Si Tian Guan

After the Shangyuan Festival, the yamen soon resumed their bustling popularity.

When Liu Chongming went to Dali Temple to file for the record and get the signboard, the head bookkeeper on duty was already waiting at the door, and when he saw someone coming, he immediately stepped forward to lead his horse for him, and led him to the door graciously.

Although the positions of the two are not far apart, everyone knows in their hearts that the Second Young Master Liu, who is well-known in the capital, is just passing through in this position.

"Master Yang is polite." Liu Chongming followed the man to register the booklet in the hall of the master register, received a waist badge, and was led to greet the masters everywhere.

Dali Siqing was a frequent visitor to Liu's residence, knowing that Liu Chongming was coming today, he made an exception and sent him to see him, and chatted warmly for a while.

After going out, Master Yang's attitude became even more enthusiastic.

Liu Chongming also felt helpless. He had attracted so much attention on the first day of his arrival, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

When he entered the Chengxuan Hall, Master Yang pointed out his seat to him, then walked to the west corridor, went to the criminal department first, introduced to him one by one those who stood up to say hello, and finally pointed to the back one.

Liu Chongming smiled and nodded to everyone, exchanged greetings one by one, and said, "I recognize you, Master Ling."

Ling He was still holding the document in his hand, and he was not very enthusiastic, but apart from his usual indifference, Liu Chongming felt that he seemed to have seen a little panic just now, and the other party seemed not expecting him to appear at this time.

Director Yang also saw that Linghe's face was colder than usual, obviously he didn't welcome uninvited guests to disturb the Criminal Division, so he hurriedly smiled and led Liu Chongming the way.

"Your Majesty, go this way, and the east side is the Minke you are going to."

Liu Chongming nodded, and just as he went out, he heard the sound of an iron chain dragging the ground behind him, and then the iron chain hit the threshold and entered the house again.

It is perfectly normal here to bring the prisoner to verify his identity before going to court, but he still couldn't help but look up.

"It's him?"

Master Yang asked cautiously from the side: "Your Majesty, do you know each other?"

The two stopped at the door and looked into the room.

Two jailers stood in front of Ling He with a young man between them.

The man was probably a few years older than Liu Chongming, wearing shackles, looking straight ahead, with a calm expression, as if he was not in Dali Temple, but just on a friend's appointment.

"Rong Jiu'an?" Ling He flipped through the files without raising his head as if he was doing business.

"My lord, it's Rong Jiu'an." The jailer at the side responded quickly.

"En." Ling He closed the file and put it under his arm: "Come with me."

When passing by Liu Chongming, Ling He didn't look sideways, as if he didn't see anyone, but Rong Jiuan, who was between the two jailers, nodded to Liu Chongming as a greeting.

The four of them rounded the corner and disappeared from sight, before Liu Chongming asked, "Why is Rong Tanhua here?"

Master Yang dragged him for a few more steps, and then said softly: "Your Majesty, last year Jinnan Prefecture was severely flooded. You must have heard about it. It has spread to Beijing, and it has been raging for a while."

"know."

"This matter started from Rong Jiu'an," Master Yang whispered, "I heard that at the beginning, no one knew that there was a disaster in Jinnan Mansion, and everything in the book was safe."

"It turned out that Rong Jiu'an happened to be released, and he worked as the county magistrate in Jinnan Prefecture. If he couldn't hand in the papers a few times, he knew something was wrong."

"If he hadn't brought some disaster victims to Beijing to file a complaint, Jinnan Prefecture would have lost too many people."

Liu Chongming's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered that he had indeed heard about flood victims coming to Beijing to file a complaint.At that time, he secretly admired the courage of these people.

It turned out to be Rong Jiu'an, no wonder.

"That's when the next thing happened. King Qi asked for orders to govern Jinnan Mansion."

"But..." Liu Chongming was puzzled: "In this way, Rong Jiu'an should have meritorious service, why is he still trapped in Dali Temple?"

"This..." If it were for other people, Master Yang wouldn't say much, but for Liu Chongming, he could ask anyone the inside information, so he could simply be a favor.

"It is said that he was indeed summoned by the emperor at the beginning, and seeing the improvement, Ren Rui reversed the case halfway and bit him into the water. I don't know the crime, but it must be related to the flood. Who can say the right thing about the officialdom? The wind blows and the rain blows, and it looks like it won't be able to get out for a while."

Master Yang sighed and led the way forward.

"This case should be handled by Minke, but Master Ling insisted on passing it. You see, after a few months, even Master Ling is still helpless. There are some things that cannot be handled."

Liu Chongming looked back at the corridor where no one was seen, and thought of Ling He at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

Everyone knows the relationship between Ling He and Rong Jiu'an. Rong Jiu'an filed a lawsuit against him. If Ling He hadn't built a bridge, he might not have been able to sue, but who would have thought of what would happen afterwards?

No wonder...he thought, no wonder Ling He is going crazy.

On the first day of filing, there was nothing serious after a cutscene. Before he stepped into the carriage, there was another servant waiting there, who respectfully handed over the small box, reported the owner's name, and greeted a few words before leaving.

He didn't even look at it, just threw it aside, and went to the blacksmith's shop by detour.

He had never taken a fancy to the blacksmith's business before, and he didn't expect that the "losing business" that Qu Shenzhou bought at the beginning would be of great use now.

Qu Chenzhou's flying spurs have not been found after all, the ordinary flying spurs cannot be retracted, and they cannot be installed in the newly made slave ring, so a new one needs to be customized.

In addition, they also need a more special thing to catch "beasts". They are things that are not convenient for people to see, and it is most convenient to have them in their own shop.

He asked Qu Shenzhou: Did he think about doing bad things from the very beginning.

Qu Shenzhou replied solemnly: In this world, good things and bad things, good people and bad people are all equal. Instead of waiting for others to do bad things, it is better to act first.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly, and asked where he learned the fallacy, Qu Chenzhou said it was taught by his former husband.

Liu Chongming really wanted to meet this gentleman for a while, the little fox's personality is already crooked enough, why can't he teach something better?

Chores kill people, after coming out of the blacksmith shop, I walked around the hall shop, and when I got home, the sun was already setting.

He asked the next person first, but before he had time to take a sip of water, he went straight to the flower hall.

The window of the flower hall was slightly open, and the person inside casually threw a noodle into his mouth, then lay down in front of the bronze mirror, facing him obliquely, not knowing what he was doing.

Liu Chongming felt a little panicked in his heart, and suddenly felt that he was just running errands, and the person sitting inside was the master.

Why!

He coughed forcefully, Qu Chenzhou turned around, only then did he see that Qu Chenzhou was holding a tube of snails in his hand, most of the unknown anger in his heart was extinguished, and he was a little shy.

"What are you doing?" he asked knowingly.

"Thrush. Your Majesty is right, your eyebrows seem to be thinner." Qu Chenzhou dragged his chair away, and after calling for someone to serve tea, he picked up the things on the table again: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, but I'm not very good at using it. .”

After thinking about it for a while, he asked again: "I saw this on the table when I got up in the morning. Is it left by the crown prince?"

"Well," Liu Chongming stared at it without blinking, his cheeks were slightly red, but he blamed him angrily, "Why can't you even know this?"

Qu Chenzhou frowned and looked in the mirror: "This tube is too thick, it's hard to hold it."

Liu Chongming looked at him from the edge of the teacup, his left eyebrow had already been drawn, and the sharp brow peak added a bright and heroic look to this flawless face.

It's really strange, people often boast that being perfect is like adding a point or subtracting a point, but this person is different, adding or subtracting has a different taste.

Stop painting, he murmured in his heart, if he paints again, King Ning will really die.

"It's for you." The palm-sized brocade box was thrown on the table.

Qu Chenzhou couldn't draw the other side well, so he wiped his eyebrows, glanced at the box from the corner of his eye, and chuckled lightly: "Or King Ning?"

"A few more, I can't bear it," Liu Chongming smiled, "but it's just King Ning's embarrassment. If I don't let go, is he planning to stay sick forever?"

The bet with Liao Guangming has won more than half, and he is in a good mood.

Since the second day of the Lantern Festival, people in the market have been making a lot of fuss, saying that they saw a little fairy coming down to earth at the lantern festival.

Casting a glance with tears in his eyes, and walking through the water, even those who are not good at this can come up with dozens of dramas on their own.

Soon someone spit on this rumor - what kind of little fairy, you can tell by looking at those eyes, isn't it the brother Xiaoqu from the former Qishenglou?After being raised by the eldest son for more than half a year, she has been adjusted to become a fairy, as if she was a different person.

Before waiting for the rumors to spread, King Ning heard about it early in the morning, hurriedly came to the door, blocked the door and scolded Liu Chongming for being unkind.

Liu Chongming was scolded for no reason, and he made up his mind to whet people's appetites—seems okay, not letting him touch a single finger.

He wrapped the sleepy little fox tightly with a quilt, and then carried him out to show off in front of King Ning.

Poor King Ning drank the tea eagerly, climbed into the carriage in a daze, and never went out after returning.Counting today, he has been ill for five or six days, but he thought about sending people to deliver things every day, and rewarding Qu Shenzhou by name.

When King Ning fell ill, word spread even more in the marketplace. Now, even if Liao Guangming denied it stubbornly, he still lost.

Qu Shenzhou opened it and took a look. It was a red coral pendant the size of a longan. He closed the box again and pushed it towards Liu Chongming: "Give it to your son."

This thing was not rewarded by the master, so he couldn't take it out and exchange it for money.

"A copper coin!" Liu Chongming slammed down the price with ease.

"It's done." Qu Chenzhou immediately made a decision, and added: "No IOU."

Liu Chongming was bored to death.

He obviously didn't need to play this kind of trick with others, Qu Shenzhou even belonged to him - the contract of selling his life in black and white, it was clear.

"I won't blame you." After all, he couldn't bear to mention that identity, so he could only get up and snatch Luo Zidai, and look at it carefully.

Speaking of thrush, he was also the first time a big girl got on a sedan chair.

Qu Chenzhou was scratched by his chin, looked up to see that he had not made a move, thought for a moment, and asked: "The son will do this?"

"Why can't this son? Don't move," Liu Chongming said stiffly. The foggy and distant mountains in front of him made him lose his mind for a moment. Go to Dali Temple, guess who you saw?"

Qu Chenzhou's answer was quick: "Rong Jiu'an."

Liu Chongming tilted his hand, and drew a line of eyebrows straight to the corner of his eyes.

"Ah... it hurts..."

"Sorry," he frantically wiped off the eyebrow line, and asked in surprise, "How did you guess it was Rong Jiu'an?"

"During the Chinese New Year, I saw Ling He, and gave him a divination—a person close to me was imprisoned. Isn't that about Rong Jiu'an? Since the son asked this, I guess Rong Jiu'an should be here. Dali Temple."

Liu Chongming lost his mind about thrush.

The seal was opened after the year, and the case that had been put on hold was reopened. It was no surprise that Chen Fuwei's case was involved in Feng Yu's body. According to the information that can be inquired so far, Feng Yu's hands and feet in Jinnan Mansion are not so clean.

And as long as Feng Yu is at a disadvantage, Ren Rui will naturally have a chance to stand up. If this happens, Rong Jiu'an may be in danger.

Although he didn't have much friendship with Rong Jiu'an, he just felt that many things should not be like this - the loyal, brave and sincere people were wronged, the flood victims left their homes, and they were as cheap as ants.

For some reason, he remembered that on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, his father's face hidden in the shadow was not so much depressed as sad.

Suddenly, I regretted that I shouldn't have blamed my father so capriciously for being indifferent.

In the past, when I was the only one in the other courtyard, I didn't think about what happened to my father. It influenced them from birth to have nothing to worry about.

But after meeting Qu Chenzhou, I realized that life is truly enjoyable when there is someone by my side who can talk about everything.

This New Year's Eve, when I go back to the Hou Mansion and see my parents who have nothing to say, I can't help but feel sympathy for my father.

I kept the rest of the words in my stomach, and only told Qu Chenzhou about Rong Jiuan, Ren Rui, and Feng Yu in detail.

Qu Shenzhou naturally also recognized Rong Jiu'an.

Due to his personality, this ambitious young man had even worse luck in his last life. Although he did not suffer from the disaster of Jinnan Mansion, and was only one step away from Zhongshu Sheren, he encountered him head-on.

At that time, he would not show mercy to anyone.

After Rong Jiu'an died, Ling He turned into a mad dog that would never let him go.

In troubled times, everyone is crazy.

He couldn't help but caressed his hand on the front of the front again, gently stroking the things inside, and replied calmly: "My lord, even if Ren Rui can escape and want to save Rong Jiu'an, there is no way out, it depends on his luck."