A bucket of Jiangshan [Rebirth]

Ten years later.

"Your guard, your guard—"

"Si Yan, Si Yan, where have you been?" Yan Zhaoqi looked around worriedly, put his hands in a semicircle around his mouth, and called again, "Si Yan——"

The palace man had a severe headache, so he comforted Yan Zhaoqi a few times, and buried his head everywhere to look for Jun Siyan's traces. Unfortunately, the palace is so big that he can be found out in a short while.

Yan Zhaoqi became anxious, frowned and rushed to the bedroom in Yan Shu Tower.

"Brother Huang!" The door of the bedroom was knocked open with a bang, and Yan Zhaoqi went in regardless of the palace guards' obstruction, "Brother Huang, is Si Yan with you?"

Yan Shulou was hugging Du Mingqian and asking for a kiss, when he heard this sound suddenly, he hurriedly pushed Du Mingqian away in fright, blushing: "What are you doing? You're in such a panic, that kid disappeared again?!" A word "again" It well reflects the situation of Jun Siyan.

"En!" Yan Zhaoqi nodded heavily, "Brother Huang, have you seen him?"

"Mingyu, have you seen him?"

Du Mingqian rubbed the center of his brows: "I've been here with you all this time, so if you don't see me, you won't see me either."

Yan Zhaoqi became impatient, and held on to Du Mingqian, "Sister-in-law Huang, you are his master, can you help me find him, he hasn't done his homework for today."

Du Mingqian was also very helpless: "This child has wind on his feet, where can I find it?"

"It's all your fault," Yan Shulou blamed Du Mingqian brazenly, "Who told you not to teach other things, but taught him lightness kung fu, yes, let him run away every day and disappear, so Zhao Qi is easy to find!" It turned out that Jun Siyan worshiped Du Mingqian as his After teaching, Du Mingqian discovered by accident that this child was not good at learning martial arts, but he was very talented in lightness kung fu. , his lightness kung fu has reached the point of perfection, and ordinary masters can't catch up with him.It is a good thing to have light work to defend oneself, but unfortunately, the bad thing is that he often skips classes with light work, and only comes back when his master leaves.

"Yes, sister-in-law," Yan Zhaoqi also echoed, "Can you take back his lightness kung fu? Otherwise, you will never be able to find him."

Du Mingqian looked left and right, and said innocently: "I've taught you everything, how to take it back. It's better to find a way to make him feel at ease and not run around."

"It's so easy to rest assured, this kid is very wild. Let's not talk about it, I'll send someone to look for it, tell him you go back and read the book first, and if I find it, I will take this kid back myself!"

"Brother Huang is awesome!" Yan Zhaoqi was overjoyed, hugged Yan Shulou for a while and waved goodbye to him, "Then I'll go back first, see you later, Brother Huang."

Now that Yan Zhaoqi was leaving, Yan Shulou took a mouthful of Du Mingqian angrily: "It's all your fault!"

Du Mingqian was punished safely, wiped off the water stains on his feet, and sent people down to find Jun Siyan.

So where did Jun Siyan go?

It turned out that since he skipped class early, he flew to the top of a big tree, biting a weed, idly crossing his legs, enjoying the scenery in the wind.

He probably played with Yan Zhaoqi for a long time, and he couldn't settle down. He didn't like reading and writing. His mind was full of martial arts and kung fu. He ran around all day long, but when Yan Zhaoqi needed him, he would always show up at the first moment.

"Your guard, your guard—"

He came to look for him again. It is really tiresome to hear the word "Junshiwei" everywhere in the palace every few days.

If he wanted to come out, he would have shown up early, but he just didn't want to show up, so he ran around.

He actually doesn't like life in the palace, there are too many red tapes, and life is uncomfortable. If he didn't worry about Yan Zhaoqi and his master, he would really sneak away.

The shout was getting closer and closer to his direction, he sighed, dropped the grass in his mouth and pulled it out, and went to a more remote place.

He has explored the palace all over, and he is very clear about the quiet places, but there is only one very quiet place, which he has never really been to.

Not far away, the melodious sound of the flute filled my heart with the vicissitudes of life.Jun Siyan paused, and suddenly realized that he had unknowingly come to this place that he dared not set foot in - the Forbidden Palace.

This is not the first time he has heard the sound of the flute, and sometimes even when he is depressed, he will come here and listen to the bleak sound of the flute.Yes, it was desolate, he couldn't hear any joy from the sound of the flute, only endless sadness, but it gave him an inexplicable sense of empathy, and he couldn't help but want to listen to a few more songs, to feel the joy behind those songs. sad story.

Picking a tall tree, he decided to sit down and stare quietly at the place where the guards were walking back and forth in front of him. It was rumored that the heinous people were imprisoned in this forbidden palace, but he couldn't find out who they were, as if everyone knew about it. People are hidden in the dust of history.

However, how can a heinous person have such a pure heart to play those touching tunes.

Jun Siyan was confused.

At this time, the song was not over, but it stopped abruptly.

Jun Siyan was stunned. He had heard the sound of the flute countless times, but he had never stopped halfway.

What happened to the piper?

The sound of the flute never sounded again, he stood up impatiently, looked left and right, pursed his lips, and bravely headed towards the Forbidden Palace.

It was true that Du Mingqian boasted that he was talented in lightness kung fu. There were so many guards patrolling back and forth in front of the Forbidden Palace, and he was able to jump up to the roof of the Forbidden Palace at the speed of the wind in the gap between the guards, lying down and waiting quietly.

Like a thief doing bad things, he took a tight breath, and after seeing that no one found him, he lifted the rubble on the roof with a bit of excitement and trembling hands, and looked inside.

However, the Forbidden Palace is located in a remote and deep place, and the day is like night, and the flute player didn't light the lamp, so he couldn't see clearly. He could only vaguely see a man lying on the table, his body undulating hugely, vaguely. There was a sniffling sound.

That person is crying?

No wonder there was a bit of tremor in the sound of the flute just now, he thought it was because the man's hands were shaking.

What is it that deserves this man's grief...

"Wan'er..."

The hoarse voice pierced through the tight-fitting rubble and entered Jun Siyan's ears.

Jun Siyan's heart trembled, and the voice pierced deep into his heart like an awl with the force of piercing through the membrane.

He didn't know how long he looked at this man, he wanted to wait until the man stopped crying and raised his head, but unfortunately, when the guards came over, he didn't see the man's face.

He finally left with regret.

Since then, he has always remembered that there lived a sad man in the Forbidden Palace.

He became more and more concerned about the people in the Forbidden Palace.

From time to time, he would leave Yan Zhaoqi behind and sneak to the Forbidden Palace to meet that person—he was no longer satisfied with just listening to music, he really wanted to know that person, see his appearance, and listen to his story.

Unfortunately, none of them were successful.

When he went to the Forbidden Palace, the man would either bow his head to touch the flute, or bury his head in writing, and he never raised his head once.His only impression of that man was that there was always a long chain dragging on his feet, and that man could only take three steps to the gate of the Forbidden Palace forever, and the difference between those three steps was the distance between the sun and the infinite. The dividing line of the world of light - he will never be able to bask in the sun.

The Forbidden Palace not only forbids people, but also hearts.Not seeing the sun all year round, living in a dark and lonely world, I am afraid that people will go crazy.

Jun Siyan suddenly felt a panic, he was actually afraid that that person would go crazy, if that person went crazy, would he still play such a simple flute sound?

He felt that the man's life was too lonely, and he began to find ways to send things into it.

At first, he just tentatively threw some toys in that he thought were fun. Of course, for an adult, this move was extremely ridiculous, but he didn't expect that the person was only a little suspicious at the beginning, and later accepted his toys, sometimes Play in the palm of your hand.

Unfortunately, he still had no chance to see the appearance of that person, because it was too dark, and because the person had never raised his head.

Year after year, Jun Siyan did not know how many things he sent to that man, from childhood toys, to books, to music scores, everything he could give was given away.

Fortunately, his efforts were not in vain.It seemed that because of his invisible company, the sound of that person's flute was finally no longer sad, but also brought a bit of joy.

"What's your name?" This was what he wanted to ask that person the most, but unfortunately, if he opened his mouth, the surrounding guards would discover his existence.He wished that the man could raise his head to show him what the man looked like - he didn't know why, he just wanted to see the man's face.

Later, he was dissatisfied, and he sent a note to that person in the name of sending something. Of course, due to the relationship between the two parties, the person could not reply to him.

He felt that he had found a partner to confide in, so he began to tell his own story in the note, telling about the fun life outside the Forbidden Palace, not for anything else, just to let that person stay in the Forbidden Palace without any worries. You can see the outside world when you leave the house.

The two maintained this strange relationship without seeing each other, and hurried away in the world for several years. After decades, Jun Siyan, who was no longer young, came here again.

At this time, Yan Shulou had already abdicated, and after assisting the new emperor, Yan Zhaoqi proposed to leave the palace and follow Yan Shulou because he was bored in the palace.

Today's Jun Siyan is here to say goodbye.

In fact, he could feel that Yan Shulou had already noticed about his visits to the Forbidden Palace all year round, but for some reason, Yan Shulou hadn't pointed it out.Since the Emperor Yan Shulou had no objections, he could come here with peace of mind.

A note fell from the rubble along with a brand new flute, and landed firmly on the man's desk.

The man's flute has become old and its tone has changed under his years of touching.Jun Siyan once wanted to replace him with a new one, but he was afraid that the new flute would no longer be able to play the sound he was familiar with.

Now that he was leaving, it was time to give that man a new flute.

There were not many words written on the note, only a simple sentence: I am leaving.

Signature: Jun Siyan.

This was the first time he told that person his name. He knew that the person must not know him, but as a person who was about to leave, telling the other party his name was considered a respect for the other party.

Unexpectedly, shortly after seeing the note, the man suddenly raised his head and turned his face in Jun Siyan's direction for the first time.

At that moment, the eyes met.

But unfortunately, the Forbidden Palace was too dark, and Jun Siyan was still unable to see the man's appearance clearly with his back to the sun, only a sharp-edged outline could be vaguely seen.It's not as messy as I imagined, and it even feels very energetic.

Then he can leave with confidence.

He grinned, raised his hand towards the man, and said with his lips: "Goodbye, I'm going out of the palace. You must be well alone."

The man seemed a little excited, stepped forward repeatedly, and wanted to say something, but unfortunately his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a sound.

Later, Jun Siyan smiled and left.

Later, the man covered his face and cried.

Jun Siyan looked at the man's backlight, but the man saw Jun Siyan as facing the sun.

Just by looking at Jun Siyan's face, the man recognized Jun Siyan's identity.

That is the love between father and son where blood is thicker than water.

The man suddenly fell to his knees, hissing and crying while holding the piece of paper.In the past, he didn't dare to look up because he was afraid that after meeting Jun Siyan, he would become dependent on him, so he would rather wait for surprises every day, and lie to himself that the people who sent things were different people every day, and lie to himself that this There are still many people in the world who care about themselves.

It's a pity that the man lied to himself, but he also hurt himself.

The man couldn't believe Jun Siyan's departure, and waited day after day, hoping that one day a miracle would happen, and Jun Siyan would send him a note with a smile, telling him how beautiful the outside world was.

However, summer is over and winter is here.He read the note Jun Siyan sent over and over several times, and he touched every item Jun Siyan sent over and over again several times.

But Jun Siyan still didn't come back.

That man didn't wait any longer, he broke the old flute, without King Siyan, the sound of the flute used to be meaningless.

He took out the notes that Jun Siyan had handed him over the years, read them one by one, and burned them up one by one.When the last tear-stained note burned out, he closed his eyes with a smile, and with regret, slowly, gradually, he stopped breathing.

Jun Siyan, Yan Sijun.

I have met Jun'er, and I have no regrets in this life...

Concubine Mu, Wan'er, here I come...

In the seventh year of Jiayuan, the former Qi king died, and the emperor graciously buried him with the former Qi princess.

Half a year later, Jun Siyan burst into tears when he heard the news.

The author has something to say: [End of the full text]

After writing this story, my mood is very complicated. Although this is a happy article, life is not perfect, and the article is the same.The character of the third child is destined to be a tragic character from the setting to the real birth in my writing, with a tragic origin and a tragic ending.As I write this, I can only hope that the regret of the third child can be made up for in the next life.