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When he was seven years old, Mu Yanchuan rescued a thin boy from a group of urchins, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'll protect you from now on." Before he could finish his words, he was dragged away by his mother-in-law, and he didn't even have time to ask him his name. He didn't know that the rescued boy was squatting in the empty alley, clenching his fists, swallowing the promise and the unspoken "thank you" into his stomach - and became the young minister of Dali Temple who was so despised by the civil and military officials ten years later.
When we met again ten years later, he was the most cynical second generation ancestor in the capital, while Ji Baoxian was the most unkind young minister of Dali Temple in the current generation. During the royal spring hunt, Mu Yanchuan came up to talk to him with a glass of wine: "Have we met this kind-faced sir?" Ji Baoxian lowered his eyes and avoided looking: "Master Mu, I admit my mistake."
Until his uncle was framed and imprisoned, and his former relatives and friends were scattered. In despair, Mu Yanchuan was led to a teahouse - the indigo figure sat in front of the window and said only one sentence: "Copy the files for me, and I will save your uncle."
So Mu Yanchuan began to climb over the wall every day to enter the Grand Master's Mansion. I couldn't finish copying over and over again. When I was very hungry, I always had a plate of warm osmanthus cake at hand. When I was tired, I fell asleep and woke up with his robe on my body. He thought it was just a transaction, but he accidentally discovered that there were dozens of files hidden in the secret room of the study - starting from the time he was seven years old, who he had saved, who he had offended, and where he had been, everything was in the name of one person. Every stroke is the gaze of no one.
He asked in a panic: "Are you spying on me?" Ji Baoxian pressed him against the bookshelf, his breath brushing against his ears: "No, I am getting to know my prey."
Intention: Mu Yanchuan has changed from a playboy who "lives for me while others live" to a county magistrate who "lives for myself". Ji Baoxian changed from a forbearing young man who "kept on with hatred" to an ordinary person who "finally dared to let go". While they help each other, they also help themselves.