Opposite the entrance hall

The showers did not stop, and the cool breeze was blowing.

Unlike the chill outside, there was warmth inside the house, despite the strong wind and rain outside, they didn't pay attention to it.

Qi Ran felt the temperature and kneading brought by his earlobe, and the body beside his arm was extremely hot, like a ball of fire, spreading from the place where the two touched, and he could feel it everywhere he went. This heat, a rare experience, makes people a little weird and uncomfortable.

He and Ji Si have never been on the same side. This is a fact that both sides knew clearly in the past. They were clearly separated and did not interfere with each other. Even the fact that they share the same bed today is an unexpected development. The rainstorm eroded and many houses leaked and accumulated water. Only this guest room was intact, so it could only be arranged in this way.

But in the current situation, not to mention him himself, if anyone in Lin'an was asked to tell him about this matter, it is estimated that thousands of people would not believe it.

Qi Ran grew up listening to the Qi family's family precepts when he was a child. Even though he was young and arrogant, he still remembered that he had no regrets and a clear aspiration. Therefore, he was extremely difficult to deal with a courtier like Ji Si, but he didn't know it. Since when did the confrontation between the two people who were eager to destroy it become much less.

No.

Not much less.

But it's gone at all.

In the past, the Dali Temple had a lot of envoys to the household department. The two had a selfless relationship but had a personal enmity. Ji Siji was worried that the Qi family still saved some face on the surface, but they cursed and uttered stupid words behind their backs. He looks like a bastard in the market, without a word to listen to.

But these days, no matter whether it is overt or not, this person has the same appearance, his appearance has not changed, and his words are frivolous. The difference is that when he talks to himself, he is flattering and familiar, his eyes are floating, the corners of his mouth are raised, and his eyes are like torches.

It can be seen from various reasons that Ji Sisi wins over the Qi Mansion.

Or to put it another way, the prince wants to win over the Qi family.

Qi Ran narrowed his eyes.

The emperor's health is getting worse day by day, the prince and the others have evolved into a three-legged situation, and the factional disputes are becoming more and more fierce. Sometimes they can fight for a reward, and their faces are red, and the officials who can speak in the court are more or less Standing in line, the Qi Mansion has always kept a distance from several parties, neither near nor far will offend them.

The Qi family has no intentions, but others are not unintentional. There are always people who are thinking about the name of one of the three princes of the Qi family, and the background of the Qi family's aristocratic family. , and Ji Si is the trap and bait that lures him into the bait, no matter what the result is, it is always useless.

Thinking of this, Qi Ran's eyes changed, he stared fixedly at the person beside him, his whole body was a little wary, seeing that the person didn't answer, he repeated coldly, "What are you doing?"

Ji Si, who was a little dazed by the situation in front of him, immediately took his thoughts back from all kinds of scriptures, looked at the beauty in front of him, swallowed, touched his nose and said softly: "The eaves were hit by the rain outside in the middle of the night. Woke up by the sound and couldn't fall asleep, couldn't find anything to pass the time, so when I had nothing to do, I took a look at Ziheng's face."

He knew that his words were not very credible, so he hurriedly snatched away the words just after he finished speaking, for fear of Qi Ran's further questioning, "I took a closer look and found that Zi Heng's face is very good, the sky is towering, the ground is round, and the Five Mountains Dynasty Come on, the eyebrows are flying into the temples, the cheeks are slanted into the sky, the mouth is like the corner of a bow, and the lips are red like pearls, it is the face of the rich and the rich, and it is sure to be able to prosper and be blessed, very good, very good."

Hearing this, Qi Ran still kept a cold face and lowered his eyes to listen to Ji Si's nonsense.

Ji Si had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue, "What's more, the mole on Ziheng's earlobe represents good fortune and longevity. Medical books also say that the kidneys are opened to the ears. Such a face also knows that Ziheng's kidneys are full of energy and body." Jian, a noble figure."

While talking, he quietly moved aside.

Qi Ran silently ignored his small movements, and said coldly: "I never knew Master Ji knew how to make faces."

"Slightly understand."

Three out of the ten sentences of this man were not true. Qi Ran could see the nature of this man clearly, and didn't take what he said seriously. You need to get up early to make your way, Master Ji should also rest earlier."

"What Ziheng said is true." Ji Si lay flat on his stomach with his hands on his stomach, and slowly closed his eyes. The room gradually became quiet again, only the sound of rain hitting the eaves was heard. After a while, he opened his eyes again. Wei Wei stared sideways at Qi's head, her expression indifferent, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Is Ziheng asleep?"

Qi Ran naturally didn't make a sound, and Ji Si didn't care about his answer and continued on his own: "I read this folk anecdote in my spare time, it seems to be a county annals of a certain place, and it's about a woman who is bitterly in love A white-faced scholar, who knew that he had died of illness before expressing his affection, and he had accumulated good deeds and was blessed by the Buddha, so he revived his body and came back to life on the body of a lady from a large family. After many tests, the two talked to each other on a rainy night. The continuation of the frontier has been passed down as a good story by the local people, so the county chronicle has been set up for people to praise it, I wonder if Ziheng has any insights after hearing this story?"

Qi Ran remained silent, and Ji Si pursed his lips and continued: "Although the matter of returning the soul from a dead body is a bit mysterious, but the vastness of the world and the vastness of the world, perhaps there are things that very people can understand, like Buddhas and immortals. Gods are like spirits and ghosts, like resurrecting the soul from a dead body, after all, everything in the world is like ants, small and ignorant."

"Master Ji," Qi Ran's voice sounded, "This kind of folk anecdote is just a gimmick, and it can't be taken as a gimmick. The impossible has a self-deceiving semblance..."

Having said that, he opened his eyes and stared at the room. The window lattices were filled with weak skylight, bringing a glimmer of light into the room. The lack of lighting made it even more gray. He looked very carefully, as if he had penetrated the darkness. The light saw something, and his expression was a little nostalgic.

Just when Ji Si thought that Qi Ran had finished speaking, his voice sounded again, "I will make my life, and I will seek my blessings. Buddha does not protect people, and I don't believe in Buddha.".

The two people in the back were silent, Ji Si maintained this posture and looked at his side face, and couldn't remember when he fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, a dazzling light entered the room, surrounded by a few sparrows The corners of the eaves were chirping, disturbing the tranquility of the morning.

He yawned and sat up, his sleepy eyes slowed down for a while before he woke up, he fixed his eyes and saw that Qi Ran was not there, he was alone in the room, and there was a basin of turbid hot water beside him. Not a fastidious person, not so pretentious and coquettish, just opened the door and went downstairs after washing up casually.

It rained again last night, the floors and stairwells were all damp, and moss grew in some backlit corners, and if you were not careful, you would fall down and squat. Ji Si carefully went downstairs to the hall where the food was eating. The two walked over, opened the chair and sat down, grabbed a yellowed steamed bun and began to chew it carefully.

After a steamed bun was eaten, he wiped the corners of his mouth and said softly, "How did Cunxiao rest last night?"

Du Cunxiao's official rank is lower than the two, so he spent the night with the children in the inn. The conditions are not very good, but it is considered comfortable compared to eating and sleeping in the open air. What's more, he is not a person who indulges in pleasure. Ji Si asked before putting down the porridge bowl and returning: "Trouble thinking about it, I have not slept all night, Brother Ji got up late again today, I will report the truth when I return to Beijing."

After getting along for two days, Ji Si had a little understanding of Du Cunxiao's stubborn temperament, and let him talk, as long as his left ear went in and his right ear went out, and he didn't care at all. After taking a sip of clear soup and rice porridge, he continued: : "Let's set off after breakfast in a while. As expected, we will be able to arrive in Xiangzhou tonight, and we can go in before closing the city."

"Which masters are going to Xiangzhou?" Xiaoer, who was serving tea, immediately changed his expression when he heard this, and his tone became a little wary, "The place is in chaos now, and the people want to run out. Where are you going?"

Hearing that Ji Si and Qi Ran looked at each other, they already had a plan in mind, the former smiled and explained: "To be honest, the three of us are in the rice business, and when we heard about the flood in Xiangzhou, we wanted to see if we could find a way out. Do some business."

The three people are very handsome and dressed, and they are either rich or expensive. These words are reasonable, Xiaoer also smiled, "There is a flood in that place, and the masters are not afraid of danger if you go at this time."

"Wealth and wealth are in the midst of danger. If you don't have the guts and courage, how can you travel all over the world to make money?" Ji Si looked up at him and pretended to be casual, "We came here in a hurry and didn't ask what is going on in Xiangzhou. We only know the surroundings. The village was flooded, and we don't know the casualties, if something goes wrong, we are ready to go home."

"We don't know the details, but we haven't heard of any unrest outside the villagers who were swept away by the flood. Everyone said that the governor of Xiangzhou thought of the people and took care of all aspects." Xiao'er stood up straight He continued: "Hey, there are many lakes and rivers in the east of Longxi, and the water will rise a little every year, but this year the situation is more serious. It is raining every day, and I don't know when it will be the top."

Du Heng picked up the teacup and took a sip before putting it on the table. He raised his eyes and asked, "Does the chief envoy of Longxi not care about such a big incident in Xiangzhou?"

"That's not clear. How can ordinary people like us know about being an official? In short, if the flood problem is not resolved, our inn will be over. The emperor is so far away that he doesn't know if there is anyone in charge of Xiangzhou. Oh, alas! What is it all about, the little one is off to work, and the masters have something to call."

After the people walked away, Ji Si looked back at Qi Ran, "If I remember correctly, the chief envoy of Longxi is Cui Hao."

"Cui Hao?" Du Heng repeated, "He has a rather withdrawn personality. I heard that Yu Jin, the envoy who comes to the capital from Longxi every year to the imperial court meeting, so all the officials in the capital think that he is arrogant and arrogant, but he does things well. No mistakes have been made so far, and people can't catch their feet."

Qi Ran, who had been silent all this time, put down his teacup and said slowly, "Whether it's a human or a ghost, I can see it this time."

These words are reasonable, no matter how difficult people are to get along with, they have to give them face, no matter how big an official is, he is just a political envoy, could it be that he can go against the sky.

The three packed up and hurried on the road.

After entering the Longxi realm, the rain became longer and longer, and it even lasted for a day, and it was raining everywhere.

The fog was long, the rain was light, and the heavy horseshoes stepped on the puddles, splashing a large amount of water, and then quickly skipped over, leaving only the clattering of horseshoes and the hoarse hissing in the dark night.

The speed of the horse walking in the front gradually slowed down, and the man on the horse held the rope tightly to stop the horse, and waited for the two people behind to drive the horse closer before asking in a cold voice, "Are you feeling unwell?"

The sound was not loud and mixed with the sound of rain, it was even softer. Ji Si's body was not like before. He had never trained in the military camp or martial arts. He lived a life of dignity and dignity every day. I couldn't open my mouth to make a sound, I just shook my head again and again.

Du Heng asked in a muffled voice, "How far is it?"

Qi Ran narrowed his eyes and looked behind him, then retracted his gaze and turned the bamboo hat on his head down, and replied in a deep voice: "Hurry up, it's ahead."

"Well, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, we have to hurry up," Du Heng nodded, and then turned his head to ask Ji Si next to him, "Master Ji can still hold it? rest somewhere."

"It's okay," Ji Si looked at Qi Ran, "I'm fine."

Qi Ran raised his eyes and saw the person in front of him with pale face and purple lips, just about to say something, the tips of his ears quivered slightly, when he suddenly heard the swishing sound coming from the rainy night forest, he suddenly turned his head to look around.

The footsteps around were getting closer and closer, Qi Ran frowned, turned his head and ordered: "Stay behind me."

Then his legs were tightly slapped on the horse's belly, and he drove the horse across in front of the two of them. With the strength of the saddle, he turned his toes down and got off the horse. With a hook on his toes, he drew out a sword that he carried with him and held it in his right hand. The flower, reflecting the silver light in the dark rainy night, let out the sound of the sword, tiptoe pointed forward and shouted sharply: "Who is it?"

The air penetrates like a rainbow, and the momentum is like a broken bamboo, piercing the sky.

Sitting on the horse, Ji Si and Du Heng looked at each other, and then saw a group of people coming out of the forest. The leader was a middle-aged man, wearing a coir raincoat and a goatee, who were stuck together by the rain. It looks a little funny.

Qi Ran's evil spirit did not dissipate, and the long sword was still pointing directly at the crowd, making the people who came to believe that if they were enemies or not friends, then the long sword would directly stab them.

This situation was a bit weird, Ji Si pursed her lips, got off her horse, walked to Qi Ran's side and said in a deep voice, "Who are you, why are you blocking our way?"

Goatee didn't speak, but just took a few steps forward and bowed respectfully to salute: "The next official, Xiangzhou Judge Wang Zhigui, is hereby waiting for the adults for a long time by order of Dou Inspector."

Ji Si looked sideways at Qi Ran, and the two looked at each other.

The sound of the rain was loud, pattering among the branches on the ground.

Xiangzhou is just around the corner.

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ps: Ivy Batty, you can rest assured that I will not cheat, but recently you know, the more you sit, the more lazy you are, the more lazy you are, the more you sit, cry, I criticize, I am too lazy, blah blah.

The structure of the third son is relatively large, and the ancient text is really difficult to write. It is not as fast as the modern text. It's a big project, why should I write this thing, embarrassing myself.

The plot of Xiangzhou is something I have thought about for a long time, and there will be some thoughts that I want to pass on to you. This dungeon has just begun, come on!

It is impossible to get stuck, I will write slowly, if I can’t finish writing in one day, then it will take two days, and if I can’t finish writing in two days, then it will take three days, I can always write it.

The most important sentence is that in this special period, everyone must pay attention to protecting themselves!