Pei Gonggui

When Deng Zhun returned home despite the wind and snow, it was already dusk outside.Warm yellow lanterns were hung high in Zhongyihou's mansion, he tightened his coat and stood at the foot of the steps to watch for a while, then sighed and opened the door to go in.

Everything was quiet.The family boy Liu Jin stood waiting for him in the porch, but he looked at him with resistance and hatred, as if he was hostile and squeezed out - he often saw such eyes in Qingyun prison, and in the middle of the capital market, when he came to give gifts to his master It's common among high-ranking and dignitaries who cater to him—but Liu Jin has never seen him like this.During the four years he was trapped in the Hou Mansion, Liu Jin just smiled and called him Brother Nanshan.

However, Liu Jin's little face was cold at the moment, and he said coolly to him: "My lord is waiting for you in the front hall."

Deng Zhun walked over slowly, and said a few words of greeting: "You guys, have you eaten yet?"

Liujin snorted, "My lord hasn't eaten yet, so it's our turn!" Then he walked behind him and pushed him: "Hurry up, lord has been waiting for a long time!"

Deng Zhun walked forward under this thrust, knowing that there must be something wrong, but before he could come up with a trick, he was pushed into the main hall of the Hou Mansion, and his master died at a young age. Minister of the Ministry of Rites, Shaoyin of Jingzhao, Bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, Shaoxiu of the National History Museum, etc., walked in front of the imperial court, and was a hereditary first-class loyal marquis, Mr. Pei Junpei. Sitting in front of the huge tiger hunting picture on the north gable, against the light and shadow of the corner lamp behind him, he looked at him with unclear emotions and anger, and there was a cup of stale tea on the edge of the table in hand.

Deng Zhun panicked slightly: "Master, Master is looking for me..."

"Kneel down." Pei Jun interrupted him, raising his hand to beckon to the door.

So Deng Zhun knelt down uncomfortably, and when he heard the threshold rustle behind him, he saw Uncle Dong dragged someone in and pressed him beside him.Turning his head to look at that person at this time, he immediately trembled as if being splashed with ice water: "Here, Master, I—"

"Just now I chatted with Eunuch Suixi as a teacher, and I heard from Eunuch Suixi that he often comes to pick you up into the palace to accompany the emperor to talk." Pei Jun said flatly, his voice colder than the cold wind outside, "He said you tell me Your majesty, you have collected 200 taels of silver for your teacher, and you want to take credit for the second son of the Jiang family, and you also told your majesty that you burned a piece of paper in your room for your teacher, and all you have been looking at lately are salt tax cases."

Deng Zhun's face had long been deathly pale and he could not speak, only his lips and teeth were trembling.At this moment, he knew that Pei Jun had seen everything, and the rejoicing in front of him was the evidence that he could not escape no matter what, making him unable to refute or avoid the betrayal of his master—because he understood that the emperor respected All the palace eunuchs in Ning Palace were recognized by his master, so he couldn't tell a lie.

Everything was brought to light.He is a betrayer.

He hasn't even gotten anything yet—he hasn't gotten the high-ranking official salary and glory promised by the emperor. He was also afraid of being discovered by people in the house, so he always kept it close to his body and never left it. He never dared to use it, let alone exchange it for money.

But he has always believed.He believes that the emperor will definitely give those things that the master does not give him, and everything that the master prevents him from obtaining, the emperor must hold in his hands, so the imperial power is his eternal protection.

At this time, when he heard Master ask Uncle Dong to take Suixi out, he suppressed his anger and asked him coldly, "Why?"

— But isn’t that reasonable enough?Or is it that everything that he, an ant and commoner, desperately pursues with his life and all his dignity has never been at their fingertips, so in the eyes of their superiors, it is really so unreasonable?

He squeezed the hem of the green cloth jacket tightly, and while struggling, he suddenly answered with a trembling voice: "...because I want to be an official."

"Be an official!" Pei Jun sneered and slapped his palm on the table, causing the teacup in his hand to shatter with a thud. "Didn't the Qingyun Supervisor teach you to be an official? Didn't I teach you to be an official? I, Pei Jun, Qingyun prison has chosen you, Deng Zhun, as a student, but Enke will never abandon you. He has taught you, raised you, protected you for so many years, and borne you for so many things. Is it just for you to betray me in front of the emperor? ?”

"Does Master think I don't know?" Deng Zhun's voice was thin and small. He clutched his sleeves and shook his back, looked at Pei Jun with red eyes, and slowly raised his voice: "The reason why Master chose me back then was not Wasn't it because he wanted to get angry with Prince Jin? The master saw that Prince Jin had the head of the supervisor, Mr. Zhang, so he threatened to use me, the last teacher, to make a high-ranking official to ruin his reputation——Three years ago...Three years ago Enke, I am clearly on the list, although I am a tribute student who has not passed the palace examination, but I can also become a local official——I want to be an official, master, I told you that I want to be an official, but everyone in the court laughed at me and let you go For the sake of face, you also reprimanded me for being short-sighted, forbidding me to go out of Beijing and just saying that I should not be ashamed to fight again—but I am not ashamed. Master, I don’t feel ashamed! I just want to be an official, and it doesn’t matter if they laugh at me and scold me. I just want to be an official! I'm not the chess master used to defeat Prince Jin, I'm so poor, I'm just a villain, I just want to be an official—I want to be an official!"

"Did I prevent you from being an official?" Pei Jun almost gritted his teeth and said this, stood up and scolded Deng Zhun: "If it weren't for me, which official would choose you Deng Zhun when the Qingyun Supervisor was choosing students?" Are you going to be a student? With your short-sighted and half-assed temperament, you have been here for less than three years, even if you were stripped of your skin by the upper and lower state officials, you will die. Gao Sheng?...Okay, okay! Then even if I, Pei Jun, was blind and blindfolded, and tried my best to raise you as an apprentice, since my House of Loyalty Marquis has made you miserable, then don’t stay here anymore. Today Get the hell out of here, and don't say I'm your master in the future!"

Deng Zhun was taken aback for a moment, and then the altar became cold: "Master, I—"

"I don't have your apprentice." Pei Jun raised his hand with a cold face, and said in a deep voice: "Come on, get rid of this bastard!"

Three or five family members rushed in at once, and Deng Zhun, who was still kneeling on the ground, was picked up by two and dragged out.

Deng Zhun was still yelling with red eyes. Outside the door, Uncle Dong had already taken a jar of dried tea leaves that Liujin had hurriedly carried. He sprinkled it on his body, chanting "Send bad luck, send evil door, send little devil" in his mouth, Liu Jin on the side followed behind the servants with a broom, and swept the tea leaves that fell on the ground out with Deng Zhun's heels, sweeping He shouted: "Uncle Dong, you still have to sprinkle salt! To avoid bringing unlucky luck to the family!"

It was already night, and the cold wind rolled up large flakes of snow, blowing chaotically and blindingly in the long alleys in central Beijing.Amidst the yelling and cursing, Deng Zhun was slammed onto the white snow outside the Zhongyihou's mansion, with broken tea leaves scattered around him. From then on, he became a bereaved dog that no one cared about, and finally scrambled in fright. Looking back, he shouted loudly: "Master...Master——"

"Go away!" Uncle Dong roared in a rough voice, and threw the tea mug in his hand to him in anger——

It shattered to the side with a bang, so scared that Deng Zhun shrank back and hugged his head. When he dared to raise his eyes to look in panic again, not far away, the vermilion gate under the Wujin plaque of Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion had already taken him with him during the past four years. All the good, the bad, the envious, the longing, the reluctance or the reluctance, shut in his eyes with a bang, leaving only the two yellow paper lanterns still bright outside the door, still helpless in the strong wind shake violently.

Pei Jun only felt that it was difficult to sit down in the living room.

He just got up and took two steps, but he stepped on the copper stove burning charcoal at his feet.

The scorching charcoal balls in the copper furnace rolled out, instantly igniting the silk thread of his robe, and when he took a step back angrily, the flames quickly covered the silk thread of his mending gown— —Tell him to bend down and throw his sleeves to put it out, but that’s the case. Looking down at this time, the original circle of colorful and embroidered auspicious clouds on the robe is still burnt and blackened, and it’s just a mess at this time. up.As for the small hole in the edge of the robe hem that he patched just a few days ago, no matter how carefully the needle and thread and the hidden head were sewn together, it has already been burned together with the surrounding fabrics at this time, and it can no longer be seen. up.

"Damn it." Pei Jun reprimanded in a low voice, and while unbuttoning the collar of his coat, he walked back to the main room, frowned and took off the third-rank clothes, and Deng Zhun still appeared in his mind. The frowning face when Cai Cai sharply accused him just now—

It turned out to be Deng Zhun.

The person who betrayed him would be Deng Zhun.

In his previous life, the political situation in the officialdom was like smoke, everything was complicated and full of details. He knew that his dismal fate must have been caused by someone betraying and fueling the flames—he had doubted many people in the League and One Party. He doubted Yan Yuliang, Fang Mingjue, Cui Yu and even everyone in the cabinet except Cai Yan. He doubted every official under his command—but he never doubted Deng Zhun.

Because Deng Zhun was never an official from the beginning to the end, and he was not in Luo Qijintang's officialdom at all.

Deng Zhun was his student, he chose Deng Zhun when there was no one to choose Deng Zhun, and kept Deng Zhun when everyone laughed at Deng Zhun—he always thought that this student should be outside the bureau, even to the end of his previous life He was also fortunate that the student was able to save his life because of this... But when he was reborn as a human, he discovered that ten years ago, this student who should have had nothing to do with his life outside the bureau had been killed by Jiang. Zhan Ce has turned into an eyeliner by his side, but he still has to lose a thousand dollars to change his life!

If Jin King Jiang Yue hadn't been angry to expose this matter today, and he still didn't notice it, then he would have let this ghost-like dormant student live next to him, stand closest to him, and stare at him again just like in his previous life. His next ten years!

The fact was like a harsh and forceful slap on his face, making him almost suspect that he was the student's master.

But is this really Master?

I don’t know when such a rule came into being in this world. Two people without blood relatives are required to bind numerology together in this way. One will teach the other what he has learned all his life, and the other will help him take care of trivial matters and be willing to be a slave. Call him "teacher".

In ancient times, there were teachers of words, so preaching and accepting karma to solve confusion, but people are not born with knowledge, how can they be free from confusion?At this time, Pei Jun was already confused to the point of anger—he didn't know where his painstaking efforts in the past and present had mistreated this student. Tell Jiang Zhan the secret...

Jiang Zhan, Jiang Zhan, everything is because of Jiang Zhan!

Pei Jun sat on the couch with his forehead closed, and in a flash, all the karma and fate in his previous life would flash past, and the anger that hurt his heart was like thousands of troops crossing the field—at this moment, he suddenly missed nothing. He vividly thought of the bleakness and bleakness of his previous life after the ruins of his family, the deep and stinky straw mat cage at the bottom of the prison, the painful wounds all over his body like ants, and his hands covered in blood and pus. and broken leg bones...

——Jiang Zhan, it's all because of Jiang Zhan!

He used to treat Jiang Zhan with heart, blood, bone, and flesh, but Jiang Zhan only used him coldly.

What King Jin said was so true - he, Pei Jun, was really blind.He was so completely blind that it was shocking that he could not see the eye that Jiang Zhan put close to him even in his rebirth.Under the watchful eye of this eye, he is now acting like a clown in front of Jiang Zhan?

Everything happened again like the same mistakes.Jiang Zhan knew that he was greedy for ink, knew that he had an affair with the salt industry, and even knew that he was going to have a different heart behind closed doors... All of these are not the same as in the previous life. If he doesn't do something, then the ending of his life , and will not be half different from the previous life...

While he was meditating, I don't know how long it had passed, when Pei Jun suddenly heard the sound of rushing away outside the window, suddenly the spirit tensed up, he reached under the pillow unconsciously, and quickly took out a short knife with a carved handle, just about to pull it out The knife was out of its sheath, but there was already a knock on the door.

"My lord!" Uncle Dong's voice rang outside the door, "A student from Qingyun Supervisor came outside and said he wanted to bow down to your lord!"

Pei Jun breathed a sigh of relief, then slowly put the short knife back under the pillow again, and said in a deep voice: "I don't see any students, you just tell him to go."

But Uncle Dong said outside: "My lord, that student doesn't look like he's here to give gifts to ask for fame. He was injured all over his body. He said he was sent by the lord."

Pei Jun's mind was distracted by this remark, and he couldn't help but wonder: "I never called the student to come to the mansion. What's his name?"

Uncle Dong seemed to be stamping his feet anxiously outside: "Hey! We also asked, but the student didn't say anything, even if he was told to leave. Right now, it's snowing heavily outside, so he just knelt in the snow and said Mr. He won’t get up when we go out to see him, even if he freezes to death in front of our house, he’s willing to die! My lord, go out and have a look, the poor little baby..."

Pei Jun was annoyed by his disturbance and opened the door angrily. Uncle Dong pulled him out before he stepped out of the threshold. Looking outside, he said, "Look, how pitiful it is!"

Pei Junli stood on the stone steps of Zhongyihou's Mansion and looked down, and saw the long alley covered with vast night snow, and there really was a thin man kneeling under the stone steps in front of the Hou's Mansion. Seeing him come out, he must have been frozen His hands were stiff and trembling, but he still crawled down devoutly: "Student...students meet...meet Mr. Pei..."

There were bruises all over the hands that were placed in the snow, and the face that the student lifted up again was also blood-red everywhere by the yellow light of the mansion gate, and it was obvious at a glance that he had just been beaten severely.Pei Jun really couldn't recognize this face, so he couldn't help but impatiently said: "Who are you? Why disturb the official's residence at night?"

The student was still kneeling without being frustrated at all, and even kneeling more upright this time.His eyes covered in blood stains were clear and bright, and he looked at Pei Jun almost gratefully and moved, with slightly trembling lips, he said solemnly:

"Student... Qian Haiqing, a student from Qingyun Supervisor, pay homage to Lord Pei! I beg Lord Pei to take in the student, and Lord Pei to be the student's master. The student will be a slave in the future, and I will repay Lord Pei's kindness forever!"

"I only hope Mr. Pei is lucky enough to agree!"