At the end of his speech, he actually burst into tears.
Life is always so unpredictable, as if no one knows which will come first, an accident or tomorrow.
At least for Zhao Jun, he is now filled with only sadness.
Not only did he travel back to the Song Dynasty, which he hated, but he also remembered his parents, family, and friends in the afterlife.
Will the last news they hear be that they died in a mudslide? Will they feel extremely sad because their loved ones have to die before them?
Maybe God was just playing a huge joke on me.
But why him?
At this moment, Zhao Jun's heart was filled with sadness and confusion.
"well."
Seeing his expression, Yan Shu did not try to persuade him, but sighed deeply and slowly walked out of the house.
Fan Zhongyan was already waiting outside the door. When Yan Shu came out, he asked, "What's going on inside? The emperor is still waiting."
Yan Shu shook his head: "Didn't you hear the sound inside?"
Fan Zhongyan put his ear to the door and heard sobbing from inside. He frowned and asked, "Is Zhao Jun crying?"
"Overnight, my parents and friends were gone forever, and I was left alone, a thousand years in the past. I think it's hard to accept it right now, so let him cry for a while and vent his emotions."
Yan Shu waited quietly.
Fan Zhongyan didn't say anything and just stood solemnly at the door.
Ask yourself, if you empathize with the big man who suddenly appeared a thousand years ago, you would probably have the same thoughts.
Because they are human beings, living people.
If I were an orphan with no worries, perhaps in another era, I would not be so sad.
But my family is still here, but I can never see them again. Who can understand this kind of grief?
Listening to the crying inside the door, Fan Zhongyan couldn't help but think of his mother who passed away ten years ago. Her voice and appearance seemed to be still before his eyes, making him sigh in his heart and feel sad. He stood there in silence.
The crying lasted for a long time, maybe half an hour, or maybe more than an hour.
Yan Shu and Fan Zhongyan were still standing at the door waiting. During this time, Zhao Zhen sent Wang Shouzhong to inquire about the situation. When he learned that Zhao Jun was emotionally unstable, he went back.
In this way, time passed minute by minute, and when the sky gradually brightened, it was already three quarters past three in the morning when the sun rose, and the world gradually became brighter.
Suddenly, a still hoarse voice came from inside the door.
"Uncle Yan Lari."
Zhao Jun was still not used to the name Yan Shu.
Yan Shu pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing that Zhao Jun's eyes were red and swollen, he thought that he had come out of the grief of losing his parents and relatives.
Although I have lost my loved ones, if I think about it carefully, my relatives and friends are not dead.
Both parties are just in another time and space, another dimension, and they are alive and well.
As long as people are still there.
After all, it is much better than separation from life and death.
So it was normal that Zhao Jun was able to calm down and regain his sanity so quickly after venting his anger.
Yan Shu asked in a gentle and mellow voice: "How are you? Are you feeling better?"
"Better."
Zhao Jun responded indifferently.
Besides his dislike for the Song Dynasty, there was another thing he found difficult to accept.
That is, Yan Shu, Zhao Zhen and others had deceived him for more than two months, and had been fooling him into thinking that he was in Nini Village.
This is a bit too much.
Yan Shu came over, sat on Zhao Jun's bed, and said to him, "What are your plans next?"
"What can I plan? I can't go back. I have no one to turn to. I might as well die."
Zhao Jun leaned on the bed, his expression indifferent and dull, as if he had lost all desire to live.
"Even ants cherish their lives, let alone humans!"
Yan Shu quickly persuaded him, "Although you are a relativeless person, you are a descendant of the Zhao Dynasty. The royal family are all your relatives, and we are also your relatives. How can you say that you are a relativeless person?"
"Are you going to deceive your own relatives like this?"
Zhao Jun glanced at him.
Yan Shu said awkwardly, "I was trying to calm you down. You were blind and covered in wounds. What if you realized we were in the Song Dynasty and were frightened, causing blood clots to build up and your condition to worsen? The imperial physician said the blood clots nearly left you permanently blind."
"So you're treating me like a fool, or are you doing this for my own good?"
Zhao Jun became even angrier.
In fact, he did not have much resentment towards Yan Shu. After all, he had taken care of him for more than two months and had not harmed him.
But this feeling of being kept in the dark and treated like a fool is indeed very uncomfortable.
"There was nothing I could do. It was all for the sake of your injuries and eyes. Later, I was afraid you would come down the mountain, so I had to lie to you and keep asking you to do the acupuncture."
Seeing this, Yan Shu changed the subject and said, "By the way, didn't you say that if you traveled back to the Song Dynasty, you would beat up Su Shi? Now that you're in the Song Dynasty, why not fulfill your wish?"
"hehe."
Yan Shu's words made Zhao Jun laugh, and he said happily, "I want to punch Zhao Zhen too. Do you want me to do it?"
"That's definitely not possible."
Seeing that he was amused, Yan Shu laughed and said, "Although the emperor is not your direct ancestor, he is also one of your collateral ancestors. Beating the emperor is a great treason."
"Forget it then."
Zhao Jun agreed. The Chinese people's respect for their ancestors is ingrained in their blood and bones. Although he didn't really want to acknowledge his ancestors, he only said so verbally.
The village holds ancestor worship activities every year. When the Zhao family members see the tablets of ancestors such as "Zhao Tiao", "Zhao Ting", "Zhao Jing", "Zhao Hongyin", "Zhao Kuang" and the explicit records in the family tree, they still feel a sense of pride.
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