Wen Dongyan used the goose feather fan to cover his smile.
Chongjiu turned his back and shrugged his shoulders. Apparently, he was also secretly laughing.
Jia Xie silently wiped the tea on his face. His face was expressionless, but his heart was collapsing.
Shuijing also felt a little embarrassed. He coughed twice and looked up at Jia Xie who was kneeling in front of him. He hesitated and asked, "You are … Jia Xie?" There was some uncertainty in his tone.
The two secret guards who brought Jia Xie back were stunned. They looked at each other in confusion. One of them said, "Master, we heard the servants of the Jia Mansion call him Master. It shouldn't be wrong."
"Master doesn't recognize me?" Jia Xie said faintly. "That's right. We haven't seen each other for many years. It's natural that master doesn't recognize me. It's just that … "He looked at Shuijing sadly." 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 dramas? How come when it came to him, it became tea that was sprayed on his face? The most abominable thing was that the master he missed so much didn't remember him. No matter what, they used to climb over walls, climb trees to get bird eggs, and catch fish in the water. They swore to be good friends of the capital's playboys!
Shuijing was startled by Jia Xie's resentful eyes. He said angrily, "Did you look like this in the past? What's so strange about me not recognizing you? "
Jia Xie had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a high nose. Although he couldn't be called a handsome man, he could be called handsome. But looking at him now, his originally large eyes looked like those of a rat on his plump round face. Furthermore, his eyes were dark, his complexion was yellow, and his lips were blue and bloodless … He had the classic look of a wretched old man.
People who didn't know better would think that they had the same name or that someone was deliberately using Jia Xie's name to ruin his reputation.
Hearing the 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 undergone a "qualitative" leap.
He resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He turned to Chongjiu and said, "Hurry up and bring a mirror for Master She. Let him take a good look at his current appearance."
She pointed at Jia Xie's nose and said, "The only similarity between you and that year is that you are thick-skinned. Oh, maybe even thicker than that year. 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 Jia Xie was, he was almost 40 years old and was still being called wretched in front of his face. Even if the person who called him out was Shuijing, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to faint immediately.
Of course, it would be best if he could vomit a mouthful of blood before he fainted. That way, he could gain some sympathy. But he didn't vomit blood. After a long time, he didn't even have a trace of blood.
Sometimes, it was a problem to have a strong psychological quality.
Jia Xie inexplicably felt a sense of pride. That feeling of depression also flew to Java Island. But he still decided to shake his body and pretend that he was about to faint. He reminded Shuijing not to go too far.
Just as his body staggered backward, a voice that was as refreshing as a spring breeze, but sounded extremely hateful to him, "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. He didn't pretend to faint anymore. He angrily stared at the person who spoke.
Wen Dongyan noticed his gaze, so he turned around and nodded at him with a smile.
Jia Xie was 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. Instead, he wanted to be a small steward of the Shuijing. Wasn't he crazy? He definitely didn't mean to slander the Shuijing. He just expressed the thoughts of many people after this incident. Even though the Shuijing's position was very high, but being a steward wasn't as good as being a high-ranking official.
In reality, it didn't matter if he was crazy or not. But he had stolen his position as the most favored person 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. 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.
The Shuijing knocked on the table and said in dissatisfaction: "Where are your eyes looking at! Tell me, what have you done these years? " He furrowed his brows, "You wouldn't spend all your time robbing women, going to brothels, and using your power to bully people, right?"
Jia She defended himself, "When did I kidnap a civilian girl? Those girls all followed me willingly. "
The 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 had 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 the bottom first, ha ha … … "Jia Xie laughed as he spoke. 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. It's much happier than when I was only with her … … "
The Shuijing originally thought that Jia Xie had become a libertine and had 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 Xie had spent a lot of effort to marry her.
Zhang Xianfang came from a scholarly family. All the officials in her family were civil officials, and her relatives were also scholarly families. Although Jia Xie had a title of nobility, he was born in a military family. Since ancient times, scholars looked down on military officials. When Zhang Xianfang's parents wanted to see her relatives, Jia Xie wasn't even considered.
Jia Xie was also very strange. He had a headache when he saw books, 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.
But Jia Xie's brain was hopeless when it came to literature. Talking to him 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.
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