Doujin 33: I really used to be an emperor - Surabaya stopped rising
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I was once an emperor. You may not believe it if you tell me.
At first, I was convinced. Later, my confidence was shaken because people around me said I was sick.
I knew that I was not sick, but as many people told me so, I began to believe that I was really sick, and that my illness was not serious.
Everything stems from the dream I once had.
In that dream, I clearly remember that I accidentally slipped in a Taoist temple called Mingdao Palace and fell into the Nine Dragon Well in the temple.
Before I fell, I was King Kang, the emperor, and I fled south in panic with a group of ministers, soldiers, and concubines.
There is a big river in front of you, and there are chasing troops behind you.
Bianliang, I don’t want it anymore, it’s been left behind me; Huaibei, I don’t want it, it’s been left behind me; I don’t even want it, Jiangbei. As long as the Jin people can’t catch up with me, as long as I can’t be like
My father and elder brother hunted in the north.
Although escaping is hard, you will get used to it after escaping for a long time.
As for the people of the Song Dynasty who have left behind me, the people of the Song Dynasty who have lost their homes, alas, I would like to take them to the south with me, but after all, their feet cannot outrun the iron cavalry of the Jin. They can only ask for themselves.
What a blessing. Carrying them is just a burden. Carrying them will only affect my escape speed. I may not be able to escape with them.
This is no good, so without any nostalgia, I traveled lightly and threw away all my belongings. I knew that as long as I escaped from Huaibei and crossed the river, it didn't matter if I lost everything north of the river. I could still be safe in the south of the Yangtze River.
Half of the country is also a country.
It's a pity that one mistake turned into an eternal regret. Those damn royal guards and those damn chief guards were not by my side when I needed help the most.
With my temper, I will definitely kill that Yang Hezhong. As for the big guard, I forgot his name. After all, it has been too long, and some people and some things are no longer as clear as they were at the beginning.
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I ran away during the day and at night as soon as there was any sign of trouble. I ran away so hard and I ran away in the dark for so long. The skill of running away has been deeply ingrained in my bones and became an instinctive reaction for me. Immediately
I am about to escape to Jiangnan, and I am about to see the light of day——
Damn it, I fell into a well. Fate played a joke on me, and it was a bit big.
In fact, falling into a well is not terrible. What is terrible is that there is no one around when you fall into a well.
It doesn't really matter if there's no one around, as long as the well isn't that deep.
This well is very shallow, but I feel like I have been falling for a long time...
The darkness caught up with me before the golden man's iron hooves.
I fell into endless darkness again before dawn.
That darkness is so damn dark!
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I just felt like I had a splitting headache. Before I even opened my eyes, I yelled: "Daoban..."
But that flattering voice like a drake didn't respond to me like it used to.
There was only a woman's exclamation in my ears: "Son, you finally woke up, you scared mom to death..."
I reluctantly opened my eyes. My eyes were used to the darkness, but it was so bright, so bright that I couldn't adapt to it for a while.
This must be an hallucination, yes, it is an hallucination. I rubbed my eyes, trying to drive away this damn hallucination.
However, my left hand was tightly grasped by someone else.
My heart sank.
Then, a drop of warm liquid fell on my face.
I opened my eyes again, wanting to repel the person who had the audacity to grab my hand.
At this time, I saw her, a middle-aged woman. She slowly became clear in my eyes. She looked at me with concern, her eyes full of tears.
But I am very angry. There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm the union!
I was about to tell her off, but I caught a glimpse of her hairstyle and her clothes. There was no hairpin on her head, so she must be a peasant girl. But what about that strange dress? At that time, my brain was "buzzing"
There was a sound, and there was a blank.
I stared at her blankly, but my mind was spinning: Who is this? Where is this? What is she going to do?
Everything around him was so strange, not just this strangely dressed woman.
I swallowed back the doubts and fears I was about to blurt out.
Although there are ten thousand Dawan horses roaring past in my heart, "The Emperor's Self-cultivation" tells me that at this moment, even if Mount Tai collapses before my eyes, I must pretend to be calm and calm.
The safest way to deal with it now is not to respond, not to refuse, not to talk, and to observe more.
The folk girl was talking nonstop, and her lips were moving. But her voice disappeared from my ears.
Then, I saw a woman wearing a white hat and a white coat standing beside my bed.
They were communicating with each other, and I clearly heard every word they said, but I sadly discovered that I couldn't understand a word...
However, I gradually understood.
This is no longer the Song Dynasty.
And I am no longer the emperor who only knows how to run away.
3
A few days later, I was discharged from the hospital.
The handwriting on the discharge summary is just like Zhang Xu's "Four Cursive Scripts" that I once collected. There are traces of leaks in the house and broken hairpins. I have been practicing calligraphy and painting since I was a child. Although my handwriting is not as good as that of my father, it is still good.
It’s unique. People who have seen it say it’s good.
Although the words on the "Four Calligraphy Notes in Cursive Script" are as graceful as a giant dragon or a swimming dragon, I can barely understand it, but I can't understand the so-called doctor's instructions.
The girl was explaining something to the civilian girl, and I vaguely heard words such as paranoia and amnesia.
Before leaving, the girl glanced at me and whispered to the middle-aged woman: Don't forget to let your son take medicine.
The folk girl took me home. So, I not only had an extra mother, but also an extra father. They always circled around me and took good care of me. As for me, I always looked at it blankly.
them.
This world surprises me and dazzles me.
I gradually became addicted to it.
Time passed day by day.
I sat on the toilet myself and learned how to use the toilet.
I took a shower myself, lathered my body all over, and then rinsed off.
I brushed my teeth myself, gritted my teeth, and grinned.
I watch TV...
I play with my mobile phone...
I forgot that I was an emperor.
I am happy and miss Shu.
Until one day, I completely merged into this world.
When facing that civilian girl, I shouted: "Mom..."
She cried with joy.
4
I always feel like someone is following me.
This makes me very uncomfortable.
At first, I was a little nervous.
Sometimes, I am walking on the street and suddenly turn around to see who is following me. But every time I find nothing.
That look was like a snake. It felt like a thorn in my back.
Later, I got used to that look, just like I was used to the fact that I was no longer an emperor. Since I couldn't get rid of it, I just pretended that he didn't exist.
But I still want to say goodbye to the past. Everything started from that well, so everything in the past or everything in the dream must also end from that well.
I stepped into that classical garden.
There are towering ancient trees in the garden, blocking out the sky and the sun.
There are very few tourists, and a few birdsong can be heard from time to time.
I walked in the direction of Kowloon Well.
I was only ten meters away from the well.
Suddenly, an old man in blue clothes and a bun came out from behind a tree and stopped me.
The old Taoist was gray-faced and white-haired. He did not speak, but turned slightly sideways, pointing the fly whisk in his hand at a notice board with red letters on a white background.
There are eight characters on it: Men and dogs are not allowed to enter.
In the end, I couldn't stand in front of the Kowloon Well to reflect on my past. The old man was always with me, polite but stubborn.
I stepped out of the gate of this Taoist garden, and after walking a hundred steps, I looked back and saw the old Taoist bowing quietly as if to send me off as a gift.
I never saw that old Taoist again. I never went to that Taoist garden again.
There is a grave in my heart where the widow is buried.