Traveling through the starry sky just for you, I was a koi in ancient times

The heavy rain continued to wash the world outside the window, turning the heaven and earth into chaos and blurring Ouyang Wenche's heart.

The chief guard who came to the capital, Feng Jiayi, handed Ouyang Wenche a very short letter. It was more like a short note than a letter. After reading it, Ouyang Wenche fell into endless loneliness...

Ouyang Wenche waited for news from his grandfather for three months, and at one point thought that his grandfather asked him to hide his identity. However, as time went by, many contradictory things could not be avoided.

I was exiled from the Eastern Palace and was left alone among the common people, but there were always a large number of people protecting me. What was the purpose? !

He was clearly not allowed to return to the royal family to recognize his ancestors, but there were people of unknown identities who kept hunting him down. Why?!

I want to figure out everything, but no one comes to give me a real answer.

The only thing he was thankful for was that the people around him were extremely loyal and would fight to the death to protect him at critical moments.

Over the past three months, the injury on my left arm has finally healed and now I can move my left arm freely.

Tonight, there was a thunderstorm, which caused me to fall into double pain. My left arm began to feel hot and burning, and my heart hurt more than my left arm. Because of the short sentence on the note, I fell into extreme pain...

Grandfather is gone!

I guess the Ouyang family is trying their best to transport their grandfather's body back to Xunyang City to prepare for a grand funeral.

Ouyang Wenche faced the heavy rain outside the window, with mixed feelings in his heart. He took a few quick steps, pushed the door open, and stood in the corridor of the east wing. The heavy rain splashed all over him, and the world seemed to be roaring and crying...

After the second branch of the Wang family moved out, he still lived in the third room of the east wing, and the rest of the guards with the surname "Yun" filled the courtyard of the second branch.

Now the guard with the prefix "Yun" and he were quietly living a regular life. The guard was still working in shifts and patrolling every day.

The entire Xunyang City was patrolled regularly by guards every day. Whenever something big happened at night, they would be the first to know, just in case.

The note I received today was from a carrier pigeon, which had just followed the sign and landed in the yard of the third branch of the Wang family just when a heavy rain was about to fall.

The carrier pigeon traveled hundreds of miles from Shangjing and brought seven words: Grandfather passed away and is on the way back.

Ouyang Wenche originally had too many truths that he wanted to find out, but they were all like this rain and fog, and he was afraid that they would be forever blurred in his life.

He was crying and struggling in his heart, wanting so badly to rush out into the rain and cry loudly, shouting like crazy, to vent the frustration of the past three months.

No! As long as you want to survive and figure out who you really are, you have to be extremely patient.

Now, candidates for the imperial examinations in autumn have already started to register in various cities. I am still trapped in this courtyard, unable to see anyone, and have no hope of passing the imperial examination.

Studying on time every day has become a habit. The only thing that echoes in my heart is the words that my grandfather said to me when he held my head: You have to work harder than others...

What if I tried harder? I was almost alone, with no relatives around me, only a group of guards. The relatives I had identified for 10 years turned out to be strangers, and the relatives that others told me about, I had never met.

Ouyang Wenche kept asking himself: Who am I?! Did the heaven and earth give birth to me just to make me a lonely person?!

Standing in the corridor of the east wing, Ouyang Wenche chuckled softly. It was really ironic.

The inner struggle made Ouyang Wenche extremely uneasy and anxious. Sometimes he felt lonely and helpless, as if he was abandoned in a strange world, as if a dark shadow enveloped him.

He could only silently endure the inner torment. Ouyang Wenche smiled and shed tears of loneliness and helplessness...

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A sudden heavy rain fell in Xunyang City, and the road was almost smoke-filled, making it impossible to see the figures of people passing by.

A horse team trapped in a post station ten miles outside the city urgently pulled all the horses into the stables behind the post station.

The soldiers hurried into the post station, then, after receiving the house number plates, entered each room in an orderly manner.

After meeting Fu Jiezhi, the postmaster clasped his fists and bowed. The registrar checked the information in detail based on the pass.

After everyone dispersed, the rooms of the post station quickly began to bustle with the changing of clothes and cleaning. Two groups of people on duty, wearing straw raincoats, left the post station and went to stand guard.

Border guards like these would still set up patrol posts three miles away even in inland towns like Xunyang City.

This kind of vigilance is the professional quality of professional border guards. No special instructions are required, and they start their shifts as soon as they are stationed.

Soon the meal was served in the inn. A dozen people put the tables in the inn together to form a temporary dining table.

Several large pots filled with food were emitting tempting hot steam. The aroma of the food was like a hook, tugging at everyone's appetite. Everyone at the table waited quietly, and no one picked up their chopsticks.

After a while, footsteps were heard, and Fu Jiezhi ran in quickly and sat at the front of the long table.

"Let's eat."

After just two words, everyone started moving.

Fu Jiezhi had just taken a casual shower, and it was obvious that the moisture had not yet dried off. Even his robe was still wet, but he hurried downstairs.

This also made the accompanying soldiers very hungry.

"Major General, this is your meal."

The postmaster saw that the water on Fu Jiezhi's head had not been wiped dry, so he asked someone to hand him a coarse cloth towel.

Fu Jiezhi casually put it around his head.

"Please don't call me Major General in the future. I'm not a general. The general is my father. I'm just a lieutenant. Please call me Lieutenant Fu. Thank you."

The postmaster saw the young man's intention and knew that he really didn't like being addressed like that, so he bowed and replied.

"It's the captain."

Then he walked away embarrassedly.

Fu Jiezhi picked up the bowl and chopsticks, looked at the large pots of rice and food that were quickly empty, and hurriedly joined in. As the hot soup went down his throat, his nose couldn't help but itch, and a sour stream of air spurted out.

Then everyone at the table seemed to be infected, and the sneezing sounds of "A-choo" one after another filled the hall.

Fu Jiezhi gently stroked the rice grains that sprayed out from the corners of his mouth, untied the cloth on his head, and wiped his lapels and cheeks.

The soldiers around them laughed and joked with each other.

Someone looked back.

"Hey! Captain, why are you crying when you sneeze? Even tears are coming out?!"

Fu Jiezhi unconsciously raised his hand and gently wiped the corner of his eye. A tear fell on his face.

In the thick mist and rain at night, everyone experiences different stops and struggles in their own destiny. The journey of each life is unique and full of charm.

Under the sunny days of tomorrow, we will start a new journey and struggle in our lives...

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