half life slave

After leaving Xiao Zhengzhong's residence, it was almost Shen time, the winter days were short and the sun hung alone in the sky.Rong Yu thought that what he had to do in Suzhou for this trip was over, and he felt relieved, so he rode his horse slowly and followed behind Shen Hui.

Shen Hui seemed to be very interested, and asked if there were any places worth seeing nearby, Rong Yu thought for a while and replied, "Going further is the Suzhou Weaving Bureau, the second master looks at the entrance of the alley, it says "Eunuch Lane" That's it, there is a Xuanmiao temple in the alley, which is a Taoist temple that existed in the Western Jin Dynasty."

As an emperor, Shen Hui had never had a particular preference for Buddhism and Taoism. He just walked around in his spare time and rode his horse to the front of the temple.

The two entered and walked towards the main hall. Because the Xuanmiao Temple was not far from the Suzhou Weaving Bureau, they could always see a few eunuchs in uniforms along the way.

Looking at their leisurely demeanor, not at all like the servants in the palace, all of them bowed their heads and bowed in humility and respect, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, life in other places is indeed much more comfortable than in Beijing.

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard the two young eunuchs in front chatting as they walked.

"I heard that our boss won the lottery on the first day of his arrival, but he was quite happy and said that Xuanmiaoguan's lottery came true. Do you know what was said in the lottery?"

"You don't understand this. Don't think it's just winning the lottery. The key is to look at what you ask. He, the question is clearly about wealth. I remember two sentences that seem to be good news, and the expert sent Lingtou himself. This is the meaning of good fortune. If you say that in his life, he has been an admiral and weaving at the end. There is no place for him in Jingli. .”

"No wonder he is so happy to see Tian'er. You can see how flattering he is. He was just an idle writer in Nanjing Yumajian before. How did he get this fat job? Why don't we both ask for one and see When will I be able to climb to Supervisor Si Li and use my palm prints to do it."

"Hey, you really dare to think, that person is sent by Lin Qin," the speaker dragged on, but then covered his mouth, looked around, and saw that Shen Hui and Rongyu behind him were only watching the road carefully, Then he continued nonchalantly, "Didn't you hear that Old Wu from the Shenbo Hall came back from Beijing last month and said that now the emperor loves that Lin's palm print so much that all the zhezi have passed his eyes? The Office of the Supervisor of Rituals has moved to the Qianqing Gate, do you know what this means? That is a step down, and you have entered the Qianqing Palace."

"Hey, I said, what are you thinking about in your head?"

As they spoke, Rong Yu could hear the meaning of their words, and he was both annoyed and funny, and it was difficult to express his emotions because of Shen Hui's presence, so he whispered when they walked away, "Two Don't be angry, sir, there are people who talk badly. Turn around and ask someone to find out who's surname is, and then establish a good rule."

Shen Hui snorted, and Youzai Youzai walked to a stone bench, Rong Yu knew that he was going to sit, so he took a handkerchief and wiped it clean.After he sat down, he asked, "Have you heard of such a thing before?" Then he said seriously, "It's time to establish some rules, and now you listen to it yourself, do you feel angry?"

Rong and Fang really had a little bit of qi and blood, and now they have calmed down. After thinking about it, they feel that it is useless to be idle. Being with the leader is bound to be gossiped by others, so he smiled softly, "The little one didn't do much in the first place. , Second Master Meng praised it, it is inevitable that everyone will be dissatisfied, and it is reasonable to criticize it."

"You are generous. If you don't know that you have a good temper, you know." Shen Hui looked at him with a light smile, "It's because you don't care at all, and you don't know what you really care about in this world."

Rong and Wei Wei sneered, he has lived two lifetimes, before the limit of life and death, right and wrong, honor and disgrace can be turned into floating clouds, let alone fame, but there is no way to elaborate on this, so he can only bow his head and remain silent. language.

Shen Hui raised his face slightly, looking at the person with lowered eyes in front of him. The clear and fair skin was illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, covering it with a golden light, making his cheeks soft and crisp, as if they would break if touched.

He is obviously delicate and beautiful, but he has a strong heart, he is not afraid of material arguments, gains and losses are meaningless, he says he doesn't care, but he can hardly refuse to be bowed down by the officials of the Yangzhou government, and he must return the gift.This insistence is not for gaining fame, he is thinking of him—but even so, he still insists on being stubborn, refusing to admit that he cannot let go of him.

Whether it is courting or winning people's hearts, one needs to grasp the other party's weaknesses and understand the other party's desires.But the people in front of him always made him feel powerless, and again and again, he couldn't try what he wanted or what he cared about.

At first I didn't believe it, then I didn't understand it, but now I'm curious, but also have a kind of inexplicable appreciation.He has no distractions and only does what he thinks is right - to repay his kindness, maybe he is really the only person he cares about?

A monarch should be satisfied to have such loyal subordinates.But he still has shortcomings. He always wants to break the other party's too calm appearance, watching him collapse, struggle, hesitate, and at a loss. It seems that only in this way can he feel that he is a vivid, flesh-and-blood person.

Shen Hui thought that he might be in a daze, shook his head and smiled, stood up and said, "Just now those two people said that there is a lottery here, you can go with me to have a look, if you ask, you will know."

Rong and Dao said goodbye, followed him through the main hall, and sure enough, there was a stall for asking for fortune and divination in front of the door.A drowsy fat Taoist priest sat behind the table, and was about to yawn after finally dealing with a mother and daughter, when he saw two more people walking towards him.

Just looking at the clothes, you can tell that it is for the master and servant, but it is rare. The master is handsome and handsome, and the brows are proud and natural. Although the servant looks young, he also has a very handsome appearance, especially his calm and peaceful eyes, like autumn water flowing away. Translucent and gentle.

The Taoist priest who had untied the lottery for a day lifted his expression, and heard the handsome master ask, "Your lottery is very good?"

The Taoist blinked, "This view is the Laojun's practice site, and Sanqing is in charge. Do you think this master is not working?"

Shen Hui smiled, then turned his head and told Rong Yu, "Go get one."

Rong Yu calculated that he would ask for such, whether the lottery is effective or not, he will not personally verify it, it must be applied to himself.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a little cramped for no reason, and he said softly, "Since you believe in healing, why don't you ask for it yourself?"

He couldn't help smiling, and he said again, "I don't have anything to ask for, I've been following you for the rest of my life anyway, as long as your luck is good, the little one will naturally be fine."

Shen Hui frowned, "It's so long-winded, I just want to see if you have the good luck to get promoted and get rich in your life."

He has already reached the head of the eunuch, and if he goes up, there will be no further promotion. Rong Yu heard it funny, but he also knew that it was okay to make a joke, but not too much, so he politely said yes.After taking the lottery container and shaking it a little, he randomly took one out of it and handed it to the Taoist priest who unwrapped the lottery.

The Taoist looked at the signature and then at him, hesitating a bit, "What does the benefactor want to ask?"

Rong Yu hesitated for a moment, he couldn't really ask about getting promoted and getting rich, he has no interest in this, so what is interested, should be whether this life can die well?But in front of Shen Hui, he didn't dare to say it rashly.

Shen Hui said aside, "Just ask Qian Cheng, I, a servant, may end up as an official in the future."

Rong Yu glanced at him helplessly, but saw that the Taoist priest didn't answer for a while, his brows were frowned, and he simply smiled and said, "Let's sign the lottery, why don't the Taoist priest give it to my young master, we just have to see for ourselves."

The Taoist raised his hand and said slowly, "This lot is indeed a lottery, and no matter what you ask, the result will not be very good. You can tell it by yourself."

Rong Yu took the lottery, and looked at the words on it: In March, the remaining flowers flowed by the water, and the wind was so sad that it moved people's hearts. Let's see how the red leaves grow old in spring, and turn to whiteheads in a blink of an eye.

After reading it, he presented it to Shen Hui again.Sure enough, Shen Hui was silent for a moment, his heart suddenly tightened, and he threw the stick back to the Taoist priest, "How do you know that a few vague words are not good? I think it's true if you don't know how to understand them."

"This man can't just lie. People in the world only want to listen to good things. If they smoke good things, they will believe them, and if they are bad, they will comfort themselves and say that it doesn't work. Everyone is like this, so what are you asking God for?" Taoist priest Picking up the sign, he explained according to the text, "It's very clear what you said above. Donor, you have tried your best, but you still can't succeed when you arrive, struggling without hope, so you should obey the saying that people grow and hate water and grow east."

Shen Hui's tense heart just jumped violently again. Although he didn't really believe it, it sounded really unlucky.A little bit afraid and taking it to heart, he subconsciously turned his head to look at him, but saw that he was still looking as usual, as if he had a tacit understanding, and he was also turning his head to look at him, with a smile on his brows and eyes, which became more and more submissive, calm and calm.

The original intention of asking for a lottery was not like this. Let me ask who doesn't like to hear good things. Even if he doesn't care, Shen Hui cares very much, and immediately turned away with a face down.

He fled away, flustered and flustered, threw a piece of silver to the Taoist in a hurry, then looked back, saw that he was far away, hurriedly trotted after him.

"Second Master, why should you take it seriously? It's just a joke." He came up to him and comforted him with a smile.

Before finishing a sentence, Shen Hui suddenly turned his head and stared at him, is life bad?Sure enough, whoever is lucky will come to the palace to be a servant, physically disabled as a slave, helpless, and deformed all his life... He stared for a long time, but he was speechless to refute, and he couldn't say the words hidden in his heart. For example, if you met me, can you still say that your life is bad?

The pair of pupils in front of him were extremely clear, pure without any impurities, looking at them, those conceited and superior rhetoric suddenly became pale and powerless.

Rong Yu pursed his lips, and a gentle smile slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, "But that was in the past, it should be the luckiest thing in this life for the young one to meet the second master, and the young one is also blessed. Xianda, I just want to be by Second Lord's side and serve you wholeheartedly."

As the sun was setting, Shen Hui listened to the lively beating of a heart in his chest, which lost its usual rhythm.Looking up, a crescent moon is rising, just like the crooked eyebrows of a young man at the moment, flowing with clear brilliance.