Master, do you want an appointment? [Cultivation]

Chapter 32 Prelude to the Illusion ([-])

Dreams are always messy and bizarre.

In the dark room, Yin Chi's brows were frowned, his whole body was huddled under the quilt, only half of his face was exposed, and the knuckle-white hands unconsciously clutching the quilt could be vaguely seen.

"Auntie." In the middle of the night, Yin Chi sobbed vaguely, but he didn't wake up from his mournful cry.

He was six years old that year, the age he can remember.

A Niang's health has always been poor, and everyone in the house said that it was because of him that A Niang fell ill.He didn't believe it, so he ran to A Niang's bed to ask.

The memory that was already blurred became even more blurred in the dream, like mottled patches of color smeared together in disorder.He could only vaguely see a thin figure leaning against the bed, and a small child lying beside the bed.

The Yin family had a child prodigy who could read at the age of three and compose poetry at the age of five, with a photographic memory.Never forget.

A childish voice said with tears and grievances: "Mother, brother said that it was because of Chi'er that you were not in good health and that you got sick. Brother, he lied to Chi'er again, right?"

The extremely gentle and kind mother in his memory fell silent. She lowered her head and looked at the child who had called her "Aniang" for six years with eyes full of contradictions.She didn't answer him.

Children are always extra sensitive and vulnerable.The little child held his mother's hand, and tears flowed all over his face unknowingly.He was at a loss and frightened, and choked up and said, "Mum...uh... Could it be that Chi'er has been misbehaving and made Auntie angry. Chi'er...uh... ...No, Chi'er won't be anymore. Chi'er is obedient, and Chi'er will listen to Mommy in everything from now on. Mommy, can you get better, as long as...uh... ..As long as A Niang gets better, Chi'er will never quarrel with Big Brother again..."

He cried only in a low voice, silently shedding tears.He restrained his voice subconsciously, not making noise, but he couldn't stop the tears from the corners of his eyes.The children of other people's families are said to be crying and rolling all over the ground, and there is no one who will hug them distressingly without two tears, coaxing them, hugging them and pampering them.At this moment, his face was full of tears, but he didn't dare to let out a single cry.You see, the child is so sensitive, you think he doesn't know anything.In fact, he understands everything.For example, he knew that no matter how miserable he was crying, no one would pick him up and say, everything is up to you.

His tears were worth nothing more than a sigh from his mother.

"Yin Chi, it would be great if your surname wasn't Yin...cough...cough..." She pressed the handkerchief to her lips and coughed twice, usually gentle The voice turned into a nightmare that Yin Chi could not forget for more than ten years.

The gentle voice seemed to be resentful and ruthless due to serious illness, "Drip water, Yongquan repays. I don't need your Yongquan to repay your kindness. It's just what you said today...cough.. ...in the future I will remember...don't compete with Jin'er...you promise me that you will not compete with Jin'er in the future."

A Niang, A Niang, Chi'er will not fight, Chi'er will not fight with elder brother.As long as you are here, Chi'er doesn't want anything and doesn't fight for anything, poetry, books, pens, ink, bows and arrows toys, as long as the elder brother wants him, he can take it.Chi'er only needs A Niang, and Chi'er needs A Niang.Aniang, if Chi'er wants to be better than elder brother, Aniang will be able to see Chi'er more.But if, if A Niang is not happy, then listen to A Niang later.Auntie, wake up, look at Chi'er.Auntie...

"Auntie..." A drop of tear seeped into the corner of the eye, before it slipped down, it was taken away by the pillow without leaving any trace.

A Niang, they all said that you are eccentric, that you dote on me too much.When my eldest brother was practicing calligraphy, you would ignore me when I climbed trees and caught birds all over the house.I still remember the jealous eyes of my elder brother.But he didn't know how much I envied him with A Niang sitting beside him.Eldest brother missed one post a day, and you hit his palm red with a ruler.I burned "Thousand Characters" one day, and you put a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of me.

A Niang, you are a lady from the official family, gentle and gracious, tolerant and magnanimous, and you will not allow others to say anything bad about you.You are dignified and elegant in front of everyone, and you always force yourself to be speechless.So I also thought that my mother was partial to me.If the elder brother can do it, I think I will, and if the elder brother can’t, I will also do it, so that I will be better than him in everything, Aunt, will you feel proud, and will you pay more attention to me.You, no.

A Niang, you said that you will eventually repay your kindness.But there is a person who is kind to me, but he doesn't want me to repay him.I thought about it for several months, pondered over and over again, and then suddenly realized that it was not because I was thirsty for talents, but because I wanted to be nice to me.

A stranger, a stranger whose side I just met.He wants me to think carefully, not to let go of my youthful days full of ambitions.

Mom, I am 22 years old.

You have always been a kind person in my memory, a great kind person.You treat me well, and treat everyone in the mansion well.You are fair and just enough, you are willing to do good, you are a living Bodhisattva and a good woman in those people's mouth.

If you don't hate me and don't vent your anger on me, you can give me what the young master of the Yin family should be, and even more.What the elder brother and the second sister have, I have.You make clothes for them, never forgetting my share.You've done enough, you've even given me a mother.

It's just that there is one person who looks extremely cold and heartless.A pair of eyes are as clear as thousands of years of ice and snow, and her voice is emotionless, cold and indifferent.You think he is a man of great power, you think he is cold and heartless, you think he is calculating, and you think he is attacking for utilitarianism.But he is neither.

I thought that what he did was to subdue me to work for him.But thinking about it in March, he ran around and didn't see me at all, no hints, no threats or invitations.It seemed that he really just accidentally found a kitten and puppy on the side of the road, so he reached out to grab it.No malice and no purpose.

Auntie.The weather this year is not good. I always feel that there will be a lot of rain in autumn, and it should be flooded.I came up with Jiankang, and I want to take a look.You don't know that a flood will kill many people.You don't know that the emperor is now fatuous, and the left and right are fighting each other for private reasons, and the five border kingdoms of Xiongnu, Jie, Xianbei, Di, and Qiang are staring at each other.

I know that the fortune of the country is gradually declining, but I can only watch helplessly, powerless.Aniang, you don't want me to argue with him.I do not argue.You said that it would be nice if my surname was not Yin, and I also thought, if my surname was not Yin... If my surname was not Yin, I would go to the battlefield of thousands of miles at this moment and never come back.

A Niang, everyone in this world is bound in a cage, struggling to survive.Some people are getting numb day by day, some people are dying, and some people are exhausted and depressed.You are the heaviest lock on my cage, I thought I was numb, but that person planted a fire in my heart.He gave me a key to crawl out of this suffocating cage and put me in another cage.

They are all cages, and they cannot escape.Why do I have to work so hard to open the lock, only to be trapped by a cage.This Yin Mansion is a cage, and the Jiangshan Tianxia he mentioned is just a more dignified cage than the Yin Mansion.

Auntie.I'm a little tired and don't want to struggle anymore.I'm used to it and don't want to change it.I don't want to waste my efforts, and the last game is empty.

Auntie...You probably like my choice.

Just after midnight, Yin Chi wiped his face and went up to the roof with a jar of wine.The white moon cake that happened to be cut in half hung in the sky, casting a faint light.

Yin Chi was wearing a snow-white undershirt and sat on the Kissing Beast, with one foot on the roof ridge and one foot down on the roof tiles.He watched the dark clouds drifting over to half cover the moon, and a sip of cold wine slid down his throat and into his stomach.

"Gululu." The hungry stomach squirmed, but found that what came in was just wine that couldn't fill its emptiness. "Gululu." It resisted angrily.

In the darkness under the moonlight, the autumn wind blew in, and the thin underwear stuck to Yin Chi's body, outlining a thin figure.Yin Chi's elegant eyebrows were stained with moonlight, making his handsome face almost transparent.A little rouge in the corner of the eyes was shrouded in the cool moonlight, and the dimness almost disappeared.

The hair scattered on the shoulders brushed the corners of the cheeks and lips.He was actually smiling.Yin Chi took a sip of his wine, his lips grinned more openly, and there were two deep smile lines on his cheeks.

A jar of wine gradually bottomed out, and the sky was just getting brighter.Yin Chi closed his eyes, and the moonlight disappeared into the sky.The smile fixed on his cheeks slowly faded into a bit of bitterness.

He seems to have compromised and lost his strength, his upturned head hung down, and his long messy hair blocked all the expressions on his face.There was only an inaudible whisper: "Fu Canghan, you are a scourge."

He didn't even know how to dream, and he hasn't had a dream for a long time.It was this man who made him struggle again.Does it make sense?Is there any point besides the pain over and over again?

……

In a post station in the distance of Jiankang, a team of men and horses in uniform black uniforms are leading the horses to complete the team.Fang Cheng put the cloak on Fu Canghan's shoulders.Fu Canghan tied the belt by himself.

Fang Cheng took a step back and said, "Master, the dams in the south of the Yangtze River are very dilapidated. If the rains continue this year, I'm afraid there will be serious floods."

The slender white fingers passed through the dark lace and tightened it, "Fang Cheng, just say what you want."

Fang Cheng bowed his hands and stood beside Fu Canghan in silence for a moment, then considered: "Building embankments, disaster relief and food distribution are all rare jobs. As a master, it is impossible to leave Jiankang in person, and there are no capable people around. Time is running out, Yin Chi is the best candidate, and the subordinates feel that they can ask him for help."

Fu Canghan put down his hands and asked calmly, "Fang Cheng, how many years have you been with me?"

Fang Cheng replied: "21 years."

Fu Canghan nodded slightly, and the people below came to flatter him, Fu Canghan pulled the reins and got on the horse.He sat on the horse, his eyes fell on the vast sky in the distance.

"Whatever you choose is up to you."

He flicked the reins neatly, and rode up the official road first.The people behind hurried on their horses to follow.

Fang Chengcheng nearly rode a horse and chased after him.The cool morning wind blew up the dark cloak, Fang Cheng looked at Fu Canghan's back and sighed clearly.

The author has something to say:

Today is Chi Chi, a child full of negative energy [cover face]

Desperate Chi Chi: QAQ Master~

The master and father who appeared in the confession: [Hugs] I am here.

[Short will make up for it tomorrow, meow meow, look at the master and feel a little pain in the face [cover face] Weakly ask a question that appeared in the confession also appeared [continue to cover face]]

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