half life slave

Chapter 33 Favorites

Tolerant and helpless, he stood up and went to the front hall, thinking about how to arrange Fang Yu.

In fact, if Fang Yu is a bait, it is better to say that she is a tool Duan Xun uses to test himself.At the reception banquet that night, the weakness he exposed was not lust, but a soft heart.

Duan Xun has been in the officialdom for many years, and he is well versed in the way of being wise and protecting himself, so he will not rush to make friends with a favored eunuch at first glance. After all, he is still a civil servant at heart. Throughout the ages, the emperor's favor is the most untrustworthy.Today I can spoil you to heaven, and tomorrow I can judge you to be the leader of Lingchi - since they are all tools, there is no need for deep friendship, but it is only when it is profitable to form an ally with each other temporarily.

So in the final analysis, Fang Yu accepted the sentence that he was short-handed; if he returned it, he would not only lose Duan Xun's face, but also make him more jealous-a person who has no weaknesses, no desires, and cannot be conquered. Isn't it too scary?

That being the case, if you really can't get entangled, it's better to simply push the boat along.When the time comes, he will do what he can, and give Duan Xun a big gift in return, and let the other party feel the embarrassment of being humbled.

I figured it out, he had already walked to the flower hall, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the girl kneeling on the ground alone.Subconsciously, he wanted to step forward to help her up, but after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't reach out, and only gently asked her to get up.

Fang Yu got up as he said, but with his head down, Qi Qi Ai Ai walked in front of him, wringing his hands without saying a word.

Lin Shengzheng came in with her deed of sale, Rong Yu hurriedly scanned it, and saw that it was bought by Duan Xun, and there was a word on the back that it was transferred to him. The total cost was 500 taels of silver.

Rong Yu returned the deed of sale to her, and first asked tentatively, "I will write the paperwork and let you go. If you are short of money, I can give you the money. I will use the money to do some small business. I will find a safe person to marry in the future." Now, living life wholeheartedly is better than following me."

Fang Yu didn't answer, twisted the handkerchief in his hand hard, and said after a long while, "Don't remember to hate the servant girl, what happened that day was not intentional by the servant girl... It's just that in the past, a sister of the servant girl married to the admiral of Jiangning to weave Home, speaking of... talking about the admiral's matter, this servant is afraid, so... this servant really didn't do it on purpose." While talking, he just started to sob and cry.

From her intermittent words, Rong Yu understood what she meant.Dayin's admiral weaving has always been in charge of an outside servant. She must have heard that her sister married a eunuch, and she felt particularly frightened when she heard that her sister married a eunuch.

Lin Sheng also understood, and couldn't hold back anymore, he raised his voice and questioned, "What are you talking about? Our lord is not that kind of person anymore, so stop making nonsense comparisons."

Fang Yu shook her hands in fright, and cried even harder, "I don't mean that, I know, you are a good person..."

I don't know where this conclusion came from, Rong Yu smiled lightly, "I don't hold grudges against you, but I just hope you can be free, and I don't need girls around me."

Fang Yu raised his head abruptly, his eyes were determined, "The servant is willing to follow you, so why not just be your servant girl?"

Lin Sheng said anxiously, "No! Your Excellency doesn't need it! Hey, I said, why don't you want to redeem your body? What's the matter with being a slave?"

Fang Yu didn't dare to look at Rong Yu, but glared at Lin Sheng fiercely. A look of despair appeared on his face instantly, "Do you really not understand, or are you just pretending not to understand? When the servants leave this door, they will be here later." Can you be free?

She smiled sadly, "What can a person like a servant do, and who is willing to marry? Apart from selling herself as a concubine, the only way left is to go back to the old business." Tears rolled from her eyes suddenly Falling down, "In this industry, there are some people who are happy and happy, and think that they have found their destination. When they get old and look bad, their husbands don't like the misery of the mistress, and their lives are miserable. Some people simply figured it out and married the toothmaid. Get together to defraud people of money, first sell yourself to a rich family, only wait for a few years to find a way to get your husband to give up, and go back to your old business."

"This is our destination, our destiny." She said with tears in her eyes, choked up, "My lord, do you still think slaves can be free? You should take pity on me and accept me as a girl."

It is very realistic and helpless. Women in this era have no autonomy at all, let alone her status, and they have to bow their heads under the eaves.

It seems that we can only push the boat with the current, Rong Yu sighed silently, turned to Lin Sheng, "Help me settle her down."

"Then what about the money to redeem her?" Lin Sheng seemed to have expected this result, and asked calmly, "I will send it to Lord Duan's house in person tomorrow morning?"

Rong Yu was very pleased that he was so vigilant, and looked at him approvingly, but shook his head and smiled, "No rush, I have my own arrangements for this."

Unexpectedly, after another half a month of busy work, Rong Yu went out early and returned late every day. Apart from counting the accounts with Wang Yunwen, he also had to deal with the salt merchant's snooping, and he had to smile and prevaricate the endless dinners and wines.

When I arrived at the curtain of the moon, I was exhausted physically and mentally when I returned to the post house. Even so, I could still feel some subtle changes in my life.

Obviously, his clothes are changed more frequently than before, and every time they are washed, they will be folded neatly, and the cuffs will be incensed; the documents and books on the desk are arranged more orderly than before, all according to The number of times he reads and the arrangement he likes; every time he returns to the room, there must be freshly brewed hot tea delivered to him.

There is no need to ask carefully, Fang Yu did the tolerance and knowing, he saw it in his eyes, even though he didn't say anything, he was still very grateful for her thoughtfulness and consideration.

As soon as he entered the room that night, he saw her arranging clothes by the couch, Rong Yu smiled without thinking too much, and only said that he can do these things by himself, and he doesn't need to bother her in the future.

Just as he was talking, he happened to smell the scent of styrax. Rong Yu didn't like the overbearing smell of spices, so he frowned subconsciously.

Only this subtle expression was caught by Fang Yu, and he hurriedly stepped forward to take out the incense seal, turned around and left the house, and threw the furnace of styrax under the tree.

"It turns out that my lord doesn't like Su Hexiang, and my servants also smoked my lord's clothes earlier, why didn't you tell me?" She frowned deeply, both puzzled and anxious.

Rong Yu didn't expect her to care so much about him, so he was somewhat unaccustomed to it, and wrote lightly, "I don't like Su Hexiang that much, but I don't really hate it."

Fang Yu lowered his eyes and repeated his words in a low voice. After a while, he raised his eyes and smiled at him, "Has your lord always had this temper? Did you not particularly like it or dislike it? Do you treat everyone and everything? This attitude?"

Rong Yu was slightly taken aback, and then thought about his usual routine, it seems that this is indeed the case.

Ever since he traveled here, under the disheartened state, he rarely showed particularly strong emotions.But after all, he is not a wooden man, he always has his own likes and dislikes, but with this identity, he has been used to covering up those emotions carefully for a long time, so as not to cause trouble for himself and those who care about him.

Fang Yu couldn't wait for the answer, tilted his head to ponder, and finally couldn't help asking, "Is there no one you particularly hate, isn't there anyone you particularly like?"

Rong Yu was taken aback again, and then smiled bitterly in his heart, Fang Yu seemed not to be able to fully accept the fact that he was originally a servant.

In terms of humbleness, there is actually no essential difference between them.Now he only has Shen Hui's "appreciation and flattery", and his actions seem to be glorious, but in fact, no matter in the eyes of civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, or in the eyes of ordinary people in the market, he is just a crippled "slave".

Hidden in an incomplete body, what does it matter if there is someone you like in your heart?

He shook his head slightly, but at that moment, a person's face was suddenly reflected in front of his eyes. The face was very clear, and it would appear in his mind repeatedly almost every day.

I can't help thinking back to the days after I arrived in Yangzhou. The happiest thing every day seems to be to be alone at night, writing the notes for him under the lamp.

He will concentrate on writing, and write every sentence carefully and neatly; after sending out the notebook, he secretly hopes that he can see it sooner; and every morning and evening, he looks forward to receiving his reply , even if it is just an instruction, ordering him to complete a specific task.

Even when he is free, he will uncontrollably imagine what he is doing at the moment, and he will be a little worried that he will be troubled by political affairs, and he will have inexplicable daydreams—he may just think of him at a certain moment...

This should be called longing, so what is the root of longing?Could it be what Fang Yu said, like it?

As a result, in less than a stick of incense, Rong Yu denied this idea in his heart, and he was a human being in two lifetimes, so he would not be unable to distinguish his own feelings.Shen Huike never gave him any hints or hints, the way they get along with each other is always master and servant, only very occasionally, there will be a little taste of being close to friends.

The reason why he can't forget it is nothing more than because Shen Hui saved his life many times and gave him certain freedom and authority.Today's life is all thanks to Shen Hui. Rather than saying that he cares about Shen Hui, it is better to say that he cares about the boss who provides him with a livelihood.Even in modern society, employees will also pay attention to every subtle expression of the boss, guess what signals the boss's words reveal, and then worry about gains and losses in private.

Shaking his head, he decided to let go of that inexplicable emotion first, and it's important to get his position right.Anyway, such things as feelings are out of reach for him, and doing what he should do well, with a clear heart, is his only wish in this life as a human being.