I heard that Quan Xiang wants to be good [rebirth]

Shu Changyu found it extremely ridiculous.

He never wanted to be a villain, but someone always forced him to be a villain.

In his previous life, he wanted to be a good minister in a down-to-earth manner, but he always attracted jealousy and suspicion, and finally was ruined by these people.He tried his best to retaliate and pushed himself and them to a dead end, which can be regarded as a tragic clean-up.In this life, he didn't want to repeat the same mistakes again, but there was another person who was more serious than him, and insisted on re-finding the hatred of the previous life for him.

He did something that disturbed the universe in one life, and in this life, he was pushed to go on that road again.

"You go." Shu Changyu felt physically and mentally exhausted, and couldn't say a word.

"Young Fu..."

"Go." Shu Changyu repeated.Then, he turned around, leaving only Jing Mu's back.

"..." Jing Mu stood there, silently looking at Shu Changyu's back.

"...Okay." After a while, he said with difficulty. "Jing Mu resigns."

When he turned around and walked to the door, Shu Changyu stopped him again.

"Jing Mu." He said. "Don't kill Fan Yu'an."

His voice was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without any waves.Jing Mu turned around, and saw him with his hands behind his back facing him.

"Even if I don't want to care about you anymore, you are still my student." He continued. "If you do something wrong, it means that I didn't teach you well. He is not wrong, but you fabricate something wrong to kill him, then it is your fault. Karma has its own karma, and the retribution will fall on you sooner or later on the head."

Sparseness means faith in fate and cause and effect, but Jing Mu doesn't believe in it.

He only needs to make long and long metaphors, and he doesn't care about anything else.

"Young Fu, Jing Mu has no way to agree to this matter." He said.

"Then you don't recognize me as a gentleman from now on." Shu Changyu said. "You don't want to listen to my teaching, I don't want you as a student anymore."

Jing Mu lowered his eyes.

"As long as Shao Fu can stay by my side safely, it doesn't matter what his identity is." He lowered his eyes and laughed. "I'll come to see Shaofu tomorrow, you should sleep."

-

The next day, after Shu Zhangyu got up, a jailer brought him a basin of water to wash him, and asked him to sit aside to tidy up the cell for him.

Seeing his industrious and agile appearance, Shu Changyu was quite surprised.Thinking that he spent a lot of time in the prison in his previous life, even if the jailer in the prison was not arrogant, it was impossible for him to be so comprehensive.

He stood aside and had nothing to do. He just watched the jailer busily moving around, so he couldn't help but speak.

"Hey," Shu Changyu asked. "You are the jailers of Dali Temple, do these chores on weekdays?"

The jailer was still young, he smiled shyly when he heard the words, and did not stop working, he said: "Returning to my lord, it is no different from other jailers on weekdays, it's just that my lord's situation is special, and Lord Jing specially ordered it."

Shu Zhangyu nodded at Wenyan, he didn't know if it was because of boredom or some emotion in his heart, he continued to ask: "What did you Master Jing say?"

The little jailer quickly replied: "I told us to take good care of you and bring you whatever you want. We must not make you feel uncomfortable here."

Shu Changyu raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm the most uncomfortable being locked up here. If that's the case, why don't you just let me out?"

The little jailer hurriedly said: "No, this is not allowed."

"Then, I have nothing to do here, so bring me some books." Shu Changyu said.

"This... the little one can't make the decision." The little jailer stopped, scratched the back of his head, showing embarrassment. "The younger ones are illiterate. The matter of getting the books will have to be arranged by Mr. Jing after Mr. Jing returns."

Shu Changyu had a cold face, a sneer in his heart, and snorted out of boredom, and said: "Then what you Mr. Jing said are all lies to lie to himself. I don't want you waiters who serve tea and water, and I want you to be free." If you don’t give it, you won’t give me the book if you ask for it, and you insist on making me live comfortably.” Speaking of this, Shu Changyu snorted again. "It's hard for a strong man."

The little jailer was clumsy and uneducated, so he was speechless immediately after hearing what he said.

"Then I'll ask you again." Shu Changyu asked. "Do you know about the Huzhou scientific examination fraud case?"

The little jailer nodded quickly, for fear that the picky man would be angry.

"How did Jing Mu deal with it?" Shu Changyu asked.

"This..." Mr. Jing forbade me to say this.

"Okay, let's go." Shu Changyu was impatient anymore, frowned and raised his hand, and said coldly.

"My lord, your bedding hasn't..." It hasn't been packed yet.

"Let you go." Shu Changyu said coldly.

"Yes." The little jailer hurriedly retreated.

There is no shortage of people to straighten the bedding, and they don't care about these side details.But Jing Mu is different, he wants to arrange these things in detail.

Then what is the difference between his actions and raising a canary in a cage?

Feed and water it, clean the cage, and play with it whenever you have time.But what does this bird think, and why does he care?

It turned out that the teacher's kindness for more than ten years ended up like this.

Shu Changyu laughed angrily at his own metaphor, threw all the soft bedding on the couch on the floor as if venting his anger, and sat alone on the couch covered with straw mats.

This is what Jing Mu saw when he entered Shu Changyu's cell.

"How did it become such a mess?" Jing Mu complained softly with a smile.Then, he walked to Shu Changyu's side, reaching out to pull him up. "Young Fu, this straw mat is very cold."

Shu Changyu looked up at him.

Jing Mu paused, then smiled gently.He put the few books in his hand beside Shu Changyu, and said. "I heard what the jailer said today, so I went to find a few travel notes to relieve Shao Fu."

Shu Changyu didn't make a sound.

"Young Fu?" He called again. "Don't ignore me, you know what I will do."

Shu Changyu's self-esteem was severely hurt by his words.He raised his head and sneered: "Jing Mu, I didn't teach you to act like a hooligan."

Jing Mu still smiled: "Young Fu is finally willing to talk to me." He said. "Sister Chang Lan came to see me today, she said she was going north again, and wanted to see you."

Shu Changyu didn't make a sound.

"I told her that everything is up to me, so don't worry about it." Jing Mu said with a smile. "When she comes back next time, she will see you."

"You know what I want to ask." Shu Changyu said.

"I already told Young Fu yesterday." Seeing him sitting on the thin straw mat, Jing Mu simply took off his cloak and wrapped it around his shoulders. "Jing Mu can't listen to Shao Fu about this matter."

Shu Changyu raised his hand to throw the cloak away, but Jing Mu firmly held down his shoulder.

"Today, Emperor Father has issued an order." Jing Mu said with a smile. "The two officials were still beheaded, and Fan Yu'an and the prefect of Huzhou were killed. Brother Da Huang was demoted to a commoner and locked up in the palace."

Shu Changyu paused, staring closely at Jing Mu's eyes: "You asked the emperor to kill the prefect of Huzhou?"

"Yes." Jing Mu said calmly.

As soon as Shu Changyu raised his hand, a slap fell on Jing Mu's face.

Jing Mu tilted his head slightly, red marks appeared on his face.But he didn't even look embarrassed, he paused for a moment, then looked at Shu Changyu with that gentle expression: "Young Fu, does your hand hurt?" As he spoke, he reached out to shake his hand.

Shu Changyu broke free, and another slap landed on Jing Mu's face.

Jing Mu didn't speak again this time.

"Why did you kill him?" Shu Changyu's voice trembled uncontrollably, and the sockets of his eyes turned red.His lips trembled, and his eyes were fixed on Jing Mu. "Fan Yu'an is not wrong, and he is even more right. Mr. Fan has devoted his life to the country and the people, and he is the official of the parents of Huzhou. Because of that, you actually..." At this point, Shu Changyu's throat choked, and he was speechless Come.

A tear fell from his left eye.

"If I don't kill him, I won't be able to kill Fan Yu'an." Jing Mu said in a low voice.

"Fan Yu'an shouldn't have been killed in the first place, and you went to kill other good people in vain for Fan Yu'an." Shu Changyu said with a choked voice. "Jing Mu...Jing Mu. You are really my good disciple."

"He also died in his previous life." Jing Mu stated flatly.

Shu Changyu paused.

That's right, it was me in the previous life. When the prefect of Huzhou came to Beijing, he ordered his whole family to be decapitated, leaving no one behind.

The person who killed him... was himself.

Then he laughed loudly.

"Okay, it's really good." He smiled and shed tears. "The karma I committed in my previous life really cannot be understood once I die. The people I killed by mistake and the crimes I committed have all been learned by my disciples and tortured me again. This God just wants me to die in this life. Don't be innocent, let me be a street mouse that everyone shouts and beats for the rest of my life."

He cried and laughed, Jing Mu's face turned pale with fright, and he was at a loss.Jing Mu raised his hand to pinch his shoulder, took him into his arms, and called him tremblingly.

Shu Changyu ignored him, just smiled.Holding him in his arms, Jing Mu felt his trembling and coldness, felt at a loss, buried his face in his shoulder: "Young Fu...don't be like this, Young Fu."

"Jing Mu." After a while, Shu Changyu stopped, his voice was as soft as a gossamer, and as flat as a pool of stagnant water. "You just tell me that you like me, I'm afraid you don't even know what kind of person I am."

Jing Mu buried his head firmly in his neck.

"You only know that I like power, and you are only afraid that I will be bullied and that I will not be by your side." He said. "But do you know what I'm afraid of? Jing Mu, what I'm most afraid of is going back to my previous life."

"I am a long-standing metaphor. I was born to look up to the world without shame, but in my previous life I lived as a traitor. I have nothing in this life. I don't want glory, wealth, and power. I just want to be a clean and innocent person, and I only want who Don’t owe anything, just be a decent person.”

"Don't force me, just like in my previous life, I feel sick to myself."

The author has something to say: After a few years.

Reporter: May I ask Mr. Shu, what do you choose to do when you have disagreements with your spouse on weekdays?

Shu Changyu: [Smiling] Just reason with him.

Reporter: Have you ever encountered a situation that cannot be solved by reasoning?

Sparse long metaphor: Yes.

Reporter: In this case, what will Mr. Shu choose to do?

Shu Chang Yu: When I cry, there is nothing he can do.