The Governor is Sick

Xia Houyu thought about it more than once, what is it like to die?

Like sinking into a silent cold pond, the world falls into a silent night. He is a little tadpole, floating in the cold wave heart. Many years ago, the crow feathers generally came in, and the abbot's low tragedy curse was absent in the Galabao Hall, the lonely lamp in Xiao Xiao Zhulin's house. He remembered the countless nights he spent on the mountain, as if the long night seemed to be endless, and the slow Brahman came from Galanli, and he fell asleep in the seemingly stinging sting.

He had never feared death, this was his life that he could not escape. All beings are humbled in the presence of fate.

The darkness slowly faded, and a bright light appeared at the end of Yu Guang. Gradually, there was a sound. Lingding Tintin was an iron horse swaying in the wind, and then a tea **** crunched on the ground as if it was cracking. As if someone was talking in a panic, he heard a bang on the ground.

Is he alive? Xia Houyun was a little embarrassed. When he got up from the bed, his head was still dizzy, and he was so weak that he almost lay back. He shook his hand and opened the curtain. A red candle was burning on the celadon plate on the coffee table, and wax tears leached out of the bronze coins.

I stepped down on the carved tow bed with bare feet and looked out through the window screen. It was dark and dazzling, and the shadows on the ground were dangling. He pushed open the door and went out, and a voice came from the tip. He walked a little and stopped at the door. Shen Yan was sitting on the throne, with a string of agate beads on his wrist, and he looked coldly at a group of doctors kneeling underneath. His official uniform wasn't changed, and the makeup and weaving of gold was worn on his body, and it was very eye-catching through a layer of Biyan Luo.

"Our family asks you if you have any ideas, but you can't say anything for a long time. The hospital compares every year, and you are screened one by one. How do you choose your quack?" Shivering, "If you ca n’t do anything, you ca n’t do anything. Give it to you. This place is not in the palace. If you have something to say, don't cover it up. If you delay your illness, we want you to look good!"

There was sweat on the brains of the Taiyi doctors below, and Dongchang Fanzi was carried out of the quilt twice. The shock was still undecided. The first one dared and whispered: "The little minister is brave, and he will talk to the factory minister. In fact, when I come back and see, I already feel that the condition is not good. However, the factory minister is upset and I ca n’t wait. Dare to say. Later, the factory minister gave the prescription, and it seemed better to take it. I felt relieved when I thought it was a life-saving panacea. Now it seems that this medicine has limited efficacy and cannot be cured. "

Shen Yan smiled colder and colder, "You are so good, how dare you deceive me into our family."

A few senior doctors looked at each other, trembling and afraid to speak. Shen Xuan hated them as timid as a mouse, but couldn't blame them more, hating: "Keep talking!"

"Yes, yes." The leading one said, "Yihua is a wonderful flower of Miao Xinjiang, too far away. If Fang Cunzhen is still there, maybe he can think of a cure. Although he has poor personal morals, he is still in Miao. After soaking in Xinjiang for several years, I have dealt with many barefoot doctors in Miao Village, and I am most familiar with these flowers and plants. I waited ... Although I waited for an auscultation in Yuqian, I can see that the strange flowers and herbs are not as good as these rivers and lakes. Warlock. Moreover, Master Xiao Shen's pharmacology has changed, and I don't know what the medicine tea that the Master took at first, I really can't help it. "

Shen Yan's heart went cold. Fang Cunzhen was already killed by him. Did he personally destroy Xia Houzhen's last vitality? He said stupidly: "It was impossible for me to speak for a long time."

The doctor did not dare to speak, and his body bowed lower and lower. Shen Yan looked down at a black black hat, and slowly lowered his body, his elbows resting on his knees, and painfully supported his forehead.

"Let's go out." Shen Min's voice was dumb, almost inaudible.

The crowds retreated on their knees, if they were pardoned. Xia Houyu hid behind the pillars to watch them rush out and trot out of the yard.

Shen Ye looked at his shadow on the ground, a long strip of black and thin, with a sense of loneliness. Is it really not saved? His heart was like someone holding on tightly and it was heartbreaking. He originally approved the red in the value room, remembering the flowers he sent in the past, and looked forward to receiving a letter from Xia Houyi tomorrow morning. The guy was a reckless husband and didn't know what to write to him. He was full of expectations, and even the reds didn't feel tired. The fighting in Liaodong was very tight. He was too busy to go home to see him. He was also busy and didn't have time to enter the palace. Shen Xun felt awkward again in his heart. He finally got to a city and finally met, and finally opened his heart. Finally, he was together, but he still had to be separated by a palace.

But who would know that Shen Wenxing hurried in the next moment and told him that Xia Houzhen had fallen again. He broke the palace and went out of the house. As soon as he got home, he saw him lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and the bulging bag was like a lone grave.

How did that happen? he thinks. It was okay before, so why do you lie down when you jump around alive? Is it retribution? He had done too many sins, and Lord Buddha wanted to punish him and made him a big joke, which actually made him personally choke Xia Hou's vitality. He took out the letter Xia Houzhen wrote to him, stroke by stroke, unexpectedly good-looking. He still remembers Xia Houyi's words when he was a child, crooked and dog-like, but he didn't change much when he read the official document written by that guy. Xia Houyi hasn't worked much in Garan these years.

He caressed the word, "Si Jun is so embarrassed, he returns home", no matter how good, he also thinks of him.

The candlelight jumped in the afterglow, and his eyes were hot, as if burned by the firelight. He blew out the fire, and the room suddenly became dark. He held Xiahou's letter in one hand, covered his face with one hand, and wept in the darkness.

The door suddenly opened and a tall shadow came in. He wiped his tears hurriedly, and Xia Hou closed the door and went to sit beside him.

Shen Min tried to calm his voice, and said, "Are you awake? How are you feeling now? Is your body still good?"

Xia Houyi didn't answer. He stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, and brushed his soft hair. "Master doesn't cry, my mother said, just hug when you are sad. I hug you, don't cry . "

His voice was in his ears. Somehow, Shen Yan's tears couldn't stop the time, soaking Xia Houyi's chest. He didn't want to cry in front of Xia Houyi, took a big breath, and stably smoothed his voice, "I didn't cry."

Xia Hou smiled and hugged him tighter, "Master Silly, in fact, I know every time you cry."

Shen Yan said stubbornly, "I didn't cry."

Xia Hou counted his fingers, "When you were a teacher, your dead ghost father didn't recognize you, and you came out and cried. And Mrs. Xiao was wrongful that you were punished by your father and kneeled down. Cry. "He wiped the tears on Shen's face with his sleeve and laughed," I know you're so good, I just didn't pierce you. You can rest assured that I will keep this secret for you, and I will definitely not tell others. Shen Dong, the supervisor of the East Factory, hid here and cried. "

Shen Yan finally eased over, raised his eyes and looked at him. He could not see clearly in the darkness, but could feel his focused eyes. Shen Min shook his hand and bitterly, "You are obviously sick, but I want you to comfort me."

"Who made me hurt my wife and children." Xia Hou laughed.

The room was dark, and Xia Hou pulled him out and sat under the porch. The two looked at the moon side by side. The moonlight on the ground is like water in a house, and the sparse shadows of trees are rippling in it, like spreading water grass. Tuk Tuk, who was banging outside, slowly went away. It is already three days, and by the time of the fifth day Shen should go up.

Xia Houyi asked him if he wanted to sleep, Shen Min shook his head and asked, "Ah, why do you say that happiness only lasts for a while, but pain lasts a long time?"

why? Tian Ye had a thought of Tian Ye, and Xia Houyi couldn't answer. He looked down at his toes. "Master, don't be too sad. When my mother died, I almost felt that the sky had collapsed, and the whole thing was like a walking dead. Later, I personally sent away my master and the old bald donkey My brother doesn't know if he is still alive, but in my case, if he also drank the old bald donkey's medicinal tea, it would be close to death. "

Shen Yan looked at his side, his expression was neither sad nor bitter, but only a touch. Suddenly she felt panicked and said, "Ama, I won't let you die. You obediently recuperate at home, wait for me, OK?"

Xia Houyi reached out his hand and touched the cold moonlight. "Master, I've sent away many people in my life, unseen, deeply troubled, I love, love me, one by one, I watch them go away. Now It's finally my turn. "He turned his head to look at Shen Wei and smiled softly." I've always wondered why God wanted to keep me until now. I should have died in Galan five years ago. Now I understand Master, God hurts me, and he wants me to meet you again. I'm really, really content, because I've got the greatest happiness of my life. "

"Not enough, Grandma," Shen Ming has sour tears in his nose. "Not enough, this is not enough, we still have to stay together. Listen, I have sent someone to contact the Nanyang Pirates, and we will soon have our own. Treasure ship. Let's go when you're good, heaven and earth, as long as we are together, we can go anywhere. "

"Master," Xia Houyi wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, "Don't be so dead-headed ..."

Shen Yan clenched his hand tightly, choking his throat, speechless.

"Stupid Master, don't you understand?" Xia Houxi looked up at the quiet moon.

The night breeze fluttered, and the leaves rustled, like a bird flapping its wings. Shen Xuan saw a silent silence on Xia Houyi, like a sword in a sheath, and the blade's edge was converged.

He whispered: "The person who should leave always has to leave. You can't keep it, and you don't have to stay."