How to wear a villain? [Book wear]

Behind Shen Shi, of course, was the Emperor Da Da who didn't see the national teacher running to look for him when he returned to the temple at night.

Xiao Minglie missed Shen Shi wholeheartedly. When he came, he only saw his family sitting at the door in a daze, and he didn't pay attention to what happened in the ancestral hall. He hugged Shen Shi, and only kept it when his emotions stabilized a little. The existing posture looked up.

After seeing everything in front of him clearly, Xiao Minglie's mind was settled, his eyes flickered, and he didn't say anything.

After a long silence, Xiao Minglie got up, took off his cloak and put it on Shen Shi, then helped him up, touched his forehead lightly with his fingertips, and said, "It's okay."

Shen Shi turned his head to look at Xiao Minglie, and said softly, "What's the matter?" Obviously the general didn't die in the original text, what's the matter?

Hearing the uneasiness and fear in Shen Shi's voice, Xiao Minglie's expression was tinged with distress. He took Shen Shi's hand and walked to the right side of the futon. After a while, he said in a flat tone: "The general probably committed suicide."

Shen Shi's eyes widened in surprise.

Xiao Minglie pointed to the sword stuck in Jiang Mingyu's chest: "That dagger is the sword given to the previous Patriarchs of the General's Mansion. It kills evil and destroys no way, and it is called Wuwang."

It was only passed down to the previous patriarchs, the dagger that only Jiang Mingyu would have, and such a gesture of complete repentance.

Shen Shi looked at Jiang Mingyu who was kneeling on the futon, and suddenly found that there was a relieved smile on the corner of the latter's lips.

If so, if so...

The autumn wind was cold and cold at night, the door of the ancestral hall was not closed, the yellow paper on the incense table was blown rustling, and soon some of them were blown off by the wind, and fell at Shen Shi's feet.

Faintly seeing the handwriting on it, Shen Shi picked up the yellow paper, turned it over, and found that there was only one sentence written repeatedly on the paper.

——"May in the next life, when I attain Bodhi, my body will be like glass, clear inside and out, pure without blemish, bright and vast."

Shen Shi was stunned for a moment, and reached out to pick up all the yellow papers on the incense case. Sure enough, the same sentence was full on the back of every yellow paper.

The general who has always insisted that the responsibility is too high will commit suicide. Shen Shi obviously couldn't accept this fact. He loosened his fingers feebly, and the yellow paper fell into the brazier in front of the case, and soon disappeared.

Gone, just gone.

Shen Shi couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart now, but now, the mood when he created the character Jiang Mingyu in his novel became clear in his mind.

Responsible, know how to take responsibility, taciturn but more serious than anyone else, this man who condensed the qualities that Shen Shi thought was the best, just disappeared.

why?why?

Shen Shi clenched his fist tightly, letting his nails pierce into his palm, Xiao Minglie, who was standing behind him, soon realized that something was wrong with Shen Shi, and hurriedly stepped forward to break off Shen Shi's palm, stroking Shen Shi's back with his right hand , silent comfort.

The ancestral hall returned to silence again.

The two of them just stood there motionless, until the sky outside became brighter, Shen Shi grasped Xiao Minglie's lapel feebly, closed his eyes and said, "What should be... let's do it."

After a long time, he heard Xiao Minglie's voice.

"Decree, General Jiang Mingyu died on September [-]th in the third year of Tianxi in Daqi. I feel his sincerity, posthumously give it to the Duke of Zhen, posthumously grant him the posthumous title of Marquis of Anping, order him to hide in Xiaoshan, build a temple, and enjoy sacrifices at four o'clock."

As soon as the words fell, the voice of Yingwei No. [-] outside instantly sounded: "Yes!"

……

It is indeed true to say that a person dies like a lamp goes out.

It has been three months since Jiang Mingyu passed away.

Needless to say, the general's prestige in the hearts of the people, on the day of the burial, the people saw him off for hundreds of miles, crying unceasingly, and they spontaneously became the general in March, and the temples continued to burn incense.

Jiang Mingyu, the great general of Zhenguo, was well-known throughout the world for his outstanding military exploits during his lifetime, and he also lived up to the centuries-old glory of the General's Mansion after his death.

But no matter how glamorous these things were, it was useless. Everyone in Daqi knew that there would be no second Jiang Mingyu in this world, no second person who would bear the responsibility and glory of the General's Mansion and devote his whole life to his family and country.

Gone is gone.

Others knew this, so Shen Shi naturally knew it too, but this time, not only did the three months not reduce the dullness in his heart, but it made the dullness accumulate into a cocoon.

Diamond has always been an otaku who can do everything with a good night's sleep, but he tried his best but couldn't get out.

Seeing Shen Shi's state in the past three months, Xiao Minglie was also very anxious. He knew the reason for Jiang Mingyu's suicide, but he would not tell Shen Shi the reason anyway, so he could only rely on comfort. Now that all the comforting methods have been used and Shen Shi still lost weight quickly, Xiao Minglie couldn't stand it anymore, so he took Xiao Mingyuan in to do hard work by himself, and took Shen Shi out for a tour of the mountains and rivers by himself.

Before going out, Xiao Minglie accompanied Shen Shi to the General's Mansion. The white cloth and white lanterns outside the General's Mansion hadn't been replaced yet. Shen Shi looked at it for a while, then turned his head and said, "Let's go."

Some people's lives are thinner than paper after all.

So, forget it.

……

In your whole life, there will always be one thing that makes you regret it too much, even if you die.

For Jiang Mingyu, the thing he regretted the most in his life was being blinded by emotions for a while and believing in Su Rou.

Probably except him and Su Rou, no one knew that Su Rou had been to his tent on the eve of his preparation to attack the Northern Huns.

The two talked in the middle of the night, Jiang Mingyu laughed at himself, that is, that night, he believed in Su Rou's words, and believed in what the other party said in a pitiful gesture, which he had repented of and did not want to cause casualties.

Because he believed this, he agreed to stop the attack and allow the opponent to withdraw his troops.

The results of it?The result is countless wronged souls and devastated cities.

What is this?Jiang Mingyu lowered his eyes. He had failed the responsibility and honor of the General's Mansion, failed his beliefs, failed his principles, failed the trust of the people of Daqi, and failed all those who had full expectations of him.

Jiang Mingyu felt guilty every time he saw the national teacher desperately hoping for his recovery when he was treating him.

Unable to turn back, Jiang Mingyu knelt in the ancestral hall and kowtowed to the memorial tablet one after another.

Sorry, I am no longer qualified to bear the responsibility and glory of the General's Mansion.

The General's Mansion never needs sinners.

Let's end it, Jiang Mingyu thought. Guilt and remorse have been suppressed in his heart for too long. After the fall of ten cities, he was attacked and fell off the cliff. He was able to come back only by faith.

But now that the war was over, Jiang Mingyu really felt that he couldn't hold on anymore.

Jiang Mingyu, you are such a coward, he laughed at himself in his heart, stupid and sad coward.

He kowtowed heavily towards the memorial tablet again, and with reverence behind him, he picked up the "Wu Wang" on the incense table.

The Wuwang Sword, which cuts down evil spirits and punishes no way, is bestowed on the head of the General's Mansion, representing the glory of the General's Mansion.

But now, this dagger represents the glory of the General's Mansion, and represents the end of his life.

Jiang Mingyu didn't hesitate, he picked up the short sword and stabbed towards his heart.

Compared with the heartache when I heard that ten cities were massacred, this kind of pain is really not worth mentioning.

It's a pity that there is only one life to pay back, Jiang Mingyu smiled wryly, that's all, the sin can't be washed away, so that's it.

His vision gradually blurred, and many images flashed through his mind.

The first time I learned martial arts as a child, the first martial arts competition in the school field, the excitement when I led the army for the first time, the joy of winning the first battle, and the promise I made every word when I took over the position of head of the family from my father.

I will spend my whole life guarding the glory of the General's Mansion.

Then the picture shows ten cities with blood flowing into rivers.

It's a pity that it still failed.

Consciousness became more and more blurred, Jiang Mingyu raised his eyes and saw a stack of yellow paper on the incense table, there was only one sentence on it.

——"May in the next life, when I attain Bodhi, my body will be like glass, clear inside and out, pure without blemish, bright and vast."

He slowly closed his eyes.

At the end of his consciousness, a bustling street suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. People were coming and going on the street, and the hawkers on the street were shouting one after another. He knew every place here, and it was also here that he met a six-year-old Su Rou.

"Brother, I know you, can you take me home?"

"it is good."

"You are so kind. There are candied haws over there. I invite you to eat them."

"..."

"The flowers in Xiangfu Garden are blooming, they are very beautiful, well, I will give them to you."

"..."

"Little brother, will I marry you when I grow up, I like you so much."

"……it is good."

"Then it's settled, you can wait for me to grow up."

"I will."

"..."

At that time, the sky was very blue, and with his back on his back, he could see her innocent and beautiful smiling face when he looked back.

Just because of this smiling face, he chose to believe that day.

So all bets are lost.

How good would it be if it was just seeing each other for the first time?

Jiang Mingyu gently closed his eyes.

The world he once stayed in is finally dark.