Immediately after the death of the master

Looking for him, taking care of him non-stop, during the most difficult time of that war, the master lay on the bed with a pale face, grabbed my hand tightly, and said to me.

"From now on, you can't leave me."

I still remember that the master's eyes are extremely black, and in that blackness is a real hell with no sky, full of despair and hatred, and those who choose to walk on that road will surely fall into a hell where they cannot be reborn.

He knew exactly what his future was, but he still told me not to leave him.

What a lunatic.

What about me at that time, how did I answer it?

In the silent and dark night, I knelt beside his bed, without letting go of our clasped hands, and promised:

"Yes."

"Little one - obey."

Thinking about it now, I must have been kicked in the head by a donkey back then for agreeing to that kind of request.

And who told me not to leave him at that time, but now, in order to please the emperor, he just sent me to the execution ground.

On the last side, I actually went to find him by myself to warm his feet?

No wonder the master's concubine Ji Qingshuang called him either a heartbreaker or a jerk.

What Miss Ji said is reasonable, reasonable.

19,

The special envoy had been waiting for me for a long time, and when he saw that I was looking for him, he immediately urged me to go on my way.

When I walked out of the barracks where I stayed here for seven years with him, the barracks was still as noisy as usual, and there were soldiers greeting me on the road. At this time, I would have the illusion that I was just sent out to fight An innocuous little battle, will be back soon.

But an illusion is an illusion. After this farewell, there will be no day of seeing each other again.

In a dreamlike trance, I vaguely heard the little brat shouting:

"Who wants your things, come back alive!"

I thought it was an auditory hallucination, but I forgot about it when I turned around.

I didn't even know when I got into the carriage. When I wanted to come and lift the curtain of the carriage to look back, we had already left the border town, and the barracks had long since disappeared.

"Can you stop the car for a moment, my lord envoy?"

While laughing with the special envoy, he secretly handed him the bank note in his sleeve.

The special envoy collected the bank notes calmly, and ordered the coachman in a low voice:

"parking--"

As we all know, I, General Li Nian'en, Li, like real money the most. The money to bribe the special envoy this time really made my heart ache. .

I jumped out of the carriage, straightened my hair and clothes, found the location of the barracks, and bowed to the end.

When I was drinking one time, I once asked Wei Kexin, why he was so imposing as a senior disciple of Guigu sect, why he couldn't think about it so much and followed me around.

He shrugged and told me.

"A scholar dies for his confidant. I don't want to be a chaperone who accompanies others to drink and sex, or a child molester who is loved by others. I want to be recognized, understood, and used by others."

He offered me a toast and drank it down.

"Just like you, my lord."

Just as I am the one who knows my master best, Wei Kexin is also the one who knows me best.

As he said.

Fu Jin is kind to me.

I am Li Nianen, if I hadn't met Fu Jin, I wouldn't be Li Nianen.

He Fu Jin, if there is no Li Nianen, he is his Eighth Prince.

20,

But Fu Jin.

This kindness, let's go and say goodbye.

I, Li Nian'en, don't owe you anything.

21,

On the way, for the sake of my bank note, the special envoy treated me very well. Food, clothing, housing and transportation were perfect. I expressed my satisfaction. Next time...

Oh, by the way, I don't have a next time, what a pity.

On the road, I was probably worried that I would run away, and my skin had not been torn, but after arriving at their base camp in Kyoto, there was no need to maintain this superficial effort. After finding me a bunch of crimes that I did commit, I turned around Throw me into the dungeon.

Just wait for the old emperor's [-]th birthday to pass, and then kill me.

In the dungeon, I can’t eat or wear clothes, and I’ll be tortured by the criminal law every now and then.

Life is really boring.

As I count the straws during these poor, boring days, I start thinking about how fucked I was...  

Oh no.

It is a magnificent life.

22,

Before I met my master Fu Jin, I had another name——

Li Sanpang.

As the name suggests, the third child of the Li family was born as a fat kid.

It's not that our family can't find a more "elegant" name from a scholar in the village, but at first my parents didn't have any hope that I would survive. After all, I had two older brothers before, and neither of them lived past five years. My parents didn't expect anything from me either.

Although I was lucky enough to grow up safely and smoothly, but because my name is already called Shun Kou, my parents didn't bother to change it.

In this way, the rustic name Li Sanpang has followed me for more than ten years.

During my lackluster childhood, I didn’t have any talent that can be called a genius. Just like all the children in the country, I went to the trees and rivers to collect bird eggs, helped the laborers and went to the fields to do farm work. I lived peacefully and grew up without anyone noticing. .Except for my own occasional daydreams, no one expected anything big from me in the future.

My future can already be seen from the perspective of my parents who have been farming for generations.If there is no major natural or man-made disaster, I will grow up while helping the family with farm work. When I reach a certain age, I will rely on my family’s savings to marry a daughter-in-law in my own village or a neighboring village. One, two or three children inherited the family business and continued his life.

Generation after generation, generations live the life of one generation.

After all, it is a generation.

Very boring.

However, when I was seven or eight years old, I didn't have any disgust for it. After all, if I can continue this boring but peaceful life, it is already a blessing I have cultivated for several lifetimes.

From the stories told by storytellers, from the occasional tragedies I saw in the village, and from the occasional expressions of worry on my parents’ faces, I dimly know that the quiet and peaceful rural life, with occasional trivial matters from parents, is just an appearance. When floods, hunger and droughts come When exploitation and war come, when those natural and man-made disasters that are close at hand come to this village, my seemingly peaceful life will reveal a bloody and cruel core, which is full of pain, unwillingness, remorse, and powerlessness. Yeah that's what I can't afford.

But at that time, like most people in our village, I thought that those things that had not yet happened would not happen to me.

But now, looking back from the perspective of a bystander, I realize that whether it is myself who happens to be at the forefront of the tide, or the villagers who are criticized and swept into the tide, we are either smashed to pieces, or we cannot help ourselves.

I left the village in the early years and was imprisoned. Those who stayed in the village died in the flood a few years later.

What has happened cannot be changed, and what is revealed will eventually come.

Princes, generals and commoners.

No one can escape.

23,

However, I am still different. Destiny loves me very much and knows that I will achieve great things in the future, so I choose to take the lead in sharpening my mind and exercising my body.

When I was seven years old, my honest father was washed away by the flood, leaving no bones left.

The pillars of the family collapsed suddenly. My mother-in-law was a girl, how could she carry a family with seniors and juniors? The seven-year-old me and my 60-something grandfather had to go to the fields. Even so, the family was still in a difficult situation.

In just one year, our family has been reduced from a mid-upper family with more than enough every year to a situation where we can barely make ends meet.Man-made disasters are enough, natural disasters continue, and the drought and locust plagues in the next two years will make the family that is already on the verge of falling worse.

The porridge became thinner and the oil in the dishes became less and less. Under the poor diet, the already frail grandma did not survive the third spring and went away.

There is no money to buy a coffin, no money to buy a shroud, and there is not much sadness in the eyes that are extremely dim because of excessive hunger.Roll it up with a mat and bury it hastily, and the family members don't even have the strength to mourn.

All loyalty and vows are weak in the face of poverty and hunger.

In the fourth year of my father's death and in the second year of my grandma's death, my mother remarried without hesitation, regardless of my grandfather's wishes. She married a teacher whose wife died in the village. My grandfather left home in a fit of anger and never came back. Pass.Since there is a man in the family, although he is just a scholar with no strength, he is a bit serious.Being able to rely on the children in several villages near the professor to write letters and couplets to earn some small money, the embarrassing situation of the family has improved at least.

At the beginning, I don’t know if it was to please my mother, but the teacher who became my stepfather treated me fairly well. He often bought me some toys and snacks, and taught me how to read and write, and do arithmetic and bookkeeping from time to time.

Although I don't say it, I still like my new father very much in my heart.

After all, the new father is gentle and elegant, he is a master of knowledge in the village, and he can answer almost all my unconstrained questions. Through his words, I have a glimpse of a corner of the world, which is beyond my imagination as a child who grew up in a poor mountain village. magnificent and majestic.

Since then, my ambition has faintly changed. I don't want to be confined to this remote corner anymore. I want to leave here to pursue fame and fortune and make contributions.

But I didn't enjoy this kind of good life for many days. After being together for a year, my mother and stepfather gave birth to a pair of children, a boy and a girl.

Everyone is happy except me.

In front of the smiling parents, I looked at the crying babies and felt chills all over my body.

And the fact is, what you don't want, it will come.

After the twins were born, they attracted all the attention of the family.