Because the eighth elder brother is "still in the recovery period", the relatives and friends of the Ye family often come to visit, in fact, it is also to get acquainted with each other, and everyone knows this. On those occasions, the whole family had dinner together and then chatted in the living room, and the TV was always on.

Eighth Brother doesn't like TV, he hates this glass pacifier very much, and thinks it's a weird tool that destroys people, and what it broadcasts is stupid and unself-aware. Often, people turn it on and don't pay attention to it, as if it were just a pure ornament, but the ornament is constantly screaming, flashing with dazzling light, trying to attract attention in all kinds of annoying ways. What the eighth elder brother especially can't understand is why the family sits together and chats and turns on the TV - think about it, Emperor Kangxi is chatting with his ministers and brothers, and the TV is turned on next to him, what a ridiculous scene it must be?

In particular, as soon as the TV is turned on, it is a Qing court drama, and the content in it makes him want to laugh and scold, so he feels that the TV should be placed in the criminal department, which is specially used as a torture tool to extract confessions.

But one of Ye Xun's cousins is very fond of Qing court dramas, and the little girl who is still in college has a soft spot for the eighth elder brother in history. Whenever he sees the tragic ending of the eighth elder brother Yinxi in the play, Ye Xun's cousin is always not very embarrassed.

He was so miserable, he didn't have the slightest ability to resist, and in the end, he could only watch Yongzheng ascend to the throne and make fish on the knife himself. Oh, that's miserable! ”

The eighth elder brother sitting on the side of the sofa listened to her. It's like it's covered with thorns!

He wanted to say, no!

Yinxi didn't die, he didn't become a loser, he doesn't need you stupid girls to sympathize with him!

This sympathy deeply hurt the eighth elder brother's self-esteem!

He really wanted to tell Ye Xun's cousin that he was the eighth elder brother, and everything she saw was all an illusion!

"Don't watch too much of this kind of blind TV." In the end, the eighth elder brother finally held back his anger and said lightly. "The joke of the romance drama. It's far from the truth, it's just that the screenwriter deliberately wrote it like this in order to deceive you little girls' tears. ”

When he said this, the cousin didn't follow him.

"Who's saying it's a joke? Not really! That's what Qing history also wrote! Brother Sun. The eighth elder brother in history is indeed so miserable! He was cut down and renamed Achina. This is not always made up by the screenwriter himself, right? Bafujin was killed by Yongzheng. This is not always created by the screenwriter, right? He was poisoned by Yongzheng in the end, this is not the screenwriter's nonsense, right? ”

The muscles of the eighth elder brother's face twitched fiercely!

So he reluctantly smiled and said, "Maybe Eighth Brother has other unknown lives." How do you know? ”

The cousin pouted: "He is from the Qing Dynasty, what other life can he have?" His life has been written clearly by history. Let's put it this way, I like Eighth Brother because he is full of tragedy, and if he becomes a comedic character, then I won't like it. ”

The eighth elder brother smiled, didn't speak, and thought, do you like it or not, or not?

The cousin thought for a while, and then sighed: "But Eighth Elder Brother can't be a comedy character, he can only be so miserable forever, if he gets rid of this misery, then he is not him." Brother Sun, can you imagine a jubilant eighth brother? Can't imagine it, right? So, he should be unlucky! ”

My cousin's last sentence, for some reason, was like a giant hammer that hit the eighth brother's heart!

"Who's to say he should be unlucky?" Eighth Elder Brother's voice suddenly became sharp, "Where did you get your understanding!" ”

His voice changed suddenly, and Ye Zishen and Ye Xun's uncle, who were sitting at the other end of the living room and were talking about things, also heard it.

"What are you talking about?" Ye Xun's uncle stood up and said with a smile, "Ah Xun seems to be unhappy?" ”

He walked over and caught a glimpse of the TV: "It's a Qing palace drama again, Xiaowen, you also learn from your brother Xun, don't always watch TV, you should read more books." ”

Ye Zishen also walked over: "What is this playing?" Oh, Kowloon. ”

Ye Xun's cousin knew that she was afraid that she had said something wrong, but she really couldn't think of what she had said, which angered the new cousin.

"But...... Eighth brother is indeed very unlucky. The cousin still muttered, "Does Brother Xun want to rewrite the history of the Qing Dynasty?" ”

The eighth elder brother smiled reluctantly, and then said: "I don't want to rewrite the history of the Qing Dynasty, but I just heard the words 'I should be unlucky', which is a bit harsh." ”

The cousin also smiled: "Because Brother Xun is kind-hearted, he can't hear the words 'he should be unlucky', and even he wants to redeem the fate of the ancients." ”

"What is there to salvage?" Ye Zishen said disdainfully, "Yinxi was originally a loser, his fate was forged by himself, and this is how the incompetent end." ”

These words were like a poisonous arrow piercing into the throat of the eighth elder brother!

Ye Xun's uncle also chimed in: "Kangxi has always disliked the Eighth Prince, and it is clear that he has no share in the throne, but he doesn't even have self-knowledge, and he is still delusional. When he arrived at Yongzheng Dynasty, he wanted to resist but was powerless to resist, and the small actions he did at the bottom did not harm Yongzheng, but hurt himself, Yongzheng gave him the hat of Prince Lian, and he took it happily, replaced by me, go to your mother's prince, even if you kill a bloody road, it is the blood of the Son of Heaven, so easy to be at the mercy of people. This man is so useless! As the saying goes, the poor must have something to hate, and you don't have to justify the victims of history, because compassion is not used in this way. ”

Eighth Elder Brother looked at Ye Xun's uncle, and the blood on his face was gone!

He almost jumped up, grabbed the dinner knife on the table, and stabbed it hard!

Seeing that the eighth elder brother's face was strange, Mrs. Ye also hurriedly played a round: "I thought what you said, for the sake of a historical figure, is it worth it?" As the old saying goes, crying when watching a play and worrying about the ancients is you. Come, Sister Ying just made the pastries, you don't eat the pastries but quarrel for the ancients, she is going to be sad......"

Ye Zishen didn't notice Eighth Brother's expression, he picked up a piece of cake at random. said lightly: "Ah Xun has studied ancient books a lot, so he will imagine other possibilities." Let me tell you, there is no 'if' in history, the character of the eighth elder brother is the root of all his tragedies, he is a waste whose heart is higher than the sky and whose life is thinner than paper, Ah Xun, you can't learn from him in the future, you know? A good man has to judge the situation and be decisive like Yongzheng, that's right. When the judgment is constantly suffering, it is chaotic. The eighth elder brother can't compete for the throne by himself. and refused to support the fourteenth elder brother wholeheartedly, and finally had to turn, only to find that the thirteenth elder brother had already taken the lead. He is one step slower than others in everything he does, so what is the use of having the name of virtue? Such an indecisive man. Deserves to be abandoned by history! ”

The eighth elder brother only felt blood. All poured into the throat!

He stood up suddenly!

Ye Zishen was stunned. Turning to look at him, "What's wrong?" ”

The eighth elder brother stood there in a daze, for a long time, and finally squeezed out a smile.

"The fruit is gone. I asked Sister Ying to bring some fruit. ”

After the relatives left, they returned upstairs, in their own room, and the eighth elder brother walked to the mirror and stared at himself in the mirror.

The harsh words of Brother Ye Zishen just now were still lingering in his ears over and over again.

Eighth Elder Brother only felt the strong anger in his chest, almost smashing his body, what was wrong with him? How did you live with such a bunch of bastards who humiliated him?!

He wanted to kill them!

Kill them, and then, flee from this home......

And then what? Then, how is he going to live?

In what capacity should I live?

Now, people all over the world regard him as Ye Xun, even if the entire Ye family is wiped out, it is still what "Ye Xun" did.

Thinking of this, Eighth Elder Brother suddenly wondered: Who is this man in the mirror in front of him?

Love Xinjue Luo Yinxi? Or Ye Xun?

That night, he realized this, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat!

At this point, the eighth elder brother finally found out that he was locked up in a stage, everyone had a script in their hands, and everyone had their own lines, including him.

From then on, he could only stand on his own stage, reciting his own lines, and go down as the "grandson of the head of the Ye family...... There is no other possibility.

That night, he finally saw that while the new Ye Xun was gaining a foothold day by day, Aixin Jueluo Yinxu was also disappearing day by day.

Because, no one recognized him.

The harder he works and the more popular he becomes, the faster the real one will disappear.

The Ye family's machine is like a ruthless meat grinder, the real him, Aixin Jueluo Yinxi, was put into it alive and ground into unrecognizable minced meat.

Good or bad, the eighth elder brother of the Kangxi Dynasty and the Achina of the Yongzheng Dynasty...... No matter who he is, no one knows about his existence, he can neither really become Ye Xun, nor can he be a Yinxi, he clearly sees that in the eyes of others, a monster that is not a donkey or a horse is reflected.

Who am I?

This simple question stuck Brother Ba, he wanted to say that he knew, but countless people rushed over to him and said, no, no, you don't know, we know, what we said is true, you "shouldn't" hate Coke, because you used to drink two bottles a day, you "shouldn't" eat so much meat, because you obviously refused to touch any meat dishes when you were a child, you "shouldn't" not want to get close to women, because "Ah Xun has always been good at dealing with the opposite sex" - who you are, it is up to us to decide.

His habits of life have all changed, and he can't even say that he doesn't like water chestnut cakes, because that's Ye Xun's favorite food...... He couldn't even insist on such details, no matter how many times he shouted at the top of his voice, no one heard him, and even the maid said timidly: "In the past, Young Master Xun liked water chestnut cake the most...... Isn't it? ”

He speaks falsely, does false things, and everything about him is false.

In this regard, the eighth elder brother has not struggled, he is also desperately trying to save all this, and every morning and evening after that, he will look in the mirror and whisper to himself, you are not Ye Xun, you are Aixinjue Luo Yinxi, you are the eighth elder brother of Emperor Kangxi!

The empty room echoed with his thin, hoarse voice.

No one responded.

Then, he silently looked at himself in the mirror, got dressed, walked downstairs in a well-dressed manner, and continued to play his "Ye Xun......

He felt like he was going crazy.

He began to suffer from insomnia night after night, and his energy was broken. Auditory hallucinations appeared in his ears, and the voices of the past still haunted him, and because of the hypocrisy of real life, the auditory hallucinations became louder and louder: the rebuke of his father, the cynicism of his brothers, and the final fate that was coming, but never seemed to come: he was stripped of his clan status, and he could no longer keep his wife and children, even the name given by his father.

Eighth Elder Brother's health deteriorated, and the first to notice it was Ye Xun's mother. She was terrified. Hurriedly took his son to the hospital.

I ran several major hospitals in China. After ruling out a tumor in the brain, they had to be referred to a psychiatric department.

Doctors disagreed, some saying it was depression and some were obsessive. There are also suspicions that are a precursor to refinement. Because the eighth brother could not inform the doctor of the more detailed "symptoms". His avoidance of talking about it led to difficulties in diagnosis. At one point he casually said that he "still" felt like an iron chain wrapped in satin on his wrist.

"Why is the chain wrapped in yellow satin?"

"Because I'm a prince. Emperor Amatta ......"

As soon as these words came out, Eighth Elder Brother immediately noticed that the eyes of the doctor on the other side changed.

That day, the eighth elder brother came out of the hospital with another medicine in his hand: sutopril.

…… He didn't eat.

He threw the box of sutopriride in the trash.

He didn't have delusions, and they weren't delusions. That's all true.

But since then, the eighth elder brother no longer dares to talk to the doctor about his "visual hallucinations" and "auditory hallucinations" in detail.

But fortunately, the problem was not serious, and the doctors finally came to a conclusion: take the medicine first, wait until the problem of auditory and visual hallucinations is solved, and then find a suitable psychologist for talk therapy.

The eighth elder brother sat on the side, listening silently, he knew that he would not go to any psychiatrist, because he would never tell a stranger who he was.

How could he not have problems, how could he not split? Like this, day and night, he plays an image that is diametrically opposed to himself, but he can't be himself, and he can't tell the truth.

Ye Xun's mother was heartbroken for this, she suffered the blow of losing her son once, although she was finally redeemed by her in a ridiculous way, but she knew that she could not withstand the second blow.

She repeatedly asked the eighth elder brother what he had to do to make him better.

And the eighth elder brother just looked at her with a smile and didn't say anything.

He felt as if the smile had grown on his face.

Since he was a child, he has been a very good-looking child with a smile, and Concubine Liang always tells people how good-looking this child is, and he smiles like a girl. He also knows how to make people like him, it's simple: just smile.

He smiled like this, from a child to an adult, yes, invincible, as long as everyone who met him, they would invariably like him, they liked his beautiful smile, handsome face, kind person, elegant conversation, magnanimity, sharp but full of sympathetic thinking......

There was only one person who didn't like him, no matter how much he smiled, and that was his father.

But what can be done? He has no other expression, he won't be hysterical like the eldest brother and the abolished prince, he will never be hysterical, he won't be gloomy and snarky like the ninth elder brother, he is not that kind of person. He will not be as cold and indifferent as the fourth elder brother, and he will not be able to cry when he wants to cry and laugh like the thirteenth elder brother and the fourteenth elder brother, and he will be happy to enmity and hatred......

So, he could only continue to smile, even if there was only a dead end in front of him.

The turning point came at an auction, which was an antique from the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the eighth elder brother was dragged to participate by the cousin who loved to watch Qing palace dramas in the name of distraction. As a result, he found that most of the Manchu texts annotated for vassal elegance next to Qing Dynasty antiques were wrong.

The eighth elder brother protested to the organizers, saying, if you don't have experts, I can fix these erroneous Manchu texts for you for free.

Ye Xun's cousin stood aside, indescribably surprised!

Then, he was recruited by that university as a special talent to be a teacher of Manchu.

The eighth elder brother knows very well that the talent who fills the vacancy is one thing, and the school pays more attention to his identity and the investment that comes with it.

But since then, the eighth elder brother has finally found a reassuring stone: Manchu.

He used these ancient words to communicate with his lost self, and those familiar words carried his past memories and reminded him of who he really was. Although there are very few people who know Manchu, every time in class, when the students follow him to eat and read out the ancient language, the eighth elder brother feels as if his life has been mentioned again-

"Abaka is the sky, the sky above us, Hailan is the tree, the tree outside the window, Irha is the flower, the flower on the tree......"

The students' reading is not standard enough, but the eighth elder brother likes to listen, in his heart, it is not the students who are reading, it is when he is babbling:

Abaca is the sky, the sky above us, the hyland is the tree, the tree outside the window, the Irha is the flower, the flower on the tree......

It's a life-saving rope, albeit sadly thin. But the eighth elder brother thought that he would not let go, one day, he would climb this rope, step by step, and then, he would definitely see the meaning at the end of the rope.

This is the meaning of going over the pain and holding on to life.

That day was not too late, and it wasn't long before the eighth elder brother saw this so-called "meaning" - he saw a man at the end of the rope.

It was a man who was sitting in the injection room of the hospital, concentrating on accompanying his girlfriend for the injection, because he was afraid of his girlfriend's cold, he put his coat on his girlfriend's body and held her hand with his hand.

And at that moment, he didn't know that outside the door of the injection room not far away, the eighth elder brother was staring at him quietly, smiling that he had finally found the "meaning" of this hypocritical life.

He smiled very well.

(BGM in this chapter: Eason Chan's "Exaggeration") (To be continued.) )