Hypocrites

The Xie Ling Pavilion in Xishi was flooded late at night, and the whole building was burned to the ground, leaving a black shelf, which was completely gone inside and out.

When Liang Heng got the news, it was almost past noon, and there was a pile of notes on his desk that had not been dealt with. He looked through them while hungry and listened to Jiang Zhi's analysis.

"It's probably because the candles in the building were overturned, or the lanterns in the West Market caught fire last night. It's unknown. Fortunately, because it was the New Year's Eve, there were not many guests staying at the Xie Ling Pavilion, so they evacuated in time. Only two or three people died. a whore."

Liang Heng thought, what is the omen of the burning nightmare last night?

Before Jiang Zhi could sigh, His Majesty threw him a roll of memorial: "Look."

The clear and vigorous font on the bamboo slips is powerful: Your Majesty Chen Yuqi, I am not worthy of your virtue, please resign.

Ok?

Jiang Zhi suspected that his eyes were old and dim, so he hurriedly wiped off his eyes with saliva, and looked at it again, Shen Yu still wanted to resign.

"This..." Jiang Zhi was speechless.

Why is he?Nowadays, all young people in the court look to Shen Yuma as their leader. Zou Fang, the school captain of Chengmen, was his subordinate. Yan, not to mention his father Shen Jin has the title of emperor teacher, Shen Yu's future is really bright!

Liang Heng said to himself: "Should I approve or not?"

Jiang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately His Majesty loves Shen Yu and won't let him mess around, and then he heard a sentence - "Okay, that's it."

With a breath stuck in his chest, Jiang Zhi almost passed.

He went out of Dongye Gate in a trance, and met Jieyun coming towards him.

"Dude, what's the matter with you?"

Jiang Zhi's soul returned to the seven orifices, and he slapped his thigh: "It's just nonsense!"

One of the two who made a fuss, Mr. Shen Yushen, didn't care too much after he signed the resignation table, and tidied up the small courtyard his family had built in Wangdu City.The Shen family was not rich and wealthy, so when they bought the yard, they carefully selected this house that was just right for three people and too small for four people. I also privately thought that they would be kicked out of the royal city by His Royal Highness soon, and would not support their father's purchase of the house.

Now that I think about it, my father still has the decision.

But within a few years, he was about to leave again.

A few days ago, Song Jun had taken up his post in the Agriculture Department, and he was given a task to manage millet. He quickly resigned while his senior brother was away, so that Song Jun wouldn't bother him.There are a lot of things in the house, and it is very troublesome to tidy up. Clothes and books are collected, pots and pans are left behind, and the rice grains that Song Jun bought before leaving can’t be put away. Give it to the neighbors, and if there is anything else, just drag it down to Deng Yang, since his family has a lot of people anyway.

He found a dusty box under the couch, Shen Yu dragged it out and patted off the dust.This is what he brought back from Mount Qifeng. The skin with the galloping horse tattoo was not given to Wei Ting as a clue for various reasons, and eventually became a thorn that he and Liang Heng could not afford to let go. .

The thing that caused trouble was no longer needed, Shen Yu moved a charcoal basin, lit a fire, and planned to burn it, he stretched out his hand to open the box——

A pale ring lay quietly on the inner lining.

Xinzhou held the box and looked at it carefully under the light of the sky. This small phalanx ring, which had long since lost its life, once imprisoned the freedom of two generations.It fell completely into his hands.

Shinshu felt ironic, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.With his remaining palm, he closed the wooden box and hid it in the straw pillow.He opened the door and went out. His parents were weaving bamboo strips in the simple yard. The three nodded to each other, and Xinzhou left home.Since the son stopped talking, the parents have also become reticent.It's nothing, as long as you understand each other's meaning, you can communicate effectively. Sometimes people with long mouths can talk endlessly, but it's all nonsense.

The Yangshi Hall was a side hall, and Liang Heng was picking up things by himself in it, making the sound of the clang of the soldiers.Deng Yang was waiting for him outside holding the repaired Liang family genealogy, and said distressedly: "Your Majesty, what are you looking for? Wouldn't it be good to call someone?"

Liang Heng didn't bother to pay attention to him, he was rummaging through boxes and cabinets with all his body and mind. He took out a piece of engraved wooden tablet and an embroidered sachet, and put them in his arms like a baby.

Deng Yang finally waited for someone to come out, and hurriedly asked: "Your Majesty, the genealogy is finished, what are you going to do next?"

Holding his entire wealth, Liang Heng returned to Tianlu Pavilion with Deng Yang, and spread out the genealogy.The emperors of the Liang family spread their branches and leaves, and their descendants were full of descendants, but when it came to Emperor Huan and Emperor Ling, they both had only one heir.Liang Heng pushed back to Liang Yu's name, extended to his elder brother Liang Buhai on the left, and his younger brother Liang Huang on the right.

Under Liang Buhai's name was Liang Kuizi, who later became Liang Xuan.Liang Huang's name is Liang Zhu.

Deng Yang said: "The King of Southern Sichuan is the youngest brother of Emperor Huan, his son is now as old as His Majesty, right?"

Liang Heng asked: "Is this the only one of the same age?"

Deng Yang replied: "The genealogy is all done, and this is the only one. The rest are all in the middle of nowhere. Your Majesty, do you want to find a playmate?"

Liang Heng rolled his eyes at him, generously let him go home to rest for a day, and come back after noon tomorrow.

On the night of the first lunar month, the spring breeze blows over the wild egrets, and the drizzle is like a hair, soaking the fields, flowers and plants that have experienced the harsh winter.The larvae are unearthed, the weeds sprout, and the spring thunder wakes up the sting.In the starry sky, the North Star gradually points to the east.

That night, Deng Yang finally had a good night's sleep.He was exploited under Liang Heng's hands. In order to repair the genealogy, he spent all his time in Zongzhengsi, consulting countless documents and records, and his eyes were almost blind.I don't think he has worked so hard in the past ten years of studying.

And, ignore his pals.

He remembered that Song Jun was going to go out of town in the next few days, and planned to go to Shen's house to have a farewell drink with him.In the early morning, the air is mixed with fresh water vapor, and there is a burst of vitality, which makes people feel open-minded.

He carried the wine jar and went to the Shen door in Beiluli, knocked on the door and shouted: "Brother Yu! Brother Jun! Come and meet me! I have half a day off today, let's have a drink?!"

No one answered.

The door was slightly opened under his violent knocking.It seems no one is home?Deng Yang entered the courtyard in surprise.The ground was cleaned so that there was no leaf or dust. He didn't even respond. When he entered the east courtyard, the horses in the stables were gone.He was familiar with the road, and when he found Shen Yu's room, it was really empty.Not only were the people gone, but the bed was also cleaned up, leaving only a wooden shelf.It seems like it moved overnight.

There is a charcoal plate in the center, and the residual smell from the burning permeates the room, a faint burnt smell.

Deng Yang was puzzled, why did Shen Yu and Song Jun disappear?And without notifying myself!The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he almost forgot that Liang Heng told him to enter the palace in the afternoon.

He met Jiang Zhi outside the Chengming Gate, also wearing a mask of sorrow.

"What happened to Master Jiang?"

"Don't mention it!" Jiang Zhi said, "Master Shen has done a good job at such a young age, why did he want to resign? It's fine for him to resign, but His Majesty actually agreed? You must ask His Majesty about this kind of matter! It would be the best if you can persuade the two of them to change their minds!"

So the two confused people walked into Tianlu Pavilion together.

The pavilion was silent, except for a candle that was burned out at night and shed tears quietly.

Before Liang Heng came, before the emperor's case, his servant Xinzhou was reading a piece of yellow silk.Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xinzhou turned his head, his brows furrowed—there was a third bewildered person in Tianlu Pavilion.

Xinzhou presented the yellow silk with both hands to Jiang Zhi, and the two of them saw that the golden seal was stamped on the silk book—the golden seal that had been stolen for a long time—this is a real letter of credence, proclaiming to the world, enthroned The young emperor, who had just passed one year, voluntarily abdicated the throne.

Where is the emperor?Where did the emperor go?

The guards of the pavilion and the guards of the platform rushed out and turned the Zhangyi Palace upside down, leaving no trace of Liang Heng.

The sparrow perched on the eaves of the palace spread its wings, passing the noisy and restless crowd, like a rainbow, flying from the south of the city to the north of the city, crossing the scorched pavilions of the West City without stopping, dragging its tail like scissors, and landed in the bushes outside the city. Blooming daphne branches.

The official road is filled with the fragrance of flowers in the Spring Festival.The purple Daphne fragrance, the red camellia, the end of the road is filled with concubine-colored rays, that is the apricot blossom forest like clouds and fog.

A carriage quietly drove towards Hualin. The driver wore a low bamboo hat and had a straight back.The breeze blew the car curtain, a hand was stretched out from behind the green cloth, the slender knuckles were stretched, and the shredded paper in the palm was filled with countless Liang's names, like flying white butterflies, it was scattered into the wind and disappeared in an instant.