Startled Meng

The scholar's name was Pei Yuantang, and he was holding the book in his sleeve, his eyes straightened: "So it's true that there is a golden house in the book?"

You Su was also surprised: "I, this! Who gave me virtue?"

Yu Fangzhi was leaning on the iron pile, with a smile on his lips, secretly thinking that Xiaoqing was moving so fast!

The jailer pretended to be blind, pretended to be deaf, and opened the door to let them in. Yousu was originally a different cell, and seeing this scene, he couldn't even drive him away. Besides, Mr. Fu had privately ordered to take good care of them, so the three of them All the jailers turned a blind eye and closed their eyes, and they didn't even put the shackles on them.

The three of them entered the cell, Pei Yuantang looked here and there, and found that the thatch on the ground had been cleared away, there was a comfortable soft cushion on the bed, and there were even clean bedding and pillows. The smell of smoked wormwood.

Yu Fangzhi had already laid down on the paved bed, and Pei Yuantang also sat down next to the edge of the bed: "The treatment in prison is so good?" Hearing what he said, Yousu covered her mouth and smiled.

Yu Fang knew how to take out a bag of shortbread from under the mat and handed it to the two of them. You Su tasted a piece and exclaimed: "It's still hot?!"

Pei Yuantang didn't eat shortbread, Chao Yu Fangzhi bowed, his eyes were full of gratitude, Yu Fangzhi pulled his hand down, and said, "What are you doing?"

"Yesterday, Mr. Yu came to rescue him, and today, Mr. Yu and Miss Yousu share the joys and sorrows. This is Yuantang's blessing."

Yousu followed suit and bowed: "If you say that, it is because of me that you offended Fan Zhi. Yousu is very grateful, please pay respects to Yousu."

Yu Fangzhi shouted to stop, leaned on the soft bed, and said slowly: "I was the one who beat Fan Zhi with a sack yesterday, don't you blame me for getting you into prison?"

Pei Yuantang said: "Young master Yu has done something I dare not do, Yuantang admires it."

You Su also said: "It's good to stay in prison, but if you go out, maybe Fan Zhi will come and ask for trouble!"

Yu Fang knew that Pei Yuantang and You Su thought highly of him. He has always done things recklessly, and now he is in prison to see someone, or to wait for someone to come to see him. It is also because of this reason that the pampered rich young master Only then can he swallow his anger and nest in this palm-sized cage.

Gradually, as the sun was setting outside the square window, Pei Yuantang couldn't sit still, and his face was full of worry: "I don't know when we will be let out..." After worrying, he remembered that he had to take the exam, and lowered his head to study, "The so-called self-cultivation Those who rectify their minds: if there is anger in the body, they cannot be rectified; if there are fears, they cannot be rectified; if there are pleasures, they cannot be rectified; if there are sorrows, they cannot be rectified..."

On the contrary, You Su was quite proud of herself, she tore up the thatch of the prison next door to weave several flower baskets.

Yu Fang knew that he was drowsy, and when he heard footsteps not far away, he cheered up again. It was still early, and logically it shouldn't be this time. He looked out suspiciously, his sight was blocked, and he could only see A He grasped the sleeves of the black corner of the robe, feeling a little nervous.

"Brother Yu!"

"Brother Xie?" Yu Fangzhi heaved a sigh of relief when he saw it was Xie Xuan.

Xie Xuan was stunned when he saw this out-of-the-ordinary prison cell, "This, this, this" for a long time and couldn't say a complete sentence, and finally asked Fangzhi if he couldn't think about it, so he paid a lot of money to come in and experience it.

He also heard about the matter, Xie Xuan knew that Fan Zhi was not a kind person, and also knew that Yu Fangzhi was a man who couldn't rub his eyes. It is conceivable that the two collided and fought when they met, but they didn't know how they bumped into each other. of.

Yu Fangzhi pointed to Pei Yuantang and Yousu behind him, Xie Xuan immediately imagined the legendary story of a hero saving the beauty, and whispered that General Xie and Master Fu are very hypocritical, if necessary...

Yu Fangzhi immediately waved his hand, saying that he hadn't had enough sleep in the prison and wanted to experience it again.

Xie Xuan choked, unable to figure out where the prison was comfortable, maybe some idiots and resentful ghosts would come out at night, thinking about it made goose bumps all over his body, and he didn't want to stay any longer, so he quickly sent the food box he brought in.

"Your boy asked me to bring it in."

"Thank you!"

After seeing off Xie Xuan, Yu Fangzhi called the other two to have dinner.Xiaoqing was concerned about her young master, and was afraid that he would not have enough to eat and wear warmly in prison, so she stuffed it in with a lot of food, barely enough for three people.

The three of them were eating when the jailer came over with a food box and took a closer look, hey!No reason!Eat better than them!The few steamed buns stuffed in the food box were really ugly, but he was too embarrassed to take them back. Fortunately, Pei Yuantang didn’t choose anything, and he was afraid that he would not be full after sharing the food he knew, so he took the food box after thanking him. passed.

Yu Fangzhi was chewing on the meatloaf, seeing that Pei Yuantang and Yousu were eating steamed buns, he also grabbed one to taste.

"Bah, bah, bah! It's so unpalatable!"

Pei Yuantang's family was not well-off, so he didn't dare to talk to him, and swallowed silently. Yousu knew that this was a young master who could make do with the whole banquet, so he ignored him and ate quietly.

There is not enough light in the prison, and the candles are weak, people are prone to drowsiness, Pei Yuantang and Yousu fell asleep quickly, Yu Fangzhi whistled with a piece of thatch in his mouth, humming intermittently, intermittently, barely audible It is a minor tune in the Jiangnan area.

The thatch dangled in his mouth, the candlelight pulled the thatch into thin strips, suddenly the flame jumped, Yu Fangzhi's eyes froze, the tune stopped, the thatch in his mouth was vomited, and he listened carefully to the movement in the prison.

Yu Fang knew that he had a premonition, and suddenly looked up, it turned out that Ruku was hanging upside down on the beam.

Ruku had already inquired clearly before he came, and now is the time when the jailer is most relaxed. With his and his master's skills, it is a breeze to escape, but it is difficult to bring two oil bottles that are powerless. , but not too difficult.

Ruku hangs the rope and hangs down the stolen key.

Unexpectedly, Yu Fangzhi didn't answer, but waved him to leave quickly.

Ruku was puzzled, while hesitating, the master and servant had heard the movement, someone was coming!Seeing this, Ruku couldn't stay any longer, held his breath and left quickly.

Yu Fangzhi also tilted his head and pretended to be asleep, trying to find out the reality of the visitor.

After closing his eyes, he could hear the man's footsteps very clearly. The soap boots stepped on the wet ground and made a crackling sound. He walked in two steps in three steps, and then slowed down as he approached, becoming a little heavy.

Yu Fangzhi stood still and was leaning against the iron railing. When he noticed that the man squatted down in front of him, his breath was slightly stagnant, and then he sighed.

"Stop pretending."

Yu Fangzhi had no choice but to open his eyes: "...Master Fu."

"I don't know you yet? The steamed buns are made of aged brown rice noodles, do you know how to eat them?" Fu Chun saw that Yu Fangzhi had the intention of defending himself, and said, "Otherwise, you'll just eat it and then you'll piss it off. "

Yu Fang knew: "...Master Fu has a clear understanding of the details, and the grass people admire it." Behind them, Pei Yuantang and Yousu slept deeply, and there was no sign of waking up.

"The medicine has a light effect and can only last for one night." Fu Chun ignored the overly comfortable cell and said slowly, "I underestimated you."

Yu Fangzhi: "Master Fu take care of me more." If Fu Chun didn't allow it, how could Xiaoqing manage it so well.

The greetings were almost over, Fu Chun moved a little closer: "Boy, is your dad okay?"

In the classroom, he heard his subordinates say that he was the son of Yu Wanqian, but he was still skeptical. Seeing this kid's generous appearance, he was funny and familiar. Since he was the child of an old friend, how could he be willing to criticize him, saying that he would hit twenty It's also pretending, thinking to take him down first, and then release him after everyone has left, who knows that this kid has a lot of ideas, so he wants to explore this cell.

Yu Fangzhi nodded: "Very good, at the beginning of the year he chased me up to the roof."

Yu Fangzhi was not surprised by Fu Chun's attitude, but Fu Chun liked it a little more. It must have been explained by Yu Wanqian before entering Beijing.

Xu thought of his youth. Fu Chun, who was over half a century old, smiled so easily. His gray sideburns and wrinkles on his face couldn't stop him from stretching his smile: "It's been 14 years, and I've been gone for 14 years. Without sending a letter, I just know that Mr. Yu has become the richest man in Yin."

Yu Fangzhi: "I didn't see you send a message then."

"You boy!" Fu Chun choked, pointing at Yu Fangzhi and smiled, "Didn't Yu Wanqian miss you when he left Beijing?"

"I was seven years old."

14 years ago was a time that could be avoided. Fu Chun only picked some happy memories, but "back then" was not possible, and he couldn't avoid it. Seven years old is good, the age to cry and make a lot of noise." Fu Chun has no children under his knees, and I don't know if he thought of someone's child, who is also about seven years old and loves to cry and make a lot of noise.

Yu Fangzhi made a puzzled expression: "Master Fu, do you know why he left Beijing back then?"

Fu Chun paused, wanted to shake his head, but stopped halfway through the shaking, lowered his head as if nodding, but did not move, his official hat was tilted to one side, his waist was bent, and the shadow on the wall was only so big.

"Back then..." After only the beginning, Fu Chun bit his lips, as if these two words were accidentally leaked out.

He tried to speak again: "When I first served as Minister of Dali Temple, your father was a well-known big merchant in Beijing, and almost became an imperial merchant, and Mr. Meng, we, we..."

He smiled towards Yu Fangzhi, it wasn't the kindness that is unique to juniors at his age, nor the superficial smile of those in high positions, it was because he couldn't help but smile apologetically, a little embarrassed, The cloudy eyeballs were dull.

He began to seriously think about what happened back then, but the story was very long and bloody. Just thinking about it made him sigh uncontrollably, each sound getting longer and longer, which made people feel flustered, and he didn't want to say it. Can't say it, afraid, afraid that no one will understand what he has been worrying about for so many years.

This square inch of land seems to have been forgotten by the world, time passed very slowly, and there was no sound of beating watch outside, did Yu Fang know when it was now? He looked at Fu Chun quietly, who was in front of him The one who held him in his arms and coaxed him when he was a child.

He heard Fu Chun let out a long sigh, as if he had endured it for a long time, and he was so aggrieved that his eyes turned red as soon as his anger subsided.

"It's miserable...it's too miserable. They're all scattered. If they die, if they leave, I'm the only one left."

Yu Fangzhi felt that he was cruel, but at the same time felt that he could be more cruel: "What happened at that time, did your lord--" The questioning stopped abruptly, Yu Fangzhi's heart softened, he couldn't continue, and he swallowed all the words that followed .

Fu Chun shook his head, not knowing what Yu Fangzhi was talking about, and he didn't know why he was shaking his head. He just felt that the prison was too dark, and the ground seemed to be covered with a thick layer of dirt. He fell to the ground with a "plop", and touched Hands are wet.

It was black, like thick blood. Fu Chun stared at the palm of his hand obsessively, and suddenly sobbed: "It's hopeless! It's hopeless!" The vague and muddy words stuck in his roar, and he felt deeply powerless. , "14 years... I alone lived 14 more years..."

He stood up unsteadily.

Yu Fangzhi lowered his head, and in his eyes, Fu Chun's long and thin shadow was gradually disappearing. He bid farewell in a deep voice: "Master Fu...slow down!."

With the flickering of the candle, Yu Fang Zhiku sat all night.

It wasn't until the next day when the jailer unlocked the lock and let them leave that Yu knew he had never seen Fu Chun again.