half life slave

While waiting for Han Yuan to raise the 15 taels of spare time, Rong Yu unexpectedly received the news from Xichang Fanzi that Yan Ji's mother, who had transferred Lianghuai salt, had passed away. Ding You.

Thinking about the entanglements he had in the past, and thinking about Shen Hui's high hopes for him, Rong Yu decided to set off for Yangcheng.Seeing that Wang Yue was fine staying here, Rong Yu asked him if he would like to go with him.He readily agreed, but he didn't forget to express his dissatisfaction with Yan Ji's repeated lack of tolerance and face. After speaking, he even reminded him that with his company this time, he would never let Rong and be humiliated by Yan Ji again.

After hearing this, Rong Yu pursed his lips and smiled, "This is a serious statement. From Yan Ji's standpoint, he is not in the same way as me. It's not insulting me."

Although Wang Yue didn't think so, she just shook her head and sighed secretly, knowing that he has always been calm and would not conflict with others, and there is another advantage that the world doesn't have, that is, he is open-minded.It's just that in that open-mindedness, there is always a little indifference that doesn't take oneself seriously, which is really distressing, and even more unpredictable.

When the two resisted Yan's mansion, it was already 49 days after Yan Ji's mother died, the gate of the mansion was opened, and there was a steady stream of worshippers.Rong Yu and Wang Yue reported their names, and the sound of shouting came into the hall. When the people in the hall heard the name, their expressions were all terrified. Many people couldn't hold back their curiosity, and looked back.

Entering the hall, I saw that the deacons and other things enshrined in front of the spirit are all three-rank cases, and the spirit tablet reads: The spirit of the king's Shuren of Yanmen is granted.

Rong and Nianxiang went up to pay homage to the spirit of Yan Mu. After getting up, he saw Yan Jifu, who was dressed in filial piety, kneeling in front of the spirit to thank him. Come, thank you very much, please go to the inner hall and have some simple tea."

This was the first time he took the initiative to invite, Rong and his jaw bothered, Yan Ji then led the way and led the two of them to the flower hall.

"Please, both of you, the humble house is simple, and the hospitality is not good, please, Haihan." Yan Ji's attitude was both polite and reserved, but he was just about to turn around and leave when he was bringing someone here.

Rong Yu didn't wait for him to leave, he had already blocked the way, "Sir, please stop, Mr. Lin has a few words to say to Mr."

Yan Ji paused, his face suddenly became a bit stern, and he stood there without looking at him, "Master, please tell me, I will listen carefully."

"Ms. Lin's condolences this time is to respect Mr.'s character, and also to convey a few words for the emperor. The emperor hopes that Mr. will not forget to think about the court during the period of time. When the three-year period expires, the emperor will definitely have important responsibilities, and then delegates Mr. Yu."

He is the most capable confidant around Shen Hui, and everyone in the government and the public knows about this matter, and when he said these words, no one would have any doubts.

Yan Ji was indeed very moved, stood in awe to the south for a moment, and said with a long bow, "The emperor's kindness is so great, I dare not take it seriously. I hope my lord will take care of the holy bow, and after the filial piety is completed, I will be loyal to the emperor and serve the court again."

After saying that, he turned to Rong Yu and asked flatly, "Do you have any other orders from the factory owner?"

Rong Yu knew that he didn't want to have anything to do with him, so he shook his head, "It's inconvenient for Lin to disturb me, so I'm leaving."

Raising his eyes to signal Wang Yue, Rong Yu turned and went out, but Yan Ji's voice sounded from behind, as cold and indifferent as the first wind in a cold winter day, "Please don't ask for an official to remonstrate with Ji in the future. I dare not have this relationship with the factory owner. Although Ji is not talented and dare not live in the Qingliu, but he does not want to be cast aside by the people of the world, and he and the eunuchs will be included in the same party. I hope the factory owner will understand and make Ji's reputation complete!"

This kind of truth should have revealed his concerns, Rong Yu couldn't help but sneer, his temper is too straightforward, he must not understand the difficulties of others, and nodded with his back turned to him, silently agreeing to his request.

But after walking a few steps, he suddenly had a thought, and he turned around and stood still, "At this moment, sir, I still feel that Mr. Lin is a powerful eunuch who will do anything to seek personal gain, and he will eventually bring disaster to the court?"

Yan Ji smiled lightly, as if he didn't bother to answer this question, he just lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice for a long time, "What kind of person the factory owner is, is determined by the emperor and officials in this world, and there will be historians to record it in the future , it’s too late.”

With a raised eyebrow and a smile, Rong Yu asked, "Then what if the master comes to write history?"

Yan Ji looked back at him, his tone was alienated and indifferent, "As a servant, you interfered in the government affairs arbitrarily. Apologize, and even interfere in military affairs; you have been on business several times, and officials kowtowed along the way wherever you went. Instead of stopping them, you accepted them calmly; , so that the matter is boiling. With all these things, what does the master of the factory think Ji Ji should evaluate you?"

Such remark is not unexpected, but it also confirms the speculation in Rong He's heart.It turned out that it was nothing more than that, three people became tigers, and spreading false rumors was enough to destroy a person's moral integrity.

It's just that even today, facing the emperor's most important internal officials, Yan Ji still dares to face the accusations directly, which can be regarded as a bit lonely.

But Wang Yue's face was sullen when he heard such words, and he turned his head to accommodate him, but he was still indifferent, as if he was not confused at all.

Rong Yu silently nodded, and bowed his hands to him, "Thank you sir for speaking out."

Stepping out of Yan's house, Rong Yu became more and more silent because of something in his heart, and unknowingly, he began to urge the horse to raise his whip. There was only one obsession in his mind. Should he not avoid political affairs as before, or should he keep his own place and just be a companion, which one is better for Shen Hui?

He didn't know how far he ran, until he felt the whistling wind in his ears, and he turned to the left and right, only then did he realize that he had left everyone far behind.

Tightening the reins to stop the horse, he heard a neighing sound from behind him. Looking back, it was Wang Yue who had caught up and followed him all the way.

"Brother Rongyu," Wang Yue looked at him gently, "the so-called public reputation, pumice stone sinks wood. The evil is restrained, and the straight is the music. You don't understand this truth, why should you care?"

Rong He raised his head and raised his eyes, letting out a long sigh to relieve the depression in his chest. Although Wang Yue might be wrong, he didn't bother to explain, but asked calmly, "Seeing that there are many people who hate me in the court, why does Zhong Wei choose to Will you believe me?"

Wang Yue's eyes were fixed, and it was rare for her eyes to soften, "Believers always believe, and vice versa. So my brother only needs to remember those who believe in you."

Rong Yuben asked casually, but he didn't expect to get such an answer, so he couldn't help feeling hot in his heart, and looked up at him with a smile, "Even if you are spurned by Qingliu, reprimanded by the officials, and classified as eunuchs by the historians, isn't Zhongwei afraid? ?”

Wang Yue laughed loudly, "If I make friends with you, I will be a gangster, so I, Wang Yue, will never be with Qingliu in this life, and I will no longer join any cronies. I am willing to be a confidant of a powerful official and be used by him."

His face was calm, but he was shocked in his heart. After half a day, he felt that it was difficult to express his feelings in words. He could only bow his hands to him immediately to express his gratitude for this friendship.

Wang Yue smiled, reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, and stroked his head like an elder brother, "Let's go, you need a pot of good wine now, get drunk, and forget your unpleasantness. When Ming Dynasty wakes up, he will still be the same frank Honest and clear-eyed Haojilang!"

When everyone returned to the posthouse in the evening, Wang Yue took out two jugs of Fenjiu and put them on the table, "This is the only thing that can relieve your worries. I said earlier that you should practice your drinking capacity, and you should start from today. "

Rong Yu looked at the wine without the slightest timidity, "You must train me to become a drunkard before you give up. It's just a jug, and it's not a big drink. Why don't you search for all the wine in the post house? , we won’t go home until we’re drunk.”

Wang Yue clapped her palms and laughed, "My brother is so arrogant, I can't say it for my brother, so I have to give up my life to accompany the gentleman."

Then he really ordered people to fetch all the wine in the post house, and filled more than 20 jugs.

Rong and Shicai were just joking, and when they saw so much strong alcohol, they couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, but since they had spoken, they had no choice but to pretend to be calm, not to mention that at this moment, there was indeed a surge of pride in their chests.

Rong Yu poured the wine, raised his glass to invite, and served first as a respect.That Fenjiu is naturally sweet, because he drank it violently, it seemed like a wave of heat rolled down from his throat and circulated in the internal organs, but he didn't feel any discomfort at all, on the contrary, he tasted a mellow aroma that he had never experienced before. fragrance.

The sensual pleasure brought by one drink made him raise his glass frequently again. Later, he even felt that the wine glass was too small, so he simply taught Lin Sheng to get a bowl, and used the ceramic bowl that he would never use on weekdays to hold wine. It's a complete mess of pride.

After drinking freely, Er Rongyu drank a pot of Fenjiu after only a while. Seeing this, Wang Yue hurriedly smiled and persuaded him to drink slowly, "It's not that I'm betting on wine, the wine here is enough for you to drink. Thanks to me I have always thought that you are a gentle literati, and you have the talent to be an alcoholic without realizing it."

The word literati flashed through his mind like a dark cloud, and Rong Yu shook his head to dispel it. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "the literati are not lacking in bold drinkers. Mr. Wuliu is addicted to alcohol. The name Zui Ong, the whole story of Zui Ong’s Pavilion is full of alcohol; Su Dongpo asks about the moon’s waxing and waning with wine; Bai Letian is not only good wine, but also good at brewing. It can be seen that the wine is accompanied by good poems and prose, and the mouth is full of lingering fragrance.”

"That's right. It's a good story for Su Zimei to serve wine with Han books. Regardless of Li Taibai, he drank so much that the emperor couldn't get on the boat. He dared to ask Gao Lishi to take off his boots for him."

Wang Yue was talking eloquently, but suddenly stopped at this point, with a slight apology on his face, but he didn't say anything clearly.

Rong Yu filled the two bowls, lifted them up and threw them all on his back, and smiled at him, "If Zhongwei treats me as a brother, he doesn't have to be so careful with his words. I don't need to be shy as an eunuch. If even myself I can’t face it, so what’s the difference between that and someone who looks down on me? No matter what my identity is, whether my body is disabled or not, I was the same person before and now.”

Wang Yue's expression was startled, and he gave him an encouraging smile for a while, and then drank all the wine in the bowl.

At the end of the night, the two of them didn't drink all the Fenjiu, only about half of it.But the chatterbox opened up, straight from the seven sages of the bamboo forest who are good at drinking to the style of Wei and Jin, and then to Li Bai's knight-errant complex, the final conclusion is just one sentence, all the drinkers in ancient times are lonely.

Naturally, they fulfilled their promise not to get drunk or return, and ushered in an expected drunkenness.

When Rong Yu woke up the next morning, he did not have the splitting headache he imagined, as if all the strong alcohol yesterday had been digested by his body.Lying on the bed and thinking about it, he couldn't help laughing to himself, it turned out that he also had the potential to be an alcoholic.

Seeing that Lin Sheng hadn't gotten up yet, he fetched water to wash himself, changed into clothes that were not stained with alcohol, walked out of the post house, and took a casual walk to breathe some fresh air.

It was early autumn at this time, and the autumn atmosphere in the frontier was even more intense. The night was full of frost and sleet dew. He was already slightly chilled with only his jacket on.

Walking aimlessly, the man in the deep palace came to mind again.At this time, a ray of sunlight fell through the top of the mountain, and being in it immediately added a little warmth.

Looking at the rising sun and the radiance that was about to fully rise, he suddenly remembered that at dusk, he once stood in the Forbidden City, under the setting sun, silently facing his own shadow, watching the old man go away.

That was the last time he saw Gao Qian.In an instant, he remembered the question Gao Qian had asked him that day: If he was met with envy and criticism, and even impeached by the judge one day, how would he respond?

The answer at that time was just to see if Shen Hui believed him. Today, there is no doubt about this.Thinking about it again at this time, only two sentences came to mind over and over again, but it was, no argument to stop slander, no dispute to stop complaints.

A gust of autumn wind blew up, standing under the rustling fallen trees, wondering why I lost my former purity?Why did he insist on arguing with them when the officials deliberately mocked and angered him?Why knew that Yan Ji was close to him because of Gu Quan's reputation, but why did he want to find out his evaluation of himself?

Maybe I still can't let it go, no matter in the past or present life, no matter how much I value myself, I still hope that what I do can be recognized by others, even if it's just to get due respect.

But since he can't get it, he can also forget it and let it go.I don't want to accuse others of being extreme and stubborn, after all, everyone has their own position and helplessness.He can't say that he fully understands this, but he doesn't have to care.

Perhaps from that moment on, he regained the feeling he had when he said those words to Gao Qian many years ago, and he also knew better how to face the doubts of others calmly and calmly in the years to come. and blame.

Similarly, he also remembered the promise Shen Hui had made to him, that one day in the future, he would finally be able to concentrate on nothing else, stay by his side, do something he really likes to do, and return to the original, simple and real life. Lin Rong and.