My country is dead again [Rebirth]

Since the court proposed to rebuild the three major battalions, the Ministry of War has indeed been doing it with all its heart, but at the time of the election, there was a lot of panic, and everyone was trembling when doing things. Some people said that the settings of each battalion and division should be reorganized, but later they struggled with how much money should be allocated to the firearms of the Shenji Camp every year.

No one dared to make a decision on the servant of Shangshu, and every matter had to be discussed at the court meeting. As a result, the progress was obviously slowed down, and more than ten days later it was still on paper.

Although Xie Ruzhuo has previous life experience, he can't do whatever he wants in the court. After several generations of fighting, the accumulated disadvantages are deep and the root system is complicated. Live in a dirty pool.

He had just fought a life-and-death battle with the cabinet. If he pressed harder and harder, not only would he be unable to do anything, he would no longer be the emperor.

How difficult the world is, these four words are the most profound understanding for the emperor.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Tatars committed crimes and Pei Yuankai made peace with his soldiers, Xie Ruzhuo simply slowed down and sorted out the stumbles in his previous life, and made more adequate preparations in the early stage.

Therefore, although Shen Ci has been listed on the list of generals of the three major battalions, he has not yet taken up his post, and is still in a daze in the commander of the capital.And after he and Xie Ruzhuo broke up unhappy that day, they never saw each other again. Xie Ruzhuo didn't send anyone to look for him. With his current position, he couldn't enter the palace casually, so he could only stay so stiff.

The daytime is getting shorter and shorter, and after walking back to Tantai Lane slowly, the sky is already dark, and in the evening, there is light rain again, and the whole city is enveloped in deep gray and black. Shen Ci's departure was rather abrupt during the period.

For the past two days, he was so preoccupied that he didn't feel anything when he bumped into someone while walking. He entered the alley absent-mindedly. Except for the dark door of his house, the other houses hung two bright and colorful lanterns. The moss is also plated with light.

Shen Ci stopped in his tracks, looked at the dim figures at the door in surprise, stepped forward to salute and said, "Master Governor, why are you here?"

The four Dongchang fans stepped back a little, He Xiaoman held an umbrella and asked with a frown, "Did Shen experience bring an umbrella?"

"Yes, I didn't bring an umbrella when I went out this morning." Shen Ci took the key and opened the door, inviting He Xiaoman in, and asked nervously, "Did His Majesty ask the Governor to come?"

He Xiaoman followed him through the courtyard and into the main room, and said lightly: "No." Seeing that Shen Ci's expression became depressed, he added, "But what I want to say is related to Your Majesty."

Shen Ci never bought tea himself, and he didn't know how to prepare melon and fruit snacks at home, so he scratched his hair in embarrassment: "Does the governor drink white water?"

"Shen Jiji doesn't need to trouble you." He Xiaoman looked at the empty house, "Didn't Shen Jiji hire someone to help cook and clean the house?"

"I can cook and clean myself." Shen Ci sat opposite him and handed him a glass of boiled water.

He Xiaoman lowered his eyes silently, he seemed to be entangled in uncertainty about his sudden visit, and he said after a long time: "After you left that day, His Majesty was actually very sad, and His Majesty cared about you very much."

The tears that Xie Ruzhuo shed that day surfaced in front of his eyes, Shen Ci's heart throbbed, and he said, "It's my fault."

He Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief: "I don't like to meddle in other people's business, but in my heart I don't want you to be alienated from His Majesty because of this reason, so I came to you today." He looked at Shen Ci with sorrow in his eyes, "I'm here to tell you why Your Majesty has become like this. What you think after listening to it has nothing to do with me, and I don't think His Majesty will tell you these words."

Why did Xie Ruzhuo become like this.

Shen Ci had thought about this question countless times in his previous life. During the five years of his absence, how did Xie Ruzhuo shed all his cleanliness and become an emperor sitting on the dragon chair little by little.

He had tried it in the previous life, but Xie Ruzhuo was very resistant to even mentioning those five years. He understood that Xie Ruzhuo was also a proud person, and he didn't want him to know about those unbearable days.

So until now, his understanding of those five years was blank.

Shen Ci looked eagerly and said: "Please tell me, Lord Governor."

"What I'm going to say later is not to let Shen experience pity His Majesty. He doesn't need people to pity him. It's just that he is really...too hard. It's rare for him to trust someone completely. I don't want to end up being happy in vain. "He Xiaoman waited for Shen Ci to nod before continuing, "When I first met His Majesty in Lenggong, he was no longer the Sixth Highness that Shen Jingchen missed..."

In the fall of Xining 18, that was the first time He Xiaoman met Xie Ruzhuo.

That palace can't be considered dilapidated, the two rooms are still intact, but the pillars and eaves are badly painted. As soon as He Xiaoman entered the courtyard, the guards closed the gate behind him.

But he didn't feel anything, and he was still able to come and go as he pleased.

The door of one room was closed tightly, and the door of the other room was open. There was a person squatting on the ground in the small courtyard. He thought to himself, it's just a pity that this young boy can't get out, and can only be locked in such a small place.

He Xiaoman was a student of Baixi, and his body was smaller than the average person, but when he looked at the man in the yard, he felt that he was really thin and frail.

The man squatting on the ground didn't care when he heard someone coming in. He was just old, and the sleeves of the light blue robe on his body were short. He seemed to be very cold, and a thin dusty blanket was wrapped outside the robe. The whole person huddled in the blanket, concentrating on picking up the steamed buns that were broken into an unknown number of pieces on the ground and eating them.

Those broken steamed buns were dirty in themselves, as if they had been trampled to pieces. With a calm face, he swallowed the dust expressionlessly, not letting go of any crumbs.

He Xiaoman knelt down and saluted: "Slave He Xiaoman, pay homage to His Highness the Sixth Highness."

Xie Ruzhuo didn't seem to hear it, didn't raise his head, he just ate the steamed buns by himself, He Xiaoman said again: "This servant used to be the bell and drum division, and from today on, I will serve His Highness the Sixth Highness and Concubine Ning here."

Still ignore him.

He Xiaoman didn't speak any more, just quietly watched Xie Ruzhuo finish eating the steamed buns, he didn't eat at noon, he was a little hungry now, just thinking about it, his stomach growled twice.

The small courtyard was very quiet, He Xiaoman's ears turned red with embarrassment, and was about to confess, but Xie Ruzhuo looked up.

With a plain white face and beautiful peach blossom eyes, it is better to say that he is actually empty and dull, like a puppet without a living person, rather than a frozen indifference.

He glanced at He Xiaoman, took out a steamed bun from his bosom, and handed it over. He Xiaoman was in a daze and didn't pick it up. He was silent for a moment, then passed it forward again, speaking in a hoarse voice: "This one didn't fall on the ground. ,Clean."

He Xiaoman's eyes were sore at that moment, this was the only kindness he had encountered in half a month.

A man picking up dirty steamed buns handed him a clean steamed bun. He took the steamed bun and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Your Highness Six."

Xie Ruzhuo stopped talking again, stood up, wrapped in a blanket and entered the room with the open door.

He Xiaoman stuffed the steamed bun in two or three mouthfuls, and hurriedly followed in. He only brought a small bundle, looked around, and put it on the small couch in the corner.

The bed was next to the wall, because the room was not big, the head of the bed was close to the window, Xie Ruzhuo was lying on his side facing the wall, the blanket was not enough, so he wrapped the quilt on the bed.

He Xiaoman stepped forward and asked softly, "Your Highness, are you cold?"

After a while, Xie Ruzhuo shook his head slightly, and curled up even further inward.

He Xiaoman was suspicious and walked away silently.

Concubine Ning must be in the room next door, but the door is still closed and there is no one there, He Xiaoman scanned the surroundings, went to fetch some water and scrubbed the dusty room everywhere.

And Xie Ruzhuo stayed silent all afternoon, curled up on the bed wrapped in a quilt, and didn't sit up from the bed until it was time for Leng Gong to put dinner on.

He Xiaoman said: "You maidservant, go get it."

Xie Ruzhuo remained silent, He Xiaoman went to the door to get the food box, opened it, it was better than he imagined, at least there were rice and vegetables, one plate of cucumber, one plate of green vegetables and tofu, three bowls of rice.

There was still no movement in the next room, Xie Ruzhuo came over and picked up the three bowls of rice with chopsticks, He Xiaoman discovered that the rice was mixed with raw rice, each bowl was half raw and half cooked, Xie Ruzhuo skillfully separated the cooked part from the three bowls , to synthesize a bowl and a half.

In this way, a bowl is fully cooked, a bowl is half-cooked, and a bowl is completely raw.

He picked up two more bowls of vegetables and sniffed them, and put the plate of cucumbers and cooked rice together.

He Xiaoman guessed a little bit, and asked: "Slave maid take it to the empress?"

Xie Ruzhuo shook his head: "She has a bad temper."

Before He Xiaoman could react, he carried the food to the next door.

The room was silent for a while, then suddenly there was a loud bang, He Xiaoman hurried over, and saw Xie Ruzhuo fell to the ground with blood streaming from his forehead, and a chair with a broken leg was lying beside him.

A woman with a beautiful face stared at Xie Ruzhuo indifferently. She was wearing a clean horse-faced skirt. Even in the cold palace, her makeup was still calmly tidied up. The eyebrows were lightly brushed, the makeup was lightly applied, the red lips were smeared, and a butterfly was worn on the high bun. The workmanship is not high-quality, but the combing the spine is covered with gold, which is a valuable item.

She looked at Xie Ruzhuo with disgust and resentment, but there was no love that a mother should have, and she shouted angrily: "Why don't you die! Why do you still live here... and let me see you again..." As she spoke, she became more and more frantic, and she didn't know whether she was talking to herself or to someone, "You are his son... I don't want to be in his bed, I want to escape, but I can't get out... I don't want to give birth to his son, my miscarriage medicine was poured...was poured...why, why did you appear in this world..."

He Xiaoman also knew about the big event in the palace two months ago, but he was still a little stunned when he heard these words, not knowing what to say.

The expression on Xie Ruzhuo's face remained calm, he wiped away the blood that was about to fall into his eyes, stood up and set the chopsticks, and said to his delirious but crying mother, "Eat it while it's hot."

When walking out of the house, a snow-white flying bird fluttered away from the courtyard wall. Xie Ruzhuo stood on the steps and looked up at the bird flying far away. It flew out of the border of the cold palace, passed the golden glazed tile roof of the palace, and disappeared into the endless sky. skyrim.

He was wrapped in that blanket wherever he went, and after looking away, he walked back to the house with some heavy steps.

He Xiaoman stared at his back for a long time, but a 12-year-old boy made him feel that he was an old man who had lost interest in everything in the world, tired and tired.

The bowl of half-cooked rice was left on the table, Xie Ruzhuo ate it with raw rice, He Xiaoman was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, servant girl, let's eat this bowl."

Xie Ruzhuo shook his head, mixed vegetables and tofu with uncooked rice and swallowed it.

After He Xiaoman took a piece of tofu and ate it, he realized that the dish only looked okay, but the taste of the tofu was no longer right. No wonder Xie Ruzhuo wanted to smell it, thinking that the bowl of cucumber would be better.

Although He Xiaoman had never eaten anything too good in the Zhonggu Division before, but to be honest, he had never eaten such an unpalatable meal. On the contrary, Xie Ruzhuo, who was supposed to be a well-dressed food in the past, ate very naturally.

He Xiaoman really couldn't eat, so he put down his chopsticks and planned to starve all night.

Xie Ruzhuo finished eating a bowl of rice, moved a stool to the top of the cabinet and took down a wooden box.

After the wooden box was opened, there was a piece of greased paper for wrapping pastries on the bottom. On the top were the crumbs of various pastries, piled up in colorful colors. They were all pastries suitable for long-term storage without spoilage.

This is probably because Xie Ruzhuo broke off some cakes that he occasionally got on weekdays, and then collected the crumbs that fell when eating, and put them in the box.

He Xiaoman was once again made very uncomfortable by the Sixth Highness.

"You eat." Xie Ruzhuo pushed the wooden box over, regardless of whether He Xiaoman wanted to eat it or not, went to the next door to fetch Liu Yaner's dirty bowls and chopsticks, put them back into the food box with the ones here, and put them by the gate. At that time, an internal supervisor will take them away.

He Xiaoman ate some snacks that were so broken that they couldn't be broken any more, and the ones that were still intact were left in the box. Xie Ruzhuo glanced at it, said nothing, put it back on the top of the cabinet, and then wrapped himself in a quilt and shrank back on the bed just like in the afternoon went.

Although it is boring to stay here, but what is the habit of tucking into the quilt all day long, He Xiaoman tugged the corner of the quilt twice: "Is Your Highness sleepy? You have to take off your outer clothes if you want to sleep?" He saw that Xie Ruzhuo didn't respond , lightly lifted the quilt, "Servant help you take it off."

This time Xie Ruzhuo finally moved, his closed eyes widened blankly, he twisted his body to hide closer to the wall, whimpering, unable to hear what he was talking about, clutching the thin blanket and quilt, wishing he could hug himself Wrapped into silkworm chrysalis.

He Xiaoman was startled, crawled over from the bed, and asked softly, "Your Highness?"

A low sobbing sound came from under the quilt, Xie Ruzhuo's voice was like a helpless baby bird: "I don't want to take off my clothes..."

He Xiaoman vaguely guessed that Xie Ruzhuo might have been bullied before, so he backed away a little and said, "Okay, don't take it off, Your Highness, go to sleep."

After nightfall, the cold palace looks even more desolate and desolate, and the movement of wild cats running by near the courtyard wall makes people tremble all over. When it was almost midnight, the door of the next room was suddenly knocked open, and Liu Yan'er with disheveled hair rushed in, with a woman's face With a ferocious expression on his face, he grabbed Xie Ruzhuo's hair and dragged him out of the bed forcefully.

Xie Ruzhuo snorted, Liu Yan'er didn't know where she got the strength to grab his hair and collar, and dragged him all the way to the yard. After a breath, Liu Yan'er pushed him to the water tank, pressed his head and buried him in the water.

The familiar feeling of suffocation came, and the cold water choked his nose, but Xie Ruzhuo was unexpectedly calm.

Get used to it, get used to it.

His mother was going crazy again, maybe it was a nightmare, or maybe it was just being stimulated by the simple memory of something.

He Xiaoman was so startled that he didn't even realize it, he rushed to rescue Xie Ruzhuo who was already having difficulty breathing.

Unexpectedly, Liu Yan'er pushed He Xiaoman away heavily, took a hairpin from his head, and walked towards Xie Ruzhuo who fell to the ground.

"You are not my son... I never gave birth to a son for that man... You are an evil ghost... You are an evil ghost! Why are you pestering me..." The sharp hairpin poked at Xie Ruzhuo's shoulders and chest in disorder, Yan'er shouted hysterically, "Go to hell, go to hell..."

There was no light in Xie Ruzhuo's eyes, and blood was bubbling from the place where the hairpin poked him. He seemed to be in no pain, and sat on the ground motionless.

The crazy woman exhausted all her energy before He Xiaoman managed to grab the hairpin and throw it into the corner.

The guard outside the door rushed over when they heard the commotion, and said impatiently: "Why is it so late at night! Why are you making so much noise!"

Xie Ruzhuo stood up from the ground, stood in front of Liu Yan'er, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm fine now, I'm sorry..."

The imperial guard Yue Mo had watched this scene many times, and slapped Xie Ruzhuo irritably: "I just went crazy the day before yesterday, is there an end?"

He Xiaoman didn't expect these people to do it when they told Xie Ruzhuo to do it. Then he thought: yes, what's the difference between an abandoned prince and a dog.

"Ahem..." Xie Ruzhuo had red and swollen fingerprints on his fair face, the corner of his mouth was torn, and the bloody smell in his mouth made him cough twice. He took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and stuffed it into the guard's hand, skillfully flattering him. Said, "I am causing you trouble."

Looking at Xie Ruzhuo at this time, He Xiaoman finally understood why he was always so silent and dull.

It was a complete numbness, like a walking dead.

He Xiaoman pulled Xie Ruzhuo to his back: "My lord calm down, this servant will send you out."

The imperial guard stared at He Xiaoman intently, touched his face irregularly, and said with a smile, "Yo, the internal officer looks so good."

He Xiaoman followed the man with lowered eyes, Xie Ruzhuo poked his back behind him, seemed a little nervous, he led the guards out the door as if nothing had happened.

When he came back, Liu Yan'er had already returned to the room, Xie Ruzhuo saw that he was safe and sound, his face was obviously relieved, and he dragged his steps back to the room with difficulty.

Xie Ruzhuo's hair was dripping water, and the front of his coat was also wet in a large area, with several dark red blood holes on it, the wound on his forehead was split open again, the blood stains snaked to the corner of his eyes, and his left cheek was swollen even more.

"Your Highness, this servant is going to boil hot water. Let's take a bath and change our clothes, shall we?" He Xiaoman knew that he was very reluctant to take off his clothes, so he asked cautiously.

Xie Ruzhuo looked down at the embarrassment on his clothes, he became that lifeless look again, let He Xiaoman play with him, took off his clothes, wiped the wound clean, and sat in the tub.

He Xiaoman rubbed his back silently. This thin body was covered with bruises and even a few welts that did not fade away, showing all the pain he had experienced in the past two months.

There were only a few cabinets in the room for changing clothes, and He Xiaoman didn't find any wound medicine, so he had to take out the medicine he brought, carefully applied the medicine to the wound, and then brought a hot towel to apply to the swollen left side. face.

As soon as He Xiaoman raised his head, he suddenly saw two lines of tears falling from those eyes without spirit, Xie Ruzhuo asked, "Are your parents still there?"

"They're all gone." He Xiaoman shook his head.

Xie Ruzhuo burst into tears, hugged He Xiaoman and cried, "I have parents...but they don't want me anymore...don't want me..."

What really makes a 12-year-old child numb and destroys his last hope may not be the hard-to-eat meals, nor the violence, but being abandoned by his loved ones, with no one to turn to.

Xie Ruzhuo clenched He Xiaoman's sleeves tightly: "Banban...will you go too?"

He Xiaoman hurriedly said: "The servants are only here to do cheap work to serve His Highness, and cannot be His Highness's companion."

Xie Ruzhuo buried her head on his shoulder: "I want you to be my companion..."

"Okay, listen to Your Highness." He Xiaoman said with a broken smile, "Your servant will not leave."

At noon on the second day, He Xiaoman thought about the hard steamed buns and dried pickles in the food box.

His gaze met the staring eyes of the guard outside the door. It was the man from last night. When he walked over, the guard pushed him against the wall and bit him ambiguously on the neck.

At dinner, Xie Ruzhuo was surprised to see that there was one meat and two vegetables in the food box, which was hot and fresh, and the rice was all cooked.

It was like this for three consecutive days, Xie Ruzhuo realized something was wrong.

So that night, after He Xiaoman went out secretly, he also quickly got off the bed, and poked his head to look while the door was open.

The other guards walked away, He Xiaoman and the guard named Fu Chong were at the door, Fu Chong said something in a low voice, He Xiaoman knelt down on the ground to untie his belt.

Xie Ruzhuo stood in the small courtyard waiting for He Xiaoman to come back, watched He Xiaoman run to the water tank and retched, scooped up water to wash off the filth on his face, drank an unknown amount of water before stopping.

"Banban, don't go to him..." Xie Ruzhuo knelt down in front of He Xiaoman with red eyes, "I can eat raw rice, but I don't like meat...you don't go to him, okay?"

"Your Highness, it's alright, the maidservant was already...unclean..." He Xiaoman also knelt down, "Don't worry, Your Highness, after all, he is still in the palace, he dare not do anything more extreme."

Xie Ruzhuo covered his face and cried: "Banban, I won't go on like this anymore...I want to take you out together..."

He Xiaoman patted him on the back, but his eyes were silent: "Okay."

The author has something to say: Xie Ruzhuo and He Xiaoman are family and friendship. In fact, their relationship is quite complicated, and I will write about it later, so they are destined not to develop cp.And at that time He Xiaoman already liked Song Qinglai.

He Xiaoman has never been raped by anyone, but has had other things.

This level is not cruel!Think about it everyone, in the end Xie Ruzhuo boiled everyone to death, wouldn't it be cool to lie down and be the emperor? 23333, I can only say that behind every successful person there must be hardships (no).

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!