Jiang Qing

In the middle of the night, Mei Shao woke up.

In a daze, he opened his eyes, and a deep dry feeling in his throat mixed with a headache rushed up. He closed his eyes again and took a while, and then slowly remembered where he was right now.

The scorching heat in the stomach came up belatedly, Mei Shao frowned slightly, lying on her side and curled up, silently enduring the wave of pain.

He was used to waking up with cramping stomachaches amidst the ups and downs of drunkenness.

During those six years in the Southland, he often had sleepless nights, and he gave all his sorrows and pains to the spirits, and gradually developed a certain capacity for alcohol.

Alcohol was the medicine that allowed him to sleep, but it was also the toxin that made him suffer.He could gain mental relaxation from it, but he still couldn't escape his physical sobriety.

Did drink a lot tonight.

After enduring the labor pains, Mei Shao exhaled, and gradually relaxed her body. The sweaty underwear smelled of the heat of wine, and she was tense with cold sweat, making her body a little sticky.

Smelling the rotten smell from his drunken body, he couldn't lie down anymore, and slowly got up, with his coat uncovered, ready to wash.

The courtyard was in a mess, with crumbling wine jars scattered all over the floor, and there were faint traces of dragging on the ground.

The radiance of the full moon was dim, gathering on the treetops, like a thin layer of frost.

Mei Shao narrowed her eyes, feeling a little cold.

A few fragments drifted through his mind sporadically, and he froze for a long time thinking in place, remembering some sporadic images vaguely.

Meng Ye seemed to express his affection to himself when he was drunk, and then he seemed to hit him...

after......

A little confusion appeared in Mei Shao's eyes, Yan Fang seemed to have been here before......

Is he here?still none?

Search memory again, but can't remember clearly.Mei Shao only vaguely remembered that there was such a gentle moonlight covering her, just like this one in the sky.

He shook his head and moved over to the well.

At this time, there was no hot water when he wanted to wash up, so he just fetched some well water to rinse.

The cold water pouring down his head quickly washed away the sticky feeling on his body, and the chill slid across his skin. Mei Shao shivered. After a while, his cold body warmed up a little. into the house.

Not feeling sleepy anymore, Mei Shao put on her clothes, lit the candle on the table, and propped her head up to watch the dancing flames go out.

After an unknown amount of time, the candle wick exploded, Mei Shao came to his senses a little bit, and bluntly let go of his numb hand, but suffered a cramp and hit the corner of the table.

The pain in the vagina suddenly spread from the fingertips, Mei Shao reacted, rubbed his hands numbly, rolled his eyes slowly, and caught a glimpse of a letter on the table.

It was a secret letter from Li An from Pingdu. It was probably sent when he and Meng Ye were drinking. Jian Shiliu put it on the table in the back room.

He opened the letter with his hands, his dull mind calmed down a bit, and by the light of the fire, he could see the contents of the letter clearly.

Every once in a while, Li An would write to him to inform him of important changes in Pingdu.

The letter said that after the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Industry left the capital, Zhang Jiudai's power in Pingdu grew stronger and stronger, and many of Bai Bingchen's original subordinates also defected.

On the surface, Zhang Jiudai has collected all five books, while Bai Bingchen has been completely dismissed.

From the time when Zhao Zhen came to the throne, the balance of the two prime ministers each holding three ministers had been completely broken during the period when Bai Bingchen was not in Pingdu.

Mei Shao frowned, he knew that according to Bai Bingchen's ingenuity, it would not be a problem to maintain such a balanced situation until death, but now that the check and balance in Pingdu has been broken, is it a chess game he secretly set up?

But now he is not in charge of the overall situation in Pingdu, and there is only one official under him. How can he fight Zhang Jiudai in Pingdu?

Mei Shao turned the page, and the second piece of paper only wrote one sentence: Bai Bingchen ordered craftsmen to secretly build the mausoleum, and the household department wrote a letter saying that the construction was extravagant, which caused shock in the government and the public, and they wrote letters of impeachment.

Mei Shao's fingertips trembled slightly, and he was mostly sober from the alcohol, and his brain that was down was like cold water being poured on it, and he was completely awake from the inside out.

Why did he build a mausoleum?

He... dying?

The hand holding the letter paper slowly tightened, Mei Shao suddenly felt that this was a drunken dream, but the pain in the palm reminded him in time that all of this was real.

He remembered that Bai Bingchen had gone to Cangzhou, and came to Yanzhou not long after. He shouldn't have come here as a high-ranking person, and His Majesty couldn't have made him give up his foundation in the court, and just wandered outside like this nearly half a year.

But His Majesty agreed, and Bai Bingchen did not resist Zhang Jiudai's act of seizing power, all because...he was going to die?

Mei Shao suddenly thought of something, and hastily opened the paper that had been clenched into a ball by herself.

It was the household department who wrote the letter, and it was the household department that Bai Bingchen placed under Zhang Jiudai who took the lead in impeaching this matter.

Instigated by Bai Bingchen?What is he going to do with his own death?

Mei Shao's heart suddenly became blocked, the dull pain flowed from his heart to his limbs, the blood in his whole body was screaming and boiling at this moment, his torso was hot, but his hands and feet were cold.

He remembered that in Cangzhou, Bai Bingchen said that he did not come to Cangzhou purely to block himself; he remembered that when he pressed him to ask him what price he paid, Bai Bingchen just smiled and said no...

It turned out that he had been lying to himself, and the price he had to pay was his own life.

As if suppressed to the extreme, unable to hold back any longer, Mei Shao slowly slid down from the chair, grasped the position of her heart tightly, laughed in a low voice, self-deprecating and heartbreaking.

He still insisted on going his own way, refusing to say anything more, refusing to tell himself anything.He was still ruthless as always, and cut his own life without the slightest hesitation.He is still so used to carrying everything alone, even though he already wants to get involved in every possible way, he still refuses to reveal anything.

He is like a clam tightly closed, no matter how Mei Shao clutches and pecks, he still can't see half of the soft flesh inside.

He always has such an indifferent and alienated appearance, on the surface he looks gentle and considerate, but in fact he is thousands of miles away from others.

This kind of him really made Mei Shao hate him so much, she wished she could crush him and rub him into her own flesh and blood. Everything is completely opened towards oneself.

When Mei Shao raised his head again, tears were still faintly visible on his face, but there was no emotion on his face, he left the room like a puppet.

He couldn't stand this kind of torture anymore, he needed a confirmation.

When he came to Ji Pu's courtyard, he saw that he was still awake, and when he was tossing the medicinal materials, Mei Shao didn't pay any attention to inquiring, so he just walked in in a daze.

"You..." Ji Pu didn't expect Mei Shao to come over suddenly in the middle of the night, he was blinded for a moment, and said: "Isn't your wound healed? You can drink alcohol, why are you like this? Are you sleepwalking?"

Mei Shao's complexion was really ugly, her lips that had faded from her blood looked even more lifeless under the cold moonlight.

"Yanfang, he is going to die, isn't he?" He asked calmly.

There was a moment of silence in the courtyard, Ji Pu slightly tightened his hand holding the herbs, then let go, and said casually, "Who are you listening to nonsense?"

"Is he going to die?" His eyes were so deep that there was no wave at all, but his hoarse and trembling voice revealed his fear at this moment.

Mei Shao looked at him almost beggingly, "I beg you, tell me the truth, is he..."

"Yes!" Ji Pu closed his eyes, finally couldn't bear it, and told the truth, "He won't live long."

After this sentence, Mei Shao was almost sentenced to death. He took a few steps back again and again, with an ugly smile on his face, and muttered to himself: "How is it possible, how is it possible...you Isn’t it a famous doctor in the world? In Cangzhou...in Cangzhou, Yanfang told me himself that he is taking care of his body..."

"His illness, can't he be cured by raising him..."

His whole body was shaking slightly, as if his whole body was resisting this fact.

A tear fell down his eyelashes, and then an uncontrollable heat flowed down from his godless eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me! Why didn't you tell me anything!" He cried and roared, his face covered with tears.

"What do you want him to say?" Ji Pu's voice also became slightly hoarse, "When do you want him to say it? In Pingdu? In Cangzhou? When you are determined to kill him, or when you know the truth When? He can’t say it, and he can’t say it, because he can’t give you what you want!”

what you want?

Mei Shao smiled wryly and shook his head. All he wanted was to be able to stay by his side for a little more time, to be able to stand with him and settle all the affairs of their fathers, and then they could regain their freedom. He didn't need Bai Bingchen. Attitude, you don't need him to be with you, you don't need anything, as long as you can have a place to look at him, and have a heart to pretend to be him.

But now his humble and small hope has become extravagant.

From the moment he knew the truth, he hated himself for missing six years of time. Now, he has lost in time again. All he wants is nothing compared to the passage of time, to take this person away from him Go, and he couldn't hold it at all.

"When was it?" Mei Shao raised her voice and asked again, "When was it, King Jing's cup of poisoned wine, I tortured him, the cliff of Weihu Mountain... or the water in Cangzhou? Down......"

At the end of the question, he almost broke down in tears. Among the pains that Mei Shao could think of, Bai Bingchen suffered more than half of them were given to him by himself.

He was the one who pushed him to this point.

"It's not you, and it's not King Jing." Ji Pu took a deep breath, "It's him. It wasn't long before you came back, and he asked for the poison to be removed. Every step he walks on his feet now is his life. burnt."

It turned out that at such an early time, he knew the news of his death.All kinds of things from the past came to mind one by one, the way he was smiling, the way he was sitting and writing, the way he was used to touching jade fingers, the way he let himself be hugged.

These pictures constitute a living Bai Bingchen, the person Mei Shao has kissed, hugged, and touched the warm skin, but under the tenderness of his fingertips, there is a mortal soul hidden.

After knowing that he must die, Bai Bingchen used such a strong mind to fight for his own future, fight openly and secretly with Zhang Jiudai, and coax himself with a gentle smile.

The heart has long been throbbing and numb, Mei Shao feels like a kite with a hole in it, letting the evening wind pass through her body, but her heart is as dead as ash, unable to float at all.

"How long is he left?" Mei Shao asked after taking a deep breath, closing her eyes.

"Two years."

Ji Pu's voice was very soft, but it hit Mei Shao's heart like a thousand weights.

He got the answer he wanted, suddenly made up his mind, and walked away.

"Where are you going?" Ji Pu knew in his heart who he was looking for, but he still asked.

Mei Shao's steps paused.

"What's the use of going to him? I can't do anything about it, what can you do!" Ji Pu yelled at his back: "Going to the Burial Sword Villa to bring you back is already his greatest courage. Don't push him any more, okay?"

Mei Shao stood still, his back was a bit bleak.

Bai Bingchen never included Mei Shao in the rest of his life, because he only had two years left in the rest of his life.

He didn't say anything because he didn't dare to say anything, or he was afraid that if he told himself, he would break the last boundary between them.

His sense of proportion, the hands he wanted to embrace and retract, were all afraid of taking that step, afraid that after they sank, each of them would not be able to get away.

He is afraid, but he is not afraid.

Mei Shao clenched her hands, gritted her teeth and replied, "Never!"

He will not let Bai Bingchen go, even if it is only two years, even if it is only one day, this person should be his own, only his own.

The author says:

Crying while typing on the keyboard, woo woo woo, my sons are so hard