Hypocrites

Chapter 31

Cui Ji left.There would be no lights in an empty room, let alone lights in the walls. Sitting in the dark night, Shen Yu saw an unfathomable nothingness in front of him.There is no sound in my ears, everyone in Furong Lane is in danger, silent like a cicada, it is midsummer, and a good bird is like death.

Sometimes he felt that the walls on both sides were falling down, making him breathless, and sometimes he felt that he was in a boundless boundary, with nothing to rely on in front of him or behind him.

Sometimes he couldn't tell whether he was in a nightmare or suffering wakingly.Cui Ji came very rarely, so no one could see him going to an empty room every day, and the external situation might become severe.Several times, Shen Yu heard sergeants walking and lecturing outside the wall, and one time he even entered Cui Xian's room, and was caught up by Cui Ji to reprimand him for being rude.

Probably because Shen Yu would never be caught, Shan Guan was also anxious.Furong Lane has been turned inside out several times.In the evening, Cui Ji secretly came to tell him that Shan Guan has been hunting down Shen's disciples, and recently he has trouble with Ma's school, suspecting that Cui Xie's family has hidden Shen's and Ma's disciples.

"He can't trust me and Xie Lan," Cui Ji sneered, "He also knows that we don't bother to be with him, and there is a clear distinction between a gentleman and a villain."

However, Shen Yu had a premonition in his heart. Sure enough, within two days, he heard shouts from the front yard across the wall——

"Master Cui hasn't come back yet? Hey, is this house empty?"

Cui Ji chased after him: "No one lives there, if you check my father's room, it will be an obvious embarrassment to my family!"

Shen Yu sat up straight away. His facial injury had healed up a few days ago, and now it began to ooze blood again. The ferocious and tragic smell of iron filled the tip of his nose. If there was a mirror, he thought, he would almost shed tears of blood.

The door was pushed open, and the sergeant's iron boots thumped and knocked everywhere in the room.

"There's really no one."

"Are you going to trample my surname Cui under your feet!"

"Little Mr. Cui, calm down. Hey, we are all rough people, we can't read all the words, we haven't read many books, we don't know etiquette, we only know how to follow orders. Is it not too much to pay homage to Mr. Cui's collection of books?"

Someone was approaching the bookshelves against the wall.Shen Yu was within arm's reach.

Shen Yu heard him groping in the scroll, and when he took down the scroll, he would notice the ventilation hole on the wall, and at that time, Shen Yu and Cui Ji would be finished.

He fished out from his pocket, and took out the short knife, the glimmer of light leaking from the gap in the book wiped the bright color on the blade.

The officer took down the scroll, the light in the vent hole became thicker, and Shen Yu handed out the short knife—the sound of the blade piercing the flesh was clear and sticky.

"..."

The clattering scroll was shaken, and the officer's pretentious appearance can be imagined: "Mr. Cui and your father are really masters, huh? What kind of character is this? Isn't this the language of this dynasty? I have never seen it before, maybe it is It belongs to the generation of our grandparents."

Hahaha, his sergeants laughed in agreement.

Cui Ji remained calm, standing in front of the bookshelf, blocking the ventilation hole with his hands behind his back, and the short knife in his palm.

"I think it's rare, so it's okay to take it back and study it. You have also been to the room of the head of the Cui family. Is there anything else you want to check?"

"Hey, don't worry, my gang of soldiers and ruffians are not coming to spoil your treasured place to study. Do you hear me, Mr. Cui will lick all the places where your boots have stepped on?"

In the evening, Cui Ji exhaustedly brought meals to Shen Yu, divided them into small dishes, and stuffed them through the ventilation holes.His hands were bandaged. Y. U. X. I.

Shen Yu was in unspeakable pain: "I'm sorry..."

Cui Jidao: "Brother, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. It's not until the end of the mountain."

The blood of relatives has been shed, and now Shen Yu is alone and has nothing else to lose. Killing the subordinates of the Shan family and exchanging one life for another is considered a minor revenge.However, Cui Ji has a father and a wife, and is about to have a child, how can he be dragged to a dead end?

Cui Jidao: "As the saying goes, you know what you can't do and do it, which is brave, but according to Brother Yu, is it not stupid? If there is a way in the world, you will see it, and if you don't have a way, you will hide it. If you put your blood into it, you should be shedding history. If you smear the ground in vain, isn’t that like dog blood? If you fulfill your life’s wish, you should have served the monarch and the people. This is called loyalty. If you die without accomplishing anything, it’s not worth mentioning. Even if you die like Lian Taiwei in the Tianzitang , how could it not be unfaithful?"

Hearing this, there was another thunderbolt.

"Master Taiwei... what's wrong?"

Cui Ji was silent for a moment: "The wound on the staff has not healed, so I didn't make it through."

Shen Yu leaned against the wall, knocking his head dully.

Cui Ji said solemnly: "Nowadays, the sky is killing people, and dragons and snakes are rising from the land. No one can survive alone. Winter is coming, brother Yu has only one sentence to give to my virtuous brother——"

Cherish the spring breeze.

In the drowsiness, the outside world began to rain, and the rain shuttled between the sky and the earth, converging into a river, and Shen Yu's chaotic thoughts floated down the river, returning to the time when all murderous intentions had not yet been revealed.

At that time, he, his father Shen Jin, and senior brother Song Jun returned to Ruyang County, south of Zhangshan Mountain, along the Tuohe River. , Finally waited until the family returned.

"Books! The books are all in the rain!" Song Jun couldn't hide his excitement while directing his servants to carry the book boxes.

Shen Jin was traveling all the way, his face turned sallow, at this moment he raised his wide sleeves to protect his wife from the rain: "Go in quickly, and take care of yourself."

"Oh, I see that your complexion is not uglier than mine? Pingyun, you are going to rest soon, and you have been dragging you all the way," Shen's mother is plump, round and jade-like, with a soft and gentle face, "Where is my son? Where is my son?"

In that room, Shen Yu was assisting the coachman to lead the carriage into the west courtyard, and leaned over to let his mother touch his rain-stained face.

"mother."

"What's the matter? It's listless."

"You're tired from the journey," Song Jun said with a smile, "I can't eat well and can't sleep. I've wronged Mr. and my junior brother. Master, did you save dinner? We're all starving."

On the way home, every time he passed a post station, Shen Jin had to write a letter from his family to report the journey, and on the night when he entered Ruyang County, he would even light up the lamp to send the messenger away, and asked his family to calculate the time of arrival.Knowing that they were on their way all afternoon, Shen's mother prepared sumptuous home-cooked dishes, and she stayed until after sunset to have a reunion dinner together.

The food at home is not as exquisite and delicious as those famous restaurants in the East and West City of Wangdu City, but after all, I am used to eating it for more than ten years.

At the dinner table, Shen Jin talked very little, pretending to follow the way of eating without talking, while Song Jun was very enthusiastic and active, telling Shen's mother what he had seen and heard in Wangdu City.Shen Jin's students all have distinct personalities, some are out of touch, some are deep, some are cute and some are uninhibited, sometimes Shen Jin can't deal with it, but they can perfectly blend in at the teacher's wife's dinner table.As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for the people, no, this should be the personality charm of the teacher's wife.

"The style of the imperial palace is really incredible," Song Jun gestured exaggeratedly, "The palace walls are so high, only brother Yu can get the tiles by standing on my shoulders!"

Shen's mother chuckled: "Last autumn, Yan'er and Ji He went to see you, and they told me the same thing when they came back. Yan'er wanted to see what the palace was like, so Ji He let him ride on his neck, but was guarded." I found out and chased him for three streets."

Everyone laughed.Only Shen Yu ate the meal, filled the soup again, and finished it silently.

Mother Shen looked at her son worriedly.

"Hey," Song Jun whispered, "what's the matter with you?"

Shen Yu was puzzled: "I'm hungry."

When middle school students heard the news, they came to visit the husband one after another the next day, and old friends who were solemn and reserved also came to visit, and there was an endless stream of visitors.For no reason, he spent a lot of rice grains from the Shen family.

There were two lively meals in the morning and noon, and in the afternoon, Song Jun and Shen Yu's classmates and friends also visited.

"gentlemen."

"gentlemen!"

Chen Hui from Guangling, and Zhou Yu from Linhuai.All under Shen Jin's sect, he is the second of his seven most outstanding students.

"Zhou Yu asked me to come over in the morning and invite Mr. and Mrs. Mrs. early, but I said that's not possible. There must be a gathering of guests in the morning, and Mrs. Mrs. can't tell the difference between cooking porridge, so let's stop making trouble," Chen Hui said with a smile, " So we only came in the afternoon, sir, don't blame us for being too late."

"Come, one per person." Shen Jin divided two pieces of dried persimmons, which were picked in Shen's courtyard in Wangdu City last autumn, using honey from Lu Yuanye in the outskirts of Wangcheng, which can be said to have the flavor of Wangcheng.

Chen Hui took the dried persimmons and went to Song Jun again: "Brother Jun? Brother Jun! Come out, grandpa sees you coming!"

A stinky boot was thrown in the main room, and Song Jun cursed, "Fuck you, who is your grandson!"

Chen Hui and Zhou Yu broke in through the door, and Song Jun jumped up from the couch in fright - he was tired from traveling for several days, he couldn't get up in the morning, and slept until the sun was high, and Shen Jin and his wife didn't call him to pick up the guests.

Chen Hui squeezed onto the couch, grabbed Song Jun's shoulders and pressed down: "Sit down, you two, you don't have to be polite."

Zhou Yu came from the other side, squeezing Song Jun between them like fried dough sticks.

"How about Wangcheng, isn't it fun?" Zhou Yu said anxiously.When Shen Jin went to the north, Shen's mother was worried and wanted to find someone to take care of him in daily life, Zhou Yu also actively recommended himself, but he was honest, but he was still at the age of being taken care of by A Niang, so he couldn't take care of others.

"Hey, how fun can it be?" Chen Hui said deeply, "The emperor is a man with his tail tucked under his feet, how can the emperor who is as high as the sky be so comfortable coming from afar!"

"You know again." Song Jun scolded with a smile, and struggled to get out of his body to put on his boots——Chen Hui also picked up the stinky shoes for him, which is really rare.

Chen Huidao: "I heard that all the officials in Wangcheng live in Nanlu. Since you are the prince's young teacher, do you live in Nanlu? Have you ever seen such officials as San Gong? Have you seen Duan Xiang?" ?”

Song Jun said: "Hey, I won't tell you if I haven't seen it yet."

Chen Hui immediately stood up: "Brother Yu? Brother Yu, come out quickly! Your old friend is so nice to see you coming! This bastard Song Jun has a hard mouth, spit out everything you know!"

Everyone in the school calls each other brothers and sisters. Today you are my father, and tomorrow I will be your grandfather. You can only be polite to Shen Yu. After all, not everyone dares to recognize Shen Yu's father.

After calling for a long time, Shen Yu didn't answer.

"Stay asleep," Song Jun said, "He's tired too."

The door of Shen Yu's room was well barred, Chen Hui found another way, and entered through the window like a monkey, and the room was quiet and stagnant.Chen Hui yelled at Shen Yu three times, but no one responded, so he opened the door and let Song Jun and Zhou Yu in.

"Brother Yu, Brother Yu!" Zhou Yu let go of his voice like a ghost. He usually calls A Niang like this, and he often gets rejected.

A stack of reed paper was neatly placed on the table outside, and the wind outside the door blew in, making a rattling sound.

Chen Hui went over to take a look, and found that the ink was still fresh, and it was titled "Zhou Jun Zi Mu", which was in perfect order, and it was all in Shen Yu's handwriting.

"What is this? Brother Yu wrote it last night?" Chen Hui was very surprised.It's not that students haven't written similar articles, but most of the authors are Yan Ran, Song Jun and others who are interested in officialdom.The Shen family is full of idle scholars, and now there is a Shen Jin, so is it possible that there will be a Shen Yu in the future?

"He..." Chen Hui couldn't figure it out, "Did he change his mind?"

The screen that separated the inner room creaked, and the three of them looked up. Shen Yu was wearing a plain white coat, leaning against the painting screen with his arms folded, with thick dark circles under his eyes, listless.

"morning."