without me

Rehabilitation is always uncomfortable and inconvenient, and being in bed for a long time is considered normal.Thirty boards are more vicious than before, without Chase Yan's nagging and teasing, it is inevitable to feel that something important is missing.

The master has used some tricks - to keep his eyes and ears, most people in the officialdom will do this.Hearing that Zhuiyan went to the temple by car, he still didn't pay much attention to it, and sneered at the bald donkey who said bad things, but he didn't believe they couldn't force them to hand over.

This is, a servant girl found a letter in the closet, with a few lines written on it, to the effect that "If you find someone to take me back like a criminal in the court, Zhui Yan will be ordained and become a monk immediately!"

Where would a high-ranking official want to marry a daughter-in-law with a smooth forehead?

"Secretly tied back, it's okay."

The servant lowered his head, not daring to raise his eyes.

"Master, the Yuanshan Temple is notoriously heavily guarded, and the inside and outside are tightly guarded. I'm afraid...it really can't be done."

The anger suppressed in his chest made Jiang Youwei want to eat someone alive, as for who it was——

That's too much.

He rubbed the two sides of his forehead with a headache, and waved his hands to make people get out, leaving an image in the other person's heart of "King Kong who only knows kindness and kindness, but doesn't know wrathful eyes".

Fortunately, I was not crucified on the bed as I imagined, and when I was able to move a little, I began to enjoy the so-called "desire before death".Ask Jiang Ci which piece of music is good, whether it's Huajie or Xiyuanzi, it doesn't matter if the babbling is a man-I absolutely didn't like it before, so I should applaud it now.

It’s not an exaggeration to say that I’m pessimistic, and I don’t have to be afraid now. I just live as long as I can, and I just want to have fun if I can’t live.I really dare to put a phoenix tail on my chicken head, I give up these two metaphors with self-deprecation.

If compared with the previous state of mind, this time is really not muddled.I shook my arms from side to side, and the sun was almost not as vicious as it was a few days ago. When I moved, it didn't affect the sore spot, which means I can run around.

First, I went to find Jiang Wenru. The master did ask about some experience of running away from home at that time.Wen Ru didn't feel relieved, it seemed a bit compromised.

Everyone is used to it, and this is the irony that both of us feel the most.

"Are you used to it?"

"I'm used to it, are you used to it?"

It's not too annoying to go back and forth repeatedly, like a joke, first I laughed out loud, and then the other party covered his face with a book and made a "giggle" movement.

During the period, I learned that the master still didn't tell others about his choice, and lived as he should. I couldn't judge whether this move was good or bad for a while.

I originally wanted to persuade Jiang Wenru's pessimistic attitude before the incident happened, but my mother's voice seemed to have affected me and changed a little.Although I myself also contain great pessimism, which is probably doomed since I was a child, but now I also agree with the disappointment and negativity of others.

In general, I just don't want to persuade.

The more I chatted with it, the more I thought: Why are you persuading me?This idea is obviously correct.

Maybe I will stubbornly deny the previous sentence: No, this kind of identification itself is not right.

But as said before, I can't judge for a while.

So be it, isn't it a compromise?

He even felt that even if he told Jiang Wenru, "Father wants to rebel, if the Holy Majesty still sits firmly in the dragon chair, our heads will fall", he would probably just put a blank face, and reply: "Death is death, anyway. I will die sooner or later for decades, but it is a pity that I haven’t read the book.” The atmosphere will not sigh, if there is any concern in the future, it is another matter.

Isn't this a kind of compromise?Great sorrow for those who have no fear of death.

A pessimist accepts easily what everyone else is pessimistic about.

Thinking of that kid Jiang Yushan, he is just an ordinary person, and it is not unique to be greedy for life and afraid of death.It's just that when I think of him looking for Hongxinglou, I don't believe that he just found that place casually.

After chatting satisfactorily, I asked how the tea was given by Scarface last time. Jiang Wenru nodded in approval, leaving the fragrance of the teeth, replied to be more careful, and left.

I really want to know what kind of flair Jiang Yushan left behind in Liuxiang, Huajie.

At this time, the wind carries with it the slight scorching heat left over from midsummer, and it is already cool.The green inside and outside the courtyard of the Hongxing Building has faded from immaturity and tiredness, and the future will wither and be stained with a fragile yellow.

Walking on the road, the slightly thick leaves on the soles of the feet "creaked and creaked", and some branches broke into several knots.

This time, I took the courage to sit directly on the top of the fence, without that little distance, the appearance inside is more clearly visible.

The people from Zhangtai who were busy entertaining guests couldn't notice that Wen Liu carried the broom and piled up the fallen leaves in the corner, and moved his shins with his head up following the sound of the wind.

"Miss Jiang?"

She raised her head and stopped in mid-air, her eyes fell on the wall, the person sitting quietly with her legs crossed.

"Ah."

I didn't give an overly enthusiastic response. I slowly half-climbed and half-hopped from the top to my feet, stabilized my figure, and patted the dust sticking on the top with both hands.

"Long time no see, this business is getting more and more hopeful." Recalling the visitors at the door, I sighed deeply.

Wen Liu put down the things in his hands, and also flicked the narrow sleeves he picked up, "Yes, there are more interesting things, weird people are becoming more and more common, and their accents are completely different."

I wanted to exchange some pleasantries, but unexpectedly, I felt that there was no need to pave the way for politeness between the two of us. After thinking about it for a while, I asked about these matters.

"A lot of foreigners come here?"

I pulled the Maza that I used to sit on before and placed it next to the bench at the door.Looking at the half curtain of the back door, I always feel that the situation is more than that.

People who used to live in other places flooded into Wangcheng, and some local people probably went out.From the people in the village who have been coming and going for several years, there is not much difference from the past, but the people wearing gold and silver that I saw when I was running around with the master, I can't see them anymore, probably because I haven't visited them recently. At this time, I couldn't help but keep my eyes open.

Recalling the date that Yingxiu mentioned was about a few days ago, I thought about preparing to speak.

"A few days ago, Sister Qin'er told me that there seems to be a new customer named Jiang Yushan."

Before I could tell that Wen Liu had already proposed, I looked at the other party in a little surprise, and she also pursed her lips, with a deliberate expression on her face.

I circled around and continued, "My third brother sometimes visits Flower Street or something."

After confirming her identity, Wen Liu felt relieved, but recalling Qin'er's previous description, the way she tried her best to please others, her heart became more and more puzzled.

"What's the difference?" I observed, and asked questions at the right time, "He often makes people uneasy."

After thinking about it again and again, Wen Liu saw that I was not angry or blamed me for being troublesome, sorted out my words, and told me Qin Er's complaints under the tree without omission.

Perhaps she also found it strange that the heirs of high-ranking officials would treat others as if they were flattering and flattering. Although my mother always told her that people in the officialdom were troublesome, the so-called communication was extremely complicated.

I couldn't help but frown.

"Young Master Shen? Which Young Master Shen?"

Wen Liu didn't hesitate either, "Liu'er remembers, it seems to be...Shen Shijie."

Shen Shijie!

My heart is in turmoil, this is the young master Shen Jiaguan has been raising since he was a child, and some time ago the master wanted to marry Zhuiyan to him!Why did Jiang Yushan turn his head and come to Hongxinglou with him?He was a frequent visitor here, Jiang Yushan's intention to please was too obvious, how could the other party not see it.

I have seen the master for a while, this man is arrogant and impatient, those two eyeballs don't seem to be used to look at people - he seldom sees others as "people", and attributes the "credit" to the master and the old man Pamper.

Typical dude.

Thinking of this, I sighed a long time, and Wen Liu asked with concern.

I waved my hand, "I'm just afraid that he will do something." What I rejected was the master's order.

Yeah, does that mean to be side-firing?Anyway, he can even send his own daughter there, so what's wrong with his son cheating on others.

"Recently, is there something important, um, difficult?" She turned her head and asked, "I always feel that Miss Jiang's complexion is not very good."

"The day Yu Shan came to visit, I was beaten...I got used to it. I just recovered from my injury yesterday, so I came to see you today." I didn't hide anything, and replied with a smile on purpose.

Sure enough, Wen Liu suddenly showed a surprised and worried expression, "How is it now? It should be quite serious after recuperating for so long... Is it all over? I'm tired from climbing the wall, did you just have pain?"

I watched her slender eyebrows droop, and the corners of her mouth continued to rise.

The eyes are very bright, um, very spiritual.Otherwise, why would I have been staring at it and couldn't move it away?

"It's okay, it's almost better, and it didn't hurt just now." I put my palm around the other's back, and stroked the black hair one by one, thinking it was very fun.

If only it could stay that way.

Wen Liu also followed my actions without getting angry, and gently kicked away the yellow leaves floating over.

The wind at this time is not as weak as in spring, nor is it like bringing heavy rain at the beginning of summer and bringing intense heat.It's just the right amount of comfort, and it reminds me of that kite automatically.

"Where's the kite?"

"Inside the house," she said expectantly, tilting her head. "The wind is just right recently. Liu'er has to choose a day."

I laughed and said, "Why didn't you think it was on my head?" The kite was bought with the help of Zhuiyan, so it can't be called "borrowing flowers to present Buddha".

"Will Miss Jiang come with you?"

Wen Liu immediately looked up at me expectantly, and after a while her cheeks puffed up again, "No, Miss Jiang's injury hasn't healed yet, the weather has been turning cold recently, and it's not good to catch the wind and cold."

Are you concerned?

"It's still Miss Jiang? Didn't I tell you the name?" I moved my hand to the top of her head, pointing the hair with my fingertips, "I know that behind the dense forest on the river bank, there is a very wide area. The grassland is more than enough to fly a kite."

Suddenly remembering the figure I saw at the door of the Hongxing Building, I curled my lips in annoyance.

"But I really don't have time today. I still have things to do later."

After I finished speaking, I reluctantly lifted my fingers, got up and put the Maza back to its original place.

At this time, it is time to say goodbye.

I bowed my hands and resigned politely, pausing for a moment at the end and saying "goodbye" casually.

This farewell somehow seemed more real than before, Wen Liu's eyes lit up secretly.

"That, Jiang Xiao... Jiang, Jiang Xue."

As soon as I finished speaking, I stopped and looked back at the girl who was clutching the clothes on the side of her legs nervously, her lips parted and closed, hesitant to speak.

"Is there anything else?" I asked tentatively, feeling that the other party had something on his mind.

She repeated this situation, but in the end she didn't say anything, and smiled brightly, as if to compensate for the call just now.

Watching the other party leave the yard step by step, Wen Liu continued to sit under the eaves in a daze.

"See you……"

There will be a next time, maybe it's just politeness, people say so.

She seemed to be still for a while, and felt that she was getting more and more afraid that the man would no longer come to talk to her.

Or, within this wall, you can no longer see each other, you can't see the face on the wall when you look up, you can't hear the footsteps, you can't hear the boots when you look down, and you can't feel someone groping the hair on your back.

It's just that she is afraid of returning to loneliness again... Wen Liu originally thought so, but she always felt that even if someone else came to talk to her, she would not feel this way.

Even if there was someone else...it wasn't her.

Up to now, Wen Liu can still clearly recall the first time he met the other party. The wind blew harder and harder at that time, making the roof creak.I was afraid that the clothes pole would hang upside down, so I packed up my hands and feet and hurriedly opened the door, and the clothes that were blown towards me were on the face of the person, and the expression of the person suddenly became stupid.

She couldn't help laughing when she thought of this, the dress that flung her face was the one for Jiang Xue, but the other party didn't see it, she was just nervous.

I looked around from the corner of my eye, and the more I looked, the more I was curious about this appearance, a girl who pretended to be calm.

I just chatted, for a long time. When the other party left, I felt strange in my heart—probably I felt a little strange from the time of the conversation. Put the idea of ​​"going out" into action.

But now it's sporadic, and I've sneaked out many times, and I feel more and more clearly that it's not just that.

Why?It's okay even if you can't talk... I'm afraid that I won't be able to see each other suddenly one day.

If possible, I want to stay close to the shoulders all the time, so that the other person's face can be reflected in the deepest part of the eyes.

Wen Liu tilted her head in distress and thought, thinking that she should ask Sister Qin'er, she is easier to talk to.

But don't let your mother know.

……

At this time, there will not be too many guests in Zhangtai, especially those who are not well-known like Hongxinglou.

I looked at the bustling crowd on the street, and it became sparse when I got to my sight. It was very easy to find it, and it could be called a clear view.

But even so, I still couldn’t find the trace of that person. I frowned, walked into the Hongxing Building, looked around, and as expected, I saw the other person upstairs drinking tea and eating melon seeds. A girl next to me said calmly. After a few words, he left after finishing his speech. He didn't look like an ordinary playboy—only if I knew his identity.

They are looking for news.

I sat opposite him indifferently, took out my money bag, counted the number, and threw it gently on the table.

"Accept the job?"

"Yo, how refreshing."

He Huang shook the hand holding the teacup, not afraid of the tea spilling out, "Tell me, Mr. Jiang, are you starting to worry about your head?"

"That's a pretty good guess," I leaned back on the chair wearily, and the mental outlook I had when I was talking to Wen Liu was nothing the same, calm without leaving out any emotions other than boredom, "I don't know about your intact head , the spirit is not bright."

He took a sip of tea, blew on it and put it down, "Well, what did Mr. Jiang say? It's probably at Ye Chen's two homes."

I sneered and said without hesitation.

"Shen Junshe."

"Shen..." He Huang was speechless for a moment, "Your Majesty?"

The expected reaction, I also found it funny and nodded seriously: "Yes, my lord."

"The old lady of the Shen family will never betray the Holy Majesty. As for Shen Jun's betrayal of the old master Shen...it's rather vague."

When the temperature of the tea was suitable, He Huang sent it into Yan Jiuhou's thirsty throat, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He originally wanted to continue to analyze the situation of the Shen family, but after thinking about it, he suddenly realized something was wrong, and slightly opened his eyes wide to look at the other side.

I didn't have any waves, and looked at each other openly.

"...You really dare to tell me that it is definitely a big deal."

"Are you going to leak it?" I stared at the other party with a smile, and any details of his expression could explain the problem.

He Huang shrugged nonchalantly, "Then you are finished, you have to hide."

"Stop playing Tai Chi with me, I want a promise."

"Well, I won't reveal the Jiang family's plan, otherwise Jiang Ci will kill me."

The last sentence was just a joke, I looked back and confirmed that this person was trustworthy on the surface.

I rested my fingers on the edge of the table and knocked unconsciously.

"The Shen family, Shen Shijie..."

Suddenly, a name came to mind.

"Shen Shiyun?"

He Huang remembered for a moment, and blurted out the title.

"General Shen... Shen Junshe's nephew, Young Master Shen's cousin."

I sorted out the advantages and disadvantages contained in it, but He Huang said first: "General Shen is still powerful, perhaps much higher than Master Shen.

"If you want to talk to someone, Shen Shiyun can do it," he shook his head, "Master Shen...isn't capable of that."

Thinking about it carefully, Shen Shiyun's real "day of success" was not the support of Shen's family, but the recruitment of King Guangxian, who made most people realize this existence in a certain battle many years later. The prince was promoted.

He Huang weighed the tea, and called the girl to pour some more to fill up the pot. At the moment, the two sat on it and talked, making Zhangtai look like a teahouse in this small place. Even so, there was no lack of vision It's quite comfortable to come together.

There are not too many visitors, and the businessmen don't deliberately provoke troubles. This is probably the reason why this bag inquired about choosing Hongxinglou.

But it's impossible to be the only one, I often can't get to the other party, otherwise I would hold the person in front of me and ask questions earlier - of course, I will pay, and I am not short of money.

"It's time to get to the point."

Only then did He Huang take the money bag on the table into his hands, took out a copper coin from it and threw it up, made a buzzing sound, pressed it on the table with a snap, and then put it into his sleeve alone.

"Young Master Jiang, you can't just buy such a personal name with the money."

"Of course not."

How could it be so cheap for you?I slowly propped my elbows on the wooden table, crossed my fingers in front of my face, and thought for a moment.

"Where is Shen Shiyun's independent mansion, and where does he usually live?"

"Hmm..." He Huang raised his hand and nodded his head, and gave an answer after a short period of time.

"It's not too far away. I'll get you a blueprint to mark it on later. It's not far from Shen's residence."

I nodded and accepted, seeing that the other party was thinking the same as myself, I still felt that this question was not worth it.

However, there are other questions that need to be answered in my plan in this life. I try to patch up the master's movements as much as possible at the moment.

"Even if that's the case, why would Mr. Jiang pin his hopes on a lower official?"

He Huang rarely crossed the line and asked questions, which was clearly visible to the naked eye.

I judged that I wouldn't mind, but on the surface, I still had to go around in circles before I said it. It really was Bao's inquisitive nature.

"Maybe it's because Shen Shiyun is behind him... Maybe."

After all, even if Mrs. Shen is known to be a foolish and loyal person, it means that he may be regarded as an abandoned son at any time, and will be useless at any time.

After all, Jiang Youwei was still scared.

But few people know about Shen Shiyun's relationship with him, not even Jiang Youwei.He Huang's ability to understand and blurt out this relationship proves that he has some tricks.

I sighed silently, the communication with the person in front of me at this time is not a business, but pure communication.

If today's day really does not act, the current situation will not be far away, and overthrow does not mean a bad thing-the premise is that it can be overthrown, seek power and usurp the throne, and win the king and lose the bandit. This has always been the case since ancient times.

This matter can be done heroically and decently, but Jiang Youwei is afraid that his choice will become unstable and unconvinced, and he wants to seek protection from people who will not participate.

From this point of view, Jiang Yushan was really his own, carved out of a mold.

I quietly ended the topic and withdrew my casual gaze.

"Secondly, the Shen family has recently made relatively important matters and decisions concerning Shen Shijie."

He Huang recalled and found that the news about this was messy and vague, so he shook his head and said that he would go to inquire after the end.

"third."

I stretched out my finger and clicked down on the table.

"Know Wen Liu?"

"Who?"

The other party reacted and then remembered, "Liu'er in the backyard, what's wrong with her?"

"I want to know her life experience."

"Oh?"

Looking at each other, He Huang raised his eyebrows and looked at it for a while, then tentatively smiled and said, "Why do I feel that Mr. Jiang already knows a lot."

Subconsciously, I glanced downstairs from the corner of my eye. The bustard was leading the girl to the guest, while introducing the delicate face half covered by the handkerchief.

He Huang frowned suddenly.

"Sure enough, what do you want to do?"

It was seen that I understood something, so I didn't answer.

When he saw the person in front of him with a "shut up" expression on his face, he spread his hands innocently.

"...I don't know anything," I nodded and looked down, and continued after thinking about it, "except that the madam is her mother."

The other party also glanced downstairs.

"It's enough to know that. They have escaped and hunted for many years. After the replacement of the people on the dragon chair, they are no longer taken seriously. All kinds of wars and famines are raging outside, so they come to Wangcheng to make money and live."

As soon as the words were finished, He Huang paused for a sip of tea. I looked around and saw that no one would hear me. The separation between the tables and chairs was reassuring, so I continued to focus on the other party.

"Her father, Mr. Wen, is also an official. He went all the way up from the servant's degree. The madam married him at a young age, and she became pregnant with Wen Liu later."

"Then, it's about the same as it is now."

I couldn't help frowning, watching the other party's exaggerated exclamation like a storyteller, I had to leave half of my emotions and leave half of them.

"You know what the imperial court was doing at the time. They were vicious and vicious. They cut the weeds and rooted out all the problems. But in this way, there was no room for maneuver, and the actions were too grand, which affected many people."

Afterwards, we almost all know that on the one hand, a certain prince has a "brother and brother respect" with him on the surface, and on the other hand, his youngest son has a "father-son relationship" with him. In fact, both of them are staring at their seats all the time.

Coincidentally, the prince wanted to stir up public anger to overthrow the emperor, but he failed and was thrown into prison.And this incident also brought a lot of scars and pressure to the imperial court. The little prince captured many shaky and capable courtiers, led his soldiers and horses to seize the throne in one fell swoop in the middle of the night.

Thus, the little prince who succeeded in ascending to the throne became the current emperor.

He Huang didn't elaborate on this, omitting the well-known things, and continued.

"The specific official rank of Mr. Wen is really unknown. We can only know that he was promoted from the servant to the official rank. There are many theories. Some people say that he was promoted to the third rank in the end, and some say that he was promoted from the third rank."

The future is bright.

"Do you think it's a coincidence? He smelled the smell of downfall ahead of time, so he secretly helped the prince. Who knew he was a 'remnant of the cannon' and was sentenced to be executed. At that time, the old bustard was far away from her mother's house. When the news got to my ears, the entire family of the Wen family had lost their heads, and only she—and Wen Liu in her stomach were left."

"The first emperor only said: 'If you missed someone, what kind of copycats are you? Are there people who will listen to what you say in the future? Is there anyone to be afraid of?'"

"'Take all of them back without leaving any one behind. Don't think about being a fish that slipped through the net. This is a deterrent.'"

"The natal family drove her away and gave her to Sichuan. When she fled, she gave birth on the boat. A stumbling life was born like this until the little prince came to power."

I looked at the people below, those girls who kept saying that they didn't want to leave, said that they were peaches that were picked up, and that everyone was the same.

Hongxinglou's business is not good, in fact, they don't know that kind of thing at all.

At that time, there were no dignitaries in the place of refuge, and the normal state was chaos.Hungry people use their last bit of energy to run around, regardless of whether the human flesh stinks or not.

As for their origins, everything can be imagined.

He Huang felt that he had explained clearly enough, and suddenly said again.

"There is one more thing, I don't know if it is true."

I raised my eyes and remained silent, signaling to continue.

He cleared his throat, "After those few years, the old bust seemed to have met a businessman from Yanzhao, who had some spare money, and married her without minding, and even accepted Wen Liu."

"Hmm..." I listened to this sentence and nodded, "It's true."

According to the degree of famine at that time, if Wen Liu was still in a state of fleeing instead of having a stable life, he would not know how to go out and play, let alone form a habit.

The important thing is that they can all be matched.

But even so, I still can't help but doubt: maybe I have seen it, and I yearn for it?

I have thought about it, and nine out of ten of those longings come from the current wall.

He Huang was delighted with the windfall, and suddenly heard an interruption.

"later."

"later?"

He remembered that he didn't explain the end of this unknown truth, and finally added a sentence.

"Later, the businessman was contracted a serious disease by those victims in the wilderness. The husband and wife died of illness within two years of love. His money was looted, and the mother and daughter began to be displaced again."

Being given and being taken away, this is what Wen Liu saw.

Where does the cleanliness in the eyes come from?

"Why are you locked in the yard again, and the madam won't let you out?"

The other party explained: "First, although the pursuit and attention have been slack, the Yamen can still find the wanted information about the madam - it has long been yellowed and old and placed in an inconspicuous place, and it will only turn a blind eye when it sees it Close an eye. But it is not guaranteed that someone will be happy to use this as a handle in their hands, and some people from the past also know that Wen Liu is her daughter, so the old bustard used a stupid method."

Even if it might ruin Wen Liu's life.

"Second, I don't want her to do this kind of thing like myself, combined with the first... Tsk, it's so stupid."

He is really stupid to the extreme, no matter how he thinks, there will be a better way, I am afraid that years of running around have made his thoughts rusty, and he may be such a person.

I added another reason why Hongxinglou's business is not good.

The resulting conflicts are not smooth in any way. I don't want anything to happen to her even if I trap her, even if it will ruin an innocent child, I don't want her to be tarnished by vulgarity.

I couldn't help shaking my head, how could I be so stupid, I really don't understand.

How did Wen Liu spend the following years?Even if I become a part of the cage, I see her still clean.

To be given, to be taken away.

I remembered the way she looked at the kite.

After being taken away time and time again, even within the walls, he cannot move.

Will she tirelessly wait quietly for the next offer?I firmly believe in this, Wen Liu will definitely reach out his hand the moment he sees it, to welcome and embrace the next ephemerality.

For this kind of person, I already have impressions, experience, and understanding.

That's why the first time you see her, you will see the wind beating.