The moon is pale and the stars are sparse. Look at the time, it's almost Hai hour.
After Tang Sui drank the medicine, his high fever finally subsided completely. He could barely stand up and sit for a while. He asked Nan Xian to come in and leaned on the bed frame and said with difficulty: "I have troubled my wife again this time. I came here late at night." Heal me.”
Nanxian said: "Mr. Tang is serious. I am a medical practitioner. It is my duty to solve the urgent needs of patients."
Tang Sui smiled faintly, and from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, he could still see a bit of his youthful demeanor.
He said: "My wife has learned from your father's true heritage, whether it is medical skills or benevolence, she is no different from Yu Zhen back then." After a pause, he continued, "Aweng and I are also old friends for many years. You Do you know?"
Nan Xian said yes, "I, Aweng, once mentioned Tang Gong, and always praised Tang Gong for his great friendship and admiration by others."
Tang Sui waved his hand, "Those are all false names. I just did what I should do."
How many people meet as young people, have the same spirit, and become friends for life. Looking back now, I still don’t regret my enthusiasm. Even though I am suffering from illness and getting old, as long as I talk about the past, I have no regrets in my heart. This is enough.
But I still have some control over my body. I have had high fevers several times before, and I didn't know what was going on, but in any case, it was not as severe as this time.
The condition worsened step by step, and the man stepped into the coffin step by step. He felt that his breathing seemed to be heavier. If he took in one breath, he might not be able to continue the next breath.
Speaking of death, it's actually not scary. There are many old acquaintances there, and you won't feel lonely when you go there. When a person is seriously ill, his mood always goes up and down several times. One moment he wants to live and continue to take care of the divine domain, and the other moment he wants to forget it. This heavy body can no longer support it. One more day of living is just one day of suffering. .
Like this time, the high fever burned out his nasal cavity, and there was a sharp pain from the tip of his nose to his forehead, and every breath he took felt like it was late.
"Yan Huan, you go out first. I have a few words to say to Madam Xiang."
Shenyu hesitated for a moment, agreed, and retreated outside the house.
Nan Xian didn't know what he wanted to say, and secretly speculated that he wanted to use the friendship of his father's generation to entrust him with something?
The result is not.
Tang Sui turned his gaze to look at her and said in a hoarse voice: "I have been ill for two or three years and my body has not recovered. I have long lost the energy to live. I used to hold on because I wanted to see Yan take back everything that belongs to him. Now that he has passed away, my wish has been fulfilled. I want to be more comfortable and not suffer from the pain anymore."
Nan Xian was secretly surprised and naturally couldn't follow his wishes, so he said: "Don't worry, Mr. Tang, let's take care of it slowly, and the symptoms will become lighter and lighter."
But Tang Sui shook his head, "What I mean by comfort is that everything is settled once and for all. But Yan may not agree yet, so I would like to ask my wife to find a way for me, and don't let him see it."
Seeing that she was really stunned, he gently touched the corners of his lips and said, "I know my request is abrupt. The little lady can only save people, not hurt them. But I have long been bored with living, so I might as well go A place where you can relax and meet old friends again."
Talking about the past years, a little flush of hope appeared on the pale cheeks, and the eyes became brighter, "I came from the countryside of Huzhou. I won the imperial examination in the fifth year of Chongjia. At that time, I said goodbye to my parents and went to Kyoto to prepare for the next step. Scientific examination..."
His voice was weak and gentle, like water flowing through a painting, slowly pushing the time back to twenty-three years ago.
In the spring of that year, the young man rode a tall horse and wandered along the Qinhuai River. There are exquisitely painted boats everywhere on the river, with beauties leaning against the railings and smiling sweetly, and passionate poetry and vocal music flowing with the scent of powder - it is such a holy place on earth, and its prosperity cannot be compared to that of a small place.
He makes friends, looks up and down, and is a good brother. Money is spent like water. He never cares about those external things. He feels that money cannot buy me. I am happy, as long as my heart is comfortable.
However, there is always a time when a person is on a narrow path. When the ranking is released, he does not make it. All the money in his wallet is spent. All his former friends avoid him. They are either sick, or they have not returned from going out, and they have disappeared overnight.
His official career was blocked, he was penniless, and even sold his horse. Standing alone under the long city wall, he began to regret his youth and frivolity. He had always thought that obtaining fame was as simple as picking something out of a bag, but it turned out that he had overestimated himself. He was not as talented as he thought.
The most painful thing in life is not that your talents are not appreciated, but that you think too highly of yourself, but are suddenly slapped in the face by reality, and you are helplessly trapped in deep self-doubt. Fortunately, Tang Sui was quick to worry and quick to drive. The next day, he set up a stall on the street, intending to make money by writing complaints to others and support himself.
Scream, the reason for three pennies can be modified three times. As a result, the market was disrupted because the asking price was too low. The stall was smashed and the inkstone was smashed on the forehead.
Sitting by the road in despair, he was considering whether to find a temple to live in and study hard, when a piece of brocade robe floated in front of him.
He raised his gaze and looked up. The man was facing a bright sun, his eyebrows were as delicate and stretched as willows in spring, and he said harmoniously: "I admire Mr. Tang's talent. I wonder if you can invite Mr. Tang to come to my house and be my guest?"
No introduction is needed, anyone who has been around Jiankang City for a few days should know the man in front of him. He is the second son of the King of Wei family, with impeccable character, talent and learning.
Tang Sui immediately agreed. This was a beautiful thing that fell from the sky, no worse than taking the imperial examination. After all, if you can catch up with the emperor's relatives, in the future, as long as you are introduced, you will be able to become a minor official. In the past, I had never met such a noble young master in the wine pool and the meat forest. Now I am in a state of desolation, as if all my glory has been washed away——
It turns out that being down and out has its advantages.
So Tang Sui followed him to Biye. This was a place where he was serious about learning. The longer he stayed, the closer he became to Zhu Zhechi, and his temperament was no longer as impetuous as before.
The Second Young Master, after getting along with each other for a long time, makes people respect him from the bottom of his heart. Once they get to know each other well, they will transform from Second Young Master to "Second Master".
At that time, there were colleagues in other professions who were also walking around in the officialdom. As soon as the direction of the wind changed, everyone was keenly aware of it. Today, the Holy Emperor is old and has no children, so he will definitely choose one of the two young masters from the Wei Palace to have an heir. The eldest son has mediocre talents and is better than his seniority. The Second Young Master's voice was louder, but it was never a good thing to give birth to a child. Sure enough, the next two years were absolutely dark. They struggled to survive in the cracks and experienced countless thrills. In the end, they still could not withstand the overwhelming winds and waves, and everything finally fell apart.
Tang Sui still remembered that day, when the fog was so thick that they could hardly recognize each other. Erlang asked someone to find him. When he came in, he saw Mr. Duanfang sitting in an armchair. He was wearing very thin clothes, and his Zen clothes hung down. Put it down and outline your figure into a slim and slim figure.
Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyes and said, "Wenju, you are here."
Tang Sui stepped forward and said, "It's so cold, why don't you wear more clothes?"
Erlang still had an ordinary tone and said softly: "I don't feel cold. It's quite warm in this room."
Is it warm? Tang Sui didn't feel it at all. Instead, he felt strands of chill spreading like snake letters in the four corners of the room.
After a moment of silence, I suddenly heard him calling him again, "This time it seems... it really doesn't work anymore. They have made a lot of accusations. I can't defend myself and I don't want to defend myself anymore. That's it."
Tang Sui's nose suddenly felt sore, and he said anxiously: "Can't you go to court to see the Holy Spirit? Can't you let the Tingwei investigate thoroughly?"
No, no, this place has already been prosperous for a long time. Let Tingwei investigate, it is better to let Dalang investigate.
At this point in his practice, he has seen through everything. When he was young, he had a deep brotherly love, but when he grew up, he stopped talking to each other. In addition, this overwhelming wealth was poured down on the head, and the last bit of family affection was also poured out——
For the sake of the supreme throne, his brother wanted his life.
He was like a moth trapped in a spider's web, trying his best to save himself, but he could never break free. He was prepared and had a premonition that that day was coming soon. Before that, while he could still move, he had to arrange everything and place the people who couldn't let him go the most.
He stood up, walked to Tang Sui, and said solemnly: "Wenju, I have a request. Although it is difficult to say it, I must say it. You and I are childhood sweethearts, as you know, originally I wanted to have a good time. I want to marry her, but I can’t do it now. Huijun is pregnant with my flesh and blood. I can die generously, but I can’t harm her. I told her not to keep this child, but she doesn’t want to. In this case , I had to plan carefully to leave a way for her and the child to survive."
Tang Sui nodded vigorously, "Erlang's bloodline should not be cut off, he must be born again."
Hearing this, his eyes sparkled slightly, "So... I invite you here, and I want to entrust you with the general and the child." He said hesitantly, "I know this request is very rude, and I'm sorry for you, but I There is really no other way. I will arrange for you to leave here as soon as possible, whether it is back to Huzhou or somewhere farther away, in short, do not stay in Jiankang."
A huge burden fell on his shoulders, and Tang Sui was a little panicked for a while. But he quickly calmed down and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, as long as I live, I will definitely protect Huijun and my child."
Erlang breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "You should get married immediately, and leave as soon as you are done. Huijun has been by my side for many years, and there is no one in the family for a long time. In order for this child to have a foothold, he must have a legitimate name."
When he said this, his heart was bleeding, and Tang Sui grew from the cynical young man to an upright man.
After the simple wedding ceremony, he rushed to Wu County with Huijun. As soon as he arrived at Yangxian territory, he heard the news that Erlang had committed suicide. At that time, everyone froze.
Huijun knelt at the top of the city and looked north, crying bitterly. It was the eighth year of Chongjia, and Erlang had just turned twenty in the ninth month.
He has always been called Erlang, Erlang, but actually he has a very nice name, Shenzang Yue.
Tang Sui finally finished talking about the past intermittently, but the strength suddenly came from nowhere.
Nan Xian felt melancholy, but also admired his character, and gently persuaded him: "Tang Gong, take a rest and recuperate your energy."
Tang Sui took a breath slowly, leaned on the pillow and said, "I'm afraid that as time goes by, I won't be able to remember the past. If I were loyal, I should have died with Erlang, but I managed to survive."
Nan Xian said no, "It's easy to die, but it's extremely difficult to live. Does Tang Gong now think that because Xiao Langjun has inherited the title of King Feng Yi, everything is safe? Tang Gong doesn't want to open his eyes and watch the guards every day." Him, do you think he can sit back and relax and grow old safely?"
Tang Sui's face clearly showed a look of despair, "I also want to see him build a solid foundation and have a bright future."
"Then hold on a little longer." Nan Xian said, "Tang Gong trusts me, Ah Weng. Although I am not as skilled as Ah Weng in medicine, I still want to give it a try. Let's treat it the same way and adjust it little by little. Please Tang Gong give me a Month, we will see the effect after one month, if it is better, don’t give up.”
Tang Sui opened his mouth to say something, but seeing her firm eyes, his desire to die gradually wavered.
"Then just follow what the young lady said." He said and smiled again, "Your persuasive words are also in the same vein as you, Aweng."
Nan Xian took the decoction from the hand of the maid and sent it over, and said harmoniously, "The young man has been taught by Duke Tang, and he also has the hard work of Duke Tang. So if Duke Tang doesn't look at himself, just look at the young man. He is young and still needs to Tang Gong supports him. With Tang Gong here, he still has sustenance. If Tang Gong is not around, the world will be vast, and he will really be the only one left."
