Your Majesty, please do not

The sky gradually darkened, and in the vast wilderness, a group of businessmen pulled their trucks and walked forward on the flying sand.

The leader of the caravan, Li Chun, turned his head to look at everyone, and said loudly: "If you walk faster, you can go to Pingliang Mansion to rest tonight, or you will have to sit on the ground!"

Li Chun felt that he was also unlucky. Since he joined Xiguan Commercial Bank, it was the first time to transport goods to Chaduo. When he returned from the journey, he didn’t know that Daping had already started a war with Chaduo. He only realized when he entered Yongzhou and saw the deserted places and corpses everywhere. come over.

Fortunately, there were not many people in the caravan, and they were hiding in Tibet, so no one stopped them on the way.

Seeing the gate of Pingliang Mansion from a distance, a group of people quickened their pace.However, when they rushed to the gate of the city panting, they found that the gate was closed and there was no one around.

Turning around to look at the situation near the city, Li Chun probably understood.With so many corpses, they must have just experienced a fierce battle, so they dare not open the door at night.

Li Chun turned around in frustration, and was about to leave, but suddenly found something moving among the pile of corpses on the ground.

She rubbed her eyes and looked again, only to see a silhouette struggling to get up, with long and messy hair hanging loose and curled with the breeze.

She has never believed in ghosts and gods, so she boldly took two steps forward and shouted pretending to be disdainful: "Who is it?"

The man tried to stand up, but couldn't stand up after several attempts, so he could only kneel down on the ground, "Who are you?"

The voice was gentle and gentle, but a little weak.

Before Li Chun could speak again, someone next to him shouted: "We are a caravan from Yongzhou, are you from Daping or from Chaduo?"

A few people nearby glanced at him, this question is really not level.

The man didn't answer, but said: "Caravan...I'm injured, can you help me?"

Li Chun suddenly felt that this voice was very familiar.She casually pulled the guards around her, and walked towards that neither human nor ghost thing together.

As he got closer, he gradually saw his face clearly. Although it was very dirty, the demeanor between his eyebrows and eyes was unique.Li Chun was shocked: "You, you are...Brother Chen?"

Chen Zhi raised his head, looked at her for a long time, then nodded slowly, and said with a smile: "It's you."

His smile was originally gentle, but because of the blood on his face, it looked a little scary at this moment.

Recognizing the old man, Li Chun was both pleasantly surprised and worried, and quickly asked, "Where did you get hurt? Are you okay?"

One of the statements held a blood-stained hair band with one hand, and pointed at his body with the other hand, "I was scratched by a knife in front of my body, and I can bear it, but it is better to heal as soon as possible."

Li Chun nodded, called the person next to him to help him up and carried him into the back of an empty car.

The Pingliang Mansion is inaccessible, they plan to find a place near the water and sleep on the ground.

Li Chun went to the side of the statement to talk to him, and took the initiative to tell him: "When the Xiguan caravan came to the guild hall in the capital, I joined them. I have done a good job recently, and I have also become a small leader."

"Very good." Chen Zhi raised his hands and straightened his hair, smiling reluctantly.

"What about you? Brother Chen is an official in the capital, why did he go to the battlefield?"

"I came here to do something, and I accidentally left."

When the machete was cut across his body, the severe pain made him feel that he was really going to die.But after lying on the ground for a long time, his consciousness was still awake.He lowered his head to look, but only scratched the flesh, but did not stab the internal organs, and the blood flow quickly stopped by himself.

He tried to move his body, but the wound would hurt when he was involved, and he couldn't stand up at all, let alone walk.

He had no choice but to lie on the spot.Lying down from noon to night, I finally heard people coming nearby, so I tried my best to make them pay attention to me.

Li Chun said with concern: "Be patient tonight, and tomorrow morning we will go to Pingliang City to find a doctor, and talk to your chief by the way."

"Needless to say. I don't want to go back to be an official. Better not let them see me."

"Ah? Why?"

The statement did not answer him.This is also good, let others think that they died on the battlefield, so they don't have to find a way to disappear.

Xia Ling hurriedly pushed open the door, and rushed all the way to the innermost part of the room. Sure enough, she saw Chen Zhi lying on the bed with his eyes squinted.

"Mr. Chen! How are you? They said you were hacked, is it true?"

Seeing the anxiety on her face, Chen Zhi pursed his lips and said with a smile: "It's okay, the doctor has come to see her, and the medicine has been given."

Li Chun on the side added: "The doctor said that he will be raised for two or three months, so I'm afraid he will have to stay here for a while."

"No problem," Xia Ling smiled brightly, "Mr. Chen, you can stay at my house, and I will support you! Do you want to send a letter to someone? I'll tell it for you."

Yi Gui'an, who was following behind, also said: "I can go to the government of Yongzhou and tell them that you are recuperating here, and let them report to the capital."

Chen Zhi shook his head lightly, "No need. My parents know that I will go back later, so they think it will be fine. I don't want to be an official anymore, so let them think I died on the battlefield."

Hearing this, Xia Ling said smoothly: "What about Brother Lin? You have to tell him, isn't he worried about you?"

"Who is Brother Lin?" Li Chun asked.

"Brother Lin... You don't recognize him, but he is a very close friend of Mr. Chen."

"Don't mention him."

Xia Ling was very surprised, "Why didn't you mention him? What's wrong with you..."

One of the statements did not want to discuss the matter with her at all.If I had known this, I shouldn't have told too many people at that time, and I had to explain everything at this time, repeatedly digging out the pain that I had finally buried.

He had no choice but to change the subject: "Ling Dang, how was your case last time? The government didn't make things difficult for you, did it?"

He was just asking casually, but Xia Ling said cheerfully: "We'll be fine if we pay some money. But that Li Zhuan, he gave money to those adults, but he didn't kill us, so he went to the government to make trouble, I've been arrested! Also, my school has opened, and I found a teacher from Yongzhou who failed the ranking last year, and now I'm teaching children!"

Hearing what she said, Chen Zhizhi suddenly asked Yi Gui'an: "How is the battle in Yongzhou?"

Yi Gui'an replied: "All the prefectures and counties in Yongzhou have been recovered, and now they are preparing to fight in Chaduo."

Statement Zhi nodded with a smile, very good, everyone is very good.

In the first month at Xiguan Commercial Bank, Chen Zhi couldn't get out of bed.He originally wanted to lie down and read a book, but his mind was very messed up, and he was annoyed when he saw the words, and finally he turned into lying down.

During this period, he was very calm and didn't have too many emotions.When he was slashed, he really thought he was going to die, and he thought a lot for a moment.After experiencing life and death, some things that were thought to be bigger than the sky become insignificant.

Since he left Pingliang Mansion and never came back, they probably thought he was dead.Died, or disappeared, or disappeared for some other reason, it doesn't matter, it's just an excuse.That's all for now.

I didn't bring out my own things, only a hair tie in my hand.No matter, it’s better to have less, but it’s just some rebellious memories when you were young and frivolous, leaving a clue, and occasionally bringing out two past events, it won’t overwhelm people.

He began to think seriously about how to spend the next few decades.I can't go back to be an official, but most of the things I have learned in the past 20 years can only be used as an official.Otherwise, do you want to be a teacher, a scholar, or a gentleman in white?

It sounds like any of them could, leading to a new kind of life, leaving the past behind.

In the second month, he was able to go to the field for two or three hours a day, and felt that his mind was clearer, so he continued to teach Xia Ling to read when she was free.

In the third month, there was still some pain, but he was able to walk freely.He felt that he couldn't drag on any longer, and if he didn't go back, his parents might really think that he died in Yongzhou.

So he bid farewell to the people in the Xiguan Commercial Firm, made a list of books for Xia Ling to read, promised to send them gifts when he arrived in the capital, and brazenly asked them to ask for a car and set foot on the way back to Beijing.

From Yongzhou to the capital, you have to pass through Jinzhou along the way.During the few days at the border between Jinzhou and the capital, it rained continuously and the carriage couldn't move, so Chen Zhi and the coachman had to find a nearby hotel for a rest.

Sitting by the window, the harsh sound of rain disturbed his long-term memory, forcing him to recall several similar rains he had seen in the capital, and the sweetness and sourness hidden between the raindrops.

Just when he was so sad that he was about to cry, he heard a few low sobs from the next room.He laughed at himself, he didn't expect someone to cry for him when he fell here.

With this smile, he remembered that his stomach was empty and he hadn't eaten since this morning.So he went to the counter downstairs and asked someone to cook for him.

The waiter asked: "What would you like to eat? Our signature dish is..."

Hearing the names of the dishes, he felt that he had no appetite for no reason. He stood there for a long time, rehearsing all the food he thought of, and came up with a sentence from nowhere: "Do you have bean curd here?"

"The guest officer came by coincidence. Do you want a bowl of the beans just soaked this morning? Sweet or salty?"

"A bowl of sweets."

After ordering, he went back to his room to wait.At this time, I heard the sobs from the next door getting louder and turning into wailing.He couldn't hear the human voice clearly, but the sadness in it rushed to his face, hitting his mind hard.

This kind of emotion seemed familiar to him. A few months ago, he was also sad like this, but he would not make such a big noise, and would only cry silently in his heart.

But now, he has passed that stage.Because the same thing produces similar emotions, over time, the full grief will gradually fade away, not disappear, but buried deeply in the bottom of my heart.

Thinking of this, he somehow got the impulse to try to comfort the person next door.So he sharpened his pen and picked it up at his fingertips. Even for such a casual article, he still quoted classics and magnificent rhetoric.

When the man came up to deliver the bean curd, he asked him to hand over the written letter.

The taste in the bowl was very strange, it was the same sweet bean curd, different people made it differently, this bowl couldn't be compared with the ones I made in the imperial dining room.

The author has something to say: Xia Ling: When did you two break up?Why did you split up?How did you split up?Are you still friends after breaking up?

Statement: Shut up.

Yi Gui'an: Brother Lin she's talking about is that crazy guy who chased us to Chaduo last time?

Statement: Don't call him that.

Yi Gui'an:? ?Didn't we break up?