My historian is dying every day

The clothes in the old man's closet were all gaudy, and Wen Yanzhi picked up some embroidered ones from the outside and put them on, and they fit just right. It seemed to be the old clothes of the old man when he was young. Although they were exquisite and comfortable, the patterns and stitches on them could be seen, but they were not at all. It seems to be a fashionable style in Beijing today.

He walked to the screen where he had just entered the room and saw the old man sitting on the rattan stool in the front hall, holding an iron fork and fiddling with the charcoal fire in the copper basin, so he respectfully hugged his wet clothes and bowed to him: "Thank you, senior." Rescue Wansheng from the tiger's mouth."

The old man coughed from the smoke, and said annoyedly: "Thank you for thanking that stupid deer, it has nothing to do with me." After saying that, he pointed to the chair next to him.

"Then thank you, senior, for staying late to change clothes." Wen Yanzhi sat down beside him, and put the clothes on the side of the chair, "Did senior raise this deer himself?"

"Yes and no." The old man frowned, "This stupid deer was picked up by my nephew more than ten years ago. At that time, I saw it was broken by a dead branch, so I raised it for a while and rescued it. It's annoying to know it's stuck in the face."

Wen Yanzhi heard him talking about his nephew, and wondered: "The old man still has a family, why does he live here alone?"

But when it came to this question, the old man stopped talking.He raised his head and saw the clothes Wen Yanzhi was wearing, his eyes flickered for a moment, as if he had just taken a good look at Wen Yanzhi for the first time, he nodded and said: "You doll looks neat, and your demeanor is unusual It's from someone else. What's your last name?"

Wen Yanzhi knew in his heart that the old man had an extraordinary background, so he no longer concealed it: "The despicable surname is Wen."

The old man was startled when he heard this word: "Wen?...Who is that boy Wen Jiuling in Beijing?"

"...It's my father." Wen Yanzhi said condescendingly, "Senior, do you know my father?"

"Not to mention." The old man put down the iron fork, "No wonder you think you have a kind face. It turns out that you are Wen Jiuling's son. Your father is seventy now, right?"

Wen Yanzhi nodded, "My father will be seventy-two by the end of the year."

When the old man heard it, he clicked his tongue a few times, and sighed that the years are urging people, and Wen Yanzhi couldn't help asking: "The senior is now a nobleman?"

The old man glanced at him, as if he was really caught by the question, he thought about it for a while, and said unsurely: "...is it over 90?"

Wen Yanzhi: "...the old man lives so long that he doesn't even remember his age." He is in his 90s and can still be angry when he curses at others.

"Longevity? You want to live so long and live by yourself. If you can kill people in a hurry, it's better to kick your legs and clean up." The old man reached out and turned Wen Yanzhi's wet clothes, and looked down at the brazier again. The old face flickered, and after a long time, he finally said: "If you have been in the mountains for 30 years, you would not be willing to remember how old you are. That would be too troublesome."

"30 years?" Wen Yanzhi was slightly surprised when he heard the words: "Then the old man... lived in the mountains in the early years of Mingde?"

The old man didn't answer, but asked him instead: "Is it still the first year of Qingyuan?"

Mentioning this, Wen Yanzhi couldn't help thinking of Qi Yu's abdication, and said in a low voice: "No, old man. Emperor Qingyuan honored the throne as the Supreme Emperor and let his nephew succeed him. Now the year name has been changed to Chongyu, and it has been Chongyu's six years .”

"Chongyu?" At these words, the old man patted his legs and laughed: "Good guy, I don't know that the emperor has changed. Is the old Qi's family still stable?"

Wen Yanzhi nodded, "Naturally, it is stable. Today is the Holy Spirit, the world is happy, the country is peaceful, it is a good year."

The old man nodded after hearing this, "That's good, it's good if you are old, at least it's a country that lasts forever..." He seemed to relax a little while speaking, and then took a bunch of grapes from the table next to him and stuffed them in Wen Yanzhi's hands: "I just heard your stomach growl, are you hungry? Hurry up and eat some padding, so you can leave soon."

Wen Yanzhi took the grapes: "...OK."

He grabbed a grape and looked at the old man. Only then did he see a jade pendant with gold tassels tied around the old man's waist, but it was half covered by his sleeve, so he couldn't see the engraving. The beeswax beads of "I think" are engraved with cinnabar.

"Isn't it boring for an old man to live here alone?" Wen Yanzhi ate some grapes, and his mouth was purely sweet.

The old man picked up the iron fork to poke the charcoal fire again, propped his head and answered him in a normal way: "It's boring outside, and I can feel at ease by guarding here."

"But this is the imperial tomb." Wen Yanzhi was puzzled, "Why is the old man guarding the imperial tomb? And who is it?"

This question changed the old man to stare at him: "Ask, you can't control your mouth if you eat fruit!" Then he said: "You have been out for so long, no one in the palace will come to look for you? Leaving without authorization is a salary and demote He is still in the imperial mausoleum, so he might be dismissed from office. Boy, do you really want to act foolishly just because your father is An Guogong?"

Listening to his talk, Wen Yanzhi gradually became more organized: "The old man understands the criminal law? Knows the aristocratic family?" The night hunting pictures were hung upside down, and he thought he was just a nouveau riche.

The old man snorted coldly and laughed: "You are not stupid, you are just stupid." He changed his hand to hold the iron fork, and said casually: "When the criminal law was revised, I didn't even have you."

Wen Yanzhi became more and more curious: "Who is the old man?"

The old man became more and more annoyed by hearing this, and said: "Idlers, useless people, superfluous people who are old and immortal, ask a bird! Shut up!" He raised his hand and flipped through his clothes, got up and gave the order to evict: "It's almost done. If you like to eat these grapes, take them away, take them all away, get out of here quickly."

Wen Yanzhi put down the grapes and got up: "Old man, I will wash this clothes soon and return them to you at the door."

"What's the matter, you won't be able to come in after you go out, and I don't know if you're still alive or not." The old man waved his hand, stuffing Wen Yanzhi's half-dried clothes and bags into his arms, while tucking him away Pushing outside the house, he said: "Go, walk, there are so many clothes, if you don't want them, I will treat you as a reward. Go out and wear them and don't come back."

Wen Yanzhi was about to turn around and ask why, but when he heard the sound of gold and spears outside, he couldn't help but be taken aback like the old man.

The old man turned his eyebrows, and immediately glared at Wen Yanzhi: "Damn it, someone came to find you, you bastard! Bad luck, bad luck!"

The two of them pushed out of the thatched hut, and saw a line of heroic men and horses galloping towards the great lake. The hoofs of the horses frightened the deer and the birds and beasts to scatter in this deserted valley, and the mountains and flowers flew all over the place.Dozens of fierce horses galloped across the lake from boulders, and there were several iron forks scattered on the bank, which were exactly the same as the ones the old man used to light the fire. The hidden weapons of Tiecha were blocked one by one by the soldiers on horseback.

This made Wen Yanzhi feel cold when he saw it: "...Why didn't I see the hidden weapon just now?"

The old man next to him pointed at the deer in front of him and cursed angrily: "I don't blame you! You know that the agency is great, and you insist on bringing someone back. Now, let's not live here! You stupid deer, What do you tell me to do! You are trying to piss me off!"

But the deer didn't pay any attention to him at this time, instead he focused on the horses and horses running from the lake, but he saw a man with handsome eyebrows and almond eyes, broad shoulders and straight, plain clothes and no armor, so he had to come here first to rein in and dismount his horse , Xingyun Liushui jumped down, holding a piece of thin blue clothes in his hand.

The deer immediately let out a low cry, and suddenly trotted over to look at the comer with the tip of its nose pressed against the old man's back, but the old man frowned and looked back at this moment, but at the moment he saw Qi Yu, he suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning, His whole body froze, his eyes turned red.

As Qi Yu walked over, he raised his head and looked up at the mountain scenery. His expression was a little strange, and he couldn't help frowning slightly. When he saw Wen Yanzhi and the old man, his eyebrows immediately became tighter, and he said in a low voice: "Wen Yanzhi , come here soon."

Wen Yanzhi knew that Qi Yu was terrified by his sudden disappearance, so he hurriedly hugged his clothes and bag and said goodbye to the old man next to him: "Old man, thank you, if there is a chance in the future, I will repay you in the spring."

But the old man seemed to turn a deaf ear to what he said, and at this moment, the flowers, birds, insects and fish in the valley could not disturb his sight at all.His deep and old eyes seemed to only be able to see Qi Yu in front of him, but at this moment, it seemed that many years had passed with his eyes before he saw his close friend who had traveled so far and returned home many years ago.

With this situation, this old man who was just now high-browed, low-eyed, and arrogant-spoken finally has the description of a very old man-he is really old. The wrinkles of age slipped down the cheeks, until they dripped on the grass blades and mud at the feet, melted into the deep soil below, and could no longer be seen.

"... Ping Luan?"

Wen Yanzhi listened to the old man whispering softly on his lips, and called out these two words that had nothing to do with Qi Yu.At this time, these two words have long since lost the slightest bit of yelling and cursing that was so fierce just now. Although the voice is old, although it seems to be full of decades of sophistication, once he uttered it, it is as gentle as a handful of early spring. The melted snow water melts in the palm of the hand and turns, which has a long meaning, as if the caller is not an old man, nor is he a vicissitudes of life, but just a young man with a beautiful face and green temples.

Wen Yanzhi was frightened by his inexplicable tears, supported the old man and asked in a daze: "Old man, what's wrong with you?"

But the old man seemed to be awakened by his words like a delusional dream, and then fixed his eyes on Qi Yu with tears in his eyes, as if he had woken up and understood, he finally shook his head, tightened the corners of his lips and did not speak again.

Wen Yanzhi saw that he was silent, so he had no choice but to let him go, and walked to Qi Yu's side worriedly, but Qi Yu angrily carried him around and inspected it carefully, frowned and asked, "Why do you change all your clothes?" Is it? Whose clothes?"

Wen Yanzhi let him hold the arm to watch, and gave the old man behind him a look: "I fell into the water just now, and this old man gave me a change."

Qi Yu looked at the clothes on his body, his eyebrows became more and more uneven, he only protected Wen Yanzhi behind him, and said to the old man: "Who is the old man? Come and have a look."

But the words "Come and take a look" actually drew a line of tears from the corners of the old man's eyes, and asked the old man to wipe it with his hands indiscriminately, but he neither stepped forward nor knelt down, and only said: "This old man is an old and immortal mountain rough man. Forget it, it still can't get into the eyes of the Supreme Emperor."

"It seems that you still know who I am." Qi Yu asked Wen Yanzhi, holding Wen Yanzhi's cuff, "Why do you have the clothes of the palace tailor? Who are you? Why are you here? What is the picture?"

The old man listened to his question, but didn't speak, just looked at him without sadness or joy, as if he was overlapping his appearance with some kind of memory in his mind at the moment, and didn't care what he said at all.

Qi Yu was a little terrified by his gaze, and was about to raise his hand to call for the old man to be arrested and interrogated, but Wen Yanzhi stopped him by shaking his wrist: "If it wasn't for this old man and his deer, I would probably have been arrested and interrogated." The tiger killed him." As he spoke, Qi Yu shook his head and said in a low voice, "Qi Yu, the old man has lived here for 30 years."

"...30 years?" Qi Yu frowned upon hearing the words, his eyes flicked over the old man, and then he looked at the scenery here and the embroidered fan on the chair by the mountain stream. .

The soldiers behind him were waiting for the emperor's order to arrest the old man. After waiting for too long, they heard the emperor's order: "Forget it, withdraw the troops."

The soldier asked him in amazement: "I would like to report to the Supreme Emperor, this person has lived here for a long time in the mountains and forests but was not discovered by the army, which shows that his whereabouts are surreptitious, his plot is evil, and this hidden weapon—"

"If he's off the rails, he'll be off the rails long ago, so why wait here for 30 years?" Qi Yu shouted at him in a low voice, "Back off, withdraw troops. Since you haven't seen him before, you'll just pretend you haven't been here in the future." , let him live there."

"...Yes." The soldier responded inexplicably, and now he led the horse back in a neat manner.

Qi Yu looked back at the old man standing alone in the mountain wind, sighed softly, turned around and took Wen Yanzhi's hand, then hugged him to get on the horse he was riding when he came up, and turned over and sat on Wen Yanzhi's back. After that, hold the reins.

Wen Yanzhi was bound tightly in his arms, blinked at the old man standing in front of the hut not far away, frowned and asked in a low voice: "Qi Yu, who is this old man? Do you know?"

But Qi Yu didn't answer him right away, only looked away from the old man, lowered his head and kissed Wen Yanzhi's side face with special respect, "Go back first, I haven't eaten for a day, are you hungry?"

Wen Yanzhi shook his head, "The old man gave me grapes."

"The grapes fed you?" Qi Yu laughed, "It was in vain that I was worried that you would be eaten by a tiger, and you ended up eating fruit here. Anyone who dares to take what is given to you is not afraid that he will poison you?"

Wen Yanzhi heard the words, turned his head and looked at the old man again: "...No way, Qi Yu, that old man..."

In his eyes, the old man was withdrawing his gaze from the two of them for a long time. At this moment, he turned around with his hands behind his back, as if he had finally fulfilled or let go of something, and walked back into the hut.The old man still wore the splendid floral dress, still had the bare feet covered with mud, the back was lonely and desolate, vicissitudes and weirdness, but there was a sense of tranquility and detachment.

"He even lit a fire to dry my clothes." Wen Yanzhi said.I don't know why, when he saw the vicissitudes of life and the scene, he wanted to recall Qi Yu's choice of acupoints to return to the mausoleum for a moment, so he couldn't help but raised his hand to hold Qi Yu's wrist, feeling empty and painful.

"Let's go, go back first."

Coming out of the old man's top-secret valley, the sun has completely set, the forest is quiet, and there are birds and insects humming.

It was already too late to return to the capital, so the officials arranged for Qi Yu to tidy up a side hall behind the Shangxuan Palace, so Qi Yu and Wen Yanzhi lived in this side hall that night.

This place was originally the temporary residence of the royal family who came to worship their ancestors in the past dynasties, so the expenses are still complete. The two of them have lived outside for many years and rarely used servants. People brought hot water for Wen Yanzhi to wash.

Wen Yanzhi entered the bathroom screen first, took off the clothes given by the old man, folded them respectfully, and put them on the chair next to him. As soon as he climbed into the hot water and sat down, Qi Yu came over.

His face became hot, and he quickly sank further into the water, only showing half of his head by the side of the bathtub, staring at Qi Yu and said: "Why don't you wait for me outside, what are you doing here?"

"Still angry, idiot?" Qi Yu smiled helplessly, picked up the clothes that Wen Yanzhi had just taken off, took the chair and sat down, put his hands on the edge of the tub, and looked at Wen Yanzhi with a smile With half of his head exposed on the edge of the bathtub, he raised his hand to rub his hair, and kissed his forehead, "I really wanted to tell you about the acupoint selection, but I just ran into a will, and I was in the car for a while. Just forgot to say."

"Can't you tell me earlier?" Wen Yanzhi sat still in the water, still looking at Qi Yu like that, "You just don't want to tell me."

"Life and death are serious matters, why wouldn't I want to tell you?" Qi Yu felt that his sulking appearance was just like a child's, so he couldn't help but kissed him again, "Hey, Wen Dadai, you always say I won't tell you , then you have to listen to me every time and you will be angry again."

Wen Yanzhi sat up from the water, folded his hands on the tub, looked at him without blinking, and said in a businesslike way: "Say it, I'll listen."

Qi Yu approached him funny and pressed his forehead against him, straightened his face slightly, and said slowly: "Didn't I say that your second elder brother Wen Taishi came to look for me the day before yesterday, and I was angry and left."

Wen Yan was taken aback, frowned, and then remembered this: "Yes, I didn't say it at the time, why are you angry with the second brother?"

Qi Yu replied: "He brought me two volumes of acupoint selection drawings, and said that Jue'er was filial, and asked me, an uncle, to choose a grave first. I told him that I couldn't choose, so he cleaned it up." Let’s go back and ask someone to find another place to dig a new one.”

Wen Yanzhi heard the words, his eyes moved slightly: "Why can't I choose?"

Qi Yu raised his hand and pinched his face, his eyes glowed between his brows, and he smiled: "You learned to build it, you know——the Qi family's imperial tomb is more or less the structure of the main tomb, even if the side is I don’t like the fact that there are caves that are all buried with you. I posted money to ask your second brother to go back and ask someone to dig it again. If you want to dig a pair of tombs, you can dig as big or as big as you like, and you can dig anywhere, as long as it’s a pair.”

After Wen Yanzhi heard it, his eyes turned red, but he laughed out loud at his words, and said with force: "Then my second brother didn't beat you then?"

"He wanted to beat him up. After all, there's no one who is holding his younger brother to the back when he's dead." Qi Yu saw that his eyes were red, and he felt the tip of his nose a little itchy, but he only raised his hand to hold his face and kissed him. He whispered, "But if he beats me, it is also his brother who is distressed."

Wen Yanzhi put his arms around his shoulders tightly, finally closed his eyes and shed tears, and gritted his teeth in a deep voice: "Qi Yu, you are too bad, you will bully my second brother."

Qi Yu backed away a little, put his hands on Wen Yan's ribs and hugged him, kissed his lips deeply, and let go after a long time: "How have he and your father bullied me all these years? I They tossed away the imperial throne, so I have to ask for something back from you." Then he lifted him completely out of the water, "Come on, you might as well stop washing, anyway, you'll have to call for hot water later."

"Qi Yu! This—this is Xiling, it's inside the Imperial Tomb, you, you let me down first..."

"Don't let it go. This side hall is for our descendants to live in. Our ancestors love our descendants, so we can do anything."

"No, this won't work!"

"It's fine if I say yes, I am the Supreme Emperor."

"...Qi...Qi Yu..."

By the time the two came back to this bathroom from the bedroom, the night was already dark.After the waiters served them hot water one by one and went out, Qi Yu hugged Wen Yanzhi and sat in the tub together, all of his subordinates were dishonest.

Wen Yanzhi pinched him on his arm, causing Qi Yu to gasp in pain: "The tomb hasn't been dug yet, so toss me lightly, where will I sleep if the toss is gone?"

"Then why didn't you think about torturing me a little bit just now? Where would I sleep if I'm gone?" Wen Yanzhi raised his foot against his chest, and sat back, away from him.

It was originally a desolate and desolate matter of life and death, but at this time they were making fun of it, and they slowly teased each other with a few words, as if the road that could not see the way forward gradually became more glorious.

After a while, Qi Yu grabbed Wen Yan's back and kissed him deeply, and asked seriously with his eyebrows lowered: "Are you still angry? Are you still afraid?"

Wen Yanzhi supported his neck and kissed him back, smiled, just shook his head, after a while, he suddenly remembered the old man he saw at dusk.

"Qi Yu, who is that old man in the mountain today...?"

Qi Yu glanced at him sideways, and sighed softly, "Originally, I was only broken when someone broke my sleeve... I heard that my mother mentioned this person, but she was still very uncertain, as if this person It might not even exist.”

Wen Yanzhi raised his eyebrows: "The old man is a broken sleeve?" I was still changing clothes in his room... but it didn't look like it.

Qi Yu bent the corners of his lips, grabbed Wen Yanzhi's fingers and pinched them, "It is said that he was the last person who accompanied the emperor's grandfather during his lifetime. He was born in the former Duke of Qin's mansion, and he is the third son of the Duke of Qin's mansion just like you. After the decline of the Duke of Qin, he also served as the imperial censor of the Yonghui Dynasty. Most of the criminal laws used by the court today were re-edited by his leaders 40 years ago, and there is also the "crime does not involve women and children". Several cases were handled by him back then, and now all of them have become decrees."

Hearing this, Wen Yanzhi almost blurted out the old man's name, but Qi Yu stopped him: "You just need to know, don't talk about it here in Xiling. This person is also taboo in the palace, and you will meet him in the future." Don't even mention it."

Wen Yanzhi was surprised: "Why?"

Qi Yu sighed, thought for a while, and decided to start from a more appropriate place: "My emperor's grandfather, Emperor Yonghui, is really a very strong person, not only he has to take care of the affairs before his death, but he also takes care of the affairs after his death. Back then when he drove the crane to the west, he didn't know whether he was too thoughtful or not, so he left a dozen volumes of edicts, instructing different things, even including the marriage of Zhennan Huanggu. The most important thing is that the imperial edict that established the throne is gone. It is the one that Qin Wenshu hid in the painting in your small courtyard. I looked through the daily life notes in the past, and interrogated Qi Xuan again, only then did I know that the emperor's grandfather had summoned the old King Jing before his death. Unwilling to be reconciled to the throne being given to the late emperor, he bribed the palace servants to hide the edict. He wanted to make an edict to ascend the throne himself, but he didn't want the late emperor to hear that the old King Jing was summoned, thinking that the power would just fall by the wayside, so he led troops to encircle him. After entering the imperial city, he announced that the imperial decree was enthroned—in fact, he didn’t know what the imperial decree was, so the first emperor was still worried about it until he saw me before he died, thinking that he was an emperor who forced the palace to seize the throne without a decree. "

"That's why he is afraid of old Prince Jing? Because if he loses control of the palace, then old Prince Jing knows where the edict is, and it is very likely to mess up the whole situation." Wen Yanzhishun continued, "But... he doesn't know The name on the edict was originally his own."

Qi Yu sighed deeply, "This is probably what Lu Shiqiu said, 'it's all for the eldest brother'. Even if the emperor thinks that the former emperor was cruel and suspicious, he still understands what kind of emperor this world needs, but it was born for no reason. With so many twists and turns, the former empress came to take away the old King Jing, and everything is probably fate." At this point in the story, he shook his head, "The night the emperor's grandfather passed away, it was the first emperor who ascended the throne. That night, he saw how the first emperor ascended the throne regardless of his family's affection, so he didn't want to say who wrote the will, and probably knew that he was powerless to do anything else. At that time, he only mentioned one thing to the first emperor, It's just that he wants to meet someone."

Wen Yanzhi guessed: "Do you want to see that old man?"

Qi Yu nodded, and continued: "For decades, Beijing and China have kept this matter secret, and the royal family even disdain it, so no one has ever dared to mention it in person, especially after the first emperor succeeded to the throne. I have stumbled at the hands of this old man, and no one is allowed to talk about it."

"What happened to the late emperor?" Wen Yanzhi wondered, "How could this old man make things difficult for the emperor?"

Qi Yu smiled, "Yeah, now that I think about it, it seems like a drama. It was all told by my mother, and I don't know if it's true. It was said that in order to fulfill my grandfather's last wish, the former emperor had a dark face. Someone brought the old man into the palace, and he stayed outside, waiting for the grandpa to leave and wipe the old man's neck. Unexpectedly, the guards and palace servants who were guarding outside only heard someone inside. Started to sing the big drum book."

"Dagushu? Just the Jingyun Dagushu on the street?" Wen Yanzhi frowned, not knowing whether to laugh or blame, "Don't say it was sung by the old man, why would someone still sing the Dagu in front of the sick bed book?"

"No one will know about that." Qi Yu also thought it was funny, he just felt that it was right to not be able to understand the story decades ago, "But it was funny for a while, and after a while, he finally cried bitterly." , the first emperor knew that the emperor's grandfather was gone, so he brought the surrounding officials to go in to get someone. Unexpectedly, as soon as he went in, he saw another will in the old man's hand. He cried and said, Yonghui The emperor's decree said that he wrongly revised the criminal law, turmoiled the government, and committed an unforgivable crime. He should be punished to guard the imperial tomb and never come out of the mountain."

Wen Yanzhi only felt a little chill on his back: "If Lord Yonghui once loved this old man, why did he leave such an edict?"

"This is not the most important point," Qi Yu interrupted him, "The most important thing is that in order to find out the edict to inherit the throne, the first emperor had already searched the Yonghui Emperor's palace, and there was no Kowloon brocade and edict left at all. He didn't know where the edict in the old man's hand came from. He thought it was a forgery, so he called the people in the Ministry of Rites who collected the corpse and pronounced the obituary for the emperor's grandfather to check on the spot, but the Ministry of Rites said that the edict was accurate. However, it is the emperor's grandfather's Wei stele, and it is the emperor's grandfather's handwriting and seal, so the officials and generals around heard the edict. The old man slowly took out a gold medal and said that the emperor's grandpa gave him the Tianlong gold medal, although he could not escape the crime of life, he could avoid the crime of death, but the former emperor was very angry."

Wen Yanzhi said in disbelief: "I only saw that the old man has a bad temper, but he is also a wonderful person. I didn't know he was so wonderful."

"Because of this, the empress mother felt that this matter was quite false, and no one dared to tell the exact truth back then, so she just told me as an unofficial history." Qi Yu shook his head and sighed, "As for where the old man went, I really don't know. If I hadn’t met you in the mountains today, I would have almost forgotten about this matter.”

Wen Yanzhi couldn't help sighing, thinking of the old man's erratic behavior at dusk, he couldn't imagine that he was such a dedicated person: "...so the old man guarded Yonghui for the rest of his life, until Yonghui died. He didn’t leave after that? He stayed in that mountain for 30 years.”

"There are also rumors that the old man committed suicide on the day the emperor's grandfather was buried." Qi Yu patted the back of his hand, "Maybe what we saw today was a ghost."

Wen Yanzhi was amused by him, and said absurdly: "The old man really looks like a ghost."

Qi Yu pouted at the clothes that were not taken away from the chair next to him: "Then you took someone else's shroud."

"Go!" Wen Yanzhi finally laughed, "Qi Yu, can you stop joking about death, it's not good."

Qi Yu also leaned on his shoulder with a muffled smile, raised his hand and splashed some water on his face: "I think it's pretty good. Like the old man today, he scolded himself one by one, it's really true." If you live to that age...it might be more than ninety."

"He's full of anger when he scolds people." Wen Yanzhi said, "He's also strong in his hands, and almost pushed me to the ground when he drove me away."

Qi Yu hurriedly sat up a little: "That's not okay, I'm the only one who can push you to the ground."

"Qi Yu, can you be more serious!" Wen Yanzhi couldn't laugh or cry.

But Qi Yu put his arms around him and said, "Wen Yanzhi, I've been teaching you for so many years, why don't you understand - what do you do with such a serious life? What's the point? You also learn from the old man, When I'm about to die, you'll come up and give me a big drum book."

"How can I sing?" Wen Yanzhi was held in his arms and watched him smile, "I'm afraid I can only recite Confucius and Mencius for you."

"Yes," Qi Yu kissed him fiercely, "The coffin boards will not be able to cover, and I have to get up and fight you."

As a result, the laughter in the side hall of Shangxuan Palace continued for a long time, and it gradually died down in the middle of the night.Hua Xing ascended into the sky, the moon wheel turned, and early the next morning, Qi Yu took Wen Yanzhi to pack up his things and went back to Beijing.

Two days later, Wen Yanzhi went to Wen's house to talk to Wen's second brother about business. He wanted to take this opportunity to ask his father Wen Jiuling if he knew the old man in the deep valley, so as to confirm whether the rumors were true, but unexpectedly, on that day, Then he saw a witness related to this coming from the Wen family mansion.

The man was an old man of the same age as his father Wen Jiuling, about 70 years old, and was brought into the main hall by the porter. When he saw Wen Jiuling, he suddenly cried like a seven or eight-year-old child.

Wen Jiuling was supported by the second brother Wen, frowned and squeezed the old man's hand, and asked carefully: "What's the matter, Ayi, I haven't seen you for many years, why do you cry when you come to my place? Is there something wrong with the country house?" Son? Where is your brother? What's wrong at home?"

"It's not good, it's not good..." The old man was crying out of breath, holding a jade pendant with gold tassels in his wrinkled hands, and when he lifted it up, he wiped his face with the back of his hand, Regardless of his age, he wailed willfully: "Fourth Master Wen, help me, help me... my uncle, my uncle... is gone..."

Wen Jiuling was startled when he heard the words, and shook on Second Brother Wen's arm: "What? How can a man with such a long life..."

"It was fine before," the old man cried out panting, and said in a panic, "I don't know who I met. When I went there, I saw that the garden at home was in chaos. I asked him and he didn't say anything. Blindly saying—"It's time, he was thinking of me when I saw it", and "I didn't believe it, so reincarnation really exists", I was so scared that I stayed with him to sleep, for fear that he would not be alone. The police found short-sightedness... Who knew, who knew that he fell asleep the night before, and couldn't wake up yesterday. He couldn't wake up no matter what, and he was always in a dream, talking nonsense... Speaking of today's noon, I'm no longer angry..."

The old man's words stopped abruptly, and finally threw himself on Wen Jiuling's shoulder and wept bitterly. While trembling, the jade pendant he was holding fell to the ground with a bang. Wen Yanzhi hurried to pick it up and was about to return it to the old man, but saw the jade pendant hanging The cyan jade pendant in the middle was engraved with the character "Zhen", and there was actually a smaller warm yellow round jade on the side of the jade pendant, with the well-formed "Heng" character on it.

These two pieces of jade are tied tightly together by a piece of silk, as if they have been tied together with the eight pieces of beeswax in the gold tassels below for many years, and the threads have already been twisted into layers. White fringe.

And on the eight small beeswax beads at the bottom, eight words were engraved with cinnabar one by one: "Peace and joy, Zipei Wusi."

——I think, I think...

At this moment, the tears in Wen Yanzhi's eyes suddenly couldn't stop gushing out.He found that it was the jade pendant worn around the waist of the old man Shengu. At this time, he finally understood in complete astonishment that the weeping old man was the nephew of the spirit deer that the old man Shengu had picked up. The jade pendant in one place is more like an ironclad proof that the unofficial history has come true, but it is also like an artifact that makes the unofficial history more complicated, making the story that Qi Yu dictated to him that night more difficult to understand.

——Why is such a mysterious person really called Wen Yanzhi only once in this life?Why didn't he wait for the opportunity to return the borrowed clothes, and the old man who had lived a long life hurried away?

He remembered that day in the thatched hut in the valley, the way that weird old man looked at Qi Yu, and the old man's casual sentence before that: "It's boring outside, and the master is here to guard you so you can feel at ease. "

It was at this moment that Wen Yanzhi realized how deep and secure the friendship was in this unscrupulous sentence—just like the old man who drove him away from the deep valley with vicious curses, but after 30 years , alone in the top-secret mountain stream that no one knows, attracted the greenest stream, stepped on the silt with bare feet and planted the most white and flawless lotus, so that there are carps, turtles, cranes and deer in the lotus pond, All for the one who sleeps under it.

Maybe life is really coming to the end, love and not love can be clearly stated, it is only through laughter or tears that one can be enlightened, and everything, pain and joy, can finally be concluded.

Some feelings may never need anyone to deliberately prove, never need anyone to give permission, never need anyone to truly understand, but it exists, as long as someone is unhurried, unmoving, and unmoving, guarding, guarding, and thinking , even if no one knows in that top-secret valley, condensed in the ten thousand hectares of mountains with no business, then if this love is true, one day, it will definitely have the best end, there will always be Every day, it will bloom a beautiful flower in the dark green.

After the room was full of mourning for a long time, Wen Jiuling wiped his eyes with his sleeves and asked the old man, "This is the opening of the tomb, so the lock on the side of the lotus pond is not broken?"

The old man just shook his head: "Uncle has been waiting for today for decades. If he couldn't let go of me, he would have followed him a long time ago. Over the years, he has prepared for today early in the morning, always saying 'it's too boring for him to lie alone. , I have to hurry' and said, 'I have to go and see him'... Everything in the valley is fine."

Wen Jiuling sighed and nodded heavily, "This is your uncle's consummation, so don't cry anymore." Thinking of it now, she asked, "Where's your deer?"

The old man wiped away his tears and said: "When my uncle died, the deer was lying on the side... the back of his hand as a pillow, and went together."

Wen Jiuling said straightly: "It really is a spirit deer, and there is a time for good fortune..."

Wen Yanzhi sent the old man away from Wen's house at night, Wen Yanzhi finished his official business with Second Brother Wen, and was about to leave the house, but suddenly turned around and stopped Second Brother.

Wen Xizhi turned his head indifferently, thinking that the third younger brother had some insights after hearing the old man's mourning and tragic story, and finally decided to marry Qi Yu.