Si Tian Guan

    After the curfew, people are not allowed to walk and stay outside.

    Baishiyan personally took the time to clear the road, Liu Chongming and others were not considered idlers.

    The wooden door was half-closed, and the people inside knew they were coming today and were already waiting in the courtyard.

    Rong Jiu'an still looked so indifferent, holding a lantern, only said "Dad and mother have fallen asleep, please be quiet", and looked at the person beside Liu Chongming.

    Before coming here, everyone knew what they should do. Liu Qingchi stood up with a volume of books in between, and bowed to Rong Jiu'an: "Rong Tanhua, you have more advice."

    Rong Tanhua is brilliant in writing and proud, and is admired by many young people in Jinxi Academy, Liu Qingchi is one of them.

    Rong Jiu'an saw that the other party was still polite to him at this time, understood what Liu Chongming had vaguely mentioned before, and returned the courtesy: "You have the third son of labor."

    He thought clearly and did not contradict a few people, so he took Liu Qingchi to the backyard.

    In the front hall, there is only Ling He with an indifferent face, and without looking at Qu Shenzhou, he pours tea for Liu Chongming: "Sit the prince, Jiu'an will be out in a while."

    Attitude is estranged, as if I don't know who the visitor tonight is for.

    Qu Chenzhou didn't ask him, he dragged the chair himself, sat down under Liu Chongming, pushed the empty teacup forward with his fingertips, and raised his eyebrows slightly when Linghe looked over: "Enshi Yulu."

    Ling He glanced at Liu Chongming, who had never heard of it, and then looked back at Qu Shenzhou, who was arrogant. Knowing that he couldn't fool him tonight, he endured it, lifted the teapot again, and poured tea.

    "No, Baihao Yinzhen."

    Qu Shenzhou didn't even look at it, picked it up and splashed the tea on the ground.

    Ling He knows that even if he avoids and finds a thorn in his head, he will always be forced to nowhere.

    "Master Shizi taught me well," he sneered: "I allow the slave to be arrogant in my house, don't blame me for beating the dog and not looking at the master."

    Liu Chongming smiled with a teacup, Qu Chenzhou usually catches his popularity, but now it is the first time to see the little fox showing his minions to others, and it is actually very pleasing to the eye.

    He suddenly wanted to see how arrogant and domineering Qu Chenzhou was.

    "Yes," he smiled at Ling He, "I'm used to it, and he treats me the same way at home."

    The people who found fault changed from one to two.

    At the spring banquet, Ling He was also there. Seeing the appearance of the two of them, how could it not be clear that the lotus pond was just a show.

    He turned to leave, and heard the cool smile behind him.

    "Ling Shaoqing is so ruthless, even if Rong Jiu'an's life can't be exchanged for a cup of Enshi Yulu, you should always hear Ling Shaoqing say thank you."

    Ling He did not look back: "I have already thanked the prince in person."

    Liu Chongming smiled and pointed: "Don't thank me, thank Shenzhou for this."

    "Me?" Without waiting for an answer, Qu Chenzhou said, "My words, just saying thank you, but it's useless."

    Ling He couldn't bear it any longer, so he simply refused.

    "If the two of you have anything else to help, Ling He is bound to do so, but I don't want to get involved in unnecessary trouble."

    Qu Chenzhou tutted and shook his head: "Ling Shaoqing still doesn't have Rong Tanhua to think long-term, dare to ask, which of the affairs of the court has nothing to do with that 'trouble'?"

    Ling He did not speak with a livid face.

    Liu Chongming had made it clear to him before that Pan Hyuk was probably in a dire situation and hoped that he could help find some clues.

    It's not that he can't, but he doesn't want to.

    Rong Jiu'an was already determined, and there was no way to persuade him to turn back. He only hoped that he would stay away from right and wrong, so that when Rong Jiu'an stepped down, he could find a narrow way to survive.

    Seeing his hesitation, Qu Chenzhou patted his clothes and got up.

    "Your Majesty, there are still people who think about being exquisite," he smiled at Liu Chongming: "Since Ling Shaoqing is not used, it is not interesting for Rong Tanhua to come out alone, why don't you send it in."

    "You dare!" Ling He growled.

    "Why don't I?"

    Ling He only realized that he had fallen behind in anger, and asked with a sneer, "What a big tone, who do you think you are?"

    Qu Chenzhou stood in front of him, lowered his head by half, and raised his chin.

    "Linghe, do you think I pulled Rong Jiu'an out of the guillotine by luck?"

    Ling He thought so.

      People are like themselves.

    In addition, Liu Chongming asked Jiu'an to start preparing for the rain a long time in advance, and he had to consider it carefully.

    Qu Chenzhou did not continue to persecute, but instead smiled and chatted with others.

    "Ling Shaoqing is willing to pour tea and water for my slaves, because I thank me for saving Rong Jiu'an, or..."

    He put his finger on Ling He's shoulder a little: "Or because of this?"

    Ling He seemed to be scalded by a soldering iron, he stepped back a few steps, his face changed greatly.

    “How did you…”

    "How do you know?" Qu Chenzhou hugged his arms and smiled lightly.

    How could he not know that the traces of shame had existed on his body for more than ten years. When Ling He's clothes were peeled off, he recognized the brand marks on his back at a glance.

    Looking dazzling.

    He pointed there and instructed others - comb it out.

    It's not just this slave mark, he even saw Linghe's bones after being washed with boiling water and steel brushes.

    "The second elder of the Rong family picked up a baby from the river when he was young," Liu Chongming added slowly from the side: "At that time, there happened to be a control department in the upper reaches of the river."

    Speaking of this, Ling He is indisputable.

    Qu Chenzhou pointed his finger hard, and poked him to sit down: "Linghe, do you want to let people know that the second elder of the Rong family is hiding a fugitive slave, or do you want to send Rong Jiu'an back?"

    Ling He's eyes wandered on the two in front of him, gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you threatening me?"

    "Otherwise?" Qu Chenzhou asked, "Do you think we are here to beg you tonight?"

    "Qu Shenzhou," Ling He looked at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "I didn't believe it at first when the prince said that you were a prophet."

    "Now?"

    "So you want me to believe it, what would you do if the news got out? What would happen to the prince?"

    Qu Chenzhou sneered, turned around and raised his eyebrows and said, "Sir, what do you think I'm saying? If he didn't ask such a question, people really can't use it."

    When did Ling He suffer such humiliation, his face flushed.

    "What are you laughing at!"

    Qu Chenzhou turned around, and Liu Chongming handed over his teacup in time to moisten his mouth.

    "Laughing at you are beyond your own power."

    His fingers drew a small circle in the air: "Go and tell someone, but... I will take the lives of the second elder and Rong Jiu'an in return, whether Ling Shaoqing dares to try Try it?"

    Ling He dare not.

    What's more, there were people who had been praying for rain before, and then there were unknown slave marks.

    "Ling He is no better than the son of a slave, why do you need the two to fight like this? Just for Pan He?" Ling He was puzzled: "What do you want to do?"

    Even if the other party is domineering, after all, he knows Qu Chenzhou's most secret secret, which is insignificant in comparison.

    Qu Shenzhou paced over, bent down, and whispered in Linghe's ear.

    "What did you say to Ling He in the end?" On the way back to the courtyard, Liu Chongming couldn't help but ask.

    He knew that the little fox was good at bewitching people, but thinking about Ling He's appearance after being silent for a while, he couldn't stop his curiosity.

    "It's no big deal, didn't the son know? Ling He was originally the son of a slave girl. I think it was because his mother didn't want him to go his own way again, so he found an opportunity to put him in the river, whether dead or alive , finally escaped from **** on earth."

    Qu Chenzhou smiled thoughtfully: "To be honest, I still envy him a little."

    Liu Chongming was speechless for a long time, afraid to touch the things in his heart that he didn't want to mention, so he asked softly, "So what you told him was about slavery?"

    "Of course," Qu Chenzhou nodded: "I promise him that if the prince succeeds, firstly, he will definitely abolish his slave status, and secondly, let him decide the case with peace of mind in Dali Temple... "

     Halfway through his words, he suddenly turned to look at Liu Chongming and asked with a smile, "Sir, have I overstepped?"

    "No," Liu Chongming patted his head with a smile: "It should be like this. But... I didn't expect that he would actually let go because of his slave status, or because of Dali Temple. reason?"

     No, it's because the prince doesn't know what it's like to have this thing on your body."

    Liu Chongming twitched in his heart, and his footsteps were so heavy that he seemed unable to drag.

    "Sink, you..."

    "Sir, I have gone through many detours in my past life, and I haven't done a few serious good things," Qu Chenzhou interrupted him: "The regrets in the past, this time I have to rely on Shizi."

    "You...don't worry, I'll do my best."

    That said, Liu Chongming was still unhappy, he took a few steps and walked side by side with others.

    "Shen Zhou, you used to be like this..."

    "So arrogant, isn't it?" Qu Chenzhou pursed his lips and smiled: "So many people hate me."

    "It's not arrogant," Liu Chongming looked at him and took the opportunity to grab the hand that was swaying leisurely by his side: "Yes... I like it very much. I will definitely help you with your wishes. accomplish."

    For the first time in such a long time, I liked Qu Chenzhou so frankly.

    No wonder the uncle was willing to put down all his vigor in front of his aunt, he thought, because he liked it.

    But whether it was pain or itching, he carried his furry in his arms and was reluctant to let go.

    The soft hand was in his sweaty palm and did not break free.

    Qu Chenzhou stopped and tilted his head to look at him in the dim light of the lantern, with a soft outline and a smile in Zhang Li's eyes.

    For a moment, Liu Chongming thought that he was still in a dream, but his fingers were in their hands.

    "What are you laughing at?" Liu Chongming has also been tempered now, not afraid of his ridicule, and leaned over to repeat: "I like it."

    Qu Chenzhou stopped, pushed him against the wall, stood on tiptoe, and kissed the birthmark at the corner of his eye as if breathing.

    "The prince will not like it."

    "I like it," he said again.

    Qu Chenzhou faced his nose tip with wet eyes.

    He thought that the moon was just right, the wind was warm, and he rarely opened his mouth to show his love. He could hear some sweet words in the mouth of the little fox.

     But there was only one plea.

    "Sir, abolishing slave status is the wish of my two generations. When the prince is done, don't forget it."

    These words were shocking, Liu Chongming tightened his arms and wrapped the person in his arms.

    "There will be a day, then?"

    He felt that Qu Chenzhou tonight was inexplicable and strange, and he couldn't tell where the strangeness was.

    If it is alienation, the person is clearly in his arms and his hand is still on his waist, but if it is intimacy, it seems to be a little off.

    Hang his heart.

    "What do you want to do after that?" He raised the lantern and looked at the dazzling pupils under the slender eyelashes.

    Qu Chenzhou lowered his eyes, seemed to hesitate a little, and only spoke after a while.

    "I want to save some money and...live a free life."

    Liu Chongming's hand froze in the air, and finally he knew where the unease and eccentricity were - in the future that Qu Chenzhou envisioned, it seemed that he did not exist.