The round wooden stick is rolled on the chopping board, and one hand turns it skillfully, and the dough gradually becomes thinner under the pulling and squeezing.
Jiang wanted to make a simple pot of wontons.
But as she was rolling the dough, she heard crying from the other side of the study, she was startled for a moment, unavoidably worried, and looked out the window hesitantly.
This piece of wood in my house had almost nothing to do with women in the past.
The second girl Jiang...
Could it be the one who was rumored to have something to do with him?
At that time, Jiang thought it was a rumor.
The neighbors in the neighborhood were joking, and she only said that if there was something wrong with it, with that kid's silent temper, he should have liked him early in the morning and would marry him back home sooner or later.
Unexpectedly, the girl came to the door.
Looking at his depressed look, he cared very much about other girls, but his lukewarm attitude made her, a mother, angry when she saw it, as if she had swallowed Coptis chinensis.
I don't know what to say, and it made people cry.
Seeing that the girl was pleasing to the eye, Mrs. Jiang didn't think about whether the girl treated her son badly, but thought that the son was smelly and hard, and he was not enlightened at all.
Water boiled on the stove.
The dough is also rolled out enough.
She calculated the time, fearing that the girl inside hadn't eaten when she came in the morning, so she wouldn't be able to go in and ask more questions, so she simply wrapped a few more wontons, pinched them one by one quickly, and threw them in after the water boiled.
It took a while for the crying in the study to subside.
Jiang Xuening sat on the ground, hugged her knees, her eyes fell blankly on the corner of Zhang Zhe's cold-colored sleeve robe, only feeling the trick of fate.
I used to think that rebirth could save everything and start over.
But how can you imagine—
The person she cared about the most and didn't want to hurt the most came back with memories?
When she was crying, Zhang Zhe didn't say a word, just stayed by her side, letting the sobs tear his heart and lungs apart, giving him a strong feeling of being alive.
Only pain and suffering are the deepest.
And only when facing her, those vivid emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, joy, greed, anger, ignorance and resentment that were deeply suppressed under the cold body on weekdays will climb up, let him feel, one day at a time. Day cannot extricate itself.
It's just that I can't control my own price, but it's too tragic.
Even thinking about it seems to be covered with blood.
That day and night in the palace, she lowered her brows and eyes, lowered her posture, pulled his sleeves, lied to him that she would be a good person from now on, and only begged him to help her.
Dangers loomed large at the court.
Xiao Shu was pregnant, she fought fiercely with Xiao Shi, and got too deep. In that position, it was impossible to withdraw, and losing meant death.
Zhou Yinzhi is her confidant.
He is cruel and ruthless, and forms a clique for personal gain.
He has no reason to let this person go, no matter because of the law or reason. You should take advantage of the fact that the other party is forming a party for personal gain, and being dug out by others, so as to catch them all in one go, so that you can live up to your years of law enforcement and upright life.
But on the day of the interrogation of the three judges, he sat high in the hall, looked at the criminal evidence on the file, and picked up a pen, but he couldn't put it down for a long time——
Once convicted, Zhou Yinzhi can certainly be removed, but Jiang Xuening's bond with this person is already deep.
Zhou Yinzhi's downfall is equal to her death.
He is not only deciding the case, but also deciding her life and death!
It was the first time that Zhang Zhe was unable to write a pen since he became an official in the court for nearly ten years, and it was also the only time he was favoritism...
Then it's all over.
He will never forget that in the prison that smelled stale and bloody, the jailer who was familiar with him could not bear it, and when he quietly handed him the wound medicine, he told him the news of his mother's death...
Mrs. Jiang lived alone, and her health was not good. When she first heard that he was imprisoned, she was heartbroken, but she insisted on avenging his grievances. I know my son, he can't do such a thing! He is an honest official, he is a good official, he has sworn to his father's spiritual seat...
But no one cares.
She was left unattended at home, fell down the steps in the morning, and never got up again.
It took a full seven or eight days before the neighbors in the neighborhood noticed the abnormality. They climbed up the wall on a ladder and looked into the yard, only to find out. Breaking open the courtyard door to enter, people have already...
Zhang Zhe never dared to think about that scene.
As a minister, he is unfaithful;
As a son of man, he is not filial!
Not to mention being filial in front of his mother, his colleagues in the court risked the world's disgrace to help with his mother's funeral, but he, a son who has been favored by his mother, couldn't even go out to see him off to the end.
Jiang Xuening sat slumped, motionless, and asked him with a broken heart: "Master Zhang, you must have hated me?"
Zhang Zhe said, "I hated it."
Jiang Xuening said: "It should be so."
Zhang Zhe was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "But how can I hate you? I am the one who is unfaithful, and I am the one who is unfilial; I am the one who loves you, and I am the one who hurt you. In the end, I have no choice but to hate myself. Madam, How could Zhang Zhe be so good? He was obsessed with you, betrayed the principle, disregarded the law, and became a mediocre mortal in this muddled world. Don't think about him anymore, he is just a coward who dare not love anymore. He's not worth it."
Jiang Xuening hugged her knees, shook her head and choked with sobs: "No, I'm not worth it..."
It was she who was so bad.
In the abyss, she was envious of his loftiness, jealous of his innocence, stretched out her hand and dragged him down from the high mountain, sank into the bottomless hell, destroyed everything about him, even if she wanted to die How can it be repaid?
There are good and bad, rebellion and loyalty and filial piety between them, as well as the undeserved prison disasters, cruel punishments, and even living human lives...
Even if they are all reborn, so what?
Those pasts were so painful and tragic that even when she dreamed back in the middle of the night, she felt sad and disturbed. How painful would it be if Zhang Zhe thought about it occasionally?
Fairy couples also quarrel.
Even if she and Zhang Zhe are together, how do you know that in the future, because of a little unhappiness, they will not expose each other's scars, or in a certain moment, hurt each other unintentionally?
Both of them remember the past, they are too fragile.
Jiang Xuening said: "You don't want me to know that you are also reborn, you don't want me to feel guilty, you want me to be at ease. But the one I love is you. How can I not chase you, not come looking for you? I feel at ease, Thinking that everything can start over, I want to break the casserole and ask the end. Unexpectedly, all your hard work will be in vain. You know me too well, Zhang Zhe..."
Zhang Zhe was silent.
Jiang Xuening felt that she had never been so sad: "You are not a coward, I am."
If two people want to be together, how can Zhang Zhe keep such a secret from her forever?
We'll know when the time comes, how can she bear it?
But if I had told her earlier...
How could she love him, miss him, and chase him with peace of mind and without any guilt?
How she treated Xie Wei in the previous life will treat Zhang Zhe in this life.
In her previous life, she was a high-ranking queen, but because Xie Wei went to Beijing with her, he knew that she was just a country girl with vulgar words and deeds who knew nothing. So she detested Xie Wei. If it wasn't because of his high position and power, or he might have found a reason to banished him from Beijing, he would not want to think about those past events that he didn't want to look back at.
In this life, she wants to be a good person again, but Zhang Zhe, who was reborn, has seen all the bad things about her, and all the bad things about her. She clearly loved this man, but he was imprisoned, his widowed mother died, and his reputation was ruined. When I see him, I feel bad, and when I think about him, I feel ashamed. How can I bear the torture and be willing to see him all the time?
I hate Xie Wei;
I am ashamed of Zhang Zhe.
But there was no difference in essence, she was unwilling to face the unbearable self in the past, and she didn't dare to take a step closer to Zhang Zhe.
Jiang Xuening raised her head and looked at him, only to realize that the cold face and the pair of quiet eyes in front of her were indeed no different from her previous life.
There are also his handwriting in the same way as later.
There were so many clues, but she didn't find any of them.
But…
A kind of fear suddenly came to mind, Jiang Xuening's thick eyelashes were soaked with tears, and she asked him in a trembling voice: "No, that's not right. They forced the palace that day, and all the Qingliu who went up wrote a letter asking me to be buried and hand over my biography. Guo Yuxi. I promised, and Xie Wei also promised me that I would not kill you, how could you be like me..."
How could he be reborn like her?
At this moment, the hatred in her heart suddenly emerged, her body tensed up, and she was about to get up immediately: "He broke his promise, Xie Juan, he broke his promise to me!"
However, a broad and strong hand gently held her.
Zhang Zhe raised his eyes silently.
I just think of the words that the grand master who overthrew the government and the people and cleared the heaven and earth came to his prison cell where no one cares about him, what he said lightly...
He stared at Jiang Xuening.
Still holding her hand.
After a long time, he slowly said: "No."
Xie Juan did not break his promise.
Jiang Xuening was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhang Zhe from a height.
Her figure was reflected in those clear eyes.
But her mind was a mess.
If Xie Juan has not broken his promise to her, then there is only one possibility—
Zhang Zhe said quietly: "The state has laws, and the family has rules. The prince breaks the law, and the crime is the same as that of the common people. Zhang Zhe is a sinner, and the verdict has been written. The crime is determined by the law, and the punishment is punished by the law. The situation cannot be changed. I am so wrong. Enough is enough, the crime should be executed, how can I escape?"
No one had the heart to write a verdict for him.
So he wrote it himself.
The crimes and laws should be complete, and they should be executed after autumn. Pushed onto the execution platform, the sky and the earth are boundless, and when the guillotine falls, the head is in a different place, and the blood is spattered three feet.
Jiang Xuening finally couldn't stand still, sat down again, and stared out the window in a daze.
yes.
That's Zhang Zhe.
She threatened Xie Wei to let Zhang Zhe go with her old kindness, but how could Zhang Zhe be ashamed of others all his life? Since he wrote his own verdict with his own hand, he admitted his guilt. Even if life and death were in front of him, he would choose the latter.
That's why she likes him.
Jiang Xuening suddenly felt very tired, blinked, and then asked: "Xie Wei finally got what he wanted, he ascended the throne and became the emperor, right?"
It is not so much a question as a sentence of emotion.
After all, with Xie Ju'an's strong ability, he destroyed the Xiao family, punished the royal family, stained half of the capital with blood, and finally got the Jade Seal of the State, how easy it is to ascend to the throne?
Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhe was silent for a long time and said, "No."
Jiang Xuening suspected that she heard it wrong.
She looked at Zhang Zhe.
Zhang Zhe recalled what he had heard in his last life from being imprisoned to Qiu Jue, but said, "It's all over. Madam, those answers are no longer important."
Jiang Xuening was in a trance like a dream.
Mrs. Jiang had already cooked the wontons, so she hesitated again and again, and knocked on the door from afar.
Jiang Xuening got up in a hurry, feeling embarrassed.
She was really ashamed to face this woman whose family had died for her in the previous life, she didn't dare to stay any longer, she wiped away her tears and wanted to leave. But Zhang Zhe held her back, and said to her, "Stay here, let's have breakfast together, mother should cook one more person."
A bowl of ordinary wontons. Although the dough is rolled thinly, it doesn't use any precious ingredients. It's just minced meat, mixed with pepper, and minced ginger. After cooking, put it in a bowl, sprinkle with chopped green onion, some dried shrimp and rice vinegar.
The bowls are also just ordinary porcelain bowls.
It was hot and white when it was served on the table.
Jiang Xuening sat at the table with Zhang Zhe and Jiang Shi like a doll, picked up the chopsticks, but felt as if she didn't know where she was.
Mrs. Jiang looked at the two of them from time to time, but worried that this well-dressed girl could not get used to such thick things, so she was a little cautious: "I didn't know there was a guest coming, so I bought the fish and came back. It would take too much time to cook. Also I just made a bowl of wontons in a daze, it really didn’t make it to the table..."
Jiang Xuening felt sore in her heart.
With dim tears in her eyes, she said: "No, the food made by my aunt is delicious."
Zhang Zhe sat next to her, silent.
Ordinary people, people in the market, fireworks are curling up.
But there is nowhere that does not reveal tenderness and warmth.
After taking a sip of the hot soup, he pressed it to his heart, Jiang Xuening vaguely understood why he left him to eat this meal, because he wanted her to feel relieved. I ate one wonton after another, and the more I ate, the more my tears fell.
Zhang Zhe knew that she was used to not being tired of food, eating small meals often, and she liked to toss the cooks in the palace, and she never ate much.
But she ate half a bowl and didn't stop.
There was a kind of unreasonable hidden anger in his heart, he couldn't see her embarrassing himself so much, he stretched out his hand and took away her bamboo chopsticks, put them aside, but when he spoke, his heart softened in a mess, he just said in a low voice: " Enough is enough, don't eat any more."
Jiang Xuening held her heart tightly, but found it difficult to face it.
Seeing the clue, Mrs. Jiang quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks and said: "Yes, our small family doesn't have so many rules. I was worried that the girl would come early and be hungry, so I added more. If you can't finish eating, put it away." Come on, there's nothing rude about it."
It's fine if she doesn't speak.
As soon as he spoke, Jiang Xuening was sobbing.
Mrs. Jiang was in a hurry: "Oh, don't cry, don't cry! I knew that this piece of wood in my family had been away from my father since he was a child. He was withdrawn and unlovable. Although I studied for him, no one taught him how to do it. To please girls! Girl, stop crying, tell me what wronged you have suffered, and see if I don't turn around and fix him!"
Jiang Xuening cried and laughed: "Master Zhang is broken."
Zhang Zhe looked at her quietly, feeling like a knife was twisting his heart.
Mrs. Jiang didn't know the grievances between them, she immediately gave Zhang Zhe a glance, and said: "You tell auntie, don't be bored in your heart, is there any difficulty in this world? I will ask him to apologize to you .”
Jiang Xuening looked at Zhang Zhe, and said lightly as if in a dream: "Master Zhang is bad because he is too good, and you are too kind..."
Jiang was stunned.
However, Jiang Xuening knew that she had been here long enough, so she stood up, and only bowed deeply to Mrs. Jiang, her eyes washed by tears were exceptionally clear, and said: "Thank you aunt for your hospitality. I didn't tell my family when I came out. Farewell."
Jiang didn't know why.
Zhang Zhe said, "I'll see you off."
He walked ahead, pulled the latch, and opened the courtyard door.
Jiang Xuening walked out together with him.
The hustle and bustle of the world suddenly rushed towards us.
She stood for a long time, then suddenly turned around and hugged Zhang Zhe, tightly, closing her eyes in his chest: "Just hug for a while."
Zhang Zhe did not move after all.
Jiang Xuening said: "Master Zhang, you are so kind, how can I forget you in the future?"
Zhang Zhe replied: "Meet someone better."
Jiang Xuening was wronged: "You lied to me, there is no one better than you."
Zhang Zhe was silent, and said after a while: "Then I will meet someone who is more suitable."
Jiang Xuening is greedy for this temperature.
Even in the previous life, they have never been so close, because she is the queen and he is a courtier; in this life, they are the closest, but they are also the farthest, because they have no courage to face the **** past, as if nothing happened Generally in love.
She smiled: "What I like is the right one. If I don't like it, what's the right one?"
How can we talk about "more suitable"?
Zhang Zhe was speechless for a long time.
Jiang Xuening raised her head, but said: "You lower your head, and I will tell you a secret."
Zhang Zhe looked at her for a while, then lowered his head as he said.
She stood on tiptoe and gently pecked and kissed the center of his brow with infinite nostalgia.
This time, it was she who overtook him.
Then he took three steps back and laughed quietly: "No matter what you think, I actually wanted to possess you when I met you in the summer resort and saw that you didn't know what to do to avoid suspicion and would rather go out in the rain. Such a Why can't I use the incomprehensible imperial court official? It's just a pity that I was moved, and I was defeated, and you didn't win. So I prefer you, not because you save me and protect me, nor because you are ashamed, but It was love at first sight."
She thought Zhang Zhe would be stunned.
Unexpectedly, he stared at her tenderly, and even smiled, and said slowly, "I know."
At this moment, thousands of sorrows and feelings are intertwined in the bottom of my heart, flowing endlessly, but finally brighten up.
She looked up and didn't want to cry anymore.
Pretending to be indifferent, he snorted and said, "You look so pretty when you smile, but you were very stingy with me in the past, and didn't even give me a good face. I'm leaving!"
Zhang Zhe said: "Okay."
Jiang Xuening said again: "Although there are not many girls in the world who are better than this palace, but this palace allows you to find someone who is not so good, don't treat yourself badly, just marry home if you look good."
Zhang Zhe also said: "Okay."
But he didn't tell her: There are many girls with better hearts than you in the world, but I don't love them, and I don't want to marry them.
After Jiang Xuening finished speaking, she said again: "I'm really leaving."
Zhang Zhe still said: "Okay."
Jiang Xuening scolded him: "I don't understand style, smelly and hard, a piece of rotten wood! Anyone who likes you will be unlucky, bewitched, and blind!""
Zhang Zhe didn't reply.
Jiang Xuening stomped away.
But Zhang Zhe stood behind and saw her tense up and walked a dozen steps, and when she reached the entrance of the alley, she finally broke free, shrugged her shoulders, raised her hands and sleeves, and wiped her face.
People passing by looked at her in surprise.
She walked out of the alley all the way, and her figure, which was pale by the sky, was gradually drowned out by figures and voices.
Zhang Zhexin seemed to have been gouged out.
Jiang Shi came out from the inside, looked at it for a while, looked at Zhang Zhe who was standing there, and tentatively said: "I think, this girl is very good."
Zhang Zhe said quietly: "It's very good."
But it wasn't his after all.
Jiang looked in the direction he was looking, but couldn't help being at a loss.