Out of Yuanmen

Yun Shugui let out a "Huh", as if he didn't respond to the question.Before he could answer, Shen Hanchi shook his head himself: "I think I'm wrong, and your situation is not easy."

"..."

Want to tell the past?It's like he wants to peel off the scabbed wound, tear his own flesh again, and show Shen Hanchi the bloody wound.

Yun Shugui was silent for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, he held Shen Hanchi's hand tightly.This pinching made Shen Hanchi a little painful, but he just raised his head and looked at Yun Shugui's side face.

Yun Shugui asked softly: "It's not an interesting story...can I tell it?"

Shen Hanchi didn't know how shaken his heart was, but his fingers were trembling.He somewhat regretted why he had to ask such a question in a feverish manner, but he vaguely felt that he should ask this question tonight.He wavered between listening and not listening for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

This seemed to instill courage into Yun Shugui. He took a deep breath and said, "Not many people know about this. When I was young, I didn't know how to hide my edge, and I wrote many radical policies... Many of the words were too exaggerated, and were criticized by many great Confucians."

"At that time, he was young and frivolous, his heart was higher than the sky, and he fought back without hesitation. At first, it was just a small fight, but a great Confucianist read my article ridiculing him and was sick in bed, so this incident I don't know why it got worse."

Yun Shu paused, and shook his head with a wry smile: "It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world. That article was read by Prince Jin, and then he read my other articles, and finally sent my article to Shoufu. Shoufu then gave me the title of 'Kirin'."

Yun Shugui, a young man who was praised as a "kylin" by the chief minister, does not know what kind of demeanor he is.In Shen Hanchi's mind, he sketched an arrogant young man who criticized great Confucianism, with a playful smile on his face, but he really couldn't match the person he was holding now - the bitterness in it could not be treated by outsiders.He didn't speak, but silently hugged Yun Shugui's body tightly.

"Then my father and uncle played aggressively, which led to the extermination of the Yun family. I was interrupted with one arm and one leg, and I almost died. Thanks to someone who rescued me..." Yun Shugui closed his eyes, and once again appeared in front of his eyes. the blood-red street.His voice trembled slightly, almost choked up, "The Yun family is gone, but the reputation is still there. I, I am that symbol, the chess piece that can gather the scholars from all over the world... It can not only eradicate the scholars who want to shake the dynasty, but can Building a new faction, killing two birds with one stone, what a poisonous trick..."

"Stop it, stop it..." Shen Hanchi walked in front of him, squatted down, and pressed his arms with both hands, "It's not your fault..."

"Does it hurt?" He put his hand on Yun Shugui's arm and asked.

"It doesn't hurt." Yun Shugui smiled at him, then bent down and hugged him.The temperature from his lover made him close his eyes tightly.

"Master Wushuang is also a liar." Shen Hanchi sighed, "How can it not hurt. Even if the wound on the outside heals, the wound in the heart that cannot be cured will still hurt."

Yun Shugui didn't answer.After a long time, he said softly: "I think about saving my people day and night. I refused to be an official. Half of the reason I was locked up in Huajing was because of him."

Shen Hanchi felt that this was not the time for him to be sour and jealous, but the moment he heard this sentence, all the seasoning jars in his stomach were overturned, and all kinds of oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar were mixed together, which was unspeakably bitter.But he tightened his arms around Yun Shugui, encouraging him to continue talking.

Shen Hanchi knows better than anyone else that pain will decrease if it is divided into two parts.Yun Shugui said it, and he could share these bloody past events with him.

"I don't know if he still remembers me. I don't know who threw me into the field. At that time, I almost died in the suburbs." Yun Shugui continued, "He even punched me and told me that life is the most important thing. "

Hearing this, there seemed to be some clues in Shen Hanchi's vague memory.He raised his head in shock, looked at Yun Shugui's face, and tried to match him with someone.

Yun Shugui smiled softly at him.His eyes are complicated and unspeakable, full of sadness, struggle, relief, and admiration—like a lotus seed that has not been cored, leaving a sweet aftertaste after the unspeakable bitterness.

Shen Hanchi was a little dazed, feeling as if his mind wouldn't turn around.

Yun Shugui's eyes are so bright, they seem to be exactly the same as that ugly guy who disappeared.No wonder the first time I saw him, I felt a little kind, and I couldn't help but take a peek at him.No wonder Yun Shugui always helped him intentionally or unintentionally, and often appeared by his side.No wonder……

Yun Shugui said: "My mother called me Afu, which means 'not afraid of floating clouds to cover my eyes'. When I was young, my name was Yunfu, not Fuchen's Fu, nor Fuyuan's blessing."

"Shen Hanchi, do you still remember me?"

So you lied to me!

So you are that guy!

Why did you disappear without a word!

Why didn't you tell me sooner!

Why didn't you come to me sooner!

Shen Hanchi stood up abruptly.All kinds of thoughts were about to blow him up. He paced irritably, not knowing how to react. Then he raised his fist and punched Yun Shugui on the shoulder.

"Remember you big watermelon! I left without saying goodbye. I went to find you several times later, you know!" Shen Hanchi gritted his teeth angrily, and laughed when Yun Shugui's expression froze instantly, "Why were you so ugly back then? Ah. Since it wasn't your fault, I forgive you."

He thought for a while, leaned down again, kissed Yun Shugui on the lips, and said with a smile when the other party was at a loss: "Who told me to like you."

Yun Shugui opened his black eyes wide, their light flickering.Then he frowned with a smile, shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt at all now."

……

Zhu Qingping didn't feel any sleepiness at all, lying on the bed was extremely boring.The voices of men and women happily coming from the next room kept making him feel hot all over.

But this unscrupulous Taoist priest is surprisingly stubborn in these matters, thinking that sex between men and women is a matter of course and should not be disturbed.In the end, he had no choice but to grab the wine gourd, climb out of the window, and squat on the roof of the inn to blow the cold wind.

Unexpectedly, there was already a guest on the roof of the inn.This man was thin and thin, holding a knife in his arms, and even wore a ghost face, which was really weird in the moonlit night.When Zhu Qingping saw his mask suddenly, he almost fell off the roof, but fortunately he stabilized his figure with quick eyesight and hands.

This person looks familiar...?

The ghost-masked man sensed the arrival of the uninvited guest, and turned his head with a "whoosh", a pair of stern eyes under the hole in the mask seemed to be shining with a cold light.

"Brother, I have no malicious intentions!" Zhu Qingping raised his hand, but the wine gourd almost hit the tiles, so scared that he quickly withdrew his hands and hugged the wine gourd.

The ghost-masked man was Yu Ling. He stared at Zhu Qingping who was breathing in there, and turned his head indifferently.

"Hey, brother." Zhu Qingping suddenly remembered this mask, slowly approached it, and asked curiously, "Have you ever been to Huangmen City?"

Yu Ling naturally ignored him.Zhu Qingping scratched his head and said, "You don't remember me? I'm a handsome young man with a jade face. Just follow Zhu Qianxu, remember, you stabbed him at that time."

As soon as the word Zhu Qianxu was mentioned, Yu Ling suddenly stood up with a cold voice: "Where is he?"

Zhu Qingping's heart skipped a beat, shocked by the instant murderous aura on Yu Ling's body, he quickly stabilized his figure.He quickly waved his hand: "He's not here. Brother, don't worry, what kind of grudge do you have with the bad old man? Wuliang Tianzun, don't fight if you have nothing to do, it's not good for your practice."

"No grudge."

Yu Ling dropped two words, and sat down to practice closed-mouth meditation again.As a bastard, Zhu Qingping was not stingy, but he was not afraid of him. He smiled and leaned over to lift his robe, and squatted down next to Yu Ling.

"Brother, you can't sleep and watch the moon?" Zhu Qingping shook the wine gourd in his hand, and there was a sound of liquid flowing inside, "Let's talk."

"..."

Yu Ling ignored him, and Zhu Qingping was still able to chatter on his own.He pulled out the stopper with a "boo", sniffed the mouth of the gourd, showing an intoxicated expression: "Don't look at the small place, there is indeed good wine. Would you like a sip?"

Yu Ling shook her head.

Zhu Qingping then put the wine gourd to his mouth and took a sip, smashed the taste, and said to himself: "Brother, you are very powerful, let's get to know each other, what's your name? The poor man's name is Zhu Qingping, three o'clock water clear, peaceful and joyful.”

"..."

"Then I'll call you Brother Ghost Face." Zhu Qingping clapped his hands and said, "Brother Ghost Face, did you kill Mr. Jinhua? You said that Zhu Qianxu's old bull nose is too bad, isn't this a disaster? Hahaha !"

When he said this, he elongated his voice: "My heart has been pulled out, do you have a grudge against Mr. Jinhua?"

Yu Ling sneered this time.

Zhu Qingping raised his head and took another sip of the wine, then put the plug back into the mouth of the gourd, tied it back around his waist, and said with a smile: "We are destined to meet each other. Brother Guimian, I am Zhu Qianxu's disciple, how about fighting you for him?" ?”

Yu Ling finally looked at Zhu Qingping squarely, looked him up and down, and said in a cold voice, "You are not my opponent."

"That's it, that's it." The romantic Taoist was not annoyed, he raised his hand and stroked his chin, "I didn't say it's now. In 20 years, 30 years..."

Seeing that Yu Ling didn't answer, Zhu Qingping ended his boring jokes, and still smiled and said, "I'm currently studying with Senior Fujian, how will it compare in a year? In five or six years, you probably won't be able to beat Zhu Qianxu. Fighting against me saves me the crime of bullying an old man."

Hearing the words "Fu Jian Nu", Yu Ling's ears twitched.Although he didn't understand what Zhu Qingping was planning, he nodded after weighing for a while: "Okay."

Zhu Qingping stretched out his hand: "One year later, I will still be in Jingzhong City. I swear by high five."

Yu Ling stretched out her bandaged hand, and slapped Zhu Qingping three times neatly.

A year later, the person sitting on the beam of the house held up the jug and poured all the good wine in the jug, which looked like rain from a distance.Someone under the beam raised his head and stared blankly at the fine wine that fell from the sky.

"I have a gourd of wine, which can comfort the wind and dust. Although I am not familiar with you, I would like to respect you." The man said.

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