Rebirth: Thousand Miles of Smoke

Author of "A Thousand Miles of Smoke and Waves of Rebirth": Jiuqu Kuangyao

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In exchange for infatuation is three years of slavery.

In another life, he wanted to avoid the beginning of all this, but he couldn't escape this accident.

In his previous life, he was considered mediocre by everyone,

And in this life, he would rather be that ignorant person,

But he knew the history, but he could not intervene,

Want to forget, but can't forget.

Lin Ziyao only wishes to be an idler all his life, and the affairs of the world have nothing to do with him.

But can this world make him fulfill his wish?

Next he will face...

Content tags: Rebirth of the Marquis of the court, the wealthy family feels lost

Search keywords: Protagonist: Lin Ziyao┃Supporting roles: Si Chengrong, Si Chenglie, Bai Xing, Hualien┃Others: Slag Gong, indifferently accepted

1. The beginning of everything

Looking at the almost unrecognizable corpse below, Lin Ziyao curled up the corners of his mouth. It turned out that the soul said it was true, maybe it was because of the sadness for this person who could not enter the earth, the sky gradually darkened, and slowly there was a patter It's just that he can't feel the autumn rain anymore.

Hearing howls in the distance, Lin Ziyao turned his head and looked at the slaves who were being whipped by the officials, carrying loads and moving stones. When the whip was whipped, the pain caused an old man to lie on the ground and twitch, but It provoked the official to beat him again, but the people next to him didn't even dare to take a breath.

Unarmed, why did He Lai help to say that he didn't understand the rules here at the beginning, so he was repaired. After three years, he couldn't make it through this year's autumn.

Who knew that the corpse was at least the heir of a famous family. Even if the family was not favored, they had never had to worry about food and clothing in life. All these sins were only because of their own obsession. .

Resentment, no.

Lin Zi looked up at the sky, raised his head and imagined the feeling of being drenched in the rain, and thought silently: If there is an afterlife, I just want to close my eyes and be a idler for the rest of my life, and the affairs of the world have nothing to do with me.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and his soul is gradually dissipating, but Lin Ziyao doesn't know that as long as he is born in this troubled world, he will not be an idler all his life.

In Chengdu, the Kingdom of Tong, at the end of September, the sky was gloomy, and it started to rain after a while, and the palace of Prince Rong was as usual, except for the visit of the concubine of General Lin. Lin Ziyao, if someone is handsome, at least he can please others, but this person hangs his head all the year round, can't see his eyebrows clearly, can't write or fight, it's normal for King Rong to look down on him.

And Lin Ziyao's inferiority complex comes from the mansion, and from the world's disgust towards him. Such a person always yearns for those who are at the top, who are feared by others, and who are invincible.

Being so humble, he always hopes that the other party can see himself to King Rong, but he is afraid of seeing himself. He wants to please the other party, but he always plays tricks and makes others laugh. sad.

Only such a stupid person would never think of why a person of his status is often called to Prince Rong's mansion.

King Rong is nothing more than looking at the Lin family and preparing to win him over. In fact, for his greater ambitions and to assist his puppet emperor to take the throne, the Lin family is indeed a part of it, but the general situation is set. It's just a nominal job, and those who have official positions in the mansion have all been deprived of their positions, and they have been promoted and resigned. The Lin family, which was once the most favored, is nothing more than that now.

Only an idiot like Lin Ziyao, who still couldn't forget the owner of the palace, eagerly brought a pair of jade pendants over. The person who was blocked happened to meet the rightful owner and was about to step forward to give it to him, but who would have thought that the other party would give it to him? But he brushed past him with indifference, and his outstretched hand was also knocked down by the other party, and the pair of jade pendants in his hands fell into the water of Xia Hechi, which everyone admired.

The 16-year-old boy clenched his fists, held back tears, and wanted to open his mouth, but King Rong had already walked away, and all the servants behind him looked at him with sneering eyes.

When Bai Xing, the best friend of King Rong, turned his head and cast disgusted eyes at him, Lin Ziyao couldn't help shrinking his neck, took a small step back, swallowed all the words he was about to say, opened his mouth, and called out in a weak voice. Said: "My lord..."

People had gone far away, Lin Ziyao lowered his head, looked at the lake in a blink of an eye, and then jumped into the water amidst an exclamation.

This matter quickly reached the ears of King Rong who hadn't gone far, but at this moment, apart from frowning in disgust, he didn't arouse any sympathy from him: "Bai Xing, go and see if there is anything wrong."

Bai Xing, who was called away, raised his head: "If he commits suicide in full view, the people in the mansion will not let him die." This sentence is a pun, and it just satirizes Lin Ziyao's "scheming".

"He's General Lin's youngest son." With Wang Rong's words, Bai Xing reluctantly went back to the lake to see if the man was dead.

Everyone thought that Lin Ziyao committed suicide for King Rong, and his staring eyes became more serious. When Bai Xing passed by, seeing the man with his eyes closed and coughing pale, he suddenly felt that this was not the case, and he glanced sharply at him. When a small piece of white jade was exposed in the opponent's hand, he knew it in his heart.

But the distaste for Lin Ziyao could not disappear in a short time. Seeing that he was still alive, he only left one sentence: "Don't let him die." Then he turned his head and left.

"Bai Xing..." What Lin Ziyao said was not the name of King Rong, but the name of the man who made him suffer three years of slavery. It was just this sound that no one could hear clearly, even those who were not weak in martial arts. Bai Xing didn't notice either...

No one expected that this Lin Ziyao was no longer the foolish young man who was obsessed with it, but the vicissitudes of life inside him.

2. A different start

Leaning on the carved bed, tilting his head and looking at the yellowed tree outside, it turned out that it was already autumn. When Lin Ziyao came back to his senses, he caught a glimpse of the face he was used to in the mirror, Pull out an ugly smile.

That's right, before I became a slave, I looked like this, with fairly handsome brows, slender eyes like my mother's, with raised corners, without a trace of cowardice and timidity as before, only calm.It's just that this face, except for these eyes, is nothing at all.

First of all, I was useless all over my body. If it wasn't for the surname Lin, King Rong probably wouldn't have looked at me more, and I was the only one who foolishly thought that it was King Rong's trust and difference in him. And also complacent.

When the Lin family fell, but was abandoned, but I still entangled and made a big joke, now I feel ridiculous, let alone others.

Just like at this moment, it has been two days since he fell into the water, the only person he, a stranger, has contact with is the maidservant, except for the doctor, but these maidservants on duty all have contempt in their eyes, others can see it so thoroughly, why is he so obsessed with it? , and finally ended up as a slave.

When Lin Ziyao was in a daze, the door didn't open, and the maidservant who was holding the medicine bowl put the medicine on the table neither humble nor overbearing: "Young master Lin, it's time to drink the medicine, it won't taste good when it's cold."

It doesn't taste good when it's hot, Lin Ziyao thought in his heart, and then he turned his eyes to the maidservant who was talking. Every low-class maidservant in Rongwang's mansion has a delicate appearance, and only Lin Ziyao back then would be so stupid as to think that Rong Wang's sudden smile to him that day was meaningful. Lin Ziyao sighed slightly when he thought of how he had been stalking him for many years.

It wasn't until he was framed in the end that he saw Rong Wang's still calm expression, Bai Xing's gloating expression, and the Lin family's indifference and contempt, which brought him back to reality from his fantasy. He was just a He is just a clown who no one cares about. He has already tasted the price of not being able to recognize the reality because he thinks that others laugh at him and has illusions.

The maid glanced at the person on the bed. She knew this person. In fact, everyone in the mansion recognized him. Although everyone said how unbearable the youngest son of the Lin family was in private, she felt that this person was very courageous.

The servant girl hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a low voice: "My lord, should the servant girl have something to say?"

"Let's talk." Lin Ziyao looked at this handsome girl who interrupted her thoughts in surprise. People here don't even talk, they don't even like to stay here. They leave after giving them something. Avoiding him is like hiding from the plague. , but the maidservant's eyes didn't show any contempt, she even seemed to be worried about herself?

"Although the son's courage is admired by the servants, the king is not an ordinary person. An ordinary person should be warmed even if he is a stone, but the prince is..."

"You girl is quite interesting, do you compare the prince to a stone?"

The little girl was teased by him, she knelt down, and hurriedly said: "I don't mean that, what I mean is that the young master can find a better one, no need, no need..."

"You don't have to hang here, do you? Get up, there is no one else here." Lin Ziyao propped himself up, and the kneeling girl immediately got up and helped him up. Never before like this girl, neither humble nor overbearing, "What's your name?"

"Slave Hua Lian." Hua Lian helped him to the table, and said softly, "Young Master, you should eat some porridge first, since your fever has just subsided, eat some porridge first, and then drink the medicine, the illness will recover quickly."

Lin Ziyao understood the inconvenience caused by this body. When he was used as a slave and later sent to Changnan Mountain to move rocks, he also suffered a lot because of his thin body. If it moves or cannot be moved, the whip will be pulled down fiercely. No one will help you, but you will just stand aside and watch coldly, or hide far away to avoid harming the fish in the pond.

Until my hands were covered with calluses, and my body was only skinny and boned,