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Chapter 134
In the middle of the night, seeing that the opposite room was still lit, the one who got up at night muttered: "I really stayed up late again, but my spirit is better than mine."
Shaking his head while talking, I really don't know where an old man got so much energy to light the lamp every day, what kind of energy he put in, how many people can understand that book!
Thinking so, he still walked over by the moonlight outside. After a while, a scream made the courtyard uneasy, and many people stood up in their clothes.
He also heard some movements in the yard next door. Zijing, who hadn’t slept yet, pushed open the window and looked around. There were several other people who moved like him, with their dark heads sticking out, and the moonlight shining on their faces was pale. It was frighteningly miserable, and two heads quickly shrank back.
"What happened?"
Hearing this kind of sound in the middle of the night was still very scary. After a while, several rooms lit up, and people came out one after another, and Zijing followed, and then it was known that Ji Lao who was next door had died.
"Why did he die suddenly!"
"I stayed up late yesterday. At such an age, I shouldn't have stayed up late."
"Well, it's probably because of his book again..."
"It's a pity that none of us can read, but the book is still very good."
He got busy in a mess, because Ji Mo had dressed up in advance and lay there, but he didn't need someone to change his clothes or anything, just put his shoes on. Zijing took out his own pair of new shoes, which were a bit big, but bigger than his own. The shoes that didn't clean the dirt were much better.
Ordinary people are a bit taboo about this kind of thing, Zijing did this, and said that Ji Mo had given him the book and hadn't finished reading it, and everyone silently agreed that he could stand as Ji Mo's relative.
Ji Mo's real relative, Ji Ming, had messy hair when he was called over. He really didn't expect that Ji Mo, who was younger than him, would die before him. His younger brother...
The soldiers originally didn't allow them to go out, but Yao Cheng Ji Kui said: "Don't let them go out, whoever will bury this person, can't they just be placed in the yard like this?"
He also just got up from the bed, his clothes hadn't been changed, and there were still wrinkles. The wrinkles and fatigue on his face were especially obvious in this night, so obvious that few people could find that his red eye circles were not from anger.
Ji Ming also enlisted the help of two soldiers, and the group left the capital smoothly. Naturally, the burial must be outside the city, farther away, so as not to obstruct the eyes of the nobles.
"It's really troublesome, my lord, I still follow him at such a late hour."
After everything was done, it was almost dawn, and when I looked back, I found that Yao Cheng was still there. It was a surprise that someone who had never known each other and had nothing to do with him was able to do this and wait here to accompany him all the way. And grateful.
The medicine planter who spoke was the first one to find the body, because he found it first, and he was the one who woke everyone up. He remembered this matter even more deeply, and his apologies to everyone were very sincere. Even Ji Ming, the real relative of God, was underestimated.
Ji Ming didn't have much thought about these things, he followed this sentence and looked at Ji Kui, and the two brothers exchanged a look that only he could understand.
"Where's his book?"
Ji Ming didn't live with the medicine planters, and he came late, so he didn't see how Ji Mo's things were packed. When he asked now, everyone's eyes turned to Zijing.
Zijing hurriedly said: "Elder Ji gave me the book at night, let me see if there is any error, I—" His words were stopped by Ji Ming raising his hand, "Since he gave it to you, you can take it , It would be the best if it can be spread, and he also hopes to see that these will not be lost."
Ji Ming stopped being a medicine planter a long time ago. He didn't think much about those things. He was too tired and bitter. He didn't plan to let his descendants do this again. It would be useless to keep the book. What's more, if he wanted to keep the book, the book In fact, it should be left to Ji Kui.
Just then Ji Kui shook his head slightly, obviously expressing that he would not want this book, he didn't know how to face Ji Mo, this younger brother, who was imprisoned by Yaowanggu for him for five years, five years... the time when Yaowanggu met The scene, the image of the other party's crazy old man, has been engraved in his heart, every time he closes his eyes, he seems to be able to see that scene, which makes him feel distressed.
When I did it at the time, I didn’t feel regretful, it was just a bad idea out of desperation, I didn’t find the corpse and feigned death, so I could only confuse the people in Yaowanggu. Later, Yaowanggu also shut down Ji Mo, but he felt guilty Woolen cloth?
To be guilty of something like this, only the heart knows when you do it. In the dead of night, when you dream back at midnight, there is always such a thing that you can't forget, no matter how difficult it is to rest.
That being the case, the book he wrote was put together with all his heart and soul. What face does he have for his elder brother who has harmed him?
The two reached a tacit understanding silently, Zijing didn't know this, his attention was only on Ji Ming, and hearing the other party say this was another salute, and the burden on him seemed to be a little heavier to be entrusted with such entrustment.
One after another, a group of people walked back. There was only one bullock cart pulling the coffin. Everyone returned on foot. Zijing touched the book in his arms, and gradually fell behind. He had other ways to go. Take off, but it seems to be good now.
The footsteps of the crowd varied from fast to slow. On the way back, a few were worried about the medicine field and went directly to the medicine field, and some were going to go back to sleep for a while before returning to the field. The crowd diverged accordingly. In the evening, a medicine planter in the same hospital as Zijing found that Zijing had not returned. The other party always came back late, and he didn't care.
Like a panic signal, he began to feel uneasy. Ji Mo was not the only one who saw Zijing's talent, but other people also recognized it, and even a few of them thought that Zijing's talent looked like a scholar. Talented people should write books, and Ji Mo's age is just a toddler in Handan, which is a laughing stock.
So why did this talented and seemingly intelligent young man suddenly disappear?
The news was passing quietly, and when a few clever and timid people began to think about leaving, they realized that it was not easy. The soldiers did not allow them to leave that night, which seemed to be a dangerous signal. , can also restrict their freedom, now, it is just that this speculation has been confirmed.
It’s fine if you don’t discover this, but if you do, how can you grow medicinal herbs with peace of mind, and a secret is no longer a secret when two people know it. As time goes by, there will always be smart people who find something wrong, People change their minds...
When the cruelest fate came, even though everyone knew that it was the madness of the king after disappointment, they were powerless to resist.
He was imprisoned in the house, the doors and windows were locked, and the pile of firewood began to burn. When the smoke filled the room, there was a wailing in the room. In the wailing, there were many words of regret, "I regret being a medicine planter!"
The king seeks longevity, how can longevity be planted?How can Tanaka get the elixir if he wants it?The raging flames burned the sky to sacrifice, but the king could not continue.If the law of heaven can be repaid, I only hope that the king will share the underworld.
"Fun Lord, you must die!"
"Haha, we are waiting for you, waiting for you!"
The howling in pain was accompanied by the sound of the throat being hoarse, and some people were cursing the soldiers outside. Vicious cursing seemed to be the only way to resist.
As the flames intensified, the doors and windows were burned, some arms seemed to stretch out the flames, and their hands scratched, trying to drag them, the guards, into the sea of flames, faintly, it seemed that the body was still struggling. , as ferocious as a ghost.
Ji Ming couldn't bear to watch, so he opened his eyes and looked at Ji Kui who was beside him: "What are you doing here, it's not a good thing."
"Look in advance, no way, I will end up like this one day."
The elixir of longevity is urgently sought, and it is sought quickly. When these medicine planters cannot bear the anger of the king, who will be the next step?Seeing Ji Ming's worried gaze, Ji Kui grinned: "You're better than me, you've gotten out of this quagmire a long time ago... Don't worry, I've already prepared the medicine with me, so I won't die so badly—— Oh, you said, he hates me?"
Let his younger brother suffer for those few years, and he never took care of him afterwards. He is afraid that people will know that he has concealed his real name in the past, and he dare not accept the crime of deceiving the emperor. I'm afraid he doesn't recognize the fellow townsman, maybe he will do another harm.
For oneself... For oneself... Who is not for oneself?
"Don't think about it so much, Xiao Wu won't hate you..." At most, it's the brotherhood, which has been cut off so far.
Ji Ming didn't know how the entanglement in it felt to people at the time, so he comforted Ji Kui, watching the black smoke billowing up, as if the resentment of the person who died in it was mixed with it, God, will there really be a response? ?
If there are... oh... people, you can't lose your heart after all.
In a valley far away from the capital, after a year, Zijing heard about the fate of those medicine planters. It was the worst one he had ever thought of. How could it be that easy.
"If this goes on like this, sooner or later he will be able to avenge us, it just depends on how he dies."
The old man who sent Zijing to the capital was Zijing's father. When he said this, his eyes were red, and he seemed to remember that day, in order to conceal their existence, those people left behind in Yaowang Valley, including his How did the father set the fire, turned all the bones into ashes, and concealed the news of their survival.
There is a hint of madness in his eyes. Since that day, he has suffered from such an eye disease. When his eyes are red, he can't see clearly. He only feels that there is fire everywhere, and even his head hurts. up.
Zijing got up quickly, helped him to take medicine and rest, saw him off, and went back to the study, no longer in the mood to read, put down the pharmacopoeia he was sorting out, took out the brocade box on the shelf, and took out the book The book is wrapped in a satin cover, on the satin, the three words "Yao Zhi Shi" were mentioned by him himself, but everything in it has not been touched, except for an extra preface in the front, which was also written by him. This book is based on the ups and downs of Ji Lao's life as a medicine planter.
Such a person should be remembered by someone, but unfortunately, not now, at this time, even a pharmacist would not dare to show his head, let alone a pharmacist.
"Ugh……"
With a sigh, the book was put back into the brocade box, and the lid of the box was closed, as if covering that side of the sky without seeing the light.
Shaking his head while talking, I really don't know where an old man got so much energy to light the lamp every day, what kind of energy he put in, how many people can understand that book!
Thinking so, he still walked over by the moonlight outside. After a while, a scream made the courtyard uneasy, and many people stood up in their clothes.
He also heard some movements in the yard next door. Zijing, who hadn’t slept yet, pushed open the window and looked around. There were several other people who moved like him, with their dark heads sticking out, and the moonlight shining on their faces was pale. It was frighteningly miserable, and two heads quickly shrank back.
"What happened?"
Hearing this kind of sound in the middle of the night was still very scary. After a while, several rooms lit up, and people came out one after another, and Zijing followed, and then it was known that Ji Lao who was next door had died.
"Why did he die suddenly!"
"I stayed up late yesterday. At such an age, I shouldn't have stayed up late."
"Well, it's probably because of his book again..."
"It's a pity that none of us can read, but the book is still very good."
He got busy in a mess, because Ji Mo had dressed up in advance and lay there, but he didn't need someone to change his clothes or anything, just put his shoes on. Zijing took out his own pair of new shoes, which were a bit big, but bigger than his own. The shoes that didn't clean the dirt were much better.
Ordinary people are a bit taboo about this kind of thing, Zijing did this, and said that Ji Mo had given him the book and hadn't finished reading it, and everyone silently agreed that he could stand as Ji Mo's relative.
Ji Mo's real relative, Ji Ming, had messy hair when he was called over. He really didn't expect that Ji Mo, who was younger than him, would die before him. His younger brother...
The soldiers originally didn't allow them to go out, but Yao Cheng Ji Kui said: "Don't let them go out, whoever will bury this person, can't they just be placed in the yard like this?"
He also just got up from the bed, his clothes hadn't been changed, and there were still wrinkles. The wrinkles and fatigue on his face were especially obvious in this night, so obvious that few people could find that his red eye circles were not from anger.
Ji Ming also enlisted the help of two soldiers, and the group left the capital smoothly. Naturally, the burial must be outside the city, farther away, so as not to obstruct the eyes of the nobles.
"It's really troublesome, my lord, I still follow him at such a late hour."
After everything was done, it was almost dawn, and when I looked back, I found that Yao Cheng was still there. It was a surprise that someone who had never known each other and had nothing to do with him was able to do this and wait here to accompany him all the way. And grateful.
The medicine planter who spoke was the first one to find the body, because he found it first, and he was the one who woke everyone up. He remembered this matter even more deeply, and his apologies to everyone were very sincere. Even Ji Ming, the real relative of God, was underestimated.
Ji Ming didn't have much thought about these things, he followed this sentence and looked at Ji Kui, and the two brothers exchanged a look that only he could understand.
"Where's his book?"
Ji Ming didn't live with the medicine planters, and he came late, so he didn't see how Ji Mo's things were packed. When he asked now, everyone's eyes turned to Zijing.
Zijing hurriedly said: "Elder Ji gave me the book at night, let me see if there is any error, I—" His words were stopped by Ji Ming raising his hand, "Since he gave it to you, you can take it , It would be the best if it can be spread, and he also hopes to see that these will not be lost."
Ji Ming stopped being a medicine planter a long time ago. He didn't think much about those things. He was too tired and bitter. He didn't plan to let his descendants do this again. It would be useless to keep the book. What's more, if he wanted to keep the book, the book In fact, it should be left to Ji Kui.
Just then Ji Kui shook his head slightly, obviously expressing that he would not want this book, he didn't know how to face Ji Mo, this younger brother, who was imprisoned by Yaowanggu for him for five years, five years... the time when Yaowanggu met The scene, the image of the other party's crazy old man, has been engraved in his heart, every time he closes his eyes, he seems to be able to see that scene, which makes him feel distressed.
When I did it at the time, I didn’t feel regretful, it was just a bad idea out of desperation, I didn’t find the corpse and feigned death, so I could only confuse the people in Yaowanggu. Later, Yaowanggu also shut down Ji Mo, but he felt guilty Woolen cloth?
To be guilty of something like this, only the heart knows when you do it. In the dead of night, when you dream back at midnight, there is always such a thing that you can't forget, no matter how difficult it is to rest.
That being the case, the book he wrote was put together with all his heart and soul. What face does he have for his elder brother who has harmed him?
The two reached a tacit understanding silently, Zijing didn't know this, his attention was only on Ji Ming, and hearing the other party say this was another salute, and the burden on him seemed to be a little heavier to be entrusted with such entrustment.
One after another, a group of people walked back. There was only one bullock cart pulling the coffin. Everyone returned on foot. Zijing touched the book in his arms, and gradually fell behind. He had other ways to go. Take off, but it seems to be good now.
The footsteps of the crowd varied from fast to slow. On the way back, a few were worried about the medicine field and went directly to the medicine field, and some were going to go back to sleep for a while before returning to the field. The crowd diverged accordingly. In the evening, a medicine planter in the same hospital as Zijing found that Zijing had not returned. The other party always came back late, and he didn't care.
Like a panic signal, he began to feel uneasy. Ji Mo was not the only one who saw Zijing's talent, but other people also recognized it, and even a few of them thought that Zijing's talent looked like a scholar. Talented people should write books, and Ji Mo's age is just a toddler in Handan, which is a laughing stock.
So why did this talented and seemingly intelligent young man suddenly disappear?
The news was passing quietly, and when a few clever and timid people began to think about leaving, they realized that it was not easy. The soldiers did not allow them to leave that night, which seemed to be a dangerous signal. , can also restrict their freedom, now, it is just that this speculation has been confirmed.
It’s fine if you don’t discover this, but if you do, how can you grow medicinal herbs with peace of mind, and a secret is no longer a secret when two people know it. As time goes by, there will always be smart people who find something wrong, People change their minds...
When the cruelest fate came, even though everyone knew that it was the madness of the king after disappointment, they were powerless to resist.
He was imprisoned in the house, the doors and windows were locked, and the pile of firewood began to burn. When the smoke filled the room, there was a wailing in the room. In the wailing, there were many words of regret, "I regret being a medicine planter!"
The king seeks longevity, how can longevity be planted?How can Tanaka get the elixir if he wants it?The raging flames burned the sky to sacrifice, but the king could not continue.If the law of heaven can be repaid, I only hope that the king will share the underworld.
"Fun Lord, you must die!"
"Haha, we are waiting for you, waiting for you!"
The howling in pain was accompanied by the sound of the throat being hoarse, and some people were cursing the soldiers outside. Vicious cursing seemed to be the only way to resist.
As the flames intensified, the doors and windows were burned, some arms seemed to stretch out the flames, and their hands scratched, trying to drag them, the guards, into the sea of flames, faintly, it seemed that the body was still struggling. , as ferocious as a ghost.
Ji Ming couldn't bear to watch, so he opened his eyes and looked at Ji Kui who was beside him: "What are you doing here, it's not a good thing."
"Look in advance, no way, I will end up like this one day."
The elixir of longevity is urgently sought, and it is sought quickly. When these medicine planters cannot bear the anger of the king, who will be the next step?Seeing Ji Ming's worried gaze, Ji Kui grinned: "You're better than me, you've gotten out of this quagmire a long time ago... Don't worry, I've already prepared the medicine with me, so I won't die so badly—— Oh, you said, he hates me?"
Let his younger brother suffer for those few years, and he never took care of him afterwards. He is afraid that people will know that he has concealed his real name in the past, and he dare not accept the crime of deceiving the emperor. I'm afraid he doesn't recognize the fellow townsman, maybe he will do another harm.
For oneself... For oneself... Who is not for oneself?
"Don't think about it so much, Xiao Wu won't hate you..." At most, it's the brotherhood, which has been cut off so far.
Ji Ming didn't know how the entanglement in it felt to people at the time, so he comforted Ji Kui, watching the black smoke billowing up, as if the resentment of the person who died in it was mixed with it, God, will there really be a response? ?
If there are... oh... people, you can't lose your heart after all.
In a valley far away from the capital, after a year, Zijing heard about the fate of those medicine planters. It was the worst one he had ever thought of. How could it be that easy.
"If this goes on like this, sooner or later he will be able to avenge us, it just depends on how he dies."
The old man who sent Zijing to the capital was Zijing's father. When he said this, his eyes were red, and he seemed to remember that day, in order to conceal their existence, those people left behind in Yaowang Valley, including his How did the father set the fire, turned all the bones into ashes, and concealed the news of their survival.
There is a hint of madness in his eyes. Since that day, he has suffered from such an eye disease. When his eyes are red, he can't see clearly. He only feels that there is fire everywhere, and even his head hurts. up.
Zijing got up quickly, helped him to take medicine and rest, saw him off, and went back to the study, no longer in the mood to read, put down the pharmacopoeia he was sorting out, took out the brocade box on the shelf, and took out the book The book is wrapped in a satin cover, on the satin, the three words "Yao Zhi Shi" were mentioned by him himself, but everything in it has not been touched, except for an extra preface in the front, which was also written by him. This book is based on the ups and downs of Ji Lao's life as a medicine planter.
Such a person should be remembered by someone, but unfortunately, not now, at this time, even a pharmacist would not dare to show his head, let alone a pharmacist.
"Ugh……"
With a sigh, the book was put back into the brocade box, and the lid of the box was closed, as if covering that side of the sky without seeing the light.
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