The round wooden stick rolled out on the cutting board, skillfully turning with one hand, and the dough gradually became thin under pulling and squeezing.
Jiang wants to simply cook a pot of Wonton.
As she rolled out her face, she heard the sound of crying coming from the other end of the study. She was momentarily taken aback, somewhat worried, and hesitantly looked out the window.
My own piece of wood used to have little interaction with women.
That Miss Jiang Er
Isn't it the one rumored to have some connection with him?
At that time, Jiang thought it was a rumor.
The neighbors were joking, and she only said that if there was really something to say, with that kid's reserved demeanor, he would have fallen in love with him early on and would eventually marry him back home.
I didn't expect the girl to come knocking on me.
Looking at his gloomy demeanor, he was very concerned about other girls, but his lukewarm attitude made this motherly woman angry, as if she had swallowed Huanglian.
I don't know what I said, but it even made people cry.
Jiang looked at the girl and was quite pleasing to the eye. He didn't think about whether the girl was not good to his son, but instead thought that his son was smelly and hard, completely uninterested.
The stove is boiling water.
I have enough dough to roll out.
She counted the time. Afraid that the girl in the room didn't eat in the morning, she couldn't go in and ask more questions, so she simply wrapped more Wonton and squeezed them one by one, waiting for the water to boil before throwing them in.
The crying in the study room subsided after a while.
Jiang Xuening sat on the ground, holding her own knee, her eyes empty as she gazed at the corners of Zhang Zhe's dark colored sleeve robe, only feeling the teasing of fate.
I once thought that rebirth would bring everything back, so I started over.
How can we imagine it——
What about the people she cares about the most and doesn't want to hurt, who also come back with memories?
When she was crying, Zhang Zhe didn't say a word, just stayed by her side, letting the cries tear his heart and lungs apart, giving him a strong sense of survival in the world.
Only pain and suffering are the most profound.
Only when facing her, those vivid emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, greed, anger, and hatred, which were usually deeply suppressed under her cold and solemn body, would climb up and make him feel that he couldn't extricate himself day by day.
I just can't control my own cost, but it's too tragic.
Even memories seem to be shrouded in a layer of blood.
That night in the palace, Chang Dao lowered her eyebrows and lowered her posture, tugged at his sleeve, and lied to him that she would become a good person from now on, only pleading for his help.
The palace is full of crises.
Xiao Shu was pregnant and engaged in a fierce battle with Xiao Shi. She fell too deeply into that position and was unable to withdraw, while losing meant death.
Zhou Yinzhi is her confidant.
Heartless and ruthless, forming cliques for personal gain.
Whether out of law or reason, he has no reason to let this person go. We should take advantage of the fact that the other party is colluding for personal gain, selling official positions and titles, and be caught completely, in order to live up to our years of rule and integrity.
On the day of the joint examination of the three departments, he sat high in the hall, looking at the evidence of the crimes listed in the file, and drew a pen, but it was a long time before he could leave it behind——
Once convicted, Zhou Yinzhi can certainly be dismissed, but Jiang Xuening is deeply bound to this person.
===Kunning Section 223===
Zhou Yin's downfall is equivalent to her death.
He is not only trying to resolve the case, but also trying to determine her life and death!
That was the first time in nearly ten years since Zhang Zhe served as an official in the court that he could not write, and it was also the only time he had shown favoritism
And then there will be no recovery.
He will never forget that in a prison filled with stale and bloody smells, his familiar prison guards, with unbearable resentment, quietly handed him medicine and informed him of his mother's death
Jiang lived alone and his health was already not good. At first glance, he heard that he was in prison and was heartbroken. However, he had to hold on to justice for him and beat all the grievances in the yamen. He cried and said to others, "I know my son, he can't do such a thing!"! He is a clean official, he is a good official, and he has sworn to his father's throne
No one pays attention.
She was left unattended at home and fell when she stepped down the stairs in the morning, never being able to get up again.
After seven or eight days, the neighbors noticed the anomaly and climbed up the wall to look into the yard, only to realize it. Breaking open the courtyard door and entering, the person is already
Zhang Zhe never dared to think about that scene.
As a minister, he is disloyal;
As a son of a man, he is unfilial!
Not to mention filial piety in front of his mother, it was his colleagues in the court who risked the great injustice of the world to help with her funeral. However, as a son who received his mother's favor, he could not even go out to deliver his life.
Jiang Xuening sat dejectedly, motionless, and asked him with a heart full of despair, "Mr. Zhang, did you ever hate me?"
Zhang Zhe said, "I have hated before."
Jiang Xuening said, "It should be so."
Zhang Zhe fell silent for a while before slowly saying, "But how can I hate you? It's me who is disloyal, and it's also me who is unfilial; it's me who loves you, and it's me who harms you. In the end, I have to resent myself. Madam, where could Zhang Zhe be so good? He has become a mediocre and ignorant ordinary person in this chaotic world, abandoning principles and disregarding the law. Don't think about him anymore, he's just a coward who dares not love him anymore, he's not worth it."
Jiang Xuening hugged her knees and shook her head, choking up, "No, it's me who's not worth it..."
She is too bad.
Being in the abyss, admiring his vastness and jealous of his integrity, she reached out her hand to drag him down from the high mountain and sink him into an bottomless hell, destroying everything for him. Even if she wanted to make ends meet, how could she repay it?
They are separated from each other by good and bad, rebellion and loyalty and filial piety, as well as the undeserved disaster of imprisonment, harsh punishment, and even living human lives
Even if they are all reborn, what can they do?
Those past experiences were so painful and tragic that even when she dreamt of them at midnight, she felt sad and uneasy. What kind of agony would Zhang Zhe feel when she remembered them by chance?
Fairy couples also argue.
Even if she was with Zhang Zhe, how could she know that one day she would not reveal her scars to each other due to a slight displeasure, or unintentionally hurt each other in a certain moment?
Both of them remember the past, it's too fragile.
Jiang Xuening said, "You don't want me to know, and you're also reborn. You don't want me to feel guilty, and I wish I could be at ease. But what I love is you. How can I stop chasing you and not come looking for you? I feel at ease, thinking that everything can be started over, so I want to break through the sand pot and ask the truth. Unexpectedly, all your efforts are in vain. You know me too well, Zhang Zhe..."
Zhang Zhe remained silent.
Jiang Xuening felt that she had never been so sad before: "You're not a coward, I am."
If two people were to be together, how could Zhang Zhe keep such a secret from her for a lifetime?
How will she bear it when we know again?
If I had told her earlier
How could she love him with peace of mind and no shame, think of him, and chase him?
How she treated Xie Wei in her past life, how she will treat Zhang Zhe in this life.
In her past life, she became a high-ranking empress, but Xie Wei knew that she was just a rough and ignorant rural girl because she went to the capital with her back then. So she despised Xie Wei. If it weren't for his high position and power, or if he had found a reason to be exiled from Beijing earlier, he wouldn't have remembered those past memories that he didn't want to look back on.
In this world, she wanted to be a good person again, but Zhang Zhe, who was reborn, had seen all her bad and unbearable things. She clearly loved this person, but caused him to be imprisoned, his widowed mother passed away, and his reputation was ruined. As soon as I see him, I feel bad, and as soon as I think about him, I feel ashamed. How can I endure the torment and always be willing to see him?
Disgusted of Xie Wei;
I am ashamed of Zhang Zhe.
But fundamentally, there is no difference. She is unwilling to face her past unbearable self, nor dare to take even a step closer to Zhang Zhe.
Jiang Xuening raised her head and looked at him, only to realize that the cold face and calm eyes in front of her were indeed no different from the previous life.
And his handwriting is similar to that of later generations.
So many clues, she just didn't notice anything.
But
A kind of fear suddenly surfaced in her heart. Jiang Xuening's thick eyelashes were soaked in tears, and her voice trembled. She asked him, "No, it's not right. That day they forced the palace, and those clear streams in the morning all wrote to me to be buried and hand over the Imperial Jade Seal. I promised, and Xie Wei also promised me that I wouldn't kill you. How could you be like me..."
How could she be reborn like her?
At this moment, her hatred suddenly seeped out of her heart, her body tensed tightly, and she immediately stood up: "He broke his promise, Xie Ju'an broke his promise to me!"
However, a broad and powerful palm gently pulled her in.
Zhang Zhe silently raised his eyes.
I only remember the words spoken by the Grand Tutor, who had already overturned the court and cleared the Six Harmonies, when he arrived at his neglected prison cell that day
He stared at Jiang Xuening.
Still holding her hand.
After a long time, he slowly said, "No."
Xie Ju'an did not break his promise.
Jiang Xuening suddenly froze and looked at Zhang Zhe from a high place.
Her figure was reflected in those clear and bright eyes.
But her mind was in a mess.
Until an idea crossed her throat, it was as if she had sand and a knife stuck in her throat. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she said with difficulty, "You..."
If Xie Ju'an did not break her promise, then there is only one possibility——
Zhang Zhe said quietly, "There are laws in the country and rules in the family. If a prince breaks the law, his crimes will be the same as those of the common people. Zhang Zhe is a sinner, and his judgment has been written down. The crime is determined by the law, and the punishment is imposed by the law. The law cannot be moved, and I have made enough mistakes. The crime should be executed. How can I be lucky enough to avoid it?"
No one has the heart to write judgments for him.
So he wrote it himself.
The charges and laws should be complete and approved for execution in autumn. Pushing onto the execution platform, the sky and earth are vast. As soon as the guillotine falls, the head is nowhere to be seen, and blood splatters three feet.
Jiang Xuening finally couldn't stand steadily, fell down again, and stared out the window in confusion.
Yeah.
That's Zhang Zhe.
She used old kindness as a threat to thank Wei for letting Zhang Zhe go, but Zhang Zhe ruled his life, and where did he feel guilty towards others? Since he personally wrote his own verdict, he would admit his guilt, even if life and death were in front of him, he would still choose the latter.
That's why she likes him.
Jiang Xuening suddenly felt very tired and blinked before asking, "Did Xie Wei finally fulfill his wish? Did he ascend to the throne and become emperor?"
Rather than being a question, it's more like a sentiment.
After all, he had such a strong ability as Xie Ju'an to destroy the Xiao family, execute the imperial family, and stain half of the capital with blood. In the end, he also obtained the Jade Seal of the State of Transmission. How easy was it to ascend to the throne?
Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhe remained silent for a long time and said, "No."
Jiang Xuening suspected that she had heard wrong.
She looked at Zhang Zhe.
Zhang Zhe remembered what he had heard during his previous life from imprisonment to the autumn judgment, but said, "It's all over. Madam, those answers are no longer important."
Jiang Xuening was in a daze like a dream.
Jiang had already cooked Wonton, hesitated again and again, and went to knock at the door from afar.
Jiang Xuening got up hurriedly, feeling embarrassed.
She had no face to face the woman who had implicated her deceased family in her previous life. She dared not stay any longer and wiped away her tears before saying goodbye and leaving. But Zhang Zhe grabbed her and said to her, "Stay and have breakfast together. Mom should have cooked an extra person."
A bowl of ordinary Wonton is thin, but it doesn't use any precious ingredients. It's just meat, pepper and ginger. After cooking, put it into a bowl, sprinkle with scallions, a little dried shrimp, and rice vinegar.
Bowls are just ordinary porcelain bowls.
Bring it to the table, it's hot and steaming with white air.
Jiang Xuening, like a puppet, sat at the table with Zhang Zhe and Jiang Shi, picking up chopsticks, but with a feeling of not knowing where they were.
Jiang Shi looked at the two men from time to time, but worried that the girl who dressed well could not get used to such coarse food, she was a little stiff: "I didn't know that there was a customer coming, so I bought fish back, and it took too long to make it. I also wrapped a bowl of Wonton in a muddle, and it was really not good..."
Jiang Xuening felt bitter in her heart.
She opened her teary eyes in the mist and said, "No, the thing Aunt made is very delicious."
Zhang Zhe sat next to her, silent and reserved.
Ordinary people, ordinary households in the market, smoke and fire smoke.
But everywhere is filled with warmth and tenderness.
After taking a sip of hot soup and ironing it into her heart, Jiang Xuening vaguely understood why he kept himself for this meal, wanting her to let go. Eating Wonton one by one, the more you eat, the more tears fall down.
Zhang Zhe knew that she was accustomed to not being tired of eating fine food and not being tired of eating small meals. She liked to mess with those chefs in the palace, and her appetite was never large.
But she ate half of the bowl and didn't stop.
He felt an inexplicable hidden anger in his heart. He couldn't bear to see her being so difficult and disrespectful to him. He reached out and took her bamboo chopsticks, set them aside, but when he spoke, his heart softened and he only whispered, "Enough, don't eat anymore."
Jiang Xuening tightly held onto her heart, but found it difficult to face.
Jiang saw the clues and quickly put down the dishes, saying, "Yes, our small family doesn't have so many rules. It's because I was worried that the girl would come early and be hungry, so I added more. If I can't finish eating, I'll leave it there. There's nothing impolite."
She's okay if she doesn't speak.
As soon as she spoke, Jiang Xuening was sobbing uncontrollably.
Jiang was flustered and said, "Oh, don't cry, don't cry! I knew that my little father left early, was introverted and not likable. Despite his studies, no one taught him how to please girls! Girl, please don't cry now. Tell me what you've suffered and see if I don't come back to repair him!"
Jiang Xuening cried and laughed, "Mr. Zhang is really bad."
Zhang Zhe watched her quietly, his heart twisted like a knife.
===Kunning Section 224===
Jiang didn't know about the grudges between them. He immediately glanced at Zhang Zhe and said, "Tell your aunt, don't keep it bottled up in your heart. There's nothing that can't get through this day? I'll ask him to apologize to you."
Jiang Xuening looked at Zhang Zhe and said lightly as if in a dream, "If Mr. Zhang is bad, it's just too good. You're also too good..."
Jiang was stunned.
Jiang Xuening, however, knew that she had been here long enough. She stood up and bowed deeply to Jiang. Her tearful eyes were particularly clear, and she said, "Thank you for your hospitality. I came out without informing my family. It's time to say goodbye."
Jiang is not sure why.
Zhang Zhe said, "I'll see you off."
He walked ahead, pulled open the latch, and opened the courtyard door.
Jiang Xuening walked out with him.
The hustle and bustle of the world suddenly rushed towards us.
After standing for a long time, she suddenly turned around and hugged Zhang Zhe, tightly closing her eyes in his chest. "Just hold her for a while," she said
Zhang Zhe remained motionless after all.
Jiang Xuening said, "Mr. Zhang, you are so good. How can I forget you in the future?"
Zhang Zhe replied, "Meet someone better."
Jiang Xuening was aggrieved and said, "You lied to me, there's nothing better than you."
Zhang Zhe remained silent for a while before saying, "Then we'll meet a more suitable one."
Jiang Xuening is greedy for this warmth.
Even in her past life, she had never been so close because she was the queen and he was a vassal; This life is clearly the closest, but also the farthest, because they both lack the courage to love each other as if nothing had happened despite their bloody past.
She smiled and said, "What I like is the right fit. If I don't like it, where is the right fit?"
What about "more suitable"?
Zhang Zhe remained silent for a long time.
Jiang Xuening looked up but said, "You lower your head, I'll tell you a secret."
Zhang Zhe looked at her for a while, then lowered his head according to Yan.
She tiptoed up and gently pecked and kissed his forehead with infinite affection.
This time, it was she who violated him.
Then he took three steps back and smiled quietly, "No matter what you think, actually when I met you from the summer resort and saw that you didn't know how to avoid suspicion and would rather go out and get wet, I wanted to have you. Why can't such an unruly court official be used for me? It's just a pity that I was tempted and lost, and you didn't win. So I chose you not because you saved me, protected me, or because of shame, but because I fell in love at first sight."
She thought Zhang Zhe would be stunned.
Unexpectedly, he stared at her with a pulse and even smiled slowly, saying, "I know."
At this moment, a thousand worries and feelings intertwined in the bottom of my heart, flowing endlessly, but eventually shining brightly.
She looked up and didn't want to shed any more tears.
He pretended not to care and snorted, "You look so good when you smile, but in previous years you were very stingy with me, not even giving me a good face. I'm leaving!"
Zhang Zhedao said, "Okay."
Jiang Xuening said again, "Although there are not many girls in the world who are better than our palace, our palace allows you to find someone who is not so good. Don't treat yourself unfairly. If you look promising, marry them back home."
Zhang Zhe also said, "Okay."
But I didn't tell her: there are many better girls in the world, but I don't love them, and I don't even want to marry them.
After Jiang Xuening finished speaking, she added, "I really left."
Zhang Zhe still said, "Okay."
Jiang Xuening scolded him and said, "I don't understand the charm, it's stinky and hard, just a piece of rotten wood! Anyone who likes you is unlucky, lost in heart, and blind!"
Zhang Zhe didn't reply.
Jiang Xuening stomped her feet and left.
Kezhang stood at the back and saw her stretching her body as she walked out a dozen steps. When she collapsed at the entrance of the alley, she finally didn't stretch her body. Her shoulders shrugged and she raised her hand, lifted her sleeve, and wiped her face.
The people passing by looked at her in surprise.
She walked out of the alley all the way, her figure pale in the sky, gradually drowned out by the figures and voices.
Zhang Zhe's heart seemed to have been gouged out by someone.
Jiang walked out from inside and looked for a while, then looked at Zhang Zhe standing in place and tentatively said, "I think this girl is really good."
Zhang Zhe said silently, "It's very good."
But ultimately it's not him.
Jiang looked in the direction he was looking, but couldn't help feeling lost.