This night, Ji Changye woke up from the beautiful dream again. The boy's flushed face and teardrop-filled eyes vaguely appeared. Even if he didn't close his eyes, he seemed to be close at hand. He reached out and touched the quilt, still Full of smooth hands. This situation has been going on for three months from the day of the drunk accident to now.
In three months, he has become the master of the Ming Dynasty, fulfilling the promise he made to his mother when he was a child, living a good life and living a better life than anyone else. However, when Ji Zhengzheng died, he didn't feel any pleasure, and even when he put on the dragon robe and sat on the throne, and looked down at the ministers and the people from top to bottom, there was no wave in his heart.
On the day he took the imperial chariot from the palace to the holy mountain to worship the heaven, he looked out through the bead curtain and carefully identified every face in the crowd. He had thought that Shu would follow him silently, but he didn't. He looked and looked, looked and looked, but still nothing.
At such a momentous, arguably the most glorious moment in his life, the only person he wanted to share with him didn't show up, and he felt deeply disappointed by the realization. He began to reflect on himself, began to speculate about Yu Shu's mood, and began to worry about gains and losses. Now, the last layer of window paper has been pierced, and he is reluctant to push Youshu out, but he is even more reluctant to let Youshu follow him like a prostitute.
His original intention remained the same. He wanted Youshu to live an upright and upright life, with a worry-free life and prosperity and honor, so on the first day after he ascended the throne, he promulgated the decree of Jiakai Enke. He donated his fame to Youshu, and he thought that he would be the No. 1 in high school after three months. He wanted to meet him very much, but he was afraid that he could not suppress the flame in his heart. This flame was extremely dangerous. Once ignited, it would surely burn them to ashes.
It is said that there is something to think about every day, and something to dream about at night. In the dream, he hugged Youshu, wished he could die on him, kissed him with the crazy energy of "there is no tomorrow after today", and every time he woke up, the violent feeling that remained in his heart could still make his expression drastically change. He knew that it was precisely because he suppressed the desire in his heart too hard that the dream would become more and more exciting.
Therefore, he yearns for Shu, but is afraid of Shu, because once he starts to indulge himself, only death can strip Shu Shu from his arms. However, now he is no longer qualified to embrace You Shu, because he is the Emperor Zongsheng and the ruler of the Ming Dynasty. He can't lose his mind for a person like Ji Zhengze.
You can't hug and kiss, you can always look at it from a distance. He has arranged everything for Youshu, first let him take the top spot in the imperial examinations; then he will be sent out to find a real job; after three or five years, his turbulent emotional tide has probably subsided, and then he will be transferred to Youshu again. Shu was transferred to the Imperial Academy and entered the cabinet step by step. At that time, he will be able to see him every day, and occasionally chat with him about the past and eat together.
Youshu is very sensible and strong. He will understand his helplessness and will slowly withdraw from this wrong relationship. When they grow old, their children and grandchildren will wrap around their knees, but they still have each other, which can be regarded as a beautiful talk. Ji Changye leaned on the soft pillow and imagined the future. This future looked very good, and it would benefit them without any harm, but for some reason, his heart seemed to be empty, a little cold, a little bitter, and a lot of loss. .
After that, Ji Changye couldn't fall asleep again, sitting alone in the huge palace, slowly flipping through the copybooks Youshu wrote in her childhood. The dark sky was white with fish belly, and his gloomy mood gradually improved. Seeing that the time of the court was approaching, he ordered the palace servants to change his clothes.
Today, another minister petitioned the emperor to stand, but Ji Changye stopped him with the excuse of "paying attention to filial piety and discussing it after three years". Immediately afterwards, they retreated and asked the emperor to choose the best daughter, fill the harem, and not get married. There were a few people around to serve, but Ji Changye rejected it again. He couldn't imagine that there was someone other than Youshu lying beside him, especially a woman, which would make him inevitably think of the dead Lan Fei.
Except for Shu, he resented everyone's deliberate seduction and approach, and he even killed several palace maids for it.
"The palace is already full of demonic energy, and when you enter a beautiful girl, the yin energy will become more and more strong. Are all the loving ministers thinking about me, or do they think that I have lived too long?" Ji Changye's tone was cold and severe.
All the ministers in the hall remembered the haunting incident, and their hearts were shocked. Now the monks of Zhenguo Temple are reciting scriptures in the forbidden palace every day. I heard that it takes three to five years to completely drive away the demonic energy. It's okay to kill a few poor people, if there are a few more unjust ghosts...
The next scene was too terrifying, and the courtiers dared not think about it, so they no longer actively mentioned the matter of Na Fei's establishment. Anyway, when the emperor is old, he will be anxious himself, so it is better to let it go.
After solving a big problem, Ji Changye said urgently, "Can the list of the palace exams be sorted out?"
The emperor has been asking questions for three days in a row. If he doesn't sort out his position, he is afraid that he will be replaced. The Minister of Rites hastily presented the list, focusing on the top names.
When Ji Changye got the list, he just looked forward. The top three didn't have any taboos, so he had to turn it back. After flipping through the whole stack of rice paper, the two words he expected could not be found. The courtiers saw that the emperor was rummaging through the list, and they counted seven or eight times without hesitation. Their expressions became more and more gloomy, and their eyes became more and more cold.
The Minister of Rites frequently wiped his sweat and asked in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, but what's wrong with the list? Wei Chen also keeps all the examination papers of the scholars, so I will present them to you for your review. Today's scholars are very talented, and there is no Fraud happened."
Why is Ji Changye patiently looking at other people's exam papers? He thought last night that he might be able to take a look at You Shu from a distance in the palace exam, but today he learned that he didn't come to take the exam at all, how could he not panic? He wanted to know what Yu Shu was thinking.
The day of offering sacrifices does not come, nor does the day of the imperial examination come, does he plan to see me in this lifetime? As soon as this thought appeared, it was like a thunderbolt that struck Ji Changye's heart. Yes, he only thought about what to do to make Youshu live a better life, but he never tried to figure it out from Youshu's point of view. You Shu is so attached to herself, she has said several times that it is the happiest to be with herself all the time.
At that time, he thought it was a child's word, and he would figure it out when the teenager grew up. But he forgot that Youshu was such a stubborn, stubborn, pure and simple person. Every word he said came from the bottom of his heart and never changed his original intention. At the same time, he was decisive, strong and independent. Realizing that he is a superfluous existence, he will not wag his tail and beg for pity, nor will he be entangled in every possible way, but silently walk away.
Ji Changye was holding the list in his hand, but his eyes were lost. He finally realized that Shu woke up alone in bed that day, was hurriedly sent away from the mansion by himself, and then disappeared for several months, what message he received.
He was so smart, how could he not have thought that he was being alienated and exiled, and what was worse, such alienation and exile happened after the two went to bed. There is no doubt that the damage this will do to him will be multiplied.
Did he cry secretly; did he try to find himself; did he… did he hold a grudge? Thinking of this, Ji Changye swayed, not daring to think about it any longer. If you don't find Youshu as soon as possible, any children and grandchildren around the knees, the ruler and the minister will get along, and they will all die together.
He must have a good talk with Youshu and tell him that he will never exile him. He can stay by his side all his life, even if he sees it a hundred times, a thousand times, and ten thousand times, he will never get tired of watching it.
There is Shu, there is Shu, there is Shu! Apart from these two words in his head, Ji Changye could no longer think about anything else. He suddenly put down the list and said with his forehead, "I suddenly feel unwell. Today's court meeting is here, let's go." The words fell and the courtier left in a hurry.
When he got to the apse and changed into his regular clothes, he hurried to Youshu's house with several guards, but was told by Song that Youshu had left the capital for more than three months.
"He left? Zhen, I left before I ascended the throne?" Ji Changye repeatedly asked this sentence, and after getting a positive answer, his heart gradually cooled.
No wonder he didn't come to see himself offering sacrifices to heaven, no wonder he didn't go to the imperial examinations. He had already left, alone, without a word. What did he think when he walked out of the city gate? Traveling around, clearing your mind, or never planning to return? Ji Changye thought uncontrollably, suddenly felt dizzy, and suddenly felt heart throbbing, standing in the same place with cold hands and feet, not knowing what to do.
After the most painful and tangled quarter of an hour, he finally regained his sanity. He turned to look at Ah Da, who was already the commander of the Imperial Army, and asked sharply, "I asked you to send secret guards to protect You Shu, why did he leave the capital? But there is no way to know? Where is he now? You immediately send someone to find him, and say I was wrong and I want to see him."
Ah Da's face was pale, and he bowed his head and cupped his hands, "Report to the emperor, the person who protected Shu was thrown away as soon as he left the city gate. Now, his subordinates don't know where he went."
"Twenty years of hard work, but I can't even keep up with a young man who has no strength to hold a chicken. What do I want you to do? Find it! Go and get him back immediately! I only give you half a month." Ji Changye was always gentle At this moment, his face was a little distorted, and his voice was too rough, showing how anxious he was.
Although Ah Da was reluctant in his heart, he did not dare to disobey him, so he had to send someone to look for him.
Ji Changye's time is not half a month, not half a year, but a full ten years. Ten years, no matter how deep the memory, it is reasonable to say that it has faded, but it is not. The passage of time is like a rushing river, washing away those unimportant people or things, but polishing the gems hidden in the gravel even more dazzling. There is no doubt that Youshu is Ji Changye's gem. Every day, his frowns and smiles are more deeply rooted in his heart, until they are engraved in his mind.
Dependence on each other at the end of the day, indifference when rich and noble, perseverance when suffering, eagerness and devotion when hugging, every memory was repeatedly brought out by Ji Changye for review, so the regret became deeper and deeper every day. Whenever there is news from somewhere that he has seen someone similar to Youshu, he will rush there as soon as possible, and then return again and again.
Gradually, many people began to know that his weakness was a young man named Youshu. Those who want to be promoted to the nobility will find it secretly, or offer a few substitutes, without exception, they will make him thunder and anger. And some people with ulterior motives used this news to lure him into the killing game.
This time, the barbarians of the Western Border released news that they had captured Youshu and asked Emperor Zongsheng to take the three cities to exchange. With Ji Zhengze as a lesson from the past, Ji Changye will naturally not abandon the people for his personal desires. However, he rejected the proposal to replace the three cities, but went to crusade the barbarians in person, and was confused by the young man who looked like Shu, and was almost shot to death on the spot.
Afterwards, he not only did not bandage the deep wound with visible bone, but instead rushed into the blood-filled battlefield like a madman. He found the young man among the thousands of corpses. First, he was shaking and weeping. Chop it into minced meat.
If Ada hadn't knocked him unconscious in time, he might have been blocked by this.
This victory was extremely tragic. The ruler of the Ming Dynasty almost died on the border. Moreover, this year, he was still unmarried and had no children under his knees. One can imagine what kind of landslides and tsunamis the Ming Dynasty would experience if he went. Da hardly dared to think about the terrible consequences. He knelt beside the couch, looked at the weak master, and finally made up his mind to tell the truth.
Ji Changye never expected to hear such an absurd story when he woke up. After being silent for a long time, he slowly stood up and asked, "So, on the day when Shu comes to me, you will drive him away on your own initiative, just because he can control ghosts?"
"Yes. The matter of ghosts and gods is too unpredictable..." Ah Da was about to defend himself, when he saw the master kicked the short table beside the couch, and then raised the steel knife and slashed fiercely, with an unprecedented expression on his face. See the hideous expression.
He didn't dare to dodge, so he was stabbed abruptly, his shoulder was almost cut off, if A'er heard the news and rushed in to persuade him, he might have died. Blood splashed everywhere in the tent, and it was a mess. Fortunately, Ji Changye still had the last trace of reason, knowing that killing the hero in front of the soldiers would chill everyone's heart, so he stopped in time.
However, even so, Ah Da went to Half-Life. Ji Changye threw away the steel knife and sat on the ground in a slump. The wound that had just been bandaged began to ooze a lot again, dripping down, but he didn't feel the pain, so he slowly covered his eyes and wept silently.
It turned out that his throne was exchanged by You Shu with half of his blood; it turned out that he suffered all kinds of humiliation on the day he left; it turned out that he thought he was afraid of his ability, so he chose to leave forever... His attachment and affection for himself, probably Has it been wiped away in repeated injuries? So even if he posted the emperor list to every corner of the Ming Dynasty, he avoided it.
Thinking of this, Ji Changye trembled suddenly. A's brain is inactive and can't see the problem, but he is different. From A Da's simple description, he has already realized that Shu's ability is not as miraculous as he has shown, on the contrary, it is extremely dangerous. Because his flesh and blood have an inexplicable attraction to ghosts, but the protective power on his body will slowly lose over time. In other words, if Shu goes alone, he will face great danger sooner or later.
No matter how much he hates me, he will send a letter back when he sees the emperor list, and he will not leave the Song family unattended. Could it be because, because... Ji Changye didn't dare to think deeply, wiped away her tears, and shouted, "Come here, bandage my wound, I'm going to Wusi Zang! I'll set off immediately! !"
After a long journey of four or five months, the group finally arrived at Uzang. Ji Changye is not yet forty this year, but his temples are already gray and his face is old. He did three kneels and nine kowtows before impressing the living Buddha, so that he opened the altar to search for the souls of the dead.
"Is there a personal thing for the person you are looking for?" The Living Buddha drew a magic circle on the ground with cinnabar and gold powder.
Ji Changye hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a bundle of hair from his purse with great reluctance. This was cut by You Shu when he was six years old, and it has been kept by him until now.
"Very good." The Living Buddha was very satisfied with this thing, took it with a handful of his hands to make it burn, then sprinkled the powder into the magic circle, and said slowly, "If the candle in the circle turns blue, it means that this person's soul has come. , you can talk to him. If the candle is still dim, it means that this person is not dead, and you can continue to look for him in the Yang World."
Ji Changye nodded slightly, because he was too nervous, he was completely speechless.
The candles were arranged in an orderly manner, swaying left and right under the blowing gusts of overcast wind. After a few breaths, the color did not change, and after a few breaths, the color did not change. The living Buddha stopped reciting the scriptures and waved his hand, "Go back, this person is not dead."
Ji Changye thanked the Living Buddha with tears in his eyes. He fainted as soon as he stood up, and Geyin's thoughts of supporting him to go into Tibet even though he was seriously injured finally collapsed. Fortunately, there is still a last ray of hope, otherwise he may not be able to get back to the capital again. Even so, his body also declined rapidly. While dealing with the affairs of the state with all his strength, he looked for people day and night, as if he was wasting his life.
Seeing that the emperor had just reached the age of no confusion, his head was covered with blue silk, and his body was too thin to look like. He issued an imperial decree, saying that he would select a few children from the clan for adoption.
Naturally, the clan could not ask for it, and each selected young children of the right age to be sent to the palace, which blocked the criticism of the courtiers.
This year, the palace that had been silent for a long time finally gained some popularity. Ji Changye ordered people to bring more than a dozen children to him and take a look at them one by one. One of the children was very cute and daring. Not only did he dare to look at him, but he also laughed foolishly. This smile revealed two small dimples on his cheeks, causing Ji Changye's cloudy eyes to light up.
He called the child to him, poked his soft little dimple, and revealed a long-lost smile. From this day on, he took the children by his side to teach them personally, while the rest lived in the side hall, and went to check their homework every ten days.
The child is only five or six years old this year, and his temperament is unstable. After being spoiled for a few months, his true shape is revealed, and all kinds of arrogant small problems occur one by one. The palace staff thought that the strict emperor would be unbearable, but he didn't care about it, and even loved the child even more.
The courtiers all know that the emperor seems to be easy-going, but in fact it is the most difficult to please. It is extremely difficult to get him to take a look, and to make him wantonly spoiled, it is like the sun is coming out of the west. When everyone thought that this child was the emperor's heart and soul and had the most hope of becoming a great treasure in the future, the child unexpectedly fell out of favor, and no one knew the reason.
On this day, the child was sent back to the mansion and cried extremely sadly when he got off the carriage. He knew that he had lost the most important opportunity of his life and that he would be ridiculed in the future. His father, king and mother-in-law were waiting in the hall with livid faces. After sending the servants away, they pulled him to his side and asked the reason.
The child did not know what to do, so he recounted the scene of that day, "The emperor asked his son to accompany him to dinner, but the son did not dare to eat it first, so he prepared the dishes for the emperor before going to serve the bowl. As soon as he pulled out the dishes, he changed his face and asked his son if he was a picky eater. The son did not dare to bully you, so he answered yes, and was sent back."
The prince and the princess did not believe these remarks, and asked, "Impossible, how could they be sent back like this? Think again, what else did the emperor say?"
The child pondered for a moment, and then said, "Before sending his son away, the emperor said, 'It's not like, it's not like, after all, no one is like it'."
The prince was stunned, and after a long time he let out a long sigh. The emperor is stuck in the past and can't get out!
Twenty days later, another child was sent out of the palace, but he was the direct son of Prince Su, known as a child prodigy. No matter what, Prince Su did not want to believe that his child would be eliminated. You must know that this child is the most eye-catching since he was a child. He has learned to cover up his emotions at the age of two or three. He never says a word or takes a step, and thinks about everything. Think again before taking action.
The old prince also often praised this son for being extraordinary, a person who was thorough and perfect. He was sent away in less than two months, it shouldn't be!
The child was also very aggrieved and cupped his hands, "I don't know who brought a small Jingba. Everyone looked cute, and they all gathered around to play with it. Only the son sat obediently in his place and endorsed it. At this time, the emperor came to check. When I was doing my homework, I asked my son, 'Do you want to play?', the son answered if he didn't, and he asked whether Jingba was cute, and the son answered it was okay, so he ordered someone to send him back."
Prince Su's head was full of doubts. From the description, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his son. On the contrary, he was extremely well-behaved. How did the emperor choose people? Simply incomprehensible!
The child thought for a while, and added, "When sending his son out of the palace, the emperor had a parting message. He said that if you want something, you have to fight, don't be duplicitous and deceive, otherwise it will be too late to regret it in the future."
Only then did Prince Su pat his forehead and realize that it was because his son's personality was too mediocre. It is also true that emperors like the emperor who have created lofty and great careers must prefer the heirs with sharp temperaments. The emperor is really the emperor, unpredictable!
In fact, things are not as complicated as Prince Su thought. Because Shu hates wasting food, Ji Changye is also very disgusted by it, and because of his introverted personality, he will never lose his love, so he can't see others being indecisive. The pain of love and separation is the most painful in this life. When he sees those who are similar, he will only resent himself even more. Out of sight is pure, so he sent away the children who touched his heartbroken one by one.
In the blink of an eye, it was another year. On this day, Ji Changye was so ill that he couldn't get up at all. A group of princes knelt beside the couch and wept silently. After examining the pulse, the imperial physician shook his head, indicating that he could do nothing.
Ah Da has been dismissed, and only Ah Er stood at the door with a sad expression on his face. Seeing the master beckoning to him, he hurriedly walked over and choked, "What's the emperor's order?"
Unsurprisingly, the emperor still asked the words that must be asked every day, "Go to the gate of the city to see if Shu has returned."
A portrait of Shu has been posted at the gate of the city. Once he returns to Beijing, the guards at the gate can recognize him and report it to the palace immediately. I haven't gotten any news yet, and I don't think so. Ah Er did not dare to speak directly, and left with red eyes.
Ji Changye was out of breath, but still clenched his fists for support. After a quarter of an hour, Ah Er turned around and shook his head, before he tried his best to shout "You Shu", his hands and feet slowly became cold. Seeing that his eyes hadn't been closed for a long time, the princes didn't know that he was dead. They didn't realize that something was wrong until the palace maids came to feed the medicine, and they became a mess in an instant.
The sage emperor who can't close his eyes when he is dead, who ravaged Kyushu and wiped out the seven kingdoms, is actually dead and can't close his eyes...