Si Tian Guan

After the curfew, idlers are not allowed to move around and stay outside.

With Bai Shiyan taking the time to clear the road himself, Liu Chongming and others are not idlers.

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

Rong Jiu'an still had such a calm expression, holding up the lantern, he only said "Father and mother have fallen asleep, please be quiet", and then looked at the person beside Liu Chongming.

Before coming here, everyone knew what they should do. Liu Qingchi stood up with a book between them, and bowed to Rong Jiu'an: "Rong Tanhua, thank you for your advice."

Rong Tanhua has a brilliant literary talent and a proud personality. He is admired by many young people in Jinxi Academy, and Liu Qingchi is one of them.

Seeing that the other party was still being polite to him at this time, Rong Jiu'an understood what Liu Chongming had vaguely mentioned before, and also returned the courtesy: "Young Master, you are here."

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

Only Ling He with an indifferent face was left in the front hall, and without looking at Qu Shenzhou, he poured tea for Liu Chongming: "Your Majesty, sit down, Jiu'an will come out in a while."

The attitude is alienated, as if he doesn't know who the visitor is for tonight.

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

Ling He glanced at Liu Chongming, who seemed to have never heard of it, and then looked back at Qu Shenzhou, who had an arrogant posture. Knowing that he couldn't be fooled tonight, he endured it, picked up the teapot again, and poured tea.

"No, Baihao Silver Needle."

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

Ling He knew that no matter how much he evaded, he would always be forced to the point where he had nowhere to retreat.

"Master Shizi taught you well," he sneered, "Let me indulge my slaves in my house, don't blame me for beating dogs and ignoring their masters."

Liu Chongming smiled with a teacup in his hand, Qu Shenzhou usually caught his popularity, but now it was the first time he saw the little fox showing his minions to others, it was actually very pleasing to the eye.

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

"That's right," he said with a smile to Ling He, "I'm used to it, and he treats me the same way at home."

The person who finds fault has changed from one to two.

At the spring banquet, Ling He was naturally there too. Seeing the appearance of the two of them, how could they not know that the lotus pond is just a show.

But he didn't want to think too much about the purpose behind this act, which was also the reason why he shied away and persuaded Rong Jiu to stay out of it.

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

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

Ling He didn't look back: "I've already thanked Shizi in person."

Liu Chongming pointed with a smile: "You don't need to thank me, I have to thank Shen Zhou for this."

"Me?" Without waiting for anyone to answer, Qu Chenzhou said, "For me, it's useless to just say thank you."

Ling He couldn't bear it anymore, and simply refused straight to the point.

"If you two can do anything else, Ling He is obliged, but I don't want to interfere with unnecessary trouble."

Qu Chenzhou tutted his head and shook his head: "Ling Shaoqing still doesn't allow Tanhua to think long-term. Dare I ask, is there any matter in the court that can be separated from that 'trouble'?"

Ling He remained silent with a livid face.

Liu Chongming had already made it clear to him before, saying that Pan He might be in dire condition, 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 has made up his mind, and there is no way to persuade him to turn back. He only hopes that he will stay away from right and wrong, and can squeeze out a narrow way to survive when Rong Jiu'an's foot is in the air.

Seeing him hesitate, Qu Chenzhou patted his clothes and was about to get up.

"Your Majesty, there are still people who want to be exquisite." He smiled at Liu Chongming, "Since Ling Shaoqing is not needed, it's not interesting for Rong Tanhua to come out alone, why don't you send it in again."

"How dare you!" Ling He growled.

"Why don't I dare?"

Only then did Ling He realize that he was at a disadvantage under his rage, and asked with a sneer, "What a big tone, who do you think you are?"

Qu Chenzhou stopped in front of him, half head short, then raised his jaw.

"Ling He, do you think I was lucky enough to pull Rong Jiuan out of the guillotine?"

Ling He thought so.

He had interrogated countless liars and half-immortals. Before the punishment rod fell, everyone was arrogant, but he also had to admit that Qu Shenzhou put him under invisible pressure, as if the person being interrogated was himself.

Moreover, Liu Chongming asked Jiu'an to start preparing to ask for Yufu long in advance, and he had to consider it carefully because he had a well-thought-out plan.

Qu Shenzhou didn't continue to persecute, but instead smiled brightly and chatted with others about homework.

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

His finger touched Ling He's shoulder: "Is it because of this?"

As if being scalded by a soldering iron, Ling He stepped back a few steps, his expression changed drastically.

"How do you..."

"How do you know?" Qu Chenzhou folded his arms and smiled easily.

How could he not know that such shameful marks had existed on his body for more than ten years, and when Ling He's clothes were stripped off, he recognized the brand marks on his back at a glance.

It looks dazzling.

He pointed there and told others to comb it out.

Not only this slave mark, he even saw Ling He's white bones washed by boiling water and steel brushes.

"The two elders of the Rong family picked up a baby from the river when they were 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 point, Ling He is indisputable.

Qu Chenzhou pressed his fingers hard and poked him to sit down: "Linghe, do you want people to know that the two elders of the Rong family are hiding escaped slaves, or do you want to send Rong Jiu'an back?"

Ling He looked at the two people in front of him, gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you threatening me?"

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

"Qu Chenzhou," Ling He looked at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Your Majesty said that you do not know the prophet, but I still didn't believe it at first."

"Do you believe it now?"

"So you want me to believe that if this news gets out, what will happen to you? What will happen to your son?"

Qu Chenzhou sneered, turned his head and raised his eyebrows and said, "My lord, what do you think I said? If he didn't ask this question, people really can't be used."

When had Ling He been humiliated like this before, his face flushed red.

"why are you laughing!"

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

"Laugh at you for overestimating your capabilities."

He drew a small circle in the air with his fingers: "Go and tell someone, but... I will take the lives of the second elder of the family and Rong Jiu'an in return, Ling Shaoqing, do you dare to give it a try?"

Ling He didn't dare.

What's more, there were begging for rain in advance, and there were unknown traces of slavery in the future.

"Ling He is just the son of a servant, so why do you need to go to war like this? Just for Pan He?" Ling He was puzzled: "What do you want to do?"

No matter how domineering the other party is, after all, he knows Qu Chenzhou's most secret secret, which is insignificant in comparison.

Qu Chenzhou paced over, bent down, and whispered a few times in Ling He's ear.

"What did you tell Ling He in the end?" Liu Chongming couldn't help asking on the way back to the other courtyard.

He knew that the little fox was good at bewitching people, but thinking about how Ling He let go after a moment of silence, he couldn't help being curious.

"It's no big deal, didn't the son know? Linghe was originally the son of a slave girl. Presumably, his mother didn't want him to follow his old path, so she found a chance to put him in the river. Whether it was dead or alive, he finally escaped the hell on earth. "

Qu Chenzhou had the heart to smile: "To be honest, I still envy him a little bit."

Liu Chongming was so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak for a while, and he didn't dare to touch the things he didn't want to mention in his heart, so he asked softly: "So what you told him was about slavery?"

"Naturally," Qu Chenzhou nodded, "I promise him that if the success of the son is successful, first, he must abolish his slave status, and second, let him judge the case fairly in Dali Temple with peace of mind..."

He spoke halfway, then suddenly turned to look at Liu Chongming, and asked with a smile: "My lord, am I overstepping?"

"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 the slavery, or is it because of Dali Temple?"

"It's all of them. I've seen a lot in Dali Temple, and no matter how upright a person is, they can't help but want to use evil to counter evil." Qu Chenzhou nodded his shoulder: "And the son can't think of it, because the son doesn't know ... What does it feel like to have this thing on your body?"

Liu Chongming twitched in his heart, and his footsteps seemed to be so heavy that he couldn't drag.

"Shen Zhou, you..."

"My lord, I took many detours in my previous life, and I didn't do many serious good deeds," Qu Chenzhou interrupted him: "The regrets of the past, this time it all depends on your lord."

"Don't worry, I will do my best."

Having said that, Liu Chongming still felt uncomfortable, so he went up a few steps and walked side by side with others.

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

"So crazy, isn't it?" Qu Chenzhou pursed his lips and smiled: "That's why 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. Your wish, I will definitely help you realize it."

It was the first time in such a long time that he frankly said that he liked Qu Shenzhou.

The former reserved and arrogant, has long been smashed and scattered, no trace to be found.

No wonder my uncle is willing to let go of all his vigor in front of my aunt, he thought, because he likes it.

He indulged himself and a hole was punched in his heart, and the hole was filled with a little fox, whose tail would itch if he scratched it, and his mouth would hurt if he gnawed it.

But whether it's pain or itching, he still carries his fluff in his arms, and he doesn't want to let go.

The soft hand was in his sweaty palm, and he didn't break free.

Qu Chenzhou stopped and looked at him with his head tilted in the dim light of the lantern, with a soft outline and a smile in his beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

For a moment, Liu Chongming thought that he was still in a dream, but the fingers were in their hands. He didn't want to think about the misty past, he just wanted to hold the reality in front of him.

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

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

The roots of his ears were flushed, he lowered his head slightly and did not move, exposing the taboos of the past to unscrupulous people, he heard a sigh in his ear.

"The prince won't like it."

"I like it." He emphasized again.

Qu Shenzhou's nose was facing him, his eyes were wet.

He thought that the moonlight was just right, the wind was warm, and it was rare for him to express his love, and he could hear some naughty sweet words from the little fox's mouth.

But there was only one plea in my ear.

"My son, the abolition of slavery is the wish of my two lifetimes. Don't forget it when the son is done."

Hearing these words made one's heart skip a beat, Liu Chongming tightened his arms and wrapped the man in his arms.

"There will be such a day, after that?"

He felt that Qu Shenzhou tonight was inexplicably weird, but he couldn't tell where the weirdness was.

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

Hanging his heart can not go up or down.

"What do you want to do next?" He raised the lantern, looking at the dazzling pupils under the slender eyelashes.

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

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

Liu Chongming's hands froze in the air, and he finally knew where the uneasiness and weirdness was—in the future that Qu Shenzhou was looking forward to, he didn't seem to exist.