Si Tian Guan

After half a month, no one expected that the two would meet again in this posture.

Qu Chenzhou's gaze moved down slowly, seeing himself and Liu Chongming sticking together, with an inexplicable posture, he could only focus his eyes on the curtain above his head again, and did not put down his curled legs.

Liu Chongming didn't even change his posture, and looked him up and down leisurely: "What should I say? Fortunately, I woke up in time, otherwise my son's innocence will not be guaranteed."

"So the son is still innocent?" Qu Shenzhou said solemnly without looking sideways, "I'm sorry."

Liu Chongming pushed him hard.

Qu Shenzhou hummed softly when he was hit, and a piece of valerian red flew straight from his ears to the corners of his eyes. Seeing that the other party didn't intend to let go of him, he bit his lips and asked, "My lord, have a good night's sleep?"

"Wenxiang nephrite is by your side, so it's natural to sleep well," Liu Chongming put the back of his hand against his cheek: "Look at you, what's wrong? You're so ashamed?"

"Is this considered gentle and soft jade?" Qu Chenzhou didn't want to answer the annoying topic, and sneered and raised the corners of his lips: "Your Majesty, don't say that outside, so as not to make people think that your son has never seen anything in the world."

"Heroes see the same thing, these words speak to my heart," Liu Chongming agreed, "Shen Zhou, do you know what I was thinking when I just woke up?"

"I guess," Qu Chenzhou quickly replied, "The prince is annoyed that his skills are not as good as others. He competed on the bed all night, and there is a hungry and thirsty person lying beside him."

Liu Chongming didn't talk nonsense with him, and put his hands on his waist with a smile.

Qu Chenzhou closed his mouth knowingly.

"My son was just thinking about..."

Liu Chongming didn't expect to hear anything good from this man, so he continued talking on his own, his eyes also moved downstream from the tied hands on the head of the bed, slid across his face, and landed on the front lapel that was open all the way to his lower abdomen .

The dawn has appeared, and the well-defined collarbone casts a deep shadow on the shoulders, and the undulating and soft body is hidden under the shadow of the ambiguous clothes.

"I'm thinking... This son is really a waste of his reputation as a dandy, and he hasn't even played with a single person. Isn't he very wronged?"

His fingertips slid down from the soft and sunken throat in front of him like a dragonfly, and spun around the waist and abdomen, but he didn't go down, but he refused to stay away. He only watched the big blush go up from Qu Shenzhou's neck. It spread rapidly downward, and asked with a chuckle, "Is it cold? Why are you shaking so pitifully?"

Qu Chenzhou trembled slightly, bit his lower lip tightly, and finally looked at him sideways.

"Master, I only want to play with one, how can I...be worthy of the name of a dandy?"

"Better than none at all, don't you think?"

Liu Chongming's fingers were an inch down, and he felt his lower abdomen tightening suddenly, and he was about to curl up and raise his knees to hit him. His toes kicked lightly on his thin ankles in time, and then stepped on those dishonest legs.

He watched Qu Chenzhou struggling several times, and laughed softly: "It just so happens that there are people here who want to be picked by you."

"The son is the next best thing, and he is interested in me?" Qu Chenzhou retracted his gaze, calmed down after a few breaths, and said, "That's fine."

Liu Chongming didn't expect him to let go suddenly, his mind tensed up, the pictures in the story book suddenly popped up, and the cycle repeated automatically, and the place that should have been sleeping wanted to look up again, and it was a bit hard to get off for a while.

"Don't worry, my son, I have a very strict mouth," Qu Chenzhou said seriously, "I will never tell others, my son's skills are jerky, and on the bed..."

The hand sliding back and forth in front of his chest stopped at his waist in revenge, and he closed his mouth again.

Liu Chongming pulled back, sneered, covered him with his clothes, and went to look at the sweat towel tied on the bed.

I have to say that when he just woke up, he was really taken aback. Fortunately, the smell from his skin and hair was familiar, so he lay still and watched Qu Shenzhou Fei with great interest. I tried my best to kick myself down.

But as soon as he raised his head, there was a buzzing sound in his head, hit by the temporarily suppressed hangover, Liu Chongming groaned, propped his head and leaned on the bed, tried to untie the sweat towel with one hand, and felt dizzy again Sweating.

"Explain to me well, what's going on here?" He asked feebly, "Why are you on my bed? Who tied you up here?"

"Your Majesty," Qu Chenzhou sneered and said, "This starts with a story I've heard."

Liu Chongming knew that his dog couldn't spit out ivory, and he was a little curious, anyway, he didn't want to move right now, so he simply concentrated on studying the sweat towel knot, and replied indiscriminately, "What story?"

"The story tells that once upon a time there was a pig who lived in chaos and muddleheadedly. One day, he suddenly met a god and gave him a chance to turn into a human."

"The god gave the pig a snow lotus, and told it to guard it for three days and three nights. It must not be greedy for a while and eat the snow lotus. When the time comes, the god will give it another hint."

"Wait until the gods come again, and see that pig is really obsessively guarding the snow lotus."

"But just when the fairy was about to give enlightenment, the pig suddenly opened its mouth and ate the snow lotus."

Liu Chongming had a headache, and was confused when he heard it. He asked casually, "What's going on? Didn't the god not let him eat it?"

"That's right," Qu Chenzhou glanced at him, and said coolly, "Because that pig forgot."

Liu Chongming stared at him with his mouth pursed for a moment, then slowly walked to the side of the bed, where the hangover medicine was on the side of the bed, took one casually, and then rang the hand bell.

Now it was Qu Chenzhou's turn to be in a hurry, as soon as the hand bell rang, the servants would come to help Liu Chongming wash and get up, and then I don't know how many people will see his embarrassing appearance.

"My son!" he shouted, but he didn't see Liu Chongming turning his head back, so he hurriedly shouted again: "My lord! Don't!"

The sound of the bedroom door being pushed open came from outside, the sound of chaotic footsteps stepped across the threshold, and the servants respectfully greeted Andie.

He didn't dare to make a sound anymore, he could only turn his face to the bed.

Those footsteps seemed to be infinitely slowed down, as if a lifetime had passed, and it seemed that they stopped outside the screen in just a moment.

Like the tide receding from the door, the bedroom door was closed, blocking the sound from outside.

Liu Chongming turned back with the water basin by himself, his footsteps were a little vain because of the hangover, but he let out a muffled laugh, washed up properly, sat down by the bed, and wiped Qu Shenzhou twice with a handkerchief.

"What are you yelling about? Guess how many people heard you say—Master, don't you?"

He turned Qu Chenzhou's face, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were misty.

"It's useless to just call the prince," Liu Chongming looked at him leisurely. "Shi Yan told me that you cried in front of your aunt until you cried like rain, and you messed up your heart. How about this? Come and cry for me. I will untie it for you."

Qu Chenzhou bit his lip and remained silent.

Liu Chongming picked up the handbell again.

"Don't..." Qu Chenzhou's face turned red, he was shaking violently but he didn't want to show weakness, so he could only close his eyes: "If you want to shake, you can shake it."

The handbell was next to his ear, wiping his face mischievously, and put it on the cabinet.

A pair of hands stretched out above his head, touching his hand from time to time during fiddling, he couldn't help thinking about what happened here last night.

"Why are you so nervous?" Seeing his fingers curled up again, Liu Chongming sneered, "Could it be that you really think I'm going to do something to you? Or are you looking forward to it?"

Qu Chenzhou kept a cold face and didn't want to talk to him.

The knot was ingeniously tied, although it had been tied for half a night, there was no strangle mark on his wrist, Liu Chongming untied it, while being suspicious--the knotting technique seemed unfamiliar to him, how did he tie it when he was drunk last night? Up?

"Is this from me?" He asked again, afraid that the other party would confuse him with vague words.

Qu Chenzhou moved his wrist, kneaded his hands for a moment, and finally sat up, with a slight anger between his brows, but he didn't dare to make any more trouble, "It's from the family."

The answer was so clear, Liu Chongming couldn't say anything, he rang the bell again, and ordered breakfast to be served in the flower hall, the two of them changed the clothes that smelled of alcohol from last night, and as soon as they went out, Qu Chenzhou was about to go to the east wing.

"Stand," Liu Chongming called to stop him, "Let's eat together."

Qu Chenzhou felt pain in his wrist and numbness all over his body. He was frightened just now and his heart was beating violently. He didn't want to be with this person.

"My lord, it's against the rules."

"I'm the rule," Liu Chongming saw that he was making a fuss—it wasn't once or twice that they had dinner together, so he walked a few steps ahead and turned his head to signal him to follow: "The rule is, be obedient."

Qu Chenzhou had no choice but to follow him into the flower hall, and the two sat opposite each other at the dinner table.

There are ginger fish fillets in the breakfast, which Liu Chongming ordered more than half a month ago.

He knew that Qu Chenzhou liked this dish, and he originally prepared this dish to make up for the lack of not being able to have one for the festival, but now seeing Qu Chenzhou's indifferent face without moving his chopsticks, he couldn't help laughing, knowing that this person was unhappy because of what happened just now .

He was also taciturn. When he first met Qu Shenzhou, in that silence, there was a coldness and arrogance and frustration that came out of the bones.

But now, those eyes are full of anger and narrow-mindedness, compared with before, there is a lot of anger.

He picked up a piece of ginger fish fillet, put it on the plate together with the steamed cake, and pushed it over.

"Dinner." Seeing that the other party didn't lift his eyelids, he simply went straight to the topic: "The emperor told my father last night, Dali Temple, Minke."

When it came to the topic, Qu Chenzhou didn't intend to leave, and immediately understood where his previous hexagram was fulfilled: "Did the prince get drunk because of this incident?"

Liu Chongming glanced at him: "Don't think I'm so worthless. It doesn't matter whether the criminal department or the civil department is indifferent. First, you know better than me that Dali Temple is just a springboard. Second, whether the civil department is idle or not depends on the person." .”

In fact, Qu Shenzhou really didn't understand the operation of Dali Temple, and Chongming would not give him long-winded explanations in the past.

"Appreciate further details."

Liu Chongming thought for a moment, he was not sure how much Qu Chenzhou, who lived in the palace for a long time, knew about the Yamen, but he believed that this person was smart enough.

"At present, the three provinces are in charge of my father, the queen's father Tang Shuxin, and Lin Boqian. Since the emperor ascended the throne, Tang Shuxin has been guarding the door and going down to the province. Not only that, but even the affairs of Shangshu and Zhongshu are often indispensable to the Tang family."

Qu Chenzhou listened, although he knew the generation of King Huai, he didn't know the past of Emperor Yu's generation.

"Afterwards, the emperor appointed my father as Minister of State. After all, the Liu family has a solid foundation. My father doesn't like to fight, but he can protect what should be taken care of. The emperor often calls my father to discuss matters. Tang Shuxin wants to ask Minister It’s not that easy to reach out.”

"Later, the emperor asked Prime Minister Lin to serve as the official order and implement administrative orders. Prime Minister Lin's temper is even more difficult to provoke, so now that the three provinces are standing on top of each other, the emperor is indeed good at checks and balances."

"You see, my second uncle works in the household department, so he has a lot of time to argue with the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

"The same goes for Dali Temple. In the early years, there was quite a conflict with Jinxiu Camp. Dali Temple still wanted to maintain a harmonious face. Liao Guangming didn't care about that. It is said that Dali Temple was ineffective in those years and was divided up by Jing Zhaoyin, the Ministry of Justice and Jinxiu Camp. .”

"Now that the Minister of Dali Temple has been changed, the Criminal Division has Ling He supporting the facade, Ling He is behind Lin Xiang, and the two young ministers have been left idle again."

Qu Chenzhou probably understood what he meant, the power seizure in the officialdom was the same as that in the imperial court, it was all about momentum and backing.

"The son is of high status, and everyone knows that being the prime minister of Dali Temple is just a stopgap measure. The emperor must be thinking that the son will make up for the fault of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple," he asked, thinking about his past life, holding a steamed cake: "Where is Minke's business now?"

Liu Chongming glanced at him, feeling relieved—compared to Bai Shiyan, this guy really knows everything.

"It is said that Jing Zhaoyin has stopped, but Liao Guangming is still not giving up. The status of Jinxiu Camp depends entirely on the emperor's mood. Liao Guangming's fight is to prove himself to the emperor and make enemies for himself."

"Other than that, he doesn't have any other capital that is worth spending to make a deal." Both of them knew it well. , or for Jinxiu Camp?"

"What do you think?" Liu Chongming asked him back.

Qu Chenzhou smiled, after finding the right direction, Chongming really didn't need him to worry about it, no wonder the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses taken away by Bai Shilei back then were still able to enter Miyagi under the predicament of several enemies.

Liu Chongming watched him concentrate on eating, and suddenly asked, "Can you drink?"

Qu Chenzhou was surprised: "Yes."

Not long after, a servant brought a glass of wine and put it in front of him. He looked at Liu Chongming's eyes and took a sip.

The wine tastes mellow and spicy, with a long aftertaste. After swallowing, there is a clear astringency on the tip of the tongue.

"Have you ever drank this wine?" Liu Chongming asked him.

He shook his head, the palace would not prepare such bitter and strong wine.

"Then why did you buy that Yangzhuo wine shop?"

This is the second time Liu Chongming asked this question. Qu Chenzhou looked at the wine glass in front of him, took another sip, and made sure that he hadn't drunk it. Seeing that the people had left far away, he lowered his eyes slightly.

"My lord, I am in the palace, so I really don't know if the weirdness of the wine shop is true."

"In the previous life, the Liu family fell, and the imperial concubine and empress were also implicated. Although the emperor remembered his old love and was not guilty of death, he was imprisoned in the cold palace."

Even though it was a situation he had never experienced before, Liu Chongming seemed to be choked by that terrible scene, and he didn't dare to think about how to live if his sister really lost power in the palace and lost the Liu family.

He settled down, and suddenly remembered another thing: "You said earlier that my sister gave birth to a prince, so... what about the child?"

Qu Chenzhou's eyelashes trembled slightly, after thinking for a moment, he replied: "This is what I want to say."

"The imperial concubine gave birth to a prince in the cold palace, and she never dared to let people know. Later, when something happened in the palace, the empress died, and the prince was sent to the gate of the palace."

"The ones coming from outside the palace are the people from Yangzhuo Liquor Shop."

"I think that should be the last life-saving method left by the Liu family to the empress."

He looked up to see Liu Chongming's eyes were in a trance, put another piece of fish in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

That panic-stricken night seemed to have passed not long ago.

The smell of ginger was so strong that his eyes were red from choking.

The author has something to say: let me be healthy, how many little angels missed yesterday, as the little prince of Suowen, I will ring the gong in advance to warn