Picturesque smoke

After leaving Minghua, I didn't go anywhere.I didn't go to the frontier of the desert where Guyan went straight, nor did I go to the deep mountains and old forests far away from the world, but went back to Yingcheng.And I live in a secluded and simple courtyard not far from my home in Yingcheng.Here, I can just see the peach tree at home.And whenever the peach blossoms are in full bloom, I will bring a pot of wine.Sitting on the beams of my father's house, enjoying the scenery while enjoying the pleasure of drinking.Occasionally, under the peach blossoms, my father and mother are playing in the yard with their cousin's son, Si'er. My mother dotes on him just like she doted on me back then.But that child is not me after all, and there is no way to heal the pain in the hearts of the two elders.

"The peach blossoms are blooming so profusely again this year, did Yuan'er come back to visit us?" In the dead of night, my mother would watch the flourishing but heart-wrenching peach tree quietly in the courtyard from time to time.Her slightly curved body is the waste and oldness that cannot withstand the ravages of time.Under the moonlight, it was clearly visible how her crystal tears slipped down, and how they landed silently.

Wiping two tears at the same time, my father said, "Don't mention that naughty son, tomorrow I will find someone to cut down this peach tree!".Often my mother would say: "If you dare to cut down this tree, I will fight you for the rest of my life!"And I stood on the beam and watched that scene, I really wanted to go down and tell them, Yuan'er is here, here!

"Drinking again?" I came back from my father's house, and Feng Ziran was sitting at the table drinking tea alone.He was rescued unintentionally during a massacre by chance when I had just left Minghua.At that time, I was rushing to Yingcheng, and when passing through the mountains, I saw a group of people besieging him.I wanted to stand on the sidelines, but those people seemed to silence everyone who saw it, and it was imperative to kill me.Mo Kehe, that was not the time when I wanted to die, so I killed them, not one left.Therefore, Feng Ziran was saved by such an unintentional method.After saving him, we parted ways, but he actually came to Yingcheng as well.So it didn't take long for me to meet again.He is grateful for the kindness of saving my life that I didn't take to heart, so he often comes to me.And always when I am alone in the middle of the night, or drink a glass with me, or I listen to him talk, or he simply stays silent with me.After coming and going, I became familiar with it.

Later I found out that Feng Ziran is a member of the martial arts, and he often does some murder business.He often said: "As long as I have money, I dare to kill even the emperor!" Then he asked me, do you want to do this business with him?I didn't agree at the beginning, but later I thought about how much this is a job, at least it won't make me feel ashamed.In fact, I have to admit that I, who didn't want to die yet, can bow down in front of a penny.I also thought about how much silver taels I could make, as long as it could support me until I wanted to die.And when accepting a sale, if it is when I am willing, even if I don't want a penny, I will leave without saying a word.And when I don't want to, even if you give me all the money in the world, I won't be able to shake it.

"Look at this, it's a deposit, and when it's done, it'll be ten times the price!" Feng Ziran took out a 100 million tael silver ticket from his pocket and patted it in front of me.This is much more money than we used to have, which used to be up to 10 taels.Presumably the person this time is not only a relative of the emperor, but also a high-ranking official.And without realizing it, I thought of Ming Hua.And it turns out that my hunch was right.

In fact, I didn't want to accept this order, but for some reason, I, who didn't want to accept the order and could not be shaken, unexpectedly followed Feng Ziran away.It may be that the person Nianzai wants to kill is outside Yingcheng, or it may be that Nianzai has not exercised his muscles and bones for a long time and wants to do some exercise.When I woke up in a daze, I was already in the midst of killing waves with Feng Ziran.

A bright sword cut off a few strands of my hair, and almost killed me.Fortunately, Feng Ziran dragged me, although he covered his face, he could still see his frowning: "Brother, why are you absent-minded?" He swung his body and killed one person: "Don't say brother, I didn't remind you!" If you lose your life, all the money will be mine!"

I smiled and said nothing, and pierced the heart of the person behind him with a sword.To be honest, I don't dislike Feng Ziran, not only do I not dislike him, but I even admire him.Appreciating him is pleasant and contented no matter when and where.With him, I don't have the pressure of the past and the future, and I don't have the disgusting words of being asked about the root cause.And I was already comfortable and indifferent, but I was even more comfortable infected by him.

The sunset is on the west mountain, and the dusk is getting late.The blood-red cloud was finally swallowed up by the night.And Feng Ziran and I were ultimately defeated because we were outnumbered.I was not seriously injured, but Feng Ziran was killed by several knives.Before dying, he still smiled leisurely: "Ahem, this is great, it's cheap for you boy. The money is all yours! I thought about finishing this business and asking for a wife to live a better life." That!" After saying that, he left with a smile on his face.

Walking up to him, I wiped away the thick blood from the corner of his mouth with the corner of my wood-gray clothes, and adjusted his makeup.There is no other reason for doing this, just because he is a man in my eyes, a man who is not afraid of life and death, so he should die cleanly.Then he stood up and raised his sword to kill the person in the sedan chair.Not for silver, nor for that illusory so-called friendship.Think of it as closing your eyes for Feng Ziran.But when I stood up from the ground and slashed three times and five times to the front of the sedan chair, a familiar yet unfamiliar sound of "Hong Yuan" came from inside, which made my heart break.In the middle of an inch, I stopped my pace, and I also stopped killing.Seeing that pair of hands that have touched me countless times on the bed in the dark night lift up the curtain, revealing the dark blue body, even the dark night is scorching, making me unwilling to open my eyes.I finally closed my eyes and caught it with nothing.Then he was taken back to the capital as a matter of course, put in a big prison, and tortured to extract a confession.

The interrogator was either someone else, or Situ Yang who looked at me badly day and night.Tear open the skirt of my shirt, and the desire for the hot iron in his hand made me proud and afraid.But I didn't pay attention to all that at all, I just stared fixedly at the graceful and luxurious Minghua sitting upright, and he was also looking at me.I think he is the same as me, thinking about the beauty when we first met more than ten years ago.And that is just a memory after all, because everything can't go back.I can't go back to when I was ten years old and Ming Hua was 15 years old.

The soldering iron finally sticks to my skin, making a hissing melody.I remember that Minghua once praised my skin and said: "Hong Yuan, how can your body be so beautiful?" Now, the skin that he talked about at the beginning is covered with scars in the past ten years. All for him.I thought about it and found it ironic.So I laughed, I laughed while still being burned by the soldering iron.Laugh sarcastically, laugh sadly.

"You are so disrespectful to the emperor here?" Situ Yang seemed to be good at the skill of yang and yin.Another soldering iron on me.He asked again: "I didn't expect you to fake your death four years ago? Who saved you? Who wants you to assassinate the emperor now? If you confess truthfully, and remember the old love, the emperor will definitely keep your whole body!" His interrogation I couldn't laugh or cry even more, I looked at Minghua and said: "Although I don't know who asked me to kill, I know who saved me!" After hearing this, Situ Yang, who was eager for quick success, couldn't wait to ask me to confess.I ignored him and said to Minghua: "Does the emperor really want me to tell the truth?" Minghua clearly understood the meaning of the words.Because I understood, Ming Hua stopped interrogating me before Situ Yang jumped over the wall in a hurry.And when he left, I laughed wildly behind my back.In the samsara of the causal cycle of laughter, which one of us is stupid, who is stupid, and who is crazy? !

I want to say that I am a mortal after all. Although I have thousands of years of memory, I am also an ordinary person.So after being hit by Situ Yang's iron a few times and hunger and thirst made me faint, it wasn't until the faint light of dawn came into my eyes that I felt vaguely awake.In the haze, I saw a shadowy figure standing in front of me with an iron rod in his hand.Although I couldn't see his face clearly, I could clearly see the dark blue shirt.Then I saw him raise the iron rod high and smash it down hard.

"Minghua, don't!" I wanted to stop him, but he didn't listen to my words and my entreaties at all.In the silence, I clearly heard the sound of bones breaking.I suddenly remembered that when he exiled me, he said he would keep me by his side even if he broke my leg when he met me.Surprised, it turned out that what he said was true.

Four years ago, the 23-year-old Du Hongyuan died, and there was an extra Young Master You in the world.And when Mr. You was 27 years old, Du Hongyuan, who had once made a sensation for a while, came back to life.But life is worse than death!Just because, a pair of legs were broken.I think that among my thousands of reincarnations, I haven't had a broken leg in any life.So I successfully hated Minghua, not a little superficial hatred.But outright hate.

When I woke up, I was already lying in Minghua's Yaoqing Palace.Nothing in it had changed, the bed was the same bed, the desk was the same desk.But things are not the same as they were in the past, and the fantasy is more than a dream.

"Hongyuan...Hongyuan..." Minghua hugged me and cried bitterly, but the tears really couldn't move me.I just looked at his face quietly, obviously looking at him like that, but it seemed that I could never put him in my eyes again.I have to sadly admit that now he is just him, and I am just me.

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