Si Tian Guan

"Eunuch Yu."

It doesn't mean that Dexi opened his mouth, Qu Chenzhou has already stood up, his forehead is full of fine sweat, making that smile look more innocent.

"The emperor is asleep?" Yu Dexi was a little surprised.

The emperor suffered from insomnia for more than ten years, and even at night he would often wake up in shock and call him. It had been a long time since he had seen such a peaceful sleep.

"Is Yu Dexi?"

Before Qu Shenzhou could speak, Emperor Yu had turned his face sideways, with a nasal voice that had just woken up.

"Your Majesty," Yu Dexi hurried forward, touched his bosom, and replied softly, "The old slave is back."

Seeing that he was looking at him from the corner of his eye, Qu Chenzhou was about to step back tactfully, but he heard Emperor Yu call him: "Shen Zhou."

He didn't say anything after the sound, he stood aside with his hands down, seeing Yu Dexi take out two gold-red porcelain bottles from his bosom, his heart skipped a beat.

Liu Chongming had already told him the time he came back from the palace.

Those sin-born children who are grass substitutes are not just raised with ample food and clothing. Since birth, they have to take blood every once in a while in order to "connect with flesh and blood" with the emperor and "eliminate disasters and offset disasters." ".

Therefore, the sinful offspring in Jinpingzhuang were always nourished with medicinal materials.

Years of painstaking efforts and spiritual pillars were destroyed, and Emperor Yu's physical and mental condition declined overnight, so how could he not find a reason to vent his anger?

No wonder Yu Dexi is not with the emperor today, maybe Chongming has found a new "grass substitute".

Qu Chenzhou stood silently for a while, and waved again when he saw Emperor Yu drinking the contents of two porcelain bottles with warm tea.

"Shen Zhou, come here."

He lowered his head slightly, said yes softly, passed by Yu Dexi, went to kneel in front of the couch again, and held Emperor Yu's feet.

"Yu Dexi, go out and wait."

Yu Dexi looked at the brand-new tiles on the red wall from the porch, and a branch of crabapple stretched over from the next door.

It was still early spring and March, and only a faint layer of greenery could be seen from afar, wrapped around the branches hazily, perhaps even the buds had not yet awakened.

Just as he was fascinated, the little eunuch at the side had cleverly fetched the cushion and was about to help him sit down.

He waved his hand and asked casually, "How long has Qu Sitian been here?"

The little eunuch thought carefully, and replied cautiously: "It should be more than an hour."

"Just now he has been serving the emperor?"

"Yes," the little eunuch replied, "The emperor Xuanqu Sitian replied, the servants did not dare to listen, but the emperor seemed to be angry, and Eunuch Zhao sent some medicine in."

"It's rare for the emperor to have the patience to talk with someone for so long. It seems that Qu Sitian really likes the emperor." Yu Dexi smiled and squinted: "What do you think of Qu Sitian?"

The little eunuch was overwhelmed, knowing that Qu Sitian is now a famous person in front of the emperor, how dare he say something bad, so he hurriedly replied: "I dare not make false remarks about Qu Sitian."

"It's just a random question, just treat it as a family chat, let's listen to it."

The little eunuch couldn't avoid it, and saw that he had a kind smile on his face, so he replied: "Qu Si is a good man, he is young, simple and innocent, and he speaks in a low voice, and he also comes from a bitter background. They are all kind, it is not surprising that the emperor likes him."

"That's right," Yu Dexi said slowly, "He's really likable. To put it bluntly, I can't help liking such a child."

The little eunuch Nuonuo responded, and heard him talking to himself again.

"The last time I didn't serve the emperor like this, when was it?"

They stood outside the door for about half an hour before Qu Shenzhou came out from inside, met Yu Dexi, and bowed respectfully.

"Eunuch Yu worked hard."

"Qu Sitian has worked hard," Yu Dexi hurriedly returned the salute, and asked, "Is the emperor asleep?"

"Woke up again after sleeping for a while, waiting for eunuch." Qu Chenzhou remembered something, dug in his sleeve, took out a beautiful purse, and handed it with both hands: "I have something to trouble eunuch."

Yu Dexi went to help in vain, but he didn't answer: "Qu Sitian is very polite, if there is anyone in our family who can help, please tell me as soon as possible."

"When I went to divination for Lord Ning today, I got something from Lord Ning. I live in the palace, and I don't have any expenses..."

He guessed that the purse should be the gold and silver rewarded by King Ning, and was about to refuse, when he heard Qu Shenzhou say: "If the father-in-law is free to go out of the palace, can I trouble the father-in-law...bring me some interesting and fun gadgets Come back, I can pass the time too."

Yu Dexi laughed, and the purse was handed to him naturally, without being refused.

"Qu Sitian is very polite, we will definitely take care of small things for Qu Sitian."

The purse was quite heavy, so Yu Dexi shook it twice in his hand, looked at Qu Shenzhou's leaving back, and smiled: "He can talk and do things properly, he is really a likable child."

He paused, his voice gradually getting colder.

"Prince Huai is right. Since you are so good at pleasing people...how can you not be pleasing to the crown prince?"

Qu Chenzhou was led all the way back to Guanxing Pavilion.

Wenlan Pavilion used to be a place for collecting books. It has two floors. The room where he rests, sits, and sleeps is on the second floor.

After stepping on the last step, away from all gazes, his legs finally began to tremble, and he almost exhausted his last bit of strength before barely shrinking on the bed and wrapping himself completely under the quilt.

Just came close...but he backed off.

As long as the fingers on the chest are pressed harder, the emperor's body that has taken the elixir for a long time will definitely not be able to bear it. When this mouthful of dirty blood containing cinnabar is spit out, he will naturally have an argument to persuade the emperor to hand over the matter of refining the elixir. give him.

At that time, it is only necessary to replace it with warm and nourishing medicinal materials, and add some drugs, and the emperor will definitely trust and rely on him wholeheartedly.

But it's also a gamble.

The emperor may not really be asleep, he is probably also secretly examining him.

If he failed to persuade the emperor before the emperor asked Jin Wuwei to take him down, all he had to wait for was a sharp butcher knife.

If in the past, he was alone, he would have no hesitation, but now he is actually afraid... and shrinks back.

He is no longer the crazy desperado who had nothing in the past. He has people he cares about and a greed that he can't bear to give up.

Qu Chenzhou was breathing heavily, so he could only cover himself with the quilt, trembling uncontrollably all over his body.

"Heavy……"

He called softly, and blocked the voice behind him with the quilt.

——Four hundred centimetre-penetrating nails, before the blood dries up, pierce through every blood vessel, gather his primordial spirit and the life of the emperor, and exchange you for a chance to live again.

"Don't... don't save me... I will be afraid of death..." Qu Chenzhou held his head, desperately trying to forget the words echoing in his mind, sobbing silently: "Chongming..."

Liu Chongming woke up suddenly, most of the candlelight in front of him was blocked by the cloak covering his body.

In the past, when he was inattentively falling asleep on the desk, someone always pulled the cloak and covered him like this.

"Shen..."

He couldn't call out that name, he saw Bai Shiyan sitting on the chair by the window, looking at himself, his throat stopped, he wiped his face, gradually came to his senses, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Shi Yan, I dreamed of him again, dreamed that he... was calling my name, dreamed that he missed me."

Bai Shiyan has heard him say this more than once, but every time he sees him so depressed, he still feels uncomfortable.

The cousin in front of him looks the same as before, but he can never go back to the past.

"Shen Zhou is in the palace," he tried to comfort: "Wait... until that day, you can take him out of the palace, and then you can have a good talk. He treats you with all his heart and soul. I don't want to see you like this either."

Liu Chongming raised the corners of his mouth reluctantly, not daring to think too much, just smiled and said: "Don't worry, I understand."

It was already dark, and when he woke up, the lights in the study were turned on.

There are several stacks of books on the table.

Shops all over the country are his main source of money and news, and he can't slack off anyway.

There are a lot of chores assigned to Jinxiu Camp, but there are still many things that need to be decided by him.

To find the rhythm of sin giving birth, one must always watch the emperor's reaction.

He didn't dare to be distracted by trivial matters, big and small, but exhaustion was inevitable, and he didn't even remember when he fell asleep.

At that time, Bai Shiyan hadn't come yet.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"King Qi will leave Beijing in a few days, let me ask about your arrangement," Bai Shiyan shook his head outside: "Jiang Xingzhi is here too, let's meet."

Liu Chongming pressed his temple.

"King Qi begged the emperor for hundreds of people to take them on the road together. He knew in his heart that the road would not be peaceful. There are two other people who are more urgent than us. People must be sent out to follow , don’t be in a hurry to show up, wait for the opportunity to do it.”

Bai Shiyan walked out of the study side by side with him, and went straight to the flower hall.

"The emperor asked my father to escort him to Qingxi, and then half a month's journey to enter the fief. I'm afraid no one will be so easy to do it."

"Isn't it a few days before we leave?" Liu Chongming pointed to the flower hall with his chin.

"Does King Qi feel at ease with his uncle? Thousands of Bai family troops are holding him, can he eat and sleep? Let Jiang Xingzhi scare him again. He will be a ghost if he doesn't go to the emperor to refuse. If Uncle has the opportunity to send him across Shili Pavilion, it will be the best."

Bai Shiyan sneered at this: "The heart of a villain."

"We are villains now," Liu Chongming reminded: "Did you ever think about letting him live to the fief?"

There were lights in the flower hall, and Jiang Xingzhi was standing on the porch, his shadow dragging from the door all the way to the bluestone path.

As soon as Liu Chongming's foot stepped on the shadow, his heart suddenly seemed to be thumped.

This situation seems familiar.

A few nights ago, there was another person beside Jiang Xingzhi. At that time, he naively thought that until the end of time, he could see that shadow as long as he looked up.

But, no more.

Every space in the room told him that there was none.

"My son, General Bai," Jiang Xingzhi walked down the steps quickly, not in the mood to greet them, and said directly: "Tianqu Shenzhou went to Qi Wang's mansion the day before yesterday to divination for Qi Wang. Not near the water'."

Liu Chongming frowned, looking at the map unfolded in Jiang Xingzhi's hand under the light of the lantern.

"King Qi discussed the route with me. Jiping is inevitable, but there are several ways to go. He has considered whether to believe Qu Shenzhou's words or not."

"I said, the emperor has appointed countless Sitian officials, and this one is the only one who not only made an exception to serve the palace, but also got the gold-weaving clothes within a few months, so he must have extraordinary abilities."

"So the final route is to avoid the waterway and take the Xingshui to Jiping."

Liu Chongming's fingers extended west along the line he said.

"The official road on this road is also deserted. I will ask Fang Wuyang to take someone there in advance, and I will contact you at any time along the way."

Bai Shiyan looked up from the map, a little surprised, and asked Jiang Xingzhi: "You stayed in the Taishi Bureau well, why do you want to follow King Qi?"

Jiang Xingzhi hummed, as if affirming himself, and replied again: "Yes."

Liu Chongming looked at the map, because of that one hexagram, even the word "Jiping" became warm.

"Next month at the latest," he looked at Jiang Xingzhi's gloomy gaze, and the hole in his heart seemed to have collapsed again: "Jingchen is about to be sealed, you Don't you want to stay and take a look?"

Jiang Xingzhi seemed to be staring at the map intently, and it took him a while to react, and he smiled sadly: "The congratulatory gift has been given in advance, and it is a certainty, it doesn't matter if you don't look at it."

"Why are you leaving?"

Liu Chongming held the map and pressed it against his beating heart, fearing that it would explode at any time, and he didn't know whether the question was for Jiang Xingzhi or the person who had left.

"Why did you leave, I clearly said..."

Bai Shiyan and Jiang Xingzhi looked at him.

The few people around him knew about his recent situation, but they were all outsiders, and no one could say anything, even their opinions were different.

Bai Shiyan was the closest, and he couldn't let go of both sides, and it was hard to blame either, and he sighed when he mentioned it.But he didn't regret it after asking, but after thinking about it for a long time, he answered no.

They are all grown-ups, each has its own means and goals, so how can it be said who is the springboard and who is the blade?

It's not easy for Ling He to tell right from wrong, he had a drink with Liu Chongming here, and he also asked the emperor once to invite Qu Sitian to Dali Temple for a favor.

The two of them closed the door and did not know what they were talking about, but they only knew that Qu Sitian turned around and bowed solemnly to Ling He before he got in the car and went back to the palace.

Compared with Ling He's attitude, Rong Jiu'an obviously favored Qu Shenzhou

——If it were me, I would do the same.

Jiang Xingzhi also agreed with this sentence, but he didn't have the courage to say goodbye to Mu Jingchen.

The only consensus among them was that to untie the bell, the person who tied it had to be tied, whether it was for Liu Chongming or Qu Shenzhou.

When he was about to pass through the Hanging Flower Gate, Jiang Xingzhi turned his head and said a few words, wondering if he thought that he might not come again in the future.

"My son, I once asked Qu Chenzhou a question. If he was given two choices - one is to give up hatred for love, and the other is to give up love for hatred, which one would he choose?"

Liu Chongming was in a daze at first, but gradually became sober after these words: "Shen Zhou chose... what?"

"He said that he used to choose hatred, but now, he has someone he wants to protect, so what can he give up."

Jiang Xingzhi turned his face away.

"I don't want to comfort you. Although he is the only person I can't see through, I know that a person like him is only satisfied with mere love?"

"If you really understand him, you should think clearly about what he wants most."

Jiang Xingzhi felt a little stuffy in his chest.

People always seem to be like this. They can persuade others, but they are trapped in their own shackles.

"If you see Jing Chen, please tell me, congratulations."

The author has something to say: the emperor is the best weapon to use now, and he must not be allowed to die