They say it's sick

Chapter 10

After all, Zhenyuanhou's Mansion is like light in Youzhou. Even on New Year's Eve when the family reunite, they can still invite doctors to the mansion.

The several knife wounds on Yunzhi's body were indeed not fatal, but they were treated too hastily, and after a long journey back home without sleep, he developed a fever that night.Fortunately, he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, so he is physically strong, and after taking a dose of medicine, he slowly woke up.

Yun Zhi opened her eyes, turned her gaze from the room, and saw a few familiar faces, but her consciousness was still in a trance.

He had a long dream.

In the dream, there was a young child who was not as tall as the desk, standing in a room full of books, holding a book of thousand characters and reading it aloud. Yun Ji, who was still a teenager, was sitting behind the desk, distracted while reading Listen, correct or explain a few sentences from time to time.

After that, the young boy gradually turned into a teenager, galloping on the battlefield with a long sword in his hand, full of vigor, and Yunji also turned into a young man, reading books, learning about ancient and modern times, and becoming an official in the court.

The young man personally sent Yunji to the carriage to the capital, vowing that he would practice martial arts well and shoulder the mission of the Yun family, but he couldn't help but be reluctant to let him go back home earlier.

Yunji patted the boy on the shoulder lightly, smiled and said "OK".

Later, in the vast snowfield, bandits attacked and the carriage overturned.

The sharp arrow pierced through Yunji's body, and blood gushed out little by little, congealing into blood-red ice crystals.His complexion gradually turned pale, and finally he closed his eyes and lost his breath.

The boy in the dream is Yun Zhi, but it seems that he is not Yun Zhi.

Even though it was from a spectator's perspective, one could still feel the heart-piercing pain.

The corners of the eyes were wet and there were still wet tears. Yun Zhi wanted to reach out to touch it, but Chen Jin quickly pressed it down: "There are injuries on your body, don't move around."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and ordered the servants: "Send a message to Lord Hou and the others, saying that the young master is awake, so they can rest assured."

It was probably due to the fever, and there was a dull pain in the forehead, Yunzhi got used to it for a while, then raised her eyes and asked, "How are you, Mom and Dad?"

"You know Hou Ye's character. No matter what's inside, he looks fine on the surface. As for Madam... the son fell ill the day he returned to the mansion, and he has been recuperating in the room. You were injured and made such a big fuss when you returned home, so you didn't dare to tell me. she……"

Seeing Yun Zhi's chapped and pale lips, Chen Jin turned around and poured a glass of water, "Young Madam came here just now, and seeing that you are fine after taking the medicine, I went back to take care of Shu'er."

"Shu'er, he..."

"It's okay, I've been guarding the mourning hall for the past few days, worried that his health will not be able to bear it..." Chen Jin helped him sit up halfway, and fed him half a glass of water, "He is still young, and he still doesn't understand it very well. Sadness is bound to be followed by discomfort."

Yun Zhi's eyelashes trembled, but she didn't speak.

After a long while, he closed his eyes hard, feeling much clearer: "What time is it?"

"Xu Shi three quarters..." Chen Jin stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, "It's still burning, let's go back to sleep."

"It was Xushi? I thought I'd been asleep for half my life..." Yun Zhi rubbed her forehead, "I'm going to the mourning hall."

"you……"

Before Chen Jin could utter his dissuading words, Yun Zhi cut him off. He raised his head, looked into Chen Jin's eyes without blinking, and cut off the words he wanted to dissuade: "Chen Jin, today is New Year's Eve."

It's time for family reunion.

Chen Jin choked, and finally sighed: "Okay..."

The mourning hall was quiet, all the servants who had been guarding the spirit had been pushed back, even Chen Jin was forcibly driven away, only Yun Zhi was left facing a cold coffin.

There are also sixteen hideous human heads neatly placed in front of the coffin.

"Brother..." Yun Zhi leaned against the coffin and sat down slowly, the movement touched the wound on his back, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, "It's New Year's Eve..."

Having said that, he stopped.

From childhood to adulthood, as long as Yunzhi was in front of her elder brother, she always had endless things to say.

Even before he went to Pingzhou this time, he had already thought about what he would say to his eldest brother when they met - the interesting stories in the military mansion in the past three years, his military exploits, the poems that Shu'er would memorize, and his eldest brother's words. How are you doing in the capital, I miss him very much...

But now, these can no longer be said.

The cold coffin can't give any response. Since the person is dead, he can't hear anything.

It's like he went to kill those gangsters alone, and returned with these heavy heads full of scars. It was only his own obsession that was fulfilled.

Big brother will never come back.

Yun Zhi couldn't help but raise her hands to cover her cheeks, but couldn't stop the tears from welling up in her eyes. After moistening her palms, she slowly slid down her cheeks and wet her front.

He has been familiar with poetry and books since he was a child, and he has been familiar with world affairs, but he didn't really understand what it means until now, that all living beings are suffering.

"Young Huai..."

In the empty mourning hall, someone suddenly called his name. Yun Zhi was startled, and turned his head to see Wang Hanning leaning against the door of the mourning hall. He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, but there was nowhere to hide the choked sobs in his voice: "Sister-in-law..."

Compared with the memory, Wang Hanning is obviously much thinner, coupled with the filial piety clothes on her body, she looks even thinner, her eyes that are always smiling are faintly red, she entered the mourning hall, looked up at the head in front of the coffin: " Are they all here?"

Yun Zhi followed her line of sight, took a deep breath, got up from the ground, and when she spoke again, her voice had returned to normal: "Sixteen, not one more."

Wang Hanning didn't look back, and from Yunzhi's position, he could clearly see the veins on the back of her hand.

"It's getting late, you're still injured, go back to rest early..." After an unknown amount of time, Wang Hanning turned around, "Shu'er wakes up tomorrow morning and should make a fuss to see you."

Yun Zhi closed her eyes and responded, "Okay..."

He glanced at the coffin, then turned around: "I'll come back tomorrow."

There was silence in the Hou Mansion.

Wrapped in thick fox fur, Yun Zhi walked slowly along the corridor towards the room.

This should be the most deserted New Year's Eve in the Zhenyuan Hou Mansion in memory. There is no family reunion dinner, nor the excitement and joy of the past.

He walked forward for a while, and suddenly saw a room not far away with a half-open window, and the shining candlelight reflected outside the window, outlining a tall and thin figure.

Yun Zhi glanced in subconsciously, and met Li Yan who was standing at the window.

Li Yan didn't expect that someone would pass by the window at this time, he was stunned for a moment, his gaze stayed on Yun Zhi's face for a while: "The benefactor is really not a mortal, he can still go out at night after being injured like that."

"Compared to Mr. Li..." Yunzhi turned his gaze away, looking at the wine cup in his hand from his pale complexion, "It's such a cold day, I heard that the illness has not recovered yet, and I still have the leisure and elegance to stand here for a drink."

"I'm just being bored to pass the time..." Li Yan glanced at those obviously red and swollen eyes, and finally looked at the direction he was coming from. His thoughts turned slightly, and he raised the wine cup in his hand, "Drink together?"

The night wind picked up and blew the mourning flags hanging high in the yard. Yun Zhi looked up when she heard the sound, and then nodded: "Okay..."

The Hou's Mansion handles affairs properly, although he has no intention of eating the New Year's Eve dinner because of the funeral, but he does not forget to prepare all kinds of food, drinks and drinks to entertain the outsiders who are still in the mansion.

After all, it was a special day, and Li Liang, who had been keeping a cold face all day long, could hardly relax. He drank and had a small gathering with the attendants and servants of Li's mansion who came with him in the small courtyard where he was temporarily staying.

Naturally, Li Yan couldn't eat with them, even though he was the eldest son of the Li family in name, he obviously couldn't catch the eyes of these people.

Of course Li Yan didn't want to catch their eyes either.

There was a table alone in his room, the food was not as luxurious as Li's house, but it was still quite sumptuous, and there was even a clay oven specially prepared for warming wine.

Yun Zhi entered the door, looked around, and went straight to the soft couch, picked up the jug and poured himself one, and drank by himself.

Li Yan glanced at him, turned around and closed the window, moved the charcoal basin to the soft couch, sat down on the low stool on the other side, and poured himself a glass of wine: "The talk is up front, later If your injury worsens due to drinking, I will not be responsible."

Yun Zhi raised her eyes and glanced at him: "You asked me to drink with you because you're afraid of taking responsibility?"

"I was just asking by the way, but I didn't expect you to agree..." Li Yan took a sip of wine lightly, frowning slightly as he swallowed, "Actually, I have never liked this thing, and I don't understand why such a nice person Drinking it will make you worse than a beast."

Yunzhi knew who he was talking about.

He also heard some rumors in the village that day. It is said that Li Gui, who died at the hands of bandits and was later turned into a charred corpse in the fire, was addicted to alcohol, had a violent personality, and was extremely difficult to get along with.

He took a sip of the wine, rubbing the cup with his fingers: "Is Li Gui the person arranged by the Li family to raise you?"

Li Yan was adding wine to the clay stove, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "It's true that nothing can be hidden from my benefactor."

Yun Zhi raised his eyelids slightly, and seemed to smile, but the smile disappeared before his eyes reached his eyes. He raised his hand to drink up the wine in the glass and lowered his eyes to add more, without answering any more questions.

Li Yan was holding the fire stick in his hand, and fiddled with the charcoal basin carelessly.

Just now, seeing this person coming from the direction of the mourning hall alone, with the dim night behind him, the ghost was so fascinated that he actually asked him to come in for a drink together.

However, he did not expect Yun Zhi to agree.

The two of them had only met two or three times before, and they were not even considered acquaintances. They suddenly got together for a drink, and they didn't know what to say—

It would be possible to taunt and tease a few words on weekdays, but now Li Ji couldn't open his mouth no matter what he was facing those red and swollen eyes.

As for the words of comfort and persuasion, I can't even say it.

Everyone in the world knows that birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, but only when it falls on oneself can one appreciate the taste of it.

According to their shallow friendship, at this time, at most, they can only drop the sentence "Sorrow and change".

It's not interesting either.

The room suddenly became quiet, and the charcoal fire became more and more prosperous, occasionally making crackling sounds.

Li Yan raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and when he reached for the flagon, his eyes fell on Yun Zhi who was opposite him unconsciously.

The flickering candlelight reflected the young man's cheeks red.

Obviously an hour ago, he was covered in blood and unconscious, but this will wash away the blood stains, and after changing into clean clothes, he will be back to the noble and good-looking young man he met several times before.

It's just that his complexion is a little too pale, and there is a bit of undisguised depression in his expression.

In my impression, this young master Yun can actually be regarded as a god-man, who can talk and laugh freely in front of the corpse of the bandit, and can go to the bandit's den alone, and come back with more than a dozen bloody heads, just to avenge his brother.

Seeing him silent and haggard and even a little fragile now made Li Yan feel very awkward.

There were faint sounds of firecrackers coming in from the streets, and Li Yan listened carefully: "Isn't the Hou Mansion very lively on New Year's Eve before?"

Yun Zhi looked up at the direction of the window, lowered her eyes, and said calmly, "It's still lively."

After speaking, he took another sip of wine.

Li Yan also took a sip of his wine.

He felt a little regretful—asking this in front of the funeral banners all over the yard, the wine he drank just now probably got into his head.

"Actually, the day I hated the most since I was a child is New Year's Eve..." He added some wine to himself, his tone pretending to be relaxed, "Usually Li Gui can go to bed early, but on New Year's Eve, he always has to drink all night, and then he starts talking endlessly." No more complaining and cursing, and if you're unlucky, you'll get a severe beating... So you have to say that I burned his body that day instead of throwing it into the mountains to feed the wolves, which is considered a good deed every day."

Having said that, he realized that Yun Zhi had been looking at him, those eyes were not as bright as before, deep and quiet, but Li Yan was inexplicably at a loss, paused, and shook his head: "Hey, I Why are you talking about these boring old things?"

Yun Zhi took the flashing uneasiness into her eyes, blinked, smiled softly, raised the wine cup in her hand, and drank it down in one gulp.

That smile was short-lived, and disappeared without a trace after drinking a glass of wine.

It was the most sincere moment in his days.

Li Yan also noticed it, and then raised the corners of his lips, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

The night was getting deeper, and I was drunk.

Li Yan picked up the jug and shook it lightly, only to realize that he and Yun Zhi drank two jugs of wine before they knew it.

"Finish?" Yun Zhi put down the wine cup in her hand, and glanced towards the door, "It's getting late, I should go back."

"Alright..." Li Yan put down the empty jug, "Tomorrow I'm going back to Pingzhou too, so I should... Let's say goodbye together."

"Leave tomorrow?" Probably because of drinking, Yun Zhi was in a trance. He seemed to understand half of what Li Yan omitted, but he didn't seem to understand. Get up and walk to the door, "Bon voyage."

"Okay..." Li Yan pursed his lips and responded.

Yun Zhiren had already arrived at the door, and when he heard the response, he paused slightly, turned around and focused on Li Yan: "Thank you..."

After speaking, he opened the door and left without looking back.

Li Yan was stunned because of this endless thank you, the night wind brought in by the opening and closing of the door was blowing on his face, he touched his face indiscriminately, stood up and wanted to pour a glass of water, When he lowered his head, he saw the sleeves that had been folded up just now because of the warm wine, just revealing the cuffs of the jacket and the bright blood stains on it.

Li Yan raised his eyebrows, but a little smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

This is probably the most peaceful New Year's Eve I have ever had since I was a child.

The author says:

This chapter is also a chapter that has been revised many times. In the end, I like this version very much. I feel that the subtle atmosphere and artistic conception have reached the meaning I want.

陈禁：你清高，你了不起，你陪伤患喝酒！！感谢在2022-06-0712:00:00-2022-06-0912:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦……

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: agdash6; 245827532;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 3 pigs; 1 orange was eaten;