[Rebirth] Fallen Grass Becomes a Bandit

Shen Qian pondered silently, and didn't care that Tong Yan was begging for praise with a sad face. As long as Shen Qian was absorbed in it, it was hard to care about the external situation, so Tong Yan had to quietly retreat.

However, if the crown prince is a tiger, then Jiang Chenying is a wolf. He can control the timing with good intentions, and when necessary, he can kill him with one move. From the death of He Qiluo, we can know that he is good at using people's hearts, especially those closest to him. Use it thoroughly.Shen Qian sneered, Jiang Chenying was never a match for him and He Qiluo for such brainwork, but at that time I had a hard heart and was willing to do so.Once reborn, he will never let Jiang Chenying touch his relatives again. In this life, he will take good care of his "wood". No matter whether his heart is the same as before, he will plan for him, even if his goal is Usurper!

Juxian Building

When the wine was hot, no one noticed that two people were missing.The black shadows flashed into the backyard slightly, it was He Qiluo and Song Jizong.

"Brother, these scholars have never seen the world. They can't lift their hands or shoulders. We have a lot of talents in our village. These little loaches are useless at all." Song Jizong frowned and said, it wasn't him He despises scholars, and if he has the talents of Mr. Shen of the Hou Mansion, he will not hesitate to pour wine and tea for him. However, these shortlisted talents are enough, but in terms of resourcefulness, they are far from meeting their requirements.

He Qiluo raised his eyebrows, and said in a serious tone: "Chengxian, don't you understand? These people are useless to us, but for some people who are eager to seek the throne, this is not a good idea." A pile of loaches, the mob can sometimes climb up to the big treasure, not to mention they still have a little ink in their stomachs."

Song Jizong sighed, raised his head and said to the person who looked particularly heavy in the dark night: "If you can win over Shen Qian, we will be even more powerful, so why do we have to deal with it like this!"

He Qiluo leaned back against the tree trunk, with long eyes, and said a word softly, which hit the dark night like a stone sinking into the sea, without any waves.

"How can I bear it?"

Yes, how could he be willing to let the jade in his heart be stained with the froth of this world? This protracted war wears away people's hearts without seeing the smoke of gunpowder. Even he sometimes feels heavy. He can only watch him holding a book and drinking tea from a distance. When he sat quietly on one side, he felt less tired and had the strength to persevere. Neither his parents nor his identity allowed him to quit halfway. A pure land comes to this soil.

Song Jizong left, this is a road of no return for He Qiluo, one day it may be broken on it, the poison in him is blood seal, the only antidote is not understanding his heart, how can he escape ?

The third prince drank wine and recited poems with all the talented scholars, and even showed his famous Jinghua masterpieces for everyone to appreciate. There were endless voices of praise, but none of them were the voices he wanted.

"My lord's poem can't read the taste of ambition and reward, and I will have to do it then!" A joking voice sounded, which suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

Someone stood up and argued, "The reason why this work is so famous is because of the magnificence of the prince. What evidence do you have to refute it as a scholar with little experience? You have to analyze it!"

Scattered laughter resounded piercingly, here are all people with fame and fame, no one accepts anyone else, if you want to be famous, you have to see if you have that ability!Scholars are the most pedantic and sour.

"The villain just said it, why are all the talents so anxious, the prince didn't make a sound, how do you know what I said is wrong?"

The third prince smiled, and said to the man in the green robe in the distance: "Then your excellency is wrong, this king has no such intention, you misunderstood!"

As a result, louder taunts sounded. It is not so easy to get ahead. Everyone teased that green-robed man one by one, showing their ugly faces one by one, and their words were sour and sharp without any heart.

The man in Tsing Yi didn't fight back, and continued to taste wine and eat vegetables without blushing and heartbeat, without being affected.It seemed that the person attacked by the crowd had nothing to do with him.

After the banquet was over, everyone respectfully sent the prince's guard of honor away before returning to their lodgings. Before leaving, they satirized the person who "spoke wildly" just now.

"My lord, look?" The boy who was driving just now jumped into the carriage and tore off his mask. It was the second son of the Song family, Song Huayang.

"That man in Tsing Yi is Wu Zhaoqian. He usually doesn't make a sound, and his grades are only in the middle, but he exerted his strength at the critical moment and succeeded in attracting everyone's attention. This move is very clever, but it is also very stupid. If this king is no longer blind A little bit, maybe I really think he is Yumu." The third prince sipped the tea to get rid of the alcohol.

Song Huayang said with a smile: "That kid has some skills, and he is brave enough to dare to fight like this. His family background is not good, but he is neither humble nor arrogant. It is rare. The deep meaning behind this move has aroused our interest. He can make such an outstanding People who do things like this are either wise or stupid, and it seems that he is more inclined to the former."

The third prince put down his teacup, sat quietly and thought deeply, and said: "Look again, if he is really stupid, he will show his tail sooner or later. If you want this king to pay attention to him, you should show his true skills and say The king doesn't like the person who said it, and your elder brother even scoffed at it!"

Song Huayang nodded. He Qiluo is a deep-water giant crocodile. If he wants to show his head, he can go to the side without any trump card and cool off!

He Qiluo stood outside the study for a long time, originally intending to leave after the lights inside were extinguished, but it was already late at night, and the person on the window sill was studying intently under the lamp with a book in his hand.

Shen Qian raised his head, and He Qiluo was standing in front of him, startled him, and said strangely: "Why didn't you go back to the General's Mansion? Isn't it fifteen today?"

One of the conditions that General Song asked He Qiluo to come to the Marquis Mansion to accompany his son to read is that it is enough to go home on the fifteenth day of the lunar new year. Isn't today the day they go home?The two brothers of the Song family had already rushed back with the snacks that Mrs. Shen had prepared for Mrs. General.

"Come and see you, why haven't you slept yet? The candle is not too bright, and it will hurt your eyes if you look at it any longer." He Qiluo said softly, but his originally thick voice was suppressed.He almost looked at Shen Qian, his little son, with pious and worshipful eyes.

Shen Qian's heart ached, and the feeling of being stabbed by a knife gripped him fiercely. In his previous life, he would not have been able to read the deep affection in his words, but today, he fully understood the meaning contained in that seemingly plain tone. It was his bastard who trampled on his sincerity.If he didn't stay in the study so late tonight because he had too many thoughts to fall asleep, then wouldn't he have had the chance to hear such words?

In the previous life, how many times did he stay outside alone, and when did he wait?How many nights have you spent with him?He doesn't know.

"What's wrong with you? Your heart hurts?" He Qiluo's face changed, watching the person in front of him cover his heart, beads of sweat rolled down.

Shen Qian wanted to say it was okay, but his lips turned white from the pain and his brows were furrowed.

Seeing that something was wrong, He Qiluo immediately hugged him and rushed to the residence of the doctor in the mansion.

In the room, He Qiluo asked the person lying on the bed with trembling lips, "When did you suffer from heart palpitations? What's wrong with you?"

He was only 14 years old, how could he be overly worried, with palpitations and chills, he stayed in the mansion all the time to read his book, how could he be too sad?

"Don't listen to the doctor's nonsense, I just didn't eat enough for dinner, and I'm just feeling flustered!" Shen Qian avoided his probing eyes and turned to one side.

He Qiluo didn't believe it at all, the doctor in the mansion was the master of the palace back then, and was the dowry given to the princess by the late emperor, how could he misdiagnose it?However, He Qiluo lowered his head, he knew very little about Shen Qian's heart, how could he know why he was worried?

"Qian'er, if you tell me, I will help you. Doctor Li said, you have a heart disease, how can you have a heart disease at your age?"

Shen Qian turned his head, sat up, folded his hands on his lap, and said: "I just don't want to be a bird kept in a golden cage, I want to know more, more about things other than reading, but My mother never let me get in touch with these things. Why do you guys have to stay in the mansion to be this boring prince when you can make friends with insightful people outside? Song Huayang is much younger than me, isn't he making trouble outside? Had a great time!"

Forgive him for lying, do you want to tell He Qiluo that he is guilty of killing him because of self-blame, guilt for not cherishing his feelings, and regret for taking the wrong path?This is a secret that he can never tell. He must carry such a heavy burden to live out his life. If He Qiluo can be safe and happy in this life, he may be freed for his salvation.

Shen Qian's half-truth and half-false words made He Qiluo heave a sigh of relief. His biggest worry was that the lady of which family Shen Qian fell in love with made him forget about eating and drinking.

"Then what do you want me to do?" He Qiluo's tone became lighter. He would rather believe Shen Qian's words than guess by himself. Such a result must not be what he expected.

"You have to take me with you when you go out in the future, no protest!" Shen Qian made a final decision, fighting for the greatest right to understand them.

He Qiluo has no choice, as long as he covers it up well and Shen Qian stays by his side, he won't be able to see the clues. Compared to making his little son worry too much and being kept in this square yard, it's better for him to take care of it with his own hands. He took to that unknown world.

Besides, in this way, wouldn't they be able to face each other day and night?Allowing him a little selfishness, settled in his heart for too long, can't bear it. This feeling that is not accepted by the world will eventually die in his heart forever.

After He Qiluo left, Shen Qian let go of his slightly nervous heart. You can't lie in front of He Qiluo, you have to mix something real, and half-truths and half-false words can confuse the audience. He Qiluo is too smart, and he knows him better , I have set my eyes on him all my life, can I see it at a glance?He can only say that fortunately this is He Qiluo from more than ten years ago, and his Taoism is not so scary.