Lao Ye smacked his lips, and said worriedly: "Then...you can go, but you must be careful on the road. Although the world is relatively peaceful, the world is dangerous, and people's hearts are even more dangerous. On this road, don't take the path. Don't walk at night, when you encounter a neighbor in the wilderness, you must go with someone... "
Old Ye Xu chattered for a long time, Ye Xiaotian couldn't help laughing and said: "Father, I understand, don't worry. Although my son has never traveled far, you always don't think about it, where did your son come from? That's the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice!
Who are the people in that prison? Which one is not human? Since his son was three years old, he often went to guard the sky prison with his father, and three years ago he became a jailer for his father. After hanging out with these people for so long, how can he be a little bit good? "
Lao Ye was amused by him, and scolded with a smile: "Look at what you can, I have been guarding a cell all my life, why haven't I practiced any Taoism? But you are right, this person must have some ambition. I had ambitions at first, but unfortunately I never realized them in my life.”
Ye Xiaotian asked curiously: "What ambition did father have?"
Lao Ye smiled, and he looked a little embarrassed when he laughed: "Dad remembers, when it was still Lord Jiajing, once, Dad was eating candied haws on the street, and suddenly saw Emperor Jiajing going on a tour, the emperor's ceremonial guard, that is a majestic man …”
Ye Xiaotian couldn't help laughing and said: "Father wouldn't see such a scene, and immediately express emotion, saying 'a man should be like this'?"
Lao Ye also laughed, glared at his son and said: "Bullshit! Are you afraid of beheading if you say this? Besides, how can you have such great ambitions?"
He sighed, stroked his thigh, and said with a sigh of remembrance: "At that time, Dad was standing on the side of the road, watching the emperor's guard of honor pass by in a mighty way, eight tall white elephants, four majestic Lions, especially those two tigers.
Dad was very envious, so he thought, I can raise a tiger sometime, and it will be majestic when I go out. At that time, Dad was so stupefied thinking about tigers, so many years have passed, and Dad is already old, and this wish still hasn't come true..."
As soon as I said this, I heard a roar in the main room: "You are not finished, you have taught the lesson, why are you still angry and not eating? Your son has to coax you endlessly? You are not dead Yes, get out of here quickly, if you don’t want to eat, I won’t do it in the future!”
Lao Ye's face changed when he heard that, and he hurriedly replied: "Come on, come on, here it is."
Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but said: "Father, hasn't your wish come true?"
Lao Ye was startled for a moment, then understood his son's words, couldn't help but nodded his forehead, and scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy! Let your mother hear it, and see if she doesn't beat you!"
Ye Xiaotian opened the curtain and walked to the main room, and saw his eldest brother lingering outside the door, staring at his father, timidly daring not to enter the house, Ye Xiaotian immediately walked over, hugged his shoulders, and said affectionately: "Brother, come here , let's have dinner. After dinner, brother will accompany you to pick up your sister-in-law."
Old man Ye glared at his eldest son, but immediately received his wife's stare at him, Old Man Ye opened his mouth, finally said nothing, just grabbed a steamed bun resentfully, and bit it hard. Even if he is as majestic as a tiger, he is also afraid of the tigress.
The relationship between Xiaotian's sister-in-law and her husband is quite good, but she hates her husband for being too cowardly and honest. Now that Xiaotian has given up all the duties of the jailer to his brother, can she not come back? Because of that, he felt a little guilty towards his uncle, and felt a little embarrassed when he saw him.
Ye Xiaotian accompanied his elder brother and successfully brought his sister-in-law back from her natal home, and then discussed with her family about going abroad. Although Ye Dou was cruel to old man Ye, she loved her son very much. She was also a person who had never left Beijing, and she wiped away tears thinking about the suffering her son might suffer when he traveled far away.
Ye Xiaotian had no choice but to comfort his mother before discussing tomorrow's arrangements with his father and brother. Yang Lin had eaten the "decapitated meal" tonight, not because he was going to be executed tonight, but because he didn't have time to enjoy it slowly in the morning.
Early in the morning, he was going to be escorted to the prison cart and paraded through the streets with the other prisoners who had been executed in this period. It was almost noon when the old bullock cart took him to the execution ground. Therefore, Ye Xiaotian had to rush to the prison earlier in order to obtain Yang Lin's suicide note.
Early the next morning, the Ye family father and son left the house. The father and son each had their own division of labor, and Father Ye went to the county government inspector to apply for a guide for his son. In fact, during the Wanli period, the flow of people was not as strict as it was in the early Ming Dynasty, but with the guide, it was less troublesome to pass the customs and stay in the shop. The two brothers Ye Xiaotian and Ye Xiaoan went straight to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and they had to hand over their errands.
Early in the morning, there were not many pedestrians on the streets. Handymen carrying toilets, vegetable farmers who brought vegetables to the city, and sparse cars slowly walked on the streets of Beijing...
Ye Xiaotian can see this kind of scene every day, but today he looks at it very kindly, because he knows that it will be impossible to see all this again for a long time. In his heart, Huguang Road Jingzhou Mansion, that is really a world-like existence!
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In a cell in Xuanzi No. 1 Prison, Yang Lin was sitting in a corner with his knees hugged, staring blankly at the skylight above his head. The few small stones that he often used to deduce the book of changes and had been rubbed by his palms lay quietly at his feet.
Ye Xiaotian walked to the cell, looked at him quietly through the fence for a while, and then called out: "Master Yang!"
Hearing the call, Yang Lin slowly raised his head and looked at him with confused eyes, the focus of which did not fall on him at all. Ye Xiaotian frowned, and said softly: "Master Yang, I agree to that matter!"
Just this one sentence, like a withered grass suddenly absorbing enough rain, Yang Lin, who seemed to have withered his life, suddenly glowed with an indescribable spirit. He quickly rushed to the fence and asked excitedly: " You promise? Do you really promise?"
Ye Xiaotian nodded, put down a box in his hand, and said: "The paper, ink, brush and inkstone are all inside, please hurry up, my lord, after a while...someone will come to see you off."
This sentence seems to be a bit cruel, but now is not the time to be tactful, because the officials who sent Yang Lin on the road have already arrived, and they just waited outside for a while for Ye Xiaotian's sake. A cup of tea money.
Yang Lin nodded hurriedly, opened the box with trembling old hands, took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone into the cell, spread a piece of paper, picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, just staring at it, tears fell like rain.
Ye Xiaotian didn't urge him anymore, he wasn't hypocritical, but it would undoubtedly be too cruel to urge him at this time. Fortunately, Yang Lin also knew that time was running out, so he didn't delay too long, so he started to write quickly while weeping.
A letter was written almost like flowing water. Yang Lin carefully dried the suicide note smudged by tears, carefully folded it, turned around and came to the fence, and said to Ye Xiaotian: "The detailed address for sending the letter has been written. On the cover, the benefits promised to you are also written in it."
Ye Xiaotian nodded, put the letter in his bosom, lifted the box, and said to Yang Lin, "Farewell!"
"Wait!"
Yang Lin suddenly stretched out his hand again and grabbed Ye Xiaotian's wrist, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes.
Ye Xiaotian frowned and said, "What else can you order?"
Yang Lin suddenly bit his own finger, and used his blood to draw three bloodstains with strange crooked lines on Ye Xiaotian's wrist, muttering in his mouth a language that Ye Xiaotian could not understand at all.
Ye Xiaotian didn't struggle, he watched Yang Lin smear on his wrist in amazement, muttering something, and after he finished all this, he asked doubtfully: "It's just sending a letter, is it necessary to be so cautious, but I don't know what Yang Lin is doing. What kind of blessing secret technique is this adult displaying?"
Yang Lin let out a long breath, and a strange smile appeared on his thin cheeks: "Who said this is some kind of secret blessing technique? This is a curse and nightmare technique that I learned from southern Xinjiang. It uses blood as the medium and fate as the medium." , guided by the dying resentment, it can only be used once in a lifetime!"
Ye Xiaotian was even more surprised when he heard that, and said, "Curse Nightmare? I thought it was a talisman. You drew it on my wrist. Who are you trying to curse?"
Yang Lin rolled his eyes and said, "If it is painted on you, it will naturally curse you!"
This time Ye Xiaotian was really stunned. After a long while, Ye Xiaotian jumped up suddenly, and said angrily: "Curse me? I have no grievances or enmity with you, and I promised to help you deliver the letter all the way. How dare you curse me?" ?”
Yang Lin sneered and said, "Don't worry, as long as you keep your promise, this curse will never take effect. But if you make a mistake and fail to fulfill my will..."
Yang Lin's voice became gloomy: "Whether you mean it or not, as long as you don't do what you promised me, this curse will take effect immediately. From then on, you will be trapped for the rest of your life. !"
Yang Lin's voice was gloomy, and there was a very special and mysterious taste in this dimly lit and cold air prison, as if there was a cold air current that penetrated into people's hearts.
But Ye Xiaotian couldn't help laughing out with a "puchi": "Come on, my Master Yang, you still believe in such a mess when you are about to die. Didn't you say when you touched my bones before that my fate is extremely bad?" Hard, can you curse me?"
Yang Lin suddenly realized, slapped his forehead and said: "That's right! This old man almost forgot about it! I can't curse you, I can't curse you, um... Then I will change my curse, and I will curse you. Whoever you follow will be unlucky!"
Ye Xiaotian asked strangely: "Other people are unlucky, so it's none of my business?"
Yang Lin sneered: "No matter what line of work you do, you must worship your seniors and find a backer, right? If you are studying, your teacher will be unlucky. If you are in business, your backer will be unlucky. If you want to be an official, your backer will be unlucky." Whoever you follow will be unlucky, so how can you not be unlucky?"
Ye Xiaotian was speechless, and it took him a while to sincerely say to Yang Lin: "Master Yang!"
"Um?"
"Although you and I are neither relatives nor relatives, and we have no friendship, you came in three years ago, and I also came in three years ago. We have been under the same roof for so long. Now that you are going to be stabbed, I feel very happy. uncomfortable."
Yang Lin was moved and said: "It's been a long time to see people's hearts. After three years in prison, my old friends have disappeared, and my relatives have disappeared. When I leave, I can still miss you. This old man is a little comforted."
Ye Xiaotian gently held his hand, and said affectionately: "But now I really hope that last year today is the memorial day for you old bastard..."