Bright Moonlit Night

Master Fang came for an appointment, and Fu Ming stood up to greet him with his sick body. The two were both masters and apprentices as well as relatives and friends. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and Fu Ming didn't want to neglect them.Master Fang met his haggard and pale face, and after being surprised, he pushed him back on the bed. After looking around and asking, he frowned and asked him: "Where do you remember what I taught you in the past? How did you make yourself look like this?" ?”

This look?It seems that Jin Yi also questioned him in this way, Fu Ming asked: "It's been a long time since I took a picture of myself in the mirror. I look so unbearable?"

Master Fang glared at him, "You don't know yourself? If you don't know, why did you call me here!"

Fu Ming smiled slightly and said, "I'm looking for you, of course I want you to rejuvenate and save me from this unbearable description."

Fang Shiyue was still angry with himself, "Beautiful hand rejuvenation? At that time, let alone me, even if Hua Tuo is reborn, he will not be able to return to spring!"

Fu Ming shook his head, "How many years ago did Hua Tuo come from? After more than a thousand years, the medical skills of doctors must have improved a little bit? You may be able to save people Hua Tuo can't save in the next life!"

Fang Shiyue was laughed at by Fu Mingqi, "I still have the energy to joke, I don't think you are terminally ill. Tell yourself, how did you get this disease, how long did you delay it, what medicine did you take, why didn't it work?"

Fu Ming withdrew the smile on his face, answered seriously, and told all the details about his illness from the beginning to the end.After Master Fang heard this, he couldn't help reaching out and patted his arm with some strength. Fu Ming felt some pain, but he didn't dare to hum.

"That's all." Fang Shiyue sighed after getting angry, "I've been free recently, and I'll just stay with you for a while. Before New Year's Eve, you must get better for me and help Sun Zangyong write Spring Festival couplets!"

"I'll listen to you." Fu Ming smiled and lay down.

Fang Shiyue picked up a pen to write the prescription, and then wrote a taste of the medicine, then asked: "Jin's residence - you don't plan to go back?"

After waiting for a while, I heard Fu Ming reply: "That is not where I live."

Fang Shiyue let out a "huh", but didn't say anything more.

A few days later, although Fu Ming's condition has not improved, it has stabilized. Perhaps because of Dr. Fang's presence, Lu Fei and Xie Lan have a backbone, and they are no longer sad, and they can still talk and laugh every day.Although life in Zhuangzi was far inferior to that in Jin's house, as long as they followed Fu Ming, as long as Fu Ming was doing well, they would no longer expect too much.

One day, when Xie Lan came back from washing her clothes outside, she met three people on the path outside the courtyard.

The man at the head saw Xie Lan, came up and greeted with a smile, "Sister Xie Lan."

"How do you know who I am? What are you doing here?"

"We are all from the Jin Mansion. Sister Yulan used to be in the inner court, so it's not surprising that she didn't recognize us."

"From Jin's mansion? Then what are you doing here?"

"Master asked me to return Mr. Fu's things." The man pointed to a box carried by two people behind him.

The box was carried into the house, and after Xie Lan explained the situation to Fu Ming, the man opened the box, and there were indeed some old things of Fu Ming, as well as some silver coins.

Fu Ming glanced at these things, and said in a flat tone, "Let's put it down. You can go back and deal with business."

After the people left, Lu Fei felt that although Fu Ming looked the same as usual, he seemed to be very sad. He remained silent and stared at the deserted Dongcun outside the window.

He was the one who wanted to sever the relationship with Jin Yi, but when the other party also settled the accounts like this, and it seemed that there would be no more debts, Fu Ming felt physically and mentally cold and unbearable.But isn't this the way it should end?Who can blame?How can there be resentment?

Several family servants who had won the trust of the master delivered the things and returned to Jin's mansion to report.When Jin Yi heard that Fu Ming just accepted the things and didn't say anything, his face darkened again.

Because he was about to go out and enter the palace, Bai Lu came up to change his clothes, seeing him so unhesitating, the always considerate maid could only keep silent.

When Jin Yi left the mansion, he saw a man in his early forties who didn't know where he came from.

Seeing him approaching, the servant took the initiative to explain: "That man is here to find Mr. Ming. His accent sounds like a foreigner, and he is said to be from Jiangnan.

Seeing that the man had gone far away, Jin Yi just nodded and left the house without saying a word.

For some reason today, the emperor seems to have had a sudden whim and hosted a banquet for the descendants of the founding heroes.At the banquet, the old emperor said a lot of words about the past and the past. Although they were touching, no one would take them to heart because of the lessons learned by Jin Yi who said that he was arrested when he was arrested.It's just that they were very moved on the surface, and each of them swore that they would be loyal to the royal family, serve the court, and would not hesitate to die.The old emperor smiled so much that his face was rejuvenated, and his face was flushed.

After the banquet, the emperor left Jin Yi alone.

"Long borrowing, I watched you grow up, and I never believe that you have any disobedience. A few days ago, I had no choice but to wrong you, so don't blame me. I didn't want to really embarrass you, just let it go Now, you are still a general of the imperial court, a pillar I rely on."

Jin didn't dare to do it, so he pleaded guilty again with courtesy.

The emperor pretended that the matter was over, and asked Mrs. Jin if she was in good health. He heard that the girl from the Jin family had promised her that her son could start reading and writing this year, etc. He expressed his caring tone for his ministers.

After saying this, the emperor said casually: "I heard that your husband and wife want to reconcile with you?"

Jin Yi knew that the emperor should have heard about this matter and acquiesced, so when he asked such a question, he was able to calmly reply: "Return to Your Majesty, yes."

The emperor laughed with an unclear emotion, "You are the ones I appointed to marry you, so you can't just leave at will. I heard this news a few days ago, and I still couldn't believe it. But there are many people who are helping to speak in my ear, It seems that if I don't agree, it means I don't understand the truth and force others to make things difficult. These people are both soft and hard, and I feel that it is not Fu Ming who wants to reconcile, but a group of people who are forcing me to let you leave. "

Jin Yi was astonished when he heard the words, but his face remained calm, "Your Majesty is stupid, I don't know what your Majesty's words mean?"

The emperor took a long letter from the case and handed it to him.

After taking it, Jin Yi took a look, and saw Fu Ming's handwriting on it.When he looked at the content carefully, he became more and more shocked. At the end, when Fu Ming expressed to the emperor his determination to live and die with his husband, Jin Yi felt both pain and joy in his heart, and his eyes were hot. Nasal pantothenic acid.

"Have you finished reading?" the emperor asked, "Do you think, judging from this letter, Fu Ming wants to make peace with you?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for telling me this." Jin Yidao asked again boldly, "But I don't know why Your Majesty acquiesced to that paper and Li Shu?"

"Whether to leave or not to leave is a matter between you and him. Although I was the one who married you at the beginning, I am not the old man, and the marriage certificate is not the red line between you. The red line can be broken, and the marriage letter becomes a peace." Why not leave the book?"

These words are high-sounding, but Jin Yi knows that the peace and division between him and Fu Ming, now it seems, is just the result of the contest between many people and different forces.

But the emperor smiled and said again: "If you don't want to leave, I'm even more happy to see it happen. A few days ago, I wronged you, this is my little compensation, how to do it is up to you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" This sentence at this time is Jin Yi's most sincere thanks after entering the palace today.

After coming out of the palace, Jin Yi directly went back to the Jin Mansion, took the paper he had not signed and signed and left the letter, and left for the suburbs of Beijing without stopping.In the gust of wind, the contents of the long paper kept appearing in front of his eyes, making him want to hug Fu Ming tightly and ask him why.

By then, it was noon time, Fu Ming had eaten and was about to drink medicine.

Seeing Jin Yi, he almost choked on the medicine he had just taken, and finally got over it, Fang wanted to ask how the other party came to this point, when he saw a piece of paper and Li Shu handed to him.

The words changed on the verge of the mouth: "Have you signed the pledge?"

Jin Yi said: "No. I gave it to you to let you tear it up with your own hands."

Fu Ming paused, "I don't understand what you mean."

"Aren't you the one who told His Majesty that you are willing to live and die with me?"

"Has His Majesty shown you that letter?" Fu Ming asked in surprise.

Jin Yi smiled slightly, "Now, what else do you have to say?" The questioning tone was full of affection.

After hearing this, Fu Ming wanted to say something. I have nothing to say. This is what I thought. When you live, I will live. When you die, I will take on the unfulfilled responsibilities for you. I live for you, but my heart is also for you. You die.But he was silent for a moment, and then he said: "In the past, Li Lingbo's statement of affection, although the words were touching, was also a statement to evade his resignation. Seven parts were true and three parts were false. My letter was even more half-truth and half-truth. Fake."

"Which sentence is true and which sentence is false?"

"It's been so long since I wrote it, I don't remember it anymore."

"Mr. Fu's enlightenment has been extraordinary since he was a child. Others believe his words, but I don't."

Fu Ming sighed, but his tone softened, "Master, would you like to hear me tell you some old stories?"

Jin Yi didn't know why he suddenly changed the subject, but the "Master" still made him lose his temper, he nodded and replied: "You say."

"You should know something about my Fu family's past. It is said that my father is a child adopted by my grandfather. Because my grandfather has been childless for a long time and has no family son to adopt him, he adopted an orphan from the Salesian Bureau."

"Yes, I've heard of it."

"That's not the case."

Jin Yi showed surprise and inquiry in his eyes.Fu Ming went on to say: "My grandfather was a concubine who was despised by my aunt, but he and the cook employed by my aunt fell in love with each other. When my aunt found out, she tried to trick the cook into a domestic slave, and wanted to distribute her to everyone in the house. A disdainful servant. My grandfather left Fu’s house with the cook in a rage. A year later, the cook became pregnant. Grandfather was found by the family and brought back by force. The pregnant cook had to be taken care of by kind people. Entered the Salesian Bureau. The kind-hearted person had friendship with the person in charge of the Salesian Bureau at that time, and occasionally visited the Salesian Bureau. Under his care, the cook lived well in the Salesian Bureau, and it passed for many years. Until Later, my grandfather was finally able to stand at home, so he tried every means to take the cook and his son back. The cook is my grandmother." Speaking of this, Fu Ming asked Jin Yidao: "You know, Who is that kind person?"

Jin Yidao: "I don't know."

Fu Ming smiled and said: "The kind-hearted man was the master of the Jin family at that time, your grandfather. The Jin family has been very kind to my grandfather, grandmother and my father. When the wet nurse told me this, I made up my mind If you have the opportunity, you must repay this kindness."

Jin Yi frowned and asked: "You mean, all your actions are for repaying kindness?"

"Exactly."

"Then why give up halfway?"

Fu Ming smiled, "I think, although I haven't made a straw title ring, but these years, plus this time, it can be regarded as paying off. I am a man, so why am I willing to stay in the backyard all the time? This is the only chance I have." Once, I didn't want to give up, so I hoped that the Lord would let me go. From now on, the sea and the sky will be brighter, and I can live my own life."

How strong the hope was, how heavy the disappointment was, until now, Jin Yi finally had to believe that Fu Ming was resolutely leaving Jin's mansion and himself.

Smiling back from the pain, after a long but short silence, he said, "Bring a pen."

Fu Ming opened the ink himself, and took a few clicks. Perhaps it was because it was related to the freedom he wanted and his future life, so the movements were extremely slow and meticulous. He opened the ink, dipped the pen, held the pen holder with both hands, and handed it over. In front of Jin Yi.

Jin Yi took the light but powerful pen, wrote his name on the Heli book that was about to be torn, dipped it in red cinnabar, and pressed his handprint heavily.

A piece of paper is as small as a river and a lake, and they no longer love each other, but part ways and go their separate ways.

Jin Yi waved his whip and flew away into the dark twilight.Fu Ming leaned against the gate of the courtyard, holding the paper and Li Shu in his hands, looked at the gradually darkening sky, and said in a low voice:

The belt is ruthless and narrow, and the spring smoke comes from the blue autumn frost.I don't know if I grind the alchemy and break the stone, I hope that the sky will lock up the soul of injustice.

Sudden years and years, we have known each other for only two or three years, he is not afraid of reducing his clothes, but there is nowhere to confide in this heart, the world is vast, although his body and mind are tolerated, it is more like a cold prison cell, and he has to blame himself , unwilling but voluntary.