Wu Yu

The author has something to say: The next chapter... I understand everything (ˊ?ˋ*)?

"Boss!" Jin Chan wanted to call out immediately, but was coerced by the increasing force on the back of his neck, so he reluctantly responded: "Oh..."

Qingqiu Jue withdrew his hand in satisfaction, just as Xie Lingyu turned his head, he suppressed his expression and followed up.

Jin Chan stood on the spot, his eyes following the figures of the two, rubbing his chin to speculate secretly, but he really couldn't understand their relationship, he scratched his head helplessly, and walked forward slowly.

Mo Sui sent them off, the joy on his face could not be dispelled, he turned his head and told the people about it without hesitation, there was no hint of credit in it, some were just pure excitement, happy for the villagers, "Everyone listen I said, Mr. Xie just now..."

When he told the story, the villagers unconsciously put down their hands picking vegetables, and looked up, with a smile on their faces that he hadn't noticed.

After he finished talking about the matter, the villagers were in an uproar, and their eyes were involuntarily stained with a layer of bright hope.

A vague idea emerged in everyone's mind at the same time.

Will this Mr. Xie bring them blessings like the rumors say?

Now they have hope.

But Xie Lingyu didn't know that he had become the hope of the villagers for their survival. He stepped on a ruin and looked at Mojiang. , making everyone look serious.

Xie Lingyu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the white waves splashed by the river water on the rocks, his eyes were filled with tranquility.

This is Mo Jiang, the source of the flood.

Mo Jiang is really big, so big that people's pride and ambition just born in the bottom of his heart evaporated, leaving only a serious thought.

Xie Lingyu's black hair, which was specially tied up, was blown up by the wind, adding a bit of youthful spirit, he looked at Mo Jiang in a trance, not only did not feel timid, but was eager to try.

In fact, the situation is not very bad. They just need to stabilize the water regime, divert the accumulated water from the Mojiang River first, and dig a few more branches to flow to the Suijiang and Yanjiang Rivers. After the water level is stabilized, the dam can be built.

The rest can be handed over to Mo Sui and other local officials.

It's just a matter of time.

The personnel involved in water control have arrived, and Qingqiu Jue ordered Fox to lead them. Several teams arranged for water control in an orderly manner. Most of them are experienced and good at water, not to mention that Qingqiu Jue has already installed them. people in it.

Xie Lingyu walked in the front, and changed into a strong outfit for convenience, the river water splashed on them unceremoniously, as if to demonstrate, everyone dredged the river according to the established procedure, and Mohu was still struggling to build a dam.

Everyone worked hard, the sun faded, and it looked lonely.

It is noon when it comes, and it is dark when it goes.

They couldn't see clearly at night, the waterway was slippery, and they were afraid of danger, so they didn't continue, they bid farewell to the people, Xie Lingyu and Qingqiu Jue went back to the inn, and washed away their filth.

Flood control is rare because it cannot be accomplished overnight. This is a labor-intensive process, and there is no way to rush it.

After working hard all day, Xie Lingyu did not feel tired. He sat in front of the case and checked the account book. He dialed the abacus in his hand, and there was almost an afterimage, and he was still chanting, "5 taels...600 taels... ..."

Qingqiu Jue came out of the shower, surrounded by mist that hadn't dissipated, looked up and saw that he didn't wipe his hair, and was concentrating on settling accounts, it seemed that he had made up his mind to kill and bleed heavily, he thought for a while.

But just for a moment.

When he realized it, he looked down and saw that the white cloth in his hand had touched the black hair on Xie Lingyu's shoulders.

And he rubbed his hands twice uncontrollably, which made Xie Lingyu, who was immersed in the ledger, startled. Turning around and seeing him, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to fiddle with the abacus.

Those fingers were long and slender, with well-defined joints, as if they were poking at the soft flesh in his heart and grinding it repeatedly.

That trust was spread out in front of Qingqiu Jue's eyes, pleasing him easily, Qingqiu Jue was silent for a moment, and slowly wiped his hair for him, but the strength in his hand was restrained.

"Ajue, are you tired today?" Xie Lingyu felt the warmth behind him, and occasionally his hair would be pulled lightly. He shook it with his strength, and he didn't feel uncomfortable. Instead, he felt that it was just right and very comfortable.

Qingqiu Jue rubbed his hair carefully, then paused again, "It's okay.

After a while, he chuckled lightly and joked, "It's you, you are quite energetic."

Xie Lingyu clapped the account book and smiled triumphantly: "I was a little tired at first, but when I think about the expenses..."

He didn't say the rest clearly. Now that Lin Cheng is in prison, he has collected a lot of "oil and water" over the years, and he wants to make up for all the bad results he planted.

Xie Lingyu smiled weakly, raised her head while holding Qingqiu Jue's hand, the back of her head just rested on the hand behind him wiping the water stains, her eyes were as bright as stars, and the candlelight in the room danced in them.

Qingqiu Jue's pupils shrank suddenly, his hands tightened unconsciously, and then loosened in a panic, a strong vibration came from his chest.

But he didn't leave immediately, Qingqiu Jue stared into those clear eyes, he saw his appearance clearly, as if he wanted to squeeze away the warm light from the room and occupy that place for himself.

This feeling made him sink into it, Qingqiu Jue subconsciously lowered his head to see more clearly, as if possessed by a demon, Xie Lingyu didn't hide, and involuntarily raised his hand to grab Qingqiu Jue's hanging sleeve , looking at him blankly.

The breath of the two sprayed on each other's face, clear and ambiguous.

Qingqiu Jue woke up completely like a slap in the face, he pulled away abruptly, straightened Xie Lingyu's head upright, and threw the white cloth to him, "Wipe yourself."

After saying these words, he hurriedly opened the door and left. Xie Lingyu subconsciously stood up and followed two steps, still holding the white cloth in his hand, and shouted, "Ajue, where are you going?"

Qingqiu Jue's voice was a bit vague, he just said, "Go and explain something, don't wait for me."

The slender figure went away, but Xie Lingyu stood at the door for a long time as if he couldn't recover. He rubbed the white cloth in his hand, his ears and cheeks were flushed, his slender fingers rested on his lips, and coughed twice, as if It is to dissipate that charming feeling.

Just now, he almost thought that Ah Jue was going to kiss her...

He regretted that he was so cowardly just now, and he didn't dare to look at Ah Jue's expression even though he was so close.

Xie Lingyu dried his hair, hid in the warm bed, and buried his head in it. Only at this time did he dare to think openly.

Think about things you don't usually think about.

... Ah Jue may not have feelings for him.

They were very close just now, Xie Lingyu tried hard to recall, he seemed to hear Ah Jue's heartbeat, very fast.

So fast that it was hard for him to tell whose heartbeat it was.

His breathing on his face seemed unsteady, with a fiery disorientation.

and so.

and so……

Xie Lingyu slowly closed his eyes, sleepiness engulfed him like a tide, he still couldn't figure out what was going on in his daze, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he had some sweet dream.

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On the other side, Qingqiu Jue sat at the table with Hu Mian and Jin Chan, looking at each other.

Qingqiu Jue did have some orders, and it wasn't like he fled completely.

Jin Tang understood, meaning that the building of houses at the back of the village must be started as soon as possible. It is not easy to control the water, so people have to have hope, so they don't go home exhausted and live in a dilapidated house.

If someone is in trouble, help them if you can. Most of the men in the village have gone to control the water, and local officials are also included. Naturally, they must take good care of their relatives.

Mohu's hearts are like a mess of scattered sand, but after all, they gather a little.

Hu Mian listened without saying a word, with a gloomy expression.

Qingqiu Jue knew it well, got up to leave, as expected, Hu Mian followed him, Qingqiu Jue slowed down, the two stood in the pavilion in the backyard of the inn, the evening breeze was cool, but very pleasant.

"What?" Qingqiu Jue looked sideways at him.

Humian lowered his head, and his voice was hoarse, "Huaijin, the king is the sky, the officials are like clouds, and the people are like ants."

"That's what I've learned since I was a kid."

Qingqiu Jue snorted lightly, and said firmly: "If you really think so, you wouldn't come to ask me."

Hu Mian did not refute, but leaned against the pillar and said softly: "Yes..."

"I vaguely remember that my father was still an idle royal family back then. He told me that the people are very enthusiastic, they are not ants, and the king is hard to control."

"But when he came to the throne, he seemed to be a different person. He gave birth to a brother who wanted to harm me with the woman who killed my mother. Do you think it's ridiculous?"

Qingqiu Jue didn't speak, but listened quietly.

The fox raised its head, its eyes were red.

"Are you saying that the emperor is unintentional, or that people who climbed to that high place... will be like this?"

This place is quiet and can magnify emotions infinitely. Qingqiu Jue can clearly see the people in his heart through the night light, from his father to the juniors of the clan, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... and finally turned into Xie Lingyu's face.

He spoke slowly, and the words in the night wind seemed gentle, "No."

"A virtuous monarch loves the people and knows the officials well."

"A loyal minister does not betray the country, and the world is a wise ruler. Ling Yi, you have a plan in mind, why bother with the past?"

Hu Mian's expression was a little stunned, thinking about the word "Ling Yi" in his heart, he took a deep breath, his voice trembling.

"Huaijin, I haven't heard anyone call me that for a long time."

The human skin mask on his face has been worn for a long time, and he has forgotten his original appearance. He once thought that he could escape his mission when he came to a foreign country, but he didn't want to let him meet a group of fools here.

Take the risk with your own body, and seek peace in the illusory world.

Qingqiu Jue patted him on the shoulder, glanced at the sky, waved his hands, "Think about it."

The fox responded, looking sideways at his leaving figure, sitting alone on the stone steps of the gazebo, feeling lonely, so he summoned two puppets.

Accompany him from left to right.

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Inside the house, the candles were extinguished.

Qingqiu Jue heaved a sigh of relief involuntarily, took off his clothes lightly, and then walked to the bedside.

The person on the collapsed breath was calm, but Qingqiu Jue didn't go up immediately, thinking distractedly.

Sleeping together before was for convenience, but what about later?

Why he didn't speak later, Qingqiu Jue couldn't explain it himself.

Taking a step back, even if it was unintentional before.

Today, just now.

What is he trying to do?

Qingqiu Jue hesitated, the answer was almost in front of him, but he stared at the huddled man in front of him, the always decisive hunter, but he didn't dare to raise his bow and arrow.

After a while, the footsteps left.

Qingqiu Jue walked out of the room, picked up Jin Chan and arranged a new room for him, just opposite the door.

Jin Chan hesitated to speak, looked at the opposite side several times, and then at the room, looked at Qingqiu Jue's face, and asked cautiously, "Boss, did you quarrel with Mr. Xie?"

Qingqiu Jue shook his head, just as Jin Chan breathed a sigh of relief, he heard him ask, "Jin Chan, what makes you happy?"

Jin Chan's eyes widened, he hung in his throat, and stammered: "Ah... Xinyue is... just..."

Help ah why the boss asked this question ah!

The problem is that Jin Chan doesn't know that Jin Chan only loves money!

Just when Jin Chan was racking his brains to think about how to explain "Xinyue", Qingqiu Jue suddenly waved his hands in displeasure, "Okay, go and rest."

When he stopped asking, he already had an answer.