Rebirth of Buddhism

Fu Zhiyu's going out now is very different from when he first came to Jiangnan. Almost all the people in Luanzhou know him, and most of them are stuffed with fruit and delicious food. When he goes out, he is said to be throwing fruit Yingche is not an exaggeration.

Not only people in Jiangnan knew him, but people outside Jiangnan also knew his title of King of Jiangnan, and they all praised him as if he was a fairy descended from the sky.

There are folks who wrote books for him, and there are exaggerated temples. Yuan Jiangxing worried whether the emperor would be suspicious, but Fu Yanran took the initiative to send a letter to comfort Fu Zhiyu, don't think too much, just be normal.

"You can praise what you do well. The hearts of the common people are like a bright mirror. You don't need to think too much, brother. If I don't have this kind of heart, I don't deserve to be an emperor. If I think about this every day, I don't need to do anything."

But even so, Fu Zhiyu has gradually become idle over the years.

Most of the things he has met his own requirements, no matter how many things, leave it to others.

Once, he took Ming Dao and his mother out to play, to the city of tears not far from the south of the Yangtze River. The moat twists and turns around the city, and its shape is like a drop of tears. The canal also connects here. Fu Zhiyu went there at night. When I looked at it, I saw that the willow trees by the river were covered with lanterns, which was very beautiful.

Laicheng is a small town, and Fu Zhiyu took Yuan Wanyun to go shopping, looking at the shops and stalls on the side of the road. There was the largest jewelry shop on the road. She liked it very much, and chose several small ornaments, and bought them for Fu Zhiyu. He picked up a jade pendant and hung it around his waist.

When paying the bill, the shopkeeper just came out. It was a woman who appeared to be in her thirties, but she didn't comb her temples. She only used the simplest hairpin to tie her hair, looking casual and beautiful.

Fu Zhi just glanced at it casually, but was stunned for a while.

That is Qiu Rong.

It's just that Qiu Rong in front of him didn't know him, but when his eyes met, he was obviously surprised, but he didn't step forward, just lowered his head and smiled, and then went on to busy himself with the matter at hand.

She is not as young as in memory, with two buns on her head, Qiu Rong who is always so happy may only live in his memory, the person in front of him is skilled in doing things, and has a bit of elegance with ease.

Fu Zhiyu is getting older now, but his appearance has basically not changed compared to ten years ago. He seems to never change. If you stare at people, it will be even more exciting.

When paying the bill, there was a lot of money missing, the accountant smiled and said: "Our shopkeeper sees that you look good, and this jewelry is also very suitable for you, so I specially give you a little less money, and I will come here often in the future." .”

Fu Zhiyu: "...OK."

Maybe he was the only one who remembered the part between him and Qiu Rong. Ming Dao was no longer around at that time, and Xie Ke only met once, but he probably couldn't remember such a small maid.

Later, he took the time to inquire about Qiu Rong, only to find out that her real name was Lian Wan, and she probably changed her name when she entered the palace.

She is also quite famous in the city of tears, probably because of her good business and her background, many people know about it.

Lian Wan's father died early, and the two mothers were bullied by their uncles and brothers for a long time. They were waiting to be wiped out, and all the money in the family was confiscated. They almost took Lian Wan away and sold them as slaves. Expanding the scale, she ran to Jiangnan to find Xiuniang. Her mother heard the news and took her away overnight to work in the Qian family's weaving factory. Only then did she avoid her cannibal uncles and her fate of being sold as a slave.

Her mother worked in the Qian family's textile factory for many years, and Lian Wan followed her. She learned to read and write in the Qian family's school, where she became an apprentice and learned how to make hairpins. When she came back, she opened such a shop.

After Lian Wan came back, she brought seven or eight thugs with her, and her uncles didn't dare to look for trouble again, so she brought her mother along, self-sufficient, and saved a small fortune for herself. I don't know how many people envy her, Live so freely and unrestrainedly.

It's not that Fu Zhiyu hasn't looked for Qiurong before, but he didn't record much information about her at that time, and he really couldn't find where she was from. Every time a new maidservant entered the palace, he asked Fu Yanran to help watch over her, but there was no she.

It may be fate to meet here now.

There is no Fu Zhiyu in Lian Wan's life, but after careful study, he is everywhere.It is said that they met by chance, but in fact, it is inevitable that all the occasional formations are formed.

Now that this is the case, seeing that she is doing well, he doesn't need to bother her anymore, but after thinking about it, he asked his subordinates to send a sum of money to her.

"Just say that the hairpin is very good, and my mother likes it very much," Fu Zhiyu said, "I also hope that the shopkeeper will get better and better in the future."

After leaving the City of Tears, Fu Zhiyu rested for a long time.

He no longer held the position of prefect of Luanzhou, and handed it over to other young people. The elder uncle and the younger uncle retired one after another, and the responsibility in hand was handed over to his son-in-law and son, and he finally lived a life of retirement.

Ming Dao didn't cooperate with Yuan Lu any more. He became independent and opened an escort agency, and his business has been very good. After Fu Zhiyu became quieter, he became more famous, and no one recognized him simply as the King of Jiangnan. Even if Ming Dao himself accepts his identity more.

The entire continent has not been merged into one country like in the original book. Although Jilin is the most powerful now, Fu Yanran's behavior in this regard is conservative. He has not sent troops to invade other countries, and the countries have lived in harmony for many days. Even the southern border It is also becoming more and more extroverted. Although there are occasional frictions between countries, they are resolved quickly.

The affairs of Niangqin and Lin Yan were so exhausting, Fu Zhiyu didn't care about it, but after a long time, he could see that Niangqin was still a little shaken.

On the Qixi Festival of that year, my mother went out with Lin Yan without making a sound.

Fu Zhiyu ate a bowl of hot noodle soup and a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus sugar in the mansion alone, and watched the moon in the pavilion.

Butler Zhou is too old, he has retired and returned to his hometown some time ago, and now he has a new butler, who was also introduced by Butler Zhou, who is very similar to him, and is very considerate in everything.

But maybe Butler Zhou is old, his memory is not very good, and there are too many things to explain. He forgot to tell the new butler many things.

For example, you can't buy anything from the snack shop that seems to have a good business not far from the gate of the mansion, even if the master really likes the sweet-scented osmanthus candies there.

It was nothing before, but osmanthus cake and osmanthus candy are popular in Jiangnan during the Qixi Festival. After the housekeeper bought it back, he talked about it with Fu Zhiyu: "The shop said that King Zhao always doesn't need to give money when buying things here. Yes, force it to him, and he doesn't want it."

The housekeeper didn't think it was so difficult to understand. King Zhao had a very high reputation in the south of the Yangtze River. If Fu Zhiyu went shopping by himself, not to mention giving money, there would be many people looking for money.

Fu Zhiyu: "...OK, I see."

Other than that, he didn't say much about it.

The moon of Qixi Festival is actually nothing to see. After watching it for so many years, it hasn’t changed much. Fu Zhiyu felt very boring after watching it. After this point, it was still very lively outside. After thinking about it, he found a clean purse , poured the sweet-scented osmanthus sugar into it, then walked and bit on it, and went outside to join in the fun.

When he went out at this time, he was still very popular. The young girls smiled and handed him peach blossom branches, but Fu Zhiyu didn't dare to take them, and politely avoided them.

Then I will marry her.

Fu Zhiyu had no choice but to avoid the crowd and walked to the river by himself. There were many people setting up river lanterns there. He asked for one and thought about it with a pen, but he couldn't think of any wishes he had yet to realize.

He looked around for a week, only to think that everyone was happy.

In the end, nothing was written on his river lantern, so he put it in the water and drifted away with the current.

He walked around a few times by himself. It was getting late and everyone almost went back. Finally, he returned to the place where he put the river lantern and saw a river lantern slowly drifting by. It was also empty, without writing any wishes.

Now there are only two people on the riverside, Fu Zhiyu followed where the lantern came from, and saw Xie Ke stand up slowly.

His movements were so slow that when Fu Zhiyu saw his face, he had a very unreal feeling.

Fu Zhiyu has hardly changed in the past few years, but Xie Ke has changed a lot. His hair is already half white, and his face looks much older. He is obviously not a few years older than Fu Zhiyu, but they look like two generations.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Fu Zhiyu couldn't help but ask him a question.

"It's okay," Xie Ke said, "This body will age, and I have reached this age."

Fu Zhiyu gave a soft "Oh" to show that he knew, and the two fell silent together, but Xie Ke came up.

"Shall we go for a walk together?" He said, "I haven't actually seen this section of the Jiangnan canal yet."

Fu Zhiyu thought for a while, but nodded without refusing.

Xie Ke held a lantern in his hand, and the two of them walked slowly along the river. There was no one else on the road. Xie Ke remained silent, but Fu Zhiyu spoke first.

"I was thinking, without you, this river wouldn't be so easy to repair."

Xie Ke shook his head and said, "I just helped a little, mainly Fu Yanran and you."

If there was no Fu Zhiyu, Xie Ke would not care about the river or not, but he didn't understand what Fu Zhiyu meant.

Fu Zhiyu recalled that if Xie Ke hadn't cleaned up the Deng family and the Qian family at that time, even if he had a way to deal with them, it would have taken a very long time, needless to say there was intrigue among them.

He was angry at that time, and he was willing to put his heart into doing this, but if he spent most of his time on this, he might not have so much time to read Jiangnan's files. It's boring, and I went back to that kind of life.

As for the rest, he won't have so much time to notice.

Fu Zhiyu felt that the transformation of her emotions was both accidental and inevitable, and Xie Ke did appear at that time, which was a good coincidence, which cannot be denied.

This section of the river is not long. When you reach the corner, there is a wall blocking the way. You need to go back and make a big bend to connect to the road ahead.

"That's it for today," Fu Zhiyu said, "If you still want to see it in the future, you can go and see it yourself."

Xie Ke lowered his head and responded.

Fu Zhiyu walked back alone, Xie Ke followed behind, the lantern in his hand dangling, illuminating the path for him.

Fu Zhiyu arrived home within a short while, and he stood in front of the door, watching Xie Ke standing there staring at him in a daze.

"You go back." He said.

Xie Ke didn't leave, he put the lantern aside, stepped forward a few steps, and hugged him gently.

Fu Zhiyu was stunned, and did not push him away for a moment.

"Zhiyu," he heard Xie Ke say in his ear, with a voice that only two people could hear, "I love you."

Fu Zhiyu didn't answer.

Xie Ke didn't hug him for a long time either, he let go of his hand, and stared at Fu Zhiyu again, his eyes were full of inexplicable meanings, Fu Zhiyu thought he was going to say something more, but he just repeated: "...I love you you."

Fu Zhiyu lowered his head, gave a soft "hmm", and then said, "I see."

That probably doesn't count as a response.

"Thank you."

Fu Zhiyu added that besides that, he didn't know what else to say to him.

Xie Ke let go of his hand, he seemed to have thought of something clearly because of this sentence, smiled at him, then watched Fu Zhiyu enter the mansion, stood in front of the mansion gate for a long time, and then left.

Fu Zhiyu never saw him again after that.

He also never received any news from the Lord God. Sometimes when he thinks about those things, he feels a little unclear.

Fu Zhiyu's time in this world was shorter than he imagined. Sometimes he looked in the mirror and couldn't tell how old he was, let alone any signs of aging in his body. He thought he would grow up like a monster. To live for a long time, but in fact it is not.

Until he saw all the cherished people leave, the desire to stay in this world was not so strong.

But he still didn't expect it when he left. One morning, he felt tired, and when he turned around, he felt different.

He felt that he was gradually floating upwards, and there was a dazzling white light in front of his eyes. When the white light dissipated, he heard the sound before his eyes could see clearly.

It is the voice of the main god's space. This is where the main brain is located. There will often be a "dididi" prompt sound, as well as a low-pitched roar similar to machinery.

"You are finally back," Fu Zhiyu heard the voice of the Lord God again, "Zhiyu, I have been waiting for you for a long time."