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"You don't recognize me anymore?" Jia Xie said faintly.
"That's true.
I haven't seen you for many years. It's natural that you don't recognize me. It's just that … "He glanced at Shuijing plaintively.
"I recognized you at a glance!"
Jia Xie felt very wronged, very wronged. They hadn't seen each other for so many years. Shouldn't there be an exciting scene when they met again? Wasn't it always like this in the dramas? How come when it came to him, it turned into spitting tea on his face? The most abominable thing was that the master he missed so much didn't remember him. After all, they had climbed over walls together, climbed trees to fish for bird eggs, and swore to be good buddies of the capital's playboys!
Shuijing was startled by Jia Xie's resentful gaze.
He said unhappily, "Did you look like this in the past? What's so strange about me not recognizing you? "
In the past, Jia Xie had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a high nose.
Although he couldn't be called a handsome man, he was still worthy of the word handsome. But look at him now.
The original big eyes in a plump round face were set off by force into the eyes of a mouse
His eyes were dark and his face was yellow.
His lips were blue and bloodless … the classic style of a wretched old man.
He didn't know.
He thought it was someone with the same name, or someone deliberately used Jia Xie's name to ruin his reputation!
He heard a familiar tone.
Jia Xie couldn't help but retort, "I'm almost a grandfather now. Of course, I can't compare myself to when I was young."
Shuijing chuckled in his heart.
Others had undergone a "quantitative" change, but he had directly undergone a "qualitative" leap.
He resisted the urge to roll his eyes and turned to Chongjiu and said, "Hurry up and bring a mirror for your master.
Let him take a good look at his current appearance. "
After saying that, he thought about it again.
He pointed at Jia Xie's nose and said, "The only similarity between you and the past is that your skin is thick."
Oh.
It might even be thicker than before. With your current wretched face, if you had looked like this back then, I would never have let you be my study companion. "
No matter how thick-skinned the Jia Xie was, he was still nearly forty years old, and he was still being scolded in front of his face. Even if the person who scolded him was Shuijing, he was still so embarrassed that he wanted to faint immediately.
Of course, it would be best if he could spit out a mouthful of blood before fainting. That way, he could gain some sympathy. But let alone vomiting blood, even after brewing for half a day, there wasn't even a trace of blood.
Sometimes, being too mentally strong can be a problem …
Jia Xie inexplicably felt a sense of pride, and that feeling of depression also flew to Java Island. However, he still decided to shake his body and pretend that he was about to faint, reminding Shuijing not to go overboard.
Just as his body staggered backward, a voice that was like a spring breeze but sounded extremely annoying to him rang out. "Master, there must be a reason why Marquis Jia 'en has become like this. You should not be too harsh on him."
Jia Xie immediately stabilized his body and stopped pretending to faint. He angrily glared at the person who spoke.
Wen Dongyan noticed his gaze, so he turned around and nodded at him with a smile.
Jia Xie became even angrier. His eyes were wide open, and his chest was heaving up and down as if it was about to explode.
Wen! Dong! Yan!
He fiercely said these three words in his heart. Speaking of the grievances between him and Wen Dongyan, it would take more than three days and three nights to finish talking. He couldn't understand why Wen Dongyan, as the top scorer of three consecutive exams, didn't want to be a high-ranking official, but went to the Shuijing to be a small steward. Wasn't this crazy? He definitely didn't have any intention of slandering Shuijing when he said this. He was just expressing the thoughts of many people after the incident that year. Even though the Shuijing's position was very high, but being a steward was not as good as being a high-ranking official.
Actually, whether he was crazy or not was not his business, but he had stolen his position in front of Prince Rui and greatly harmed his interests. That was his business. Thinking back to when the Shuijing left the capital to travel, he didn't take him with him. Instead, he took away Wen Dongyan, who had only appeared for less than a year.
The more Jia Xie thought about it, the angrier he got. He angrily glared at him a few more times.
Shuijing knocked on the table and said unhappily: "Where are your eyes looking at! Tell me, what have you been doing all these years? " He furrowed his brows, "It can't be that you've been forcefully kidnapping women, going to brothels, and bullying people all day?"
Jia Xie defended himself: "When did I kidnap women? Those girls all followed me willingly. "
Shuijing still looked at him suspiciously. With Jia Xie's current appearance, he found it hard to believe that there would be girls willing to serve him. Even if it was a girl from a brothel, there was an eighty percent chance that they wouldn't be willing. Unless it was a Jia Xie when he was young.
But if it was the Jia Xie of the past, he wouldn't be interested in those flowers and plants.
He couldn't help but sigh: "If Xianfang knew that you've become like this, I wonder what she would think?"
"What would she think? She would definitely be angry and twist my ears to make me kneel on the washboard. But, she would have to climb up from below first, ha ha … … "Jia Xie laughed as he spoke, but his eyes quickly turned red," But that might not be the case. She could be so heartless as to abandon us both. She probably wouldn't care about what I do. In fact, it's quite good now. I have a wife and concubines, and I can go to a brothel from time to time. Compared to when I was only with her … … it's much happier … … "
Shuijing originally thought that Jia Xie had become a libertine and would have forgotten about Zhang Xianfang. He didn't expect that just as he mentioned her name, Jia Xie would burst into tears. He suddenly felt a little confused.
Zhang Xianfang was Jia Xie's first wife. Speaking of which, Jia She had spent a lot of effort to marry her back then.
Zhang Xianfang came from a scholarly family. All the officials in her family were civil officials, and the people who married into her family were also from scholarly families. Jia Xie had a title of nobility, but he was born in a family of generals. Since ancient times, scholars looked down on generals. When Zhang Xianfang's parents wanted to marry her, Jia Xie wasn't even considered.
Jia Xie was also very strange. He had a headache when he saw the book, but he fell in love with Zhang Xianfang, who was the most talented woman in the capital at that time. Jia Xie also knew that he couldn't enter Zhang Xianfang's father's eyes, so he took a book to Zhang Xianfang's father every day and humbly asked for advice.
However, Jia Xie's brain was hopeless when it came to literature. Talking to him about articles was like playing the lute to a cow. After a few times, Zhang Xianfang's father had a headache whenever he heard the name Jia Xie, which completely had the opposite effect.
Shuijing at that time expressed that he couldn't help. Although he had a noble status, he couldn't force Jia Xie to marry his daughter to him. This was not the way to bully others.
Shuijing was scared and took a step back. He was too shocked to stop it. When he came back to his senses, the dark-faced man's forehead was full of blood.
Shuijing just looked at his face. His eyebrows were low, his eyes were drooping, his eyes were dull, and his spirit was dispirited. Recently, he was indeed being harassed by villains. He was afraid that he would lose money and lose his life.
However, the dark-faced man just asked him to save him …
This was the second person today who asked him to save his life. Was it because he looked like a merciful Bodhisattva?
Shuijing was a little narcissistic, but not to this extent. Besides, in the past, no one would ask him to save his life as soon as they saw him. Today was really strange.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at the dark-faced man who had stopped kowtowing but was still kneeling on the ground. After a while, he said, "Tell me, what kind of trouble have you encountered?"
If the dark-faced man directly told him about his difficulties, then his purpose was mainly to ask for help and not to have his fortune told.
Shuijing was a little puzzled. Although he didn't deliberately hide his whereabouts, it would be difficult for someone to inquire about him. This dark-faced man looked like a poor man who worked in the fields all year round. According to common sense, he shouldn't know his identity.
Shuijing had two guesses as to why the dark-faced man would ask for help from a fortune teller without knowing his true identity. Either the dark-faced man had lost his mind, or someone said something behind his back to make him so certain. Shuijing was more inclined to the second possibility.
The dark-faced man clearly didn't understand the twists and turns in the story. He honestly said, "My family has lived in a ravine in the suburbs for several generations. My family has been guarding the twenty mu of land outside the door. A few days ago, I don't know where a group of ruffians came from. They took a piece of paper and said that I had sold the land and house to them. I don't know how to read, so I don't know what was written on the paper. But I'm very sure that I have never sold the land and house to anyone. It's even more impossible for my family. Those people simply didn't listen to my explanation and smashed the house. They even injured my father. " He stopped to take a few breaths and angrily said, "My family relies on this land to make a living. If I move out, my family will starve to death. Those people gave me a deadline. If I don't move out by tomorrow, they will drive my family out. "
Forcibly occupying the land!
Shuijing's eyes suddenly became sharp.
People who could do this were generally people with power and influence. As long as they communicated with the government and created a fake document, the owner of the land would immediately change. This was especially true for people like the dark-faced man who lived in the ravine in the suburbs. Every household was far away, so if something happened to them, no one would know. Those ruffians would first symbolically inform the dark-faced man and put on airs. If the dark-faced man wasn't willing to submit to power and insisted on not moving out, they would kill his entire family and throw the bodies into the mountains. No one would know that they were dead for eight to ten years. Even if someone asked in the future, they could say that they were given time to move out. They wouldn't know where they moved to. Besides, officials protected each other. They wouldn't offend someone they couldn't afford to offend for a few commoners.
Sure enough, the dark-faced man said, "I went to report it to the government, but I was driven out before I could even enter the yamen. I had no choice, so I could only … "He suddenly closed his mouth and didn't say another word.
"Could only what?" Shuijing looked at him and knew that what he was about to say was related to him coming to find him, "What did you do after that?"
The dark-faced man's voice became small again, "I, I came to find you."
Shuijing leaned back in his chair, "Tell me the truth, and I will guarantee the safety of your land, house, and even your family. How about it?"
The dark-faced man's face tensed up, but his mouth was still tightly shut.
Shuijing was also very patient. He played with the ring on his thumb.
Time passed by slowly. The dark-faced man, who was worried about the livelihood of his family, couldn't hold it in anymore. He said in a low voice, "I just went to Mr. Ge's place to do a divination. He said that unless someone important helped us, my family would be in danger." The dark-faced man carefully glanced at Shuijing, "He was the one who asked me to find you."
"Mr. Ge?"
"It's that Taoist priest." The dark-faced man pointed diagonally across from him.
That skinny old Taoist priest!?
Shuijing was shocked. He immediately stood up and strode toward the skinny old Taoist priest's stall. However, other than the stall, the skinny old Taoist priest was nowhere to be seen.
The dark-faced man followed him all the way. When he saw Shuijing's uncertain expression, he asked anxiously, "Is … is there a problem?"
Shuijing took a deep breath, "It's nothing. You can go back first."
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