MTL - The Words of the Number One-Chapter 68 obituary

It didn't take long for the "Du Shixi" to attack us. The lady came with her uncle, and she cried to the uncle that she just bumped Ji Yu and took the fruit to make amends. But suffered Ji Yu's verbal insult.

There were so many of them on the boat, Ji Yu and I were surrounded by servants, the uncle insisted on asking Ji Yu to apologize to the miss, yelling that there is no such thing as heaven and earth, even a down-and-out gentry like us dare to come and challenge Doctor Qing’s house, look at this posture Even if the apology is over, there will still be a beating before it can be settled.

Although Ji Yu did despise Mrs. Du in words, they didn't seem to be ashamed at all about the reason for the contempt, which shows that even the shameless people in Weiguo are shamelessly straightforward.

Ji Yu was not afraid to see so many of them, she leisurely protected me and watched the fat middle-aged man get angry, and then watched the captain who maintained order rush over.

Seeing that the captain brought a group of fellows, Uncle Du was even more proud, and loudly announced his lintel, asking the captain to drive us off the ship.

The old captain, who was over 50 years old, looked old because of years of life on the water. After listening to Du's arrogant declaration, he didn't answer, but walked up to Ji Yu calmly and saluted: "Sir."

Ji Yu nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "The fruits prepared during this time are very fresh, so I'm sorry."

"You're too polite, it should be done." The old captain turned around and said to Mrs. Du: "I'm just a worker. I can't decide who gets off the ship. I have to ask the captain to speak."

He indicated Ji Yu's direction with his palm, and said calmly, "This is the owner of this boat. Eight out of ten boats passing by on this river belong to this gentleman."

The Du family looked at Ji Yu and me dumbfounded. I was a little surprised but soon understood that Ji Yu must have made thorough preparations for acting alone, including taking her own boat.

The number of crew members naturally greatly exceeded that of Du's servants, and the situation was reversed instantly. Ji Yu shook her head with a smile, and said calmly, "How about it, can I, a down-and-out gentleman, be challenged now?"

Already losing the advantage on the scene, Uncle Du sternly said: "Why, can the owner bully others? You did something wrong in the first place, do you want to do business with the Du family in the future?"

"I won't talk about how your young lady threatened my wife with rude words. I really don't want to do business with your Du family." Ji Yu smiled slightly and said to the captain: "When the ship docks, drive them off. I don't want to see traces of the Du family's goods on this river in the future."

He looked at the Du family in a blink of an eye, and said leisurely: "If you are willing to swim over, I have no objection."

The next time the boat docked, the Du family was unceremoniously driven off. Ji Yu's actions caused quite a commotion on the boat. When the two sides confronted each other that day, there were many onlookers, and now everyone guessed Ji Yu's identity. Our middle-of-the-road room was suddenly flooded with visitors. Ji Yu asked a few crew members to guard the door, but no one was seen.

I asked him, "Since you are the owner of the ship, why did you only book one room?"

Ji Yu glanced at me, and said flatly, "I have to watch over you anytime, anywhere, in case you run away."

I was speechless for a moment.

In a few days, they arrived in the capital of the Song Dynasty. Ji Yu had a house of her own in the Song Dynasty, and Xia Wan and the others had already come here first to wait.

When Ji Yu pulled me off the boat, Xia Wan brought many servants to pick us up at the ferry, her face was worried and her brows were tightly frowned. Seeing Ji Yu, her expression didn't ease but she became even more worried. Xia Wan walked quickly to Ji Yu's side and whispered, "The news from Luoyi, the emperor passed away two days ago."

The emperor died of illness.

Ji Yu's eyes widened and she unconsciously let go of my hand. The sudden news quickly broke out of his hard shell, Ji Yu's eyes were deep, and she asked seriously: "Is the source of the news reliable?"

Xia Wan's lips moved, with a sad expression on her face: "It's... the news from Gu Ling."

Ji Yu and I couldn't help being startled.

It's fine if you talk about others, Gu Lingduan can't lie about the life and death of the emperor.

According to Gu Ling's character, he has been conscientiously loyal to the emperor for so many years, and he has not contacted Ji Yu in private since the emperor and Ji Yu broke up. Who knew that this unprecedented first encounter was actually the emperor's obituary.

Ji Yu fell into a long silence, he walked forward in a low mood, and Xia Wan immediately followed behind him and looked at me for help.

At this moment, Ji Yu's heart must be full of turmoil. He relied on hatred and anger to walk narrower and narrower all the way until today, when the emperor passed away suddenly and did not know him...

I was thinking about Ji Yu but suddenly slowed down, he turned his head and looked at me indifferently, then stretched out his hand to hold my wrist, as if he was holding me along the way to prevent me from running away. Then he walked on, but not as fast as before.

His fingertips were cold, but his strength was great.

This unusual move seemed to be a seed that pushed aside the cloudy clouds around him and stubbornly sprouted.

Ji Yu's mansion is low-key but exquisite. It's a pity that I was dragged by him through the front lobby and walked to his residence without being able to observe it carefully. Lingshang, Laiying, Mo Xiaonansu and the others looked more or less curious when they saw me, and they did not follow after saluting to Ji Yu.

After entering the residence, Ji Yu was obviously in a state of confusion, as if she was afraid that she would say inappropriate words. He called Xia Wan to give some hasty instructions, then closed the door and went straight to the intelligence.

Xia Wan glanced at Ji Yu's back worriedly, then turned her head and said to me: "Don't be afraid, the young master didn't spread the news about your escape, but just told the girls to leave things to you to do alone. So facing They don't need to be embarrassed."

He has always been so thoughtful.

I nodded my thanks, and Xia Wan continued: "There is one more thing. Before the young master went to look for you, he said that after you came back, he would no longer be his servant but his guest. The girls all know your background more or less. After the young master told you I won’t call you Azhi anymore, I’ll call you Jiujiu.”

"Miss Jiujiu, you are no longer the maidservant Ah Zhi attached to the young master, you are yourself now." Xia Wan smiled lightly.

Ji Yu raised me to an equal position with him in this way, which seemed very sincere.

But at the moment, I can't take care of this anymore. The news of the emperor's sudden death is too shocking. Speaking of this matter, Xia Wan let out a long sigh, she looked at Ji Yu's closed door and then at me, the girl who was always gentle and quiet patted my hand lightly.

"I have followed the son since I was a child, and I know that His Majesty the Son of Heaven is his heart disease, but I am relieved when you come back."

After Xia Wan finished speaking, she didn't wait for my response, so she smiled and turned around to show me my room. Ji Yu's courtyard is called Qiyi Pavilion, and my room was arranged next to his room, and it has been neatly tidied up. There was a lacquered wooden box on the table, and I went to open it and found that there were all the things I pawned on the way to escape.

"Young Master bought these back along the way, can you see if there is anything missing?" Xia Wan said in a calm tone beside her.

I picked up the jewelry, jade, and clothes in this box. At that time, I pawned half of them in Li Geng, and the rest of the things were pawned or sold in crowded areas such as post stations and wharves. No matter how hard Ji Yu looked for, there should be one or two. The file cannot be found.

But they're all here, and there's nothing bad about them.

Ji Yu is really a stubborn person...

He locked himself in the study for an entire afternoon, and didn't even open the door for Xia Wan to deliver dinner to Ji Yu at night. He just said briefly - go back, because the sentence was too short to fathom his emotions. When night fell, candles were lit in the study, and his tall and straight silhouette was printed on the window, as if he was still serious about his official duties.

I stood under the steps and looked up at his shadow on the window. The shadow was too normal. How could his back be so straight when he usually handles affairs? He should bow slightly, prop his chin with his hands and lower his brows and eyes, showing a carelessness. Only when he was stimulated and on the verge of collapse would he have such a hard back like a knife.

Just like when facing Pei Mu and Gu Ling.

Thinking of this, I unconsciously walked up the steps and stood in front of the door, but when I stretched out my hand, I suddenly woke up. What am I doing? what can i do

Comfort him, dissuade him, enlighten him, can I do these things?

what am i

He's been so gentle with me these days, am I getting carried away?

Thinking of this, I slowly lowered my outstretched hand. At this moment, the door of Ji Yu's room, which had been closed tightly for a day, suddenly opened, and the light of the candlelight in his room fell on me as the door opened. He stood behind the door with long hair in a half bob and half draped, his eyes were dark, and he looked down at me.

I didn't know how to explain it for a while, but I heard him whisper: "If you want to come in, come in."

Then he turned and went into the room and sat down behind the desk. After a little hesitation, I walked into the room and turned to close the door.

The candles in the room were brightly lit, illuminating every corner of the study clearly. Probably because I don't live there often, the study room is very simple, and there are not too many books on the bookshelves, but the table and the bookshelves are made of high-quality small red sandalwood, which is beautiful in shape, and it looks good even if it is placed there.

Dozens of sheets of white paper were spread out on the desk, and Ji Yu picked them up one by one and put them on the candle to burn, leaving only a bright spot of jumping flame in his eyes. He said: "Checking the information from all parties, he is really dead, he died of a stroke and fell down."

"It is now imperative for Song State to plan to attack Zhou. What kind of weapon can Ji Yang's trash become? At this juncture, the emperor will definitely not be able to rest assured that Zhou will be handed over to him. In other words, the emperor did not commit suicide."

Ji Yu's voice was flat, neither sad nor happy, as if stating an innocuous matter: "So he really died unexpectedly."

"He didn't live to see Zhou Fumie, so he died in an instant, and there was no pain."

Ji Yu let go of her hand, and the flimsy white paper that had been burned to ashes turned into dust and floated on the rosewood tabletop, gradually accumulating gray.

He suddenly started laughing, full of sarcasm and unwillingness, his eyes were as empty as those gray ashes.

"Why, why... why did he die like this! He hasn't suffered enough, he hasn't paid the price he deserves, he should stay up all night in pain, he should watch himself lose the most important thing with his own eyes, he should Weeping bitterly, he wants to..."

Ji Yu's voice was interrupted by me, I knelt beside him and held him in my arms, with his forehead against my shoulder, I patted his shoulder and said in a low voice, "Cry when you're sad, Ji Yu, Just cry out."

"...Oh, I'm done with my revenge, why should I...cry..." He twitched the corners of his mouth as if he wanted to laugh, but the next second my clothes were wet, at first it was just a faint drop of water, and then more and more More and more into a swamp. His body began to tremble, and he stretched out his trembling hands to grab my sleeve, buried his head in my neck, and whimpered like a young animal.

"I really want to drink...I want to get drunk...but I can't...my sister is because of..." Ji Yu grabbed my sleeve tightly, unable to speak.

He has stopped drinking, playing the piano, and practicing sword.

This protracted revenge finally ended with the sudden death of his last enemy.

But Ji Yu was not happy, he couldn't even get rid of it.

All the pain he had transferred through anger and hatred all these years came back to himself, didn't he know that even if his enemies died miserably, the people he loved would not come back?

Doesn't he know that the injury has left a deep mark on him, and it will never fade away forever?

Doesn't he know that these eleven years of revenge can't save him or anyone?

Ji Yu is such a smart person, he knew it from the beginning.

But even if he knew he had no choice, because he was Ji Yu, the proudest and most stubborn Ji Yu in the world, he would definitely take this futile revenge.

I hugged his shoulders tightly, feeling the trembling coming from him, the breath of this man pressed against my chest, which made my heart ache. I don't know when I started crying too. I hugged such a man who has gone through hardships for more than ten years but has never cried, and I cried more terribly than him.

My Ah Yao has been living in this person's body.

This person is my Ji Yu.

My Ji Yu.

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