Liuer's Extra Story (42)

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Liu Er's Extra Story (42)

There is already a tinge of enthusiasm in the days of May. But in Jiang Yijun's room, there was still a charcoal fire burning.

The half-draped cyan curtain covered her face, and the sky-blue brocade covered most of her body.

"Cough..." Jiang Yijun coughed continuously for a month, and the people who took care of him couldn't sleep all night. Mrs. Liu is so thin that her eyes are sunken.

"Ouch..." After spitting out the stuff stuck in his throat, Jiang Yijun felt much more comfortable.

Seeing the pool of blood on the ground, Mrs. Liu's expression changed drastically. But in an instant, she recovered as before, turned her head and gently stroked Jiang Yijun's back.

"Do you want to drink some water?" Although Jiang Yijun is not in good health, he is also the pillar of support for her and the child. If they go, what will happen to the orphans and widows left behind.

Jiang Yijun stretched out his skinny hand to take the water glass, took two sips and then lay back on the bed.

The doctor came over quickly, and his face was a little dignified after he checked Jiang Yijun's pulse.

"Doctor Xue, am I dying?" Seeing that Doctor Xue shook his head in denial, Jiang Yijun said indifferently: "My own body is clear to me, so I shouldn't be able to last long. Doctor Xue, tell me how much time is left, I can also make arrangements for the aftermath."

Doctor Xue hesitated for a moment, and said, "A month at most." Jiang Yijun had already run out of fuel, and now he was hanging himself with drugs. One month is already the most optimistic estimate. According to Jiang Yijun's current physical condition, it may only be a few days.

The doctor's parents are heartbroken, and as Jiang Yijun's attending doctor, he is also very sad. Such a talented person actually wants to go early, I am really jealous of talents.

Since he was a child, he took medicine just like other people eat, and he couldn't stop it. In order to survive, he can only watch and not eat many things. These years, in order to survive, he has really worked very hard.

Hearing Dr. Xue's words, Jiang Yijun smiled: "That's fine." To him, death is not scary, because death means liberation.

When Min heard that Jiang Yijun's time was short, he didn't believe it at all. Holding Jiang Yijun's hand, Min said firmly: "Ah Jun, don't believe what they say. Back then, many people said that you would not be able to support yourself and that you would not live to be thirty years old. But now, you are not living well. .”

Jiang Yizheng has been in poor health since he was a child, and many people said he could not support him. At the age of three, the doctor still said that he would not live to be ten years old. After the age of ten, the doctors said that he would not live to be thirty. Today, the son is thirty-two. Having survived all the difficulties in the past, Min firmly believes that his son will also be able to survive this time.

Just as Jiang Yijun wanted to speak, he couldn't help coughing again. There was blood in the saliva.

Min looked at the red spot on the face of the quilt, held Jiang Yijun's hand tightly and said, "Juner, you must hold on. Juner, if something happens to you, what will your mother do? What will you ask Jianer to do?" manage?"

Jiang Yijun and Mrs. Liu had a son. When he knew Mrs. Liu was pregnant, he named him Jianer. Regardless of whether it is a boy or a girl, Jiang Yijun hopes that the child will have a healthy and strong body. Fortunately, Jiang Yijun's expectations did not fail, the child is in good health. There is no difference with peers.

Even so, Jiang Yijun still didn't dare to have more children. In case of rebirth, what will the child do if he is as sick and weak as him.

Jiang Yijun's eyes were also sore: "Mother, the child is tired. Mother, the child can't hold on anymore." For him, living is tantamount to suffering. He couldn't let go of his mother, wife and children, but he really couldn't bear it anymore.

Min couldn't hold back any longer, tears streaming down her face

After being sad, Min returned to calm: "Jun'er, in fact, there is something my mother has been keeping from telling you."

"What's up?"

"The second princess came to the south of the Yangtze River and now lives in Jinling. This time, they will stay in Jinling for at least three years. Jun'er, get well soon, and mother will take you to see her when the time comes." As long as Jiang Yijun can live , she is willing to do anything.

Jiang Yijun fell into memory,

After a while, he came back to his senses and said: "No need." If you miss it, you miss it, and when we meet again, that person will not be the person he remembered. That being the case, why bother to see you again.

The Min family saw that even the great temptation of going to see Liu'er couldn't arouse Jiang Yijun's desire to survive. She knew that this time she really couldn't keep her son.

Her son was struggling to survive, and her heart ached. Her son was leaving, and she was in more pain. But this day is finally coming.

Although grieved, the Min family did not want Jiang Yijun to leave with worries: "Jun'er, don't worry, after you leave, mother will take Jian'er to reunite with your father." The son is weak and cannot go on an official career, so there is no way . The grandson is in good health, and he will definitely take up an official career in the future. If you want to become a talent, you need someone to teach, and this person must be your husband.

In fact, Jiang Hongfu valued Jianer as his first grandson, but Jiang Yijun was too poor to travel long distances. Therefore, he has not been able to see this grandson until now.

Jiang Yijun relaxed slightly, and said with a smile, "Okay."

Ten days later, Jiang Yijun died of illness. According to Jiang Yijun's request before his death, everything about his funeral should be kept simple. Except for close relatives and Jiang Yijun's close friends, no one else was notified.

Jiang Yijun is the number one talented person in the south of the Yangtze River. Whether it is his poems or paintings, he is sought after by people as soon as he comes out. Of course, it is said that he is also proficient in temperament, especially the flute is very good. Unfortunately, almost no one has heard his flute.

So, even if his funeral is very simple. The news of his death spread quickly.

Two days later, Feng Zhixi also heard the news of Jiang Yijun's death: "Passed away?"

The subordinate nodded and said, "Well, it's absolutely true that he died of illness." Such a great talent passed away in his early thirties, and it's a pity to think about it.

Hearing the regret in this man's words, Feng Zhixi was a little annoyed, and waved his hand to let people go down.

Jiang Yijun is a great talent, and this aspect is what Feng Zhixi lacks. Therefore, six years ago, when he knew that Jiang Yijun was obsessed with Liu'er, he was very upset. However, when they returned to Beijing, this matter was forgotten.

Unfortunately, a few days ago, I drank with a subordinate who had stayed in Qianwei Camp.

The man drank too much, and said with a big mouth that he saw Liu Er and Jiang Yijun step into the box in a teahouse before. The two chatted for a long time in the box, and not long after Liu'er went out, Jiang Yijun fell ill and was carried home.

At first Liu'er said that she hadn't said a word to Jiang Yijun, let alone be tempted, Feng Zhixi believed it. But the colleague's words made him suspicious. Did the two have a relationship, because Jiang Yijun was in poor health and the queen mother didn't agree, so the two didn't make it.

In the past, Liu'er composed music or wrote poems and paintings, but he didn't understand and didn't take it to heart. But guessing that Liu'er had a relationship with Jiang Yijun, he started to care.

But he didn't expect Jiang Yijun to die before he asked Liu'er about it.

As the person next to her pillow, Liu'er could quickly sense that Feng Zhixi was in a bad mood: "What's wrong? The errands are not going well?" Since the plaque sent by Qihao was hung on the gate of the girls' school, those ghostly figures were all over the place. gone. Those who scolded her also turned quail and shrank their heads. Now Liu'er's life is going very smoothly.

Feng Zhixi shook his head and said, "Everything is fine. I'm tired, go to sleep!"

Liu Er was puzzled. But seeing that Feng Zhixi didn't say anything, she didn't continue to ask.

If Liu Er knew that Jiang Yijun had passed away, he would definitely be very sad. Thinking of Liu'er feeling sorry for other men, he became extremely irritable. The more I thought about it, the more unhappy I became, and I tossed and turned on the bed.

Liu'er originally planned to ask Qiuyue to ask Xia Dahe tomorrow to see what difficulties Feng Zhixi encountered. Seeing him like this, he didn't want to wait for tomorrow anymore, so he pushed him and said, "What is it that makes you so difficult."

Feng Zhixi couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head and asked Liu Er: "If Jiang Yijun was in good health, would you marry him?" This thought lingered in his mind, making him unable to calm down.

Liu'er realized the meaning of these words, and scolded: "Why are you so crazy?"

"Liu Er, Jiang Yijun is dead."

Liu'er was a little surprised, but quickly regained her composure, sighed and said: "He is not in good health, the doctor said earlier that he would not live to be thirty years old."

"How do you know this?" Whether it's a man or a woman, once people become suspicious, they will become very sensitive.

Liu'er said angrily: "Of course my mother told me, don't you think I sent someone to inquire about him?"

After finishing speaking, Liu'er said angrily: "What does it mean that Jiang Yijun is healthy and I will marry him? What does this mean? Can you explain it to me clearly?"

Feng Zhixi saw that Liu'er was not sad, and suddenly felt that he might be thinking too much: "I just think that I am a big bastard who doesn't understand anything and is not good enough for you. Jiang Yijun is full of talent and is very suitable for you .If he is in good health, the Supreme Emperor and the Empress Dowager will definitely marry you to him."

Liu'er was angry and funny. She thought something was wrong, but she didn't expect that it was Feng Zhixi who overturned the jar of jealousy.

After thinking for a while, Liu'er said, "Then do you think my father and mother are compatible?"

"Naturally they are a perfect match."

Liu'er smiled and said: "My father didn't have much ink in his stomach back then, and my mother not only read poetry, music, rhythm, calligraphy and painting, but also dabbled in it. Not only that, my father also looks like a bear. At that time, she was as beautiful as a flower. Many people said that when my mother married my father, it was like a flower stuck in cow dung." This was said by Aunt Quan and Liu Er in private.

Feng Zhixi didn't dare to answer those words.

Liu Er said: "My mother said that the incompatibility is not based on appearance and talent, but on the temperament of the two. For example, my mother and father do not match in talent or appearance, but their temperaments just complement each other. Therefore, they To be so happy.”

It was the first time Feng Zhixi heard this saying: "Then do you think you will be happy after marrying me?"

"You are not talking nonsense. If I don't think you are good and unhappy, what should I do to follow you all the way to Fujian. Going to Fujian almost killed half of my life. I have never suffered like that since I grew up. crime." After speaking, Liu Er asked suspiciously: "Is it possible that Mrs. Liu ran in front of you and talked nonsense? Let me tell you that you don't follow her way, she must know that Jiang Yijun I feel unbalanced in my heart, so I want to separate our husband and wife." If it is found out that Liu Shi did it, she will not be able to forgive this woman.

Feng Zhixi smiled and said: "No one is biting a snake in front of me."

Liu Er was dubious.

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