Governor please stay

It's sad to think about it.

When Liu Yishou was 75 years old, he gave up the throne to the emperor's grandson who had been in charge for many years, that is, Liu Yigong, the eldest son of the son who was killed by Yang Jiang's poison.

Chapter 706 My lord, let's stop making trouble (really big ending)

One day, a small pond drained by the Sishui River had abdicated, and the old Liu Yishou was fishing with Yang Jiang.

"Ah Lang, you are worthy of the world, why can't I see you smiling?"

The already grey-haired Yang Jiang gently pulled the fishing rod, caught a fish, and threw it into the river casually.

"It's just boring. I'll tell you a secret today. In fact, I came from another world."

Liu Yishou said calmly, a bit like the one in Mouba: young man, here are all my trumpets, believe it or not, I will change the number and say the same thing as you.

"Well, you have said this many times, is there anything new?"

Yang Jiang asked calmly.

"Hey, I knew you didn't believe me. Let me tell you, I was fishing by Surabaya that year. You know, I was nicknamed Jianghuai Fishing King. Wherever I was going, the fish there would cry to death."

Liu Yishou said boldly.

"Yeah, my concubine is listening."

For those whimsical ideas in Liu Yishou's mind, sheep ginger is now completely immune.Even if Liu Yishou said that he was transformed from iron, Yang Jiang didn't feel anything.

"That day, the weather was about the same as today. A green tea asked me to come out to open a room. I agreed wholeheartedly, then turned off my phone, and came here to fish. Do you know what green tea means?"

Liu Yishou seems to be very interested today, and some memory deposits are slowly emerging.

"Yeah, I know, I know that Li Zuyi was like that back then, I fully understand."

Yang Jiang said indifferently.

"Then I made the nest first and lowered the boom, and it turned out..."

Having said this, Yang Jiang showed a surprised expression on his face, and shook Liu Yishou's arm.

"Don't make trouble, let's talk about the key points." Liu Yishou broke free and continued:

"It was weird at the time. I didn't see the fishing rod move for a long time. I wondered if there was something wrong with the bait today. As a result, the fishing rod, yes, my current fishing rod was sucked into a vortex..."

"Alang! Alang! Look over there!"

Yang Jiang yelled in horror, pointing with one hand at the place where Liu Yishou's fishing rod fell, a vortex in the water was getting bigger and bigger!

"Hey, I'm not done yet..."

Liu Yishou broke free from Yangjiang's arm again, but a huge force came from the fishing rod and pulled him directly into the water!

"Alang!"

Yang Jiang was so dumbstruck that he pointed at the water surface of the fish pond and shouted, "Quick! Drain the fish pond! If you don't do it within half an hour, I'll kill all of you!"

Later, according to the "Hongwu Taiping Guangji" compiled by the grandson of Yangjiang, it is recorded that the first emperor and the later pond were fishing, and the water in the pond came out of a whirlpool, and the first emperor disappeared when he entered the water.The water in the back pool dried up, but no one was seen.

……

"It's actually back."

Liu Yishou looked at the red and black patterned dragon robe on his body, at those withered hands, and at the familiar river bank that he vaguely remembered back then, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

The good news is that he miraculously returned to the place where he came from that whirlpool in the water.

The bad news is that the days don't live on the dogs, but actually live on themselves.Every day he was there, he lived an extremely fulfilling life without a trace of fraud.

Now he is very old, with a gray beard.No physical strength, no youthful vigor, the clear river water reflects an old man in ancient costume.

"Thank you for taking me for a walk in the world of mortals. I am worthy of the title of Jianghuai Fishing King!"

Liu Yishou sighed, and casually threw the retractable fishing rod into the river.

If you really think about it, this fishing rod is considered an antique, and no one will believe it if you tell it.I don't know if Yang Jiang, who is very old, can accept the cruel reality that he fell into the water and disappeared.

All those women back then gradually withered, and she was the only one left.Because she has practiced martial arts since she was a child, she is in the best health on weekdays.

But, that's it, everything can't go back.

I hope she can be strong... Well, she must be strong.

Liu Yishou thought with regret.

"Who's hair is like smoke,

Smudged that year,

Your light smile is beautiful.

The cloak brushes over the window sill,

Just in time for a poetic boy,

You sandalwood wakes my nib.

......"

Someone was playing the phone on the phone, and walked towards Liu Yishou.

"Damn! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

A fat man in Tang Mingguang armored cosplay uniform pointed at Liu Yishou and kept screaming, the muscles on his face were trembling with excitement.

"This dragon robe is so real! I haven't seen it so real in 20 years! The family that made it for us is a dog, right?"

The other skinny man had a bigger vocabulary, but he was also startled by Liu Yishou.

This riding horse is really an emperor sitting in front of him, the cosplay is too similar, no one would suspect that this is the real emperor.

That exquisite dragon robe, that calm and prestige in his eyes, that old man who is so handsome for several blocks, it is impossible to describe the excitement in his heart without saying the word "fuck".

"Master, this cosplay looks good to me, do you mind taking a photo with me?"

The fat man asked before licking his face.

"Come on, let the uncle tell you, your uncle is still your uncle."

Liu Yishou smiled gently, looking very easy-going.

"Come on! I can brag about this photo for ten years!"

The thin man in civil official court uniform walked over and put his elbow on Liu Yishou's shoulder without being polite to Liu Yishou at all.The fat man also came over, and the three of them posed together. In the photo, there were two fat and thin people and a handsome old man making a V sign.

After the photo was taken, the two thanked each other and were about to leave when Liu Yishou suddenly asked, "What year and month is this evening?"

"Master, your appearance is good, but don't get too involved in the drama. After all, you are just an uncle, not an emperor, and our country is out of fashion.

It is better to spend more time with your grandson to enjoy family happiness.

We have withdrawn, sir, it is now May 2020, 5. "

One fat and one thin greeted each other with smiles and cursing, and after they left, Liu Yishou sighed deeply.

"It's still that day."

He stood up and stretched himself, and things from the depths of his memory floated up, all of which seemed to be just like the day he disappeared.

It's exactly the same!

"The little ones leave home and the old ones come back, the local accent remains the same, and the hair on the temples fades; when the children meet each other, they laugh and ask the guests where they come from."

Unconsciously reading this poem, Liu Yishou sat down again, feeling that life was hopeless for a moment.

He didn't know how to face his parents and family, how to explain all this.He sat quietly by the small river, the sun rose and set until the lights came on, and the neon lights in the distance reflected on his face.

Liu Yishou didn't know where he should go, it seemed...he didn't belong here anymore.

He had dreamed of returning here countless times, but when he really returned to the place where the dream started, he fell into a kind of confusion that was caught off guard.

The road can be chosen again, but... the end of his life is already visible to the naked eye, even if he starts again, how far can he go.There he ate the banquets of many people, those of enemies, friends, concubines, heirs, and subordinates.

Now, it seemed that it was his turn, but he couldn't even find the guests for the dinner.

"Master, I heard that a big crocodile ran away from a farm near here, but I haven't caught it yet. You're not safe here at night, are you?"

A young man in a "yellow jacket" waved to him.

"Go to Nima's crocodile, I live nearby, where is there any crocodile farm?"

Liu Yishou scolded with a smile.

"Do you know there are no crocodiles here? Go home, it's getting late."

The takeaway boy rode away on a small electric donkey. After all, he still had an order to run. How could he have a chance to chat with this cos master.It's just that for some reason, this person left a deep impression on him, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

After delivering the order, he ran back and saw Liu Yishou still sitting by the river, his back under the streetlight looking a bit bleak.

"Master, have you forgotten how to go home? Do you remember where home is?"

The takeaway boy shouted at the top of his voice.

"Oops, I lost my shoe."

Liu Yishou deliberately lifted his foot and kicked the shoe into the mud on the river bank, where it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Seeing the other party's "work", the takeaway brother shook his head and planned to leave here.

"Delivering food all day long, can't you make a lot of money? Do you want me to make you rich?"

Liu Yishou asked slowly.

"Master, I still need to code when I go back. It costs more than ten yuan a day. I don't have time to listen to your nagging."

The takeaway boy waved his hand. He is still a part-time writer, and he subscribes for more than ten yuan a day. How can he have time to listen to a handsome old man chatting.

"Pick it up, and I'll make you a god with a book!"

Liu Yishou pointed to the shoes in the mud by the river and said.

"Master, you've been stunned by reading a book! Don't think that wearing an ancient costume can pretend to be Huang Shigong! If you can make me a god with a book, I will walk backwards and speak classical Chinese from now on!"

The takeaway boy was furious, and cursed without any image.

Strange things happen every year, especially this year.At night, I met an old man by the river pretending to be aggressive. If it was so easy to become a god with a book, why would he say that he can't get along and go run an order to deliver food?

"Trust me, pick up the shoes, and I'll take you flying."

Liu Yishou said calmly.

The takeaway boy wanted to yell at him at first, but the old man's words had some magical power. In the end, he obediently ran to the river to scoop up his shoes.

"Put it on for me."

Seeing the delivery guy pick up the shoes, Liu Yishou nodded in satisfaction.

"Old man, don't overdo it. Pretending to be an emperor is addictive. What kind of virtue! Don't say I don't want to wear it for you, I just want to, it's full of mud now, it's not suitable for you to wear!"

The takeaway boy couldn't bear it anymore and finally broke out.

"That's not important. Put it on for me, and I will take you to pretend to be X and take you to fly. I promise you everything."

His words seemed irresistible, the delivery guy knelt down and put his dirty shoes on, Liu Yishou nodded and said, "Let's go to your kennel together, and just call me the lord later.

By the way, what's your name? "

"My name is Liu Gang. It's alright, sir. Stop playing. It's too late for you to play Romance of the Three Kingdoms at your age. I'm leaving."

Liu Gang waved his hand and wanted to ride away on a small electric donkey.

"I...my uncle keeps his word and will never break his word. Take me to your kennel."

Liu Yishou grabbed Liu Gang's sleeve and said sincerely.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you! Sleep with me all night, and you will go home tomorrow morning, uncle."

Liu Gang is a soft-eared person, and he drove Liu Yishou to his "kennel".

Low-rent housing for single rooms, one bedroom and one bathroom, bathroom and kitchen are all together, the whole is more than 40 square meters...not shared.Although the place is small, it is kept very clean.It can be seen that Liu Gang's living habits are good.

Liu Gang didn't lie. As soon as he sat down, he turned on his laptop and started typing.

"You don't need to write that book that hit the street. Tell me what you want to write next."

Liu Yishou took off his shoes on his own, and went to the bathroom to wash his feet with hot water.

"Writing historical texts, do you know what historical texts are? Sigh, you must not know, and you still have to pretend to be forceful with me, that is, a modern person travels back to ancient times, do you know what time travel is?"