The fire twist in the lamp jumped, shining on this small room, the walls were dusty and cracked, the room was simply furnished, a table and two chairs, and there was moss in the corners.... But there are no overgrown weeds, and there are traces of people taking care of them from time to time, but no matter how much they take care of it, they are not inhabited, and there is no popularity in the house.

The frightened cobwebs trembled in the firelight, and the young Qin Mei glanced at them with disgust.

"It's dirty here. He said, "How to live in people." ”

I looked at the room and looked at the chairs, which were also covered with a thick layer of dust.

"I'm not going to clean your house, I don't do that kind of thing. ”

He sat down on the floor and looked at the clay pot on the table, the firelight shining on his beautiful eyebrows, and there was no joy or anger or emotional ups and downs.

"You have to come back here, what's good here, people don't die the same, it's the same everywhere, no one can see you, you're still alone. ”

The boy looked down at his lap.

"I won't be with you anymore, and you won't be able to see me. That's all for our master and apprentice, you forget me, and I forget you. It's useless to remember. ”

It seems to be disdainful and seems to be angry, but whether it is angry or disdainful, the voice is generally crisp and pleasant.

"I don't care about the things you beat me before, and you can see the things I used to bully you, anyway, that's it, none of us can see anyone anymore. ”

The young man raised his head and looked at the table, the firelit clay pot was dark, Qin Mei raised her hand and compared it to the clay pot in front of her.....

"It's so small... Sir, you are so skinny, you burned it out, just a little ashes.... There is no momentum in life, and there is no momentum in death.. You've lived a really bad life in this life....."

The boy didn't speak again, his two fingers were closer to his eyes and pulled away, and he came closer and pulled away, and through the distance between the narrow two fingers, he watched the clay pot grow bigger and smaller, as if it was a very fun game, and he was tired of it and numb and lonely.....

"A person ends up being just the size of two fingers...."

The crisp voice muttered, and suddenly stopped when he said this, and the two fingers stopped in front of him.

"Two fingers!"

Qin Mei's brows furrowed, and the two fingers in front of her changed from horizontal to vertical.... Phew, he spat heavily, and his pretty face lit like a campfire.

"Xue Qing!"

He stood up on his knees, his hands on the table and looking at the clay pot.

"Sir, I will definitely not let go of this guy named Xue Qing, I am not like you who are bullied when you are bullied. ”

The table was suddenly shaken by his hands and made a creaking sound, and the clay pot also swayed, the young man's hand did not leave, but deliberately used some force, and the table crunched and could not bear the breaking and scattering....

The clay pot fell into a pair of hands, and the young man's crisp laughter resounded in the room.

"Scared to death... Now you know how it was like to throw me off the dunes in the first place.... Very scared. ”

The laughter dissipated, and the crisp voice was low.

"I'm scared, I'm scared. ”

The young man who was half-kneeling between the broken tables lowered his head, slowly held the clay pot in his hand in his arms, and the person also curled up, and the fire twist in the oil lamp jumped twice at this time and extinguished, and the room was suddenly flooded by night.

"But that was before... Now I have nothing to fear .... You're dead too.. What am I terrible about alone..."

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"His father, I heard the voice of the Xu Hou family. ”

The woman sat up from the bed, her voice trembling slightly.

"Isn't it...."

I don't dare to talk about ghosts in the middle of the night.

The half-asleep man snorted twice: "Xu Hou.... Wherever you dare to come out and be scared, you hide from people when you are alive. ”

The woman hugged the corner of the quilt and muttered in a daze: "Yes, otherwise I wouldn't have even married my daughter-in-law, obviously so many families are rushing to marry their daughters to him, and there are so many young ladies who can read, read, and write and look good to come to the apprenticeship to serve the teacher.... As a result, he was so frightened that he went into the mountains and did not dare to go home. ”

Thinking of the situation, the woman sneered, laughed and sighed.

“... How could such a person disappear so silently?"

Looking up at the window, there seemed to be a crying and laughing murmur in the thick night ink.

"Or is it a thief?"

The woman stabbed the man again.

The man said impatiently: "What is stolen there...", but in the end, he was woken up by the woman, turned over and said, "I'll go to see it early in the morning, even if the table is broken and the chair is broken, don't steal it, he took care of the people in our village back then, and borrowed money and things to give what he wanted.... Nothing else can help him, so the family will take care of him. ”

The woman hummed, then lay down and muttered something, and went to sleep.

The sky was bright, and the man really carried the ladder out of the door as he said, and put it on the low wall of Xu Hou's house, and some villagers who got up early saw it and said hello.

"Look at the house of Xu Hou's house if it leaks. The man said.

The villagers stopped and helped him hand the ladder and watched the man climb in, and after a while he could hear the sound of oops.

"What's wrong?" the villager asked hurriedly.

A man's voice came from inside: "The table is broken." ”

The villagers shouted through the wall: "It should have been broken a long time ago, you piled it up in the corner... What about anything else?"

The man answered inside, stood in the middle of the room and looked at the scattered tables, muttering that the old ones were collapsed and the old ones were broken, and the broken tables were piled up in the corners, and then looked into the room, the morning light came in, and the feet seemed to be floating on the ground.... The man's eyes couldn't help but widen, and it didn't look like it again....

The man breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were dazzled, the table was broken and fell and the marks made by the dust splashed, the old house was low and dilapidated, and the man walked to the inner room again, looking in.

The inner room is simpler, a bed, cobwebs are covered in tents, and the cracks in the green bricks on the ground are covered with moss.... The moss next to the bed seems to bulge out... The man walked in and saw that the green brick was indeed different from others, but it was only a little taller, and there was nothing else unusual.

"When the tide is up, crack and turn up. The man muttered, this can't be repaired, and if it is repaired, no one will live sooner or later, and he shook his head and walked out.

"It's fine, it's fine, no rain. ”

The man climbed out of the wall.

The villagers also breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, then asked, "Are you going into the city today?" ”

The man nodded: "I'm going, I've saved a lot of eggs and changed some oil." ”

The two of them talked about firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the village in the early morning became noisy with the crowing of chickens and cows.

The capital, the imperial city, has also awakened, and a group of officials in various official robes on the royal street are walking around, because they have not yet arrived at the main hall, everyone behaves casually, and there are hot buns bought under the imperial corridor while walking and eating..... The three meals a day are not about firewood, rice, oil, and salt.

"Yesterday's court meeting didn't go well..."

"The transfer of several officials, His Majesty actually talked about it again. ”

“.. I don't know who is going to talk about it.."

“.. Who can be, yesterday Master Qu was very positive..."

“.. Chen Xiangye met His Majesty alone when he was in the Imperial Mausoleum..."

The officials in the marching team were both wooden and happy, and more of them looked solemn and gloomy.

At this time, in the imperial city, Song Yuan, who was dressed in a red robe, walked to a palace with a happy expression, accompanied by two red-robed officials.

"What do you mean by that? Give me a peach, I'll give him a pear.... Master Qu helped me in the gentleman's test, and I will help him say a few words now, which is called a good brother. Song Yuan said, "Wang Xiangye is too, as for such a big fuss?"

An official said with a blank expression: "Lord Song should stop talking in moderation, just do things well, and say too many mistakes." ”

Song Yuan was not annoyed by his attitude, but said with a sincere face: "I don't understand anything, I will say less, I will agree with whatever you say.... Grandpa, is he going to court today?"

The emperor began to study, in addition to the few gentlemen invited, Qin Tan Gong also personally taught the emperor, of course, not in front of people, because it was not in accordance with the rules, the ministers would not agree, so Qin Tan Guild would teach the emperor a little when he was free in the morning and evening.

Song Yuan looked ahead and babbled.

"Who's that man?"

In front of the palace in front of him, a man was walking forward, wrapped in a black cloak, revealing the corners of his white robe as he walked, and his back was wide and fluttering.

It's not an official robe, it's not a janissaries, it's not a eunuch..... It's so strange that there are not many people who can walk so easily and casually in the imperial palace, and the direction he went was the emperor's bedchamber.

Song Yuan curiously quickened his pace to keep up.... An officer on the side reached out to stop him.

"Don't go. He said.

Song Yuandao: "Why?"

Why did he talk so much, the official looked at him and said, "Grandpa has... Guest. ”

Guest? Song Yuan didn't seem to see the official's expression, and was even more curious: "What guest? Where did the guest come from?

The official frowned and said, "Don't ask." After a pause, he added, "You'll find out later." ”

Song Yuan laughed in response, holding his hands and squinting at the back of the black cloak.

"It must be a big guy. He said, "Then let's not bother Grandpa." ”

No one dared to disturb this walking big man, he walked slowly in this palace hall, and the palace maids and eunuchs who patrolled the harem filled with guards seemed to have all disappeared, and he seemed to be the only one in the entire palace, no one on the road, and there were people in the palace.

He approached a palace and stood in front of the palace gate, the palace door was wide open, the morning light was sprinkled in it, and two people sat in front of a few cases in the hall.

The childish man in the dragon robe bowed his head to write, although his sleepy eyes were worried, but he did not dare to slack off.

The man in the red robe has broad shoulders and a calm face, and a focused childish man writes with a pen.

"Not right here. He said suddenly, raising his hand around the child, holding the pen in his hand, "Write like this..."

The pen shook the words on the paper, and the strokes fell.

"Your Majesty writes it yourself. He said, letting go of his hand.

The emperor wrote it carefully as he said, and turned his head timidly to look at him.

Qin Tangong nodded: "Your Majesty is so smart. ”

A smile bloomed on the little emperor's face, and Qin Tangong smiled at him: "Go, it's time to go to court." ”

The little emperor responded and jumped off the stool to walk out, but suddenly looked up and saw the people standing at the door, but they were not the eunuchs he was familiar with, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"You," he blurted out, "who is it?"

Standing at the door, the man lifted his black cloak and showed his face, looking at the little emperor.

The little emperor's sleepy eyes suddenly widened, and he blurted out again: "You are so beautiful." ”

"Qi Niang. ”

A female voice trembled to the side.

The little emperor looked over and shouted to the queen mother.

Empress Dowager Qin didn't look at him, only looked at the black-cloaked young man, and the young man also turned his head and looked at her quietly.

The eunuchs seemed to come out from all directions in an instant, and the leader picked up the little emperor.

"Your Majesty, it's time to go to court. He said, and hurried away, hanging his head as if he didn't see another person at the door.

Qin Tan said fairly: "Your Majesty will go by yourself." ”

The big eunuch hurriedly put the little emperor down, and the little emperor looked at the black-cloaked young man curiously.

"Qi Niang... Is he a girl?" he couldn't help but ask.

The big eunuch didn't answer, led the little emperor and walked quickly, and took a group of eunuchs and palace maids to hula, and the sound of whips in the distance.

The three of them faced each other inside and outside the emperor's dormitory.

Empress Dowager Qin didn't step forward again, she seemed to hesitate, and the expression on her face wanted to cry and laugh, and she was at a loss.

The young man didn't say a word, only raised his chin slightly and looked at her, quiet and a little arrogant.

"Qi Niang, I, you.." Empress Dowager Qin's voice was hoarse and finally spoke, "I'm your little aunt, Aunt Xiaofeng, you still recognize... Remember me?"

Qin Mei looked at her and said, "Hello." ”

Hello, do you recognize it or not? Empress Dowager Qin looked at him stunned and muttered: "Qi Niang, you are still the same as when you were a child, you haven't changed." He raised his sleeves to hide his face and cried, "Qi Niang, you're finally back." ”

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"Dad, are you back?"

Looking at Song Yuan who walked in, Song Ying, who was sewing a worn-out puppet, looked up and said, biting off the thread.

Song Yuandao: "What about the girls?

Song Ying said: "This is the tiger's son, the girls can't do it well, he is smart, he doesn't want to do it differently." With a smile, he continued to thread the needle and thread, and the movements were familiar.

Song Yuan sighed: "I'm smart in this matter... What did he do? Didn't he make a fuss?"

Song Ying said: "No, the girls are playing with the ball." Looking at Song Yuan again, "Dad came back so early today?"

Song Yuan sat on the chair and said, "There was a lot of noise in the court, and they didn't let me talk much, for fear that something bad would happen to me, so I didn't come back from the court meeting." ”

Song Ying laughed and said, "It's good for Daddy to come back and rest." After a pause, "Go see my mother... Bringing Huzi into the city, she was a little worried. ”

This was said euphemistically, and he was a little worried about it, so Song Yuan hummed: "I'll go." His brows furrowed slightly, obviously thinking about something else, and looked at Song Ying, "Yingying, who is Xu Hou?"

Song Ying stopped the needlework in his hand, looked at Song Yuan, and said, "Oh, is he back?"

Song Yuan nodded, and shook his head again: "I don't know who is coming, Yang Bo and Lu Zan don't seem to know, I overheard them mention the name of Xu Hou." He looked curious, "Xu Hou, who is it?"

Song Ying said: "Xu Hou, he is a book writer, a person who writes books for the world's readers. ”

Although Song Yuan had never read a book, he was still surprised to hear this.

"Isn't he who writes books for those who read a book a saint?"

Song Ying smiled: "A saint shouldn't be counted, a half-saint." ”

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(Four thousand one, everyone has a happy holiday, eat and sleep well, and have fun.) ）