marriage contract

Ever since he started reading the mansion newspaper, Chu Junyi has been dragging his heels half-dead. It's not that he doesn't read it, it's just that his attitude is not positive at all.

Gu Chengzhi sometimes wonders why this person is so wilted.

"These things." Chu Junyi patted the stack of mansion newspapers in front of him, and asked in a low tone, "Can you remember them all?"

"En." Gu Chengzhi nodded.

"I'm not just talking about the words on it."

"I know."

"Can you remember?"

"I can remember all of them."

"I knew it!" Chu Junyi covered his face in pain and entanglement, so he hates being a bully or something!

"What's wrong with you?!" Gu Chengzhi asked with a frown.

"I'm mourning for my IQ! People with good brains and a good memory are really annoying!" Chu Junyi's tone was resentful.

Gu Chengzhi, who has a good head and has a good memory: "..."

"There are too many and complicated things here, and there are still many things that I need to think about, but the problem is that even if I use my brain to think about it, I still can't figure it out." Chu Junyi sighed and read the mansion newspaper His brain cells were about to die, and he was also drunk.

"That's why I asked you to read it slowly." Gu Chengzhi said lightly: "I didn't want you to become fat in one go. You will understand this stuff after watching it a lot. You don't need to think deeply, as long as Just remember what’s on paper.”

"There are a lot of literal things!" Chu Junyi was about to die of worry.

It's useless to read a copy of the Dibao. Many things are connected in series. An amateur like him who can't even count as a half-baked man can really be terrified to death when he reads the Dibao.

"If you read one book, you will lose one book. When you finish reading them all, you can start from the beginning, and you will find new discoveries. You don't need this expression. I have thought about it for you. You only need to read the Di Bao in the past 20 years. That's fine, you don't need to look further ahead." Gu Chengzhi glanced at him.

Chu Junyi, who was about to get hurt internally: "..." Are you really comforting me? !

Complaining is nothing but complaints, but Chu Junyi still read one after another.

There are many things recorded in the mansion newspaper, such as the edict issued by the emperor every day, the papers handed over by courtiers every day, the appointment and removal of officials, and important military and political information.

What Gu Chengzhi showed him were all the mansion newspapers that had been sorted out, divided by month, and all of them were booked together, but when he thought of the 20-year mansion newspaper he said, Chu Junyi's eyes began to appear. black.

After reading a few books, you will find that if you don’t have a photographic memory, don’t even think about remembering it with your head. Chu Junyi sighed, resigned to his fate, took out a pen and paper and started recording...

He picked out the last three years' mansion newspapers to read, and saw Gu Chengzhi's name in them, studied his situation secretly, was a little bit surprised at his promotion speed, and finally concluded: It really is the emperor's true love!

After reading the last three years, Chu Junyi glanced at the thick notes in front of him with some depression, but there were still many things that he needed to read the previous mansion newspapers, so he started a new round of mansion newspapers. notes.

It took more than half a month to roughly read the nearly ten-year mansion newspaper, and Chu Junyi only felt that he was more tired than climbing Wanfa Mountain before.

In a blink of an eye, it is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, which is the so-called Laba Festival, and Laba porridge should be eaten after Laba.

Chu Junyi took a bite and felt that it was not sweet enough, so he added another spoonful of sugar to the bowl.

"Do you like sweets?" Gu Chengzhi saw that he was adding sugar all the time, but he usually didn't eat much sweet food, and he didn't even eat much desserts. He thought that Chu Junyi didn't like sweet things.

"It's okay." Chu Junyi can be sweet or salty, he doesn't have any preference, and seeing that Gu Chengzhi's bowl didn't add sugar, he asked, "You don't like it?"

"Average." In fact, Gu Chengzhi prefers plain porridge, and he is not used to this kind of porridge with additions.

Chu Junyi nodded, a smile curled up on the corner of his lips, he took a spoonful of sugar and poured it into Gu Chengzhi's bowl.

"..." Looking at the sugar gradually melting in the bowl, Gu Chengzhi glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

"I see that you have been studying too hard recently, so I can help you make up for it." Chu Junyi's eyes turned into crescents with a smile, replenishing energy and blood sugar, it's not a bad thing anyway.

Gu Chengzhi stirred the porridge with a spoon, took a bite and found it acceptable, so he reached out to scoop up a spoonful of sugar and poured it into Chu Junyi's bowl, then said coolly: "Then you can make up for it too .”

"..." Chu Junyi took a sip, his face wrinkled, it was so sweet...

Gu Chengzhi finished a bowl of porridge with a few mouthfuls, and while sitting beside him drinking tea, he asked, "How's the mansion newspaper?"

"...It's not bad, it's finally time to read the heavenly scriptures." Chu Junyi rolled his eyes.

"Then you can continue to read it, and read it from the beginning after finishing it."

"..." Chu Junyi supported his forehead and said, "Can you let me rest for a few days..." He was about to throw up.

"I'm going to Wanfa Temple in a few days." Gu Chengzhi said lightly.

Chu Junyi was taken aback for a moment, then realized what he meant, and said sternly: "Got it." Master Gu's anniversary is coming soon... almost a year has passed, time flies so fast...

"You went to Wanfa Temple and you are resting." Gu Chengzhi continued.

"..." Chu Junyi took a deep breath and told himself to be patient, he had to carry the luggage to Wanfa Temple!

This time I went to Wanfa Temple to wait until 28 or 29 to come back, at least I have to go home on the [-]th and the first day of the new year, so Chu Junyi didn’t read the mansion newspaper again, but even read the record two days ago Take notes, read slowly from back to front.

But watching him turn the pages of the book slowed down, and when he saw a certain page, his face became a little dignified, he put down the notes, and the person walked out.

In front of Zangshu Pavilion, Chu Junyi stopped, with emotions in his eyes, he stared at the small building in front of him for a moment, and went straight to the second floor after entering the building.

The layout of the upstairs is the same as that of the downstairs, which is also a row of bookshelves, and a small warehouse upstairs corresponds to the location of the study downstairs.

Most of the books in the Zangshu Pavilion were intended to be left by the third master Chu to the Chu family, but now these books belong to Chu Junyi, and the things in the third master Chu’s study room were put in after being sorted out by Chu Junyi. into this small warehouse.

There is a bookshelf near the wall, on which are some commonly used tomes, and on the opposite side of the bookshelf are several large boxes, which contain the manuscripts and some calligraphy and paintings of Master Chu San.

Opening one of the boxes, there were handwritten books inside, and the cover looked very new. Chu Junyi reached out and took out one and looked through it.

He stood in the library for a long time, and he flipped through a lot of books in the box.

The sunlight came in through the window, but it couldn't dispel the gloom on his body.

After leaving the Zangshu Pavilion, Chu Junyi had no intention of going back to the courtyard, but went directly to the Chu Family Ancestral Hall.

Entering the ancestral hall, Chu Junyi first offered three sticks of incense to his parents, and then knelt down.

His expression was numb, he just knelt quietly, and when the incense was about to burn out, he burned another three sticks. When the smell of sandalwood spread to the whole room, Chu Junyi raised his head and looked at the tablet of his parents.

Looking at the words engraved on the two tablets, Chu Junyi suddenly didn't know what to say, his suppressed emotions seemed to burst out soon, but then it was like being splashed with a bucket of ice water, It was cold from the top of the head to the tip of the toes, from the body to the bottom of the heart.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, but found that he couldn't laugh at all, not only couldn't laugh, he didn't even have any strength in his body, so he could only kneel limply in front of the memorial tablet.

"Are you disappointed?" A barely audible voice came from Chu Junyi's throat.

No one answered, and Chu Junyi didn't expect anyone to answer, he just talked to himself, and his voice was so weak that he couldn't hear it a step away.

"I've read the book you left behind. It's very well written and detailed... But have you ever imagined how disappointing your son is?"

"The people you left behind have been waiting for me for so many years."

"The letter you left behind has been waiting for me for so many years."

"The handwritten notes you left, if I hadn't been reading the Dibao recently, I wouldn't have noticed it at all."

"When you left, you said that it was good to be alive, and you only wished that I could live well... You must have lied to me."

"Oh, maybe it's not a lie, you just... want me to cheer up... right?"

"It's a pity that my son let you down..."

Chu Junyi suddenly lowered his head, his body was still trembling.

The ancestral hall was originally dark, and when Chu Junyi came in, he only lit incense but no candles. Now that the green smoke is lingering, it is even more difficult to see his expression clearly.

The sun was gradually setting to the west, but Chu Junyi was still kneeling in the ancestral hall, his legs had already lost feeling, but he just stared blankly at the ground as if he hadn't noticed it.

When he spoke again, his voice weakened a bit, but the depression and heaviness in his tone gradually increased.

"It would be fine if I wasn't your son, if I hadn't been reincarnated into the Chu family..."

"Have you ever regretted that you didn't strangle me when I was born..."

"Or, anyone is better than me..."

"How many bad things did you do in your previous life to have a son like me..."

"Or it's my previous life..."

Speaking of this, the voice stopped abruptly, and Chu Junyi's whole body seemed to be frozen in ice, standing there stiffly.

It was getting dark, the ancestral hall was dark, and the surrounding temperature began to drop.

Chu Junyi was shivering from the cold, and then slowly came back to his senses. He looked around, except for some light near the window, the rest of the place was pitch black.

He was stunned for a moment before turning his eyes back to the tablet. In the darkness, he could barely see the outline of the tablet, but this did not affect what he was going to say next.

His tone was soft, like he was confused, sighed, and his words would dissipate in the air as soon as he uttered them. No one could hear what he was saying, including himself.

"I regret it... I should have had an extra bowl of Mengpo soup when I reincarnated..."

"That way there won't be so many things..."

"At least... it won't kill you..."