He Rongchuan's first reaction was to run away, and he forced himself to stop halfway through the escape, turned back slowly and with difficulty, glanced at him, and then looked away.
Chi Yi had never seen a tyrant so embarrassed, and he wanted to listen to him a few more words, pretending to be serious: "Your Majesty wants to tell me, are these poems satirizing you? It has been spread among the people, but if other scholars see it..."
"Chi Yi." He Rongchuan interrupted with a trembling voice, grabbed his arm with an unnatural expression, and his eyes were slightly red.
Chi Yi just smiled at him, "Could it be that I didn't understand correctly? Isn't that what you want to say?"
He Rongchuan's breathing became more and more rapid, his eyebrows and eyes were twisted together, his burning eyes were glued to him, his lips opened and closed several times, and the words he uttered were extremely thin: "I..."
"Huh?" Chi Yi probed.
"I……"
He Rongchuan suddenly walked around him with one arm, picked up a pen, and scratched twice on the poem draft on the table, "...I'll go and see why your millet porridge is still not ready."
After he finished speaking, he ran away, ran two steps and then turned back, clumsily held Chi Yi's face, kissed it quickly on the forehead, and ran away again.
Chi Yi: ...
What to run!Does he eat people? !
Chi Yi looked at the paper on the table. He Rongchuan's last line of poetry was: "Longing for the sages to revive Qingping".It was originally a political allegory, but he first underlined the whole sentence, and then circled the first two words of the verse.
yearn for...
Chi Yi tasted every word he just said carefully, with mixed feelings in his heart.
For a while, I feel that the tyrant is indifferent and ruthless, but only appreciates himself, so I should be happy.After a while, He Rongchuan felt so painstaking about such a simple matter, maybe he didn't know how to speak, so he had held it in his heart for a long time.After a while, I began to regret that I should not force the cold tyrant to tell the truth, now I can't pretend to be confused, what if he forced himself to respond?
He traced the circled two characters stroke by stroke.Chi Yi felt that after living for more than 20 years, it was indeed the first time that he had such a strong and deep feeling for a person, probably the so-called feeling of coming love.
However, He Rongchuan had killed so many people in the past, even if he didn't mind his black history, he still had to consider his own safety.He is merciless to his relatives, so why should he be an exception?
He can't bear to do it now because he still thinks it's new. If he really has some emotional entanglements with him in the future, the passion fades after a long time, and one day the quarrel becomes urgent, what should he do if he draws the knife with himself?run away?Is it still possible to escape by then?
Chi Yi thought in a mess, and traced the two words in his pen into black bumps.
So when He Rongchuan came back with a bowl of millet porridge with a lot of sugar added, he just took it, bowed his head and drank the porridge silently, without saying anything.
I don't know how to say it, I just hide.
Fortunately, He Rongchuan didn't force him to answer immediately, he stayed in Zhenghuai Palace just like before.
He sleeps until noon every day, and doesn't meet He Rongchuan who gets up before dawn.When it was almost evening, I went out, strolled around in the imperial garden where the foundation was laid but nothing was built, and when I was tired from shopping, I went to Chunyang Palace to look for the concubine Wan to pet the cat, and stayed until the dead of night before going back.
He and the tyrant tacitly became roommates who never spoke.
……
A few days later, it was the day of the Qingping Poetry Club meeting. Chi Yi thought of his task with no progress, and planned to go and see the situation in person.
The meeting place is on the top of a mountain in the outskirts. The mountain is not very high, but it is extremely steep, which means "pretty dangerous and proud of the world".People from the Poetry Club set up a fence at the foot of the mountain. Chi Yi went over to declare his family name, and soon someone from the mountain came to pick him up, but blocked the secret guard who tried to come in with him.
Chi Yi thought about it for a while. They were all literati and had no motive to hurt him. He was planning to persuade the hidden guards not to follow him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, the hidden guards changed their attitude for some reason and expressed their willingness to wait for him at the door.
Chi Yi was carried up the mountain into the garden by a sedan chair, and saw many familiar faces in various pavilions and pavilions.The person who came to greet him was Tian Xin, who is now the second in command of this organization.Tian Xin was very pleasantly surprised to see him, and took him to listen to the poems recited by the crowd. After he said he didn't understand, he explained each sentence for him.
Chi Yi asked casually while listening: "Why do you suddenly have the idea of forming an association?"
Tian Xin didn't intend to hide anything from him: "A few of us used to write articles on politics in Zhu Ziyuan, and then we became officials, so this matter fell into disuse. A few days ago when we went out for fun, we met a group of refugees in the suburbs and said They escaped from Huizhou. I told them that the war in Huizhou had subsided and told them to go home, but they said...the government wanted to kill them."
"We don't understand why the government wanted to kill the people. After careful questioning, we found out that they had been coerced by Gu country rebels to do things for them. It was just some chores such as burning fire and chopping wood, and they actually killed them... You say, If it's just the government, why did it issue such an order?"
"There are many cynics among us. When this incident happened, the Qingping Poetry Club was established under the outrage."
When it came to the incident in Huizhou, Chi Yi's heart was troubled again, and the devastated scene at that time appeared in his mind.It overlapped with the scene of He Rongchuan holding his hand and leading him to write a few nights ago, and his heart was sour.
In the evening, the sky was overcast all day, and finally the raindrops came down.Everyone moved into the room to continue, Chi Yi was so troubled by the gentle brain circuit, he went to rest aside, Tian Xin followed him all the time.
After listening to the poems all afternoon, he finally heard something.Many of these poems are indeed scolding the tyrant, mainly talking about his indiscriminate killing of innocent people.In addition, there are criticisms of various departments of the imperial court, local state capitals, and even wealthy businessmen and gentry, and many of the statements are consistent with the historical trend of later generations.
Chi Yi understood the reason why the system asked him to protect this poetry club.If this kind of organization is used well, the power of public opinion can maintain social stability, and it also belongs to the main task of saving the tyrant.But there is a premise...they can't even scold the tyrant himself.
Although Chi Yi also felt that some of He Rongchuan's tyrant behavior should be scolded, but he knew that scolding the emperor in the feudal era was a violation of social rules and would cause even greater chaos.He explained this truth to Tian Xin, but it didn't make any sense.
During the stalemate, a voice suddenly came from a distance: "Which one of you let him in?!"
Chi Yi raised his head and saw Sun You, the president of Qingping Poetry Club, walking over angrily.
Tian Xin hurriedly said: "This is Mr. Chi, he helped us before..."
"He helped us," Sun You glared at the two of them, "but you are not allowed to tell him about the Qingping Poetry Club."
"why?"
"Qingping Poetry Club insists that the world is the first, and there are other things in front of him, not our like-minded people."
Chi Yi froze for a moment, then realized what he was referring to.When Chi Yi first met these people, he made up a lot of weird things in order to win them over. For example, he helped the tyrant because of love, and he loved He Rongchuan to death...
Now he feels that if he was able to say that kind of thing at that time, maybe a part of him really thought that way.
Chi Yi didn't open his mouth to refute.If Sun You has already identified him as a love brain, no matter how much he persuades him, it will be useless.Looks like I'll have to think of another way.
After we broke up with Sun You, there was no longer a sedan chair to see him off when we went down the mountain.At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, washing out the muddy mountains.He groped in the dark for a long time but couldn't find the way down, and he didn't want to deal with the group of people above, so he had to walk through the trees, grass and rocks, and carefully climbed down the steep hillside.
"These people are so annoying..." Chi Yi kicked a pebble, cursing, "It was He Rongchuan himself who promoted their imperial examinations, and it was he who put the selected candidates in important positions. Now these people actually gather together Want to scold him together? Isn't this ungrateful!"
"How can the Poetry Club continue to exist without letting them scold the tyrant?! Even if I go back and ask He Rongchuan to do my best to treat them well, the people who have been killed in the past will be stains that cannot be erased, let alone They are gone, I like him so much that I don't even mind..."
Thinking of those bad things, Chi Yi kicked the stone hard again.
As a result, he kicked crookedly, his feet slipped, and the whole person was brought to the ground, rolling down the mountain with a murmur of inertia.
If Chi Yi wanted to stop rolling and stand up, he could do it, but he was too lazy to go down the hill a little bit, so he just let himself roll down, at worst, he would get covered in mud, and just go back to Yuquan Pond and roll again.
But rolling, he felt that he bumped into something, as if it was a person...
The man supported his weight with his body, protected him in his arms with both hands, and said softly, "Where is the injury? Does it hurt?"
It was as if a ball of soft cotton rubbed against his heart.Chi Yi raised his head suddenly, and saw He Rongchuan's tall figure was covered with a rain curtain, and the rain was dripping down his sharp eyebrows, but his eyes were gentle.
At this time, what Chi Yi thought about was not why he appeared here, but, he missed him so much...
So Chi Yi, who was still swearing and kicking stones just now, suddenly relaxed his body, limp in his arms weakly, hugged his waist like grabbing a life-saving straw, arched his muddy head in front of him, and stuck it into his nose She cried a little: "I thought I'd never see you again..."
The author has something to say: When I first conceived this article, I made up a lot of the sweet daily life of the two of them. Although they are not officially together yet, I will finally write it =W= I am afraid that if I write too much, I will panic hhh
I would like to ask everyone for a leave in advance><Every little red flower is my overnight stay, if this continues, I will die suddenly.In the future, if I can’t write [-] words a day, I will save two days and send them together.If I don't update it, I will take a look at it the next day.
Chi Yi had never seen a tyrant so embarrassed, and he wanted to listen to him a few more words, pretending to be serious: "Your Majesty wants to tell me, are these poems satirizing you? It has been spread among the people, but if other scholars see it..."
"Chi Yi." He Rongchuan interrupted with a trembling voice, grabbed his arm with an unnatural expression, and his eyes were slightly red.
Chi Yi just smiled at him, "Could it be that I didn't understand correctly? Isn't that what you want to say?"
He Rongchuan's breathing became more and more rapid, his eyebrows and eyes were twisted together, his burning eyes were glued to him, his lips opened and closed several times, and the words he uttered were extremely thin: "I..."
"Huh?" Chi Yi probed.
"I……"
He Rongchuan suddenly walked around him with one arm, picked up a pen, and scratched twice on the poem draft on the table, "...I'll go and see why your millet porridge is still not ready."
After he finished speaking, he ran away, ran two steps and then turned back, clumsily held Chi Yi's face, kissed it quickly on the forehead, and ran away again.
Chi Yi: ...
What to run!Does he eat people? !
Chi Yi looked at the paper on the table. He Rongchuan's last line of poetry was: "Longing for the sages to revive Qingping".It was originally a political allegory, but he first underlined the whole sentence, and then circled the first two words of the verse.
yearn for...
Chi Yi tasted every word he just said carefully, with mixed feelings in his heart.
For a while, I feel that the tyrant is indifferent and ruthless, but only appreciates himself, so I should be happy.After a while, He Rongchuan felt so painstaking about such a simple matter, maybe he didn't know how to speak, so he had held it in his heart for a long time.After a while, I began to regret that I should not force the cold tyrant to tell the truth, now I can't pretend to be confused, what if he forced himself to respond?
He traced the circled two characters stroke by stroke.Chi Yi felt that after living for more than 20 years, it was indeed the first time that he had such a strong and deep feeling for a person, probably the so-called feeling of coming love.
However, He Rongchuan had killed so many people in the past, even if he didn't mind his black history, he still had to consider his own safety.He is merciless to his relatives, so why should he be an exception?
He can't bear to do it now because he still thinks it's new. If he really has some emotional entanglements with him in the future, the passion fades after a long time, and one day the quarrel becomes urgent, what should he do if he draws the knife with himself?run away?Is it still possible to escape by then?
Chi Yi thought in a mess, and traced the two words in his pen into black bumps.
So when He Rongchuan came back with a bowl of millet porridge with a lot of sugar added, he just took it, bowed his head and drank the porridge silently, without saying anything.
I don't know how to say it, I just hide.
Fortunately, He Rongchuan didn't force him to answer immediately, he stayed in Zhenghuai Palace just like before.
He sleeps until noon every day, and doesn't meet He Rongchuan who gets up before dawn.When it was almost evening, I went out, strolled around in the imperial garden where the foundation was laid but nothing was built, and when I was tired from shopping, I went to Chunyang Palace to look for the concubine Wan to pet the cat, and stayed until the dead of night before going back.
He and the tyrant tacitly became roommates who never spoke.
……
A few days later, it was the day of the Qingping Poetry Club meeting. Chi Yi thought of his task with no progress, and planned to go and see the situation in person.
The meeting place is on the top of a mountain in the outskirts. The mountain is not very high, but it is extremely steep, which means "pretty dangerous and proud of the world".People from the Poetry Club set up a fence at the foot of the mountain. Chi Yi went over to declare his family name, and soon someone from the mountain came to pick him up, but blocked the secret guard who tried to come in with him.
Chi Yi thought about it for a while. They were all literati and had no motive to hurt him. He was planning to persuade the hidden guards not to follow him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, the hidden guards changed their attitude for some reason and expressed their willingness to wait for him at the door.
Chi Yi was carried up the mountain into the garden by a sedan chair, and saw many familiar faces in various pavilions and pavilions.The person who came to greet him was Tian Xin, who is now the second in command of this organization.Tian Xin was very pleasantly surprised to see him, and took him to listen to the poems recited by the crowd. After he said he didn't understand, he explained each sentence for him.
Chi Yi asked casually while listening: "Why do you suddenly have the idea of forming an association?"
Tian Xin didn't intend to hide anything from him: "A few of us used to write articles on politics in Zhu Ziyuan, and then we became officials, so this matter fell into disuse. A few days ago when we went out for fun, we met a group of refugees in the suburbs and said They escaped from Huizhou. I told them that the war in Huizhou had subsided and told them to go home, but they said...the government wanted to kill them."
"We don't understand why the government wanted to kill the people. After careful questioning, we found out that they had been coerced by Gu country rebels to do things for them. It was just some chores such as burning fire and chopping wood, and they actually killed them... You say, If it's just the government, why did it issue such an order?"
"There are many cynics among us. When this incident happened, the Qingping Poetry Club was established under the outrage."
When it came to the incident in Huizhou, Chi Yi's heart was troubled again, and the devastated scene at that time appeared in his mind.It overlapped with the scene of He Rongchuan holding his hand and leading him to write a few nights ago, and his heart was sour.
In the evening, the sky was overcast all day, and finally the raindrops came down.Everyone moved into the room to continue, Chi Yi was so troubled by the gentle brain circuit, he went to rest aside, Tian Xin followed him all the time.
After listening to the poems all afternoon, he finally heard something.Many of these poems are indeed scolding the tyrant, mainly talking about his indiscriminate killing of innocent people.In addition, there are criticisms of various departments of the imperial court, local state capitals, and even wealthy businessmen and gentry, and many of the statements are consistent with the historical trend of later generations.
Chi Yi understood the reason why the system asked him to protect this poetry club.If this kind of organization is used well, the power of public opinion can maintain social stability, and it also belongs to the main task of saving the tyrant.But there is a premise...they can't even scold the tyrant himself.
Although Chi Yi also felt that some of He Rongchuan's tyrant behavior should be scolded, but he knew that scolding the emperor in the feudal era was a violation of social rules and would cause even greater chaos.He explained this truth to Tian Xin, but it didn't make any sense.
During the stalemate, a voice suddenly came from a distance: "Which one of you let him in?!"
Chi Yi raised his head and saw Sun You, the president of Qingping Poetry Club, walking over angrily.
Tian Xin hurriedly said: "This is Mr. Chi, he helped us before..."
"He helped us," Sun You glared at the two of them, "but you are not allowed to tell him about the Qingping Poetry Club."
"why?"
"Qingping Poetry Club insists that the world is the first, and there are other things in front of him, not our like-minded people."
Chi Yi froze for a moment, then realized what he was referring to.When Chi Yi first met these people, he made up a lot of weird things in order to win them over. For example, he helped the tyrant because of love, and he loved He Rongchuan to death...
Now he feels that if he was able to say that kind of thing at that time, maybe a part of him really thought that way.
Chi Yi didn't open his mouth to refute.If Sun You has already identified him as a love brain, no matter how much he persuades him, it will be useless.Looks like I'll have to think of another way.
After we broke up with Sun You, there was no longer a sedan chair to see him off when we went down the mountain.At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, washing out the muddy mountains.He groped in the dark for a long time but couldn't find the way down, and he didn't want to deal with the group of people above, so he had to walk through the trees, grass and rocks, and carefully climbed down the steep hillside.
"These people are so annoying..." Chi Yi kicked a pebble, cursing, "It was He Rongchuan himself who promoted their imperial examinations, and it was he who put the selected candidates in important positions. Now these people actually gather together Want to scold him together? Isn't this ungrateful!"
"How can the Poetry Club continue to exist without letting them scold the tyrant?! Even if I go back and ask He Rongchuan to do my best to treat them well, the people who have been killed in the past will be stains that cannot be erased, let alone They are gone, I like him so much that I don't even mind..."
Thinking of those bad things, Chi Yi kicked the stone hard again.
As a result, he kicked crookedly, his feet slipped, and the whole person was brought to the ground, rolling down the mountain with a murmur of inertia.
If Chi Yi wanted to stop rolling and stand up, he could do it, but he was too lazy to go down the hill a little bit, so he just let himself roll down, at worst, he would get covered in mud, and just go back to Yuquan Pond and roll again.
But rolling, he felt that he bumped into something, as if it was a person...
The man supported his weight with his body, protected him in his arms with both hands, and said softly, "Where is the injury? Does it hurt?"
It was as if a ball of soft cotton rubbed against his heart.Chi Yi raised his head suddenly, and saw He Rongchuan's tall figure was covered with a rain curtain, and the rain was dripping down his sharp eyebrows, but his eyes were gentle.
At this time, what Chi Yi thought about was not why he appeared here, but, he missed him so much...
So Chi Yi, who was still swearing and kicking stones just now, suddenly relaxed his body, limp in his arms weakly, hugged his waist like grabbing a life-saving straw, arched his muddy head in front of him, and stuck it into his nose She cried a little: "I thought I'd never see you again..."
The author has something to say: When I first conceived this article, I made up a lot of the sweet daily life of the two of them. Although they are not officially together yet, I will finally write it =W= I am afraid that if I write too much, I will panic hhh
I would like to ask everyone for a leave in advance><Every little red flower is my overnight stay, if this continues, I will die suddenly.In the future, if I can’t write [-] words a day, I will save two days and send them together.If I don't update it, I will take a look at it the next day.
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