Si Tian Guan

Bai Shiyan gave some instructions to the lieutenant beside him, watched the people lead the team away, and then turned back to the teahouse he just passed by, and went up to the wing room on the second floor.

Ever since the night of tossing Pan He, he has only gotten news from Liu Chongming, and this is the first time he has seen anyone in such a long time.

They grew up together since they were young, and they couldn't be more familiar, so at the first glance, he noticed that Liu Chongming had changed a lot.

But I can't say where it has changed, maybe it's the posture of sitting here without moving, maybe it's the look in the eyes.

He used to say that his cousin was young and mature, but compared to the person in front of him, he looked much younger.

"Chongming, what happened?"

Liu Chongming heard that he asked strangely, and asked back: "What is it?"

"Why do you..." Bai Shiyan couldn't describe this feeling: "When I first came in, if it wasn't for my age, I thought it was my uncle sitting here. Why is he so young, he looks like an old man."

Liu Chongming smiled and stopped bickering with him.

"It's obvious that you have bad eyesight, so why did you ask me something?" He asked Bai Shiyan to sit opposite him, and threw a few pieces of paper over: "Look."

Bai Shiyan picked it up and looked at it, then asked casually, "Is everything going well with Pan He?"

"Successful, almost all the questions that need to be asked are finished, observe for a few more days, and then send him on the road."

Bai Shiyan glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and indeed felt that the portrait in front of him was quite different from before, but he was soon attracted by the content on the paper.

"Liao Guangming actually found out? It's not a good time."

"Well," Liu Chongming leaned against the window, quietly watching the crowd below, and slowly said: "The news from Los Angeles, Liao Guangming just entered the border of Los Angeles, and he disappeared."

"It's gone?" Bai Shiyan was taken aback, and immediately turned back: "I even lost the subordinates of Jinxiu Battalion, what a wonderful job."

"You're going to lose your life, no way," Liu Chongming sighed: "The problem is not here, but that he disappeared at this time, and someone must have persuaded him, otherwise why would he jump over the wall in such a hurry."

Bai Shiyan went through the clues.

"It definitely won't be King Qi's side. They have long wanted to swallow the Jinxiu Camp. Ren Rui probably has a tight grip on their ass. It won't be Tang Shizhong either. The more King Ning helps, the faster Liao Guangming will die. Liao Guangming will not believe the words of these two sides."

The two looked at each other.

There was only one candidate left.

Bai Shiyan was puzzled: "This matter has nothing to do with King Huai. He has no soldiers in his hands. Do you expect to save Liao Guangming and take it back for his own use? If the emperor sees where Liao Guangming is going, Liao Guangming is not a dead end. one?"

"It's one thing for King Huai to stare at Liao Guangming," Liu Chongming explained to him.

"I think his main target is me. Recently, the emperor loves my sister very much, and often stays in the Lijing Palace. Everyone is afraid of something moving in my sister's stomach."

"I've been in frequent contact with Jinxiu Camp recently, and he has seen what I want. If he keeps Liao Guangming, I won't get Jinxiu Camp."

Bai Shiyan suddenly realized.

The wheels they had spent so much time slowly turning were finally turning.

The position that Chongming sought and the concubine Liu Gui are both working together, and the situation that has been stable in the court for several years will be torn apart.

"It's not just that people in Los Angeles are blowing the wind. The people I put in the Jinxiu camp said that some people have also started throwing money to win them over, and they want to set my backyard on fire."

Liu Chongming sneered, he was determined to win the Jinxiu Camp, and now the money others poured in, he regarded it as someone throwing in the merit box.

It won't be long before King Huai will find out whose pocket the money has flowed into, and he will naturally stop.

"My sister said that she will be careful there, and I ask my aunt to go to the palace to see her often. Even Liao Guangming, we must not let him have the opportunity to return to Beijing."

Bai Shiyan knew what he should do: "I'll send someone over to stop me when I get back."

"Choose some skilled people," Liu Chongming pulled out a map to show him, "The roads that can be walked from Los Angeles are all marked on it."

"It is estimated that everyone knows Liao Guangming's movements now. King Qi and King Ning will send people to intercept and kill him, but King Huai will definitely respond. We must avoid running into them, let alone let anyone fall into their hands."

"Liao Guangming is dying and struggling. I'm afraid he is more fierce than usual. Proceed with caution. If we don't kill him this time, our previous efforts will be wasted. If there is another time, it will not only be a difficult problem."

"King Huai can even support Ren Rui, so we can't let him get along with Liao Guangming."

"I understand," Bai Shiyan put away the map solemnly, and asked, "Did you tell Fang Wuyang where, what did Shen Zhou say?"

"I borrowed some people from Fang Wuyang, but he is not there. Not long after the news came, Shen Zhou is not at home, so I haven't asked yet."

"Where have you been?"

"Jin Pingzhuang, he said there are still some things to confirm, I asked Fang Wuyang to take him there."

Bai Shiyan asked casually: "Isn't Pan He's matter over? How come it's over?"

Liu Chongming hesitated, and answered truthfully: "I don't know, he said he would tell me when he figured it out, so I didn't ask any more."

Bai Shiyan was already planning to leave, so he walked around the door and came back to ask more questions.

"Chongming, you and Shen Zhou... are you okay?"

"It's okay. What's the matter?" For some reason, this was just a simple question, but Liu Chongming couldn't help jumping in his heart, grabbed Bai Shiyan and asked again: "Why do you ask such a question?"

"It's okay..." Bai Shiyan comforted him against his will, thinking of Qu Shenzhou begging him.

"It's nothing, but my mother is just worried. She said that you two have a stubborn temper, and she is afraid that you will always quarrel. She wants me to ask from time to time. You are a few years older than him, so let it sink your boat."

Liu Chongming couldn't laugh or cry.

He and the little fox, it's really hard to say who is older than the other.He didn't mind his aunt worrying about them, but Bai Shiyan asked him so abruptly, which always made him feel uneasy.

Or it should be, Shen Zhou has always kept his heart from landing.

"Did Shen Zhou say something bad about me to you and my aunt? Why did my aunt worry so much?"

"No! No! No!"

Bai Shiyan hastily denied that Chongming in front of him was an idiot, and he was afraid that he would spoil Qu Shenzhou's affairs if he leaked his words for a while - although he still didn't know what Qu Shenzhou had arranged.

Seeing Liu Chongming's suspicious gaze, he hurriedly interrupted.

"By the way, Shen Zhou reminded me of something else. He said that the letter from Jiang Xingzhi, as soon as Liao Guangming fell, King Qi's eyes were going to look at Beiya, especially with the addition of Ren Rui, Let me be more careful."

This reminder is due, Liu Chongming nodded silently, and went downstairs with him, until when they were about to part downstairs, he suddenly asked more questions.

"Shi Yan, if you live a new life and fall into slavery, who do you hope will be bought?"

Bai Shiyan opened his mouth and said, "Of course it's my little Jiaojiao."

He got married this year, she was a girl from the branch of the Liu family, she also grew up with her, the one he always liked to bully when she was young, her baby name was Jiaojiao.

"I knew it." Liu Chongming smiled.

Now it was Bai Shiyan's turn to be uneasy: "Chongming, why are you asking such a strange question again? What's wrong with Shen Zhou?"

"No." Liu Chongming urged Bai Shiyan to get on his horse and leave, waving goodbye.

If it was him, Liu Chongming thought, he would also look forward to getting the little fox to look at it more, and buy it home happily.

But... the person Shen Zhou begged for was not him.

The carriage moved in a hurry, ran over the stones on the ground, and jumped a bit due to the bumps.

Qu Shenzhou was already drowsy, sitting with his back against the wall of the car, but was thrown sideways on the soft couch by the jolt.

He touched his forehead and found that it was a little hotter than when he first got into the car. Not to mention he was so dizzy that even his bones felt sore.

Now that the weather is getting cooler at night, it shouldn't have stayed in the cold wind for so long.

But he was anxious and wanted to find a proper solution earlier, so he and Fang Wuyang lay on the roof of Jinpingzhuang for several nights.

After all, I still caught a cold.

It was Fang Wuyang who saw that his expression was in a trance, at first he still clung to him, and stayed there for half a night. At dawn, he was very hot, so Fang Wuyang made a decisive decision to rush back immediately.

He had ridden a horse for a while and sweated a little. It seemed that he was no longer hot, but he didn't expect the wind and cold to come back suddenly, so he had to change the carriage and go on his way.

There was still a distance from the city gate, and he was already lying on the soft couch, shivering from the cold.

"Brother Qu."

The speed of the carriage slowed down, and Fang Wuyang rode up from behind to catch up, lifted the curtain and got into the carriage, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand.

"Get up and take some medicine." He supported Qu Chenzhou to sit up.

"I didn't see any decent pharmacy along the way. I finally found a grass doctor in the village. Drink it quickly. Wind-cold is not a serious illness. After drinking it and taking a nap, you should be fine when you return to Beijing."

The yellow-brown medicine has a sour and bitter taste.

Qu Shenzhou drowsy, finished drinking in one gulp, then plunged into the soft couch, motionless.

The curtains of the carriage were lowered to block the light outside, and it was hazy in the carriage.

I don't know where the flames started to ignite, as if they were walking through the withered grass, first they burned the skin little by little, and then fell into the burn hole, roasting the internal organs.

Qu Chenzhou's breathing became heavy, and he wanted to raise his hand to touch his forehead again, but his arm seemed to have fallen into a plumb weight, and he couldn't lift it up, instead he began to pant and tremble uncontrollably.

The car curtain was lifted and swayed, pierced with faint light from time to time, in a daze, as if someone was talking outside.

"Qu Sitian..."

He wanted to scream uncontrollably in these three words, but his chest rose and fell like a dilapidated bellows, and his voice was stuck in his throat.

"Qu Sitian... the medicine... enough..."

Someone lifted the curtain, leaned over to him, and caressed his face with a few fingers.

His fingertips were cold, but instantly ignited all the dryness, causing his whole body to suffer from unbearable pain, as if his bones and flesh were being eaten by thousands of insects and ants, and he only wanted a place to relieve him.

He arched up, bit those fingers, licked and sucked like he was extremely thirsty, wishing he could keep swallowing his throat.

The man sneered, and a hot slap fell on his cheek.

He fell back again, curled up and trembled, and twitched intermittently. He only felt that his body was full of emptiness, so emptiness that he could not wish to die.

The person outside the curtain continued to be courteous.

"Your Majesty... you can do whatever you want..."

"He's alive and well..."

"Let him crawl over and beg you..."

Qu Chenzhou finally couldn't help taking a big breath, struggling, and fell down from the soft couch, like a fish out of water, turned around desperately, kicking and twisting on the pole.

The heavy shirt was drenched in cold sweat, and his fingers were scratching desperately at the hem of the shirt like a cramp.

Hearing the sound, someone jumped into the carriage in a hurry, about to grab his hand.

Qu Chenzhou screamed as if he was frightened, as if he wanted to retreat, but he couldn't help but grabbed the man.

The short-lived rationality alternated with the nightmares of the past. He trembled and scratched at the skirt of his clothes, as if bitten by thousands of ants, rubbing the clothes into a mess.

The man seemed to be frightened by his terrifying appearance, and he lifted the curtain of the car and jumped down in a blink of an eye.

The light became dim again, and he fell back again, limp on the ground, with inaudible pain overflowing from his throat.

"don't want……"

His eyes were filled with mist, which quickly rolled down from the corners of his eyes, his voice was already hoarse, and he couldn't stay awake for long.

"Don't..." He hummed weakly, "Don't..."

Another person stepped into the carriage and hugged him horizontally without any explanation.

"Please……"

He spit out two words like he was dying, and his last sanity was completely overwhelmed.

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