My historian is dying every day

Qi Yu walked all the way to the guest room in the backyard. Although he knew that Wen Yanzhi was following behind, he didn't look back at all, and pushed the door straight into the room, shutting Wen Yanzhi out.

Wen Yanzhi paused outside, faced the screen door and typed several manuscripts, but felt that it was not appropriate, so he tossed it in his heart, raised his hand to push the door, but was afraid that he would not be able to speak , Qi Yu became even angrier when he heard that, he went back and forth, raised and lowered his hand, half a stick of incense passed, and he was still walking back and forth at the door.

"..."

Qi Yu sat in the room expressionlessly, watching the shadow dangling on the door screen.

——Is it going to come in or not?I'm going to sleep if I don't come in!

The shadow outside was still swaying, just when Qi Yu felt that his patience was about to run out, the wooden door suddenly opened a crack, and Wen Yan leaned in with his upper body, wearing the soapy blue jacket, as if the fur robe was given to Fang Zhitong and never changed again Putting on the other one, it was like this all the way back. At this time, his hand holding the door frame was slightly red from the cold, the tip of his nose was also a little red, and his thin lips were slightly parted to speak, but in the winter night, he breathed out first.

...it looks like it's cold.

Qi Yu felt that he was worthless, so now he wanted to take off the fur robe on his body and put it on him.

He sighed, just thinking about it, really angry, every time he sees this idiot pitiful, he can't bear it.Perhaps this is fate.He was just about to raise his hand to untie the strap, but Wen Yanzhi watched him move and asked nonsense: "You... want to sleep? Well, then I'll take my leave first?"

Qi Yu lowered his hand angrily: "Then what are you doing here?"

——It’s better to go back to sleep directly!

——On this elm head, it will be hard until it is thawed, so what kind of clothes are you wearing!

Seeing that he was indeed angry, Wen Yanzhi froze on the half exposed under the door, a little helpless: "I'm here to apologize...Today, I misunderstood you..."

Qi Yu glanced at the charcoal stove in the house, not looking at him.

Wen Yanzhi stared at him blankly for a moment, then carefully raised his leg and stepped in: "Qi Yu, I'm sorry—"

"Who let you in?" Qi Yu raised his eyes and said coldly.

Wen Yanzhi hurriedly put his legs away from the threshold: "No, no." At this moment, he thought of his uncle who was locked out of his aunt in the past, and his heart was a little complicated.

Looking at his aggrieved appearance, Qi Yu was amused in his heart, but he still grimaced and said, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Wen Yanzhi: "..."

Why do you even say the same words as my aunt?

He struggled to recall how his uncle replied to these words back then, and imitated that appearance, holding the door, and said in a low voice: "Everything is wrong, it should never be wrong, it's all my fault, so don't be angry gone."

Qi Yu, on the other hand, leaned against the table for a long time, looking at him like a mirror: "Where did you learn this? It looks like you have coaxed many people, and you dare to perfunctory me?"

Wen Yanzhi rubbed the tip of his nose, "...well, it was my uncle who coaxed my aunt to say it when he was begging for my aunt." Sure enough, he heard it.

Qi Yu raised his brows and smiled: "Then I have to say the next sentence, how do you want to compensate me?"

Wen Yanzhi hesitated for a while, then he really didn't know how to change his words, he just said: "I can't even make you a pullover and clothes."

The low laughter in the room penetrated the light from the window screens, and Qi Yu finally sighed on the ground in the backyard porch, "Wen Yanzhi, come in."

Wen Yanzhi closed the door and entered the room, and stood by the door, looking sincerely repentant.At this moment, the servant fetched hot water for bathing and brought it. Seeing Wen Yanzhi here, he said that the hot water in Wen Yanzhi's room was also ready.

Qi Yu looked at the water in the barrel, and suddenly asked Wen Yanzhi in a deep voice, "Do you always think that the emperor is a thing that hurts people?"

Wen Yanzhi was taken aback: "There is absolutely no such thing, how could you think so?"

Qi Yu raised his hand and took off his robe and put it aside, as if he had unloaded some burden, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I asked you a question today, but you haven't answered yet. What do you think of me? The emperor, or ...Qi Yu?"

His words, after all, no longer called "Zhen", and his plain tone came so suddenly, Wen Yanzhi never expected it.He stole a glance at Qi Yu's expression, he seemed to be thinking deeply about something, and there seemed to be a trace of loneliness between his brows and eyes.

——What do I take him for?

Wen Yanzhi thought,...do you want to be the emperor?

Perhaps as early as in the palace, when Qi Yu gradually fell in love, it was mostly out of admiration, awe, and following. At that time, when the flood first broke out, all the ministries were panic-stricken. When attacking from abroad, advance and retreat in a moderate manner, and kill decisively.

Qi Yu is a good emperor, diligent in governing and loving the people, trying his best to govern the country, and thoughtful. Wen Yanzhi is too close and sees it too clearly. I don't know when, his mood began to have a little more affection.It's like wanting to get closer, to be closer, to be more knowledgeable.Is it when you are asking for grace in Yanfu Palace?When eating together?Or, when riding in a carriage with him during the ten-week break?It is impossible to know now.

Since he was in love, did he treat him as Qi Yu? ——Tender and affectionate, tactful words of love, said in his ears, how happy he was.

"...I, I can't tell." Wen Yanzhi's cheeks were a little red, and his eyes were dodged, "But... But I know, if you are not the emperor, I also like you."

"Say that last sentence again." Qi Yu leaned his head on the table and looked at him, "You never told me that."

Wen Yanzhi turned around to face the wall in embarrassment, and said sullenly: "...you didn't tell me either."

The next moment, suddenly a pair of powerful arms encircled him from behind, and the warm breath sprayed on the back of his neck, like a bird with thin feathers scratching it. Before turning his head, Qi Yu had already rested his chin on his shoulder , surrounded him tightly, and whispered in his ear: "What else should I say? You don't think this is enough?...Wen Yanzhi, I gave you my heart, do you want to get an enamel?" Do you just take a look at the plate? Or do you want me to write it on my face every day, so that everyone in the world can see? I like you, how much do I want to like you! If I could, I would have made a sedan chair to carry you in Mansion, eat and sleep on the couch every day, and I will never let you suffer half a grievance!"

"...So, how can I be willing to do something that makes you sad?"

The ending turned into a breath, and finally fell, Wen Yanzhi turned around and hugged his waist, buried his face deeply on his shoulder, choked up and said: "I know, Qi Yu, I know...it's all my fault! I will never do this again, trust me."

"Believe you idiot?" Qi Yu snorted and raised his hand to knock on Wen Yanzhi's head: "It's better to believe that old pigs can climb trees and monkeys can lay eggs. You look like a stone, and you will never see it after a hundred years of repairing You have to be able to understand..."

"I'm stupid, I'm stupid!" Wen Yanzhi suddenly raised his face to look at him, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of red, his eyes were clear, and his expression was firm: "From now on, if you treat me well, tell me that you treat me well." Okay. From now on, if you think I'm stupid, tell me. You think I'm stupid. I'm stupid, but I can still hear people's words clearly. Don't be angry. I'm afraid that you will be angry. Afraid--"

"Okay, okay." Qi Yu's frozen heart was turned into snow slag by the words just now. Now that he heard these words, he still couldn't hold back. It had already turned into a trickle of water. He hugged Wen Yanzhi tightly, Patting him on the back, he smiled helplessly: "Hey, why is it me who gets angry every time, but in the end, it's me who coaxes you?"

Wen Yanzhi laughed out of his sorrow, and was held by his shoulders, and he raised his hand to wrap around his neck: "Because you treated me well, this time, this time I understand."

The figures of the two embracing were cast on the window screen of the door, from the outside, there was a hint of tranquility of the years.

Under the cold night and moonlight, Li Gengnian sat on the opposite roof, looked at the door of Qi Yu's guest room, shook his head and clicked his tongue twice, sadly raised his head to look at the moon, and felt that he was the wolf from the north. Howl twice.

For some reason, after being single for so many years, from this moment... I am a little envious of the couple.

Woke up early the next morning, everyone had eaten breakfast, and then began to pack up the expenses for the trip to Yingzhou.

Qi Yu sat in the front hall and watched Li Gengnian and the dark guard moving things, and when he thought about going to Yingzhou, he felt a throbbing pain in the back of his head.

I don't know how many books from the past month have been piled up there, I'm afraid I may not be able to read them all in three to five days and nights.Besides, there are water control matters, Nine Dragons Brocade, the affairs of King Kang, the affairs of the virtuous king... There is also Tan Qingnian, the governor of the river, who is stubborn.

But who told him to be an emperor.

Hearing the sigh from the person next to him, Wen Yanzhi couldn't help but turn around and ask, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

——I feel uncomfortable all over.

Qi Yu didn't speak, and waved his hands wordlessly, he only hoped that this journey would last for three days, and nothing else would happen, otherwise his hard-working spirit would break down, and he would die of torment.

This thought was not finished yet, but when someone slammed the door of Shen's residence again, the knock made his head hurt even more, he couldn't help frowning: "It's still early, it shouldn't be Shen Youfang."

Li Gengnian was in the front yard, he opened the door without any hassle, but saw that it was really Shen Youfang.He instantly remembered what Shen Youfang said last night, and felt a little embarrassed: "Uh... ah... Good morning, Shen, Shen Youfang."

Shen Youfang, however, looked anxious, and before he had time to worry about him, he raised his hand and opened the door, and pulled a woman in coarse linen into the courtyard: "Liu Shilang! Something happened to Fang's family!"

Qi Yu: "..."

——What did I just say?

He rubbed his browbones and straightened up: "What's the matter?" I guess it's just a family fault, so Fang Xiaowu went to gamble again.

Wen Yanzhi had already got up and walked to the courtyard, and asked anxiously: "What happened to the Fang family? Is this woman...?"

"The civilian woman is Fang Xiaowu's first wife! I beg all the officials, save my uncle, save my uncle!" Seeing Wen Yanzhi approaching in a hurry, the woman knelt down in front of him and cried, "My lord! His brother It's not a thing! You go and save Zhitong..."

"Don't worry, get up quickly," Wen Yanzhi hurriedly helped the woman up, only to see that her sallow face was covered with tears, her right cheek was still red and swollen, and her calloused hands kept wiping her face, He wiped off the cloth skirt on his body again. There were three patches nailed to it, and it was dusty, "What happened to Fang Zhitong? What did his brother do? Didn't Liu Shilang leave money for Xiangzheng yesterday? Is it not enough to pay off the debt?" Is it?"

The woman panicked and said: "Early yesterday morning, that bastard Fang Xiaowu brought a group of people from nowhere, saying that he wanted to find Zhitong to make fake paintings. Those people looked fierce, and they even brought a knife, and tied a girl doll by their side. , Zhitong said, saying that if he doesn't make that fake painting, those people will kill that girl!"

Wen Yanzhi's body froze, and he grabbed the woman's arms: "What doll? What's the doll's name?"

The woman cried: "Zhitong said he must be saved! Call her Yunzhu!"

Wen Yanzhi was shocked, "Yunzhu?!"

At this time even Qi Yu also came over, Su Rong asked the woman: "Where is Fang Zhitong now? Where is Yunzhu?"

The woman cried and cried: "Zhitong was leaving last night. Fang Xiaowu was worried that he would run away, so he went to the entrance of the village and hired a bullock cart to go with him. Before I left, I asked them where they were going, but they didn't tell me why. Stop it, Fang Xiaowu...he, he beat me! I borrowed the donkey from Xiangzheng's family to come here overnight, please hurry up and save Zhitong!"

Qi Yu really felt that his temples were bulging, so why pack up and go to Yingzhou now?Things like this happened without being on the road.

He raised his hand and pulled away Wen Yanzhi who was at a loss, and ordered a dark guard to go to the place where Fang Xiaowu hired the ox cart first, and asked where the ox cart was sent, and then asked Shen Youfang: "Mr. Shen is in Qingyang." Is there enough manpower to follow from Zhuxiang to the surrounding official roads?"

Shen You thought for a while, then turned and walked out: "If you don't have enough, you have to make up."

"Li Gengnian," Qi Yu called, "follow Shen Youfang to have a look, and you must come up with a solution as soon as possible. Since you found Yunzhu this time, there is absolutely no reason to let those people go."

Li Gengnian got the order, so he bit the bullet and followed Shen Youfang.

Only then did Qi Yu's eyes fall on Wen Yanzhi, he paused, and said, "Go and draw some portraits of Fang Zhitong with Gong Zhiyuan, and hand them over to Shen Youfang's staff later."

The cuffs Wen Yanzhi was pinching were already soaked in sweat, so he could only nod his head at this moment: "Okay, okay, I'll go draw now."