Shen Langgui

Yonghe Gate, where two carriages parked, one of the drivers was covered in black ink, narrow-sleeved and corseted, standing on one side holding the reins in his hand, while the other driver had a childish face, a pair of round eyes, big and energetic, At this moment, he was leaning against the pillar of the cart with his legs crossed, swaying the whip in his hand casually, and occasionally slammed it on the horse, causing the animal to breathe out of its nostrils in annoyance.

Seeing his younger brother who was usually waiting here, Shen Yue's eyes darkened slightly, but his loss did not last for a moment. Shen Yue saw his driver L behaving wildly, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Dashun."

Da Shun turned around, maybe he was used to seeing Shen Yue with a straight face, but he didn't care at all, he jumped and rushed over: "Master, I'm going to die." After seeing the person next to Shen Yue clearly, Da Shun replied But he restrained himself, and said with a slightly stern expression: "Hello, Prime Minister Zi!"

Zi Chong nodded, and said to Shen Yue: "Master Lao Shen will lead the way."

"The Prime Minister is polite."

The two chariots and horses drove away from the palace one after the other.

After entering Shen's mansion, Zi Chong and Shen Yue had nothing to say all the way, but walked quickly towards the deep courtyard. When they reached a courtyard, Zi Chong could smell the faint fragrance of medicine, and Shen Yue reminded him: "This is it."

Zichong raised his head, and on the plaque, the three characters of 'Bixiao Pavilion' were in golden splendor.

Shen Yuefu explained again: "Since Xun He was taken back to the Shen Mansion, his condition is not very good. For the convenience of taking care of him, he kept him in my room."

"Ah Yue worked hard, Zimou thanked my nephew first."

Shen Yue waved his hand to thank him, then made another move, and said, "Please."

There are many rooms in Bixiao Pavilion, Zichong followed Shen Yue into a spacious main room, behind the square couch seemed to be a wall, unexpectedly there was an opening beside the potted plant, after turning in, he saw a small Warm Pavilion , the charcoal fire in the pavilion is probably strong, and it is a bit warmer than the outside, but the strong smell of medicine made Zi Chong feel pungent when he first arrived.

In the warm pavilion, there were already two people guarding in front of the couch, one was bending over to feel the pulse, a doctor named He Ling, and the other was visiting the doctor behind him, with a very concerned expression on his face.

Shen Yue said in a low voice: "A Chao."

The concerned man turned his head and said: "Brother." At first sight of Zi Chong, he was very surprised: "Prime Minister Zi?"

The doctor just finished his pulse, Zi Chong put a finger on his lips, and then pointed to the doctor, Shen Chao then asked the old man: "How is the situation?"

The old man raised his drooping thick eyelids, his long gray beard trembled a few times, and he heard him say: "I was floating on the sea for several days, and after being rescued, I was driven by a bumpy car. The situation is not good. In addition to medication, I need to rest. Don't disturb me." He rests."

Zichong explained: "I'll leave after I see my nephew, don't bother me." After speaking, he hurried to the bed, only to see Xun He's eyes closed tightly, and the brocade quilt was brightly embroidered, which made Xun He's face miserable , his lips were bloodless, blending with his pale face, his head was lifeless and sank on the soft pillow.

Zi Chong's knees softened, and he knelt down beside the couch. "Xunhe..." One call came out, and two lines of tears rolled down.

The corners of Shen Chao's lips twitched, but he finally held back and pushed Shen Yue out of the pavilion, whispering, "Let Master Zi stay with Xun He for a while."

Zichong took advantage of his spare time to confirm that all the people had gone out, wiped away his tears quickly, then leaned over and whispered to Xunhe, "Xunhe, uncle is here."

The person on the bed didn't respond.

Zichong's heart sank, and his eyes were sour again: "Xunhe..."

Miraculously, the tightly closed eyes slowly opened.

Zichong only felt that the nephew's hand under the quilt seemed to be squirming, but in the end he didn't see his hand. Looking back at his nephew, he saw a look of abandonment in his eyes. Zichong suddenly understood what was going on, and hurriedly lifted the quilt.

However, Xun Hezi was almost covered in bandages, among which the right shoulder blade, palm, waist and abdomen were the heaviest, layer upon layer, and the little exposed flesh also showed that this person was as thin as a stick.

Zichong really shed tears this time, he couldn't stop crying, and murmured: "Xunhe, uncle, I'm sorry..."

Xun He twitched the corners of his mouth and made a dismal arc, but there was a distinct smile in his eyes, although it was an angry voice, Zi Chong could hear it clearly: "Uncle, I'm fine."

Zichong wiped away his tears, with an unprecedented determination on his face, and said solemnly: "Xunhe, uncle will take you away."

Hearing the words, Xun He shook his head slowly and twitched the corners of his mouth, but this time, he couldn't even make a sound.

Perhaps that sentence just now had exhausted his strength.

A person who is obviously sick and weak, but his eyes are surprisingly firm at this moment.

After a while, I saw Xun He's lips open and close again, and Zi Chong almost pressed his nephew's face, and then he heard him say: "Let's go." Zi Chong was stunned for a while, and finally agreed: "Okay, uncle listens to you, you Take care of yourself too. Shen Chao is reliable, if there is any sign of Shen Yue, you must tell Shen Chao."

Xun He nodded, closing his eyelids as if tired.

When Shen Yue came in, he saw Zi Chong bowed and tucked the quilt for his nephew.

Zichong stood up, wiped away the remaining tears, and said to Shen Yue: "Xunhe's current situation, it is very troublesome to take care of it, why don't I take it home, so as not to disturb Mr. Shen's work and rest."

Shen Yue seemed to be casual, and said: "Brother Zi, you are being polite. Xun He has done his best for the Shen family anyway. This kind of care is not worth mentioning. In addition, Imperial Physician Zhong said that Xun He needs to rest at this moment, and it is not suitable to move. Just stay in the Shen residence."

Zichong pondered for a while, and said, "Okay, I'll take care of Ayue. From now on, if I'm free, I'll come and see him again."

"You are welcome at any time." After saying that, Shen Yue made a gesture of 'please', and Zi Chong followed him out of the pavilion.

Ding Dang stood beside the horse with arms folded, motionless.Seeing that the gate of Shen's mansion opened slowly, Ding Dang let go of his hands and stepped forward to greet him.Ding Dang's eyes were sharp, and he noticed from a distance that Zi Chong's complexion was not good. After saying goodbye to Shen Yue, he helped Zi Chong get into the car and drove the horse.

At the end of the day, there were very few pedestrians on the street, and Ding Dang galloped on his horse.The sound of people was rare, and there was only the monotonous rattling of horseshoes along the way. Suddenly, Ding Dang smelled faint whimpers. Noticed: This pharynx actually came from the carriage.

Ding Dang turned to ride his horse, entered a secluded fork, reined in the horse and parked the horses, and then opened the curtain, but saw that the people in the carriage had already burst into tears.

The curtain of the car was raised, and all the crying faces were seen by others, but Zi Chong did not show any shyness, he just turned his eyes away and took a deep breath to calm down.

Ding Dang stepped forward and hugged the man who was trying to calm down.

With thick arms, Zi Chong leaned on him, tears welled up again, and finally burst out:

"At any rate, you are here, and I have someone to rely on when I cry. But what about Xunhe...he has been courting both sides these years, but in exchange for this end..."

"My only eldest brother, on his deathbed, asked me to take care of his only remaining child... What have I done all these years?!"

Speaking of this, Zichong seemed unable to bear it any longer, bent over and hugged his legs and wept.

Ding Dang was always calm, but he probably rarely faced Zi Chong who was out of control. At this moment, his eyes were also extremely flustered, but he couldn't comfort him with words, so he had to throw his long arms around the crying person indiscriminately.

Zichong waved his hand and said, "Don't panic, you can't talk, it's okay, at least someone listens, I feel better."

After a while, Zichong slowed down, stood up and leaned against the wood, and whispered:

"At that time, the emperor was also born, but the servants privately said that twins are better-looking, and the hut of my elder brother and sister-in-law was often crowded with people, just to see the two brothers.

"It's hard to imagine if you haven't seen it before. There are such beautiful children in the world. The porcelain dolls rewarded by the palace are not as beautiful as these two."

"Unfortunately, my elder brother died later, and only this little one was left. After all, I couldn't keep him, and he was forced to live in trouble."

"Such a beautiful young man, at such a young age, was actually caught doing the business of serving men!..."

"After we got to know each other, I tried many times to persuade Xun He to come back, but he was always afraid of burdening me, so he would rather send him under the fence..."

"Now, I am capable enough to protect him... But just now, when I said to take him back to the mansion, he still refused, still afraid of getting me into some trouble!"

"I knew that Shen Yue would not let him go easily, but I didn't expect... You don't know, I lifted the quilt and saw my nephew was bandaged all over his body, it doesn't look like he has suffered a skin trauma!..."

"But I can't say it, and I can't expose it, because the emperor has an account..." As he spoke, tears welled up again.

After panting for a while and calming down a little, I continued: "I'm not crying because of the emperor's favoritism, not because of Shen Yue's cruel methods, but...I feel sorry for my nephew's sensible behavior from beginning to end..."

"He knows the pros and cons of it, and he is afraid that it will drag me down. He obviously has no strength, and he still speaks angrily..."

"He told me to go, told me to go quickly..."

At this moment, Zichong's tear gate completely collapsed, and Ding Dang, who was watching, couldn't believe it for a while, that so many big tears could roll down Zichong's small eyes at once.

"I'm just a grassroots person. With my wisdom and hard work, I finally assisted Emperor Cheng to rule the world. But I still don't understand why Xunhe's fate is so bad. He tried his best to change and please everyone, but he ended up like this! "

"He just wants to live, why is it so difficult!"

Ding Dang saw that Zi Chong was out of control, he shook his hand and wrote quickly on it.

Zichong came to his senses and looked at Ding Dang in a daze: "You think he will be fine?"

Ding Dang nodded.

Zichong wiped away the tears, shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm crying so confusedly, I can't figure it out for a while, you said Xunhe will be better, I don't want to hear futile comfort, so I just want to ask, what do you say? Is there any basis?"

Ding Dang nodded, and immediately grabbed Zichong's palm and wrote a few words on it.

"...Shen Yue? He is still arrogant, how can he feel guilty?"

Ding Dang didn't write any more this time, but mouthed it instead.

"Shen Yue is indifferent, because he doesn't know enough... so he won't feel guilty?"

Ding Dang nodded.

"It seems that I have to talk to Shen Yue in the future."

Ding Dang waved his hand.

"Could it be possible to ask Shen Yue to find the truth by himself?"

Ding Dang smiled, picked up Zi Chong's palm on his knee, and used his finger to write a book.

Zi Chong couldn't hold back his curiosity, and read out word by word:

"Day... long time... see... people... heart..."

No one said anything in the room, Xun He quietly opened his eyes.Suddenly, the nasal cavity was itchy, and finally couldn't help it, a gust of air rushed straight out, and an inaudible "ah sneeze", but it touched the broken ribs, and in an instant, the pain flowed from the abdominal cavity to the limbs and bones. To get out of your body.

After calming down and regaining consciousness, Xun He's head was already dizzy from the pain. He vaguely remembered that Zi Chong said that sneezing is because someone misses him.

Will anyone miss me in this life?

Don't count on it.

After all, right now, Xun He couldn't hold on to the days of "nightmare when you're sleepy, and nightmare when you're awake".