Sheng Shian

Is it wrong?

Just ask where there is nothing wrong with this word.

Shen looked at him, from rage to helplessness, and then sighed, where did that cheerful young man who was a bit cautious back then go?

He poured himself a glass of wine, he was reborn only a little over a year ago, and he was even more exhausted than in the past thirty years or so.

After drinking, he poured another glass of wine for Wen Tong.

Wen Tong didn't drink, but said, "Can't your lord answer it?"

Shen shook his head for the third time, and he drank the rejected wine in one gulp.

"There is nothing wrong with having great ambitions, but it is a big mistake for you to use insidious and cunning schemes to harm innocent people!"

"Don't you have money and rice, so you have to burn, kill and rob? If everyone is like this, what's the use of the law? Wen Sheren, today you use a knife to take other people's wealth for your own use, and you won't be stepped up by others in the future Is it? Those who are fascinated by power will eventually be harmed by power."

"Your Excellency still doesn't understand." Wen Tong stood up, with his hands behind his waist, looking handsome and upright, he walked to the window of the pavilion step by step, opened the window, and the strong wind blew up, messing up his long hair.

"My lord helped the country in his previous life, and he has been famous for generations. In this life, he is good at dancing and has won the trust of his relatives and nobles. He has been to the center of the government and the opposition. Naturally, he doesn't understand the thoughts of these fringe officials like me. Of course, he doesn't know how much we can do for the short two lines in Qingshi. What a sacrifice."

"The ignorant kill the pillars with their heads, and the cunning gain power and power, and most of them can't stir up a wave even if their hair is white. What is power? I have never experienced it before, how can I be crazy about it, and that A stroke of history is the vision that has been read since childhood, and it has been the yearning of every scholar for tens of millions of years."

"grown ups."

"Green bamboos stand upright, pines and cypresses are proud, if no one knows them, they are just a weed."

And weeds are destined to be despised and despised by others.

Wen Tong looked back, with tenacity in his eyes, "I'm not afraid of retribution, I'm just afraid that the geese will pass silently, and there will be no use for my talents and learning."

"Sophistry!" Shen Shi looked at him with blazing eyes, "Do you still want to be famous forever for doing such a vicious thing?"

"Winners and losers, the so-called history books are just the colors of the winners."

Shen felt it was ridiculous, "There are roads in the mountains of books, and the sea of ​​learning is endless. Do you know why? Because all the smart people who dreamed of leaping thousands of miles fell to pieces because of their unstable foundation."

"If you reveal your true talents and knowledge, your foundation is a solid book, and additions, subtractions, and fillings are all definite numbers. If you climb higher by calculation, your foundation is the inexhaustible human feelings. If any one is broken, it will be enough to make you lose weight." You lose everything."

"Do you think you can keep your heart? The higher you climb, the denser the line will be, and you need to take care of it all the time and be careful. You may not be famous forever, but sooner or later you will become a running dog of power!"

"Is it different, my lord? When I handed over the Yunfu Memorial to Fu Shangshu, I heard him say that among the three Jinshi scholars in this discipline, two of them were used by the Liu family. What? Relying on old feelings to cling to the Holy Majesty and Lord Hou, playing power tricks to make Fu Liu form an alliance, just because you exercise power for the country, and I exercise power for myself, isn't it noble?"

"Those who are for the country are not afraid of life and death. Those who are for themselves must be bound."

"Crown, Mian, Tang, Huang." Wen Tong sneered, "Your Majesty respects you like a god, and other people even look at the Taifu's mansion as a blasphemy. If you reveal your identity fully for such a friendship, everything can be done with half the effort. .And why does your lord hide it in every possible way, and still refuses to explain it!"

Shen opened his mouth, but couldn't answer.

"Because you are afraid!" Wen Tong suddenly said loudly, "You are afraid that Master Hou will be involved in disputes, you are afraid that Master Hou will know your identity, and you are afraid that you will expose your obscene desire to love your disciples!"

Shen Shi's face was as white as paper, and his hands were trembling in his sleeves.

It was an ugly thought that he hid and hid in his heart, wrapped and wrapped, once it was cut open by someone, it would release the ferocious monster inside, biting those who dared to break his tranquility, biting their bodies to pieces.

There were criss-crossed veins on the back of Shen Shi's thin and thin hands. He quietly picked up a whole jug of old wine, raised his head and drank it, and drowned the sense of shame, indebtedness, and guilt that surged up into his throat.

When he raised his eyes again, there was only a piercing look in his eyes, staring straight at Wen Tong.

At this glance, Wen Tong really felt the sense of oppression of the elders of the dynasty, that is the majesty only of those who have been in power for many years, there is no need to get angry, just a look makes people want to escape oppressively.

Shen Shi said irrefutably, "I am Shen Shi."

Wen Tong didn't dare to do it again, he immediately saluted respectfully, "Brother Shen and I have been classmates for three years. He suffers from night blindness and is good at water conservancy. When he was young, he was instructed by his predecessor and learned the original handicrafts."

Shen Shi stood up, walked slowly to Wen Tong's side, and straightened his hat that was blown by the wind.

He could see through the vicissitudes of ups and downs in his eyes, and he said lightly: "There is no way to hell, you just wandered in, and I won't stop you, and I won't save you either."

Shen pushed the door and left.

Shen Shi's words passed through Wen Tong's heart coldly, and he couldn't help feeling weak, and was overwhelmed by the great joy of being about to become the Imperial Academy's sacrificial wine.

He doesn't believe that those virtuous ministers and capable men in history can go clean!

The foundation, didn't he build his foundation step by step with his own talents?When he becomes a sacrificial wine, he must recruit talented people and have disciples everywhere. In the future, he will be highly respected, who dares to say anything lightly!

Wen Tong returned to the bedroom happily, but he didn't see Ran Niang. He looked outside, only to see Ran Niang went to the study, holding a book of songs and rubbing it non-stop.

It was a book that Shen Shi often lost in the past.

"Mother Ran, it's late at night."

Ran Niang raised her beautiful eyes, looked at him for a while, and then put the book back on the desk.

Wen Tong felt a chill...

But she heard her crying, "You promised me not to let me see him again."

Wen Tong breathed a sigh of relief, and hugged her into his arms, "It was my fault, and I will never do it again in the future. It's just that the new house has been completed for so long, and it's hard to justify Brother Shen's never coming to the door once. Ran Niang won't cry, I promise you, I won't do it in the future." I won't remind you of unhappy things anymore..."

Ran Niang leaned on his chest and shed a few teardrops. She didn't know what to do, but she didn't blame Wen Tong.

Everything started because of her.

Wen Tong was just in time for great joy, and his heart was surging. He comforted him and he was already moved. He lowered his head and gently sniffed Yi Ren's ear temples, but saw that Ran Niang was tired from crying, and she fell asleep leaning on his chest like a cat... …

He smiled helplessly, bent his hands over his knees, and carried him into the bedroom.

……

After leaving Wenfu, Shen was drunk.

He originally drank a lot at the celebration banquet, but after his emotional ups and downs, he poured down a jug of old wine, mixed with all kinds of wine, he was really drunk this time.

But his steps were still steady, but they were extremely slow. When he was too slow to maintain his figure, he lifted his robe and sat down.

He was looking at the moon, which was similar every year. He didn't know how long he looked at it, but he saw a black cloud covered it, and then ran away.

The sound of hunting horseshoes sounded in the night, but it couldn't wake up the drunk man.

How much he hopes that everything can be like a full moon, not changing, and staying together forever.

I can go back to the time when I was young and ride horses with Song Feng An Jinghe, I can go back to the time when I was proud and play chess with the young master, I can go back to the time of rebirth and get drunk with my second and third friends...

Caring for the home country and the world, the greatest selfishness is to return to Huizhou to retire as an official...

Rather than this shameless appearance.

"Boom..." Shen turned over from the wooden plank, and his whole body fell into the pile of shoulder poles.

It turned out that he was sitting on a wooden board protruding from a booth for people to choose from. The wooden board was thin and brittle.

Just coming out of the Taifu's mansion outside the street, the people who were riding past paused when they heard the sound. He glanced inside vigilantly, but saw a person sitting up straight from the messy pile of shoulder poles, with a stick stuck in his head. A few short branches of dead grass.

The man fell into a daze, rubbed his eyes, opened them, and saw a man jumped off the horse vigorously and vigorously, he couldn't see his face clearly, but behind him was the bright moon, he was fascinated by it.

The man seemed to have done a lot of psychological construction before he walked into the pair of gray stalls in disgust. He kicked away the broken copper and iron around him with his feet, and stretched out his hand to drag the man out.

He said, "You really linger."

That person finally saw his face clearly through the moonlight. His face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were ruthless. How could this face be an infatuated person?

Shen Shi moved his fingertips to touch the corners of his sharp eyes, as if he wanted to rub them softer, looking romantic and affectionate, not easy to break.

However, before he got close, he was pushed away forcefully by the man.

He fell backwards with an unbalanced center of gravity, bumped into a piece of wood protruding from the rear stall, grunted, and was about to fall inward again while holding on to his waist.

The man quickly grabbed his thin wrist, and with a clever force, he pulled him up.

Shen Shi seemed to be in excruciating pain. He rubbed his waist and burrowed into the man's arms, losing half of his sanity.

The man froze, subconsciously put his hand on his back, then frowned, and pulled him away.

Shen Shi raised his head aggrieved, his red eyes were filled with a layer of water, which was about to fall.

The man's heart ached, and his breathing became shallow.

He looked away and said, "You're drunk."

Am I drunk?

Shen Shi pressed down on his waist again, as if the pain also flew away with this sentence of being drunk.

Sure enough, he was drunk, and even the pain could be manipulated at will.

So he took advantage of the alcohol, shy face, and took another step forward.

He raised his head slightly, as long as the man lowered his head a little bit, he could pick it up at will.

And men do go lower, and a little lower.

Shen closed his eyes.

The mesmerizing touch did not come, replaced by a tearing pain in the waist.

Shen Shi exhaled in pain, and Dou Da's tears fell directly.

The man originally wanted to scold him for "shameless", he had learned all the frivolous tricks of those actors, and learned this seductive debauchery, debauchery!

But when he saw him crying, he stopped.

In exchange for the pain, Shen was one of the few sobers, and he seemed to be very annoyed at his frivolity.

But after reaching this step, Shen was overwhelmed.

He rubbed his old waist, and asked quite speechlessly: "Young Master, who do you take me as a substitute for?"

Although Shen Shi has always let himself not care about the existence of the past, Liu Changze has never forgotten it, even to the point where he can't be distracted even in front of the double. Who is this infatuation?

He really can't help but...

Liu Changze was quiet for a long time, and then said, "Teacher Shen."

Shen Shi: "..."

Damn, isn't it me?

Shen Shi's eyes widened in horror, but he was knocked out from the back of the head by a hand blade.

No one can know about Mr. Xinyue.

Looking at his unconscious face, Liu Changze thought.

……

The weather is beautiful, with the victory of the war, the floods in the Luojiang River have gradually subsided, and it has actually cleared up in the past few days.This is also the reason why the Japanese pirates suddenly put all their eggs in one basket. If the flood subsides, they will have no chance of defeating the Xiao family army.

Unexpectedly, he fell into the trap completely, failed to take down Luojiang, and let others take the blame.

General Xiao ordered a three-day rest for the great joyous event celebrated by the whole world, and held a banquet to reward the three armies. Naturally, he also sent invitations to each of his colleagues.

And the share that belonged to Li Yunfu was intercepted by Xiao Jibei long ago.

Rubbing his unhealed buttocks, he rode a horse without being handsome, and walked all the way to Li Yunfu's door.

He purposely remained silent, knocked on the door three times, and someone came inside and opened the door.

This is Li Yunfu's habit, but mortals will never make people wait for a long time.

"I don't know that the young master is visiting, so I'm far away..." When Li Yunfu raised his head, his face became ugly to the naked eye.

"How did you come?"

Xiao Jibei's full of joy seemed to be poured cold water suddenly, "Luojiang victory, are you not happy?"

Li Yunfu looked away and nodded, "Happy."

"Since you're happy, why don't you look at me?"

Li Yunfu tightened his hands, and then bowed, "I have a marriage contract, so I should avoid suspicion."

Xiao Jibei's face darkened, his heart ached, but he became clear for a moment. He held Li Yunfu's hand and said anxiously: "I know you dare not resist the order, but don't be afraid. The great victory in Luojiang and the recovery of rivers and mountains are such a great achievement. The Holy Majesty will definitely reward me! My father has nothing to ask for in the salary of a high official... Yun Fu, as long as you are willing, I can immediately ask the Holy Majesty to divorce the engagement!"

Li Yunfu broke away from his hand, and said coldly, "Why should I resign the engagement?"

Xiao Jibei was speechless, so he said: "If you don't like it, how can you get married..."

Li Yunfu chuckled, "The daughter of my benefactor, she is talented, she has the appearance of a closed moon and a shameful flower, and she grew up with me, why don't I like it?"