In the northern part of South City, there is a small two-entry courtyard with red walls and brown tiles. Against the background of the tall gates around it, this small courtyard looks downcast and lonely.
There are two rows of tall pines and cypresses planted against the courtyard wall in the yard. Although they are all dead now, the withered yellow leaves are still hanging firmly on the branches, dense and lush, as if they will come back to life immediately after pouring a sip of water.
Two rows of pines and cypresses block most of the light in the courtyard, making the courtyard look dim and dim even at noon when the sun is shining brightly, giving people a depressing feeling.
The people around me would subconsciously speed up their pace whenever they passed by the courtyard gate, fearing that they would be unlucky if they walked too slowly. Because according to local customs, pines and cypresses cannot be planted in the yard. These things can only be planted in cemeteries.
There are many rich and powerful families around. Although they are quite critical of the pines and cypresses in the courtyard, they dare not criticize the owner of the courtyard in front of him, or even complain in front of him, because the courtyard owner They cannot afford to offend the owner of the courtyard.
Wei Ziyu, Duke of Wei, was the youngest son of the former emperor.
In the year when Emperor Su led his army to break through the gates of the imperial capital of the Wei Kingdom, he had just turned sixteen. He was handsome, intelligent, and had the reputation of being the living little Duke of Zhou.
Duke Zhou was a great sage three hundred years ago. His life was magnificent and he left countless legendary stories that are talked about by the world.
However, when the Su flag was fluttering under the towering city walls of the imperial capital, it was he who led his five hundred personal guards to take advantage of the opportunity of patrolling the city to raid the city gate army, open the city gate and let the Su family's cavalry into the imperial city.
The Wei dynasty fell and the royal family was slaughtered, except for him. He naturally became the biggest sinner of the Wei Dynasty. He was nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of the Wei Dynasty. He was poked in the spine and scolded by countless former officials of the dynasty. He would even be spat on when walking on the street.
However, he never stood up to explain a word from the beginning to the end. He only said one sentence on the day when Emperor Su ascended the throne to discuss meritorious deeds and rewards. He was going to Yancheng to live out his life.
Yancheng was a strategic center for military strategists in the southern region. He, the surviving son of the previous dynasty, wanted to go there. Who knew if he had other motives, so he was strongly opposed by many new ministers and generals at that time, saying that he was naturally rebellious, cold-blooded, and vicious. Even my own relatives dare to rebel. I'm not sure if one day my wings will harden and I will raise them to rebel.
These remarks can be described as murderous and heart-breaking, but Wei Ziyan's expression was calm and he did not blink his eyelids from beginning to end.
Emperor Su Huang was a broad-minded man. Whether he believed that Wei Ziyi would not rebel or was not afraid of Wei Ziyi's rebellion, he overcame all opinions and not only approved Wei Ziyi's request to go to Yancheng, but also granted him the title of Duke.
Later, Wei Ziyu followed Zhang Tufu's Zhang family army southward and made great contributions in the battle to recapture Yancheng. Emperor Su Huang was very happy to learn about Hou Longyan, and he posthumously conferred the title of Tongxiu on the title of his duke. That is to say, as long as the Su dynasty lasts, Wei Ziyu's title of Duke can be passed down from generation to generation.
However, Wei Ziyan just laughed it off.
He did not continue his southern expedition with Zhang Butcher, but stayed in Yancheng, choosing such a small courtyard and living there for so many years.
I don't know if it was to make Emperor Su and his ministers feel at ease, but Wei Ziyi never married, never adopted a son or a daughter, nor did he recruit followers or bodyguards. He just played with flowers and plants all day long. Listen to small songs, and when you get interested, you will pick up the erhu and play one or two paragraphs, and you can also hum a few songs.
Several of the servants who were responsible for serving him in the past two years died of old age one after another. These servants were all rewarded by Emperor Su when he granted him the title of Tongxiu. They were all ordinary people who did not understand cultivation. They should be It's just a simple reward, and there is no intention of monitoring him, because if you want to monitor him, you have to have considerable cultivation to do it.
After decades of getting along, he developed a deep relationship with these servants, so after everyone died, he bought a good coffin for them, and buried them directly in the yard without sending them to the cemetery for burial. Under the cypress trees.
Emperor Su seemed to have forgotten his existence. He did not reward new servants, nor did he spend money to buy new servants. He lived alone for the past two years. He did all the eating, drinking, sleeping, making oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea by himself. If you didn't know his true identity, you would just think he was an old farmer living in poverty if you met him on the road.
At noon, the sunshine in early May was already as fierce as midsummer.
Wei Ziyu heated up the leftover rice porridge he had eaten in the morning and ate two bowls of the pickles he had cut in the morning. In the past, he loved chewing a few broad beans, but he lost several teeth in the past two years. Seeing that the broad beans were powerless, he stopped buying them.
After finishing the meal, I washed the dishes, chopsticks and porridge pot, then walked twice in the yard with my hands behind my back to eat, then opened all the doors and windows to let the sunlight in, and murmured to myself Said: "Let Lieyang just suppress your grievances, so that your grievances will not grow into ghosts and cause harm to the world. Don't worry, everyone. I won't live long. I will go over there to apologize to you soon. I will kill you when the time comes. Cut it, please do as you wish."
If a stranger came to the courtyard at this time, when he saw the scene in each room, his scalp would be numb with fear, and the air conditioner would keep blowing on his back. I saw that every room was filled with spiritual tablets. At a glance, there were thousands of them in several rooms. Coupled with the pine and cypress trees in the yard, it's really a gloomy place.
These spiritual tablets do not belong to anyone else, but to the ancestors of his Wei family.
However, on the ground in front of the incense table where the memorial tablets are placed in the main hall, there is a soul tablet lying upside down on the ground facing the incense table, making it look like it is kneeling on the ground.
If you turn this spiritual tablet over, you will see that the name engraved on it is clearly the name of Wei Ziyan's father-in-law, the last emperor of the Wei Dynasty, and the fifth generation of Wei Wei Ren'en.
Obviously, Wei Ziyan hated his father so deeply that he even opened the city gate with his own hands and let the enemy troops enter the city to seize the throne of his father. He was still angry, and even wanted to kneel down his memorial tablet for dozens of times after his death. Year.
It can be seen that he hates Wei Ren'en to the core of his heart.
"Senior can sleep full of energy in front of these spiritual tablets every night. I really admire this junior." A voice suddenly sounded under the shade of the trees in the southeast corner of the yard. If you didn't open your eyes and look closely, you wouldn't be able to see anyone there.
Wei Ziyi clasped his hands behind his back and looked sadly at the memorial tablet of the Wei family's ancestors in the main hall. He was not frightened by the sudden sound, and did not even raise his eyelids. It seemed that he had already known that an uninvited guest was coming to the courtyard.
He sighed and said: "If I could sleep full of energy every day, how could my beard and hair be so pale, how could my strong teeth fall out, and how could my body gradually become rickety?"
"Senior, you are already seventy-four years old this year. What you said are all normal phenomena of aging. Do you still want to keep your appearance forever and stay young?" The person in the shadow of the tree sneered, listening to him speak. His tone was not friendly towards Wei Ziyan.
"You have an ageless appearance? Doesn't that make you a monster? It's impossible. These ancestors are eager for me to go down and confess my crime. They have been waiting for fifty-eight years. We can't delay it any longer." Wei Ziyi shook his head. smiled.
"Senior, Qi Wuwei sent ten thousand elites to Baihuang Mountain." The person in the shadow of the tree seemed not to want to continue chatting with Wei Ziyu and changed the subject.
"I heard about it when I went for a walk in the morning." Wei Ziyi nodded, "It is said that the second son of the City Lord's Mansion was attacked by a big-toothed dog while he was patrolling. Qi Wuwei was eager to save him?"
"yes."
"I'll ask again, is Big Tooth Dog related to your master?" Wei Ziyan's tone suddenly turned cold.
"No."
"I hope not. Why did you come here today?" Wei Ziyu asked.
"My master hopes that senior will go to Baihuang Mountain."
Wei Ziyan: "What are you going to do in Baihuang Mountain?"
"kill."
"Kill who?"
"Qi Changkong."
Wei Ziyan frowned, and after a while he said, "Is she okay?"
"The master is very nice, and I miss my senior very much."
"good."
"Senior agreed?"
"yes."
"Then I wish the seniors immediate success in advance. The juniors will say goodbye."
"Wait a minute."
"Senior, is there something wrong?"
"You've been standing on someone's grave for so long, and you didn't say sorry before you left?"
"He is just a lowly servant. Senior, do you think he can bear an apology from junior?"
"I can bear it." Wei Ziyan said in a calm voice.
"He can't bear it!" The person in the shadow of the tree said in a suddenly cold tone, word by word.
boom!
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he knelt down and his whole knee directly hit the ground. Then his head hit the ground three times in a row against the small grave.
"How is it? Can you bear it?" Wei Ziyan asked with a smile.
