landslide

?Chapter 40

Mo Huichuan came to Yangzhou in the evening and rushed all the way to the Song Mansion, but it turned out that Song Leyu and others had already left for Beijing this morning.Before he had time to make any further plans, he got on his horse, swung his whip, and galloped back.

Immediately, he thought impatiently, if there were no obstacles on the way, he would not be late!

However, the group of people who were rushing to Beijing stayed in an inn at dusk because of Song Leyu's persistent request, and had a rest for the night.

Now they had dinner and sat in Chen Pu's wing.The three of them just stared at Chen Pu wiping an old flute under the candlelight, and kept silent tacitly, all because Chen Pu's hands were trembling and his face was pale.

Chen Pu put down the flute in his hand when the candle on the candlestick was partially melted, and looked at Song Leyu uncertainly under the flickering candlelight.

"Le Yu, you are right, the flute player does have his story." Chen Pu spoke hesitantly, and after several struggles, he decided to do one thing to force himself to face everything bravely, "Now are you willing to listen? "

Song Leyu froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile and said, "Yes."

He didn't know that such a warm smile was enough to encourage Chen Pu to reveal the past that he didn't want to bring up, together with the original emotions and sorrows.

"When I was seven years old, I followed Wang Wang into the palace..."

"Wang Wang?" The story just started, and Song Leyu interrupted Chen Pu's speech because of this familiar title.

Although he knew that Chen Pu came from the palace, he never thought that his story could be traced back to the beginning, and it started from Nuo Xu.As for Zhao Tianbao and Yao Ziyu on the side, they didn't know the characters in the story and just listened to the story quietly.

"Yeah." Chen Pu nodded, and continued the story: "I was the third prince's Zhonglang when I was seven years old, but at that time I didn't know what a Zhonglang would do, and I didn't know that the Third Prince and I could only be friends. He is a master and servant, he and I may be about the same age, but we did not treat each other as master and servant..."

This is how the story began. When Chen Pu talked about his relationship with Huai Jun, everyone was obviously a little surprised; when talking about Ming Luo and Yong Ting, Zhao Tianbao was so frightened that he shook Song Leyu's hand. They were all moved by their emotions; when they talked about Nuoxu and Mo Huichuan's involvement in it, Song Leyu only sighed; finally when they talked about Huai Jun marrying a wife in order to become the crown prince, Chen Pu moved to Yangzhou.

Perhaps the story is doomed to end from the beginning, but they may not get a good ending.Because when they were eager to get a good ending, they all chose to run counter to each other.

Now that things have happened, ask him if he blames Huai Jun?He will answer you like this - sometimes he complains, sometimes he doesn't complain, and even he can't explain the contradictions.But the only thing he can be sure of is this moment, he is resentful.

Huai Jun shouldn't have asked him to go back when he was let go!

After hearing Chen Pu's story, the three of them could only look at each other in blank dismay, with various feelings in their hearts.

Chen Pu laughed at himself: "It's hard for you to listen to my story."

"A Pu, the story is not over yet." Yao Ziyu took a deep breath and decided to express the pain hidden in his heart.

This is the story of Yao Ziyu——He was born in a remote Yaojia Village, where he worked as a farmer and lived very poorly. He could only eat a bowl of rice for a few days.He is the son of the family, and he has four older brothers. His parents named him Ziyu because his birth was unpopular, and one more person would compete for more food.

He is the last person to eat at home. He eats leftovers and wears clothes left by his brothers. When he is sick, he lies alone in bed with no medicine. No one cares about his life, only his parents scold him. Voice.

His childhood was without warmth, but one day was an exception.He was about six years old at the time. For dinner that day, he ate a large bowl of rice, poured delicious lard on the rice, and ate a few pieces of pork. It was the most satisfying meal for him.

After dinner, his parents bathed him and put on a new set of clothes.As a child, he easily put the past loneliness behind him. He thought that he was the happiest child in the world at that time.

On the second day, when he was young, he was sent to Xuanlou in Yangzhou City.Later, when he grew up, he realized that that night was the only time in his life that he got warmth from his parents. He also understood that he was superfluous after all, and he didn't know that his parents used the money from selling him. , Have you ever thought of him?

Speaking of the past, Yao Ziyu's eyes inevitably turned red, but he smiled at Chen Pu with relief: "But you are here, and you told me that I am not superfluous. A Pu, we all have stories in the past, but we Our stories are not over yet, as long as we don’t get to the end, we can all get better and better.”

"Thank you, Ziyu." Chen Pu said gratefully.

Zhao Tianbao on the side lowered his head halfway, and clenched his hands into fists. The enchanting candlelight illuminated his face even more terrifyingly. Half of his face was open and covered with pimples.Ever since he was disfigured, he was no longer willing to look in the mirror, and he was also afraid of looking up at people. Now that he was afraid of himself in the mirror, who would not be afraid of him?

At this moment, he raised his head bravely, and said, bearing the pain on his face: "I met Le Yu four years ago..."

About the story of Zhao Tianbao and Song Leyu, Chen Pu had heard it a long time ago, Yao Ziyu was the first to hear it, and Song Leyu, one of the protagonists, was moved to hold Zhao Tianbao's hand. It turned out that Zhao Tianbao still remembered these things clearly of.

Just because the two of them couldn't forget the past, and couldn't let go of their feelings for each other, they finally broke the knot in their hearts and got together again.

Even though there were many twists and turns in the middle, looking back now, it proves that good things are destined to take a long time.

After the story buried in his heart was finished, Zhao Tianbao also breathed a sigh of relief, "A Pu, no matter whether the road ahead is good or not, we must move forward."

Chen Pu looked around the three of them, his pale face gradually turned more bloody, and he also showed a grateful smile.

"Yes, we all have to face it bravely," he said.

Song Leyu jokingly said: "Soldiers come to block you, water comes and earth floods you, the sky falls and you're covered, there's nothing you can't face."

Four people, three stories, in exchange for a smile.

Tonight they mustered up the courage to reveal the unbearable past, and they really felt all kinds of feelings in their hearts, but it turns out that everyone's story can be the most pitiful or the least pitiful. Profound, in the end the so-called unbearable look back is all because they dare not face it.

Maybe wait until the day when the light smile is breezy, their scars will be smoothed away.

They talked for almost half the night, and at the end of the talk, Chen Pu concluded: "It seems that we are the same people who have fallen in the end of the world, so why should we meet before?"

"No, no." Song Leyu retorted: "It should be the same people who have fallen in the world, why don't we know each other early when we meet again."

Yao Ziyu, who had only a little ink in his stomach, interjected, "I wish we could meet when we were not married."

Song Leyu and Chen Pu laughed, but they thought in their hearts, if they could meet each other at a young age, what story would they have today?

Chen Pu shook his head, no longer thinking about it, "It's night, we have to hurry tomorrow, let's rest."

They each returned to the wing room to rest, but when Yao Ziyu lay on the bed, he was tossing and turning, unable to sleep.He wasn't sure if his decision was correct, what would his future be like if he went to Beijing with Chen Pu and others?

It's just that if you ask Yao Ziyu many years later, he has no regrets about this decision.

Unable to sleep, he got out of bed, walked out of the wing room, and walked all the way outside the inn, maybe this cool night can relieve his worries.But his worries were not over yet, but he saw Min Xuan sitting in a small restaurant opposite the inn.

At this time, there was no one in the restaurant except Min Xuan, and there were only two candles on the wooden table in front of Min Xuan. The flickering candles blurred his domineering appearance in the past, but there was an extra sense of loneliness and joy. lonely.

After hearing what he did to Chen Pu, Yao Ziyu hated this fifth prince from the bottom of his heart, but at this moment he couldn't help walking towards Minxuan. What is the story of this fifth prince who is sitting alone in a restaurant late at night?

When he approached Minxuan, he found that there were two bunches of candied haws on the table, but only one of them was eaten, and there were two bottles of wine, which were left sideways.

Hearing the movement, Min Xuan raised his head, "Yao Ziyu?" He said in that sarcastic tone habitually: "I remember you for a person like you."

Yao Ziyu wanted to turn around and leave, but when he smelled the alcohol smell from Min Xuan and saw Min Xuan's sloppy eyes, he decided to swallow his breath and not argue with this drunk person for the time being.

He pulled away the wooden chair opposite Min Xuan and sat down.

"Yao Ziyu, I haven't granted a seat yet."

He ignored this sentence and asked him a more interesting question: "Do you like candied haws?"

In his opinion, childish things like candied haws are really incompatible with Minxuan's arrogance.

Min Xuan, who was seven or eight minutes drunk, didn't get angry, instead he laughed out loud and replied, "I don't like it."

"But you bought two skewers." After a pause, Yao Ziyu said knowingly, "So you only ate one."

"Half one." Min Xuan pointed to the candied haws on the table with only one bite, and smiled brightly: "The things you like may not be worth it, and you don't need to like the things that are worth it."

Yao Ziyu didn't understand the meaning of Min Xuan's words, but his eyes were fixed on Min Xuan's smile.This was the first time he saw Min Xuan's smile, there was a child's innocence in the smile, but his words were worldly, like he bought candied haws but rejected it.

Such contradictions made Yao Ziyu suddenly understand the fifth prince -- he is proud, but he is lonely, and he has a story.

Yao Ziyu asked, "Why do you buy candied haws?"

Min Xuan sized Yao Ziyu up with slack eyes, and said with a smile: "If you want to buy it, you can buy it... Haha, Yao Ziyu, you are not qualified to know what my prince is thinking."

"Then who is qualified?"

"No." He said frankly, "None of you understand me."

"Because you didn't let people understand you." He broke through the solid line of defense in Min Xuan's heart.

After listening, Min Xuan suppressed his smile, and warned darkly: "Trust me, if I were you, you would never try to understand me."

"You should cherish people who are willing to understand you." Yao Ziyu also grew up from suffering, he would not let anyone bully him, he mockingly replied to the tone just now: "People like you, no one wants to understand you."

"Then why are you sitting here?" Min Xuan said disdainfully: "You can go to Beijing thanks to Song Leyu, you are not worthy of friendship with me."

This fifth prince is indeed qualified enough to look down on Yao Ziyu, but Yao Ziyu hated being looked down upon most in his life, he said angrily: "Do you think I will have sex with a black-hearted person like you?"

But as soon as the words came out, Yao Ziyu regretted it. Such words were indeed too hurtful.

Fortunately, Min Xuan was already drunk at this time, he didn't really take Yao Ziyu's words to heart, and he didn't get angry, but he was used to protecting himself, and he still said: "My heart is dark, could it be that you are so righteous? ? Yao Ziyu... Oh, are you speaking for them, Song Leyu or Chen Pu?"

Mentioning the two, his guilt just now was swept away, and he said angrily: "You shouldn't force them to go to Beijing!"

"Do you think I want Chen Pu to go back to the palace?" Talking about his hidden worries, he even said with a smile when he was drunk: "I don't want him to go back even more than you. Didn't he tell you, I want him to die the most."

"You, Apu, why did he offend you!"

Min Xuan shrugged, "My words must be ugly, it's meaningless."

"Say!"

Yao Ziyu's voice was deafening, and Min Xuan, who didn't like being scolded by others, lost his temper, "Shouldn't a man like him deserve to die? Cheng Huan is at a man's knee, and now he's doing the most despicable thing..." His words didn't finish , Yao Ziyu on the opposite side stood up angrily, pulled him up, and punched his chest with furious fists.

After being punched, the drunken Min Xuan staggered and fell to the ground.He leaned against the wall, drunk and tired from the day, his consciousness began to blur, it was time for him to sleep.

Yao Ziyu strode away, the worst thing he did tonight was being drawn in by Min Xuan's lonely figure, he said in his heart, the fifth prince deserves to be lonely!However, he just stepped out of the restaurant, he gritted his teeth and walked back in, helped Min Xuan up, and took him back to the inn.

He babbled and said, "It's your fault for hurting people, but it's my fault if I leave you here and ignore it. Now I'm the one who takes you back. You owe me a favor..."

When approaching the inn, Min Xuan, whose consciousness was no longer clear, murmured: "Chen Pu didn't offend me, but I don't care who lives and who dies, as long as I can live... For a person like me, having no friends is the best thing to do." Well, none of you understand that I'm the best..."

The night was as cool as water, and Min Xuan's gentle voice could be heard clearly in the silent night, Yao Ziyu paused, and continued walking.

Many years later, he still remembered this night. With Min Xuan's few words, he understood the fragility of the Fifth Prince's heart.

At that time, he returned to the wing room and asked himself, if he deserved his loneliness, did he deserve his fragility?Is it that a poor person must be hateful, or is a hateful person necessarily pitiful?