Golden Stage

Perhaps it was God's will somewhere in the dark that caused Fu Shen's jade pendant to be left in the small courtyard of the county seat.The fate of impermanence is like a giant hand, which can easily disturb the situation and turn the world upside down, and it can also easily cut off this youthful friendship that has not yet warmed up and is already at the end of the road.

Fu Shen still does not want to recall the exact circumstances of that day.He has encountered many ups and downs in his life, life and death events, each of which is heavier and bloodier than this; he is not a weak person who will let himself indulge in memories.However, perhaps the first injury always hurts, this incident itself is an exception, because it, together with the series of events that followed, tragically declared the end of his boyhood.

It only takes half an hour to return to the county seat from the original road.However, ever since Fu Shen entered the city, he felt an unprecedented delicate atmosphere. There seemed to be fewer people in the city. There were few pedestrians on the streets, and every house closed their doors. The closer to the courtyard where Caiyue lived, the more unusually quiet it seemed.

When Fu Shen led the horse into the alley, the door of the small courtyard happened to be pushed open from the inside.

The two people who should not have appeared here at this time met so unexpectedly.

He stood there in a daze, as if he had been hit in the head with a club, his eyes were blurred, his lips were flaring, but all he could make was a gasp sound——

"Strict, Xiao, Han."

Fu Shen felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he even had to grit his teeth and clenched his fists to control himself from trembling.The moment his subconscious mind saw that person, he had already fully understood it, but his brain seemed unable to react, it was chaotic and indistinct, he could only call out Yan Xiaohan's name, but he couldn't say anything else.

why are you here?

What are you doing here?

Why did you... lie to me?

Yan Xiaohan was probably also caught off guard, but he was much calmer than Fu Shen, the look of astonishment only flashed across his face, and then he was all suppressed into his deep eyes.

He even pushed the door wider, and dozens of flying dragon guards came out.In the shadow of swords, lights and swords all over the place, Yan Xiaohan asked naturally and easy-goingly: "Why are you back?"

Fu Shen said: "I dropped a piece of jade pendant and found it on the way, so I came back to look for it."

Yan Xiaohan tapped his palms in frustration, shook his head and said, "No wonder. It was supposed to be safe."

Fu Shen gritted his teeth and said: "Yesterday I deliberately reminded me that the imperial court will strictly investigate fugitives. Today I sent people to follow me and find them here. After I leave, I will catch them all. In this way, you caught the criminal without anyone noticing it. And I was kept in the dark, no matter what, I couldn't suspect you.

"It's such a bright plank road to hide in Chencang, such a one who waits for a rabbit and waits for work! Master Yan is so deliberate, and you are just a mere general in the imperial army. I really wronged you."

Yan Xiaohan seemed unable to hear the sarcasm in his words, and cupped his hands and said, "To capture the fugitive, I made such a bad plan. Don't blame Mr. Fu for this helpless move."

Fu Shen smiled, "I don't blame you."

"If you want to blame, blame me for meddling in my own business and luring wolves into the house." He stared at Yan Xiaohan with sharp eyes like knives, and said slowly, "I was blind at the beginning, so I recognized wolves as sheep, and now I was bitten by it. , I deserve it too."

Yan Xiaohan stood with his hands behind his back, with no expression of joy or anger on his face, he said indifferently, "I'm sorry."

Fu Shen mercilessly refused, "No, I can't stand it."

The two stalemate for a long time, Yan Xiaohan finally stretched out his hand from behind, spread out his palm, revealing the smooth and moist suet white jade pendant inside, and carved two scorpion flowers in a hollowed-out round shape, the jade pendant's netting had loosened and its color was old Dim, at first glance it looks like something you always wear with you.

"Is this one?" he asked.

Without saying a word, Fu Shen picked up the jade pendant by holding the tassel.Yan Xiaohan's palm was empty, and he curled up his fingers as if he wasn't used to it before retracting his hand.

The matter has come to this point, they have nothing to say, it is hard to undo a broken mirror, and it is hard to get over the water.Betrayal and deceit have all been put on the table in the most straightforward manner. Whether it is a guilty conscience, an apology, or even a righteous one, the facts have already been settled, and the attitude cannot be changed.

According to Fu Shen's previous temper, it would not be surprising for him to yell at each other, or even throw his fist at each other, but now he just feels tired and wants to find a place to close his eyes and sleep.Yan Xiaohan's stabbing was too precise and ruthless, nailing him firmly, and before the blood overflowed, he had already lost the strength to resist and struggle.

Maybe Yan Xiaohan can't be blamed entirely, Fu Shen himself was completely defenseless, so he almost pointed at his chest and let someone pierce him here, isn't it stupid?

"Fu Shen." Just as he was about to leave, Yan Xiaohan suddenly stopped him from behind.

He said: "I once told you that the identities of you and me, one is in the sky, the other is underground, the difference is like cloud and mud."

Fu Shen stopped.

"It's my fault that I broke your heart. But if today's incident happened again, I would still choose to do it."

The hard-hearted Fei Longwei finally tore off his immobile mask, and for the first time in his life exposed his ambitions and desires in front of others.

"There are also grades in the mud pile. Although I am deeply trapped, I still want to make a way out of the mud."

There were several crisp applause in front of him, and Fu Shen finally turned around, with his long eyebrows raised, his lips smiling, and the contempt and sarcasm in his eyes clearly visible.

"It's really touching. It's a pity that I didn't think about it that way," he said softly, "Master Yan, don't you still see clearly? No one forced you, but you are willing to sink and roll in the mud."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and walked out of the alley.

Fu Shen also wanted to leave decisively, but every time he took a step, the knife stuck in his heart seemed to be pulled out by someone, and the blood and pain lost their hold, gushing out from the wound that could no longer contain it. .

The alley looked endless, and he knew that someone was watching him from behind, so he tried his best to straighten his back.But the more rigid it was, the more invisible the pain became.

In a daze, a figure appeared in front of his eyes. The back was not thick, but it was extraordinarily straight. It squatted halfway in front of him, beckoning him to come up.

Fu Shen suddenly became ruthless, turned around suddenly, and smashed the Ling Xiaohua jade pendant in his hand to the ground.

There was a crisp sound, and the fragments flew.

"From now on, you and I will have such jade."

He refused to take another look, as if he had left everything behind.Yan Xiaohan stared at the debris all over the floor, as if he saw Fu Shen's red eye circles when he turned his head.

In terms of friendship, they don't seem to be much different from ordinary friends.It would be too much to say that this breakup was due to kindness and righteousness, and it was not all due to disagreement of ideas. He vaguely knew in his heart that he seemed to have lost something deeper and more fragile than friendship.

Like jade, it was shattered all over the ground, probably full of unreserved trust, and a heart that was still young and ignorant.

Fu Shen rode his horse all the way out of the city, his figure was like an arrow flying from the string, sending up dust and smoke all over the sky.Fortunately, there are few people in the city, and there is a large wasteland outside the city, so he can't run into others like this.The wild wind in the countryside was like overwhelming ocean waves, causing his clothes to be rolled up, his eyes blurred, and it also made him vent his anger in a masochistic collision.

When he finally stopped exhausted, Fu Shen touched the corners of his eyes and found that they were dry.

I don't know if I didn't cry or was blown dry by the wind.

For a moment he was high-spirited, and he felt that he should rush back to the city with a knife and slaughter Yan Xiaohan;But these thoughts flashed in his mind and disappeared in a flash. When he finally stopped, Fu Shen didn't want to do anything anymore.

How can different paths lead to the same goal?He didn't believe in evil at first, but he finally became one of the thousands of lessons.

Now that you know you are wrong, when it is time to let go, you have to let go.

The wind was strong, and the surrounding fields were vast. Fu Shen said to himself, "Isn't he just a white-eyed wolf? If I was bitten, am I still alive?"

That being said, after returning home, when Fu Shen saw the bow box that he treasured in his bedroom, Fu Shen still inevitably got a sore nose.He endured the unspeakable sadness, and called a servant to come in: "Take this box to the warehouse."

The boy asked: "Do you receive it in the public warehouse, or in the young master's courtyard?"

Fu Shen originally wanted to say that the farther the bow and arrow can be held, the better, but when the words came to his mouth, he was afraid that this bow and arrow would be taken and ruined by others, so he couldn't get his breath stuck in his throat, so he finally admitted in embarrassment: "Take... Forget it, take it to my courtyard."

After thinking about it, I added another sentence: "Keep it away, don't touch the water, and don't let the moths eat it."

Fortunately, they had known each other not long ago, and their contacts were not close, only that one thing was related to the surname Yan.After the bow box was moved out, Fu Shen finally felt less panicked, and when he got up, he lay flat on the bed.

Big ups and downs, big sorrows and big joys were the most depressing, Fu Shen fell asleep in a daze for some reason.In his dream, he was back on the cliff of Baoyan Mountain. This time there were no wild boars, only Yan Xiaohan, who had killed a thousand swords, was hanging on the cliff with one hand, and there was a bottomless abyss beneath his feet.

In the dream, Yan Xiao was as cold as ice, refusing to call for help. Fu Shen was anxious and angry, but he had some scruples and didn't reach out to pull him.

"Why are you lying to me?"

What he didn't ask in reality was finally asked in his dream.Fu Shen paced back and forth on the edge of the cliff, panting heavily, and suddenly broke down and shouted: "You are lying to me! After you have lied to me last time, you will continue to lie to me this time! Jump, jump if you have the guts!"

After shouting these words, he suddenly woke up with a jolt.

It was already dark outside the window, and he slept through the afternoon without knowing it.Fu Tingxin was standing beside his bed with a haggard face. Seeing that he woke up, he asked with concern: "Why didn't you take off your clothes and slept? Did you have a nightmare just now?"

Fu Shen looked down, only to realize that his hands were firmly pressing on his chest. No wonder he felt out of breath in the dream just now.

He turned over and got up, stretched his sore and stiff shoulders and neck, and suddenly noticed that Fu Tingxin was wearing plain clothes and well-groomed, his heart sank for no reason, and he asked, "Second Uncle, are you going out?"

"Just received the news from the palace," Fu Tingxin said slowly, "Mr. Jin was unbearable to be tortured. He cut his wrist with broken porcelain in prison and left a four-character last word...he committed suicide."

God's will is like a knife.It seemed that the previous stab was not deep enough and painful enough.

Fu Shen was momentarily solemn.

"What... did he write?"

Fu Tingxin closed his eyes exhaustedly, the sob in his throat was finally uncontrollable, and a hot tear rolled down——

"It was written, 'Pitch no shame.'"

The author has something to say: Lingxiao flower-shaped jade pendant is a common style of jade pendant in ancient times, and has no special meaning.There are physical pictures of Song Dynasty and Ming Dynasty on the Internet.