My historian is dying every day

Chapter 113 [I can't bear to bear even one point]

Although Qi Yu left the deadline for Gong Zhiyuan to make up his mind until the next day, Wen Yanzhi knew from the carriage that sent Gong Zhiyuan home that Gong Zhiyuan's decision had already been made and he would not change it.

Otherwise he wouldn't cry.

People cry when they are sad.

Wen Yanzhi watched, and Gong Zhiyuan sat on the opposite side, staring at the brick-red palace wall outside the curtain and retreating, his face was furrowed like never before, his eyes were swollen, and he suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Brother Wen... You said this matter, why did it fall on me, a mortal..."

But with the ups and downs of fate, who ever cared whether he was a mortal or not?

All people are mortal.

"Are you willing?" Wen Yanzhi didn't know who he was asking.

And Gong Zhiyuan didn't have time to think: "Reluctance"

He looked outside the curtain, his eyes became more and more empty, "I don't want to part with it at all, but I can't let go of my mother..."

If two are reluctant to give up, you can only choose the one who can give up, and keep the one who can't.

Gong Zhiyuan's eyes turned red, he raised his hand and wiped it vigorously, and comforted himself, saying: "I'm a small person, I'm nothing, the princess can find someone better without me. But my mother can't, my mother She's old... she has only one son of mine."

Which can and which can't, couldn't be more clear.

Wen Yanzhi raised his hand and patted Gong Zhiyuan's shoulder. He listened to his words and saw his suffering, but he remembered how many days ago, he was also in the carriage, and at a certain noon, Qi Yu hugged him and said that it would be too late if he abandoned the throne. Nothing worth it.When Qi Yu said that after he abdicated, they lived together in the small courtyard, he was really laughing, his smile was as usual, his eyes were like sinking water, his face was like wind, and when he said that Qi Yu was confused, I don’t know if Qi Yu understood or not. Knowing what he meant, the next sentence actually started the conversation lightly.

...He thought, Qi Yu must understand.

For so many days, he has been sleeping next to Qi Yu, and occasionally saw Qi Yu frowning in his deep sleep at night.Waking up in Yanfu Palace early in the morning, Qi Yu's first thing to do after taking a shower in the bed must be to interrogate the scriptures that got stuck at the palace gate the night before, and Zhou Fu said that there must be such scriptures every morning.

To Qi Yu, the excerpts he could see were just the tip of the iceberg of political affairs, such and such things happened every day in the world, and Qi Yu was a very caring emperor.Even once when he happened to read and asked about ten years of farming in Kansai, Qi Yu was pointing his ink and commented, and answered him with two or three casual sentences, all of them were clear and straightforward, and he was sober about who and what was going on.

Qi Yu is a good emperor.

Even Zhou Fu cried so much that his sleeves were stained with tears when he heard that he was about to retire.

Coincidentally, this excellent emperor actually wanted to resign because of his gentleness.

Gong Zhiyuan's deep cries hit his ears, like the shock of a sentence in the court, which made Wen Yanzhi suddenly feel despicable.

Because he has not even said a word to ask Qi Yu not to give up the throne. He only said uselessly that he is not worth it, not worth it. In any sentence of persuasion, the excuse is that Qi Yu is determined not to listen to advice. He shuts down his loyalty, patriotism and conscience, and only wants to be good with Qi Yu, and he doesn't care about others.

As long as there is Qi Yu, as long as Qi Yu and him are of one mind.

That's why when the marriage of Gaoli started, he thought that what he feared was about to happen, he thought that he would lose Qi Yu, and finally he was so frightened that he passed out.

But when he could tremble with fear, he could cry with fear, it was Qi Yu who stood firmly in front, shielded from all winds and dangers, he laughed, he remained motionless, like a rock, like a river, like a mountain like an ocean .

It was Qi Yu who settled the matter.

Wen Yanzhi sniffed, and there was a heavy pain in his chest.

"Brother Wen..." Gong Zhiyuan looked at Wen Yanzhi's face and sobbed, "Why are you crying?" He wiped his tears with his sleeve in a panic, "Did I bring you?...You, you, you Don't cry, I won't cry, we won't cry..."

"Okay, stop crying." Wen Yanzhi forced a smile, "Zhitong must be waiting impatiently at your house, so don't make him worry."

When they arrived at Gong Zhiyuan's house, Fang Zhitong had already cooked the food, and set up a table scattered about. Unexpectedly, Wen Yanzhi was coming, and it was not enough to add a pair of bowls, chopsticks and rice.When Gong's mother heard that Wen Yanzhi was coming, she grabbed Wen Yanzhi's hand and patted him on the back, and asked him how Gong Zhiyuan's marriage was going. Did you get into trouble, but don't get into trouble.

Gong Zhiyuan endured his sore nose and helped the old lady to sit at the table, and while feeding the old lady with a bowl of vegetables, he said: "Mother, don't talk about how precious the son is, it's because the son is not good enough for the princess, and it has nothing to do with the princess. "

Gong's mother ate two mouthfuls with his hand, swallowed it, and sighed with eyes looking into the distance: "Son, it's my mother's wealth... that dragged you down, otherwise..."

"What nonsense are you talking about, mother." Gong Zhiyuan smiled at his mother, but his eyes immediately shed tears, "Without a mother, how can there be a son now. The princess looks like a celestial being, and my son sees that she is real, yes Okay, I'm at ease... Isn't it good that my son still lives with his mother and eats with his mother in the future?"

Gong's mother laughed so much that she raised her hand to hit him, but because she couldn't see, she slapped him empty: "The boy is so sweet, he is not married, what is he doing to guard his old lady... If you want to call Mr. Wen and Zhitong, you will die of laughter." you……"

Gong Zhiyuan wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve without any trace, then scooped up a spoonful of rice and fed it to his mother, "Are they laughing at me less? It's a married couple, let's see who laughs at that time."

Wen Yanzhi at the side scrambled to chew the rice, but swallowed it like chewing wax, Fang Zhitong set aside the bowl to fill him with soup, without saying a word.

Serving Gong's mother with a good meal, Gong Zhiyuan was not in the mood to eat at all, he just picked up some indiscriminately, and then helped his mother into the house to rest, made the bed, made the tent and fanned it meticulously. Seeing that there were many mosquitoes recently, he remembered Asked where the day laborer he hired when he was in Huainan kept the mosquito repellent incense, and why he couldn’t find it, Gong’s mother laughed and said how could she know if she couldn’t see it, Gong Zhiyuan hurriedly went out to buy again, and came back with the mosquito repellent incense soon , I also bought a buckwheat lumbar pillow for my mother and put it on the corner of the bed, saying that it can be used when my mother gets up and sits.

After a lot of tossing, Gong's mother was shocked all morning, and then fell asleep peacefully. When Gong Zhiyuan came out of the main house, Fang Zhitong had already led Wen Yanzhi to sit in the courtyard and guessed all the possible topics for the new subject. It feels like holding the Tribute Court of the Ministry of Rites firmly.

"Are you worried about Yiqiu?" Gong Zhiyuan sat on the bench next to the two of them, and handed Fang Zhitong a cattail fan, "It's getting hot, let's fan it."

Fang Zhitong took the cattail fan, he was not hot, so he fanned Wen Yanzhi twice casually: "Yiqiu has a good mind, but his knowledge is not solid, and he doesn't like to read chapters. I'm afraid Cai Shangshu will come up with a topic this year." It's hard to stop him, just hope he doesn't get it."

"Yes, as long as you are a fortune teller, you can avoid all the troubles for Yiqiu." Wen Yanzhi smiled and grabbed the fan in his hand and handed it away, "If you don't fan it, then give it to Brother Gong, I'm not hot." , Brother Gong is troubled."

Gong Zhiyuan wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead, took the fan and fanned it nonchalantly, and said absently: "Brother Wen, don't tell me, Zhitong also suffered from his age back then, and the number one scholar would not give it to someone." The sixteen-seven baby, otherwise why would it be so cheap? Then go to Cui Pu."

Wen Yanzhi was puzzled: "Cui Changcheng? He was the number one scholar in Honglu Temple...? Looking at his appearance, he doesn't look like that."

"Why doesn't it look like that?" Fang Zhitong put on a strict face, holding back a smile and imitating Wen Yanzhi's expression and glaring at him: "Don't all of you champions look like dumb stones?"

Wen Yanzhi suddenly became more serious, reached out and grabbed the fan from Gong Zhiyuan's hand, and threw it on his back.

Fang Zhitong prolonged his voice with a deep smile, "Yo, Third Young Master Wen lost his temper... Help me, why are you No. [-] scholar inquiring about flowers? Why do you look down on others? There is a No. [-] there, will you hit him or not?"

Wen Yanzhi said viciously: "If you don't hit me, I will hit you today."

Gong Zhiyuan was finally amused by the two of them with great difficulty, and the corners of his eyes were straightened when he smiled, his mood calmed down a bit.

But at this moment, the courtyard door was slammed, and the three of them looked at each other. Fang Zhitong, who was sitting closest to the door, got up and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, it was a young man in a lake-green robe and brocade robe, leading two servants in.

"This is..." Fang Zhitong vaguely guessed the identity of the visitor, and looked back at Gong Zhiyuan in surprise.

The cattail fan in Gong Zhiyuan's hand was frightened, and he stood up at a loss, "Elder-in-law, why are you here..." At this moment, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to cover up his dilapidated small courtyard, and wondered whether he should Serving tea and water first, I don’t know whether to go left or right for a moment, and my heart is so anxious that I quickly roll up.

Princess Shoushan's beautiful eyebrows clustered toward a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes looked around with anger, and finally her eyes fell on Gong Zhiyuan, she sighed bitterly, pushed Fang Zhitong away and stepped forward, opening her mouth to speak a long paragraph of Korean Throw it at Gong Zhiyuan.

Gong Zhiyuan quickly shook Wen Yanzhi like a sieve: "Brother Wen, what did the young master say, I, I, I... I don't understand! Help me!"

"...Me?" During Wen Yanzhi's early one and a half years of living in Wen's mansion, his father found a Korean man to force him to learn some Korean dialect, but he could only listen to it and speak it. Can be all right, at this time the situation is tense and the first few sentences have been missed, and Princess Shoushan is still talking, so he can only quickly turn around: "...the princess asked, why did you refuse the marriage? She came here with the...king of thousands of miles, and she has given up her...face as a woman? Goryeo state affairs...Brother Gong, this sentence is quite difficult, I don't understand...Princess, can you speak slowly? I am no better than my father. "

Princess Shoushan paused when she heard the words, stared at Wen Yanzhi with red eyes, then looked back at Gong Zhiyuan, her thin lips trembled slightly with anger, her fair face flushed, and the strong point between her eyebrows The color faded a bit, only puzzlement and grievance remained, with unshed tears in his eyes, he asked clearly word by word: "Gong, Zhi-Yuan, how can you refuse the marriage? Do you remember?" , four years ago...you told me, what?"

Gong Zhiyuan shook Wen Yanzhi's hand, almost crying again: "What did I say, princess?"

Princess Shoushan said angrily: "You said that you want to be a high official, wait for me, and marry you! You said, you want to treat me well for the rest of your life! No matter when and where, no matter who I am, I will find you. , don’t worry, don’t worry!” After she finished speaking, she pushed Gong Zhiyuan and shouted forcefully, “You lied to me! You liar!”

Gong Zhiyuan was pushed to the ground by her, and when Wen Yanzhi and Fang Zhitong rushed to help him up, the old voice of Gong's mother suddenly came from the main room behind, worried: "Son, who is here?"

The three of them turned around in shock and saw that it was Gong's mother who came out tremblingly in her outer robe, exploring in vain in front of her body with one hand, and looked into the courtyard with ethereal eyes: "Son, did you come from the palace?" Someone punished you? What trouble did you cause?"

"Mother, why did you come out..." Gong Zhiyuan jumped up from the ground and immediately supported his mother.

"Mother...?" Princess Shoushan stared blankly at Gong Zhiyuan supporting the blind old woman, and suddenly took a heavy step back in powerlessness, and closed her eyes tightly for a moment in pain, tears finally rolled away fall out.

She suddenly understood that everything she asked at this time was vain.

Gong Zhiyuan supported his mother and watched Princess Shoushan cry. His heart felt as if he was being scraped alive by an old blunt blade. The pain was unbearable, but his eyes were dry and he couldn't shed a single tear: "Princess, I, I didn't want to lie. I have passed you... I have not..."

It's all fate.

Princess Shoushan covered her mouth and nose with her hands, cried out in a low voice, turned her head and rushed out of the gate without saying a word.The two servants caught up in a panic. Fang Zhitong originally wanted to take a step or two to see the direction, but at this moment Gong Zhiyuan's legs softened and he knelt down on the ground, causing Wen Yanzhidu, who was supporting him, to stagger. .

Fang Zhitong hurriedly supported Gong's mother for Gong Zhiyuan, Wen Yanzhi worried and anxiously said: "Brother Gong, are you alright?"

If this goes on like this, people will go crazy.

Gong Zhiyuan's eyes were so dry that they ached, looking at the door where Princess Shoushan's figure disappeared, he almost wanted to tear his eyes apart.He raised his hands and grabbed the collar, and was supported by Wen Yanzhi, struggling to stand up, and said weakly: "...I'm fine, I'm fine..."

When Qi Yu came out of Wuying Pavilion, Mu Yun had already climbed into the sky.The reorganization of the government soldiers first saw the framework, Wen Xizhi followed Wen Jiuling and Qi Yu to go out, and a person came up from the hidden guard in a secluded place, and Qi Yu asked him where Wen Yanzhi was.

Wen Xizhi said first: "The emperor gave Yan Zhian a secret guard? When?"

"It's been a long time, and he knows it himself." Qi Yu glanced at him lightly, "Why, Second Brother Wen, why are you surprised? The first day you met me? Are you uneasy if it's you?"

Wen Xizhi was speechless, and when he glanced at his father, he was also surprised: "The emperor is afraid..."

"It's not dangerous right now, but..." Qi Yu looked at the sun setting in the corner of the palace in the sky quietly, and sighed leisurely, "When the sun is shining, the world and the world are warm, and at a glance, they are all good people and good deeds , but if the sun goes down, no matter how round the moon is, there will be no cold time... When the day and night change, monsters and demons will come out, the two adults should also be careful. "

"Your Majesty, have you decided?" Wen Xizhi asked slowly.

Qi Yu nodded, and said with a calm smile: "Huainan disaster relief is over, and the post of the virtuous king to resign and return to Beijing has been on my case for a long time, and today it comes to the boundary of Jingzhao, I think I will enter the palace tomorrow, resign from the palace and abdicate , it’s close to Chengge’s meeting.” He glanced at Wen Xizhi and smiled, “At that time, I’ll leave it to you to raise the imperial edict. Your thoughts are more delicate than silver needles. The same clan can't get anything good, so we have to keep a dark eye, so that if this game of chess is overwhelmed, it can be taken back into my hands."

Wen Xizhi nodded heavily, "I obey the order."

"Okay, it's done," Qi Yu shook his head and smiled, and nodded at the hidden guard who had been stopped until now, "Now can I know where your brother is, Governor Wen?"

A slight smile floated on Wen Xizhi's ice-white face, he nodded, and knelt down together with his father.

The secret guard licked his lips, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Mr. Wen, he is coming tonight...not going back to Wen's residence."

Qi Yu was shocked when he heard the words: "What? He is going to enter the palace? When? Where has he been?"

"..." The dark guard couldn't bear it, "Wen Yuanwai is at Mr. Gong's house tonight to accompany the narrative. After drinking, he wants to stay at Mr. Gong's house to sleep."

"..." Qi Yu suddenly turned into ashes, "I know, just step back."

——Tired, tired, with the front of the chest sticking to the back.

——I spend my time in the palace, and the idiot spends time and wine outside.

"Wait..." Qi Yu suddenly recalled the hidden guard who had retreated halfway, "Does Fang Zhitong live at Gong Zhiyuan's house?"

The dark guard nodded in confusion, and said with a smile: "That's right, he and Mr. Wen are trying to persuade Mr. Gong, the three of them are very good."

Qi Yu frowned: "...What does it mean?"

The dark guard scratched his head, "The three of them are drunk and plan to sleep together on Mr. Gong's bed. Their relationship is very good."

Qi Yu was like a thunderbolt: "...?!"

——Three people sleep in one bed?

——This means that the idiot will sleep with two men tonight?

——Good job, you ghost!

"Get out and prepare a car for me!" Qi Yu raised his foot and stepped on the dark guard's buttocks, calling back, "Zhou Fu! Get ready to change! I'm going out of the palace!"

The author has something to say:

Huang Sang: ...Oh my god, hot eyes, did I play a role in the next door to have a romance?

Rouge: (Blushing and belching) Qi Yu, I need a hug!

Huang Sang: ... (spreads hands) Romance is romance.