what a good man

I lost my friend who accompanied me to play chess and listen to music.In that person's name, Ziliang... There is also a word for Liang.

Ji Wuye didn't want Ji Zhen to stay in superficial feelings, not to mention that the other party was a weak person with no power to restrain him.The strong will always look down on the weak, because the weak will hold back, and maybe one day they will harm Ji Zhen.Ji Wuye asked Ji Zhen to kill Zi Liang, but Ji Zhen had no choice but to do so, because she knew that if she didn't give Zi Liang a happy death, Zi Liang would be tortured to death by the dark room.Ji Wuye loves her, so he asked her to do this. He would rather she be a ruthless person, and he doesn't want her to be entangled by love one day.Ji Zhen likes Zi Liang, but she hasn't grown up enough to disobey Ji Wuye. After weighing the pros and cons, she has no choice but to do so.

Ji Zhen has also been assassinated many times, so Mo Ya and Wan Ge will always be by her side. Later, Bai Feng will be fine too.There are various ways of assassination, making Ji Zhen hard to guard against, because Ji Wuye's martial arts is so strong, there are only a handful of people who dare to attack him, but there are many people who are willing to assassinate Ji Zhen.

Ji Zhen is guilty because she is Ji Wuye's only relative.

Wan Ge's most memorable assassination was not the most beautiful Nong Yu who had ever appeared in Que Ge, but Wan Fang with gentle eyebrows.Wanfang's gentleness made Ji Zhen yearn for it inexplicably.She once asked Mo Ya and Bai Feng how they felt about their mother. Both Mo Ya and Bai Feng were orphans. Even though Wan Ge had a mother, he couldn't answer, because he was used to silence, so Ji Zhen didn't give him an answer. opportunity to ask him.

Ji Zhen took out her treasure, the seven-color tourmaline, to exchange a red lotus with Princess Honglian for Wanfang.She could have refused, or she could have stolen it if she didn't refuse, but in order not to make Bai Feng angry, they asked for it openly.After some twists and turns, Ji Zhen finally got the red lotus.She came back in a hurry, and took Honglian to meet Wan Fang. She didn't even have time to eat the sugar cake Mo Ya bought. She believed that Wan Fang was a good girl, and she stood by her side. She wanted to prove it to her , she is not... an assassin.

Ji Wuye scoffed at this matter, but still had a little expectation, because Wan Fang was too much like A Wan, the woman he loved the most at first.

Man always yearns for salvation, but never gets it.The more you expect something, the less you get it.This is what one could wish for.

Ji Wuye gambled with Ji Zhen, and Ji Zhen was so badly defeated that he had to accept punishment. Wan Ge saw that branch of red lotus lying on the ground, broken, dirty and bleak.

Jizhen was in a very bad mood that day, she was in an extremely bad mood, she was always smiling, but there were always some traces looming in the gloom that she occasionally passed away, and it was set off by the smile at the next moment, making people even more sad.

That day, she and Wan Ge met Zhang Liang and Shu Zi by chance.Although Shuzi's family is poor, she is a lady of the family, and she is still pampered. She has an innocent personality, a bad temper but a kind heart. When she saw Wanfang hanging on the city wall, she couldn't help but exclaimed.

Zhang Liang treated Shuzi like his own sister, protecting her wholeheartedly, and did not want her to see that scene, but it was still too late.Maybe Ji really found fault on purpose, and the corpse was hung up by their house.Ji Zhen wrote lightly: "This woman knocked over my father's wine glass. My father was very angry and killed her."

Zhang Liang was angry with her attitude of being contemptuous of human life, and Shuzi couldn't bear it even more.Ji Zhen said even more outrageous things: "I just lied to deceive Zhi Honglian. I really don't know about my mother's memorial day. If you want to sue Mr. Han Fei, go and sue. It's just a dead man That's all, this deal shouldn't be too cost-effective. Besides, in order to achieve my goal, I will do whatever it takes."

The word mother is too important to both Zhang Liang and Shuzi, because it is the most tender memory in their hearts.

At that time, Zhang Liang was 13 years old and hated Ji Zhen extremely. He didn't want to know anything about Ji Zhen, so they missed too much.Later, when Zheng Yin relayed it to him, his face was calm, but his heart ached more and more.

Zheng Yin finally told him calmly: "I want to restore Ji Zhen's memory."

"...Okay." He nodded.

"She has recovered her memory, so she might hate you very much." Zheng Yin paused, then continued, "You have to know, she has a disabled heart and can't love anyone."

"I understand." He still nodded.

Both of them are smart people, they don't ask too many questions, he is mentally prepared, Ji Zhen may point at him and yell at him, maybe pull his hair, maybe tear his clothes... But no matter what, he will can bear.

None of the imagined scenes appeared, and Ji Zhen chose the calmest and most indifferent way.She drew a clear line between their relationship, treated each other with courtesy, and even admitted her ignorant, blind and ridiculous chasing behavior back then.

"About those youthful days when I liked you, I was ecstatic because of you, or I was secretly sad, or my heart was pierced by a knife, and I was sad, I can use one word to express it." Ji Zhen tilted her head. Looking at him, he asked with a smile, "What do you mean by that?"

He didn't answer, his eyes were serious.

"This word is definitely not love." She said, "It's stupid."

The love is deep and the relationship is not shallow, but good fortune can play tricks on others.

Fortunately, I have the following: "But since the beginning is already stupid, let it continue to be stupid. I don't like to give up halfway."

He knew that she was leaving to accompany Wan Ge, who had only two years left to live, but he still wanted to see her.She gave him another gift, hair.

"I don't have anything to leave you. Xue Yin said that Jiefa showed her determination, so I took it out of context. Here, it's all here."

Stupid...one wisp is enough, just like red beans, but one is enough.

Looking at her short-haired head, he wanted to laugh, but his heart was sour.

They didn't miss it.

Fortunately, I didn't miss it.

They still have two years left.

Two years.

In those two years, he experienced more.

Tianming's identity was exposed, Pao Ding was arrested, Liusha, and Confucianism all suffered great disasters.Zhao Gao and Li Si's goal is Xiaoshengxianzhuang. Zhang Liang's helping Confucianism is just an excuse they use to deal with Confucianism, and it is not his fault.

The plan to assassinate the Qin Dynasty failed, Gao Jianli and the big iron hammer sacrificed one after another. Later, when he burned books and buried Confucianism, he saw the soaring flames, his students, the Confucian classics he loved...even his uncle and two senior brothers, was implicated.

Zhao Gao colluded with Prime Minister Li Si, changed the imperial edict of Yingzheng, reversed black and white, bestowed the dead son Fusu, killed the general Meng Tian Mengyi, and supported the eighteenth son Hu Hai to take the throne, committing a heinous crime.

Each of these incidents made him more exhausted. Everyone pinned their hopes on him and asked anxiously, "Mr. Zhang, what should we do?"

Who can he ask?

No matter how smart he is, he is still a mortal.

He was afraid that if his decision was wrong, more people would be sacrificed.

The belief in anti-Qin will only increase, but he doesn't want to see people die.Life in exile was extremely difficult, and the declining Zhang family was even mercilessly strangled by the empire.

Zhang Yuan fell ill and died during his escape. On the day he left, the weather was very cold and it was raining heavily outside.

Zhang Yuan leaned on the bed and said softly: "Brother, I want to say sorry to Ji Zhen, but I'm afraid I won't have a chance."

With a trembling voice, he forced a smile: "There will be a chance, and A Yuan will get better."

Zhang Yuan shook his head, and coughed violently again, Zhang Liang covered Zhang Yuan's lips with a veil, and when Zhang Yuan finished coughing, he took it away, the scarlet blood on the veil hurt his eyes.

He has only one younger brother, and he really can't take any more blows.

"A Yuan, you will be fine."

He was more like convincing himself.

"Brother, the path you are on is right. You will definitely be able to realize your dream. You have to keep going and never give up."

"I know."

"It is my greatest honor to have a brother like you in my life." Zhang Yuan stretched out his bony fingers like a child, "Brother, let's continue to be brothers in the next life, okay?"

"Okay." He stretched out his finger and gently hooked Zhang Yuan's little finger.

"Brother, do you think Ji Zhen will forgive me?"

"Most definitely."

"That's great."

Zhang Yuan, who received an affirmative answer, laughed. Zhang Liang had never seen such a peaceful smile on him, and the uneasiness in his heart rapidly expanded in an instant.

"Brother, I want to talk to dad for a while, can you call him?"

"it is good."

He turned around to call Zhang Ping, and then stood guard outside the door alone.After a while, Zhang Ping came out with tears streaming down his face: "...A Yuan is gone."

Zhang Liang closed his eyes, opened them again after a long time, he opened the window, the wind was cold and the rain was pouring.

What he saw was a vast expanse of water.

Heart cut

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Liang had been away from Han and came to Pengcheng for more than 20 days.Every evening, he had to cut his wrists and let bloodlet for Buyi's treatment. Although Long Qi painstakingly prepared medicine for him every day, his body was already extremely weak and his condition was getting worse.

"Ahem——" I opened the door and came in, just in time to hear Zhang Liang's violent coughing, and quickly poured him a bowl of water.

Zhang Liang took the bowl, took a few sips, and then asked lightly, "Is Busu's health better?"

"He's fine." I nodded and said solemnly, "Thanks to you this time, otherwise—"

"Ah Zhen." He interrupted me and looked at me steadily, "Today is Budo's birthday."

"……Yes."

One year ago today, Zhang Liang and I were still at the foot of the Taihang Mountains. After the heavy snowfall, we were born without a doubt.A year ago, Zhang Liang fed him with goat milk so that he could survive.A year later, Zhang Liang fed him with blood, allowing him to be reborn.

No doubt owed Zhang Liang two lives.

Long Qi and I