Re-embroidering life

Chapter 137 Encounter

Shui Minghua felt a gaze from behind her, and turned around to see Shen Yi standing not far away, holding the horse. His eyes seemed to be looking at her, but also seemed not to be looking at her.

"Mr. Shen?" His identity was unpredictable, Shui Minghua really didn't know how to address him, so she kept calling him Mr. Shen.

Shen Yi paused for a moment, then walked over slowly, leading the horse. Just as Shui Minghua was about to speak, his eyes had already passed her and fell on Mr. Yu.

"Xiao Yi, it's you." Mr. Yu smiled slightly, "Long time no see."

Shen Yi looked at Mr. Yu's face, then looked down at his legs and the wooden chair. His lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to speak, but something seemed to be blocking his throat, and he couldn't speak.

Shui Minghua looked at the two of them in surprise.

Mr. Yu looked at him gently, "Xiao Yi, it's all over. I'm living a good life now."

Shen Yi pursed his lips tightly and uttered three weak words after a long while: "I'm sorry."

After saying this, he seemed unable to face it any longer, and turned around and walked away, leading his horse, his pace getting faster and faster.

Mr. Yu smiled helplessly behind him and said to Minghua, "It seems that he can never get over this hurdle. In fact, I have let it go a long time ago."

Shui Minghua couldn't hide her shock and asked, "What's going on?"

Mr. Yu said vaguely: "It happened many years ago. He was still a teenager at that time. He was taken advantage of and did something wrong, which indirectly injured my leg."

Shui Minghua was shocked and curious. She was shocked that the two people she knew had such a deep connection, and she was curious about what happened back then. But seeing that Mr. Yu was unwilling to say more, she was not the type to ask questions, so she just pushed the wooden chair forward.

On the other side, Shen Yi walked out of their sight, then he leaned against a wall as if exhausted, and then slid down to the ground.

He always took errands outside the capital because he was afraid that he would meet him if he stayed in the capital for too long, but the world is so small that he would definitely meet him one day after going around in circles.

At that time, he was only twenty years old. He won the first place in the martial arts exam and joined the Imperial Guard. He was very successful and rode fast.

Most of the imperial guards were children of aristocratic families in Beijing. They bullied him because he was a foreigner and ordered him to write a poem at the welcoming banquet for the newlyweds. If he couldn't write one, he had to drink. He had practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he had read a lot of military books, but he had never memorized many poems. He drank one cup after another, and felt like he was going to die from drinking. A voice as clear as jade came to his rescue: "This little brother can't drink anymore. How about I write a poem for him?"

In his drunken eyes, he seemed to see a banished immortal, piles of stones like jade, and rows of pines like green. He could not remember the poem the banished immortal wrote, but he only remembered that the audience applauded loudly, and someone said: "Mr. Yu's poetry is the best in Beijing, and today we are lucky to hear it!"

Later, he often came to this restaurant to meet friends, and he met Mr. Yu several times. As time went by, they started chatting like old friends. One of them was a scholar, and the other was a warrior, and they had no intersection, but they were both free and easy and heroic, and they had traveled to many places. When they talked about mountains and rivers, they got along better and better, and felt like they were close friends.

The turning point occurred during a mission. That night, a fire broke out in the Imperial College, and the Imperial Guards were sent to help put out the fire. Before leaving, his superior, who was also an elder in-law of the Shen family, told him that when he arrived at the library, he should remember to drop a certain numbered scroll on the ground in the chaos, and make sure that it did not leave any trace.

He was full of doubts, but he was young after all, and a soldier's duty was to obey his superiors, so he did it without hesitation. Then, among the documents that were trampled on the ground, a "treasonous" policy paper was found, signed by Yu Wenyuan.

He didn't know who Yu Wenyuan was, but the next day, when he rode towards the Imperial Guards' Yamen, he saw a man being roughly escorted by a group of Imperial Guards. The man struggled hard and accidentally rolled down the stairs. He saw someone kick him in the chaos, and he heard the sound of bones "cracking" followed by a scream that went straight to the sky.

Shen Yi's breathing was rapid, his head was buzzing, and he could hardly stand. He finally realized that he was not Mr. Yu, but Mr. Yu!

Yu Wenyuan, born as the top scholar, is a Hanlin scholar. He is the son of Prime Minister Yu Shanhai and the brother of Concubine Yu in the palace. When he was studying at the Imperial College, he wrote a policy paper discussing the taxation issue in Jiangnan with quite fierce words. This student essay had long been buried by time, but it was dug up when the Yu family was at the peak of their power in the court. Because his words violated the interests of the Jiangnan family, he was attacked by people inside and outside the court for a while, and the Yu family and the third prince suffered a major blow.

Shen Yi hated himself for being a murderer invisibly, and hurting the person he regarded as a confidant and brother. He also hated his family, and for their own interests, they did not hesitate to participate in party struggles and become accomplices to the tiger. He was disheartened and resigned from the Imperial Guards and left Jiangxia, where he stayed for many years.

It was not until Shen Xin encouraged him to stand up again that he returned to the capital. He was planning to rejoin the Imperial Guard, but was taken to the palace by a mysterious man and met the emperor. The emperor knew his past very well and asked him to work in the Imperial Guard. The only request he made was to clear Yu Wenyuan's name, and the emperor agreed.

Afterwards, he was sent to Zhenbei Army to instigate rebellion, and then to Jiangxia to destroy Jiangxinzhou. Now he is honored and has jumped to the third-class earl, while the person he harmed can only sit in a wooden chair for the rest of his life, and will never have the demeanor of the past.

He felt like there was a big hole in his chest, and the wind was whistling out of it without any obstruction. He had thought that as long as he worked hard for the emperor and helped Mr. Yu clear his name one day, this hole would be filled. When he saw his legs today, he realized that this hole would accompany him for the rest of his life.

He lowered his head, led the horse in a lost state, and walked alone in the sunset. Although he was walking in a busy city, he felt like he was in a lonely wilderness. The shadows of the man and the horse were stretched very long, like two lonely wounds, spreading wantonly on the barren land, and could never heal.

Ji Zixuan's case was investigated very quickly. The charges were fabricated, but in the end no evidence was found to be true. He soon left the Censorate.

At this time, an eunuch was already waiting at the door, and he was very polite: "Mr. Ji, His Majesty invites you."

Ji Zixuan nodded. He was well prepared for today's meeting.

Following the eunuch through the numerous palaces and pavilions and into the palace room covered with thick velvet carpets, Ji Zixuan was surprised to realize that the place where the emperor would meet him today was not in the imperial study, but in the palace where he lived.

The emperor was dressed in casual clothes today and looked no different from an ordinary middle-aged man. Even the sharpness in his eyes had faded. He looked calm, even a little tired.

Ji Zixuan didn't dare to act rashly and knelt down to pay his respects.

The emperor called him up and sighed, "Zixuan, recently I often think of what we looked like when we were young."