Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Sourness welled up in his heart, and Jun Zi'an choked up, "I'm not a good brother. I have been fighting for what should belong to you since I was a child, whether it's your father, the status of the orthodox heir of the Lin family, or even... why are you No hate, why are you so stupid, you should hate..."

Jun Ziyou suddenly laughed, "I'm not stupid, I'm smart, I was good at playing tricks when I was a child, I knew how to use good things to lure my brother's appetite, and keep him by his side, the bigger you get, the worse you get, the livelier you get, the more shameless you become." Bo, I'm ashamed to tell the truth... I'm actually, actually..."

He was right. He was ignorant when he was a child, and he was not ashamed to say nasty things. When he was excited, he could hug someone and kiss him on the face, but now it is different. The so-called reservedness makes him even the most real in his heart. I don't dare to express my concern, and I don't know whether it is progress or regress.

For some reason, he felt a little lucky that Jun Zi'an avoided seeing him at this time, because he could not see the man's face, he was able to say a few words that he would not dare to say.

"Brother, we brothers shouldn't stop here. There is still a long way to go. Come with me, okay?"

Jun Zian did not respond.To be precise, he dared not respond.

He answered with a question, and asked for no reason: "If my brother can only accompany you here, please forgive my brother, okay?"

"If that's the case, I won't hate you, I will only hate the incompetent self who failed to keep you."

Jun Ziyou turned around slowly, and put his hand on the carved door again. This time, without hesitation, he took the first step, pierced the window paper, and forcibly grabbed Jun Zi'an's hand, forcing him to stay. Can't take another half step back.

"I love you very much, and I love myself very much, so I don't want to give each other any chance to regret. I want to keep you, and I will not let you go no matter what. I don't care about family reputation. I am born with a good reputation. If I don’t bring it, I don’t take it with me, and I don’t care if someone sets up a memorial archway for me. So what if I lose it? I have been a good person for half my life, and what have I got in return? It’s just being kind and being bullied! Now I regret it, I don’t want to do it Good man, even if I have been scolded and notorious, I have not lived my whole life in vain, so peace be with me, Jun Zi, please live on for me!"

When he shot suddenly, Jun Zian was caught off guard, and was unable to retreat even though he was dragging him. Nianfeng's wooden door dragged him out.

Seeing this, the soldiers guarding the mansion wanted to stop them, their knives were all out of their sheaths, but they were pressed under their palms and did not dare to draw them out.

You must know that the man in front of him is a favorite minister with power over the government and the public, and he still holds the power to command the Twelve State Army. If he stomps his feet in the capital, the whole abyss will be shaken up and down three times.

Even so, the soldiers guarding here have not succumbed to his majestic oppression, and have always maintained a posture of holding their swords without showing their blades, aiming to deter rather than hurt.

The guard at the head took a step forward, keeping a respectful distance from Junziyou, and did not overstep, but he did not give in an inch: "Master Shaoqing, please stay, whether you are avoiding suspicion should not be left to the future, the court The boss has his own conclusions, and the general will not stop you. But if you want to take away the criminals detained here, you are testing on the edge of the law. If you let go, our brothers will have to be killed. Please don’t let Mr. Shaoqing Brothers are in trouble."

"What if I don't?" Jun Ziyou's momentum was not in the slightest, pulling Jun Zi'an without any intention of letting go, he took a provocative step forward.

The guard was really helpless, sighed and looked at his colleagues who were not to be outdone, thinking to himself why this hard job fell on him, is there any reason to fight this lord?

He is a rough man, and in terms of bickering, he must be no match for Jun Ziyou, the immortal who has not lost the wind in three hundred rounds of verbal battles with civil and military officials, but he was about to be dumbfounded, blushing and speechless.

Just when he was embarrassed, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind, and when he looked back, he was actually a rare visitor.

Jiang Linyuan came to the rescue, but it relieved the urgent need. Most of the soldiers guarding here were the Qin family army trained and trained by the old Hou Ye. Being escorted to the execution ground, if it wasn't for the trust in the court, the emperor, and King Jin and his wife, someone would have stabbed a knife into Jun Zi'an's chest to vent their personal anger.

Nowadays, the behavior of the gentleman playing favoritism and bending the law is indeed despicable, but after thinking about it, the gentleman did not cause any substantial harm to others in the palace change, and he was even at odds with the chief culprits, the deposed prince Li Chonghua and King Han. The opposing camp had also thought of dying with him. In this regard, many people could not hate him, and it was not necessary to put him to death.

Just grasping this point, Jiang Linyuan pretended to persuade: "Why bother? Tomorrow you will know whether you live or die. If the result is really not what you want, you will have time to rob people after going to the execution ground. What about this group of innocent soldiers? They have survived for three years, can't they bear it for the next day?"

Jun Ziyou is still threatening, "I can bear it, even in three years, I can bear it, but I have let him go once, I don't want to give you a chance to hurt him, at least this time, I want to keep him by my side, even if If all previous efforts are wasted, I will let him live!"

Jun Zi'an was stunned by his words, looked at him puzzled, and couldn't calm down for a long time.

He held Jun Ziyou's hand, felt the man's slight tremor, and realized how tortured it was for him to say these words and make this decision.

"Actually, there is no need to do this."

Jun Zi'an said softly, he pulled Jun Ziyou, made the man turn around to face him, stroked his face that was extremely similar to his own with both hands, and seemed to see the stubborn, humble, but unrepentant self in the past .

"Enough, Ziyou, enough. I have met the ending I want to see the most, and I have no regrets anymore. Don't be like this... Your world is not just me, there are so many people who love you and care about you." Man, you are different from me..."

Jun Ziyou cried bitterly, tears falling like rain.

He crashed into Junzi'an's arms, made no secret of his grief and crying, pulled the man's skirt and knelt down with a shrill voice.

"No, I don't want to, I don't allow..."

Who can stand this scene? Jiang Linyuan's heart sank, and he sighed and coughed a few times to ease the atmosphere, "Excuse me, my lord...Princess, don't you notice something is missing?"

The man raised his tearful eyes and stared at him without speaking.

Jiang Linyuan thought that he was the only one to be the villain after all, and thought about the thoughts of the two brothers, and said solemnly: "Didn't you realize that there is no one who has seen the prince for a long time? I just got the news from Yushitai. This evening, everyone Prince Jing, Li Chonghua, is dead."

The day before the public trial, the prisoner died without warning. The news caught people off guard.

Without waiting to ask, Jiang Linyuan took the initiative to explain the reason: "He is nearly a hundred years old, and it's normal if he can't endure it. Just now, the prince ordered Dr. Jiang and Xia Cha to go to see the situation, and confirmed that he died of natural causes and that there was no harm. possible."

During the silence, the expressions on everyone's faces were a little numb, as if they were still in a dream, unbelievable, and they didn't know whether they should be sad for the villain's escape from evil punishment, or happy for the retribution of heaven, and they were a little at a loss for a while.

There was a brief silence, broken by a long laugh.

Smiling and laughing, Jun Zi'an burst into tears, hugged his younger brother who was still in shock and couldn't recover, and was ecstatic, but couldn't stop the tears from coming out of his eyes.

"Ziyou, did you hear, he's dead, he's dead...I'm free, I can finally be free..."

For a moment, Jun Ziyou only knew to hug him tightly, feel his trembling, and saw his bloodless face turn paler, only then did he realize that the torment that that person suffered in the childhood and youth that he could not accompany him was far worse than What he imagined was more than a hundred times heinous.

Han Wang once explained that Li Chonghua made Jun Zian learn the nine-point demeanor of his younger brother and completely became his substitute. He did not hesitate to lock the man in a dark secret room and forcibly heal his deaf left ear with folk remedies. Jun Zi'an caused irreversible damage.

The badly played chess pieces are just failures. It is useless to use them, and it is a pity to discard them. Jun Zian, who has repeatedly gained and lost between being used and abandoned, is finally forced to become a paranoid criminal.

He was the victim, but fortunately, he did not become the perpetrator.

That night, Jun Ziyou didn't forcefully take Jun Zi'an away. The biggest reason was that Jun Zi'an himself refused to go with him.

The two brothers set up a chess game under the veranda, recalling the past when they were children, and waited for the moment of judgment to come.

The gentleman said: "Brother, I want to go home and take my father with me. The only time he went to Jiangnan in his life did not leave any good memories. It is really pitiful. To make up for his regrets in this life, I want to bury him back. Hometown. He has been drifting and sinking all his life, loved and hated and hurt, at least in the end, I hope he can stay with the person who treats him sincerely, and when he gets there, he will not be alone. He won't be bullied any more."

Jun Zi'an was a little hesitant, he took the man's hand, rubbed the back of the man's hand with his palm with almost the same temperature, and sighed: "I think, if he chooses for himself, he might want to do something more meaningful. The first thing I did after I arrived in the capital was to burn the suicide note of the old man with my own hands. He wrote in the handwriting: "Until death, I will return with my thoughts". He regretted that he had harmed that person all his life. My wish is to return him to freedom after death, on this point, I can understand his feelings, even my own selfishness, I hope he can get rid of the regrets in his life."

The gentleman You Moran, after thinking for a long time, made a concession, "I know what to do."

"But you have to remember, it's not my brother who encouraged you," Jun Zi'an said with a sly smile, and clasped hands with the man, making a deal.

Apart from Junziyou, the only thing that Junzian is most worried about now is this pimple that has been left in his heart for several years.

Holding the hot teacup, sipping the fragrant tea, he looked at the rising sun in the distance, feeling quite touched.

He asked, "Ziyou, is my sin unto death?"

"Brother is the victim, there is nothing wrong with it, it's just that things have turned upside down, and someone has to be responsible for it. I will do my best to save your life, but now that Li Chonghua is dead, there is no guarantee that there will be no irrational victim who will impose the crime on me. As for you, I'm a coward and I don't want to take any risks, so run away."

Jun Zian looked around for a week, looking at the guards who were stalking tigers, who were ready to swarm up to subdue them both at any moment, and shook his head with a wry smile, "Escape from the capital, change your face incognito, and start a new life after wandering, but you can't escape your own life. I have been looking forward to liberation every day for three years, and now is the time. Don't persuade me, only when it is really over can there be a new beginning. If I can survive this, even I... can get a new life."

During the conversation, the sun was already rising, and the noise of horses neighing in the distance approached. Jun Zian shook off the thin ashes from his sleeves, and met Jiang Linyuan, who was supposed to take him to Shuntian Mansion for trial, with his hands folded in front of him, Consciously tightening his chains, he rushed to his inevitable fate with great cooperation.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly looked back, a long-lost smile appeared on his slightly haggard face, he put his palms together in front of his lips, and said silently: "May I be able to be with you tomorrow, next year, and every year thereafter. You see such a dazzling glow together."

Afterwards, he only left the back of that person drifting away, Junziyou stayed where he was, for a long time, until the sunlight burned his eyes, and then turned his gaze to the chess game where the outcome was uncertain.

"If I had known this before, why bother to do a fake show and make myself so sad." Xiao Beicheng hurried back, took off his clothes and sat in Jun Zi'an's place just now, talking dryly, seeing a ready-made table He wanted to drink the tea bowl in one gulp, but the man snatched it away before he even touched it.

"It's right to say that I'm seeking proof, and it's right to test. It's his mind that's seeking proof, but it's myself that's testing."

The gentleman held the unmoving teacup like a baby, felt relieved, and suddenly smiled, "I have to keep this for my good brother, not for you."

Xiao Beicheng knew that he had a plan in mind, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "Can you still drink the tea overnight?"

"I can't drink it, just don't let it stay overnight."

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