Drunk Yangzhou

Dear Lord,

My lord, when you read this letter, I have already left the capital, and I don't know where I went or where I went...

How wonderful it would be if time went back to that early summer 16 years ago. My father led me to the Guangling Palace. I followed behind him with a bit of trepidation and shyness. Stay—the curtains are rolling slowly, and the phoenix tail is swaying. You are wearing a sky-blue cloak, lowering your eyebrows, tilting your head slightly, playing with the phoenix-headed harp, and seeing me in a blink of an eye, nodding and smiling politely, with clear eyes But there was joy in the light, my heartbeat became very fast, and I couldn't explain what was going on, so I immediately pulled my father's sleeve and said, "I am willing to stay."

Since then, I have been your companion, and my father has always entrusted me to take care of and serve the little master in everything.In the beginning, I followed the etiquette of master and servant, being restrained and cautious, and as time passed, I became more and more acquainted. You and I grew up together and were inseparable. You no longer called me "Brother Wen", but gently and calmly. My name: "Fengchi."

"Fengchi, a new batch of ancient books has been added to the study, so go and read them if you have time, and take the ones you like."

"Fengchi, I have to meet with some elders of the Lingshu Pavilion. A new batch of luggage has arrived at the barracks, so make some arrangements for me."

My lord, I keep your words in my heart. I love to listen to you call me, and I also love to do things for you. In the year of dancing elephants, you have become more and more romantic, and you have the reputation of being the most beautiful in Yangzhou. I am a little proud of it. Fortunately, especially after the old prince passed away, I am the only one who can accompany you closely.

But do you know, although I am a friend who talks about everything, I have never been honest with you about some teenagers' thoughts...

Whenever you jokingly mentioned that you were going to match me, I became anxious and uneasy, so I had to joke that if you were asked to match, the girl would definitely move on.

You complain that I am making fun of you, so I have no choice but to lie to you, and wait until the world is stable before thinking about the children's personal relationship.

You are a king, but you respect and consider my feelings in everything. In fact, I should be content and grateful, but I have more and more unrealistic fantasies. Sometimes I even selfishly hope that the world will never be unified, so I will I can always be with you...

This kind of hope didn't last long, and King Yu began to march eastward. You met him in Lishan, and from then on, everything seemed to have changed, whether it was the current situation in Great Xia...or my heart.

You started to hide some things from me, and I also started to feel unhappy. I dragged my injured leg back from Jiangxi, only to find that he had already been here. Yes, and got myself drunk...

My lord, I almost took advantage of others that night and did something wrong. Fortunately, at that moment, a newborn chick fell out of the window in front of the bed, chirping, chirping, innocent and cute. I looked at its appearance, I suddenly remembered what my father said many years ago: You must accompany this chick and help it grow into an eagle.

Boundless pain swept up, I staggered and ran out of the room on crutches, the lonely moon outside the house was dark, and the shadows of the trees were whirling. I stayed there all night in a daze, blowing the night wind, and finally realized that my role is always to be a companion, and I should not The more disciplined, the more should not have unreasonable thoughts... In a panic, I went back to the house to put everything in order, and then left silently.

If you remember my faux pas, then I will never see you again. Fortunately, you are so drunk that you don't remember this unspeakable Qin Huai secret, so I will be able to help you for the last time.

I'm not a stubborn person who doesn't know how to adapt. I have thought about and tried to give up, but I can't do it. How can I forget this person who is in the world!God is cruel!Not only let me know you when I was young, but also let me watch you miss others...

My lord, I am not reconciled.Although you never show specialness to him, I can still taste it.Sometimes when I change my clothes in front of the mirror, the tall and tall figure reflected in the brass mirror is also elegant and unrestrained...Compared with him, how can I fall behind, not to mention the vicious and vicious man, who tried to kill us several times ...

My lord, why do you... fall in love with him?

You are still gentle, considerate and kind to me, but I still can't suppress the pain in my heart, why didn't you give me any special affection for him.

The whipping brought by this affection is so cruel, I really have nowhere to escape.Originally, he was sure that man would conquer heaven, but now he believed in fate because of love.I feel pathetic.

I gradually changed, not only emotionally, but also more ruthless in dealing with political affairs. I began to enjoy the pleasure brought by power, and also enjoyed my status in Wu Junzhong.You also tapped on me from time to time and secretly sent people to observe and report. I know you still trust me and don’t want to deprive me of my power, but you are just a little worried, but...my lord, after all, I am sorry for your trust.

My lord should still remember how Fujian was taken. At that time, I went deep into Ryukyu and joined forces with Song Shiyi's Red Scarf Army to conquer Xia. Later, when I returned to Jiangxi, Song Shiyi's militia had already been taken over, but two years later, he again I wrote a letter to express my feelings. I am old and have no other wishes. I just want to take a hundred or so brothers home to support and farm.I met him during the war, so I have some friendship, so I withheld this document and directly approved it.

Seeing that I agreed happily, Song Shiyi started to inquire about things in Zhedi again. He was particularly concerned about the things about the Chief Cloud Club. Only then did I understand his real intentions.Also know from his mouth, Qinglong's true identity.

I saw a snuff bottle at Longmen, and I also learned from Song'an that the lord's forbearance towards Chief Yunhui was out of a kind of dark and secret jealousy, so I kept silent about this information...The next thing, my lord I can already guess it, and I can't bear to talk about it.When I dream back at midnight, I will always dream of the fire on Qingliang Peak, and the innocent gangsters who will come to claim my life. I am even more afraid of seeing the innocent and lovely Longlong. Seeing his clear eyes, I will Think of your own filth and sin.

But I am still developing even more terrifying thoughts. I saw the lord's tolerance for Qin Jun, and I was actually thinking, in fact, Longlong shouldn't live in this world... Fortunately, I didn't continue to do wrong things...

How did I become like this?I once claimed to be an upright gentleman worthy of Qiu Ying, why would I do such a heartless thing... My lord, you don't have to blame yourself for it, after all, this affection is just a cover for my sins , the greed in my heart is the instigator, how much money Song Shiyi gave me to keep my mouth shut, I have no face to say it.

So, my lord, I can only leave.Suicide in the palace will make you sad and deplorable; confessing the crime face to face will make you embarrassed; pretending to be innocent and staying here will make me feel uncomfortable.

I have deeply regretted it, but there is no way to remedy it. I can only tell everything I know and hand over the silver taels I have been greedy for these years to supplement the military pay.Song Shiyi had spent some time in the Qin army many years ago, and had a close relationship with a Henan general named Zheng Meng. I don't know if his hatred for Chief Yunhui came from this?The lord may start the investigation from this and capture the murderer, so as to comfort Qinglong's spirit in the sky.

As for where I will go, my lord no longer has to waste my thoughts on it. I have seen Yin Jia going north, He Qing and Hai Yan, and Wen Zheng died without regret.

Wen Zheng on the fifth night of November

The author says:

Maybe there will be a side story about the previous generation, when it is finished, I will post it ~ Thank you for watching!bow!