance does not necessarily mean love. He often can't help himself when hanging out, so there is no need to be too persistent. He thought about it. He just said: "I remember that when I first became an official, I was taught by Hu Butang on how to serve as an official and control people. I have always respected you."
This sentence was really flattering. Hu Ying pondered for a moment and suddenly smiled heartily: "As an official, you will have to return to your field. You and I have forgotten our friendship. Maybe we can have a drink at the red stove in the future."
Zhang Ning smiled and said: "The right way is 'a ladle of turbid wine will drain out all the joy, don't sleep in the cold tonight'."
"It's a good job to speak long and short sentences in peace letters." Hu Ying said casually, with a straight face filled with Chinese characters and a smile that was not offensive.
After a while, someone came out of the imperial city. They stopped talking and laughing, and stood on the stone bricks in a polite manner. The eunuch said loudly: "Hu Ying, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and Zhang Ning, the minister of the etiquette department of the Ministry of Rites, have arrived. Royal Gate Face Saint."
The three of them knelt down and worshiped together, and the two of them shouted in unison to receive the order.
Hu Ying stretched out her hand to support her hat, tugged on her clothes, and walked forward unceremoniously. He was already a few levels higher in rank, so Zhang Ning followed behind and went in together. Along the spotlessly clean Imperial City Road, she arrived at Fengtian. Door.
Zhu Zhanji was listening to the government at the imperial court. He seemed to have just arrived after lunch. There were many memorials and files piled on the imperial desk. It was still early and the officials on duty had not yet arrived. He stretched out his hand and made a slight movement, and the officials and chamberlains present also He resigned. Eunuch Haitao walked him to the door before standing still.
Zhang Ning had already submitted a memorial, so Zhu Zhanji asked Hu Ying to summarize the investigation on the spot on the grounds that Hu Ying was in charge of the overall situation. Hu Ying naturally said it in a direction that was beneficial to him. The first thing was to ward off evil spirits: He thought that this visit to the south was It can only be proved that most anti-evil incense is non-toxic, but it cannot be inferred that all such things are non-toxic.
Zhang Ning retorted: "I have tried my best to obtain physical evidence as evidence. It is difficult to find all the anti-evil incense, but a large number of evidences have confirmed that it is not toxic by itself. If it becomes toxic, it must be mixed with other things. Why didn’t Mr. Hu find someone to identify what was mixed in it?”
Hu Yingsui hinted that he knew how Wang Meiren died due to the experiment he did in the palace last time, and thought that Zhang Ning didn't know so he couldn't explain it clearly. For a while, they all insisted on their own opinions, and no one could completely convince the other. Only the emperor Zhu Zhanji could the opinion of.
At this moment, Haitao's voice was suddenly heard: "Your Majesty is busy with something, what are you... doing?"
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