see the gentleman

The drum had already been beaten for the third time before the lights in the small study in the Yingde Hall dimmed.

The ministers came out of the study, facing the oncoming wind and snow, everyone was caught off guard and shivered from the cold, and wrapped their cloaks tightly.

"It's snowing endlessly."

Someone sighed like this, and that breath instantly condensed into ice mist and scattered into the vast snowflakes between the sky and the earth.

The servants of each family held up umbrellas and came to pick up their masters.Emperor Ming was always sympathetic to his ministers, and even allowed the older ministers to go to the gate of the palace in a sedan chair, so as not to fall on the slippery road in the snow.

Among these people, Fu was the only one who didn't bring any servants. He was neither highly respected nor too old and frail to walk, so he walked into the snow alone with a green bamboo paper umbrella.

It is rumored that when Fu only lived in seclusion in the mountains, he did not eat grains and millets, but only drank flower dew. He was a figure who had become a fairy.Now Fu just came out of the mountain for the rebellion of the vassal king, which caused a sensation in the court. He just watched from side to side for a while, except that he was a little yellow and thin, but he never noticed other peculiarities. Standing next to the pillar for the entire court meeting, as if being assimilated by the pillar, I felt quite disillusioned, and even felt that this person was trying to gain fame and the rumors were false.

Moreover, after Fu Zhi entered the court, everyone knew that he was not married yet. Thinking of Fu Zhi's poor family, everyone thought that he could not afford the bride price, so they kept their distance from him even more.Wherever Fu Zhi went, there was a subtle silence.

Fu Zhi is thin and thin, wearing a gray and old cotton cloak, and looks very empty, which seems to be more and more bifractal.

The crown prince Taibao Bai Yan left behind the servant who held the umbrella, and hurried to catch up.

"Mr. Fu, wait a moment."

Fu Zhi paused in his forward steps, then turned around, waiting for Bai Yan to walk in front of him.

He raised the handle of the umbrella slightly, revealing his face half covered by the umbrella, and nodded slightly.

"Master Bai."

Bai Yan cupped her hands slightly, and said with a smile: "The cold night is even deeper and the snow is heavy, can you please give me half of the umbrella?"

Fu only looked at the hesitant servant behind him, as if he couldn't make up his mind whether to come up to hold an umbrella for his master, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Master Bai is willing to wrong himself, so it's natural for Fu to do so."

So the two held an umbrella together, and walked slowly in the palace road full of snowflakes.

It has been several months since the rebellion of the kings, and during this period of time, Ji Yun's behavior was simply unexpected: he seemed to have expected that as soon as the news of the rebellion of the vassal kings of the two places came out, he quickly mobilized troops and dispatched generals to the frontline battlefields, These are the basic requirements for arranging troops, but they are the most basic and the most important. How to let people get their own positions and perform their duties is the biggest test for a handsome man.What is surprising is that most of the soldiers and military officers of the imperial court have played a huge role under Ji Yun's dispatch.And after all, the imperial court was out of orthodoxy and for justice, so from the beginning of the battle, Ji Yun's side showed a clear advantage.

However, after all, it is a real battle with real swords and guns, and no matter how well-planned and decisive the victory is, it is impossible to avoid damage.In the past few months, both sides have suffered casualties, and the imperial court has also suffered a lot.However, the small land is not as rich as the family of the entire dynasty after all. After several great victories by the court, the King of Liaodong was blocked in the north of Heishui, and the King of Hanyang was besieged in Xianyang City. Seeing that the final closing moment was coming.

Everyone is looking forward to putting down the rebellion before the New Year's Eve, so that they can still catch up with the New Year's Eve.

"Mr. Fu is willing to come out of the mountain. I didn't expect it, and neither did my brother." Bai Yan's voice sounded a little vague in the wind and snow, "My brother wrote to me the day before yesterday, and he was still very confused in what he said. .”

Fu stared straight ahead, and snowflakes fell on his eyelashes, and they melted in the blink of an eye.

"I used to be young, proud of my talents, proud of myself, and I couldn't get used to many things in the world, and there was always anger in my heart." He said, "I have been thinking behind closed doors these years, saying that I live in seclusion, but in fact, I have not been able to maintain a calm mind. I still can't figure out why there are ranks and ranks in this world, and why the rules should be made by the fewest people. If it is said that human life is worthless, I am not willing to be a worthless one."

Snowflakes were falling, and the thin paper umbrella made an overwhelmed sound.

There is a gloomy depression and anger in the corners of Fu Zhi's eyes and brows. He has been unable to relieve himself. He neither wants to be the one who makes rules and oppresses others, nor is he willing to be the one who is oppressed.

He couldn't figure it out, so he had to resign and go back to hiding, hiding from this impermanent and chaotic world.

Bai Yan turned to look at him: "Has the gentleman figured it out now?"

"It's not like I figured it out or didn't figure it out." Fu Zhidao, "It's just that someone told me that if you just sit idly by and let things get worse and worse because you can't figure it out, it is a greater sin in itself."

Bai Yan's brows slightly moved, and for a moment, he smiled: "There is someone in the world who can persuade Mr."

Fu only lowered his eyes slightly, remembering what that person said to him when he found him: "Even though the origins are different, both sir and I are trapped by demons, I have no way of knowing what sir is thinking, but I refuse to accept my fate." , I will correct what I did wrong, and I will accept the retribution I deserve, but I will never shrink back and sway left and right because of this. If a person is trapped by thinking, he will not be able to move forward in his life, and naturally he will never know the answer. "

Obviously he should be at an age that is still frivolous and complacent, but that person's whole body, in and out of the painting, shows a kind of painful enlightenment that is out of place, and he is desperate.

"No matter what the ending is, you have to earn one yourself."