Si Tian Guan

When Bai Shiyan came over, he originally wanted to go to the study to find someone as usual, but was told that Shizi and Brother Xiaoqu were still having dinner in the flower hall.

He looked at the rising and setting sun in the afternoon, not wanting to understand what kind of meal he was eating.

As soon as he entered the flower hall, there were still seven bowls and eight dishes on the table. He was startled by Qu Shenzhou's terrifying face at first, but soon, he discovered something even more horrifying.

The two were actually feeding each other.

Bai Shiyan walked over lightly, dragged a chair over, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the table, and watched while eating, making sure that he was not blind and misjudged.

For this unexpected guest, Liu Chongming only squinted at it, then scooped it from the porridge bowl, and there was half a spoonful of ginseng slices in a spoonful, and sent it to Qu Chenzhou's mouth.

Qu Chenzhou's face was covered under the plaster, he couldn't tell whether it was blue or white, he could only see the pain in his eyes.

"Too much." He signaled that he couldn't open his mouth: "I can't eat."

Liu Chongming thoughtfully scraped out half a spoonful of porridge, and left half a spoonful of ginseng slices. He watched Qu Chenzhou close his eyes, move his lips, and slowly suck it away, as if taking poison.

"You two are very interesting, where did this happen?"

Bai Shiyan couldn't help interrupting, before he finished speaking, he saw Qu Shenzhou bulging his cheeks, holding a chopstick full of parsley and stuffing it into Liu Chongming's mouth.

"I | Fuck..." He finally exclaimed in surprise, crossed his legs, and watched the show patiently.

The last time I saw Chongming making a fuss in the house because of parsley was more than ten years ago.

Chongming, who was only five or six years old at the time, climbed to the roof of the main room crying, threatening to throw the jade away or jump.

After that, there was no sign of parsley on the dinner table of the Hou Mansion.

The atmosphere in the flower hall was stiff, Liu Chongming moved his mouth first, gnashing his teeth with every bite, as if he was grinding the bones of his enemy.

Qu Chenzhou looked at him for a moment, and finally couldn't help turning his head, bent over and vomited it out, and said in a low voice: "My lord, I can't take it anymore."

Liu Chongming was expressionless, swallowed with a thud, and sneered: "Admitted defeat?"

"..." Qu Chenzhou bit his lower lip, his eyes fell on the table, and he admitted unwillingly: "I lost."

"Just admit defeat," Liu Chongming put down the porridge bowl with a thud: "One bowl a day from now on, if you dare to vomit a slice, add another bowl! I want to see if you can afford to vomit, or I can afford it."

"Okay, Liu Er." Seeing that Qu Shenzhou was being scolded pitifully, Bai Shiyan finally came forward to show his sense of existence: "Calm down."

Liu Chongming diverted his attention, but his anger still remained: "What are you doing here!"

Bai Shiyan inexplicably suffered from the misfortune of the pond, and said in amazement: "What? I can't come to your place anymore?"

"If you have something to talk about, if you have nothing to do, hurry up and leave." Liu Chongming reluctantly suppressed the turmoil in his stomach, got up and left, chasing the guests with a vicious voice.

Someone followed, and he couldn't find a place to vomit.

So fucking disgusting.

Bai Shiyan was happy to watch the play, and followed leisurely: "Chongming, why are you so bewildered? This temper is getting worse every day. Just to get angry with him, you even eat parsley?"

These two words were like a soft spoon, digging in from the throat quickly, until it stabbed into the stomach. Liu Chongming supported the wall, looked back to see if Qu Chenzhou hadn't followed, finally bent down and vomited a few times.

Bai Shiyan gloated: "Oh."

"Get out!" Liu Chongming took the water that the servant rushed to hand, rinsed his mouth, entered the study without looking back, and was about to close the door.

"Liu Er, it's not right to vent your anger like this." Bai Shiyan stretched in with one leg stuck in his hand: "Don't tell me, I thought you were eighty before, but now I know that you are really only eighteen, and you know how to talk to others." Fighting this anger, Shen Zhou is really capable."

Liu Chongming covered his stomach, sweating profusely, and had no energy to be serious with him, so he let him in.

"Bai Shiyan, take him away quickly these few days, if you don't take him away, I'm going to be bewitched."

"Really?" Bai Shiyan threw an invitation on the desk, and said with a smile, "That's just right, my mother mentioned Brother Xiao Qu a few days ago, saying that the weather is getting colder, and you are busy and careless, leaving me free. Take him there to live for a few days, and he just doesn't like you, so I'll take him away today, how about it?"

Liu Chongming didn't speak, instead, he was silent for a moment, and asked, "You won't let me guard against him again?"

"How should I put it? Brother Xiao Qu is not annoying, and I also believe that my parents know people well, and the affairs of the past six months have been handled beautifully, and no one else can do it. You are a good helper to tame him well."

"Conquer..." Liu Chongming repeated in a low voice, before asking after a while: "Shi Yan, Shuo Ye...can't you completely undo it?"

Bai Shiyan restrained his laughter and understood his thoughts: "As much as I know about our Bai family's things, you know as much as you have, and you don't keep it private."

Liu Chongming leaned on the table and rubbed his forehead.

Since he took over the throne, Bai Shiyan has truthfully told him the ins and outs of this thing.

The ancestor of the Bai family was a hero of the rivers and lakes a long time ago. Under the ultimate pursuit of martial arts, it took many years of hard work to refine Shuo Ye.I thought I could be reborn from now on, but what I got was a bone-destroying poison|drug.

Afterwards, the records are unclear, and it is not known whether the ancestor got rid of Shuo Ye, or stayed with the antidote all his life.

It's just that some people in the later generations believed in the theory of rebirth, secretly swallowed Suoye, put all their eggs in one basket, did not prepare the antidote in advance, but when the toxicity broke out, they were so painful that they jumped off the city wall, blood splattered on the spot.

Since then, no one has dared to try it lightly, and the so-called rebirth has only become an untraceable theory.

"Regret?" Bai Shiyan asked him.

Liu Chongming shook his head against his will, and suddenly remembered that he was very lucky compared to the person who couldn't tell a lie.

"...No regrets. His identity is unknown, and he should be detained."

"You still refuse to say?"

"Cover it tightly, I only know about it, and my age is in my teens to 20s."

Bai Shiyan rubbed his chin and pondered for a while, then got an inspiration: "Could it be Qingchi?"

Liu Chongming's eyelids twitched: "If Qingchi grows like this in the future, I will strangle him to death now."

Bai Shiyan laughed, since Liu Chongming didn't intend to get to the bottom of it, he didn't bother him with these clueless things, and motioned him to open the invitation.

"It will be your birthday in a few days. How do you plan to spend it? I know you have a lot of entertainment that day, so don't forget to leave time to go to our house."

"Understood, how could I forget? Uncle, why don't you beat me to death?" Liu Chongming couldn't help laughing, and opened it for a look: "Uncle and aunt are all from their own family, what kind of invitation do you want?"

This glance made his eyes glued.

What Bai Shiyan wanted to see was his surprise, he chuckled: "Look, brother Xiao Qu really hit the mark, my mother has it."

Qu Chenzhou woke up early, waiting for the doctor to come and peel off the plaster on his face.

Today is the day when you need to control the traces of the department, and covering your face is not allowed.

He was afraid of returning home, but he had to go, at least there was a carriage to take him there this year, it was better than being led through the downtown area in previous years.

The control department is divided into east and west courtyards, the east courtyard is responsible for the coolies, and the west courtyard is responsible for the people in the party and the pets of your family. The situation varies from year to year, sometimes the west courtyard is lively, and sometimes the east courtyard is lively.

Qu Chenzhou was taken to the east courtyard in previous years, but it was the first time he came to the west courtyard. There seemed to be no difference in the furnishings, but the people around him seemed much more decent.

It's just, it seems.

He knew that most of the time, the people here didn't live as long as the East Courtyard. Many people couldn't go to the East Courtyard if they wanted to, because they couldn't help themselves.

The surrounding rooms were not soundproof at all, and the screams of being gagged kept coming and going, which was because the previous group of people hadn't finished dealing with it.

His slave ring was strung on a rope, and together with many unknown people, he knelt in the courtyard and waited.

"Look," whispered in the ear: "Look at that, how the face is destroyed..."

"That was a mistake."

Qu Chenzhou lowered his eyes and knew who he was talking about without looking.

"Then what will he do in the future? His face is ruined," a childish voice asked worriedly, "I don't know whose family it is, how could it be like this..."

"Shut up!" An elder scolded: "How dare you talk about the affairs of the nobles!"

After a moment of silence, someone sneered again: "I must have done something I shouldn't have done. A slave should act like a slave..."

Qu Chenzhou's heart skipped a beat. These words sound familiar. I don't know if he knelt for too long, or because of these words, his head hurts faintly, as if someone dragged him from the bed again, and sneered at him—to be a slave It should look like a slave.

——Eating the inside and the outside is a crime worthy of death...

——Give you two ways...

——or die with that bitch Liu Qingru...

Liu Qingru...

Qu Chenzhou had a splitting headache, his whole body was shaking violently, cold sweat covered his forehead, as if he couldn't hear the name.

By the way, he remembered that he was a coward, and he would not save Liu Qingru.

He could hear the humiliation of the muffled cries in the cold palace, but he only dared to hide under the wall, biting his hand tightly, and finally fled in despair.

When he went to Lenggong again, he never expected that Liu Qingru's belly gradually grew bigger, and that innocent life was born in front of him.

"Qu Sitian, don't forget..." For the sake of that little life, the emaciated Liu Niangniang finally set her mind on him: "Don't forget, you have already swallowed the night, and you can do two things for me. I will give you the antidote."

In fact, he already knew that there was no cure for Shuo Ye.

"First, I want you to go and tell the emperor that Huai Wang Mu Jingyan and Liu Qingru are guilty of messing up the court, and they deserve death."

He was sweating profusely when he heard it, and he understood that Liu Qingru knew that he might only become a burden to Liu Chongming in the future, so it would be better to die, dragging the evil spirit with his broken body, and fall to hell together.

"Second," Empress Liu put the token in her swaddling clothes: "Send this child to the Vermilion Bird Gate. After five days, there will be someone standing there waiting for him. The password is——Cultivate the Clumsy."

It's a pity that they all miscalculated, before the emperor found out what happened to King Huai, King Huai had already entered the palace decisively, he could only hug the child and run to Zhuque Gate with all his might.

If he made a wrong step, he lost everything. When he turned around to look for Liu Qingru again, he learned that Liu Qingru had died, and the rebellion against the palace was coming to an end.

King Huai freed his hand, and finally it was time to settle accounts with him.

——or kneel obediently...

Everyone thought he was being coerced, only he knew that he was just seeking death.

There was no cure for Shuo Ye, and Liu Qingru died after touching a pillar, leaving nothing for him.

He thought he would die from the pain, but he didn't expect this poor life to survive two days and two nights. Not only did he save his life, but he also saw the two doors and the man with the cinnabar mole on his hand. that boy.

The boy gave him a choice, the truth, or a lie.

——I will give you another chance...

Qu Chenzhou couldn't breathe, curled up and pressed against his bent knees, like at that time, he was shamelessly prostrate at that person's feet——My lord... Your Majesty!emperor!Liu Niangniang put the poison | medicine in the water, let me take it... I...

——I don't know where that child is now...the people outside the palace picked it up...I don't know...

Someone kicked him on the waist, and he fell to the ground. He stood up with trembling arms, clutched the hem of the clothes in front of him, and gasped and begged——I don't want to die, I don't want to die.

"stand up!"

The loud shouting sounded like thunder in his ears, and Qu Chenzhou woke up suddenly, only to find that the supervisor of the control department lifted the rope with one hand and the bamboo stick with the other, and everyone around him was looking at him.

"My lord, forget it." You Dianshi stopped the supervisor's bamboo stick beside him: "They are all little gadgets of the nobles, and it is hard to explain if any one is broken."

"Oh, it turned out to be him." Someone on the side saw him raise his face, and suddenly realized that he whispered softly: "A few years ago, he was a rich man, but I didn't expect to get mixed up in this field now."

Some even commented: "I heard that he was crazy, so it is true."

"Crazy, anyone else wants it?"

The supervisor hurriedly finished his work and went to the front to pull the rope. Dian Shi beat them one by one: "Shut up! Stand up!"

A long line of people were led into the house. The long and narrow room connected from north to south, except for the charcoal basin, was the iron rod nailed to the east wall.

It was no different from the East Courtyard. Qu Chenzhou took off his shirt, knelt down facing the wall, and raised his hand to grab the iron rod. Soon someone came over and tied his hands to the iron rod.

The supervisor with a bamboo pole came from the south one by one, and the head of the bamboo pole was smeared with cinnabar. When he saw a trace of slavery that could not be seen clearly, he tapped it with the bamboo pole, and Dian Shi, who followed closely behind, was busy burning the iron.

Qu Chenzhou closed his eyes, listening to the screams and the sound of footsteps gradually approaching this side, he was behind him after a while, the writing on his shoulder was still clearly visible, the ink was mixed with the thick gelatin, and it never fell off.

The supervisor looked at the writing on his shoulder, sneered, without thinking, raised his hand a little, the cinnabar was printed on the butterfly bone, and walked forward.

A four-finger-wide cloth belt was pulled between his teeth from behind and tied behind his head.

The sound of turning iron tools in the charcoal basin was behind him.

The author has something to say: Do you understand, the child that Shen Zhou took away is not the former emperor's, but the imperial concubine and Huai Wang's