Longevity

Eighteen years of life

That's a long way off.When Ren Pingsheng remembered it now, everything was filled with dust from the past, too thick to be blown away.

That was his first day, seeing Song Jinge.

A large lump of flesh in a swaddle.Ren Pingsheng giggled, and scratched the soles of the flesh's feet, and then, the flesh cried, meowing like a kitten, sounding like it was being coquettish.

No one in the family knew who he was, why he was here, and not even a few people knew that he was at home.

But the child just likes to listen to the wall, so he knows that this lump of meat is his aunt's fault.

The mistake made by his aunt, the current empress, and a man who is not the emperor.

They didn't give the lump of meat a full meal.Not for abuse, but for being able to deceive the current emperor and cooperate with the aunt who pretended to have a big belly after being favored.

It's so pitiful, I'm strangled by cloth strips in my stomach, I'm afraid people will see it, and I can't have a full meal after I come out, I'm afraid it will grow too fast.

Every day when his father came to court, Ren Pingsheng went to that dark room to look at the lump of meat. The door opened, and a light hit the ground, leading him forward. Stealing honey mixed with water to feed him, the lump of meat opened two round eyes and looked at him. Because of its thinness, the eyes were a bit scary, but the eyes were clean and blank.

At that time, that lump of meat still couldn't laugh.

He only dared to feed half a cup, for fear that he would be discovered if he peed too much.

At the beginning, the lump of flesh looked at Ren Pingsheng blankly, but when he heard that it was him, he stared at him and smiled without knowing it.

He actually laughed.Ren Pingsheng thought.I finally knew why Zhang Bo was so happy when he saw the sprouts in the vegetable field.

But the next day, the lump of meat was gone.The Third Highness in the palace is named Song Jinge.And that mistake was exposed three years before the death of the first emperor. At this time, Song Jinge had already been recovered from the countryside, and many people were cultivated behind him. The first emperor could not touch him, so he had to be dumb and eat coptis. Harsh.

On the third day after the Third Highness returned to the palace from the countryside, Ren Pingsheng was selected as a companion. Song Jinge had long since forgotten that someone had secretly fed him sugar water, and probably only started to remember when he left the palace.

But Song Jinge chose him out of dozens of people.

At that time, Song Jinge passed by him, turned back suddenly, lowered his body and looked at him for a long time, and then asked for someone.

At that time, I thought fate was a strange thing.Later, when he became a historian, he saw a general named Mo Tongchen, who was Song Jinge's senior brother when he fell into Caoye, and only then did he realize that fate and everything are deceitful.

Mo Tongchen looked a lot like him, especially those eyes.

Song Jinge has been elusive all the time, and what he called a companion, actually didn't see him a few times, and they didn't have much impression of each other. In the end, when His Royal Highness proclaimed himself emperor, because of his face, he gave another historian a meal.

The historian has to do his duty.Ren Pingsheng heard about the opening of the city gate at home, even in the sun, he hurriedly went to the palace to ask for an audience, but was stopped by a beggar on the way, and was mysteriously instructed to go to Xie's mansion.

Entering Xie's mansion, after searching as the beggar said, he actually found Song Jinge.

At this moment, Song Jinge was stupefied, holding something in his hand, standing blankly in front of an elegiac couplet.Ren Pingsheng looked at him seriously, he was so pale and translucent that he was not human, he had no dragon robe, no python belt, and no golden silk boots.Dressed in plain onyx, standing in the cold wind passing through the hall, the wind lifted his hair and clothes, making him look like a fragile porcelain doll.

"Emperor Ming ordered that the whole city search for the remnants of the Song family—" a shout came from afar, and the whole city began to commotion.

Song Jinge finally reacted.

He turned around and looked at the door of the mansion, but saw Ren Pingsheng.Song Jinge was shocked at first, then calmed down, and sighed softly: "Why are you?"

"You—" Ren Pingsheng wanted to change his name, but Song Jinge interrupted him. Song Jinge kicked over the pile of oil that was piled up next to the coffin—it was too late to bury him, so that Li Qiba could not find Xie Bumin The coffin must be incinerated.Then Song Jinge smiled at him: "Do something for me." His tone was calm and composed.

He looked at the smile in front of him, and suddenly remembered the little meatball's smile many years ago.

It seems that I have forgotten a lot of things, there is no unpleasant smile, dazed and relieved.

Song Jinge grabbed something on the candlestick and threw it over, Ren Pingsheng quickly caught it.

Two nasty little things.

Two flint and steel.

The oil had already spread towards Ren Pingsheng, stretching quietly like a devil's tentacles, as if wanting to take advantage of people's surprise and attack.

The yelling came again.

"The remnants of the Song family—kill—" Ren Pingsheng was so frightened that he took two steps back.

"No—" Ren Pingsheng understood that this was Song Jinge's best ending, he knelt down on one knee tremblingly, and then stretched out his hand, his palm was covered with cold sweat.

"Forgiveness—" Maybe they brushed against each other inadvertently while trembling, and a spark burst out, scaring Ren Pingsheng a bit.Looking up at Song Jinge, Song Jinge was already lying side by side with the coffin, looking at a piece of beautiful jade hanging in front of his face.

Ren Pingsheng couldn't bear to look at it again, he looked at Song Jinge at this time, as if he was looking at the child who was lying on the bed all day long, unloved, and breathless.

I want to save him, there is no sugar water, only flint and steel.

Ren Pingsheng wiped his hands violently, and then ran away from Xie's mansion.

Looking at the jade in front of him, Song Jinge realized that he hadn't thought about anything.Dying, unable to think of anything.

He opened his mouth and let out a breath, Leng Yu was covered with a little bit of moisture, he stared at it until the tongue of fire burned him and brought him back to his senses.

The ground was full of fire, and it began to spread upwards along the plain cloth.

He felt bone-piercing pain and smelled the disgusting smell of scorched flesh.

He smiled.

He opened his lips, loosened his hand, and swallowed.

Jasper fell soundlessly, choking all his breath.

Before all the voices disappeared, there seemed to be a sigh, but it also seemed to be a choked cry.

Song Jinge didn't want to be reconciled anymore.He was completely quiet.

There is no need to ask the person who betrayed him "why" anymore.

Adults have never been enthusiastic about solving the "why" of children, even if the children are really innocent.

The flames split the coffin, spread to the ground, the box in the coffin, and stained everything it touched.

Song Jinge was in pain and blank, but felt a kind of confused warmth that made him happy.For a long time, deep in my mind, those gentle eyes.It should be my brother's.I'm so ridiculous, I still haven't given up.

"Xie Mansion is on fire—"

"The emperor of the Song family must be inside—"

"Let him die, let him die—"

No one shouted "Aqin" or "Junior Brother" in panic.nobody.The crowd cheered and shouted along the road, celebrating the rebirth of the country.

Ren Pingsheng ran out, tripped over the threshold, flew out, and was helped up by one person.

The ragged beggar.

"Why don't we chat about the great day of the founding of the country? By the way, warm up by the fire nearby."

Ren Pingsheng obeyed.As a former official, he has nowhere to go at this time.The Xie Mansion was still neighing in the flames, and there were many spectators standing nearby.At that time, because Liu, Shang, Feng, Sun and others opened their doors and removed their armor and surrendered, Li Qiba had demoted them to common people and sent them back to their original places.

"Do you know who all this is because of?" Beggar Raren Pingsheng squatted down, blinked his dirty white eyes, and said in a strange tone, "Guess?"

Ren Pingsheng suddenly felt bored and got up to leave, but was almost tripped by the beggar's stick that came out of nowhere.Ren Pingsheng suddenly became angry: "What do you want to do?"

Beggar smiled gloatingly, hooked his skinny hand around his wrist, leaving black stains: "It's you."

Ren Pingsheng questioned all over his face: "It's none of my business." As he said that, he wanted to shake off Qi'er's hand, but Qi'er held it tighter.

"If it weren't for your sugar water, how could Song Jinge persist for no reason—" Qier said, swipe his thin index finger in front of his eyes, "Anyone with these eyes will definitely treat him well."

Ren Pingsheng was terrified and almost sat back on the ground: "Who are you?"

"I'm just a beggar." The beggar spread his hands, "but I know many stories."

Ren Pingsheng was skeptical, picked up a few pieces of silver and put it in the beggar's hand. The beggar clenched his hand and said, "I can tell you a story, it's a bit long, it's called 'Tired Longevity'."

After the story was over, Ren Pingsheng didn't know whether he was hungry or something, he was in a daze, and it took him a long time to let out a breath: "I see."

At this time, the sun was already slanting to the west, and the firecracker crumbs fell all over the ground, and were blown up by the wind, blowing into the black hole with only remaining walls and the scorched and ruined Xie Mansion.

Seeing him startled, Qi'er didn't say much, and suddenly sneaked into the remnants of Xie's mansion alone.

"Su Si and Liu Hang are such a pity." Ren Pingsheng turned his head and wanted to say something, but he saw the beggar coming out from Xie's mansion, holding the jade pendant that has no owner, happily, two rows of yellow teeth were exposed , hands covered with extremely dirty black marks.Hearing what Ren Pingsheng said, the beggar put the jade pendant into his arms, and stood beside Ren Pingsheng again: "Why? Isn't it very good?"

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng looked at him with a frown, very puzzled.

"Su Si recognized Liu Heng, and he was willing to do anything. Liu Heng told him to get out, and he was gone forever. Liu Heng was happy, and Su Si was considered complete." The beggar looked at the few hands covered in black stains. A wound, which was accidentally burned just now, said lightly in his mouth.

"Isn't Su Si miserable? His body has become like this, his soul has become a beast, and he has never tasted what it feels like to be loved, so he just died like this?" Ren Ping was dissatisfied.

"Isn't Liu Heng miserable? He regards Qin Jia as his life, and doesn't want anyone else. When he finally realizes that Qin Jia is not the only one he should be in this life, but the last one who favored him has also left. Liu Heng's knot in his heart, he can't see Qing, I can't solve it either." The beggar waved his hands lightly, as if he didn't care, "As for Si Li and Qin Jia, how can this Si Qin's family feud be wiped out in life? Qin Jia doesn't believe Si Li's seriousness later, Si Li I can't lose face, only by death can the original Qin Jia and Si Li be forever."

Ren Pingsheng was silent, Qi'er glanced at his expression, and continued: "God's will tricks people, Song Jinge recognized the wrong person, and thus killed many people. It's a pity that all the beautiful scenery of thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River has been reckless."

When Ren Pingsheng heard him use the word "reckless", he didn't realize it at first, but when he realized it, he couldn't help but look sideways. When the beggar saw him seeing himself, he smiled and said: "It's just that the people's hearts are against each other for a while, and the current situation is trending. Stay a few more years, just wait and see." Him." After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait—" This time it was Ren Pingsheng's turn to arrest him, "Excuse me—"

"My surname was Su." The beggar took out something from his bosom, squeezed his hand, and put what he had in his hand, "I am the elder of 'Qing'." Ren Pingsheng lowered his head and saw In the palm of his hand was the few pieces of silver that he had just given him, and when he looked up again, the man had already left.

"Why did you tell me?" Ren Pingsheng chased him, the beggar's footsteps were so fast that Ren Pingsheng could hardly catch up.

"Because I want to forget it." Beggar smiled and quickened his pace, Ren Pingsheng couldn't catch up.

Ren Pingsheng stood there blankly, surrounded by people coming and going, and there was no begging.

"Master, the new emperor issued an edict to allow you to inherit your original position." A child from the family emerged from the crowd and pulled Ren Pingsheng back.

Ren Pingsheng was still in a daze: because... me?

Because of the excessive shock, Ren Pingsheng had a fever that night.

Half dreaming and half awake, he saw two people standing at the head of his bed, one of them was very familiar, it was Xie Bumin, the tuberculosis ghost of Xie's mansion, the man beside Xie Bumin was very handsome and gentle, with two thin lips smiling Into two lines, very nice.

"Have you lost your skill? It took you so long to find the person Ah Jin saw last?" Xie Bumin seemed very dissatisfied, Ren Pingsheng couldn't see his face clearly, and always felt that he was in a dream.

"Maomao, why have you become so frizzy these past few years." The man seemed to be raising his hand to caress Xie Bumin's face, but Xie Bumin beat him down with one hand: "Don't worry about me!"

Ren Pingsheng felt that something was wrong.He used his chaotic head to think for a long time, and then he suddenly realized——

This is me, what the hell?

"Hey, hello" cold fingers woke Ren Pingsheng up, Ren Pingsheng saw the man in front of him, holding Xie Bumin by the hand, standing beside his pillow, the man's voice was low, "Do you know where Song Jinge went?"

Ren Pingsheng didn't faint again, but he opened his mouth blankly, unable to utter a single sound.He was terrified. He stared at the man in front of him, and even saw the familiar jade pendant on the man's neck shining strangely.

This piece of jade—what is the relationship between the beggar and him?

"He... Tunyu... fucked..." Ren Pingsheng heard his hoarse voice, and he murmured, with a slight tremor in his tone.He did not dare to say that he lit the fire himself.

"What did you say?" Xie Bumin seemed to break away from the man's hand and rushed forward to question, but was hugged by the man.

Ren Pingsheng heard the man comfort him: "I'm not sensitive, I can't find him. It can be seen that he died by himself, and the way of death is different from ours, so the path he walked is also different."

"How could I let him go alone..." The first time he realized that Xie Bumin was also out of control, Ren Pingsheng tried his best to open his eyes wide, seeing Xie Bumin struggling, his eyes filled with grief, "He can't be alone ..."

Ren Pingsheng watched Xie Bumin struggling, and the man hugged her tightly while comforting her: "You can't be with him forever, we are all going to leave." As the man said, their figures gradually faded and finally disappeared.

There is no trace of their presence.Xie Bumin's words seemed to be speaking to himself, but finally dispersed slowly.

"Everyone goes in pairs, why let him alone..."

Very sad words, but Ren Pingsheng felt that something was wrong, but he really couldn't think about it anymore, all this came and went quickly, he fell asleep exhausted.

A black curtain covered the sky and the earth, and he stood here, very confused.

The curtain behind him seemed to be torn open, and a white light broke in, illuminating the line of heaven and earth in front of him.

Just like the moment he opened the door many years ago, the light paved a straight road leading to the front.There should be a child who can't laugh in front of him, who is tortured like a ghost by the world.

Ren Pingsheng was so frightened that his whole body became stiff, he dared not breathe and could not move.

Song Jinge stood in front of him.

Song Jinge stared at him closely, without saying a word.

Ren Pingsheng was very familiar with this look.Many years ago, he fed this guy sugar water. This guy has such a pair of straight eyes, so possessive that it is scary.Later Song Jinge used a more terrifying pure smile to cover up his greedy and terrifying eyes, but Ren Pingsheng will never forget it.

The atmosphere around him seemed to be stagnant, he didn't dare to speak, his hair stood on end, he even felt tight in his chest and couldn't breathe.

Song Jinge still stared at him without saying a word.

Ren Pingsheng wanted to retreat, but he didn't dare to move at all, he was afraid that Song Jinge would turn into a ghost and pounce on him in the next moment.

"It's all because of you." Beggar's voice sounded hollow in his mind again, extremely terrifying.

"Bang——" With a loud noise, Ren Pingsheng woke up with a start, and saw the window was blown open and closed by the wind, the moon outside was like a hook, and the wind was bleak.

In an instant, he remembered many things.

Xie Bumin said, "Everyone goes in pairs."

If the man just said the truth, then Pei Ni, who committed suicide, would not be able to see Si Xian.

If it is true that Si Li borrowed the red thread from Xie Bumin's jade pendant as the beggar said, in order to be with Qin Jia for a long time, then the red thread on the jade pendant just now for people to wear is still there, why?

If there were Qinglin's ashes in the jade pillow back then, where did the jade pillow go?If the ashes are not buried in the ground, how can they be reincarnated?

this is too scary.

Ren Pingsheng didn't dare to think about it anymore. In the cold wind, he couldn't stop shivering and felt the bone-chilling cold.

There was the sound of clappers playing watch outside:

"Dry weather—be careful with candles—"

In the sky, ink clouds surged, covering the bright moon like a hook.

I am afraid that no matter the underworld or the human world, it is another reincarnation.

In the palace, there was a lot of wine and the clothes were turned over, the paper was drunk, and there was a song and dance, and there was a mournful voice: "Longevity——"

The full text of "Tired Longevity"