Golden Knife 17 years

Zhou Shen went to Suchun Old Street on the first night of his visit to Meicheng, and went to Meizhuang in the west of the city early the next morning. He wanted to come and pay homage to his father.

Zhou Cong stood not far behind Zhou Shen and looked at him, holding a black knife in his hand. He knew that this knife did not belong to his master, but Master Xiao Zhong. His master's knife was hanging on the On the wall of Master Xiaozhong's bedroom.

He was only seven years old when he was brought back to the Golden Pavilion by his master. He had just been cleaned and had to eat, because the master wanted to accept him as an apprentice. Governor Zhou said he was arrogant, and the two quarreled again. He thought he was going to be kicked out. He was so frightened that he hugged his rice bowl and huddled into a ball, it was Master Xiao Zhong who hugged him, so he dared to finish the meal.

At that time, his master and Master Xiao Zhong were both working as guards in the palace, and they often went to the courtyard of the south restaurant in the palace to steal fruit, and when they couldn't finish eating, they brought them back for Han Liuxian and him to eat.Back then, everyone booed that Han Liuxian would marry his master when he grows up. Everyone said that they looked like husband and wife, and they were a good match when they stood together.

Zhou Cong touched the knife in his arms. The word "Jinyan" was engraved next to the spine of this knife, which was Mr. Xiao Zhong's flower name. The handle of his master's knife was engraved with fifteen.He also got a knife of his own last winter, and he asked Zhou Shen to engrave it for him. His master thought for a while, and carved three large characters next to the spine of the knife - eat enough.In the Golden Pavilion, the characters on the knife are flower names, so the entire Golden Pavilion knows that one of the new White Wolf sentry guards is full. Zhou Cong has been laughed at from last winter to this winter, and he is also used to smiling. up.His knife was also seen by Li Zhaoxu. Once when Li Zhaoxu was gesturing to him, he took out his knife to look at it, but he laughed when he saw the three big characters full of food.When he returned to the Golden Pavilion at night, Li Zhaoxu asked someone to bring him a basket of steamed buns, telling him to eat more.

Zhou Shen took out a small oil-paper bag from his pocket, which contained the sauced meat from Babaolou brought from the capital.Zhou Kun was only 17 years old when he died. Before that, because he didn't want to enter the Golden Pavilion, he had a quarrel with Zhou Kun. The father and son quarreled every day. It was common for him to be beaten and fined to kneel, but he never thought that one day he would Dad will die.

On the day he received the news of Zhou Kun's death, he and Zhong Xianchen were stealing persimmons in the palace together.When the White Wolf sentry found him, he jumped down from the wall with a bag of persimmons in his mouth. He has always climbed high, drilled down and never fell, but that day he fell on his back, and his body was covered with overripe persimmons. He was in a panic when the guard suddenly said to him: "Master Zhou, the governor has been found."

Zhou Shen didn't care. His father was outside all the year round, so it was normal for him to not be able to find him for a few days.He was furious in his heart, making his whole body sticky for no reason. While picking up the persimmon skin from his body, he suppressed his anger and said, "If you find it, let him come back. Tell me why, he is such a big man..." The guard Interrupted him: "Master Zhou, you have to help the coffin and transport the governor back to the capital."

He stopped picking up the persimmon skin, and when he looked up at the sentry, his face was pale: "What did you say?"

He heard the white wolf sentry guard say: "The governor was murdered in Meicheng, and he is gone."

He followed the guards to Meicheng without even changing his clothes. Sitting in the narrow carriage, he smelled the sweet and greasy smell of persimmons all over his body, which smelled like blood. Stretched out the window, almost vomited all the way.

After that, he never ate persimmons again.

When he saw his father's corpse, he couldn't hold on, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhou Kun's bones were broken inch by inch, and his belly was cut open, filled with broken ribs. He was still wearing three folds of Qiushuang's official uniform, and the gold-embroidered clothes were completely soaked in blood. Zhou Shen wanted to walk over. Look at him, but he can't move his feet.

The guards lifted Zhou Kun up, and when they passed by him, he finally saw his father's face clearly.When his father left the capital, he was so angry that he developed a sore on the corner of his mouth, and now the sore hasn't healed.

Zhou Shen tasted the blood in his mouth, and he bit his mouth open.He took a step forward and caught his father's hand. Zhou Kun's hand slipped down from between his hands like noodles, and Zhou Shen couldn't even grasp it—this is not his father, his father is alive , It's the father who can stand up and scold him for beating him, not the man lying here.

The guards watched Zhou Shen fall straight on his back, with a mouth full of blood.

When Zhou Shen woke up again, Han Huaizhang had already arrived. At that time, Han Huaizhang was just the commander. When he rushed over, he brought an empty tablet. Han Huaizhang handed the empty tablet to Zhou Shen: "This place is small, and I can't find good wood. , I barely found one." Zhou Shen silently took the empty tablet, he knew that he had to hold the tablet when carrying the coffin back to his hometown, otherwise the soul would not be able to find his way home.

After Han Huaizhang left, Zhou Shen sat upright at the table, dipped in thick ink and wrote his father's name. His father taught him Wei Bei since he was a child, saying that he wrote in a correct manner. He insisted on learning Liu style, because his father hated Liu style the most. body.

The two of them have never met each other. In fact, his father didn't know that he wrote Wei Bei better than Liu Ti. It was Zhou Kun who taught him how to practice when he was a child. How could he forget it.

He always thought that one day when he wrote Zhou Kun's name, it was the day when he went to the battlefield to fight for his military achievements, and asked him to return to the title for his father.

If he had known that the day his father left Beijing and came to Meicheng, he should have given him the altar of good wine in advance, bought his favorite Babaolou sauced meat, had a good drink with him, and called him well. A father, I should have known...

After the tablet was written, Zhou Shen stopped writing his father's favorite Wei stele, put on sackcloth filial piety clothes, went out with the tablet in his hand, and carried the coffin back to Beijing.

From then on, Zhou Shen had snow, rain and wind and frost in front of him, but he had no support behind him.

Zhou Shen stood under the plum tree. He knew that part of his father's flesh and blood had been left here, growing together with the plum tree. He looked at the plum tree, and there was snow on the plum tree. When the wind blows, it looks like flying flowers spread out.

The night of Jinyang Lake is the night of Xieyuhua.

Zhou Cong sat in the cabin, feeling uncomfortable. The smell of powder in the room was so strong that he wanted to sneeze. On the contrary, his master was at ease, holding a glass of wine, drinking with gusto.The lady proprietress of this flower boat was the old bustard Channiang of Wenxianglou. Within half a year after Bai Xiangqing died, Channiang entrusted someone to build the first flower boat in Meicheng, and first started a business on Jinyang Lake. It can be seen that it is true. Is a strong hand in business.

Zhou Shen was still drinking wine unhurriedly. Seeing a little girl serving towels and tea in the room, he beckoned her over. The little girl was not very old, but she was very clever. She walked over and smiled before saying anything: " Hello, sir, what do you want?" Zhou Shen pushed the wine glass over, and the little girl poured it for him swiftly, Zhou Shen took a sip, pointed to a flower boat opposite and said, "I think that boat is better than There are so many people here." The little girl looked at the boat, covered her mouth and laughed: "Master, this is a piano meeting for the new Qing people. Of course it is lively. We will be here in two days. It will also be opened, and when the time comes, the Lord will come to see, and the storage is even more lively than this."

Zhou Shen nodded, took out a piece of broken silver and gave it to the little girl as a reward.

Zhou Cong had been hiding by the window, breathing in with his head facing the outside, and suddenly heard Zhou Shen touch the tea bowl a few times, which was a signal for their Golden Pavilion, and those knocks on the tureen were to let him go out to see if there was any suspicious person. Zhou Cong couldn't wait to make a sound, stood up and stretched himself, and went out for a walk on the pretext that the room was too stuffy.

After Zhou Cong went out, Zhou Shen closed his eyes.The scent that fills the room smells like osmanthus, the same smell as the osmanthus trees on the street outside the Nanshishi when they bloom.

When he was 14 years old, Zhou Kun sent him to the Imperial Palace as a bodyguard. The Golden Pavilion took a different path from ordinary people. People like the Zhou family who inherited their father's career basically had to enter the palace as a bodyguard for a few years.Zhong Xianchen can also be regarded as a descendant of the Golden Pavilion, his father Zhong Yuan was Zhou Kun's deputy, so he was sent in together.

Zhou Shen didn't want to enter the Golden Pavilion, so the guard acted very irregularly, and basically didn't move when it was time to inspect, leaning against the wall and pretending to be dead.Zhong Xianchen had no choice but to go alone.

They have been together for the seventh year, and he knows more or less about the affairs of the Zhong family. Zhong Xianchen’s father, Zhong Yuan, died to save Zhou Kun. After he went, he was the only child left in the Zhong family, so Zhou Kun took him back to raise him, which was considered an explanation to Zhong Yuan.

When they were young, they couldn't see much difference, but when they grew up, Zhong Xianchen grew into a piece of gentle jade, with three thousand autumn waters in his eyes, and ten miles of spring breeze on the corners of his mouth; while Zhou Shen had a sharp edge , Once you stand there, you will be unstoppably handsome and romantic, and you can't hide that little brow and eyes like knives, and it will be engraved on people's hearts when you see it.

Zhou Shen was leaning against the wall and counting the cracks of the bricks in boredom, when something fell towards him. Zhou Shen has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his reflexes were extremely quick.Zhou Shen rubbed his forehead in boredom, looked around, and saw an eleven or twelve-year-old girl hanging on the nearby wall.The girl was wearing a peach red dress, with double dolls on her head, and a round baby face, hanging on the wall and waving at him vigorously: "Zhou Shen! Come here, I have something to see you!"

Zhou Shen felt that something was wrong when he saw it, and this ancestor came out again.

The identity of this little girl is very embarrassing. Seriously speaking, she should be Li Tangdi's daughter, but the emperor doesn't remember this daughter at all. , but she is just a beauty, depressed in the back, and left within two years after giving birth to her daughter.

The little princess has no mother, and when reporting it to the emperor, there was a war with the south. The emperor didn't care about this cheap daughter, so he casually said a word and handed it over to the queen.The queen didn't like the children of these palace girls, but the emperor asked someone to hold her and ask a few words. The princess' nanny hugged her and couldn't speak a word, and the queen was even more annoyed.That day, the House of Internal Affairs sent a set of eighteen pieces of gold, which were placed on the table next to the nanny. The princess grabbed a handful of gold combs and did not let go. The queen rewarded her casually, and asked her name, and the nanny answered obediently. She hasn't given her a name yet, so she will call her the sixth princess according to her ranking. The queen waved her jade hand and said that since she likes this golden comb so much, she can call it Little Comb.

Afterwards, there was a princess Xiaoshu in the palace. Xiaoshu and her nanny lived in the Xiuyu Palace near the Nanshi all the time. how nice.

Because no one cares about her, Xiao Shu wanders around the South Food Hall every day. Once, Zhou Shen and Zhong Xianchen happened to be stealing fruit in the yard, and the three knew each other.

Now Xiao Shu was hanging on the wall, waving desperately at Zhou Shen, yelling and screaming, Zhou Shen was afraid that people would hear him, so he could only walk over and stand under the wall and ask her, "Ancestor, what's wrong with you?" The paper bag in his hand: "I'm done eating Huamei, and I still want to eat fried salt crisp rolls." Zhou Shen worried: "Ancestor, you have eaten up all my monthly money." Xiao Comb looked around, She climbed high and looked far away, and at a glance she saw her nanny walking towards the Nanshi, she stared at Zhou Shen and said, "Then I don't care, you say you have pity on me, and tell you what I want to eat in the future Yes, you remember my crispy salted rolls!" After she finished speaking, she waved to Zhou Shen neatly, and stepped down on the sauce jar.Zhou Shen was so remorseful that her guts were green, she shouldn't have thought that she was a starving little court lady, and no one would end well if she was a good person.

He looked at the sky, logically speaking, Zhong Xianchen should have finished walking around by now, and they would be able to go home when he came back. I don't know why it was so slow today.He picked up the knife and searched along the inspection road. Under the magnolia tree at the farthest corner, he heard some unusual voices. He was not a fool. Right and wrong, when he was about to walk quickly, he suddenly heard a very familiar voice, although it was vague, but he had listened to it for seven years, and he would never be wrong.

At first Zhou Shen thought that Zhong Xianchen had finally opened his mind, he had learned how to hook up with women, and he was still lamenting that his younger brother was promising.But the more he listened, the more something went wrong. He had never heard of a voice that could conjure up such resentment.Zhou Shen quickly turned around and took a look under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree—"My uncle Hu Lun!"

Hu Lun, the captain of the White Feather Battalion, was strangling Zhong Xianchen's neck tightly, his other hand was pulling off his shirt, a pig's mouth was still rubbing against Zhong Xianchen's chest, Zhong Xianchen's face was flushed, his legs were covered by Hu Lun Don't move, one hand is tightly clasped around Hu Lun's neck, and the other hand is desperately stretched out to reach his own knife.

Zhou Shen's eyes were about to burst, and he was not polite at all. He went up and kicked Hu Lun's fat buttocks, kicking Hu Lun so hard that he hit his head against a tree, and passed out without even groaning.

Zhou Shen went to see Zhong Xianchen again, and was so angry that he was about to explode. Zhong Xianchen's coat had been ripped off, and his inner garment was also opened, and the exposed flesh was blue and purple. Looking down, Zhou Shen burst into flames. He popped out with a bang, drew his waist knife and was about to greet Hu Lun, Zhong Xianchen couldn't see it well, got up and hugged his hand and shouted: "What are you going to do! Are you crazy?" His pants were also ripped off by Hu Lun Zhou Shen raised his knife and yelled at him, "Hurry up and get dressed!" Zhong Xianchen blushed so much that he could bleed, put his clothes on two or three times and stood behind Zhou Shen .

Zhou Shen looked at the pinched finger prints on Zhong Xianchen's neck and was afraid for a while. Hu Lun was famous for being a good man, and he didn't taboo meat and vegetables, and his methods were cruel. Several teenagers in the city were mutilated by him. I dare not think that if Zhong Xianchen is captured by Hu Lun, the rest of Zhong Xianchen's life may be ruined as well.Zhong Xianchen also had injuries on his face, Zhou Shen looked at his face and became angry again: "Are you brainless? Where's your whistle?"

Zhong Xianchen was fine just now, but now he has calmed down, thinking about what Hu Lun did just now, he couldn't help but vomit out.Zhou Shen patted his back to help him calm down, but he heard Hu Lun yelled and woke up slowly. Zhong Xianchen visibly shook and reached out to pinch his hand. Zhou Shen knew that he was afraid, Ever since he was a child, he would squeeze his hand whenever he was afraid.

Hu Lun woke up and touched his head. There was a huge lump on his head. He was the nephew of Hu Lian, the commander of the guards of the Imperial Forest Army. He usually relied on this status to show off his power in front of the palace guards. Fortunately, he just stood up with the support of the tree and cursed who the hell hit me, when he heard a broken wind, Hu Lun screamed and fainted again.Zhou Shen withdrew his foot, looked at Hu Lun who was like a dead pig on the ground, still unwilling, and wanted to make another kick, but was held back by Zhong Xianchen. When Zhou Shen looked back, he found that his face was frighteningly pale, and Zhong Xianchen was covering his stomach Said: "Let's go home." Zhou Shen nodded, Zhong Xianchen took a step forward and then slumped, Zhou Shen squatted down and picked him up on his back and walked forward, neither of them spoke.

After walking a few steps, Zhou Shen suddenly felt that something hot was flowing down his neck. Zhong Xianchen lay on his back and grabbed his clothes tightly, shaking violently but without making a sound, Zhou Shen pushed him up Trusted, pretending not to know he was crying.

Zhou Shen carried him on his back and walked along the street outside the palace gate.A few sweet-scented osmanthus trees were planted outside the palace gate, and they were blooming. The sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus trees were all over the street, the flowers were all on the branches, the clouds were in the sky, and Zhong Xianchen was on his back.