The Record of Reemployment of the Laid-off Emperor

"The method of reincarnation is a secret method inherited from the lineage of the great witches in Shenwu Mountain. It can draw out the true spirit of a person and put it into the wheel of reincarnation, so that people can retain the memory of reincarnation. One thing bestowed by heaven must take one thing. The person who wants to be reincarnated must pay and respond There are two ways to pay for the price of waiting, one is external force, and the other is effort."

"External force, what Shenwu Mountain needs."

"The strength of the heart is the most precious thing for the seeker."

"I guess Qi Guanwei is just exchanging the chance of reincarnation at the cost of external force."

Yang Qing walked on the road in a daze, and he repeatedly chewed on the conversation with Xun in the flower shop.

He has never been to Shenwu Mountain, has never seen the rumored great witch with supernatural powers, and has never prayed to the great witch for afterlife, so there is only one explanation for him to become Yang Qing—Qi Guanwei.

He probably guessed the terms of the exchange between Qi Guanwei and Shen Wushan.

ha?Ridiculous!

The king of the Qingyang Clan would not lie on the ground like a dog begging for an illusory afterlife, he only wanted to be Qingyangbi, so that he could die well.But what did Qi Guanwei do?Regardless of his wishes and thoughts, he colluded with Li Chao to open the city gate, betrayed his subjects, and betrayed him.

In the end, now you want to tell him that I am all for you? ? ?

Who begged him to do that?Who begged him?

In his eyes, could it be that Qingyangbi is someone who is greedy for life and afraid of death?

Yang Qing felt a piercing sadness and humiliation.

Qi Guanwei's arrogance made him feel endlessly humiliated, he bet that if Qi Guanwei or Cen Weiyu dared to say the words 'it's all for him' in front of him, he would strangle him to death without hesitation.

He guessed that Qi Guanwei in his previous life did not abandon Yong Dynasty because of his fame and fortune, he did it for...

Cen Weiyu was five years older than him, which meant that Qi Guanwei died five years earlier than Qingyang Bi. He was originally puzzled why Qi Guanwei died in the year when the city was broken.The hero who should have been promoted step by step did not get the high-ranking official and rich salary he deserved.

Qi Guanwei chose to die by himself, he was smiling when he died, he could abandon the world of despair and have an afterlife.

He did it for—for his own selfishness—the love that deserved to be buried in the belly of a snake, bitten by venomous fangs, never to see the sun, and deserved to rot.

Yang Qing felt extremely disgusted, Qi Guanwei forcibly turned him into an accomplice because of his own selfishness, an accomplice who stomped on the boundless bones and happily played house games.

Apart from the bones, what stepped on the soles of his feet was the pride of Qingyangbi.

Everything is disgusting, Qi Guanwei's love, Cen Weiyu's love, disgusting to the core!

Yang Qing wants to tell himself that it's over, everything is over, whether it's Yong Chao, Qingyang Bi, Qi Guanwei, Cen Weiyu, everything ended a thousand years ago, and he and Cen Weiyu will never meet again.He should put it down and take good care of Zhang Yuanying with his broken body, like she used to take care of her young self, and take care of her until she grows old.But the blood is burning, burning along his bone marrow, he will be burned to ashes, blown away by the wind, and there will be no shadow named Yang Qing in the world.

Only in this way can he be clean.

……

Yang Qing returned to the small rented courtyard in his skin. He inserted the key into the lock, and the lock was rusted. As soon as he turned the key, there was a crunching sound, and when he opened the door, he walked slowly along the steps. Go up slowly.

On the second floor, he opened the anti-theft door and looked inside.The TV hanging on the wall, the slightly old sofa, and the fried lettuce covered with a stainless steel basin on the dining table, everything seems to be as usual.

Yang Qing's brain was also rusted, and he turned very slowly. Every time he turned, there would be a creaking sound like unlocking a lock. His gaze followed the corners of the furniture, TV, sofa, dining table, Zhang Yuanying?

Zhang Yuanying!

Yang Qing panicked and shouted: "Zhang Yuanying? Grandma!"

He searched the house like crazy, there was no one in the living room, no one in the bedroom, where could she go?He obviously locked it when he went out?

"Kuuuuuuuuu!" Yang Qing forcefully opened the toilet door, saw the scene inside, he was stunned.

The shower was turned on by someone, and a puff of cold water poured on the person who was curled up in the corner, and the soaked clothes stuck to her body like melted paint lumps.

Yang Qing turned off the shower, the sound of water disappeared, Zhang Yuanying cried as if frightened, holding her head, Yang Qing quickly turned on the shower.

He squatted on the ground, his body was also soaked by water, he wanted to touch Zhang Yuanying's hand, but her hand froze in the air because of her shivering, his voice was dry, like two scorched wood rubbing against each other,

"grandmother……"

What responded to him was Zhang Yuanying's frightened eyes looking up—the eyes of strangers.

Yang Qing raised his head, puffy cold water flowed into his eyes, more and more cold water, the eye sockets could not be closed, dripping down his sleeping face.

He thought, endless purgatory.

No matter how difficult life is, you have to get through it. People always feel that they can no longer bear the pressure of life, but if you bite your teeth, you will find that you are far stronger than you imagined.

Yang Qing silently accompanied Zhang Yuanying, turned off the shower when she calmed down, wrapped her in a towel, carried her out of the toilet and put her on the bed, changed into clean clothes, and dried her hair.

He was not good at taking care of people, so he rolled Zhang Yuanying's hair into the hair dryer. The pain was so painful that Zhang Yuanying grabbed the pillow and threw it on his face. He couldn't untie it, so he had to cut off his hair with scissors.

After feeding Zhang Yuanying the medicine, she finally calmed down.

Yang Qing was sitting on the edge of the bed. The doctor told him that Zhang Yuanying's condition would only get worse day by day until she could no longer recognize anyone.This process is like a river flowing into the sea, leaves flourishing and leaves withered, it cannot be reversed, it cannot be stopped.

After sitting for a while, his waist was sore and his back hurt. He also fell asleep listening to Zhang Yuanying's steady breathing.

When there are patients who need more care, even if I collapse again, all emotions can only be suppressed in my heart, which is my responsibility.

Yang Qing found a job in the greenhouse and lived a two-point and one-line life. At work, he took care of the flowers and plants under the guidance of Xiao Xun, and took Zhang Yuanying out for a walk when he came home from work. Many women help him take care of Zhang Yuanying's daily life, which greatly reduces his burden.

One thing, he couldn't remember Xiao Xun's last name, no matter how many times Xiao Xun told him, he would forget it in the next second.

At the beginning, he was a little wary of Xiao Xun, but as time went by, he found that Xiao Xun was not malicious towards him, but a little too close to him. The sons of the ministers are treated as two persons.

Time came to August.

On August [-]th, there was heavy rain. The town's drainage system was outdated, and it was too late to run such a large amount of water. The streets were filled with water, like a city-state built on the sea.

Yang Qing rolled up his trousers, dipped in the water, and rushed to the greenhouse with one deep foot and one shallow foot. Xiao Xun called and said that the backyard of the greenhouse had flooded, and he was going to help transfer the flowers.

When we arrived at the greenhouse, there were twos and threes crowded with aunts who were trapped by the rainstorm. Xiao Xun brought out the winter heater and dried their clothes for them.

Yang Qing poured out the water in the rain boots, wrung out the coat and put it on the heater to blow.During the period, an aunt greeted him and asked him about his grandma.

He promised a few words, put on the raincoat that Xiao Xun put on the counter, and walked into the backyard.

The ventilation partition between the backyard and the greenhouse is not soundproof.

Yang Qing was busy rescuing the flooded flowers, and could still listen to gossip during the process.

The aunt who asked his grandma just now said, "Oh, Sister Hu, I don't know when the rain will stop. My crops have all been destroyed."

Sister Hu sighed: "Who's not? My family has just grafted fruit trees! God who committed crimes!"

The two complained for a while, then said, "Do you know there was a car accident at Yanzikou?"

"Why haven't I heard of it! It's a terrible collision!"

"Who suffers from the plague, walking on the mountain road in heavy rain, the car fell directly from the mountain road, and the orchard contracted by Tian Laowu is underneath, Tian Laowu is unlucky." The voice sounded gloating.

"You still don't know who it is?"

"Who?"

Sister Hu got excited and pulled another aunt, "It's a professor. His surname seems to be Zeng, no, his surname is Cen, and he is lying in the county hospital! You didn't go to see the excitement that day? The ambulance, the police car. The mouths of the swallows are all full, and there is also an excavator that is higher than the sky!"

"I'm going to be interviewed by the TV station in the next two days, let's watch the fun together!"

"Boom!" There was a crisp sound.

Sister Hu glanced suspiciously at the backyard, and the woman she was chatting with grabbed her and said, "Xiao Yang must have broken the flowerpot. Don't worry about it. Then, what about the professor surnamed Cen?"

"Dead?"