The Record of Reemployment of the Laid-off Emperor

The heat in his eyes is mixed with the midsummer, mixed with the morning glory's longing for the sun, Yang Qing is almost roasted, he dare not Yang Qing take over the morning glory with the remaining warmth, and put it on the brim of the small nettle , there is a blue fluttering ribbon, there is a creeper leaf that accidentally rubs against it, and at this time there is another small flower.

Fingers brushed Xiao Xunrunying's side face, and the warm touch was instant, and he said softly: "But I am not worthy of your liking."

Xiao Xun's eyes were eager, and the tiny petals on the brim of the hat shook violently.

Yang Qing put his index finger on his lips, and made a silent gesture, "Your Highness you like, Lord Qing you admire is not like me."

Xiao Xun almost shed tears: "In the old Taixue, everyone regarded me as a pig and dog, even Qi Guanwei, who was kind to me, only regarded me as a joke. Only Your Highness, you treat me as a human being." , the nobles who live in the clouds regard me as a human being. Only in your eyes can I distinguish myself from pigs and dogs. I have been deprived of not only my surname, not only my status as the son of the prefect, but also my qualifications to be a human being. It has been a long time , After a long time, even I myself have become insensitive, I just want to live, even though I have to kneel on the ground and beg anyone."

Looking at Xiao Xun's eyes, his shadow is really reflected in it, no, it's the outline of the sun, like a brave man going forward, but he is just a cowardly neighing soul in the dark.

Yang Qing's voice was dry, "I just wanted to humiliate you when I first saw you. I am no different from anyone else."

Xiao Xun said firmly: "If you really want to embarrass me, why do you do it yourself, a look, a hint, there will be countless charmers who will beat me to the bone for entertainment, but you didn't do that. as equals."

Yang Qing was terrified, he couldn't afford others' expectations of him, because he clearly understood that he was far from other people's expectations, and cowards would die under the weight of expectations.In order to protect herself, Yang Qing couldn't wait to refute Xiao Xun with her own despicable example.

This confession turned into a funny debate at some point.

The affirmative contestant throws an example: "You gave me the surname Ji."

The opposing party retorted: "I mistakenly thought that you had something personal with Qi Guanwei, and you deliberately showed your affection to him."

You come and I argue endlessly, Yang Qing is overwhelmed by the heat, the light spots spread into spots in front of his eyes, and the creepers and morning glory not far away are green and blue oil paints.

Xiao Xun took off his hat, stood on tiptoe, raised one hand high to shield him from the sun, fine crystal beads of sweat slid down the bridge of Xiu Ting's nose, and smashed fleeting black spots on the ground.

The circular shadow covered half of Yang Qing's face, and he slowly squatted on the ground, like a baby curled up in a mother's body, or like a bewildered child, exuding the cowardly scent of an escaper from his soul.

The heat was steaming, Yang Qing covered her face, "Do you know why I hate Qi Guanwei?"

Xiao Xun squatted down together, and when Qi Guan was mentioned, her expression became more than eight degrees cold, "Because he betrayed you."

Yang Qing shook his head, he put down his hand, his eyes were blank, "Is this really the case?" It seemed to be asking Xiao Xun, but also asking himself.

Before Xiao Xun could speak, he raised his head and looked directly at the sun, his eyeballs were stinging and he refused to look away, refused to blink.As if to let the sun blind his eyes, burn his undrained tears, and, moreover, evaporate his existence from the world.

"I can only hate him. I can only hate him. I dare not face up to my sins. Fortunately, I pushed all my faults to him and let him suffer the punishment of the scorching sun for me. I hide in a dark corner and linger on my last breath."

"You know, I'm actually the one who's been running away."

"Your Highness..." Xiao Xun wanted to cover Yang Qing's eyes, but he turned away calmly.

He cut himself apart, and put his unspeakable despicable thoughts in the daytime, "I can't accept my incompetence, I can't accept my failure, I can't accept the demise of the Yong Dynasty, I can't accept the death of my concubine, I can't accept Jiang Yuan's death." Disabled. I told myself that if Qi Guan didn't open the city gate slightly, I would be able to reappear the glory of the Yong Dynasty."

Yang Qing's eyes were red, he looked at Xiao Xun, tremblingly said: "But that's impossible, the one who can save Yongchao is the sun, but I'm not the sun at all." His eyes hurt so much, he saw Qingyang Tu in a daze, The face of the king who he regarded as a loser and worthless finally changed to Qingyangbi again.He finally understood why Qingyangtu chose him to sit on the throne after he clearly didn't want to see him, and he couldn't be called a fatherly kind to him.

Probably because Qingyangtu had already foreseen the end of the Yong Dynasty, and he wanted to watch his arrogant son buried by the throne with evil intentions.

Xiao Xun hugged Yang Qing and called one after another: "Your Highness, my Highness..."

Yang Qing murmured: "I can't accept him, and I can't accept my fiasco; I can only hate him, and my mediocrity."

Yang Qing broke away from her embrace, stood up, bent down and picked up the petunias that fell on the ground at some time, and handed it to her: "How can I be worthy of the petunias' liking like this."

Yang Qing left, walking very fast, with little black spots on his back, Xiao Xunxu held the morning glory, and said in a daze: "I just ask if you can accept it, or not. There is no such thing as worthy or not, in the world There is only love and not love, you just don't love me."

Silent tears splashed on the petals, like the morning dew.

……

In the past half a year, the season has entered winter, and the scorching sun has replaced the silver clothes.

One day in December, Yang Qing took Zhang Yuanying to buy new year's goods in the town, and was in the middle of a verbal battle with the butcher shop owner, when the phone in his coat pocket suddenly vibrated.

Yang Qing was fighting so fiercely that he had no time to take care of it.

"The two catties of pork bones I ordered the day before yesterday, today I'm selling two catties of miscellaneous bones, Lao Jin, do you do business like this!" Yang Qing held Zhang Yuanying in one hand, and smashed the plastic bag of pig bones on the chopping board with the other. Be bang bang.

The boss knew he was right and smiled and apologized, "Xiao Yang, it's my brother who did a bad job, but let's talk about it in private, look," he pointed at the long line behind Yang Qing, "Let's not disturb the folks." Let’s buy it, talk in private, will it work in private? I’ll fill you with pork bones, and add another catty of pork tube.”

The lack of gold and meat is not once or twice, Yang Qing didn't want to expose it easily, but the mobile phone in his pocket was noisy like mourning, and there were too many people, Zhang Yuanying was also a little scared.

Helpless, Yang Qing accepted the mended pork bones and pig tubes, glared at the golden meat general, and protected Zhang Yuanying to squeeze out of the crowd.

The phone was still making noise, as if it was going to break his pocket, standing in front of him and screaming, answer the phone quickly!

He was not in a good mood, and he answered the phone in a very aggressive tone. He didn't even look at the caller, and he made a short angry sound after saying "Hello", and almost engraved the words "Say something quickly, put a fart quickly" into the voiceprint .

"Xiao Yang, it's me, Sister Yao, wishing you a Happy New Year." The landlord's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Yang Qing suppressed his anger and greeted the landlord, and the two went back and forth for about ten minutes. The third sister Yao on the other end of the phone was pinching the phone cord and circling, feeling very uneasy. Obviously, she also knew that what she said next was not kind, but when she thought of the red ticket ...

Who can have trouble with money!

Gritting his teeth, "I saw your grandma some time, the old man is alright."

"My hometown smoked bacon, and I'll send you some to try in the afternoon."

There is nothing to be courteous about, adultery or robbery, Yang Qing said vigilantly: "Sister Yao, you can speak directly if you have something to say."

After making a big circle, Third Sister Yao stammered, "Last time I came to see if there was a water leak in your house. Isn't there no one living on the first floor of yours? There is a young man who wants to rent a house. I want to ask you..."

Yang please narrowed his eyes, and his voice became cold: "I remember that we signed a whole lease contract, I remember correctly."

"That's right..."

"Sister Yao, don't you already take money from others?"

The third sister Yao was shocked, she looked at the two stacks of banknotes on the coffee table unconsciously, and said haha: "How can that be, is sister so unruly! Don't worry, if you agree to this matter, you will definitely not collect the bills again in the future." If you rent a house, the rent will be halved."

Yang Qing thought about it for a moment. He thought the first floor was empty, and it was still empty. It would be better to let someone else live in it, which would reduce the rent pressure. However, "Did you tell him about my grandma?"

Third Sister Yao patted her chest, "I must have said it! The young man not only didn't care, but also said that you are filial, and it is his luck to live with someone who is filial!"

Speaking of this, Yang Qing couldn't think of a reason to refuse, but there was always an unexplainable weirdness in his heart, which prompted him to ask another question: "Young man's surname is Cen?"

Third Sister Yao let go of her hand in fright, and the microphone dropped directly. The stretched telephone line almost brought the landline to the ground, so she hurriedly pressed the landline.

Yang Qing heard the noise coming from the phone, took the phone away, and brought it closer when the noise disappeared, "Sister Yao?"

Third Sister Yao cursed in her heart, boy, you really know how to guess, almost frightened the old lady to death, and at the same time made up nonsense, "My cat is my cat. What did you ask just now? Oh, the young man's surname is Li."

"I have no problem here. When he is moving in, Sister Yao will let me know in advance. I will move the sundries on the first floor."

After answering a few times, Third Sister Yao hung up the phone, leaning against the wall and panting, she remembered the young man she was talking about, and muttered, "Xiao Yang, don't blame me, who can have trouble with money..."