Chapter 1 Clouds Disperse (I)

"No, it's not the wind that's blowing, but within this palace wall... the wind never stops." The old eunuch who had experienced three dynasties squinted his somewhat dim eyes, looked into the distance, and said so.

Tingsheng paused for Gao Gonggong's words, seemingly unintentional, but also seemed to care. This was not the first time he had heard it. Even if it was like a breeze passing by his ears, it still had a different rotten smell from the breeze, which was a bit pungent.

Looking back at the past, he was the most inconspicuous slave in Yeyou Court, low to the dust. Even if he didn't want to admit that he had imagined a different life, the smell in the air around him that made him want to vomit every time he smelled it always brought him back to reality. His father was a sinner, so what he suffered now was what he deserved. He was unwilling to live and was not fair, but it was useless after all. If he really wanted to resent, who should he resent? Resent the life like an ant, resent the father who he had never met but was destined to live in his shadow all his life, resent the mother who could not protect him but always looked at him with worried eyes, or the repeated beatings and abuses? If resentment towards others could vent all the resentment and injustice in his heart, then when his mother died, he could take this opportunity to let the hatred penetrate his bones and hide it in his heart until his death. However, hatred is only a temporary scenery, and only endless despair is always with him. He understood that the wrong thing was what he was born with, and this itself was not something he could control. It was because of this that Tingsheng had inadvertently forgotten how to hate, and only hoped that one day he could see the sky outside the Yeyou Courtyard.

It all started with those two people. When it comes to caring, Xiao Jingyan and Mei Changsu cannot be said to be impeccable, but at least they did their best in this life. Compared to Xiao Jingyan's constant desire to protect Tingsheng, Mei Changsu's love is a little more indifferent. But for Tingsheng, no matter how firm Xiao Jingyan's eyes are and how sincere his care is, he can never feel the feeling of being loved wholeheartedly. Perhaps it is because of the royal aura in him that makes children who grow up in Yeyouting particularly sensitive. It is undeniable that Xiao Jingyan did give him a new life.

But Tingsheng likes to read with the teacher even more. The teacher will not look at him so firmly, but his eyes are gentle, and there is always a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. From time to time, he caresses Tingsheng's hair, slowly puts the delicious snacks into Tingsheng's hands, nods, and gently says, "Eat, be good."

When he is with the teacher, Tingsheng always feels warm and peaceful, and that feeling seems to have never been so good. From Confucius, Mencius, Xunzi, to Laozi and Zhuangzi, to the way of being a person and the way of being an official. Listening to the teacher's explanation, it often takes a whole afternoon. When he was tired of listening, he could lie on the teacher's couch and snore. Mei Changsu always patiently explained these principles to Tingsheng. From his words, he could feel the high hopes that the teacher had for him, hoping that he could be a young man with a pure heart.

To this day, Tingsheng can't forget the scene of his last meeting with the teacher. Even if the teacher tried his best to suppress his reluctance, he could never let the child who grew up in Yeyou Court be unaware of it. However, Tingsheng at that time didn't expect that the farewell would be a farewell forever.

"Tingsheng, come here, how is the book you read recently, is there any problem?" Mei Changsu asked calmly, his words were full of care, and the warmth could be felt even with his eyes closed.

Tingsheng bowed deeply and thought for a while, "Teacher, Tingsheng doesn't have any problem." Mei Changsu nodded, thought for a while, and talked leisurely, "Tingsheng, the teacher asks you, what is it that if you don't believe in benevolence and virtue, the country will be empty. If there is no courtesy and righteousness, the upper and lower levels will be in chaos?

"If you don't believe in benevolence and virtue, the country will be empty. If there is no courtesy and righteousness, then there will be no peace from the country to the family. Therefore, the world should be like a king, a minister, a father, and a son, so as to ensure the well-being of the country and the family. "Tingsheng said without hesitation. Although he was a little confused by the teacher's sudden question, he finally answered.

Mei Changsu has always been in poor health, so it is inevitable that he is not in good spirits. He closed his eyes but still listened to Tingsheng's answer very seriously. For a child of this age, who grew up in that kind of environment, it is rare to understand these things. In addition, every word of Tingsheng is sincere, Changsu is very satisfied. With a slight smile on his lips, he said gently, "Then, Tingsheng, do you know that not everyone in this world can do what you said about king, minister, father, and son? Although you cannot change others in life, it is enough to stick to your own heart. If the teacher can no longer teach you in the future, you must also remember that you should not force things that are difficult to obtain, and you should not force things that are difficult to think about. I hope that you will never abandon your childlike heart in the years to come. "

Tingsheng looked at the thin and tall figure in surprise, the man he called Mr., although he couldn't explain why Mr.'s words were different today, but the faint sense of uneasiness finally came out of Tingsheng's eyes, and was seen by Changsu.

Changsu deliberately avoided Tingsheng's gaze, turned around and picked up a stack of books that had been prepared behind him, and handed them to Tingsheng, "Take them, these books are for you, I hope these books can help you in the future."

Tingsheng thanked Mr., and swallowed the words that were on his lips.

Just when Tingsheng turned around and walked to the threshold, Changsu suddenly called Tingsheng, and said with a little anxiety but great concern, "Tingsheng, remember, I will always be your Mr.", with a little reluctance in his eyes, but he smiled, trying to cover up this reluctance, "Go back, be careful on the road, it's cold, don't forget to put on more clothes. "

Tingsheng kept his head down, but his eyes were red. He couldn't describe the feeling, like something stuck in his throat. Just as he was about to leave, Tingsheng hesitated, then suddenly knelt on his knees, kowtowed three times, stood up, picked up the pile of books, and walked away, just like the first time he met Mei Changsu.