The Governor is Sick

It was dark and rainy. The forest was dark, and the horses were all dark shadows. The branches were mad and mad, and the leaves were wrapped in the wind and held straight to the face. The hat was no longer used, and the cold raindrops crackled on his face. Xia Houxi could hardly open his eyes, and followed the horse in front of him with a stuffy head.

The king's carriage was trapped in the mud pit, and everyone got off the cart, and Xia Houyi helped push back. In the pouring rain, everyone shouted the horns together, and the prince of the carriage in the carriage pushed his fat white face out of the curtain and was smashed back by the rain. The carriage of Fu Wang ’s carriage was thick and extremely heavy, and it was hard to push it. Xiahou gritted his teeth and pushed forward desperately, sending it forward, and the splashed mud was thrown on his face. The carriage came out smoothly Got a pit.

Before he could wipe his face, he hurried to the horse, and Situ handed him a papa when he passed by. The road really couldn't be rushed. Fortunately, he arrived in a village. King Fu ordered to rest here. Shen Ye had no opinion, and the forty of his party entered the village. The richest members of the village welcomed them outside, and the three-in and three-out house was still not large enough. Xia Houyi and Fanzi all paved the ground in the shrine. Only Shen Zhen and Fu Wang have separate houses.

The rain was getting heavier, and the mountains were dormant in the night. The tiles on the house crackled and cracked, and the whole shrine shook in the wind and rain. Xia Hou was awake and restless, and opened his eyes to see that everyone couldn't sleep, and tossed and turned on the shop. Xia Houzhen was uneasy. He stood up and walked to the door, opened the door and took a look. The water outside was already deep in his ankles, and he could wash his feet by sitting on the threshold.

"Afraid that there will be a flood, who will tell you to take charge?" Xia Houyi asked.

"No," someone said, "Chen Yuanwai said that their village does this every year, and no one has sent a flood of water. Maybe it will stop in a while, and wait."

"How is the terrain here?" Xia Houyi asked again. "If the flood comes, the whole village will be flooded in half an hour, and we must know where to go."

"I don't know. It's too dark to see clearly." Another fan answered.

The night was very dark, and there was a layer of veil on all sides. I could only see the shadow of the tree shaking on the ground, and the world was full of heavy rain. Xia Houyi hesitated for a while, but decided to get dressed to look for Shen Ye.

When I first went out, I just hit Situ Jin. Xia Hou shouted apologize, Situ nodded his head slightly, nodded into the house, and said, "He is in charge of the order, the rain is too heavy, the terrain here is low, it seems that the water will rise. You take the horse up the mountain and go east , Where the terrain is high, find a safe place to camp and make sure to keep the horses. "

Fanzi answered, Situ Jin said again, "The rest will follow me and help His Highness go up the mountain."

"The mountain road is too narrow, can't the carriage be carried?" Xia Houzhen followed Situ Jin and asked.

Situ nodded his head, and frowned, "The horse can't carry him, it can only be carried by someone."

Eight people carried bamboo chairs back and forth, and Fu Wang sat on the top of his umbrella, looking from a distance that the eight people carried a mountain. Shen Yan walked beside him wearing a sackcloth, his face was very unsightly. The cool raindrops flowed into the clothes along the gaps of the clothes, Shen Yun was irritable, and wished to clean the body of Fu Wang before taking him up the mountain.

There was a sound of thunder over the mountain, like a huge roller driving across the sky. Shen Ye's look suddenly changed, the houses around him opened one after another, and the villagers ran out from there, and some even ran towards the mountain like no clothes and shoes. Someone slammed the gong, hissing and shouting, "Water is here! Water is here! Everyone, run away!"

Fanzis tried hard to rush forward, but they couldn't run fast with the things on them, and the road was narrow and crowded. Seeing everything in sight, a white line appeared between the obsessives, and the line was overwhelmingly pressed, only to find that it was like a wall, rushing into the mountains, smashing and dying. The Maoding mud-walled house was lying all over, and even the mansion outside Chen Chen was not spared. The tree fell, and the chickens, ducks, pigs, and cattle were rushed out, throwing feathers and hoofs into the crowd.

Fanzi was scattered, and Fu Wang disappeared. Shen Ye was also wrapped in a torrent, and a saliva swept in, unable to breathe. The water is dark, and between light and darkness, there are shoe shells, wooden boards, and human shadows. Shen Min reached out and grabbed nothing, only Zhang Huang sank helplessly.

A dark shadow rushed over, the clothes were pulled by something vigorously, Shen Yan was pulled up, his head came out of the water, took a few sips of water, and finally breathed.

"Shen Yun! How are you!"

Open your eyes and see, it's the obstructing guy. Shen Yan wiped his face, and turned around and pierced into the water.

The collar was dragged by the man, and Shen Yun turned back angrily, shouting, "What are you doing!"

Xia Houyi also yelled, "My mother-in-law still wants to ask you what to do! Go east! What kind of energy do you go westward!"

"Fu Wang! Fu Wang is still in the water!"

"That fat man is so heavy, how can you save it!" Xia Houxi was about to collapse. "Your brain is flooded!"

Shen Yan gritted his teeth and shouted, "I must save!"

After that, he dropped his head and swam westward regardless of it. Without swimming for a while, another flood rushed in, and he lost his balance again. In the current, his waist was tightly clasped by one hand, his head and face were pressed tightly by the other, and his back was firmly against the chest behind him. Inside the water, all sounds seemed far away, but he seemed to be able to hear a heart beating next to his ears, just a moment, very stable and powerful.

Xia Houyi's back seemed to hit something, he heard Xia Houyi snorted, and then they stopped drifting. Xia Houyu lifted him up, he wiped the water off his face, and opened his eyes with great effort, only to see Xia Houyu's clothes caught by an outstretched branch, which happened to save them.

Xia Houyu asked him to go up the tree first and climbed up after him. This is an ancient tree, withered, with bare branches, but thick enough and strong enough to survive the flood. The trunk was rough and rough, and was washed by the rain, like a layer of oil, shining brightly.

Xia Houyu squatted on a branch and twisted the water on his clothes. Under the feet is a flowing stream of water, with broken wooden boards, extinguished lanterns, baskets, and even the bodies of people and animals passing below. Looking up, in the dark night, the water covered everything, sparkling, and occasionally a few remaining tile roofs popped out, like lonely boats, trembling in the howling wind.

Shen Yan squatted beside him, his face was always gloomy, but finally the thought of getting into the water to find the fat man was finally dispelled.

"Fu Wang is here," Xia Houyi said suddenly.

Shen Yi looked for a moment, looking down in the direction of Xia Hou's finger. A fat body passed by the water flowing under the tree. The facial features on his face were not clear.

Shen Yun: "..."

King Fuk was dead, and the most important part of his plan was broken.

He entered the capital with a false imperial decree to bless the king Guangfu, and the princely king Wuyi entered Beijing. He would be detained at that time. If the false imperial decree was searched out again, he would be charged with an intent to rebel. Although the old emperor gave him the tiger amulet and asked him to protect His Royal Highness, King Fu was the eldest son after all. Where could the old emperor be willing to give up the son. But King Blessing didn't die, how could His Royal Highness sit safely on a dragon chair? As long as the charge of rebellion is passed on, the old emperor cannot forget the feelings of his father and son, and the King of Blessings will never stand up.

In addition, the old emperor kicked his legs, and the Fu King died again, and Wei De had no backer to rely on.

But now, everything has been done.

Shen Yan's face was so dull that dripping water could drip. In the summer, although it was raining, it was still sultry, but she could squat beside Shen Zhen, Xia Houzhen felt very cold.

"Working in class," Xia Houyi twisted his clothes, and said, "If you want to escape, I can help you. I have experience to ensure that you can go to Daqi, no problem. By that time, you will go to Dongyang to Nanyang and follow you. "

Shen Yan glanced at him and said, "Why help me? I treat you like this, you should kill me when you get the chance. Kill me and you will be free."

Xia Hou shouted: "I killed too many people in my early years, and I was afraid of going to **** after death. Now I can accumulate virtues, and how many can be saved. It happened that you happened to be lucky."

"There is no **** in this world."

"The letter is there." Xia Houyi twisted his clothes and twisted his trouser legs. "Why not? If there is no hell, there will be no Yin Cao Difu, there will be no Yin Cao Difu. Once we and our dear love are separated forever, we will never see each other again Ah. So it's still good. "Xia Houyi smiled lonely," You're right? "

Shen Ye looked at him silently.

"Your name is Sanjiro, isn't it?"

Xia Hou nodded.

"Shang Erlang," Shen Zhen sat down leaning on the trunk and asked, "How are you doing when Xia Houzhen is alive these years?"

Xiahou gazed at the black water surface and thought, "It's very hard. His father killed his mother, he killed his father, his brother is gone, and the master is dead. The whole thing is a tragedy on earth."

Fist Shen's fist tightened. Like the news he received, Xia Houzhen had been suffering in the sea of ​​bitterness, but he was powerless.

"Does he blame me?" Shen Yan said, "Most obviously became the Governor of the East Factory, but didn't save him."

Xia Houyi gave Shen Yu a surprised look, and said, "What are you blaming for? What's the matter with you? He should tell you that you can't be right, lie in nature, take it lightly and trust nothing, everything you say That's right. "

Xiahou paused and whispered, "I'm sorry."

When Shen Man's heart shook, when the man said "I'm sorry", he seemed to really hear that Xia Houzhen was apologizing. So similar tones, so similar breath, he could hardly tell the difference. His hand was on the trunk, and his fingertips were broken without notice. The area of ​​the heart was stuffy, as if breathless. He felt pain and stood up as if he could feel better.

Bowing his head, he was seeing Xia Hou's back, a scratch wound was running across his back, and blood was still flowing, but the man just smiled, as if there were no injuries on his body.

"You are hurt." Shen frowned.

"Small injuries don't hinder things." Xia Houyi didn't care.

"Take off your clothes. Wet clothes, not well wrapped."

Xiahou was unwilling. Shen Zheng advised a few words, he just kept on. Shen frowned, no longer saying anything.

He was unwilling to take it off, and Shen Ye couldn't tear his clothes off.

After waiting for a long time, the water gradually became a lot shorter. Some people in the distance were rowing the boat. Xia Houyi shouted and waved his hand, and when people approached, they discovered that they were not a boat, but a large wooden board, and the pulp in their hands was a long piece of wood.

Xia Houyi and Shen Yi were saved. Situ made the money and let them stay overnight in the homes of several hunters on the mountain. The village underneath became a vast ocean, and under the grey sky, the water was shining. In the world of obsession, there are only a few faint lights on the mountain. The villagers were crying and grabbing the ground, and many of them lost relatives and friends overnight.

As soon as his feet were on the ground, Shen Yan turned his face and did not recognize anyone, forcing Xia Houyi to give a fan Zi Yirong, to make him look like a King of Blessing.

"Fake the prince, this is a great sin! How long can Yi Rong conceal? Besides, he is a fat man. He took off his clothes at night when he took off his clothes, and the cotton was exposed, all the stuffing was exposed!" This is no joke. "

Shen Ye holding hot tea, said lightly: "I naturally know. You don't have to worry about it, you just need to help him easy."

"I don't do it."

Shen Yan sneered: "Why, when you come back from a dead place in the water, will you not be afraid of washing the broken cone?"

"Master, I saved your life." Xia Hou laughed angrily.

"Oh?" Shen Yan glanced at him. "Our family was shocked and cold, and yesterday's things were almost forgotten."

"..."

Shen Xun finally threatened Xia Houyi with Zhu Shunzi's life, allowing Xia Houyi to help the fan easy. Xia Houyi didn't know what Shen Min's idea was, but looking at it like this, the left just let these sons pretend to be the king of blessings and go to Beijing to win. Shen Ye is really dead!

He has always been like this. Once you fight hard and fight hard, no one can beat him. Xia Houyi still remembers how he studied hard in his childhood, and how he practiced knives in the palace. That frosty boy never starred at night and never lost winter. Of course time can change a person, but something has been carved into his bones forever.

Being physically weak has not changed. Even after pouring many cups of hot tea, Shen Ming fell ill and lay in bed for a day. Situ Jin and Fanzi went to each house to discuss herbs, and made a bowl of bitter tea for him. Xia Houyi looked in through the window, and a tomb-like bag bulged on the rudimentary bed, Shen Shen slept inside, her face burning red.

Shen Ying's nest was inside the quilt. It was still covered with quilts in the summer, but he still felt cold. The thatched house of the Orion family on the mountain was smelling of hay everywhere. Boxes were placed against the wall, and a wooden table full of bugs was at the feet. The small room was packed with miscellaneous things. It also looks like an abandoned thing. The duvet was covered by others, and he felt uncomfortable because of an indescribable stench.

The night is endless, and the window is full of light, and the screens are covered with shadows of trees. Occasionally, villagers are crying, like a ghost howling.

He felt thirsty and wanted water to drink. But there was no one nearby, and Situ wished that they were all his subordinates, not his servants, and they would not serve him beside him. They felt finished when they finished filling him with medicine, waiting for dawn to wake up and continue giving orders.

He had to endure. Time passed little by little, the night seemed to be stretched, and there was no end. Whoever held his back and fed him a drink of water, sweet and clear, is the smell of well water. The kerchief on his forehead was also changed. The brow covered his forehead, and he felt the temperature of his cheeks recede.

He opened his eyes stupidly and saw a figure on the bedside, sitting on the floor with his back against the bedstand.

Is it Grandma? he thinks.

The brain seemed confused, and he seemed to be back when he was still in Xiefu many years ago. He was Xie Jinglan, Xia Houyu was his schoolboy, and he was sleeping under his bed. Come here.

After two days, the water receded and the broken village was exposed. Few houses survived, all lying down. The road was full of dead pigs, and the black body was stiff and stiff. The fallen trees lay on it, and several drowned pale bodies could be found under the dead branches.

Shen Zheng ordered the departure. His illness wasn't good, and he was a little bit burnt, but still felt slightly hot to the touch. But time did not wait, he had to rush back to the capital before the old emperor died. He asked the fans to feed their horses, pack up their tents and luggage, pack everything, and leave on time after an hour.

Xiahou frowned and said, "You're not fully cured yet. Riding on a horse, do you want to die a hundred times in the halfway?"

Shen Yan asked, "Is it you last night?"

Xiahou froze and said, "You don't need to thank you. I don't think you're taking care of it, so I just pour a few glasses of water for you."

Shen Yan squeezed the kettle tightly, and said sternly, "We don't need to worry about our family's affairs. In the future, you dare to approach our family for half a step. Our family wants your life!"

Xia Houyi: "..."

This man's brain is sick.

He ignored Shen Wei and confirmed to Situ Jin an hour later, then turned and left, not forgetting to drag Zhu Shunzi away.

Situ looked to Shen Ye and asked, "Are you not sending someone to follow him?"

Shen Yan closed his eyes and said, "Stop. We are going back to Beijing, he has no chance to rush ahead of us. Since it is harmless, let him go."

Xia Houyu and Zhu Shunzi picked up a bunch of tattered ones, including the carriage of Fu Wang's carriage. The car enclosure and roof cover had been washed away, leaving only the chassis with four carriages. Fanzi looked at him curiously. Xia Houyi and Zhu Shunzi began to cut wood and reconnect the wood and the chassis. A fanzi understood what he was doing, and came to help spontaneously.

Xia Houyi found four bamboo poles and a large linoleum, and built a flat roof on the chassis. Fanzi wiped away the water stains, the wood was soaked with water, and there was a tide. Xia Houyu went to the Orion's house and bought two quilts to spread on it. Then he brought two horses to set the yoke, and a simple carriage went to life.

Shen Ye didn't even look at it. When the hour arrived, he climbed into the horse. He was sick, his hands and feet were weak, and it took a lot of effort to climb up and sit still.

Xia Houyu called him down and asked him to ride in a carriage.

Shen Yan turned his head to look at the "carriage" with a flat-top tarpaulin. The quilt was a newly-made wedding quilt. The red peony quilt was everywhere, and the scum was soiled. Shen Ye's face was disgusting, and he said, "Start immediately and start!"

Fanzi glanced at Xia Houyi, and did not dare to disobey Shen Yi's order, and launched. Xia Houzhen took a deep breath, so that he did not have the general knowledge of the disease of the brain. After breathing out, Xia Houyi walked over and stunned Shen Fan from his horse in the shocked eyes of Fanzi, holding him in his arms.

With a straight waist and long legs, the tall and tall man held another equally tall man in his arms, and there was a strange harmony.

"Let me go!" Shen Yan gritted his teeth.

"You want to hit the ground with one butt, and I'll let go of you." Xia Houyi looked down at him.

Shen Yan smiled angrily and said, "Our family doesn't want to live anymore."

Xia Hou smiled disdainfully, "I don't want to live any longer. It doesn't matter what you clean and dig, you can do it. I want to understand, Ye Daoshan broke through the sea and fire, afraid of a fart. Don't bite your tongue and watch yourself. Are you going to die fast or my teeth fast. How about, ride a carriage? "

"I don't!" Shen Yan yelled, "Are you all dead? Not ready to take this lunatic!"

Who the **** is the lunatic?

Shen Min was so distressed that Xia Hou was so angry that he wanted to put his head on the ground.

"Shen Yun, you don't think about it for yourself, you have to think about it for your brothers! If you have a three-length, two-short, and let go yourself, you brothers will follow your birth and death, what do you let them do?"

Fanzi descended from the horse immediately, Qi Qi knelt on the ground, and said, "Please take care of your body!"

Even Situ Jin didn't move. Shen Huan was finally silent, and turned his head away, letting Xia Houyu look at his cold white face.

Xia Houyi put Shen Ying into the quilt, and Shen Ying's entire nest was inside the big red quilt, revealing a little pale face like white porcelain that had captured the moonlight.

The heavy rain passed, and the sky was as blue as a brocade woven from hang silk, and occasionally a few very thin clouds were embroidered on the satin. The faint sky shone, and the water droplets on the awning reflected brightly. The carriage was bumpy and drowsy. Xia Houyi sat on his head and chased the carriage, with a shadow over his head.

This man has the same eyes as Xia Houyi, but also has the same character, the same rudeness, and the same brutality.

Ten years. Xia Houyi should not have been 14 years old. When Shen Min met him in Liuzhou at least three years ago, he had become an assassin who blocked God and blocked Buddha. It was a peerless killer, unstoppable and unstoppable.

But this man, like the Xia Houyu who was in the cloak and rained ten years ago, walked through the years and returned to his side.

True or false, he couldn't tell. Qian Zhengde was right. Even if it is the shadow of the mirror flower, as long as it is not pierced, it is true. A ridiculous and desolate arc was drawn from the lips under the quilt, and Shen Wei said to himself, sleep, sleep over. In the dream, everything is true.