then Li Sao

Sunny and warm, today is a good day.

The moisture on the ground was evaporated, sweeping away the gloom of the past few days.Even on the top of the most gloomy and dilapidated tent, there was a ray of sunshine.

It's just that this ray of sunlight cannot reach the people in the tent after all.

"Sir, sir, get up and drink some water." Erya squatted in front of Luo Ping with a bowl of cold water, calling him in a low voice.

Luo Ping didn't seem to hear it, and fell asleep with a frown.

Erya had no choice but to put down the water bowl.

Luo Ping was covered in sweat, his clothes were wet and then dry, and Erya couldn't change it for him, so she wiped him with a cloth towel: "Mr. took care of me two days ago, but now I'm well, but Mr. fell ill. ,what should I do."

After sweating so much, Luoping's high fever has not subsided, and he is still hot to the touch.At first, she was able to have some consciousness, and she could say a few words of comfort, but now she can't even finish her sentence, and what she says is nonsense, and Er Ya can't understand a word.

Er Ya knew that the outsiders were all bad guys, and only the husband was a good person, and he also knew that the husband was a hostage valued by the bad guys. If the husband hadn't negotiated terms with them, he might have died long ago.

Even so, those bandits didn't care about Luo Ping's illness, they just hung his breath, as long as he didn't die.

Seeing her husband getting weaker and weaker, Erya was so anxious that she burst into tears.

Before the husband passed out, he said to her: "Be safe and don't be impatient. In two days, someone will come to save you."

It has been a day and a half since I said this, and Erya became more and more anxious.Who will come to rescue them?It is said that Hongjinzhai kills people without blinking an eye, even the emperor is not afraid of the old man, and that Shen Liu is very skilled in martial arts, what if the person the master said can't beat him?

As she thought about it, she became more and more frightened, hugging her knees and crying.

The sun was getting higher and higher, and it shone straight down from the center of the tent, printing on Luo Ping's eyelids. I don't know if it was because of the glare, but Luo Ping's eyelashes trembled a few times, and his eyes opened a crack.

"Here we come..." he murmured.

Er Ya was taken aback, and asked with tears in her eyes, "Sir, are you awake? What's going on?"

Luo Ping didn't seem to hear what she said, and was still talking to himself: "Here we come... Your Majesty..."

The sound of the iron rider came from the ground, shaking after shaking, matching his heartbeat, pounding.

At this time Zhou Tang and General Zhang led [-] cavalry out of the city and went straight to the Paozishan depression.

When dozens of red scarf bandits in the camp saw this battle, they were so frightened that their legs went limp on the spot, and they abandoned the camp and surrendered without resisting a few times.

When Zhou Tang found Luo Ping, he gasped in fright, ignored the little girl next to him who was crying, hugged Luo Ping with trembling arms, and called out softly, "Little Master? Why are you so hot...Little Master, are you so hot?" Wake up, Xiaotang is here..."

Luo Ping was so burned that he opened his eyes and saw Zhou Tang's handsome face, and smiled very gently: "Your Majesty..."

Zhou Tang was taken aback.

"Your Majesty returns with honor...cough, the river lanterns lit by the common people in Qinshui...can you see it?"

Knowing that it was the little master who was delirious with fever and talking nonsense, Zhou Tang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and could not help but agree with him: "Yes, I saw it."

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“一、二……21、22……26、27。27。”周棠带他离开营帐，走一路，洛平数着数。

Zhou Tang smiled: "Are you counting my steps? 27 steps, why don't you count them later?"

Luo Ping shook his head: "No. 20 seven lamps."

"Number 20 seven? What? A river lamp? What's wrong with it?"

Zhou Tang mounted his horse with him in his arms, hugged him tightly, and walked forward while talking with him.The two breathed intertwined, and Luo Ping looked up at him in the bumps: "Your Majesty..."

Luo Ping's eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of water, not at all like the usual serious and restrained appearance, he looked at Zhou Tang in a daze, and swallowed with a thud: "Little master?"

This little master actually brought Luo Ping back to his senses, he was startled, closed his eyes, and said nothing more.

Shen Liu took Luo Ping's token as a token, and was showing off his power in front of the convoy escorting relief supplies, shouting for King Yue to come out, weighing how much money to exchange for his mentor's life.

However, to his surprise, King Yue, who claimed to swear to his death to escort supplies for the people, was not in the convoy.

Shen Liu was taken aback for a moment, feeling something was wrong in his heart.Although King Yue is surrounded by elites, they are not many. Even if they are all used to protect the convoy, they are not as good as half of his bandits. But now his elites are here, but no one is there. What is the meaning of this?

Without waiting for him to think about it, the Nanshan bandit that sprang out from the other end immediately attracted his attention.He had expected that the Nanshan bandits would come, and immediately entered the state of preparation for battle.In his eyes, the Yue King's elite is a trivial matter, and the Nanshan bandits are the most difficult to deal with.

Although they are both bandits, there are even more grievances between Hongjinzhai and Nanshan bandits than with the government.Shen Liu left a quarter of his men to guard the camp and take care of the hostages. Of the people he brought, he used most of them to deal with the Red Scarf Village, and the remaining half to rob the disaster money.

The sounds of fighting are endless, and the three parties are all fighting.

Fang Jin focused on dealing with Shen Liu, and as soon as he fought, he knew that this person was definitely not a wild man.The steel knife in that hand danced impeccably, with firmness and softness, the knife's movements were endless, the number of moves was not like what Da Chengren was used to, but rather Xizhao's treacherous and unpredictable style.

When the two were fighting, Ting Ting cut down several red scarf bandits beside the convoy. He didn't care about the money, he only concentrated on killing the bandits, killing one and earning one. Escort.

However, the Red Scarf Village has a strong foundation and a large number of people, and it is gradually gaining the upper hand.At this moment, there was a sudden sound of killing in the valley, and five hundred cavalry rushed towards the Red Scarf Bandit and the Nanshan Bandit, surrounding them.

Zhou Tang stepped out slowly on a black horse. He hugged a person and said condescendingly: "The Yuezhou army is here. If you want to fight again, just attack. Those who don't fight abandon their weapons and kneel down. I will let the past go. But spare him his death!"

His voice resounded across the valley with undeniable majesty.

Everyone stopped fighting, looking at the siege of three layers and three layers, it seemed to be deliberating.

Shen Liu's eyes widened, and he said in a trembling voice: "Impossible! This is impossible! How can you borrow the cavalry guarding the city of Yuezhou? Yang Qiyun will definitely not lend it to you!"

Zhou Tang understood, and looked at him coldly: "It doesn't matter whether he borrowed or not, as long as I can get it, what's the use of pursuing these things now? I stole the camp, rescued the hostages, and all the backers have fallen." , you still don't admit defeat?"

Shen Liu also had a quick mind: "There are only five hundred soldiers, and the government forces the people to rebel. Our Red Scarf Village and the Nanshan bandits may not be invincible!"

Clang.As if laughing at his words, Fang Jin threw away the long sword in his hand, and knelt down first to salute: "My lord, Zhongli is fortunate to fulfill his mission."

Shen Liu was dumbfounded on the spot.

Following his submission, the Nanshan bandits immediately fell to their knees.Infected, many people in the Red Scarf Village also knelt down.

Zhou Tang said to Shen Liu indifferently: "He Yang Qiyun can afford to support a bandit, how can I, the majestic Yue King, not be able to?"

Knowing that the general situation was over, Shen Liu wanted to kill himself, but Zhou Tang flicked a piece of silver from his finger: "I can't let you die so easily, I will send you a tael of silver to the underworld. Ting Ting, tied up your enemy, brought you to Shake the business platform to show the public, bloodletting sacrifice to heaven!"

Collusion between officials and bandits.

This time, Zhou Tang finally found evidence that Yang Qiyun was having an affair with the gangster.

The little master asked him to borrow Yang Zhizhou's soldiers, but he didn't go for a long time, that's why.

The banditry in Yuezhou has been banned repeatedly, and there must be government connivance.

How many officials benefited from it, Luo Ping checked layer by layer, but Yang Qiyun hid too deeply, and took the initiative to put up a few scapegoats to divert their attention, so that Luo Ping had to believe that he was innocent.

This time the young master was captured, Zhou Tang broke up with Yang Zhizhou in a moment of anger, he did not expect that it would be a blessing in disguise, and he found out the incomprehensible situation, he felt very happy.

It's just that the little master in his arms was seriously ill, which made him extremely worried, and he hurriedly took him back to the city for treatment.

When passing by Paozi Village, I suddenly heard the sound of firecrackers in the village. I presumably heard that the bandits in Yuezhou were wiped out, and they took out all the firecrackers left over from the Chinese New Year.

The loud noise made Luo Ping sober, and he asked Zhou Tang: "Win?"

"Well, I won."

"...Sorry for dragging you down."

"Little master, I'm very happy that you can give me a chance to save you. I've grown up, and you can be self-willed with me and rely on me in the future. That's not a drag, don't apologize to me."

"I want..." Luo Ping looked at him, but his eyes were dull, "I have to apologize after all..."

Zhou Tang's face froze, and he wanted to ask why, but he didn't know why, but he didn't dare to ask.

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Luo Ping was ill for a few days, and his cough gradually healed, but he was always lethargic, and sometimes he would talk nonsense if he couldn't sleep well.

Zhou Tang invited a few doctors to look at it, and they all said that there was nothing serious, but it was cold due to the heavy rain.However, more than a dozen prescriptions of medicine had little effect, Zhou Tang was so angry that he scolded several doctors bloody, but it still didn't help.

After the Red Scarf Village and the Nanshan bandits were wiped out, there were a lot of things left to deal with.

At this time without Luo Ping, Zhou Tang and Fang Jin are both the first and the second eldest.

That day Fushangtai let out blood to sacrifice to the sky, tossing Shen Liu until he could only breathe.But Zhou Tang hesitated to kill him, because Shen Liu refused to bring out Yang Qiyun's criminal evidence, which made his plan to kill two birds with one stone go to waste.

At that time, Shen Liu failed to seek death, but became greedy. He knew that he was not the ultimate goal of the King of Yue.The king of Yue wanted the military power of Yuezhou. As long as he didn't confess Yang Qiyun, he wouldn't die.

Fang Jin has a lot of strategies for governing the country, but his strategies for governing people are lacklustre.He admitted that he was not as good as Mu Quan in matters such as extorting confessions through torture.

Zhou Tang said angrily: "You're just a prisoner, why are you so useless! If the young master comes to interrogate, he can be recruited in just one day."

Fang Jin lamented: "I used to hear that Luo Siqing used all kinds of cruel methods to interrogate prisoners. After getting to know him, I thought, how could such a handsome, gentle and soft-hearted person do such inhumane things."

Zhou Tang thought for a while and said, "That's because you have never seen him. When he hardened his heart, he really looked like Shura."

He had seen Luo Ping who was interrogating the prisoners in the cell, and Luo Ping who was there looked relaxed.It seems that he has long been used to that kind of darkness, and he is also used to watching people struggle and beg for mercy.

But on weekdays, the little master is indeed easy to soften his heart. Zhou Tang understands this best. There is almost nothing that he can't ask for from the little master, except for one thing.

Several gangsters in the Red Scarf Village who refused to surrender were beheaded by Zhou Tang, and the remaining ones were said to be released to the fields, but in fact Zhou Tang recruited them all to his command.

Now there are no more Nanshan Bandits, only the "Nanshan Army".

Zhou Tang asked Tingting to control these "Nanshan Army", saying that he could punish them as he wanted, and allowed him to avenge his personal revenge.So Ting Ting gave each of them thirty army sticks on the first day, and ghosts and wolves howled on the Nanshan school grounds, a group of big men begged their grandpa and grandma for mercy.

——This is the first army led by the future General Qin Wang.

When I went to Nanshan today, Zhou Tang looked at the bandit soldiers who were drilled to death by Ting Ting, and took Dr. Zhao away.

He really couldn't do anything, Luoping burned intermittently for seven days, and the doctors in the city were scolded by him so that they dared not come to the house, so he had to call the military doctor of the Nanshan Army.

Dr. Zhao cut the pulse, and after listening to the description of the condition, he frowned and said, "Mr. Luo's symptoms are caused by a nightmare."

"Damned?"

Dr. Zhao nodded: "Mr.'s typhoid fever is already quite serious, and the treatment was delayed, which hurt his lungs a bit. It's okay just like this, but he is so awake and confused at times, it cannot be cured by medicine. It's like evil."

"How could this be?"

"I'm afraid it's because he has too many worries in his heart, and he can't get out of it."

Zhou Tang was silent.

These days, he also noticed that he probably couldn't understand what the little master was muttering, but it didn't seem to have anything to do with him.The little master called His Majesty one after another, and he always felt that it was calling himself.

"How can it be cured?"

"Some people will invite Taoist priests to exorcise this kind of nightmare. The old man thinks it is unnecessary. Mr. is a sensible person. When he figured it out, he should wake up."

"Yeah." Zhou Tang didn't believe those nagging, so he sent Dr. Zhao away after asking.

Lying sideways on Luo Ping's bed, Zhou Tang embraced Luo Ping tightly, buried his head on the back of his neck and rubbed gently: "Little Master, don't think about anything, okay? Xiao Tang will exorcise you."

Their chests were pressed against their backs, and their heartbeats seemed to be at the same frequency.

That night, Luo Ping woke up, but Zhou Tang fell asleep behind him.

Luo Ping felt thirsty and wanted to get out of bed to get water. As soon as he got up, Zhou Tang's arm around his waist subconsciously tightened.

After sleeping for many days, Luo Ping was top-heavy, and he fell back when he grabbed him like this.

Zhou Tang woke up suddenly: "Little..." As soon as the small words came out, he lost his voice.

In the darkness, he saw a pair of eyes as warm as water, looking at him quietly.

There were mixed eyes in those eyes, as if there were thousands of words to tell him.Zhou Tang stared at it for a moment, feeling that the person reflected in it was himself but not himself.

Luo Ping blinked lightly, and that look no longer existed.

A hoarse voice broke the silence: "My lord, I want to drink water..."

Zhou Tang was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "Oh yes, I'll bring it to you."

The little master is sober, completely sober.Zhou Tang knew that he had returned to the cautious and polite little master, and he no longer murmured so affectionately.

Looking at the color of the water in the teacup, a voice suddenly sounded in his heart.The voice earnestly called "Your Majesty" and counted the No. 20 seven river lanterns for him.

Luo Ping finished drinking the glass of water, closed his eyes and leaned against the bed rail: "My lord, I'm fine, you go back..."

The unfinished words were blocked in the lips.

Attacking bit by bit, Zhou Tang's breathing became heavier.He was very nervous, with his palms resting on the back of Luoping's neck, trembling slightly.

Having kissed so many times playfully, but never kissed so deeply, Zhou Tang leaned on him, impatiently wanting him to get closer to him.

"Little master..." Between deep kisses, Zhou Tang said vaguely, "You can give me anything, right? You can teach me about love, I like you so much that I don't know what to do Already... you can teach me."

As he spoke, he groped under Luo Ping.

Luo Ping pressed his hand.

Zhou Tang looked up at him, his eyes were red, and begged, "Little Master..."

Luo Ping patted the back of his hand lightly: "Okay, I... will teach you."