Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From The Trash - Chap 188
Tingyun Shi was six years old when he first arrived at the State Prison, more than three months older than Yuanheng Yan, the thirteenth prince he served.
At the end of the school day, Dr. Yuanheng Yan solved his problems, and Tingyun Shi stood by the window to collect Yuanheng Yan’s ink and brush.
Yuanzhao Yan, the eight-year-old sixth prince, leaned out of the window to see what was going on, followed by Ying Qu, the submissive youngest.
Yuanzhao Yan: “Hi, are you the big Zi Gong of the Shi family?”
Tingyun Shi was very generous and unpretentious: “Yes.”
Yuanzhao Yan further accosted him, ” Tingyun Shi , which three words are they?”
Tingyun Shi smiled and replied, “Back to the Sixth Prince, Yun Ting is misty, when the rain is misty.”
“Brother Yun.” Yuanzhao Yan knew his name long ago and said affectionately, “I have delicious cakes here, from the West, and I am the only one in the palace who has them, except for Father. Do you want to come and eat?”
“Many thanks to the sixth prince for his kindness ……”
Tingyun Shi raised his eyes to Yuanheng Yan, who was still asking questions, and whispered to the other chaperone who had returned from the coffin, and, despite his whispered advice, said, “I’m coming.”
He climbed out of the window so quickly and silently that he did not even attract Yuanheng Yan’s attention.
When Yuanheng Yan finished asking the doctor a question, he realized that only one of his two new companions was left, and the remaining one was looking at him with fearful eyes, clutching his book bag.
After hearing him say that Tingyun Shi was called away by the sixth royal brother, Yuanheng Yan was not too angry.
Yuanheng Yan had heard of Tingyun Shi’s name for a long time.
He is the only son of General Jinghong Shi, bright and wise, his father has high expectations of him, and even his father also favors him, giving him food and gifts at the annual festival, which shows how much he is valued.
Besides, it was the sixth royal brother who called him away, and it was useless for him to be angry.
Yuanheng Yan sighed a little and just went out the door, he saw Tingyun Shi running quickly with some cakes in a handkerchief, and when he saw the Thirteenth Prince, he grabbed his hand: “Thirteenth Prince, I have waited for a long time. Please come this way.”
Yuanheng Yan, who had always acted in a dignified and stern manner, was pulled and stumbled, and he went around and around the corridors of the State Scholar’s Academy with him for a long time, leaving the other young companion far behind.
Only when he reached a small pavilion with a pleasant view did Tingyun Shi stop, kneel down on one knee, and present Yuanheng Yan with the cakes firmly in his hand: “Please use the cakes, Thirteenth Prince.”
Yuanheng Yan stood firmly on his feet, slightly out of breath: “This is the sixth imperial brother’s?”
Tingyun Shi said frankly: “Yes, I was invited, I brought some, the thirteenth prince lunch into too little, just to pad the stomach.”
Yuanheng Yan stared at the snack and pursed his lips, “I’m not hungry.”
But the aroma of the pastry stimulated the long-empty stomach and Yuanheng Yan’s belly let out a muffled gurgle.
His face turned mostly red all of a sudden.
Tingyun Shi stood up and recommended with a smile: “During lunch, I saw that the thirteenth prince loves to eat sweet things. Yun Ting tried them one by one, and these three kinds of cakes were the sweetest. Is the thirteenth prince really not going to try them?”
Yuanheng Yan inclined his face, not wanting to look too greedy: “What does the sixth imperial brother seek you for?”
“He didn’t say that.” Tingyun Shi fiddled with the lace of his handkerchief, “Zuo only gave me some benefits, asking me to be his companion, to add a helping hand for him.”
The children in the palace are the most intelligent, not to mention Yuanheng Yan, who was influenced by her mother’s lessons and grew up cautious.
He was shocked and rushed to cover his mouth: “Keep your voice down! Don’t talk nonsense!”
Tingyun Shi then stopped talking and held up the handkerchief in his hand, indicating him to use it quickly.
Yuanheng Yan put away the pastries and said seriously, “Don’t abuse sweets before meals, it will spoil your appetite.”
Tingyun Shi smiled, “Then I’ll leave it for after the meal.”
At that time, Yuanheng Yan was only a child, no matter how cautious he was.
He hesitated for a long time before asking Tingyun Shi on that day before he parted, “…… will you go.”
It’s a sentence with no end in sight, but Tingyun Shi understands it.
He smiled and said, ” Tingyun Shi will come tomorrow to study with the Thirteenth Prince, and the day after. He will come even for a year, and for ten years.”
Perhaps it is a prophecy that Tingyun Shi has really been Yuanheng Yan’s companion for ten years.
The whole decade.
Ten years and many things have changed.
Yuanheng Yan, who was cautious when he was young, gradually overpowered Yuanzhao Yan with real talent and was loved by the emperor, while Yuanzhao Yan also changed his diligence and wisdom in earlier years, no longer demanding advancement, more and more foppy style, called the emperor’s headache.
Compared to these two, Tingyun Shi’s temperament has not changed much.
From the first acquaintance, he is a free and easy person, as if everything can not be involved in him.
As he drunkenly said when he was fifteen years old: “Wang City is the only new generation, I am the only one.
Tingyun Shi is familiar with all the corners of Wang City. The first time he took Yuanheng Yan out of the palace, he went to the gambling house and won ten taels of silver, and then took him all over Wang City with these ten taels of silver, going to the tea stall to listen to books, knocking melon seeds for three yuan a plate, watching shadow puppets in the crowd, watching the Westerners play with snakes, and even approaching the Westerners and borrowing their snakes in Western dialect, playing with them for a while, and then using them to scare Yuanheng Yan.
Yuanheng Yan was not afraid of snakes and said indifferently, “Nonsense, be careful of being bitten.”
Tingyun Shi jokes that he lived as an old pedant at the age of 12 or 13, and he is not angry.
Yuanheng Yan was never angry with Tingyun Shi.
He enjoyed watching him do things, whether it was practicing his gun, practicing his writing, copying, washing his ink stone, or drinking wine, he did it differently than the next person.
Yuanheng Yan doesn’t quite understand what kind of feelings this is.
He thought that after being with anyone for so long, one would probably have such unusual feelings.
However, since Ziling Chu entered the Toki House, things have been different.
Tingyun Shi, who had been so devoted to Yuanheng Yan’s happiness and sorrow, began to be followed all the time by a boy who was dear to Tingyun Shi.
Ziling Chu was born with smiling eyes, is used to getting things done, and is extremely handsome. Tingyun Shi also said that he was chosen from among many boys because of his pleasant smile.
Yuanheng Yan once saw Tingyun Shi teach him the “return shot” style of the Shi family spear, and Ziling Chu performed the whole style easily after only seeing it twice.
Tingyun Shi loves talent, and when sitting with Yuanheng Yan and drinking tea together, he still did not forget to boast about Ziling Chu and himself: “I have really found a treasure.”
Yuanzhao Yan coldly snorted: “A slightly smarter boy, also worth you to take the stage to say again and again?”
Tingyun Shi spoke for Ziling Chu: “He is not a boy, he is a diamond in the rough. You will see.”
Yuanheng Yan, who was standing by, did not speak.
He thought, my diamond in the rough, also raised a diamond in the rough of him?
He slightly lowered his long eyelashes, looking at the tea leaves floating in the cup, trying to ignore the vague discomfort in his heart.
And after a certain polo match, he could no longer ignore it.
A drunken Zi Gong stabbed his horse with a spur during the competition, and the horse, frightened and frantic, sprang into action and lifted the Zi Gong off the horse. Ziling Chu jumped on the horse’s back and, in the midst of the panic of the crowd, reined in the reins one at a time, causing the wild horse to calm down and ride around the field for a week, and then came to Tingyun Shi, who was protecting the drunken Zi Gong.
Ziling Chu slightly strangled the reins, and the horse, with a high hoof and a long neigh, stood still a step away from Tingyun Shi.
The hot breath from the horse’s nose lifted Tingyun Shi’s hair.
He looked up at Ziling Chu on horseback.
Ziling Chu then leaned down and handed him the reins.
Yuanheng Yan, who had rushed from the other end of the stable to protect Tingyun Shi, clearly heard Ziling Chu smile to Tingyun Shi as he handed back the reins: ” Zi Gong is under, Ziling is on. Is that good.”
Yuanheng Yan saw the always dashing Tingyun Shi froze, and then pursed his lips a happy, actually like embarrassed look.
Yuanheng Yan had never seen such a Tingyun Shi.
He was so sour in his heart that he went down and drank a few cups of hot tea, but it was still hard to calm down.
Yuanheng Yan stroked the belly of his teacup and asked himself in a whisper, what is going on.
Later, when Nan Southern rebelled and the war was tight, the sixteen-year-old Tingyun Shi went to war with a Ziling Chu by her side.
The battle lasted for two years, culminating in a showdown on Daqing Mountain, not far from Jinji Lings.
The emperor is really worried about Jinghong Shi’s safety, so Yuanheng Yan, who is also worried about Tingyun Shi’s safety, asked himself to go to the frontier.
By the time he arrived with his troops, the duel was over, Nan Southern surrendered, and the battle was over.
Yuanheng Yan met with the late general, pronounced the imperial decree, and discussed the business before suppressing his inner tension and asking where Tingyun Shi was.
He found Tingyun Shi at the edge of the Daqing Mountain battlefield.
Amidst the wild wind, Tingyun Shi sits on the slope, his silver helmet fallen, his long hair disheveled, sitting quietly in thought.
His eyes rested on the back of Ziling Chu, who was cleaning up the battlefield not far away and standing long.
Yuanheng Yan called out to him.
Tingyun Shi now turned his head, dragging his wounded leg and kneeling down to pay respects, Yuanheng Yan hurried to help, and heard his long-lost joking accent: “Thank you, Your Majesty, for bestowing the thirteenth prince on the last general.”
That night, Yuanheng Yan had an extremely inappropriate and strange dream inside his marching tent.
A dream past, his heart is really uneasy, surprised at their own mischief, had to take advantage of the dawn, in the military tent side quietly buried their profane pants.
When the war was over, General Shi asked Tingyun Shi to return to Wang City to recuperate from his injuries. However, everyone could guess what General Shi had in mind.
— Tingyun Shi It’s time to get married.
But back in the city for more than a year, Tingyun Shi mostly hang out with Yuanzhao Yan, there are rumors that Tingyun Shi good Dragon Yang, either with the sixth prince Yuanzhao Yan, or with the thirteenth prince Yuanheng Yan.
For some reason, Yuanzhao Yan always jokes with Yuanheng Yan about these absurd things.
Yuanheng Yan was disturbed and politely said, “Sixth brother, such nonsense rumors from the countryside should not be spread, if Su Chang knows, it is too unbecoming.”
Yuanzhao Yan covered his mouth with his golden silk fan: “Thirteenth Brother, it’s just a joke. But tell me, if Yun Ting had to choose between you and me, who would Yun Ting choose?”
Yuanheng Yan forced himself to restrain the impulse in his heart: “Please be careful with your words, Sixth Imperial Brother.”
That night, Yuanheng Yan according to his habit to go to bed early, but the heart can not help but think, if it is often to choose, will be the sixth brother, the two of them since childhood is considered not to fight, there are many things to say, the sixth brother is lively ……
For this reason, he fell asleep a full hour late.
The next day, Yuanheng Yan, who was dizzy, thought, “I am really a mediocre person.
The Toki family has a family business to inherit, and Tingyun Shi is sure to be with a woman.
However, Tingyun Shi in Wang City for a full year and a half, the emperor repeatedly asked, and the second uncle of the Shi family often asked the matchmaker to come to the door to say marriage, the threshold of the General’s house are going to break, but Tingyun Shi all politely refused, completely uninterested in this.
Shortly after Yuanheng Yan heard that his father was planning to give Tingyun Shi a wedding, bad news arrived outside of Zhennanguan.
General Jinghong Shi died a violent death, due to hemlock.
The vice admiral found hemlock poison in the general’s buns that day, and the cook cried out injustice, but was killed by the angry generals who thought he was a traitor to Nan Southern.
The general has always been careful, every time you eat, are silver needles to test the poison, so no one knows how the hemlock poison was mistakenly eaten by the general.
When the bad news came, the emperor thought of his love for Jinghong Shi when he was a young student and was so angry and anxious that he vomited blood.
Yuanheng Yan’s heart was in his thoughts, and after serving his illness as usual, he hesitated, but left the palace and went to the general’s residence.
He was greeted by Yeshu Li, who, with red eyes, said that Zi Gong was drunk and Ling A was accompanying him.
Tingyun Shi gave herself a night to get drunk.
Yuanheng Yan asked Ah Shu not to pass on, and walked alone slowly to outside Tingyun Shi house.
He heard Tingyun Shi talking, actually talking about Yuanzhao Yan.
Tingyun Shi said, “…… I know what Zhao Yuan has in mind. When he was a child, he thought he had the power to fight for the throne, so he wanted to make up with me. The new king will be crowned in the future, so he can have a peaceful life. I know he is always calling you names, but he is really not a bad person ……”
Yuanheng Yan was surprised.
He talked a little too much with this boy.
He wanted to go in and stop it, but unconsciously stood still and tried to wait for him to say himself.
However, half a day of hard work, he only waited for a simple comment: ” Heng Yuan , he …… has a promising future ……”
“For the emperor, for my father, for both of them, I want to ……” the person inside struggled to get up, but then went soft back to the bed, “Yan family’s rivers and mountains, Tingyun Shi to guard ……”
Ziling Chu’s voice came from inside: “Zi Gong, don’t make any noise, go to bed early.”
“…… Ling A .” After a long pause, Yuanheng Yan heard Tingyun Shi say in a muffled voice with a sobbing voice, ” Ling A, I don’t have a father anymore.”
Yuanheng Yan heart cut like a pain, just to push the door into the interior, then heard a similar kissing sucking sound from inside.
Then he heard Ziling Chu whisper, “Zi Gong, don’t be sad. Ziling will go with Zi Gong to Nan Southern, follow him in life and in death, and we will not be disappointed.”
Yuanheng Yan’s face turned pale and he almost fled the general’s residence, only to accompany his sickly father from afar on the day Tingyun Shi led his army out of Wang City and watched Tingyun Shi leave.
Since then, Yuanheng Yan has only heard about Tingyun Shi from war reports.
Until the time of his death, Yuanheng Yan regretted that he had not been able to have a proper conversation with him when he left the city.
……
Xiaochi Chi can even feel every bit of pain and love of the original owner, Tingyun Shi, so clearly.
He regards Yuanzhao Yan Yuanheng Yan as his best friend, but he only loves Ziling Chu in his heart.
Ziling Chu is the diamond in the rough that he has polished.
At first, he wanted to help him get out of slavery, but later, the diamond was so eye-catching that it unknowingly took away his entire sight.
However, male style in the eyes of the world is only a not too elegant hobby, the family tradition, and never allow concubinage.
Tingyun Shi does not want to involve other girls, and does not want to tell Ziling Chu about her heart, which will mess up his heart.
And the death of his father instantly catapulted him to a high position he never thought he would be in before.
He came to Zhennanguan and hastily took over the Nan Southern military affairs.
After the death of his father, Nan Southern people immediately moved, it is entirely possible to guess which side of the forces behind the poisoning assassination.
Beifu military discipline is strict, the first change of general, although not to chaos, but inevitably secretly worried:
The young general has been in battle, has been a war general vanguard, in the army but some prestige, but never served as a marshal position.
Does Tingyun Shi really have what it takes to lead the entire Beifu Army?
Tingyun Shi never shows a hint of vulnerability in front of others, and occasionally, when drinking with the soldiers, he has the heart to tell some funny stories about the old days in Wang City, laughing with the soldiers.
Until one time, after a deadly battle between the mountains of Zuobir, his lieutenant Ziling Chu was lost in the battle.
Tingyun Shi, who was always as steady as a mountain, lost his cool for the first time and rushed out of his tent on a night of heavy rain and rode out into the mountains, turning over the bodies one by one, trying to find Ziling Chu.
His playmate since he was twelve years old, his diamond in the rough, the only person he could pour his heart out to in the army, his ……
As he pulled up a body covered in blood, he suddenly heard a surprised voice from behind him, “…… Zi Gong ?”
Ziling Chu was hit in the back by a saber during the melee, fainted, lay in the dead for a long time, and was awakened by heavy rain.
Tingyun Shi was overwhelmed by a wave of ecstasy at the loss.
He heard his voice, and without a word, he stumbled forward, grabbed Ziling Chu’s sludge-stained hair, and kissed him straight on.
That night, as the rain continued to fall, Tingyun Shi, who had fallen in the mud, choked on water while kissing him and coughed violently.
He wanted to indulge himself for a while.
Tonight, only tonight would be good.
He called him, ” Ling A .”
Ziling Chu patted him on the back: ” Zi Gong, I have a name, call me Ziling Chu.”
Tingyun Shi gritted his teeth and said in a muffled voice: ” Ziling Chu , you have a wound on your back, Zi Gong Xu you …… come up.”
The person in front of him froze for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed a small scar at the corner of his eye and bent his eyes:” Zi Gong …… General, I have offended a lot, I hope please forgive me.”
That night, Tingyun Shi returned to the camp with Ziling Chu and a few wounded soldiers who were left behind.
The two share a ride, anyone can not see any clues.
Only when he dismounted, Ziling Chu gave Tingyun Shi a hand without a word.
Tingyun Shi stared at him in anger and amusement, gritted her teeth and endured the discomfort and stepped into the tent, but a big stone fell from her heart.
He thought Ziling Chu had no interest in him, so he didn’t want to make it clear, but he thought he shared his feelings.
For Tingyun Shi, who is always in the gloom, but is still trying to hold on, this is enough comfort.
The Nan Southerners seemed to be able to anticipate every move of the Beifu Army, and their tactics were poisonous and vicious. Southern’s 9,000-strong cavalry army was overwhelmed with 5,000 troops at Bai Lwing Valley, and gradually built up a reputation in the army.
The soldiers say that a tiger’s father has no dog’s son, and General Shih has indeed the style of his father.
The pain of losing his father is gradually being overshadowed by the situation that tilts toward victory.
Nan Southern has been losing the opportunity it has worked so hard to gain.
One day, Tingyun Shi was reading a letter in his tent.
Coincidentally, two of his best brothers, wrote in succession on the same day.
Yuanzhao Yan asked him about the recent situation, dead or not, dead, there is no need to return.
Tingyun Shi wrote the word “no” all over the top of a sheet of paper, and a reply was declared complete.
Yuanheng Yan wrote to ask him if he was well, turning a letter into an elegantly worded and archaic ekphrastic essay.
Tingyun Shi again top frame, wrote a full “good” word, handed to his lieutenant, let him send, suddenly heard outside the report, said the battle is over, as expected, Beifu Army won, Chu vice general chase after the victory, led the troops to chase a small group of remnants and go.
Tingyun Shi threw his pen and scolded Hulai: “The poor man is not forced, how many times have I told him!”
He stood up, “Vice Admiral Sun, order a team of personal soldiers to go with me to meet them, just in case.”
Vice Admiral Sun, who had followed his former commander Jinghong Shi since he was a young man, was more generous and could not help the young general’s impetuosity.
…… young general is ultimately a military background, has long been accustomed to personal conquest, always refused to sit comfortably in the tent.
Tingyun Shi went away on horseback, but on the path he was pursuing, he came across a trap where he had won a great victory.
The trap pit is a chain formation, when you first enter it, the camouflage above the trap is stronger, the further forward, the more fragile the camouflage laid on the trap, and when the lead troops notice it is often too late, the trap has collapsed under their feet, and the trap is also walked over by a succession of horses’ hooves step loose, a trap is a large area.
Although Tingyun Shi immediately called off the rear guard when he sensed something was wrong, the shouts and arrows that fell in all directions took the lives of most of the soldiers in a flash.
Tingyun Shi was not in the coverage of the rain of arrows, but only two iron feather arrowheads carved with Nan Southern eagle’s head accurately shot through his shoulders on both sides, shooting him off the horse, the intention to capture him alive is obvious.
There is an ambush?
Is it premeditated?
But how could the Nan Southerners have known that Ziling Chu would come after them with his troops?
How is Ziling Chu doing?
Tingyun Shi did not think much about it, struggling to get up, gritting his teeth to pull out the feather arrowhead, to grab the horse side of the silver – gun, but suddenly felt a blackness in front of his eyes.
…… The arrows are quenched with poison!
In the midst of dizziness, Tingyun Shi held his gun to the ground to stabilize his body, but in the end, he was unable to resist the effects of the drug and slowly slid to his knees.
The sky is spinning, there are shadows in front of his eyes.
He braced himself to look up, only to see someone who made you think you were in a nightmare.
Ziling Chu stood in the midst of a small army of Nan Southern attire, still wearing the armor of a Beifu Army adjutant general, and bowed down with a smile in his eyes: “Zi Gong, Ziling Chu has offended me, I hope you will forgive me.”
In the 19th year of Jianping, an expedited war report came into Wang City.
Beifu Army Major General Tingyun Shi was betrayed by Vice General Ziling Chu and captured in Nan Southern.
At that time, even Nan Southerners thought that Ziling Chu was just a lucrative barking dog.
Ziling Chu was led to King Nan Southern to receive praise for his great achievements, but he revealed to himself that he had killed General Jinghong Shi.
It was he who put hemlock on Tingyun Shi’s family letter, and asked his trusted soldiers who were in the main camp and whom he had trained during the war to deliver the letter to Jinghong Shi when he was having dinner.
He knew that General Jinghong Shi had the habit of turning the pages with saliva while reading, and when he opened the letter, he had the hemlock poison in his hand, and he could conceal it by mixing it with the food he poured out afterwards.
The king of Nan Southern was overjoyed and was announcing a big reward for him when Ziling Chu showed a token in public and said in a shocking way that he was doing all this for Nan Southern.
…… He is the son of the king of Nan Southern, the true honor of the royal son.
His mother was the second youngest daughter of an imperial family in Zhennanguan.
A dozen years ago, at the time of war, Nan Southern people fought over Zhennanguan, Miss Chu was taken to rape – rape, because of her beauty, was offered layer by layer, for the Nan Southern king “exclusive”.
The Beifu Army then returned and attacked the Nan Southern King’s camp, which he abandoned, leaving behind two women who were already in their sixties.
Miss Chu was rescued by Beifu Army, received the silver, but no face to return home, want to abort is also too late, on the way back to her hometown when she was dawdling, in a mountain suddenly moved, abdominal pain more than, just when she was desperate, she met a woodcutter in the mountains of the widower, was saved by him, after several hardships, finally gave birth to a child.
Woodcutter gentle nature, character is not bad, Miss Chu is nowhere to go, the two are poor people, so together to make a companion.
Ziling Chu looks just like her mother, especially with her smiling eyes, which are uncharacteristically Nan Southern.
He to Chu for the surname, by Miss Chu since the upbringing, and intelligent very, when five years old will be sent to the mountain town of private school to study.
When he was eight years old, a woodcutter took Ziling Chu to the market and a fortune-teller who was passing by divined his fortune, saying that Ziling Chu’s fortune was too hard and that he would be a fatalist to his father and mother and to his relatives and friends.
Woodcutter did not care, the trigram as a joke to Miss Chu listened, who thought but seven days, in a rainy night, the woodcutter hit a bundle of firewood, hurried to home when, rolled down the hill, fell and broke both legs, was found three days later, his limbs have festered, with a stretcher back home, struggling for several days, and finally died.
Miss Chu was devastated. She fell ill.
Before she became so ill that she lost consciousness and died, she finally poured out her suffering for the past few years to her son who knew nothing about it.
He is the son of a barbarian, to get this is not what she wanted, and grind her good man easily found, Miss Chu know they should not hate an innocent child, but can not help but hate.
Before dying, Miss Chu grabbed his hand, calling out hate, not knowing whether to hate life, or hate people.
And Ziling Chu buried his mother and got the jade pendant that the Nan Southern king left in the camp in haste when he escaped.
The mother hid the jade pendant in order to avoid running out of money on her way back to her hometown, so she could pawn some money.
More than a decade later, he stood in the Nan Southern court with this jade pendant, and calmly invented the story that his mother was very close to the Nan Southern king, and that after the Nan Southern king left, his mother carefully kept this object and used it to look at it every day to remember.
He, on the other hand, has been infiltrating the general’s residence for several years and is only trying to meet his mother with a heart of pure filial piety, wanting to serve Nan Southern and one day return to Nan Southern and do justice to her.
The father and son of the Toki family is his long-prepared nomination.
Many courtiers in the court congratulated the king of Nan Southern, who was overjoyed and recognized him with great enthusiasm.
He does not remember the Central Plains woman’s name, but the jade pendant is his, and he would like to believe that there is a silly woman willing to give birth to his son, years of love, until death.
What’s more, Jinghong Shi and Tingyun Shi, two of the Nan Southern king’s biggest problems, one dead and the other captured, are real events that cannot be faked.
These were all mentioned in his joking conversations with Tingyun Shi after his imprisonment.
Ziling Chu turned in front of Tingyun Shi and displayed his magnificent robe: ” Zi Gong, look, is this a beautiful outfit?”
He said, “If I had only taken the jade pendant to defect when I was young, I was afraid I would have been thrown out with a messy stick.”
He said, “How can I, an unworthy bastard, wear such clothes and be so valued? All that Ziling has received is due to Zi Gong’s great kindness, and Ziling Chu will never forget it.”
Tingyun Shi, who was heavily shackled and had his mouth stuffed with mace, only smiled coldly at the words.
He is long past the point of despair.
When she first woke up, Tingyun Shi almost went crazy at the sight of her surroundings.
He did not want to believe what he had seen before he fell into a coma until Ziling Chu himself came to him and revealed the fire-painted seal that had been hidden by the soldiers and tainted with hemlock afterwards.
The words Tingyun Shi are branded on the fire paint.
Soo often, is his father’s expectation of him, may he be vegetarian like snow, always ready.
It was precisely because it was his cherished Soo who sent the letter that my father opened it without precaution, and read it even during meals.
At the sight of this object, Tingyun Shi gradually quieted down.
He looked at Ziling Chu , his voice hoarse: “…… why then. I, Tokiya, what is wrong with you.”
“The Toki family has treated me extremely well.” Ziling Chu’s smiling eyes curved as he said, “But you treat me well, but it’s just a handout from the top to the slave. If I can be a prince, I can clearly overpower Yuanzhao Yan, so why do you want me to serve tea and be a lieutenant for the rest of my life? I also want my mother to know that she doesn’t deserve to hate me, that I can make her look good behind me and become a queen, a woodcutter can’t, he can’t.”
Tingyun Shi thought of the promise of the past, thought of the rainy night that poured also similar.
Ziling Chu has been his master and servant for many years, so it was easy to guess what he was thinking through his expression.
He smiled and bent down, gazing into his eyes: “It is inevitably lonely in the military camp, and it is my duty to serve the general for a night. Do you regret it? Think you should have been on top that night?”
Tingyun Shi suddenly burst into muffled laughter, refusing to stop until he choked violently.
Seeing Tingyun Shi’s posture, Ziling Chu froze, and his tone was a little more tentative: “…… Zi Gong, you’re not really in love with me, are you?”
Tingyun Shi did not give him an answer.
Ziling Chu had already humiliated him enough, and he really didn’t need to add to that humiliation.
Ziling Chu did not kill him, but locked him in his tent and sealed his mouth so that he would not bite his tongue.
He kept Tingyun Shi, so that he could witness his glory.
Tingyun Shi also learns more about Ziling Chu from his time in captivity.
After nearly a decade of being a slave, Ziling Chu was extremely disgusted with the word “slave”, but his brothers, who grew up next to King Nan Southern, looked down on him and often referred to him as “a dog raised by Central Plains people”, “a dirty slave” and “a bastard”. “Ziling Chu was able to act tolerant outside, but when he returned to his tent, he would take out his anger on him.
After becoming a royal son, Ziling Chu no longer needs to hide himself, especially in front of his former Zi Gong Tingyun Shi.
He laughs as he pinches Tingyun Shi’s face and makes him call himself a slave, while insulting and taking what he wants.
Tingyun Shi’s body is weak and he torments her to death several times, but she never lets go, which often makes Ziling Chu more and more furious, and then he hits her several times harder, until Tingyun Shi faints from exhaustion.
In the end, Tingyun Shi didn’t even want to die.
At this point, to die is to admit defeat.
Soon after, Ziling Chu began his long-planned counterattack.
Ziling Chu followed Tingyun Shi to the battlefield as his second-in-command and learned the secret matters of the Beifu Army and the topography of the pass. While Tingyun Shi was on the sand table, Ziling Chu was looking at the opposite direction and deducing the steps of the attack.
He had prepared for so long to lead the Nan Southern Army to counterattack the Central Plains.
The border was always guarded by the Shi family. With the Shi family declining, the marshal lacked talent, and the marshal in a hurry was not able to establish prestige in the Beifu Army, so Ziling Chu took advantage of the heat and used the art of war that Tingyun Shi had granted him to take down Zhennanguan.
Ziling Chu brings Tingyun Shi with him every time he crosses a city, seemingly to torment him.
He made it.
Tingyun Shi was tortured and tortured day by day, and Ziling Chu would come to his tent after the war and abuse him.
He fell on Tingyun Shi and said, “Zi Gong, you have returned to your homeland. Are you happy in the scorched earth of your homeland? How do you feel?”
Tingyun Shi did not say a word until he fainted through clenched teeth.
In the daze, he felt a hand gently caressing his face, and the voice ringing in his ears was a long-lost gentle one.
“…… Zi Gong, Zi Gong, why can’t you give a soft word. If you give in, I will treat you well.”
A few months later, the city of Dui was broken.
Tingyun Shi, who was sleeping in the tent during the day, was inexplicably carried out of the tent by two strong Nan Southerners.
Outside the tent is Ziling Chu’s smiling face.
He said, “I can’t believe that Zi Gong is an old acquaintance of mine guarding the drainage city. Zi Gong, come and meet me.”
When Yuanzhao Yan, who was in an iron shackle, was pushed in front of Tingyun Shi, they looked at each other for a long time and were speechless.
After several years, no one would dare to imagine that when they see their old friends again, they will look like this.
Tingyun Shi is the first time to see Yuanzhao Yan wearing battle armor, which is really a bit funny and does not look as good as the purple satin silk clothes he likes to wear.
Ziling Chu coughs softly, interrupting the two of them from looking at each other.
He came to Tingyun Shi’s side, crouched down, pointed at Yuanzhao Yan, and said, “Want him to live?”
Tingyun Shi’s face changed.
Ziling Chu showed a mischievous smile: “You say to him, ‘Little slave humble, see the emperor son’, or ‘Little slave humble, dare not defile the emperor son ten thousand gold body’, I will consider it. ”
Yuanzhao Yan had a huge shock around his body.
He has a good ear, which is meant to be used to appreciate the music of the court, the horns and the horns, and to indulge in leisure, but now he is listening to Ziling Chu’s teasing and insults to his former friend.
“Go ahead.” Ziling Chu smiled at Tingyun Shi and said, “If you say it, I will spare his life.”
Tingyun Shi hesitated for the first time.
In the past six months, he has been humiliated, no matter how painful it is inside, but never once showed weakness.
However, if Yuanzhao Yan ……
While he was hesitating, Yuanzhao Yan suddenly rose up and struggled wildly despite the shackles.
He growled at the top of his lungs, “Timothy, don’t you dare kneel to me!”
“Tingyun Shi, why do you think the Sixth Master befriended you! It’s because your last name is Shi! Your surname is Shi!”
“…… Do you think I, Yuanzhao Yan, am still your best friend? No! Not from the beginning!”
Tingyun Shi stared at him blankly.
Yuanzhao Yan said all the facts that Tingyun Shi had known since she was a child.
Tingyun Shi can understand his use, but he never thought that Yuanzhao Yan would feel guilty for the calculating heart he had when we first met, and even thought that if he said such a small selfishness, Tingyun Shi would not humiliate himself for him.
Yuanzhao Yan’s words are determined to die: “If you dare to kneel me, I will immediately bite my tongue!”
Ziling Chu waved his hand in a sullen manner, surrounded by seven or eight sturdy Nan Southern soldiers rushed up together, surrounded Yuanzhao Yan, punching and kicking, the sound of sore muscles and bones dislocation was incessant.
Tingyun Shi was dumbfounded for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he yelled out loud, “Stop! You–”
Ziling Chu played with the jade pendant on his waist and stood to one side as if he was waiting for something.
Tingyun Shi fell to his knees with a plop and knocked heavily to the ground twice, blood spilling directly: ” Ziling Chu , please, spare him …… give him a pain, I beg you, please!”
Ziling Chu squatted down and said curiously, ” Zi Gong , I told you to beg, why didn’t you beg?”
Tingyun Shi vaguely heard the sound of the knife into – body, jealousy: ” Zhao Yuan …… you spare him, I listen to everything you ……”
Ziling Chu, after enjoying his head bowed and begging for mercy, his heart was happy, before he asked: “He used to loathe me so much and despise me. Now that he’s in my hands, why should I spare him?”
Tingyun Shi tried to jump on Yuanzhao Yan, but the shackles prevented him from moving at all.
He watched and listened to Yuanzhao Yan, who had lost his voice.
He watched the group of Nan Southerners disperse and watched Yuanzhao Yan kneel on a plaque that was on fire, dead.
He heard someone say that this prince’s eyes were also too wide open before he died and looked scared.
Some people also said that it is said that this kind of death in vain is extremely heavy, will use the eyes to remember to kill his people’s appearance, after death to go to the king of hell to sue, have to dig the eyes, in order to solve the brake.
That night, Ziling Chu put Yuanzhao Yan’s body in the same tent with Tingyun Shi.
After one night, Tingyun Shi was close to insanity.
Half a year later, Wang City was broken and the imperial family fled north, leaving Yuanheng Yan, the thirteenth prince behind, to be captured alive as the city was broken.
After Ziling Chu imprisoned them in the Heavenly Prison, he brought Yuanheng Yan to see Tingyun Shi.
At first sight, Yuanheng Yan could not believe that Tingyun Shi was still alive, and his face, which had been solemn since he was captured, finally showed a hint of volatility.
He stepped forward and gently patted Tingyun Shi’s shoulder as if he was afraid of waking a beautiful dream.
However, Tingyun Shi, as if bitten by a poisonous snake, fell to the ground and kowtowed more than once: “The little slave is lowly and does not dare to defile the body of the emperor. …… My slave is too lowly to sully your son’s body.”
…… Heng Yuan , I don’t care anymore.
You have to live.
Don’t be like Zhao Yuan, don’t be like Zhao Yuan.
Yuanheng Yan was frozen on the spot, and met with Tingyun Shi’s trembling eyes, his heart twisted in pain, and his eyelashes dropped, hiding the cold light under his eyes.
Ziling Chu was satisfied and left Yuanheng Yan and Tingyun Shi in prison. He went to the palace, where he used to walk with his head down, to choose a nice palace for his family Zi Gong.
Who would have thought that night, Yuanheng Yan escaped from prison.
He is no matter how can not cross the outside, the heavenly prison is heavily guarded, even if he steps out, will be ten thousand crossbows through the heart.
After all, Ziling Chu did not care much about Yuanheng Yan’s death, not only did he not restrain him, but also provided him with bedding and tea sets, clearly expecting him to hang himself with a sheet or slit his wrists with a tealight.
As Ziling Chu thought, Yuanheng Yan crushed a tealight, chose the sharpest piece, and used the lockpicking trick Tingyun Shi had developed as a child to silently break open the cage he was in, and before the guards noticed anything unusual, he unlocked Tingyun Shi’s cage again and slowly and methodically re-snapped the chains, locking himself to Tingyun Shi was locked in one place.
Tingyun Shi was feverish and drowsy when he saw the familiar young man walking in front of him, his hair slightly disheveled and bloodied at the corners of his mouth.
He quirked his lips and muttered the words he had said countless times in his nightmares.
A warm hand on the back of his neck, soothing like two squeezes, as if to comfort him, do not be afraid, do not be afraid.
The whirlwind, a little sharp against his throat, dry and sharp, a knife cut throat.
The youth of Wang City, the only one in the spring, lay in his arms covered in blood, silent.
Yuanheng Yan held his shoulders, listening to the noisy footsteps outside, put the broken porcelain piece against his neck, and whispered in his ear: ” Tingyun Shi, Yuanheng Yan has been thinking about you for a long time. But you don’t know.”
After that, Yuanheng Yan took Tingyun Shi’s corpse in his arms and slowly slit his own throat amidst the gradual noise of footsteps.
…… Wang City’s springtime, never to be repeated.
