Chapter 11: Old Things (8)
It has been nearly three days since Qing Qian left Hong Kong, and it was He Shiyi who personally sent Qing Qian on the steamer.
Looking at the steamer that gradually disappeared at the junction of the sea and sky, the hidden worries that He Shiyi had been thinking about finally disappeared.
Three days after Qing Qian left Jinyuan, He Shiyi went to the Yaci Mansion alone and asked to see Luo Rongkai.
It is already the autumn season, and the bamboo forest in the official residence is deep, and the fallen leaves are layered, showing a little sadness. He Shiyi did not enter the official residence, and the two fathers and sons stood in the bamboo forest, silently facing each other.
"I'm here to tell you that I won't marry Qi Ya."
"Think about it." Luo Rongkai seemed to have expected He Wet to have this intention, and his face was calm, with a little irony.
"I've thought it through."
"Do you think you have mastered the strength of the Shu family and gathered the strength of the Qi family...... Yan Qingqian left Jinyuan, do you have no fear? ”
"I don't dare."
"You go and see Qi Ya first, I see if you dare to say this." Luo Rongkai glanced at He Shiyi, dropped this sentence, and left with his sleeves. He Shiyi stayed in the forest for a long time, and finally decided to go to see Qi Ya.
"Brother He, you're here." Qi Ya heard that the person who came was He Wetyi, and the person had already rushed out of the hall in a hurry.
"Xiaoya ......" Looking at Qi Ya's appearance, He Shiyi couldn't feel that there was something wrong there.
"Brother He, you're finally here."
"Xiaoya, are you hiding something from me?" He Shiyi had no intention of dealing with Qi Yaduo.
"Didn't Brother He hide something from me as well?" Qi Ya said this, and the expression on her face was half sad and half angry.
"Xiaoya......" He Shiyi's heart jumped, and there were faint bad signs in his heart.
"Didn't you promise me that as soon as Yan Qingqian left, you would be engaged to me. Why are you sending Yan Qingqian away, while still secretly deploying. Qi Ya raised her head and looked at He Shiyi, her eyes unusually bright.
"You're spying on me. What did you do with Qingxiao? He Shiyi walked a few steps closely, although he tried his best to control himself, the voice still sank.
"How dare I do anything to her? What can I do with her? Qi Ya laughed lightly, leaning forward slightly, and there was an indescribable poignant and moving posture. But He Shiyi didn't intend to look at it, a hand had reached over and grabbed Qi Ya's left shoulder.
"Ziya!" He wet's knuckles turned white, and he was already angry.
He wet clothes were full of strength, Qi Ya only felt that her shoulder bones were about to be crushed, but the sadness in her heart was even worse. If she hurts, it hurts even more to the person on the other side. She didn't speak, just sneered at him.
After a long time, there was no one in the hall. The afternoon sun slanted across the threshold and onto the floor.
"You are engaged to me, and we will let Miss Yan go." Qi Ya was restrained by He Wet for too long, and finally couldn't withstand it. As soon as He Shiyi let go, he collapsed to the ground and said this.
"Okay, I'm engaged to you, and I have to meet her first." He Shiyi glanced at Qi Ya who collapsed to the ground, and suddenly felt boundless and weak. The woman in front of her is obsessed with this.
"Why? I knew you before she did. Qi Ya was originally a hearty character, but at this time, when he spoke, he couldn't help choking.
He Shiyi smiled lightly, and his expression faintly showed tiredness: "How come, how can you be earlier than her." ”
In fact, when he first met her, he was only eighteen years old.
After such a long time, he still remembers what she looked like when he first met. Bright eyes and bright teeth, smiling like a crescent moon. Such innocence and naturalness are something I have never seen in the eighteen years and the long ten years that followed.
After arguing with his mother, he left Bamboo Garden with the conscription troops. Their newly recruited soldiers had to take a boat from Linjiang to the Zhuotai base.
Some recruits were not accustomed to the water and soil, and they took boats for several days, and most of them were sick. Arrived at Ward, stopped the ship for correction.
It was a hot summer, and the two commanders who recruited the troops were not very good-tempered. Relying on power, he scolds others at every turn, and does not look at the recruits. On the way back from the conscription, it was even more troublesome along the coast. As soon as the ship docked, the two chiefs disappeared without a trace.
He was already depressed when he left home in wet clothes, and after a few days of boat trips, he naturally got sick.
On the night of the docking of Huade, something still happened.
The youngest of the new recruits died of illness.
The soldiers who had been left on the ship to guard panicked and hurried to the shore to report it. Only a small kerosene lamp was lit in the cabin, and sick recruits were placed in a cabin. The dead little recruits have been carried away. In the dimly lit cabin, there was a constant sound of whispering discussions.
Their group of recruits, because they were all recruited from Linjiang, were not very far from each other. In a few days, they got along very well. After all, they are still not very old, and when they see the recruits who are on the ship sick and die, they can't help but be afraid.
He Shiyi stared at the light of the kerosene lamp, facing death for the first time. Come so fast, go so fast. Maybe it's because I'm sick and weak, but my heart is slowly becoming miserable.
"Squeak." In the second half of the night, when He was about to fall asleep, the door in the cabin was opened again. The leather shoes stepped lightly on the board, and in such a chaotic night, no matter how light and shallow, it was dull and sound.
A few soldiers came in, and quietly carried out the sick recruits who were lying in the cabin.
"Sir, where are you going to send us like this?" Most of the people have woken up.
"Go to the doctor." After a long pause, the soldier who took the lead spoke sullenly.
"The chief wants to heal us?" In the darkness, I don't know which sick recruit it was, and a weak, joyful voice rang out in the cabin.
"It's for us ...... healing"
"yes!" However, the cabin was only filled with low moans, and it was replaced by this cheerful and surprising voice. At that moment, He Shiyi felt in a trance that those sick and weak recruits had been cured. Even the air in the cabin is no longer dull, as if the air is refreshing. The soldiers took the initiative to get up, and even, some of them were not very sick, and helped each other out of the cabin.
The wind blows slowly on a summer night outside, and it is much more comfortable than in a dreary cabin. There are only three or two fishing fires on the river, passing through the faint light. He Shiyi saw that everyone's faces were smiling happily, and they couldn't help but be happy in their hearts.
"Xiao He." A hand rested on the shoulder of He Shiyi, and a low voice came from the darkness.
"Brother Yang?" He Shiyi heard the voice and hurriedly turned around. This Yang Hu is an accompanying cabinet servant who is responsible for the food of the recruits all the way. When I usually chat, I found out that they are all Zhuyuan people. The two fit each other's personalities, and at first sight, He Shiyi and Yang Hu became brothers.
"Follow me." Taking advantage of the darkness, Yang Hu pulled He Shiyi and left carefully, and marched towards the shore to enter the recruit team.
Back on the boat, Yang Hu decocted the medicine and gave it to He Shi's clothes.
Drinking the sour and bitter medicinal juice, He Shiyi was shocked by Yang Hu's words and broke out in a cold sweat.
"Silly boy, you really think you're treating those recruits! The doctor said that the little brother who died was estimated to be sick. So, you guys have to get off board. Yang Hu took a sip of wine and wiped his mouth.
He Shiyi's hand holding the bowl trembled slightly, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or afraid.
"Boy, you're in luck. Brother, I'm quite close to you, and I'll definitely send you to Zhuotai. ”
"Those people?" I often hear that people are sinister in their hearts, and it is the first time to face such a cold thing. For a while, He Shiyi didn't know what he wanted to ask.
"Those people? It has nothing to do with us anymore. Boy, you're going to get better! ”
The next day, sailing as usual, Yang Hu hid He wet clothes in the galley of the cabin.
Since then, He Shiyi has never seen the group of recruits who disembarked from the ship.