Xiao Feng came to stop Xiao Dong from assassinating Yan Song, Yan Song was expelled from the capital, and the carriage was two pennies a kilometer, so he didn't bring pen and paper.

Because of the ugliness, the calligrapher Yan Song pouted a small stick on the side of the road, and then because the official road was too hard, he found a small piece of wet soil with a very suspicious taste on the side of the road, and wrote the word "Fu".

Aren't you going to show me what will happen to me? The old man will write the best word for you to test, and I will see what you can measure!

I have the word "Fu", can you still detect anything bad for me? Maybe I will get up again and be angry!

Xiao Feng squatted down and watched carefully, and then was forced to stand up again by the suspicious smell, but fortunately, he was not short-sighted, and stood in place and looked down at the time of half a pillar of incense.

"The word 'Fu' left '礻' and the right '畐', '礻' (show supplement), is the lack of form of '衤' (clothes repair), which shows that your last clothes are tattered.

'畐' is the image of 'rich' and lacking '宀', '宀', 'home' also, it can be seen that you are homeless in the end.

The word "mouthful" on the "畐" shows that you are alone in the end.

Below is the word 'field', 'field', the land of the wilderness, it can be seen that you are in the wilderness at the end.

The word "Fu" is a common word during the New Year, and "礻" has the meaning of prayer and sacrifice, and should be a temple or ancestral hall.

Your final fate is that at the end of the year, you will be in rags, homeless, alone, and die in a ruined temple or ancestral hall in the wilderness. ”

Xiao Feng's voice was so loud that he could hear it clearly even in the woods, and the sound of a child crying and laughing came from the woods, and it gradually faded away.

Yan Song looked at the word "Fu" on the ground blankly, and then looked up at Xiao Feng blankly, his lips trembling slightly.

"You...... You're here to comfort Xiaodong, right? You can tell the truth now, it's not like that, right? ”

Xiao Feng shook his head: "No, that's it. I don't have to lie to you, although I wanted you to die a good death, but I really didn't lie to you. ”

Yan Xi stepped forward: "You fart!" You're not sure! Not to mention anything else, the master will never be alone, I will always be with the master! ”

After speaking, he stepped down and stepped on half of the word 'Fu' written by Yan Song, leaving only half of the word '畐'.

Xiao Feng turned over and got on the horse, glanced at the half word, and then at Yan Xi, with mockery and relief in his eyes.

"Do you want to test words too, I don't test it twice a day, but this is half a word, but I can barely send you two sentences.

The word "畐" is "rich" but headless, and "forced" but not foot. If you have a day when you are rich and rich, you will have no way to escape, so do it yourself. ”

Xiao Feng walked away, leaving Yan Song and Yan Xi looking at each other, shocked in their hearts. I don't know how long it took for the taxi driver to speak.

"Two guest officers, I advise you to get in the car, although it is a mile and two pennies, but the waiting time is the same as the money."

Yan Song reluctantly climbed into the carriage, and Xiao Feng's voice came from a distance, obviously he had thought about it for a long time before deciding to tell Yan Song.

"One more thing, Old Yan, don't feel too sorry for Yan Shifan. If I'm not mistaken, your wife was used as a life talisman by him, and she was calculated to die.

And your daughter-in-law, nine times out of ten, too. The more you hate him, the better your life will be. ”

Yan Song excitedly thanked Xiao Feng in the direction: "You fart, you fart!" I'm x you, I'm x, you're xx! ”

Yan Song's carriage continued to move forward. With the rolling of the wheels, Yan Song left the capital, left the imperial court, and left all the intrigues.

For the rest of his life, he is no longer a big man, and he has no intersection with the big guys, and even his timeline can be completed first.

From the capital to Jiangxi, the road is far away, and along the way, Yan Song saw many suspicious guys on the side of the road.

On several occasions he had even heard the unbridled conversations of these men.

"Big brother, I guess this old guy must have a lot of money on him!"

"I heard that his house has been raided, how much money can he have?"

"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse! Besides, he's not a camel, he's almost an emaciated elephant, and he can get a pile of meat out of his bones! ”

"Forget it, there was a word from the local government before, the emperor kindly allowed him to go home to retire, no matter whose ground something happened, the officials and cottages in this place will be finished!"

"Big brother, why don't we follow him and go to the next city to do it again?"

"Hehe, you're smart, aren't you...... , what's that guy up there doing? Why does he look like He Laosan in Black Wind Village? ”

"Big brother, that's right, it's them! They are more than 100 miles away from us, why did they come here? ”

"Damn, it looks like they have someone as smart as you in their village! What are you doing in a daze, stop them for me! These bastards, they want money and want to fucking blame us! ”

Two groups of thieves fought, one was for money, and the other was for not to take the blame, Yan Song saw such a scene several times.

Along the way, most of the places he passed through were the territory of Yan Party officials, and many of these officials sent officers and soldiers along the road to protect them, but no one came forward to see Yan Song.

Like the bandits, the protection along the way is to not take the blame, and the reason for not seeing Yan Song is to clear up the relationship, Lao Tzu is not a strict party, never has been!

It wasn't until Yan Song entered the territory of Jiangxi that the officials along the road collectively breathed a sigh of relief, from now on, whether you love to die or not, it has nothing to do with us, it is all the business of Jiangxi officials.

Yan Song's ancestral house has become a mansion, and it was confiscated by Jiajing as a palace courtyard, so he naturally has no place to live.

Yan Song wanted to rent a house to live in, but the people hated Yan Shifan to the core, and no one refused to rent the house to him, even the inn refused to do his business.

Yan Xi followed Yan Song all the way, sleeping in the open air, and the pain was extreme, he knew that Yan Song's reputation was not very good, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

Since ancient times, there have been many powerful ministers, but there are very few people who are so hated after being laid off.

In desperation, Yan Song thought of one last resort and came to the clan ancestral hall and asked to see the patriarch, hoping that the patriarch could find a place for him.

When the patriarch saw Yan Song, he fell to his knees with a plop. Yan Song smiled and nodded with satisfaction, and looked at Yan Xi with a straight face: How is it, the old man still has face, right?

Before Yan Xi could breathe a sigh of relief, the patriarch had already spoken: "Yan Song, what are you doing here?"

Yan Shifan has committed the crime of rebellion, and our clan has held a meeting overnight, and your family has been expelled! ”

Yan Song was furious: "Presumptuous, do you say that you will be expelled from the country?" Ancestors are on ......"

The patriarch interrupted him: "You are my ancestor, I just ask you not to have anything to do with us!"

Who knew that day long live and think of this again, come to the nine clans! If you still know that your ancestors are above, please leave quickly! ”

Yan Song was in tears, how much care did he give to the clan after he developed? How many children of the clan have passed his studies and scientific examinations and ascended to the official career?

Now that he has been convicted, he has fallen into such a field, which is really chilling. He turned around and staggered away, Yan Xi following closely behind.

The patriarch got up, looked at Yan Song's back, and suddenly shouted.

"Yan ...... Lord Yan, it's not that I'm ungrateful, I don't remember how good you were to the clan.

I am carrying the lives of hundreds of people in my clan! I can't be ashamed of my ancestors! I don't dare to keep you in this ancestral hall.

After Xia Yan was raided and destroyed, there were old people in our clan who said that everyone was from Jiangxi, and it was better to settle the grievances than to settle the dispute, so he secretly asked the Taoist priest to build a grudge relief tomb in the western wilderness.

If you have nowhere else to go, there is a hut next to the tomb, which is a temporary residence for the clan when they send people to sweep the grave during the New Year's holidays. I can secretly send someone to bring you some grain and rice. ”

Yan Song's figure paused, his footsteps did not stop, and he staggered away, Yan Xi followed closely, helped Yan Song, and went all the way to the west.

The grievance relief tomb is very small, because what is buried in it is only the correspondence between Xia Yan and Yan Song back then.

At that time, Xia Yan valued Yan Song's talent and learning, and he was a fellow villager in Jiangxi, so he promoted Yan Song with all his might, and the two were also teachers and friends, and they also enjoyed wine and appreciated each other.

The tomb was next to the tomb of Jie Wei, and there was only one room, and in it there was a brick and mortar stove with an iron pot on top of it, and some firewood piled up next to it.

There was a quilt on the wooden bed, but nothing else. The doors and windows are dilapidated, and the wind whins when it blows, and it is particularly desolate in this wilderness.

Fortunately, along the way, it was early summer, and it was no longer cold in the house. After Yan Xi cooked the rice grain he was carrying, the two of them ate a bite indiscriminately, and with the exhaustion and frustration of running around, they lay down and went to sleep.

There is only one bed and one futon, so naturally Yan Song came to sleep. Yan Xi found some straw from the pile of firewood and grass, spread it on the ground, and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Yan Xi opened his eyes and couldn't sleep anymore. He was not a member of the clan, he was a servant that Yan Song bought back from the human market, and he signed a death contract.

Yan Song trusted him very much, and promoted him step by step to be a housekeeper, making him a real big man in the capital, a big man who didn't even pay attention to the four or five officials.

After Yan's Mansion was copied, he did follow Yan Song sincerely, but at that time, he never thought that the price of being a loyal servant would be so great.

He is only in his forties, unlike Yan Song, who has already been buried in his throat, and there is no tomorrow today. How can he get by with such a day?

What's more, who knows when the emperor will think of this, and suddenly turn his face, and when he is by Yan Song's side, he will be buried with him.

Yan Xi quietly got up and came to Yan Song's bed. Yan Song was really tired and had fallen asleep.

Yan Xi gently reached into Yan Song's arms and touched the gold and silver tickets that Yan Song hid on his body.

Yan Song muttered in his sleep, it sounded like "East Building" and "Madam", Yan Xi paused for a moment, continued to take out his hand, and tiptoed out.

Yan Song suddenly shouted: "Yan Xi! ”

Yan Xi stood stiffly on the ground, not daring to move.

Then I heard Yan Song say vaguely: "Look at the courtyard in the East Building, don't let him mess around too much." ”

The snoring sounded again, Yan Xi turned around, took out two of the five ingots of gold in his hand, gently placed them on Yan Song's pillow, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, turned around and left.

Taking advantage of the night, Yan Xi ran all the way in the wild, and did not stop until the east turned white, touching the large amount of wealth in his arms, and excitedly walked towards the official road.

Take a carriage, leave here far away, leave Jiangxi, and live the rest of your life incognito!

The vest was cold, and there was a sharp pain, Yan Xi turned his head in disbelief, and saw the attacker with a black cloth covering his face, and cursed breathlessly.

"Damn, I ran fast enough, and I chased Lao Tzu all night. Lao Tzu has been with Yan Song for so long, just waiting for an opportunity to do it without hurting anyone.

You fucking got the moon first when you fell close to the water building, it's okay, Lao Tzu eats black, you're not Yan Song, and no one will track you down if you are killed! ”

Yan Xi was dragged by the thief's legs, and the moment he threw him off the cliff, he suddenly remembered Xiao Feng's words, shouted, and his last words echoed in the valley.

"That's fucking accurate!"

Summer goes to autumn, autumn goes to winter, Yan Song has been in the tomb for more than half a year. All the great things in the world have nothing to do with him, and no one tells him.

He didn't know everything that had happened after he left the court, as if his timeline had been completely disconnected from the rest of the timelines.

He had never met even the people who had come to bring him rice and grain, and they had left them at his door at night while he was sleeping.

Yan Xi slipped away, leaving him not a penny, he was not angry, nor was he sad. Yan Xi can accompany him here, he feels that it is already commendable.

This is saline-alkali land, and it can't grow food, so it has become a wilderness wasteland. His daily routine is to walk around the neighborhood, pick up some firewood and grass, and dig up some wild vegetables.

No one came here, firstly, there was nothing worth coming here, and secondly, the adults restrained the children and did not let them come, for fear that they would run into Yan Song and say something unsafe.

The rest of the time, he sat in front of the small grudge tomb, talking to the imaginary Xia Yan about the years and his own affairs.

"Xia Yan, it's not that I want to kill you, it's that you're too ignorant. It's the emperor who wants to kill you, and I'm just pushing the boat down the river. ”

"Xia Yan, it's not that I want to kill you myself, Qiu Luan, Lu Bing, Tao Zhongwen, they all want to kill you, I'm just playing a leading role."

"Xia Yan, long live didn't sentence you to be beheaded all over the house, but you didn't leave your children, in fact, you were beheaded all over the house.

Now my wife is dead, my daughter-in-law is dead, and my son is dead. Banzai didn't sentence me to behead all the people, but in fact I'm about the same as you. ”

"Xia Yan, I also have a grandson, I have a baby kiss with Lu Bing's daughter, Lu Bing promised to take care of him, I hope he will keep his word."

"Heh, this whirlwind has confused my eyes. You're angry, aren't you? You don't have to be angry, I tell you, your granddaughter is alive too.

You old thing is very cunning, you must have sent her away in advance, and lied to others that it was abducted by human teeth! ”

"Xia Yan, winter is coming, and the wild vegetables are freezing to death. Yesterday, the patriarch asked people to send two more Chinese cabbages to the rice grain. I boiled a pot of soup.

I forgot that the Chinese cabbage soup turned out to be so delicious! When I was a child, I was studying, and my mother boiled cabbage soup for me to drink in winter, and there was meat in it!

Later, my mother was gone, but I married Ouyang, and she also boiled cabbage soup for me to drink in winter, and picked all the meat for me to eat, but she didn't eat a bite. ”

"Later, I became an official, developed, the more I ate, the better, and slowly, I forgot the taste of cabbage soup, but cabbage soup is the best thing in the world!"

"Xia Yan, it's almost the New Year, it's snowing heavily, it's rare to see such a big snow in Jiangxi, and I don't know what the sign is.

I climbed for a long time today to get up and go out to see you. Maybe tomorrow, I won't be able to climb out.

I'll probably come down to see you soon. When the time comes, if you hate me, just beat me up, you can beat me as much as you want, just don't talk to me.

It's been a year, I've been talking to you, and you've never paid attention to me, wait for me to go down, can you say something to me? ”

On Chinese New Year's Eve, fireworks go off in villages far to the east. In the snow-capped wilderness, the small grudge relief tomb and the small tomb are all hidden in a snowy white.

There was no fire, the tandoor was cold, and in the iron pot on the tandoor, there was a small mouthful of cabbage soup left, and the cabbage was very clean, and only the soup remained.

Yan Song leaned on the bed, he didn't want to lie down, he knew that he would never get up again if he lay down.

He opened the door so he could see the fireworks in the village far, far away.

The biting cold wind blew on his face, but he didn't feel anything, only that his whole body was hot, the room was gradually disappearing, and the human voices were gradually becoming noisy.

In a blink of an eye, he was titled on the gold list, standing in the golden palace and looking up at Emperor Hongzhi at that time, that was really a good emperor, but it was a pity that he was sick and couldn't serve him.

In a blink of an eye, he recovered from his illness and looked at Emperor Zhengde in the leopard room, he was really a demon king of the mixed world, not like his father at all, but he was very polite to the ministers.

In a blink of an eye, Jiajing ascended the throne, rose step by step, got rid of Xia Yan, became the first assistant, monopolized power, and was above 10,000 people under one person.

In a blink of an eye, it was Yan Shifan who was dragged down the Golden Palace, knelt down to Jiajing, saw off Xiao Feng at the city gate, measured the characters on the official road, ran all the way, and was homeless.

Yan Song gasped violently twice, and then found his parents standing under the eaves of the porch, watching him set off firecrackers, and smiling and telling him to run away and not collapse.

He ran two steps forward, but in a blink of an eye, he stood under the eaves of the porch, watching the little Yan Shifan set off firecrackers, and shouted loudly to let Yan Shifan run away, don't collapse.

Someone called his name, he turned his head, it was his wife. Ouyang tied his apron and stretched out his hand at him.

"Xianggong, the medicine and cabbage soup are boiled, you drink the cabbage soup first, and then drink the medicine. You'll be fine soon! ”

Yan Song stretched out his hand, held his wife's warm little hand, stepped on the snow, and walked into the small, ordinary, but warm hut.

"Lady, I will never take a concubine in my life, believe it or not."

"I rarely write the words of a writer, but this time I will write two sentences, and I should say goodbye to Yan Song. Judging from various official histories, he also had ambitions and wanted to help the world and the people. He is a powerful minister and a traitorous minister, but when the Yan Party is really the most arrogant and vicious, it should be that Yan Shifan is more important. "The wife is virtuous and the husband is less troubled, and the son is filial to the father", I wish all readers to be children, honest and kind; As a parent, you teach your children well."