Hypocrites

Wangducheng seems unchanged from two years ago.The watchtower in Nanluli has a new owner, and it still stands ostentatiously among the contiguous roofs.

The Shen family's house in Beilu used to be neglected by no one, the vines climbed out of the wall and drooped down their branches.

Shen Yu pushed the door open, and there was someone inside.

"All the weeds are pulled out. Hey, hey, the woody vines can't be moved! They planted them by themselves!"

Deng Yang was like a rich man in the land, wearing a gold-embellished robe with his hips akimbo directing his subordinates to work. When he saw someone entering the door, he took off his bamboo hat, revealing the face of an acquaintance.

Deng Yang: "?"

"Ghost!" Deng Yang yelled, slipped and fell to the ground.

"It is said that there is no one left in your family. Some time ago, the new emperor pardoned the world, so I dared to take off the seal of your house and thought about cleaning it. My mother said that after death, the soul returns to the hometown and sees the ruins of the house. Reincarnation is not safe."

Shen Yu said: "My hometown is not in Wangdu City."

Deng Yangping stepped back, the hall of the Shen family was as clean as new, and the two sat opposite each other.Deng Yang sent someone to the market to buy good wine and food to entertain Shen Yu who had traveled a long distance.

"Yes, yes, yes," Deng Yang said, "but you're back now? I'm doing work today, and I want to ask if Mr. Shen will come back as soon as he pushes the door when he sees the house is cleaned."

The two of them were sandwiching vegetables, Shen Yu poached a few mouthfuls of rice, Deng Yang suddenly wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

"What are you doing?" Shen Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Deng Yang said: "Too many people have died in the past two years. I didn't expect you to be alive. What about Brother Jun and Mr. Cui? And last time, I met the kid who said he would be an official in the future. He didn't talk to that boy. Nice, how are they?"

Shen Yu replied: "Brother Jun and Mr. Cui are both safe and sound."

Without further ado, Deng Yang knew it.The room fell silent.

Deng Yang poured a glass of wine and spilled it on the ground: "Sincerity and courage cannot be beaten, my friend's soul has returned."

Shen Yu also toasted.

"What are your plans when you come back?" Deng Yang asked

Shen Yu didn't answer, so he said, "Don't live here, the neighbors are watching. Come and live at my house, I'll cover you."

Shen Yudao: "It's not like you don't know what will happen to those who cover my family."

"What am I afraid of?" Deng Yang said, "The emperor has pardoned you, who dares to embarrass you? Isn't that a disobedience? Behead his head and destroy his family."

After speaking, both of them smiled wryly.Who could be familiar with Shen Yu because the clan was exterminated for not obeying the edict?

"That's it. Don't worry, I have a house of my own, and we will live together, so my family won't be affected."

After drinking and eating, Deng Yang said: "Accompany me to the Xishi Bookstore. The boss left me a set of booklets last time."

The West Market is as prosperous as before, and the closing time of the market is much later than before. At night, there is a lot of traffic and lights.

Shen Yu was used to wearing a bamboo hat, with the straw eaves covering his face, and went to the bookstore with Deng Yang.The storefront remained the same, the boss was dozing off, he looked much older, and did not recognize the man in the bamboo hat behind Deng Yang.

"You are the only one who still takes care of my business. Those little brothers from the past are not here anymore."

Deng Yang said, "I will come again in the future."

The two went to the library to get books, Shen Yu waited outside with his hands behind his back, the lantern was too dim, half of his body was hidden in the shadows.In the distance is the majestic and magnificent Xie Ling Pavilion. The warm colors in winter and the bells on the cornices seem to be able to hear the melodious voices of singing girls and the bustle of drinking in the building.

Some people came back from the Xie Ling Pavilion, and more people were heading there.

The people who came back drank too much wine, swayed every step, swayed to and fro, looking like a dandy enjoying the wealth and honor in the world.

Shen Yu made way for him, and the man supported the wall, refraining from vomiting, leaning his back against the wall for a long while, reeking of alcohol.

"What time is it?" the man muttered.

Shen Yu answered him: "It's the end of Haishi."

Hearing Shen Yu's voice, the man raised his face, his beautiful eyes were foggy.This is also a kind of fate, Shen Yu thought to himself, when he met again at the beginning, he drank a lot.

He came to pick off Shen Yu's sleeve again, and along the sleeve, he touched his arm, his shoulder, and Shen Yu's face.The fingers are icy and cool, as if drawing along the bridge of the nose and the corners of the eyes.

Shen Yu stood motionless, and he leaned forward.

"I drank too much," he said.

"You're drunk." Shen Yu said lightly.

"You carry me back." He asked again.

Shen Yu pulled out his hand and held his shoulder that kept slipping.The nape of the neck was wet, and the tears soaked through Shen Yu's clothes, wet his skin, and penetrated deeper.

The man was crying violently, sobbing while hugging Shen Yu.

"Brother Yu!" Deng Yang came out of the library and looked at them in horror.

Shen Yu supported the man to stand still, seeing that he was really about to fall, he leaned the man against the wall, and when he was about to walk away, his sleeves were pulled.

"Hey!" the man shouted, "you're leaving again!"

Shen Yu took off his clothes and disappeared into the market crowd with Deng Yang. A group of people came out from the alleyway behind the bookshop—"Your Majesty..."

The lights still shrouded the street, and there was no one in the bright light.

At the foot of Zhangshan Mountain, Zhanglu Academy, it is the vernal equinox, and the wheat seedlings in the field will show up.

After telling a story, Mr. stopped to drink tea to moisten his throat.

The student urged: "What happened later? If the emperor finds out that Duke Shen is still alive, will he be arrested and put in prison?"

One person said: "It's for sure! At the beginning, the emperor decreed that Marquis Liwu beheaded the Shen family, and Shen Gong was considered a fish that slipped through the net. If the emperor finds out, he must be doomed!"

At this time, the youngest student, Cui Heng jumped up and retorted: "Nonsense! Mr. Shen is the emperor's companion, how could the emperor kill him!"

"Duke Shen's father was still the emperor's teacher, so he died overnight!"

Cui Heng shouted: "That's what Emperor Xianling did, not the new emperor!"

"Heng'er, don't quarrel." Shen Yu at the same table pulled his hand, and Cui Heng sat down beside him.

The student who was arguing with Cui Heng was young and tall, and he was tall and big. Cui Heng was a little afraid of him, but Shen Yu was not. wise."

Mu Jie's deskmate also booed: "Yes, yes!" After speaking, Mu Jie rubbed his head and dangled like a gourd.

"No, no," the students laughed, "Xiao Fei should say yes and no, not yes and no."

"Sit down and sit down." Mr. knocked on the table.

The students were sitting upright, Yan Fei saved his head from Mu Jie's hands, and fiddled with his hair with a downcast face.He was young, and his family tied a pair of buns, which were shiny and smooth, and looked easy to knead. He was bullied by Mu Jie all day long.

"The discussion was very good, and the debate was good," said the gentleman. "What you said is very reasonable. When Mr. Shen was in danger, the officials of the DPRK and China spoke uprightly, and the friends around him saved him from fire and water. Only at that time The prince does not know what to do. In addition, two years have passed, people's hearts have changed, and they cannot trust each other. Why don't you go straight into the palace and complain to the saint?"

"What then?"

"Later... the year when the Shen family in Ruyang County disappeared into history, what did the crown prince of Wangdu City do..."

The gentleman covered the tea bowl, and the tits in the woods were chattering non-stop. He turned to the next page of the unofficial history.