When Master Fang came, Fu Ming stood up and greeted him with his sick body. The two were both mentors and apprentices, as well as relatives and friends. It had been a long time since Fu Ming did not want to be neglected. Master Fang made an appointment to see his haggard and pale face. After being surprised, he pushed him back to the bed. After looking around and asking him, he frowned and asked him, "Where do you remember the things I taught you in the past? How did you make yourself look like this? ?"
This look? It seems that Jin Yi also questioned him like this, and Fu Ming asked: "I haven't taken a self-portrait in a mirror for a long time. I look so unbearable?"
Fang Shiyue glared at him, "You don't know yourself? If you don't know, why don't you bring me here!"
Fu Ming smiled slightly and said, "I'm looking for you, of course, I'm asking you to rejuvenate me and save me from this unbearable description."
Fang Shiyue was still annoyed, "A wonderful hand rejuvenates? It's really that time, let alone me, even if Hua Tuo is reborn, there will be no return to spring!"
Fu Ming shook his head, "Hua Tuo is a man many years ago. After more than a thousand years, the doctors' medical skills must improve a little, right? You might be able to save the people that Hua Tuo can't save again!"
Fang Shiyue was angrily laughed at by Fu Ming, "You still have time to laugh. I don't think you are terminally ill. Tell yourself, how did you get this disease? How long have you been delaying it, what medicines have you taken, and why is it not working?"
Fu Ming withdrew the smile on his face, answered seriously, and told him all the details of his illness at first. After listening to Fang Shi's appointment, he couldn't help reaching out and patted his arm. With a little force, Fu Ming felt a little pain, but he didn't dare to hum.
"That's it." Fang Shi sighed after making an appointment, "I've been relatively idle lately. I'll just stay with you for a while. Before New Year's Eve, you must get well for me and help Sun Zangyong write the Spring Festival couplets!"
"I listen to you." Fu Ming smiled and lay down.
Fang Shiyue picked up the pen to write the prescription, and only wrote one medicine, and then asked: "Jin Mansion - you don't plan to go back?"
After waiting for a while, I heard Fu Ming reply, "That's not where I live."
Fang Shiyue said "uh", but said nothing.
A few days later, although Fu Ming's condition has not improved, it has stabilized. Perhaps it is because of the presence of Dr. Fang, Lu Fei and Xian Lan have the backbone, and they are no longer sad, and they can still laugh every day. Although Zhuangzishang's life is far inferior to that of Jin's residence, as long as they follow Fu Ming, as long as Fu Ming is well, they will no longer ask for too much.
On this day, Qian Lan came back from outside after washing her clothes, and met three people on the path outside the courtyard.
The man at the head saw Qianlan, came up and greeted with a smile, "Sister Xilan."
"How do you know who I am? What are you doing here?"
"We are all from the Jin residence. Sister Qianlan used to be in the inner courtyard, so it's not surprising that she doesn't recognize us."
"Jin Mansion? Then what are you doing here?"
"Master asked me to return some things to Master Fu." The man pointed to a box carried by the two behind him.
The box was carried into the house. After Qian Lan explained the situation to Fu Ming, the man opened the box. There were indeed some old things of Fu Ming and some silver coins.
Fu Ming glanced at these things, and his tone was flat: "Let's put it down. You can go back for business."
After the people left, Lu Fei felt that although Fu Ming looked the same as usual, he seemed to be very sad. He remained silent, staring at the Xiaoshu Winter Village outside the window.
He is the one who wants to break up the relationship with Jin Yi, but when the other party also settles the account like this, and it seems that they will never owe each other again, Fu Ming feels that his body and mind are cold and unbearable. But isn't this the end it should be? Who can blame? How can there be resentment
Several servants who had won the trust of their masters returned to the Jin Mansion after delivering the things. When Jin Yi heard that Fu Ming just took the things and didn't say much, his face sank again.
Because he was going to go out and enter the palace, Bai Lu came up to change his clothes. Seeing that he was so unhesitating, the maid, who had always been considerate, could only keep silent.
When Jin Yi left the house, he saw a man in his early 40s who was sent away.
Seeing him approaching, the servant took the initiative to explain: "That person is here to look for Young Master Ming. I heard that the accent is from a foreigner, and I heard that he is from Jiangnan.
Seeing that the man had gone far, Jin Yi nodded slightly and left the house without saying a word.
For some unknown reason, the emperor today seems to have a sudden impulse to entertain the descendants of several founding heroes. At the banquet, the old emperor said a lot of words about the past and the present. Although they were touching, there was a lesson from Jin Yi that he was arrested when he was arrested, and no one would take it to heart. It's just that their faces were very moving, and they each swore that they would be loyal to the royal family, serve the court, and die. The old emperor smiled so brightly that his face turned red.
After the banquet, the emperor left Jin Yi alone.
"Long borrow, you grew up watching you, I will never believe that you have any intentions of being disobedient. A few days ago, I had no choice but to wrong you, so don't blame me. I didn't want to embarrass you so much, just walk away. Now, you are still the general of the imperial court, the pillar that we rely heavily on."
Jin Yi didn't dare to take it, so he salutes and pleads guilty.
The emperor dismissed the matter and asked Mrs. Jin how well she was. He heard that the girl from the Jin family had promised her, and that Lingzi had started reading and literacy this year, with a caring tone to his ministers.
After saying this, the emperor said casually: "I heard that your husband and wife want to divorce you?"
Jin Yi knew that the emperor should have heard about this and acquiesced, so after hearing him ask such a question, he could calmly reply: "Go back to your majesty, yes."
The emperor laughed inexplicably, "You are the one who asked me to get married, so I can't say that you will leave. I heard this news a few days ago, and it was very unbelievable. But there are actually many people who are helping me talk in my ear, It seems that if I don't agree, it is unreasonable, and it is difficult to be strong. These people are both tough and soft, but I feel that it is not Fu Ming who wants to leave, but a group of people who are forcing me to let you leave."
When Jin Yi heard this, he was amazed, but his face was still calm, "I am stupid, I don't know what Your Majesty is saying?"
The emperor took a long letter from the case and handed it to him.
After Jin Yi took it, he saw Fu Ming's handwriting on it. When he looked at the content carefully, he was more and more shocked. At the end, when Fu Ming showed the emperor his determination to advance and retreat together with his husband, Jin Yi felt both pain and joy in his heart, and his eyes were hot. Nasal pantothenic acid.
"Have you read it?" the emperor asked, "Do you think, judging from this letter, that Fu Ming wants to make peace with you?"
"Thank you Your Majesty for telling me this." Jin Yidao asked boldly, "But I don't know why Your Majesty acquiesced to that paper and Lishu?"
"Leaving or not leaving is a matter between you and him. Although it was me who pointed out the marriage for you at the beginning, I am not Yue Lao, and the marriage letter is not the red line between you. The red line can still be broken, and the marriage letter will become harmonious. What's wrong with leaving the book?"
These remarks are high-sounding, but Jin Yi is clear that the harmony and division between him and Fu Ming now seems to be the result of competition between many people and different forces.
But the emperor smiled and said: "If you don't want to leave, I am even more happy to see it happen. A few days ago, I wronged you. This is a little compensation from me. How to do it is up to you."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" This sentence at this time was Jin Yi's most sincere thanks after entering the palace today.
After coming out of the palace, Jin Yi went directly back to Jin's house, took the paper he had not signed and signed, and left for the suburbs of Beijing. In the gust of wind, the contents of the long paper letter kept appearing in front of him, making him want to hug Fu Ming fiercely and ask him why.
By then, it was Asr, and Fu Ming had eaten and was about to drink medicine.
Seeing Jin Yi, the medicine he just took almost choked up his throat, and he finally managed to get his breath out. Fang Yu asked the other party why he came here, and saw a piece of paper and Li Shu handed in front of him.
When the words came to his mouth, he changed his words: "Have you signed and signed it?"
Jin Yique said, "No. I gave it to you so that you could tear it up with your own hands."
Fu Ming paused, "I don't understand what you mean."
"Isn't it you who made a petition with Your Majesty and said that you would like to live and die with me?"
"Have Your Majesty read that letter to you?" Fu Ming asked in shock.
Jin Yi smiled lightly, "Now, what else do you have to say?" The questioning tone was full of affection.
When Fu Ming heard it, he wanted to say, I have nothing to say, that's what I thought. You are born and I am alive, and when you die, I will take on the unfulfilled responsibilities for you, and I will live for you, but my heart is also you die. But he was silent for a moment, but he said: "In the past, Li Lingbo's expressive expression, although the words were touching, was also a refusal to resign, seven points true, three points false. My letter is half true and half true. Fake."
"Which is true and which is false?"
"I wrote it for so long, I don't remember it anymore."
"Young Master Fu has been extraordinary since he was a child. Others believe this, but I don't."
Fu Ming sighed, but his tone softened, "Master, would you like to hear me tell me some old stories?"
Jin Yi didn't know why he suddenly changed the subject, but the "Master" still made him lose his temper. He nodded and replied, "You say it."
"Master should know some of my family's past. They all said that my father was a child adopted by my grandfather. Because my grandfather had no children, and no clan adopted, he adopted an orphan from the Kindergarten Bureau."
"Yes, I have heard of it."
"That's not the case."
Jin Yi's eyes showed surprise and questioning. Fu Ming continued: "My grandfather was a concubine, and he was hated by his mother, but he loved each other with the cook hired by his mother. When the mother found out, she tried to deceive the cook as a slave and gave her to everyone in the house. Disdainful little servant. Grandfather left Fu's house with the cook in a rage. A year later, the cook was pregnant, and grandfather was found by the family and forcibly brought back. The pregnant cook had to be taken care of by kindhearted people. Entered the Salesian Bureau. The good-hearted person had friendship with the person in charge of the Salesian Bureau at that time, and would occasionally visit the Salesian Bureau. The cook was taken care of by him, and lived well in the Salesian Bureau, and it lasted for many years. Until Later, when my grandfather was finally able to stand at home, he tried every means to take the cook and his son back. That cook is my grandmother." At this point, Fu Ming asked Jin Yi, "Master, do you know that, Who is that kind person?"
Jin Yi said, "I don't know."
Fu Ming said with a smile: "That kind person was the master of the Jin family at that time, your grandfather. The Jin family has a lot of kindness to my grandfather, grandmother and my father. When the nurse told me this, I made up my mind in my heart. If you have the opportunity, you must repay this kindness.”
Jin Yi frowned and asked, "What do you mean, everything you do is to repay your kindness?"
"Exactly."
"Then why give up halfway?"
Fu Ming smiled and said, "I think, although I haven't made a grass title ring, but these years, plus this time, can barely be regarded as paying off. I am a man, how can I be willing to stay in the backyard all the time? This is the only chance. Once, I didn't want to give up, so I hoped that the Lord would let me go. From now on, I can live my own life."
How strong the hope was, how heavy the disappointment was, until now, Jin Yi finally had to believe that Fu Ming was resolutely going to leave Jin's house and himself.
Laughing in pain, after a seemingly long and short silence, he said, "Bring a pen."
Fu Ming personally researched the ink, one at a time, perhaps because it was related to the freedom he wanted and his future life, so his movements were extremely slow and meticulous. He researched the ink and dipped the pen. to Jin Yi.
Jin Yi took over the light but powerful pen, wrote his name on the paper that was about to be torn apart, and then dipped it in the red cinnabar, and pressed his handprint heavily.
An inch of paper is like a river and lake. From now on, they no longer stick to each other, but part ways and go their separate ways.
Jin Yi swung his whip and flew away in the dark twilight. Fu Ming was leaning against the courtyard door, holding the paper and the book in his hands, looking at the darkening sky, and muttered in a low voice:
The belt is ruthless and wide, and the spring smoke is white from the frost of Biqiu. I don't know what Yan Dan beats Shi Tian, and I would like to get Tian prison to lock the injustice.
It was only two or three years that they had known each other and fell in love. He was not afraid to cut down on his clothes, but there was nowhere to express his feelings. The world was vast, and although it accommodated his body and mind, it was more like an ice-cold prison cell. , unwillingly but voluntarily.