The Governor is Sick

At night, it's stormy.

The sky turned away, the darkness was all over, the thunder and lightning hurried away, the wind and the rain shouted, and the hustle and bustle of the streets that were originally brightly lit was attributed to people's chaos. The hawkers hurriedly gathered their stalls, and the goods man leaned on his shoulders to hide from the rain under the teahouse, and by the way bought a hot bowl of hot crushed food. The coachman hurried to the carriage, and the cart rolled over a dustpan rolling in the middle of the street. Passers-by ran their heads around their sleeves and drenched all over the body.

In a small courtyard behind Jinggongfang Fuxiang Temple, Shen Min was sitting under the eaves while holding hot tea, leaning on a paper umbrella. The leaves in the courtyard rolled and flew, and he quietly listened to the crowd outside, and the sound of rain was boiling.

In the wind and rain, he faintly heard the sound of rumbling horseshoes getting louder and louder. It was a group of black-stained fans in robes rushing into the rain. He sighed lowly, staring into the court as silently as the moon.

Ten years have passed, and since Leng Gong's farewell, he and Xia Houzhen have been separated for ten years.

At first, he could also hear the news of Xia Houyu. The unknown ghost who inherited Yoko was the rising star of Galan. He walked in the night with Ji Zhaoye, killing silently. Later, he heard that Xia Houzhen shuttled through the Suzhou-Hangzhou brothel, and sang indulgently, letting the waves form the body, and the daughter-in-law of Song Ji was proud of her blue eyes. Later, news came from Gala's dark line. Xia Houyu assassinated Xun's heart alone, and Galan civil strife, but Xia Houxi disappeared since then, and no message was heard.

Xia Houyu disappeared like a drop of dew evaporating in the sun.

One year ago, his men accidentally discovered the auctioned Shoubo on the black market in Taizhou. He interrogated the auctioneer, and the seller confessed that Yoko was robbed by the pirates after they attacked Taizhou. But that can't prove that Xia Houyu has ever been to Taizhou. In fact, it has been three and a half months since Xia Houyi left Garan, and he has no chance of surviving.

At the beginning, Shen Huan was still holding hope, and the more and more the future, the slimmer the hope, until today, it may be time for him to face reality. Xia Houyi, the assassin, may have already died on the day of assassinating Xin Xin, or he died on a night with a half-toxic poison in July. The bones rot in the dust, eaten by vultures, and bitten by maggots. Bliss, after all, was not delivered to Xia Houyi's hands.

Since then, he and Xia Houyi have no chance of meeting except afterlife.

After falling through the wind and rain in the court, he looked down at the eaves and flowing leaves and swirling drifting leaves. He reached out to catch the raindrops from the tile. His palms were cold and the wind was blowing. His face was also cold.

Today, the old emperor is critically ill, and the prescriptions are prescribed in succession, but there is no improvement at all. He finally broke with Weid and pushed himself into a state of utter danger. Manchu Wenwu, half gloated, stood by, half helped, and wished he had died earlier.

Xia Houyi is dead, he has no hope, and finally can let go and let go. This battle, regardless of its success or failure, depends on life and death.

The sound of horseshoes stopped at the door and someone knocked on it. He didn't respond, the door opened by himself, Qian Zhengde walked in with an umbrella, wore a crimson embroidered python, a fat white face under the golden thread embroidery cap, and his eyes were squeezed into a fine slit by the flesh on his cheek. .

Shen Ju fell, he was promoted, and the East Plant was in power and became a magnificent governor, very respectable. Feng Shui is taking turns, which makes sense, Shen Yan has been around for so many years, and he has been pressing him everywhere, and now it is his turn. He limped into the court, looked down at Shen Yan, and his fine red lips twitched slightly, and smiled, "Song Father, don't come."

Shen Zheng also nodded, "My father-in-law is worried."

Shen Yan was sitting in a rosewood circle chair, holding tea in his hands. He couldn't move and smiled freely. It seemed that the person who was in despair today was not him, but a cat and a dog by the road. Qian Zhengde looked at it coldly, smirking in his heart for pretending.

"I am going down and ordered my father-in-law to go to Nanjing to guard the tomb, and we are leaving today. The ancestor is the heart of the bodhisattva, and I am sympathetic to you. He followed his old man for ten years and sent our family to send my father-in-law for a ride." Qian Zhengde bowed Laughing, "Nanjing is a good place. Our family heard Qinhuai River night and night singing songs, much more pleasant than the capital city. It is a good thing that Father-in-law Shen lives and lives there."

"The eunuchs who used to go to the guarding cemetery in Nanjing usually have an old horse to move around. It is really flattering that I am an abolitionist who has no right and power, but he is escorted by his father-in-law, Qian Zunjiang, and he is flattered." Shen Yan lowered his head and rubbed his celadon Tea cup, tearing the corner of his mouth, "I'm afraid that the father-in-law Qian Shen is not sending Shen Yun, but Shen Yun's body. The assassin who assassinated me the day before yesterday is also the father of Yiyi. If I guess correctly, I am Shen Yun He Dehe Yes, even the righteous father can avoid it. "

Qian Zhengde raised his head and laughed, "Shen Yun, Shen Yun, what do you want to pierce when you know something? Jing Hua Shui Yue, although it is a dim shadow, you can still enjoy it as long as you don't move it. Our family wanted to wait for your departure and add a little bit of food to your meal to make it easy for you. Now it seems that it is not necessary anymore. "

As he said, he shook his head again, "The tree is scattered and scattered, but it is a leafy tree after all, the roots are coiled, and the cut is not clear. The old ancestors jealous of your former party feathers, you ca n’t sleep at night, only You ’ve gone to see Lord Yan before your ancestors can sleep soundly. Alas, you said you are an understanding person, but you are also a top fool. You have done a good job with the Governor of the East Factory, why bother with the ancestors? situation."

Shen Zheng did not answer, looking at Qian Zhengde with a slight smile, but asked: "Dare to ask his father that his elderly person has a long life this year?"

"Old ancestors are in their 80s." Qian Zhengde replied smoothly without understanding Shen Yan's intentions.

"Eighty-one ..." Shen Meng muttered softly, her eyebrows were down, her eyelashes were bent, and her eyes were raised again, but the haze was heavy, and the eyebrows were all dark, and he almost gritted his teeth. Now, the wind candle is old, who can guess when and when he will die? But how can I let him end his life !? "

"You ..." Qian Zhengde shook his finger at him, "You're crazy!" He yelled, "I didn't expect you to hide such a bad heart, it seems that today, you don't even want to come out of this door. Come! Kill! This beast! "

Many dark arrows protruded from the courtyard wall. Fanzi stood on the shoulders of their colleagues, put crossbow arrows on the wall, pointed at the sinking under the eaves, and the sharp arrow tip condensed a bit of cold silver light. Shen Yan was motionless, the tea in his hand was cold, the rain was still heavy, and the round, hydrangea in the corner was beaten up.

Qian Zhengde yelled, "Go ahead!"

The arrows came out, and dozens of crossbows cut through the dark night and plunged into the heavy rain curtain. Shen Yan's long curly eyelashes trembled. In the field of vision, the fat **** knelt heavily on the ground, then fell face down, exposing the dense black short arrows behind him. He was almost pierced into a hedgehog, his eyes widened unbelievably, blood spread from under him, mixed with rain, dipped into the cold green moss, and flowed into the ditch beside the wall.

Shen Huan lowered the porcelain cup, opened the oil-paper umbrella, and stepped out of the door, stepping on Qian Zhengde's blood through the fat white cheek. Fanzis stood in the rain, and the rain dripped over the black crossbow. Under the clothes, the unicorn pattern embroidered on the black splattered teeth and claws were glaring. Situ would like to drape the coat of clothing on the shoulders of Shen Huan, Shen Huan held the stables, and bowed their heads towards the fans.

"Thank you brothers."

"The governor has a strong word! Three years ago, if the governor had not checked Jinyi's unjust prison, the villain would have been lost to prison!" Shouted Fanzi.

"The governor is the only one. If it were not the governor, the villain would still be an unknown school captain today!"

"Wei De is a mere pro-kind. Without the Lord, we can't get ahead!"

The fans all knelt down on the ground, saying, "I'll wait for the governor to saddle the horse and pledge allegiance to death!"

"Without your brothers, I have no Shen Yun!" Shen Yan turned over and looked at the direction of the palace. "The day we return to Beijing is the time when Wei De's death!"

In the storm, the cyclists rushed into a heavy rain like a raging dark tide.

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It was just dawning, gray and blue, and a little white in the east. The rouge alley was silent, far from being like a warrior in the night, full of lanterns. In the fire room of Yunxianlou, Xia Houyi got up from the bed made of hay, stared out, went out, brushed his teeth, rinsed his mouth, washed his face, washed up, walked through the corner door, and went to the kitchen to boil water. When I met other young sisters on the road, I nodded to each other and said hello. He scooped the buckets bucket by bucket to the west back room of the backyard and set them at the door. A wooden sign was hung at the door of the chamber, and three large characters were written on it with ink brushes— “Wenrou Township”. There was no sound in it, thinking it was still sleeping.

Xia Houyi brought the water into the atrium and poured it into a jujube bath barrel. Messing up and down, there is a phoenix embroidered shoe on the ground, and a silver-red shirt under the fragrant couple, wrinkled and wrinkled like a rag. The washbasin fell to the ground, the porcelain square bottle also fell, the water in it ran dry, Tuberose was stepped on, and the petals were crushed to the ground miserably. You can see that there was a "war" here last night.

Xia Houzhen pretended not to see it, poured the water all over, and sprinkled thick rose petals, he had to completely cover the water.

This is the rule of Yunxianlou's first brand A Chu, taking a flower petal bath every morning. Yunxiu Tower, where Xia Houzhen arrived four months ago, gave A Chu enough bath water for four months. He set up the empty wooden barrel at the door, went to the kitchen, took a sesame seed, five white flour buns, and a pot of water, and slowly sat on the veranda to eat. He doesn't have much work to worry about.

Heavy rain last night, the ground was still very wet, and there were water in the bricks. The flowers and grass in the altar are sloppy. The two most beautiful pots of Clivia are dead, and the white and tender petals are scattered on the ground. He forgot to put the flowers in the house last night, and A Chu saw and got into trouble again. The courtyard next door was noisy and noisy. It was a Xianggong hall, where all the male wizards lived. There was a Xianggong who had a bad temper. He was often beaten half-dead by him and ran to complain to Xia Houyi.

Time flies, and he has left Garan for three years. In Galan that day, he thought he would die of excessive blood loss, but he woke up properly, thinking for a long time with a sullen head, and finally went to Qixia Mountain to look for Akiyama. Akiyama is the abbot of Qixia Temple. He asked Xia Houyu to be a monk in the temple to help him cut the bones and change his face. He wrapped his head in bandages and swept the ground for five months in the temple. Every time a pilgrim in the temple saw him, he would give him some money with a pitying expression, and they probably thought that Xia Houyi was disfigured.

On the day when the bandage was removed, he saw his new face in a brass mirror. He was ordinary and ordinary, and he could not find it in the crowd. But he was pretty good. He didn't move his eyes or nose. He still had deep eyes and a tall nose. He was very satisfied. But the scar above his eyes couldn't be removed. He covered it with grease powder and couldn't see it without careful look.

The enemies didn't recognize him, and Dongchang's fan had passed by him without turning his head. He went to Jinling to help clear the account, and then traveled around the mountains and rivers, holding the tired maple post bell, the cold bell of the mountain, Wu Jiang singing, he walked and listened. By the side of Canglang Pavilion, he burned the disgusting suicide note and scattered flying ash into the stream. From then on, there will be hundreds of mountains and rivers, and everything in the world.

On July and half of the day, he dug a grave for himself behind Qixia Temple and bought a thin coffin with the last bit of silver on his body. He lay in the coffin, closed the coffin cover himself, and waited quietly for death. The coffin was very dark. At first he thought about it, but later climbed out and went to the hut a few times. Once he scared a coward who beat Houshan past. He apologized and lay back again, and fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already bright and he was not dead. He stepped on the red maple leaves everywhere and returned to Qixia Temple.

Akiyama sat under the porch and drank tea. Seeing his perplexed look, he said, "The sky will not perish you, so live well."

"But I am a sinner."

"One thought is enlightenment, one thought is good, one comment is that Tishang can cross forever to become a Buddha, how about Ruyi?"

Xia Houyi said goodbye to Akiyama and began wandering around. He had nowhere to stay, and where he went. But the trouble is that he has no household registration and no account posts, and is a refugee. The government authorities held the exiles very seriously. Once they were caught, they either boarded the abandoned people's books, put them in jail, or sent them to the side. He hid in hiding and had to work hard to earn money to feed himself, really hard work.

When I arrived in Taizhou, I encountered a pirate siege and recruited soldiers without asking for my place of origin. He was really poor and was called to the army to stay in the camp for a fall. However, in a street fight, a pirate fought Hengbo and slaughtered the pirate, but he couldn't find Hengbo anymore. Later, at the auction market, he saw that he had no money to redeem Hengbo, and watched the people in Dongchang take Hengbo away.

He had to enter Beijing. Under the eyes of Dongchang, life is especially difficult. The investigation of the exiles in Beijing is very strict. Every few days, temples, land shrines, and Yizhuang, where exiles are often held, are inspected. The East Factory is heavily guarded, like an iron bucket, and has no way to start. Last December, he shivered in the woods in the suburbs of Beijing and his stomach was empty. He did not die in the hands of the enemies, and did not die on the killing ground of Garan, but he was starved to death in the woods in the suburbs of Beijing. When he reached Hell, he would be killed by his mother.

Happily, A Chu went back to the nun, sang Xiang, and picked him back to the rouge alley. A Chu told the old man that he had come to her cousin and left him in Yunxianlou. He had a place to stay, and finally solved the problem of food, clothing and accommodation. Ah Chu is a beautiful woman. She has an eyebrow, misty eyes, and squinting eyes when she looks at people. There is a fairy-like beauty. However, her chin was thinner and her lips were thin, making her look fierce. But some men just like this fierce-looking woman. When she looks down on Cheng Huan, she has the thrill of conquest.

Ah Chu is the flower queen of Yunxianlou. She wants to be windy and rainy, and the old lady is coaxing her. A man wants to sleep with her. Sometimes Ah Chu was upset and refused to pick up customers. She nestled in the room, and Ren Yeer knocked on the door. But Ah Chu is Ah Chu, the best prostitute in Jinghua, only she can compete with the skinny horse in Nanban. Xi'er still had to coax her, and hurried Xia Houyi to help her line up to buy a bite of crisps in the pastry shop, Chu Lou's big pork trotters.

Those who do n’t know what they are, the fairy with a fairy in their eyes, likes to grab the oil and big pig's trotters freely while drinking with Xia Hou, and when they are happy, they go crazy, sometimes they sink down and caress the mirror Ask Xia Houzhen whether she is old.

For a crazy woman like Ah Chu, Xia Houyi could not understand it all his life. For example, in the question just now, Xia Houyi said that she was not old and she did not believe it, and that she was angry and angry. Xia Houzhen had to pretend he hadn't heard, and drunk himself. The days in Yunxianlou were very comfortable, except for helping A Chu to buy pig trotters, Xia Houyi didn't go out.

But he still had to find his way back. He guessed that Hengbo was in Shen Zhen, who was the supervisor of the East Factory. The East Factory got his things, and it was bound to be handed over to Shen Yang.

He was sometimes on the street and could see the heavy carriage passing by. The tassel-style car perimeter, the carved guilloche, the four green horse-drawn horse-drawn carts, followed by the two teams of Dongchang Fanzi, are like a battle of mountains and seas. When Chu Lou was waiting for the pig's trotters, she also encountered Shen Yan twice. Every time he had to kneel on the ground with those around him, waiting for Shen to pass by, the brocade skirt draped in front of his eyes, and the gloss of the gold thread was gorgeous and gorgeous. Shen Min passed, he headed to the ground, secretly turned his face, looking at the back of Shen Min Gu Han, step by step, blurred, disappeared.

He knew that he and Shen Xun were two strangers in different worlds. He was a small cricket in the Golanwashe, humble as dust, and Shen Xuan was the grand **** of the East Factory, and the **** in the eunuch, hot. The memories of ten years ago were gloomy yellow, and what happened to Shen Xun in Xiefu and the palace seemed to be the experience of his last life. Those long-lived memories returned to Xia Houyi's mind after reincarnation, making him inexplicable. Taste.

The grumpy Master Xie, who was once grumpy, no longer exists. Now in the carved four carriages is the unpredictable owner of the East Factory, who turns his hands over the clouds and rains. Dongchang Fanzi hunted down Galan assassins, and the assassins who fell into Dongchang survived. Xia Houyi's wanted order is at the top of the list, and the streets and alleys are full of cities. The old ones have been rotten for several years and the new ones have been posted every year. He and Shen Zhezhi were separated by the abyss of heaven and could not approach.

Without a channel, I couldn't get the map of Shen Yuan's house, sneaked in twice, and got lost, and came out in a bleak manner. Hengbo's affairs have been delayed, and he can't help it.

After eating the big cake and hoe, he clapped his hands, picked up the petals of Clivia, and buried them in the mud. A Chu suddenly rushed out of the room, her clothes were still messy, and large white tender **** were exposed.

Xia Houyi: "..."

"Xiahou!" Ah Chu saw him, like a savior, ran over, out of breath, "I ... I, I killed!"

Xia Houyun was unbelievable. "Can you kill?"

Ah Chu was a little embarrassed and stuttered, "Why did you die in bed ..."

This means exhaustion.

Xia Houyi: "..."

A Chu pulled Xia Houyu into the room, and the head of the thief looked at it with certainty. Fang closed the door and said, "Who knows that this silver-like gunhead is so useless! I just let him bleed twice. Last night was fine. I saw him standing still this morning and laughed at him. As a result, he opened the quilt and almost scared me to death! "

Xia Houyu opened the curtain, and a grey face was exposed inside, her mouth and eyes were half open, and she was bleeding. Xia Houzhen recognized him, the young man from the East Factory, named Yan Xiaobei. It was originally a poor light egg. I didn't know where to send it. I shot the silver ticket on the table in Lao's place and wrapped A Chu overnight.

"He is the clerk of the East Factory, and he died in my bed. What can we do! The boundary of the East Factory, going upright and coming out horizontally, how can a weak woman like me be able to survive the prison sentence?" Pazi, stomped anxiously.

"You can't resist it." Xia Houyun nodded in agreement.

"Will I run away? I have some savings, and eating is never a problem. Xiahou, help me out and take me out of town!"

Xia Houyi shook his head and said no. "East factory has eyes and ears all over the world. There are no people from the east factory in the inns, inns, cars and horses. Unless you walk out of Daqi, don't think about living in peace."

"What to do then?" A Chu said.

Xia Houyi thought about it for a while. A Chu was his life-saving benefactor and could not help it. He sighed, and said, "Let me use the powder."

What else did Xia Houyi want to say? A little girl under the outside window whispered, "Sister A Chu, Officer Zhu has come to Director Yan. Wait in the front yard, please call Officer Yan."

Ah Chu suddenly stood up.

Xia Houyi said to her with her mouth, "Promise her."

"Oh, come!" Ah Chu called out across the window.

The little girl slammed and ran, Ah Chu drew her hand and said, "It's Zhu Shunzi! Yan Xiaobei, what can I do?"

"You go out and drag, and give it to me here."

Ah Chu nodded, took a deep breath, straightened her shirt and hair, and went out with her head up.

Zhu Shunzi is a man with a sharp-billed monkey gill, high cheekbones, no flesh on his face, and a chicken thief. Dongchang Fanzi, in the final analysis, is a hooligan wearing a scatter, and does not do good things in the day. He digs around in the capital to explore the private affairs of others. They are regular customers of Yunxianlou, and A Chu is very familiar. On weekdays, he is so good that he looks like an immortal family member, and today he was upset. Ah Chu sat in a circle chair and waited, and Zhu Shunzi paced back and forth there, shaking her eyes.

My heart was in a state of anxiety, and Xinghuamen stepped out of a man with a tall figure, a thin cheek, and a slight green stubble near his mouth. Who is this Yan Xiaobei? Ah Chu was stunned, almost thinking that Yan Xiaobei was a corpse.

"Ouch Lao Yan, you can wake up!" Zhu Shunzi grabbed him and beckoned to A Chu, "Little girl, let's go!"

"Slow! Slowly!" Ah Chu smirked.

Yi Rong's make-up was mastered by Xia Houyi, and was passed down by Master Qiu. Xia Houzhen was sullen, looked at Ah Chu, and went out with Zhu Shunzi.

"Lao Yan, father-in-law is here again for us!" Zhu Shunzi looked very excited. "Look, I know we can get father-in-law's eyes! Not only let us assassinate the ungrateful Wang Bazi, but also send us both Go to Jiading! "

Assassinate Shen Yun! Xia Houyi jumped in his heart, and raised his eyes warily.

Zhu Shunzi sighed: "Shen Yun's nagging, I didn't expect to be able to martial arts! I thought his sissy can't help but couldn't even raise the knife! Fortunately, our lives are too big, and if we don't see the situation, we will slip, otherwise we can It ’s got to be discounted there. Fortunately, the father-in-law of Wei Gong not only did n’t blame him, but also gave us a bounty. This time he sent us such important errands! As the saying goes, if the judge died as a confidant, he rushed to the father-in-law ’s. Appreciate, we should swear allegiance! "

Xia Houyi said, "Hmm", and he slammed sideways: "What's wrong with Shen You now, can Father Fang send someone to kill him again?"

"No need! I went down and asked him to go to Shouling in Nanjing. There is no drama at this time. Eunuch Shouling will do the same thing in his life, and he won't be able to turn around!"

Better than lifeless. Shen Ye was all right, Xia Hou Yi was relieved.

He felt that it wasn't in his heart. The boy was reckless and worked hard for so long, but he ended up in this field. Shen Yan is not like him. He stunned, he got used to the mud. So proud, I managed to climb up to the cloud and plant it down again. I don't know what will happen.

Alas, it's really heavenly.

Not to mention, Nanjing is also good, after all, it is Shen's hometown. Drink tea, yo-yo cats, tease birds, pass it all your life, and it's over.

Xia Hou asked Zhu Shunzi to lift his chin and asked, "Why are you coming to me?"

"Hey, how do you say Shen Yun is gone!" Zhu Shunzi took a letter from his arms and said mysteriously, "We are doing our best this time. Long live seeing that we are about to kick our legs, and we have been slow to summon the prince to Beijing. I am afraid that he intended to pass the throne to His Royal Highness. Grandpa Wei sent us to Jiading and quietly took His Royal Highness Fu back to Beijing. This is from the Dragon's Merit, and when His Royal Highness ascends the throne, we are the first-class heroes! "