half life slave

Time flies, and the little girl in the painting hall has vaguely grown into a slim young girl.

It has been 20 years since Tianshou, and Xianyun is almost nine years old. The two years seem to flow smoothly in a few copybooks, a few scrolls of paintings, and a few collections of poetry.

Perhaps because there is no other concern in his heart except Shen Hui, Rong Yu does not age so fast, occasionally looking at himself in the mirror, he still vaguely looks like ten years ago.It's just that he knows in his heart that his body is no longer what it used to be.The leg disease that always occurs during the rainy season has become more serious in recent years. Sometimes, after sitting for a long time on a sunny day, when I stand up again, my legs hurt so much that it is almost difficult to stand. It takes a long time to take a deep breath before I can barely take a step. And he has gradually changed from thin before to thin now.

This autumn, under the torment of stubborn pain, Rong and his whole body were almost paralyzed, unable to close his eyes for several days, and what made him even more anxious was that Shen Hui hadn't replied to his letter for a long time. .

In the end, Wang Yue brought him the news about Shen Hui, even though he came to say goodbye to Rong Yu that day.

There was no joy on Wang Yue's face, and he said bluntly, "I just received the decree today, transfer me to Guangxi, and I will be promoted to General of Dingguo, and I will set off in three days."

Although he knew that he would not stay in Nanjing forever, but he did not expect the transfer order to come so quickly and to go to such a remote place. Rong Yu couldn't help but wonder, "Guangxi has experienced frequent small wars in recent years, but there is no possibility of a major war." , Why did the emperor send you there, I always thought it would be Shanxi, or send you back to Liaodong."

Wang Yue smiled wryly, "I also thought... this was not the emperor's intention, but was assigned by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Now he is the Crown Prince of Jianguo, and all recent orders and edicts were issued by him."

His heart skipped a beat, the emperor hadn't left the prison, and if the saint was safe, there was no need for the crown prince to oversee the country, could it be...Rong Yu heard his voice trembling, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with him?"

"Rong Yu, don't panic." Wang Yue grabbed him with one hand and comforted him, "It's fine for the time being. It's just that I caught a cold a while ago and fell ill for a few days. Because the imperial court was too long, the prince was ordered to supervise the country. I just came back from the yamen of the Ministry, and I heard their discussions, it seems that the past few days have been much better. Don't worry, the emperor is still in his prime."

Nodding blankly, he pondered, so is this why Shen Hui couldn't reply him?There was a tingling pain in my heart again, and that sharp pain far surpassed the dense pain in my knees at this moment.

He stabilized his mind, looked at Wang Yue in front of him, and felt sad again.

The old man said farewell, separated by mountains and rivers several times, and had to face parting again. He asked, "Sister-in-law and Xianyun, will they all go together? The mountains are high and the rivers are far away, and you may not be used to the customs there, so you must cherish it..."

Even if there are thousands of words, they will all be empty at this moment, and in the end it is just a word of treasure.

Wang Yue nodded in agreement, held his hand and sighed softly, "Time always flies by so fast. Yesterday Xianyun also said that she would save some charcoal this winter and leave it to you so that you can enjoy the fire when it rains in spring." ...Rong Yu, I hope you will go back earlier and suffer less physical and mental torture. You see that you have become too thin these days. But if you really go back, it will be even more torture. Forget it, let’s not mention it. It's fate...it's a pity that you are such a person."

He sighed for a while, and the pitiful person was speechless. After a while, he cheered up and said, "It is you who should be cherished! When I return to Beijing to report on my work, I pass by here and come to see you. At that time, I can't be as haggard as I am now." .It would be even better if we could meet again in Beijing, and have a good drink at that time. Look at your current appearance, I am not willing to give you a drink." He patted Rong Yu on the shoulder, and smiled again Said, "We have a long time to come, I believe in that saying, good people will always be rewarded. Wait for me, when we see you again, we must come to him for ten cups without getting drunk, how about it?"

Rong Yu swallowed the words on his lips, smiled sincerely at him, and nodded solemnly.Ten cups of wine are not drunk, and the feelings are long on purpose. This is the trust and affection of 20 years.However, the future is unknown, and it finally made each other's fate meet the sentence-tomorrow is separated by mountains, and the world is boundless.

After Wang Yue left, the bleak autumn mood made Rong Yu more and more depressed. He still couldn't let go of Shen Hui, so he decided to go to the Yumajian. Maybe someone who came back from Beijing recently could bring it to him. Shen Hui's news.

Fang Yu hired a coachman to accompany him. In recent years, due to leg problems, he has been unable to ride a horse, and he seldom goes out. Stepping out of that square inch of the world, seeing the ordinary fireworks in the world of mortals, makes people feel like a world away.

It just so happened that there were ministers who had just been transferred from the palace to Nanjing, chatting in twos and threes in the Imperial Horse Prison.Seeing him coming in, many people in the room were taken aback for a moment, and then their expressions changed, and Rong Yu immediately felt that the topic they were chatting just now must have something to do with the emperor.

Soon, some good people came up to chat with him, and then pretended to be gossiping, saying that the palace had been busy with the emperor's body for more than half a year, and that he didn't get better intermittently after the cold, and I heard that he refused. The imperial doctor asked the doctor, and only let the Taoist priest named Xuanfang wait in the inner room. He took the elixir when it was good and sometimes not, but he just believed in the Taoist's words. Recently, he felt that there were too many people in the palace. Yuan Xinggong naturally took Xuanfang with him...

Rong He didn't care about them talking, while spying on his expression, he didn't want to and couldn't hide it anymore, knowing that his face was as white as paper and crumbling, but the thoughts in his heart became stronger and clearer, he wanted to go back, he wanted to see him as soon as possible Shen Hui...

However, there is no edict, and the ministers in other towns are not allowed to leave the guard without permission, let alone enter Beijing at will, unless they are assigned by Shangfeng to run errands.

Rong Yu then went to look for the palm seal of the Yuma Supervisor, and the other party looked at him with a very embarrassed expression, "It's not that I won't let you go back, but your situation is different. I let you live in Nanjing and have nothing to do, and there is no reason to go back and report on your work." .Rong Yu, as far as I am concerned, forget it, now that His Highness the Crown Prince is in power in Beijing, you will go back rashly... Your Highness will definitely not be happy."

Having said all that, he can no longer cause trouble for others.Uneasy all the way, Fang Yu finally couldn't bear the idea of ​​losing her mind. She supported him and said clearly, "Just write a note to the prince and ask to return to Beijing for medical treatment. I don't believe he can reject it."

Rong Yu turned to her blankly, she sighed again, shook her head and said, "If you don't try, how will you know if it will work?"

One word awakens the dreamer!It's all come to this point, is it still afraid that Shen Yu will take the opportunity to rectify himself? He thanked Fang Yu, and suddenly, as if he had gained strength, he walked quickly towards the painting hall, and her voice faintly came from behind, " If it doesn't work, you should give up..."

Picking up the pen was done overnight, he quickly sealed the memorial and asked Fang Yu to send it out.

After that, he counted the days and waited. He gradually realized that the daytime was too long, so he went to the gate almost every hour to see if the middle official who delivered the decree came on a flying horse, or if someone came to deliver the report to the mansion. Ambassador, at least there should be a few words about the emperor's holy bow.

The galloping hooves of the green-maned horse hit the heart every time, breaking people's minds and souls.It's a pity that after looking forward to seeing through, he returned in disappointment. Reality reminded him time and time again that those high-pitched and hasty horse neighs were just the youths of Wuling in Nanjing city releasing their own youth while galloping, and had nothing to do with him .

The 20 years of Tianshou ended in Rong Yu's waiting.In January, the city of Nanjing is full of joy, even if you stay at home, you can still feel the excitement of thousands of fireworks.

During the first month, the Twelfth Prison has always had its own banquet to celebrate the New Year. In previous years, he had never been there. This year, under Fang Yu's persuasion, he finally changed into the new clothes she specially made and went to the Yuma Prison's New Year's banquet.

In fact, it was just because of the old clothes, which made him look a little too loose.

Naturally, the banquet is to push the cups and change the cups, and it is noisy.In addition to someone getting up at the beginning and saying auspicious words such as wishing the emperor a thousand years, Taizi Qiansui, etc., there was a wave of drinking orders.

It's windy outside, and there should be snow tonight.Now Rong Yu doesn't need to look at the clouds to know the weather, he only needs to feel the pain in his leg to predict the wind and rain tomorrow.

Someone began to talk about the recent Jingzhong Xinwen, saying that the most proud minister in the imperial city is Sun Chuanxi, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will soon hand over the position of Supervisor of Ceremonies, which has been vacant for several years, to him.

Then some people began to sneak a look at Rong Yu's face, and some people stared at him majesticly.It's a pity that this rightful lord has no expression on his face, and just hangs his head and drinks the wine in the glass.

Someone else asked if the emperor returned to the palace from Xiyuan, and those who knew it began to tell that since he moved into Xiyuan, all the courtiers including the cabinet ministers have disappeared, and they only focus on the Taoist elixir, and they don't know how much it can be. Spirit...Some people also mentioned that the reason why the emperor suddenly became obsessed with Taoism was because he wanted to summon the soul of the abandoned empress. All these years, he suddenly felt sorry for the abandoned empress, and felt regretful. Reunion, there is no grudge between each other anymore... Some people say that everyone who has seen the Taoist priest is unanimous, he looks quite seductive, especially a pair of beautiful eyes, it does not look like a man's eyes... and then continue If he said that, everyone kept secret, smiled secretly and dared not say more.

Rong Yu felt drowsy, as if something heavy fell on his neck, he felt a splitting headache, presumably because he drank too much alcohol, and seeing that it was getting late, he should go back.

The two legs seemed to be frozen again, with no strength at all.He propped himself up on the table and got up slowly, tried his best to smile at everyone, said a happy new year, then turned around and walked towards the door with difficulty.

There was a gust of wind blowing at the gate, and with a bang, the door was forced open, Rong You subconsciously looked at it, a man in the uniform of a young prison was holding the door with one hand, and stroking his chest with the other, panting heavily, but in the winter It was sweating from running.

Everyone guessed that this was a colleague who came late, because the atmosphere at the end of the year was festive, and Zhang Yin and others were too lazy to pursue his reckless behavior. After a moment of silence, the hall became noisy again.

Rong Yu took another step towards the door, another gust of north wind blew by, and he couldn't help shivering.Looking up to the door, I saw the young prisoner standing upright, looking around, and suddenly pulled out all his strength and shouted to the joyful crowd in the hall, the emperor is dead...

The wind seemed to come in from all directions, and there was a buzzing roar in my ears, I couldn't tell if it was the sound of people or the wind, it shook my face and staggered two steps.

He stared at the person standing at the door, suppressing the restless fluid in his chest, listening to his own voice being torn apart by the wind, "What did you just say?"

The man looked him up in amazement, and after scanning the crowd, he spoke again, full of sorrow but clearly, "News from Beijing, Lord Long Live passed away in Chengming Palace in Xiyuan last night."

Rong Yu looked at him, repeating his words in his mind, and finally his thoughts fell on the word Chengming Palace. It turned out that Shen Hui chose to die there, left him, and didn't give him a chance to visit him again.

The liquid that was about to rush out was really uncontrollable, and a strong fishy sweetness gushed out of his throat immediately. He opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, and he saw scarlet spots falling on the front of his clothes.

That was the last picture he saw before he passed out.