Si Tian Guan

A cup of warm water was pressed against Qu Chenzhou's lips, and he wanted to raise his hand to take it, only to find that his arms were limp, and a thin layer of sweat stuck his clothes to his body, so he had to bow his head and take a few sips.

"I just got a fever." The person by the bed put the cup aside, tucked his hand back into the quilt, and touched his forehead: "The fever is gone now, let's lie down for a while."

Half of his body was leaning on someone else, and he could smell the good smell by tilting his head, and softly called out: "My son..."

"What?" Liu Chongming lowered his head: "Is there any other discomfort?"

"Shizi." He didn't answer, but called again, his throat was a little dry.

Ever since I fell into the lotus pond, I knew that this was probably inevitable. The water was so cold, but it was not as cold as the darkness in the dream.

Some reassuring voice was needed to reassure him that he had escaped the nightmare.

"I'm here." Seeing that he was bored, Liu Chongming forked a pear slice to feed him.

"My aunt has settled down. Although she was born 20 days earlier, she is still a bastard who cries loudly. My aunt is also fine. She has fallen asleep. When she wakes up, let's go and see together."

The pear slices have been soaked in salt water intimately, without such a pungent taste.

With Qu Shenzhou in his mouth, he called again vaguely: "Chongming."

Liu Chongming likes to hear him call his name.

Many people called him "Chongming", but it was the first time that... his own name could be called out with such a sweet taste.

"Call again."

"Well, Chongming."

"What are you doing!" He used sliced ​​pears as bait, seduced people into shouting several times, and then asked, "Are you planning to add more money?"

Qu Chenzhou bit the pear slices crisply, as if he couldn't bear the light, covered his eyes with the back of his hand, his throat slipped slightly, his lips moved, judging by the mouth shape, it was still "Chong Ming".

Liu Chongming gagged his mouth with a slice of pear, but was bitten by someone with his fingers.

"Little fox, are you hungry for meat?"

He moved his fingers, and his soft tongue slid back and forth.

Too bad, hook him again.

"This way..." He pulled out his finger and wiped water on Qu Chenzhou's lips: "Do you still want me to keep you innocent?"

Qu Chenzhou didn't give him an answer, just pursed his lips.

He was sure that he saw the little fox smiling, but in a blink of an eye, those glazed eyes blinked, as if seeing something, and the smile faded again.

Obviously there is nothing, except... the wrench on his thumb.

As he expected, Qu Chenzhou pushed away the things he was feeding, put away his laughter, and asked: "I have passed with General Bai for the passage of Xiyuan, has your son heard about it?"

"Well," Liu Chongming didn't ask people to get up, still leaning on his arm pillow: "Uncle said he would investigate, but now he can only hold back."

For Qu Shenzhou, he stroked the hair on his ears and temples: "Fortunately, I have you."

If it were any one of them, it would be impossible for the aunt to avoid the queen and the sudden crossbow | arrows at the same time.

"Now is not the time to thank you." Qu Chenzhou squinted his eyes and asked softly, "Did Madam give birth prematurely because of being frightened?"

"No." Liu Chongming shook his head lightly.

They still underestimated Qu Chenzhou's hexagram, and they should have been alert when they talked about "early birth"—the aunt is not young anymore, and she can't touch the "early birth" anyway.

But they all noticed before that Shen Zhou had guessed that the belly was a boy, so they didn't investigate further.

"Shi Lei said that although he has been guarding my aunt, but after all he has no medical skills. He only knows that not long after the imperial doctor entered, the maid screamed for someone."

"It's Imperial Physician Xia." He was afraid that Qu Chenzhou wouldn't understand, so he explained: "The queen pointed it out to my sister. Maybe it's because I know it's someone close to my sister, so my aunt let go of her guard."

"For the emperor, it's hard to say whether my aunt gave birth prematurely because of Imperial Physician Xia or because she fell into the water. If it is investigated, it may just be a stay-at-home investigation."

"Sister said, there is no need for Imperial Physician Xia to stay, I will take care of this matter, you live here now, don't worry about it."

"I told my sister many things, and she told me one thing when I mentioned Pan He."

"After Pan He was sent to Jinxiu Camp, she went to serve the emperor. When she walked around the window, she heard a few words from the emperor and Eunuch Yu, and mentioned a place name—Jinpingzhuang."

"I've never heard of this place, let Fang Wuyang check it out another day."

"People outside are waiting to see Shi Yan and I have a falling out, so I'll come over a few more times and let them think about it."

Qu Shenzhou listened to him without saying a word, only reacting to the last sentence.

"Not right," he said softly, "The Bailiu family are inseparable, and that's the best deterrent. Even if it's just a superficial appearance, don't be distracted. Those who don't believe will try many ways, while those who believe will be ready to provoke them out of thin air. A lot of trouble."

"But……"

Liu Chongming was puzzled.

As they said before, the emperor doesn't want to see one family dominate, three provinces stand at the same time, three kings coexist, and everyone has their own enemies, just like Liao Guangming and Bo Yan.

If he wants to go all the way up, he will inevitably need a tit-for-tat opponent sooner or later.

And looking around, the most evenly matched is Bai Shiyan.

"It's not right," Qu Chenzhou still insisted: "Your Majesty, let me deal with the matter in front of me first. Let me think about it later. What's the matter with Liao Guangming?"

Although he asked, he knew that Jiang Xingzhi had a way of fooling King Qi, and he would basically not fail.

"As expected, the emperor has spoken. There is no reason why Liao Guangming shouldn't." Liu Chongming brought the expected good news: "There is no place for Liao Guangming in the city. He seems to want to disrupt the idea of ​​mass graves." Woolen cloth."

"Money is absolutely indispensable, and Pan He also wants to get it. The only thing I worry about now is whether Pan He can sustain it."

Liu Chongming sighed.

Xu Ziwen frequently brought him news about Jinxiu Camp, and Liao Guangming became more and more anxious, wondering if Pan He could be delivered to them in one piece.

"With the bet, Liao Guangming knows what the son wants, Pan He's fate can be kept, and the rest..." Qu Chenzhou closed his eyes and thought for a long time, then said: "I will do my best, but I still have to rely on Linghe. "

"Linghe?

"Yes. After all, I can only divination once every five days, but Ling He is different. He observes people meticulously, and can deduce many details from every move. If you want to understand Pan He's mind, you have to rely on Ling He."

To get Ling He's full help, Rong Jiu'an must first be released from prison and pushed into the Imperial Academy.

"It hasn't rained for a long time." Liu Chongming sighed.

It has really been a long time, and more and more people are anxiously looking forward to it under the merciless scorching sun.

Rong Jiu'an's Rain-seeking Fu has been modified several times, and everything is ready.

Everyone is waiting for a heavy rain.

"There will be." Qu Chenzhou smiled, felt the sweat on his forehead had dried, got up and lifted the quilt: "Go and see Madam first."

Liu Chongming retreated to the table and sat down without avoiding it, watching Qu Shenzhou change his clothes.

The old scars on the back have faded away, only the two butterfly bones are still distinct. The last time I saw this in the candlelight was two years ago.

In this way, it has been two years since the two of them were noisy.

"Shen Zhou," he stared blankly, thinking—they will have more years in the future: "Being disrespectful is a capital offense, so don't take any more risks."

Qu Chenzhou knew what Liu Chongming was worried about, so he didn't rush to appease him, and thought for a moment before saying: "Because I found a strange hexagram."

Not only today, but also in the last life, I have seen the same hexagram on the emperor.

He was eager to know why this hexagram repeatedly appeared on the emperor.

"Sin begot a son..." He asked softly: "My son, sin begot a son, what exactly is it?"

The maid retreated and closed the door, the bead curtain was still swinging freely.

It wasn't until the clanging sound completely subsided that Concubine Yu was sure that there was no one else in the room. She grabbed King Huai's sleeve and asked hastily, "Jing Yan, did you do what happened to Mrs. Bai?"

"What are you talking about?" Mu Jingyan raised his hand, pulled out his sleeves, smiled slightly, and continued to fan the fire on the tea stove with a small fan, patiently and gently.

"Everyone in Xiyuan knows that it was Chongming's slave who pushed Mrs. Bai down, so what does it have to do with me?"

It would be good to use these words to deceive others, but how could Concubine Yu not understand her son, the more she heard him speak calmly, the more worried she became.

She looked out the window, walked anxiously for a few steps, and when she spoke again, her voice weakened, it was all begging.

"Jing Yan, let them fight, okay? Zhangzhou is a good place, far away from disputes, you...you go and beg the emperor..."

Under the glance of her son, she swallowed the rest of her words back into her stomach.

"Stay away from disputes?" Mu Jingyan sneered.

He is six to seven points similar to Concubine Yu in appearance, delicate and gentle, no matter whether he smiles or not, he is kind and easy-going.

"Mother concubine wants to stay away from disputes now?" He asked again, with a pleasant smile in his eyes: "Mother concubine had sex with others back then, did she just fight for a piece of Zhangzhou for her son?"

"you……"

Concubine Yu's throat tightened, tears rolled out uncontrollably, and she was afraid that someone would hear her, so she could only bite her handkerchief tightly and lay down on the couch.

Mu Jingyan stared at the tea stove intently, as if the most important thing was the tea that was about to boil in front of him.

It wasn't until the sobbing sound in his ear gradually subsided that he was indifferent and seemed to be talking to himself: "Why did Mrs. Bai fall into the water at that time?"

It was not the first time that Concubine Yu was angry with her son, and she was used to turning a blind eye to him. She couldn't move her hard-hearted heart until she continued to cry. Chongming had resentment in his heart, and he didn't dare to do anything to Chongming, so he waited for an opportunity to take revenge on Mrs. Bai."

Mu Jingyan didn't speak, he had heard this saying in the chats of everyone.

Said that Chongming only loves the face of that little monster, but in fact he is very harsh on people, he beats and scolds when he moves, he doesn't even bat an eyelid, it's no wonder that the little monster has been grudges for a long time.

This statement also makes sense.

That slave did have sharp eyes and a stunning face. He had also inquired about it from Qishenglou, and he knew that the little monster's temper was stubborn and undisciplined, making it very unlikable.

It should indeed make sense.

But he always felt a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't tell where it was.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't encountered any troubles for a long time, the last time he was uncomfortable was the box of lip balm on King Ning's body.

Fortunately, no matter what, Liu Chongming also had a bad relationship with Bai Shiyan.

It is said that Liu Chongming went to the White Mansion several times in the past two days, and when he came out, he didn't look very good, as if he had a conflict with someone.

Although it is not satisfactory, it is more or less deviated from expectations.

"Next, let's see if that slave can come out of Bai's house alive." He poured boiling water for the first cup of tea, and looked at the flower-like tea leaves in the cup, and did not neglect Concubine Yu: "Why is the concubine mother?" think?"

"Will...will live," Concubine Yu looked at the teacup in fear, unable to forget the feeling of being splashed with boiling water when she said something wrong last time: "Their two families have been getting along for so many years, Liu Weiying is also safe, and the Bai family... Always give some face."

Seeing her son nodding in agreement, her high hanging heart finally came to rest.

"Liao Guangming...was it also arranged by you?"

Mu Jingyan was noncommittal, patiently brewed the tea three times, and offered it respectfully with both hands.

"Mother and concubine use it slowly, and the minister will come to accompany mother and concubine to have tea at another time."

Concubine Yu dared not sit still and sent him out the door.

The palace people walking outside all moved lightly and did not make a sound, only the sound of sweeping the floor came from a distance, slowly and regularly.

Outside the wall door was an old eunuch who was sweeping the floor. He looked less than half a hundred years old, but his hair was half gray, and his back was bent.

Mu Jingyan looked sideways for a moment, then smiled.

"It's pretty clean, reward me."

The author has something to say: Does anyone want to guess, who is this old eunuch sweeping the floor?