[Yang Chan] Fei Tian

He got up and opened the door, and saw an old friend as expected.

At sunset, the twilight of the setting sun slanted on the golden rice fields in front of each house—it was time for autumn harvest.

It's that time of year again, good or bad.On the one hand, it heralds the harvest, and on the other hand, it heralds the withering of all things.

Liu Xi looked at the golden field of his home, and glanced at his own jujube tree.This year, not a single red date can be produced on the tree, and nothing is hanging on the bare branches, which are drooping pitifully. I have to pray for the spring equinox in the coming year.

Everything changes, but the girl in front of me is still the same as in memory, not changing at all.

"What are you doing here? Long time no see, won't you let me go in and rest?"

She made a sound, calling him back from his autumn thoughts.

"Sorry, please come in." He hurriedly moved away, and then went to prepare tea.

After a pot of tea was brewed, she held the teacup in her hand and turned it around: "I remember, you love Qiu Jing the most, but now you are just like the predecessors, mourning for Qiu Jing."

"Because people are old and see a lot, and it's easy to feel emotional," he sat down on the other side, "You...why did you come here to see me?"

"Passing by," Yang Chan closed his eyes, "By the way, Daming is about to die."

Surprised, Liu Xi looked back at the jujube tree whose leaves had already fallen, and seemed not so surprised again.

"There is a member of Qi in the town," she suddenly began to tell the story, "he is an honest and responsible businessman who has opened a shop for many years and has little savings. He was robbed a few days ago and lost a son, and now he is attending a funeral. "

"I've heard about this," Liu Xi sighed. "The robbers are none other than people who also live in the town. They used to help Qi Yuanwai before, but who knows...the world is really impermanent."

Liu Xi lowered his head, and the atmosphere in the courtyard became even more stagnant.Yang Chan knew that it was Liu Xi thinking of his own father.

Yang Chan put down the teacup, but didn't take a sip of the tea in the cup.She stood up and said, "The robbers have been caught, but the people in the town still have some gossip. It's not that the perpetrator killed someone to pay for his life, but that the victim's home was ruined by Feng Shui. As he talked, he talked about it a little bit ahead of Qi Yuanwai." Whether the money earned in the past year is clean or not, it has been passed around, and it has become more and more outrageous, and some people have started to say that this is Qi Yuanwai's earning money in the early years, and now it is the law of heaven, and the retribution is not good."

"..."

"You know what I want to say," Yang Chan paused, and looked at Liu Yanchang, "They hate Qi Yuanwai only because he is rich. They are jealous that other people have money but they don't. Originally, this is indeed a trivial matter. But, There are more and more people like this, and it is not a trivial matter. In today's world, everyone is jealous that other people's money does not flow into their own pockets. While the emperor was worried about his world, he was thinking about his private money at the same time. Looking at the Central Plains, it was in chaos. Everyone only thought about themselves, but he didn't see the snakes and scorpions entrenched outside Beiguan—I was thinking, is there any hope for this country? ?”

With a pale face, Liu Xi still argued: "You are a person from outside the world, do you also care about the country in the world?"

"Even if you are born, you can't get rid of this mountain and river. Since everyone is in the same world, why can't I care about it?"

"Then... your worries may not be correct. The so-called future is long, maybe the boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge..."

"However, the country is about to perish, and the hearts of the people are withering. Liu Xi, I have lived for many years, and through the changes of dynasties and the changes of the world, the decline of each dynasty is inevitable. So I thought, I will meet you when I know."

"Tell me what?"

"The world is about to be in chaos, will you come with me?"

"Where are you going?"

"As far away as the Western Regions, as close as Dongpu, anywhere will do."

"Go...for what?"

"To avoid disaster, to live," Yang Chan said seriously, "There are so many mortals, I just want to protect you. Tell me, where do you want to go?"

"What if I say... I don't want to go anywhere?"

"One day in the future, you will die," Yang Chan said, "That half of the fox pill can only protect your longevity. If it is a man-made disaster, you can't avoid it."

She turned her back and waited for a while, until Liu Xi let out a burst of relieved laughter.

"Heh...then I'm dead, so what?"

"you……"

She turned around and saw that his face was still pale, but he was not as bored as before.

"Me? I'm not leaving," Liu Xi Shiran poured himself a cup of tea, "You were right in your assessment. I'm a sour scholar who only cares about the sorrows of autumn. I wasted decades of time, but I only stay at home Writing poems and paintings, I don't even have the courage to be an official in the court and be a traitor..."

Yang Chan sighed: "I just... didn't mean that..."

"I just hate myself. I only have so much ability for a person. I have to live in a small mountain village. What's the use of longevity? I have great ambitions, but I know that I don't have the talent to display my ambitions, so I just I can only write some sour poems to pass the time."

"You're gloomy," Yang Chan said, "You're not as lively as you were when you were young."

"That's because I'm old..."

She lightly brushed the tip of her hair: "Old? Compared with you, who is older?"

"Heh... You are also different from what I remember, and you can make jokes."

"The joke is over, let me remind you one more thing, Li Zicheng is about to enter Beijing," Yang Chan said, "The rebels came to Beijing to become the emperor. The goal is so shallow, and his dynasty will not last long. Next, it is inevitable that the mantis will be arrested." The cicada and the oriole are behind."

After she finished speaking, there was a moment of silence between the two of them.

Liu Xi sighed: "People's hearts are like this. After 100 years or 1000 years, what has changed?"

Not long after, she left.

Liu Xi now makes a living by selling his herbal remedies at the town's pharmacy.Qi Yuanwai moved away, and people had less to talk about. From time to time, he would hear people say: "Da Ming is dead, Daming is dead!"

There was a groan, and everyone was extremely pessimistic.

Daming is dead.

It was not only the court that died.

The first to die is the human heart.

Suddenly one day, he heard that King Chuang had also lost.

Defeated to the later Jinren.

The so-called defeat of the army is like a mountain, and the country of the Han people has finally been completely handed over to others in the civil strife.

In an atmosphere of anxiety, Liu Xi lived a 99-year-old life, but in this village, everyone thought he was only in his early forties.

When he woke up that day, Liu Xi found a white hair protruding from his temple.

It was March, the beginning of spring had already passed, and the snow had melted. When everything was supposed to bloom, the jujube tree in his house was still dead, and not a single leaf could grow.

"Liu Xi...have you thought it through?"

He looked up and saw Yang Chan sitting on the fence of his house with a piece of dead grass in his mouth, looking at the idle clouds in the mid-air.

"I've thought it over," Liu Xi said, "I want to stay."

"Stay, you're just a corpse."

"You want me to be a coward, I'd rather be a corpse."

"You're still so pedantic." She said, "You don't have to worry about no firewood if you keep the green hills. There are so many Han people who want to die for their country, so why worry less than you."

Liu Xi smiled and said: "You said you were not in Xianlie, but after living for so many years, the borders of the world are like a cat or a dog dividing a territory in your eyes. You have long stopped paying attention to the hatred of the country in the world. But I Waiting is a mortal, the family and the country are not safe, and I can live in the world..."

"You are a scholar, you can't carry your hands on your shoulders, and it's not your skill to go to war. Now you only have a pen holder, what do you plan to do?"

"A gentleman has integrity, and his writing is full of character." Liu Xi let out a long sigh of relief, "I, Liu Xi, was born a Daming man and died a Daming ghost. If my family and country don't survive, even if I keep my head, I am ashamed of my parents!"

"Well said..." When she heard this, she suddenly summoned silver-bladed soldiers and jumped off the top of the wall, "You have a pen, I have a gun! Wait for me for seven days, and I will give you back the Han dynasty!"