Carved beam

【two】

The weird guy who lives in the West Wing always wanders around the yard with his face covered these days, and the children in the school who pass by the backyard several times are scared to run away by him.

The old man said that he was a hired painter, but this man rested in the courtyard for a few days, but he didn't look like a painter at all. He liked to go to the backyard to touch the stones all day long, and more to look at them. The lotus in those lakes did not move for a long time.The old man came to see him for a few days, but he stopped trying to persuade him after a long time, but said indifferently when others mentioned him in a strange tone: "It's just a former disciple, it's not worth mentioning. "

The old man used to work in the capital, but for some unknown reason, the new emperor resigned before he ascended the throne, but he did not return to his hometown, but chose a lake city far away from the capital by himself. Come, settle here, and use your own savings to buy this house and open a free private school.

It has been twelve years now.

In the year when the new emperor came to the throne, He Lian was 22. It was the time when the young man in Xianyi was angry with his horse, but someone broke his wings abruptly.Originally, he was the least outstanding among the old gentleman's family, but he was the one he admired the most. When he reached the third rank, even though the old gentleman didn't like him working in the Ministry of Rites, he still liked him very much, until ——After he entered the palace.

After that, there was no such person as He Lian in the world, and being an official to the third rank seemed to be just a dream.He sat here all day looking at the lotus in the courtyard, maybe he was thinking about his own fate.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and the lake city was sunny for a few days. The water in the pool was a little bit swollen, and the lotus was crumbling in the bean-heavy rain.He Lian watched from the window, but there was some uncontrollable violence in her heart. It would be better if the lotus flower was broken, trampled in the soil, its stems were cut and its stems cut off, so that it couldn't do it again. Standing tall and slim.

In the next second, there was a pain in my heart, but it was an old illness again.

He didn't do anything these days, and he didn't know when he painted the lotus. The old man saw it and said it was too coquettish, he lost the integrity of the lotus, and his body and spirit were lost.

Now that I saw it, I felt bored for a while, so I stretched out my hand and crumpled the lotus into a ball and threw it out of the window.

The old gentleman happened to enter the door, and seeing this scene, he pretended to be angry and said: "Hucheng paper is expensive, do you think you are still in the capital?"

He Lian turned around, and the gloom in her eyes dissipated in an instant, like a thirsty person finally being watered, and her whole body became alive again.

"Sir," He Lian said, "I..."

Mr. Zhang knew what he wanted to say with just one glance, he waved his hands and said, "I'm old, I don't want to ask about those things anymore, now you come back with a whole body injured, what do you want from me?"

Thinking of this old man felt a sense of depression in his heart, thinking about how he cultivated He Lian with all his heart back then, and how he had to lower his figure to win over him for him, thinking that he had no children, before retiring from office, at least he would be able to He was trained to be a minister of the humerus in the court, but who knows... But he also didn't know whether it was good luck or fate.

He Lian was startled, then laughed, and said: "Sir, I came here this time not for others, but for myself. The past and the past are like floating clouds to me. But there is only one thing I want to bother you again, sir."

The old man snorted coldly: "What do you think? The old man wants to hear how my most proud disciple in the past will break my old bones again, and see if your conscience has been taken away by the emperor."

He Lian was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, she said with difficulty: "Student...just ask sir, if you leave me, can you be buried beside sir...."

Three years ago, he came here to look for his husband, but he taught him to fight out, and he never even entered the gate. At that time, his husband was seriously ill, and he only needed a rare herb, but it was a little bit difficult to teach He Lian. With the meaning of returning to the light, I arranged for my servants to find a geomantic treasure in the mountains, and dug a tomb for myself to be buried in.That medicine happened to be the medicinal material that He Lian hanged her life on, so it was a very rare thing to others, but to some people... it was just an order.

The old man naturally knew who gave the medicine, after all, it was such a precious thing, and he also knew that He Lian followed him all the time when he took people to the mountains that day.However, that time he was just trying to anger him, he never thought that today it would be reversed, and he wanted this white-haired man to send him away as a black-haired man.

The old man's eyes were sour, but he couldn't bear to say the words of refusal, and he patted the table under his hand bitterly: "You, you! I still want to kill this old man and teach him to send away my only son!"

The ten-year relationship between master and apprentice fell in the eyes of others, and they only said that he was a teacher for one day and a father for life, but He Lian would never know that the old man really treated him as his own son.But he betrayed his husband and entered the palace without authorization, just for his own selfish desires, and he has fallen into this fate, which can only be said to be his own fault.

He Lian walked slowly to her husband, and sincerely bowed her head three times: "Father, please accept my child's bow."

The old man also shed tears and touched the top of He Lian's hair, just like when He Lian was not as tall as his shoulders in the past, he always liked to touch the top of his hair like this, telling him to eat more to grow faster.

"He Lian, His Majesty is like a bird in your hand. Although he wants to show his ambitions, he is restrained by others. What I teach you as a teacher is to cut off the ropes that bind the bird. Only by allowing this bird to fly can we protect the well-being of all people."

"As a teacher, I'll ask you one more question, would you like to join me in the imperial court? If not, the relationship between master and student is still there today, but the way is different and we don't seek each other. After all, you and I are just master and apprentice."

At that time, He Lian said: "If it is for the common people, He Lian is willing; for your majesty, He Lian is not willing."

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