Si Tian Guan

A rain in early summer thoroughly moistened the dry and cracked land, and then stopped abruptly at just the right time.

A good rain.

People in the streets and alleys were revived by this rain, and they were all busy with their immediate livelihoods.

After the weather is good, everything else seems to become trivial and can only be used as a chat after dinner.

The most talked about is Rong Tanhua, who took advantage of the heavy rain to jump out of trouble. Some people envied him for his shit luck, and some despised him for losing his heart after all.

Among the verbal criticisms against Rong Jiu'an, the third son of Anding Hou's family stands out the most.

Even the emperor read it in his spare time and said that Liu Qingchi's articles were much more enlightening than before, wonderful and wonderful, so he didn't stop these students from messing around.

But when it comes to Anding Hou's family, everyone in the court wants Liu Shizi who is in Dali Temple.

Unlike Liu Qingchi's rise to fame, since Ling He took over as the young minister of Dali Temple, Liu Shizi's face has not been cleared. It is said that he was dismissed from office, was scolded by the emperor, and was scolded back to Dali Temple to stay there.

So everyone can understand that Shi Ziye is in a bad mood.

It is said that when the crown prince went to the banquet, some ignorant people saw the charming young slave behind him, and wanted to tease him, but before the end of the fan was stretched out, he just took a second look, and was kicked over by the crown prince. on the ground.

The chopsticks in King Ning's hand fell to the ground in shock, and he didn't dare to pick them up for a moment.

Someone secretly said that Shizi is a little crazy.

King Ning expressed that it was understandable, he would have gone crazy if he had such a disaster by his side.

Whether there is a madman or not is another matter, but some people who were waiting to see the dispute between the Bailiu family were still disappointed.

I thought that the two families should make some splashes after the spring banquet, but the prince visited frequently for a while, and the Bai family finally asked him to carry him back.

I didn't see any quarrel between Bai Shiyan and Shizi, and there was a lot of thunder and rain, which made many people go back disappointed.

Compared with the eye-catching and stable Hou's house, Liao Guangming, who caused disturbances on weekdays, went down silently.

Although many people know that because of the bet at the Spring Banquet, the Jinxiu Camp was rarely taken to the northern suburbs of the capital for practice, but when they talked, they all tacitly understood that Jinxiu Camp would never be there again. The scenery of the past.

As for the addition of one or less imperial physician in the imperial hospital, it was even more silent, and no one talked about it.

There was a lot of noise and noise outside, and the courtyard was peaceful and peaceful across a wall.

Qu Shenzhou flung himself into the long-lost sarong, sighed with emotion, "Golden nests and silver nests are not as good as dog nests", and refused to get up. The bell above his head was knocked and shook a few times, like the sound of wind passing by.

Liu Chongming liked to see his lazy appearance, since he couldn't drag him away, he took all the books to the bedroom to read.

"Ding Lekang, do you know him?" Liu Chongming sat by the bed and flipped through the booklet to him, and added this name on the last page.

Qu Chenzhou showed his face from under the quilt, motioned him to look back, and crossed out a few names with a stroke: "These people can't be regarded as the people of King Huai, so don't worry about it for now."

Another one was circled: "Well, there's a lot of dirty money behind the scenes, so it's easy to do. Let Fang Wuyang send someone to steal it at home, and after making a fuss with the police, push it to Ling He. There are many more that can be found out."

Ling He is upright and trustworthy, if there is any trouble, just push it to Dali Temple, and they can leave it alone, which is really useful.

Liu Chongming wrote them down one by one, and couldn't help but smile wryly: "When will they come one by one, press down on the gourd and lift it up, King Huai's side will not stop. Is there any way to catch them all in one go?"

Qu Shenzhou lay down on the bed again, and replied in a muffled voice: "I haven't thought of it yet, so take your time."

In the current situation, there is no other way but to take it slowly.

Liu Chongming picked up what he just said again: "Do you still remember Ding Lekang?"

"He was also captured by King Huai?" Qu Chenzhou smiled: "It's really the key to the attack. Ding Lekang's Jinwu Guard is the closest to the emperor, and his skills are not bad. Mu Jingyan is waiting for the emperor to come to heaven."

"One day, the palace will be full of excitement." Liu Chongming flicked the roster with two fingers: "It's easy to get rid of people, but if Ding Lekang goes down, who knows what kind of cat or dog will come up. I let someone let him go." Give Bao Yan the word, without Liao Guangming to disrupt the situation, Bo Yan should have time to rectify Nanya."

He remembered Liao Guangming when he mentioned it.

"A few days ago, I went into the palace to be scolded. The emperor must know that Pan He has been in my hands, so he didn't scold me twice. Is this a good thing?"

"It's still too early to be happy. Pan He has been in Liao Guangming's hands for more than half a year, and there is no sign of it, let alone the current situation."

In order to get the land of mass graves in the northern suburbs, Liao Guangming sent people here, but Pan He's eyes were blind and his throat was also hoarse.

They can only suffer a dull loss and still take the person next.

Liu Chongming originally planned to let the doctor see if he could heal his throat, but Qu Shenzhou directly cut off his thoughts - don't waste your time, the dumb medicine used in Jinxiu Camp, let alone cure it, even a little hoarseness Not out either.

Liu Chongming had no choice but to give up.

Because they were not awake when they brought them here, they threw them in the dark room under the ear room, arranged them according to Xu Ziwen's suggestion, and did not teach Pan He to know that the nest was moved for the time being, but only let Ling He go to the house when he had time after the curfew. Come over and help watch.

"The doctor said that in Pan He's situation, he will be able to wake up in three to five days." Liu Chongming pushed the person in and leaned on the edge of the bed, feeling a little annoyed.

Before Pan He came to his senses, they'd better come up with a way to pry open the hard shell. Sentencing is not a good way-does Jinxiu Camp still lack a good hand?

"Did you see anything?" he asked.

"No," Qu Chenzhou shook his head helplessly, the next divination is only a few days away: "Look at Linghe. 'Sin begets a son'...do you have any clues?"

In the past few days, Liu Chongming went to the library of Jinxi Academy and Hanlin Academy, but the sea of ​​books is vast, and he can't let people know what he is looking for.

In the end, I could only try to find my father, but unexpectedly got the answer.

When my father heard that he planned to seize the heir, he was as silent as a tree or stone, but when he heard these three words, he was inexplicably surprised.

Amid his father's hesitation, he knew that Qu Shenzhou's desperate efforts were not in vain, and there must be an extremely important truth behind the "sin to give birth to a son".

"Father said it was impossible to find anything about the birth of a sinful child in any book, because it was just made up by a fortune teller on the street."

"At that time, the emperor was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he often fell ill."

A servant brought cut seasonal fruits, Qu Shenzhou wanted to lie down to eat, but was hooked by Liu Chongming to sit up with a piece of melon.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to know what happened to the emperor when he was young, but since he can see the hexagram again on the aged emperor, it must have a lot to do with the past.

"Because I'm sick, so I went to the doctor in a hurry and went to a fortune teller?" He asked.

"Sounds absurd, doesn't it?" Liu Chongming smiled: "But my father said that since then, the emperor has become more and more obsessed with ghosts and gods. After he ascended the throne, he single-handedly promoted Si Tianguan."

"What did the fortune teller say? About sin begetting children."

Liu Chongming fed him another piece.

"The so-called 'sinful birth' means that when the mother was pregnant, she was pregnant with a pair of twins, but when she gave birth, only one was born, and the other was stillborn."

"The gentleman said that the child who was alive was born with sin, and swallowed the sin of his brother's destiny."

Qu Chenzhou chewed slowly, trying to figure out the meaning.

"Your majesty is... a sin to give birth to a child!" He felt a little cold: "Could it be that Mr. said that the emperor's frailty and sickness are due to congenital sin?"

"Father said, that's it." Liu Chongming nodded: "The emperor's biological mother, He Meiren, is not very eye-catching. During the delivery, the first emperor didn't even go to see it, so not many people know about it."

"That is to say..."

The two looked at each other, and they both remembered what Eunuch Yu once said - does the prince know what "Bingdilian" is?

The emperor and the unborn brother were originally supposed to be Bing Dilian, but only the emperor, the "child of sin", was left behind.

"What happened later?" Qu Shenzhou asked softly.

Since the emperor heard this statement, it is impossible for him to let himself continue to be sick.What the fortune teller said later is very likely to be closely related to the matter they are investigating now.

"I also asked my father, and then," Liu Chongming sighed softly, "It's a pity that my father didn't take it to heart at the time, he just thought it was a charlatan talking nonsense, so he dragged the emperor away."

"However, the emperor's illness gradually improved after that, and it took him a long time to realize that maybe the emperor secretly went to find the fortune teller behind his back."

"But it has been a long time, and it is impossible to find that person again, so no one knows what that person said to the emperor at that time, except the emperor himself."

The only clue is broken again, and the only thing they can count on is Pan He, who is blind and dumb.

Pan He, Bing Dilian, Sin Sheng Zi...these things fell before his eyes, which even Qu Shen Zhou did not expect.

This may be their final shortcut to Jinxiu Camp, but it may also be an inescapable stumbling block.

If Pan He would rather die than open his mouth as he did in Liao Guangming's hands, once Liao Guangming had troubles in Los Angeles, Jinxiu Camp might just be a wedding dress they made for others.

"After dark today, I'll go there too," Qu Chenzhou couldn't sit still: "Let's take a look with Ling He, we have to think of something."

Seeing him, Liu Chongming was gearing up to set off. After feeding him a piece, he hesitated: "You...you and Linghe..."

"Your Majesty, don't worry," Qu Chenzhou tried to give him reassurance: "He can't fight me, even if we fight, he is not my opponent."

Liu Chongming couldn't take it anymore: "I just want to say, Ling He is an honest man, so don't bully him."

Now Linghe can only come here at night when no one is looking. After working hard for a few days without gaining anything, it is inevitable that he will feel unhappy. When he has nowhere to vent his anger, he bumps into Qu Shenzhou.

When he rushed over after hearing the servant's report, he heard Qu Chenzhou settle the score with Ling He with a cold face.

From the manpower and money spent to save Rong Jiu'an, to the time and thought of pushing the two to the Imperial Academy and the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, to the benefits and future of the two.

Linghe people are also honest, it's okay to be speechless, but in the end they were convinced by Qu Chenzhou's calculation, silently paid ten taels of silver as compensation, and pushed it to Qu Chenzhou.

Liu Chongming stood outside the door with his head on the wall, feeling very sympathetic to Ling He.

They are allies now anyway, Rong Jiu'an took the time to teach his younger brother to do his best, Ling He's running back and forth is also hard work, and he deserves credit for his hard work, Qu Chenzhou is always thinking about beating someone up, which is not a good thing.

Sometimes he even wondered if it was a wrong step to teach the little fox martial arts.

"It's easy to break, the son said," Qu Chenzhou smiled slightly: "And too many things are kept in the heart silently, which will make people suffocate."

"What about you?"

Liu Chongming followed him out, stood on the steps and asked him, "What about your heart?"

Qu Shenzhou had already walked through the Diyongquan, but came back by stepping on the water, and tiptoed to him under the steps.

"Your Majesty," there was a big difference in height between them, Qu Chenzhou stood on tiptoe vigorously and still kept the distance, and answered the question: "My mouth is a bit sweet."

Liu Chongming bent down.

That soft lip was his home, and unconsciously, he was so used to finding peace and comfort in it.

It is a bit sweet, extending from the tip of the tongue to the depths, it is the slight sweetness of fruit.

The little fox was gasping for breath after being kissed by him.

"Chongming, my heart... is with you."