The Words of the Number One

When they arrived in Fan Country, Fan Guobo waited for Xiang Shaoya to have prepared a banquet for Ji Yu. Needless to say, the room Ji Yu lives in is of high class, even two of our nine maidservants have a room.

Zikou and I were divided together, and we unloaded the suitcases we had carried all the way and put things away. The room is very spacious, but it seems that our things are pitifully small. After tidying up, we sat on the bed and chatted.

I asked Zikou, "Who did you live with?"

She pursed her mouth: "Bi Lu, that guy is like a mute, he can't speak a word for three days, it's really boring."

I laughed. Bi Lu is the youngest here, Xia Wan's younger sister, she is usually silent, she is not as calm as a child of this age, and Zi Kou is two extremes.

After resting for a long time, someone knocked on the door. I opened the door and saw that it was Mo Xiao who was next door. She said flatly, "Sister Wan wants me to pass on a message. The banquet starts at the next hour, so don't miss it."

I leaned forward and said, "Please trouble Miss Mo Xiao."

She was about to leave, but when she heard the words, she turned around and looked at me with a hint of doubt in her eyes: "How do you know I'm Mo Xiao?"

Nan Su and Mo Xiao are very similar twins, there is almost no difference in appearance, even their frowns and smiles are the same. They like to wear light blue or light purple clothes on weekdays, which are elegant and clean, with watery hibiscus.

I smiled lightly: "Secret."

In fact, the only difference I can find between them is that Mo Xiao hates me, and Nan Su has no feelings for me. The disgust in her eyes cannot be faked. Looking at the way Mo Xiao looked at me, I knew she was Mo Xiao.

Sure enough, Mo Xiao laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes: "How long do you think your cleverness can last? I really don't know what you know, so please don't hold us back."

At the banquet, I understood the meaning of Mo Xiao's words. Each of the eight of them has their own musical instruments, and their skills have reached the point of proficiency. Coupled with the seamless cooperation, listening to Zikou's libretto of "Deer Ming" by them is like listening to the sound of nature.

I smiled and stood silently in the darkness behind Ji Yu. I have always been clumsy in calligraphy, painting and music, and I can only be ashamed to play a piece of music barely, and my appearance is not average, so I can't blame Mo Xiao for thinking I am useless.

Fortunately, I have been suspected of it for more than 20 years, and I have long been used to it.

Lord Xiang was dressed in green, but in his mid-twenties, with sword-like brows and bright eyes, and a heroic demeanor, he seemed to be a very straightforward person. He smiled and said to Ji Yu: "Everyone in the world knows that Young Master Ji is the one who enjoys the most blessings. It is true that I heard the song "Deer Ming" today, and Xiang can also share in Young Master Ji's blessing."

Ji Yu raised the wine: "If not, I would like to thank Master Hou for his hospitality."

"Is the relationship between you and me still called so vivid?"

"Then, Brother Xiang invites you."

"Brother Ji, please."

Ji Yu was dressed in purple silk uniform, her black eyes were bottomless, and she was not inferior in the face of the heroic Xiang Shaoya. His aura is not obviously compelling, but a hidden, quiet, silent coercion. Such and such, on the contrary, is even more frightening.

"The girl is very unfamiliar." A voice sounded beside me, and when I looked around, I saw a teenager with a smile on his face.

The boy was dressed in moon-white clothes, his hair was **** high, he was delicate and clean, and he was in high spirits. I remembered that he was Xiang Shaoya's confidant, and also Xiang Shaoya's lieutenant general, named Zichen.

He seemed a little embarrassed by my silence, and he explained: "Master Ji is a frequent visitor of the master, and the other eight girls have met, but they have never met you."

So I laughed, and replied: "The servant just followed the young master recently, and his name is Ah Zhi, Zhixi Zhi."

Seeing me reply, the boy's embarrassment eased somewhat. He said with a smile: "Hello, Miss Azhi, I am Zi Chen, Lord Hou's close attendant, Zi of Zi Shu, and Chen of Chen Yu. From the girl's accent, I seem to be from the east."

"Yes, my hometown is the land of pre-Qi."

"Sure enough, it's the country of Qi. I've seen many girls from the country of Qi, all of whom are thin and tall like Miss Azhi."

His ending sound rose slightly, with the joy of a young man. Zichen still wanted to say something, but the housekeeper called him to leave. He hurriedly waved his hand at me and said that we will talk next time.

The high-spirited young man walks briskly.

I looked at his back, then looked at the hosts at the table, I don't know if it was an illusion, I just felt that someone was watching here.

After the banquet, Ji Yu called me to his room.

His room was really gorgeous, with sandalwood incense curling from the suanni incense burner, the floor was covered with Liang-made carpets, and the seats were covered with gorgeous embroidered patterns. It is said that Fan Guo advocates luxury, and it is true.

He pushed back the other waiters, and looked at me with a smile in his eyes, the half-smile I often see, full of probing eyes. He and General Xiang drank a lot, but they were very sober. The smell of alcohol on his body is also very light, it doesn't look like he has drunk so much wine. He's probably watered his wine, maybe he's a bad drinker... maybe he's a bad drinker.

"The key to the dispatch of troops lies with Lord Fan." He said leisurely.

"The prime minister's faction advocates not sending troops, while Shaoya advocates sending troops. The two sides have been arguing for a long time, and Fan Jun has not yet made a decision. If I can meet Fan Jun, I am sure to persuade him. It's just that the king is ill now, and the prime minister is in charge. The prime minister listens Said that I would come, but really spent a lot of effort to prevent me from seeing the monarch, and now even Xiang Shaoya, there is no way for me to see Fan Jun."

Although he frowned, there was no sense of trouble in his eyes. This kind of matter should not be difficult to solve with his communicative skills. So I asked, "Is there anything I can do?"

"Well. There is one thing. Shaoya said that he has lived in a tent for a long time. This time he returned home and vaguely felt that there was someone sent by the prime minister in the mansion, but he didn't know who it was. It would be inconvenient to have an inner ghost. Please help put that Find out the ghost."

I smiled slightly: "I'm just a servant, you don't have to be so polite. It's my duty to share your worries and work for you."

Ji Yu was stunned, only recovered for a moment, and laughed: "Shaoya said, this time his deputy general Zi Chen will assist you in the investigation, I think you have met at the banquet."

"It's just a few words."

"He's a rather handsome boy."

I raised my eyes to look at him, he propped his chin and looked at me with a smile, I said flatly: "Perhaps you should be more worried about Zikou than me."

When I returned to the room, Zi Kou was already going to sleep, she sat on the bed and looked at me with some surprise: "I thought you would stay with the young master tonight." He who loves him sleeps."

"Don't you love the young master?" Zi Kou was a little confused, as if it was an incomprehensible idea not to love the young master.

"...Do you love your son?" I asked back.

Zikou replied without thinking, "Love."

Looking at her innocent and determined eyes, I couldn't help laughing.

"Then why have you been staring at Zichen today? I see that you have been looking at him much longer than Young Master."

Zikou's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, she yelled and buried her face in the quilt, leaving only my back with long black hair.

"He's good-looking, I just took a few more glances..." She softly defended, and then whispered: "I respect and love you, and that doesn't stop me from liking a handsome young man."

"Just handsome?"

"He also speaks very softly... what! Sister Azhi, you are playing tricks on me!" She reacted and turned around to look at me, with a pair of big watery eyes lining her flushed face, her cheeks puffed out a little angrily.

I shook my head with a smile, and climbed into bed after washing up. Zikou looked at me, and was finally a little discouraged: "I'm just looking at it. I've been the son's servant since the day I became the son's servant, and I definitely can't be with others."

I nod.

"Sister Ah Zhi, you don't even like the young master, so what do you like? Do you have anyone you like?" She leaned over aggrieved.

The moonlight was very good, and it shone brightly on her hair. I was silent for a while, then replied, "Yes."

There used to be someone I liked very, very much, but my liking had nothing to do with love.

That was a long, long time ago.

Zikou's eyes lit up, then darkened again. She murmured, "Except for the son, I have never had anyone I particularly like. And there is no one who particularly likes me."

I laughed and patted her on the back: "Me too, the person I like doesn't like me."

There should be no one in this world who really liked me, not even my father, my queen, even my period, even the person I like.

The guy I like, I hope to meet by chance one day and let me know he's doing well. It's best if he doesn't recognize me and we just pass each other.

"I think this is a good thing." I looked at Zikou and said slowly: "Since no one likes you, you don't have to like anyone. You may be despised, trampled and destroyed, but you will never sad."

Zikou stared at me blankly for a while, then she turned to look at the roof, feeling angry again.

"Sometimes I'm a little afraid of you, sister Ah Zhi." She said sincerely.

This is exactly the same as what Qiqi said. She is only sixteen years old this year, the same age as me when Qi State fell.

I looked at her, at her pretty facial features and innocent eyes. I once wondered why Ji Yu would accept such a simple girl as Zi Kou as a maid, is it just because of her good singing voice?

Then I roughly understood that if his eight maids were all mature, stable and well-off, it would inevitably make people guard against suspicion. Zikou's naive detachment just neutralized this kind of inscrutability, which made people less prepared. If you want to inquire about news, you must use Zikou as a breakthrough point, so it's better not to let her know too much and keep an eye on her.

Although Zikou is naive, she has a strict tone and worships Ji Yu extremely, which cannot be controlled.

Thinking that Ji Yu is such a good chess player, every chess piece is carefully selected, and even the flaws are carefully designed.

I patted Ziko on the back and said softly, "Go to sleep."