ghost knows what rebirth does

When Shen Yanzhou was ten years old, he suffered from a serious illness. Others thought he was bound to die, so they left him in the countryside to fend for himself.

But he was desperate and struggled to survive.

When he first woke up, he was lying in the cold mud, being sniffed by a wild dog.The wild dog dared to run away when it saw the meat around its mouth, growled lowly, and opened its mouth to bite.Shen Yanzhou tried his best to support the ground and rolled in a circle to avoid it, but the wild dog still didn't give up, kicked its hind legs and pounced on the child again.

Shen Yanzhou's whole body was limp, his forehead was covered with sweat and mud, and he could only hold on desperately.All of a sudden, a foul wind hit the face, and the yellow and smelly teeth of the wild dog brushed past his face, and the sound of teeth clashing was so sharp that it was chilling.If it bites, I am afraid that half of the head will be torn off by it.

The child was seriously ill, and he didn't wake up after being in a coma for a long time. He was hungry and his limbs were weak. He relied on a little obsession to hold on. He kept rolling and dodging, and happened to come to a slope, and rolled down.

Suddenly there was thunder above his head, and the pouring rain poured down. Shen Yanzhou's vision was blurred, and his ears were filled with the sound of the rain. It was difficult to distinguish where the beast was, and he felt more and more serious about the danger. However, the wild dog never chased him.

He took a few breaths before he realized that this was nowhere in the wilderness, it was clearly a mass grave.The dead bodies were scattered all over the place, and there was a thin coffin scattered here and there, and more corpses were thrown away randomly, one on top of the other, and the stench was pungent.

The wild dog only gave up because it saw a better prey.

Shen Yanzhou survived a catastrophe, so he didn't care too much about it. The heavy rain hit his head and his whole body hurt. He staggered and walked among the dead bodies, and found a thin coffin that was slightly intact. He apologized in his heart while dragging the dead body away. Come out and set aside.He himself climbed into the coffin and closed the lid to keep out the rain.

The surroundings were dark and stuffy, exuding a disgusting stench of corruption, and beasts neighed from nowhere, full of malice.

He was exhausted and fell into a drowsy sleep, but he felt something was wrong in his heart.

It shouldn't be like this... It seems that a vital part of life is missing.

What went wrong...

In the seemingly endless black and sweet slumber, a few calls came faintly.

"Shen Yanzhou, come back quickly!"

"Brother Yanzhou, you've made a mistake."

"...Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

The misty voice finally merged into two clear words.

"His Majesty."

Shen Yanzhou opened his eyes in a daze, and the coffin lid was lifted at some point. In the hazy morning light, there were white clouds billowing above his head, and cranes were soaring, like a fairyland.

For a moment he thought it was something he had seen after death, but in the next moment he realized that it was just the silk embroidery on the top of the bed curtain, which was so lifelike and exquisitely crafted.

Another low voice called from outside the account: "Your Majesty is awake?"

The voice was old and humble, with ironic warmth.

Who is that?

It took him a little more time, blinking, and finally waking up from the nightmarish chaos.

Then he asked, "Uncle Zhong, what time is it?"

Du Zhong said softly: "It's a quarter of an hour."

Shen Yanzhou sat up slowly, "It's actually this time, get up."

Du Zhong responded, and passed the news that the palace servants entered the house to wait for the emperor to change clothes.

Shen Yanzhou remained silent, with a trace of thoughts still immersed in his dream, and he felt that the scene in front of him was ridiculous.

Back then, Zhang Taifu's words became a prophecy, things changed with time, and people's hearts changed. In the end, he really became the emperor.

Looking back, the past is so vast, how did it become the situation today?

Shen Yanzhou was facing the court and received pilgrimage from all officials.Now the world is peaceful, Haiyan and Heqing are clear. In the early dynasty, the great scholar and the Hanlin servant were arguing over whether to use twelve or sixteen fan tails when they entertained the Xiongnu king two months later.

It must have been too idle.

After discussing the court affairs, Shen Yanzhou stood up and retreated to the palace, leaning on the brocade-decorated steps when returning to the palace, still a little careless.

Suddenly asked: "I, I have a male queen? Yeli?"

This matter is really strange, and it seems that he did it himself, but it seems that he should not have done it, Shen Yanzhou became confused for a while.

But Du Zhong misunderstood - before and after the emperor appointed the male empress, there were many opponents. Perhaps he had been persuaded for a long time, but now he finally felt a bit of regret.

But he also understands the emperor's temperament, the most arrogant and willful, how can people feel regret?

After thinking about it, he just said the truth: "Although His Majesty has bestowed the Phoenix Seal Gold Book, he has not held a grand ceremony."

Shen Yanzhou only hummed, but sneered in his heart, this guy is really procrastinating in his work, if he doesn't want to, there will naturally be a daughter of the right age among the officials to be sent to be the queen.Since Li Yeli was the empress, she simply made a complete set, so as to stop Youyou's mouth.

The current situation of not being up or down is really not like Shen Yanzhou's own handwriting.

Almost like a nightmare for 20 years, when I woke up, I saw chicken feathers all over the floor, which was hard to clean up.

It rained in the early morning, and now the sky is blue and the wind is blowing.In early summer, when it was very cool, Shen Yanzhou asked again: "Zhaoer... How is Yan Hui?"

Du Zhong said: "A few days ago I had a cold, I asked the imperial doctor to take a look at it, prescribed the medicine and drank it, and now I'm fine."

Shen Yanzhou said: "Take some tonics from my private treasury and send them, and order the imperial doctor to take care of them carefully, and he must be completely cured. He was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and he can't bear hardships..."

While instructing Du Zhong to write down the rare and rare treasures to be sent, he subconsciously drew and pulled his finger on the right armrest. If ink was stained, it would be written in four large characters: "Tigers are a threat."

After the ridicule was over, he still sighed: "How old is Yanhui this year? Twenty?"

Du Zhong said: "Your Majesty, in three months' time, on the sixth day of August, Young Master Yanhui will be twenty."

It's just that Mr. Yanhui is not a prince, let alone a prince, he is very good, so he is not so stupid that he is hopelessly stupid.

Shen Yanzhou smiled and said: "It's time to get married, this child is arrogant, I want to find him a gentle, virtuous, and calm daughter, no matter what her background is."

After marrying, she can only accompany her husband and be imprisoned for the rest of her life. Who would jump into this pit of fire with a good family background?Shen Yanzhou really had no choice.

Du Zhong followed Bu Yu tremblingly, while talking with the emperor, he responded in a loud voice.

He was also getting old, and the young people who followed him were adopted sons and apprentices, who supported him and walked slowly with the emperor.

Perhaps it was because Bu Yu was resting on someone else's shoulders that his vision changed.The towering, deep and daunting red palace walls back then are now so cramped that people can hardly breathe.

The time in the palace seemed to be frozen, passing day by day without noticeable changes.Perhaps that is why it is so easy to forget.

In the past, he killed people like hemp, was scolded as an evil spirit in human skin, and was a regent who was more cruel than wolves. Now some people wrote poems and poems to praise his benevolence.

Shen Yanzhou himself can hardly remember why he was greedy for meritorious deeds in the first place, and wanted to clear the obstacles of the court in just a few years, but because of the strong and contradictory methods, he had to kill and wipe out the roots.

He only felt that he was a gardener who took care of the garden. He thought that the garden would be entrusted to the owner after the pests were eliminated. Unexpectedly, the garden changed hands before the insects were eliminated.

If Ah Yue knows...

Shen Yanzhou couldn't help thinking, does Ah Yue understand?He also wanted to stay out of the matter and be a happy and happy playboy, but who knew that good fortune tricked others, but he became a short-lived emperor.

Helpless, riding a tiger is hard to get off.

Ah Yue would not blame him.

When the season turned to midsummer, Shen Yanzhou finally fell ill.

After taking the medicine, he fell into a drowsy sleep, and his bizarre dreams were entangled with his memories. He couldn't even tell which ones were real experiences and which ones were just illusions.

He vaguely saw himself in a copper palace on the top of a snow-covered, uninhabited mountain. Ah Yue leaned into her arms and kissed him while crying.

Then he made an inch of it, pressed Ah Yue on the bed, and acted recklessly.

Ah Yue actually responded to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, lingering indulgently.He panted and raised his head, revealing his fragile Adam's apple, swallowing and moving from time to time because of the intense situation, like a soft and charming little rabbit.Shen Yanzhou couldn't hold back, lowered his head to lick it, gnawed on it, leaving mottled bite marks, Ah Yue would always whimper uncontrollably at this time, with water vapor at the end of his eyes, blushing like a glow.

Sometimes he frowned and complained when he made him hurt, and kicked without heeding, his arrogance made people itch.

Shen Yanzhou thought, Ah Yue looks like this.

Then I thought, no, I already knew Ah Yue was like this.

At the beginning, he could barely distinguish between those things that were so unbelievably good that he just wanted to sigh "how can there be such a good thing", it was really a dream.It was Shen Yanzhou's experience in this life that he watched Ah Yue and the engaged women get married and have children.

Gradually, however, the two began to put the cart before the horse.

After teasing him in every possible way, he went into the door to practice in seclusion, and threw him outside the door, like throwing down a bull with red eyes that had been taken away from his mate; But he insisted on boasting and saying "I have to squeeze you dry this time", so he took the initiative to sit up, so that he was a fool who was squeezed into unconsciousness by himself; Shen Yuetan, who is purely in love with him, has no worries or hesitation.

This is... a dream.

Even if I remind myself hundreds and thousands of times, it is a dream, a demon, a fantasy, and an insatiable delusion.However, the taste of the warm body, the taste of being wrapped in softness, the voice that resembles crying when it is intense, and the strange and familiar aroma that lingers all over the body, become clearer and easier to distinguish each time, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

On the contrary, once, in a daze, he saw the Seventh Prince wearing a black court dress embroidered with four seasons pine, and saluted him respectfully, with a gentle smile: "My brother, I have seen Brother Sanhuang. Brother Sanhuang looks good today. What is the happy event?"

Shen Yanzhou thought: This is fake.But this court dress is pretty good, I will make a set for Ah Yue some other day, and ask him to pretend to be a modest gentleman and say a few words to me respectfully.I don't know if he will or not?

Until a young voice woke him up and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, it's time to drink the medicine."

Shen Yanzhou reluctantly opened his eyes, he didn't know what day and night it was.

It was Du Zhong's apprentice who waited on him to drink the medicine. Du Zhong was old and physically exhausted, so he could no longer serve him personally at any time as before.

Seventy is rare in life, and Shen Yanzhou is already 49 this year.

There is no two doors of good and bad, and the avenue runs through the heart.

55 years of dream, feel to return to one yuan.

——The lifespan of a mortal is too short.If it is too short to fully realize it, it will pass away.

After 40 years, Shen Yanzhou once again thought of the strange sense of doubt that lingered in his mind when he was just recovering from a serious illness.

It shouldn't be like this.

An important link is missing.

Du Zhong's apprentice is called Du Rong. After all, he is still young and not careful enough.Shen Yanzhou held the bowl and frowned: "Why did the incense go out?"

Du Rong hurriedly begged for mercy, went to pick up commonly used spices, put them in the clear incense burner and lit them.

There was a sudden noise and a few exclamations outside the door, the bedroom door was knocked open, and a bloody human figure poured in without making a sound, life or death was uncertain.

Du Rong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into a tragic cry: "Father!"

He rushed over, and a bright knife light hit, from the cheek to the side of the abdomen, the sharp blade cut a deep scar that could almost see the bone.The young little Huangmen let out a miserable cry, his wounds were turned outwards, blood splashed like a fountain, and drenched on the curtains and walls of the emperor's bedroom.

He staggered two steps and fell beside Du Zhong without a sound.

Shen Yanzhou put on his outer robe and stood up when he heard the commotion outside, and grabbed the long sword hanging outside the bed curtain.The sharp knife was out of its sheath, and he stood barefoot in the soft carpet, standing still, and the violent aura around him was about to move, as if he had become the hyena struggling to survive in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

The young man who killed someone was wearing silver armor, a ghost face button around his waist, and two lions with sharp teeth on his shoulders.Blood was also splashed on his face, one side was as white as jade, and the other side was dripping scarlet. Instead of wiping it off, he stretched out his tongue to lick the bright red splashed on his lips, turned around slowly, and grinned at Shen Yanzhou. Even the gaps between his teeth were stained red, making him look like a ghost who just finished eating people: "Master Uncle, are you getting better?"

Shen Yanzhou shook his head and sighed: "These things should be left to the subordinates, why do you do it yourself. If you have to do everything yourself, you will die of exhaustion sooner or later."

The young man held the sword in his backhand, saluted, and responded with a smile: "Uncle Xie for your guidance, my nephew will remember it."

Behind him, more than a dozen warriors in armor filed in, guarding the windows, doorways, beams and pillars, all the main roads, and surrounded him tightly, making it difficult for him to fly.

Then a man dressed as a scribe also stepped into the room. Although he was old, with wrinkles around his eyes, drooping corners of his mouth, and loose skin, it was still obvious that he must have been an outstanding handsome man when he was young.

Shen Yanzhou only glanced at him, then turned his head away, only talking to Shen Zhao.

The man couldn't help but took a step forward and said, "Shen Yanzhou, it's me, you can't think of it?"

Shen Yanzhou said: "Yan Hui sneaked in so easily, it is natural that someone cooperated with the inside and outside. If you did it, it would be expected."

Ye Li couldn't help being startled, "You...you don't hate me for betraying?"

Shen Yanzhou just sneered, "I ask myself that I treat you kindly, and you do this only because I don't know people well."

Yeli Qingche's eyes were wide open, his body trembled slightly with anger, and he said in a hoarse voice, "You treat me...... not badly? Shen Yanzhou, you owe me this life, and it's not enough for three lives and three generations!"

Shen Yanzhou just looked at him silently, not even offering an excuse.

Ye Li said angrily: "I was also an upright man. If it wasn't for you, I would have made great achievements, sealed my wife and children, and made great achievements. But for you, I voluntarily endured the humiliation and became a man's wife. Over the years, I have received so much cold stare and so much criticism, and I have been holding on to the airs of a princess-queen. Those people knelt in front of me and said many obscenities behind my back. Have you ever asked me in the past 30 years? Have you ever asked me? Have you ever looked for me? Shen Yanzhou, you are the one who is sorry for me!"

Shen Yanzhou closed his eyes and sighed: "After all, I just wanted to sleep but I couldn't, so I became angry from embarrassment."

Yeli was just at the time when he was wronged and unwilling, tears were rolling in his eyes, and he was choked by Shen Yanzhou's sudden words, so he couldn't even cry.He stared at him in vain, "Shen Yanzhou! You...you..."

He thought that if he acted like this, Shen Yanzhou would be heartbroken and furious, and no matter how bad it was, he would ask, "Ye Li, is there you too?"

Only then did he have enough revenge.

Who expected Shen Yanzhou to be so indifferent, but just take a look and forget it.He was unwilling, infatuated, and miserable all his life. In the heart of this hard-hearted man—in the heart of this heartless man, he was even worse than grass.

For a moment, Yeli's heart felt as if it had turned into wood and stone.

Shen Zhao laughed at the side, and clapped his hands in gestures: "Uncle is so witty! This remark is very clever, very clever. By the way, I think you, Uncle, must also want to sleep at home, so you are so angry. This is why he took his father's world as revenge? Uncle is worthy of being a hero in the world, love and hatred are so generous. I am so scared, little nephew!"

Shen Yanzhou's face darkened: "Presumptuous! Your father is a real gentleman and a great husband, how could he insult you? You are a rebellious and unscrupulous son."

Even though he is old and frail and sick with tuberculosis, when he gets angry now, he is still in the room like a wind pressure, and even the candles are dimmed.Everyone's heart trembled, and they hurriedly drew their swords to face each other.

Shen Zhao raised his hand and ordered his subordinates to withdraw their sharp blades. Under the candlelight, half of his bloody face was seductive and treacherous, his smile was gloomy, and his brows were full of hatred.The little emperor who even gave his uncle half of the sugar shortbread had long been lost in the years, and there was no trace of it.

Shen Yanzhou paused, if it was only about him, that would be fine.He has heard a lot of criticism and slander over the years, and he doesn't take it seriously. However, when it comes to Shen Yuetan, he has to say one more sentence: "Yan Hui, public is public, private is private. Your father and I are brothers. Qing You are innocent and have never crossed the threshold. As a son of man, don't insult your late father."

Shen Zhao laughed in a low voice, his laughter was gloomy and thin, gradually rising, like a crawling snake slowly raising its head, making people uncomfortable, "Master Uncle still treats me as a six-year-old child? If so If you really love someone, you want to love him, you want to take him, you want to take him away, how can you bear it? After so many years and so many opportunities, my uncle is still innocent, could it be... there is some hidden disease?"

He said it with certainty, as if he had seen it in person, and he had no taboos. In front of a group of subordinates, he uttered obscenities without regard for face, almost like a bully in the market.Shen Yanzhou lowered his face and glanced at Yeli.

Feeling guilty, Ye Xin turned her face away, not daring to meet his gaze.

However, Shen Yanzhou became more and more distressed, what went wrong, why... A Yuesheng's son, whom he raised carefully for so many years, why did he turn into such a useless trash?

There was severe pain in his chest, and he finally couldn't hold it back, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The mottled blood stained the crimson moon white coat, and also splashed on the crystal clear incense burner. As it was warmed by the burner, the bloody smell in the room became stronger, even covering the fresh air of white sandalwood.

Ye Li looked at the blood on the stalwart man's chest, and couldn't help but whisper: "Your Majesty!"

He hurried forward in a panic, trying to get close to Shen Yanzhou, but Shen Zhao grabbed his arm and threw it back, staggering and falling to the ground.He ignored it completely, and stood up while calling His Majesty, and said anxiously: "Yan Hui! You promised me that you would not hurt his life, Your Majesty is vomiting blood, please call the imperial physician soon..."

"Noisy!" Shen Zhao was so annoyed that he grabbed Yeli by the neck and thrust his sword into his chest.

The long sword pierced through the chest, and most of the bright sword body was exposed from the back.

It is a good sword, the blood is flowing along the blood groove, and the sword body is still as clear as a spring water.

Ye Li opened his mouth, both shocked and in great pain, he couldn't speak a word, only hissed and panted.

Only then did Shen Zhao nod in satisfaction, "Auntie, as a queen, you should be dignified and demure."

Then he pulled back the long sword from the flesh and blood, pushed the corpse away with his feet, and said with a sneer, "I'm not Shen Yanzhou, I'm so stupid, I'm raising tigers as trouble. If I don't kill him right now, just keep him and wait for him to come back?"

His indifferent narrow eyes swept over, and suddenly he rubbed his chin playfully and smiled: "It seems that I don't need to do it, uncle is... is going to die of a serious illness."

Shen Yanzhou covered his chest, coughed violently, and spewed out a big mouthful of blood, his chin seemed to be covered with vermilion lacquer, the blood dripped down, staining half of the icy incense burner red.

But he put one hand on the incense burner, looked at Shen Zhao and smiled, his voice was extremely hoarse, but full of joy.

"Zhao'er," he said with a smile, "Uncle, thank you for reminding me."

Shen Zhao's face darkened, he couldn't figure out Shen Yanzhou's intentions, so he didn't speak.

Shen Yanzhou continued: "What you said before is reasonable. If you really love someone, you want to love him, you want to take him, you want to take him, how can you bear it?"

He let out a long sigh, "I'm so stupid... For 50 years, I actually recognized the wrong person. Yuanyuan, don't blame me."

Who is Yuanyuan?

Shen Zhaowai was about to question, but suddenly saw bright lights all over Shen Yanzhou, which was so dazzling that the eyes of the onlookers were painful.

After the light dissipated, he looked back again, only to see a black robe on the ground, but the person was gone.

Then someone screamed in horror: "Monster...monster!"

There was a mess all of a sudden.