All rivers and mountains are safe

However, Wang Xingyan seemed unaware of Shen Mingan's abnormal reaction. He walked up to Shen Mingan in a few steps, held Shen Mingan's hand eagerly, and said in surprise and relief: "Mingan, uncle hasn't seen you for more than [-] years. Well, when you lived in my mansion, you were not yet ten years old. I didn’t expect to see you here. Where did you go when you got lost from the mansion? I sent people to search for half of Jiangzhou City but couldn’t find you , you don't even know how much uncle is worried about you."

The hand was held by Wang Xingyan and kept rubbing, and Shen Mingan's fingers curled up unconsciously. He withdrew his hand and hid it in his wide sleeve to calm himself down.

"I, I was lost at that time, and I didn't know where I went. Later, I passed by a temple, and the abbot took me in."

Even someone like Lu Ciheng who had no idea what happened between him and this Wang Xingyan could tell that his words were obviously full of loopholes.

If he was really lost, why did Shen Ming An not think about looking for this uncle after so many years.

It looked more like Shen Mingan was avoiding Wang Xingyan.

"It's also my uncle's fault. The business has not been doing well these years, so I had to live in Zhizhou Mansion. At that time, I heard the news that you had won the number one prize. I have never been able to go to Beijing to find you. Now that you are so outstanding, your parents are in the spirit of heaven. It must be very comforting.”

Wang Xingyan spoke sincerely, but Lu Ciheng found that Shen Mingan's eyes were hanging on the ground, and he was in a daze, as if he didn't listen at all.

Wang Xingyan looked at Shen Ming'an's pale wrists looming in his sleeves, and suddenly asked, "Is the red string that uncle gave you still there?"

"It's gone, I lost it." Shen Mingan's voice was very soft.

There was originally a red rope on his wrist that Wang Xingyan gave him, and the small bell on the red rope would make a clear sound with his movements, shaking and ringing in his ear for countless nights, making him feel alive all over his body. cold.

On the other hand, after hearing the conversation between the two, Wu Jitong was secretly delighted, and wanted to establish a relationship with Shen Mingan through Wang Xingyan, and said very excitedly: "Brother Xingyan is Master Shen's uncle! Today is such a coincidence that we met at the gate of my residence." , it must be God's will, why don't you come to my mansion and have a sit together."

"What Zhizhou said is true." Wang Xingyan climbed onto Shen Mingan's shoulder, making a gesture to take Shen Mingan's hand and bring him into the mansion, "Today, you and my uncle and nephew must have a good chat about the past.

Seeing Wang Xingyan approaching, Shen Mingan subconsciously took half a step back in the direction where Lu Ciheng was, and felt inappropriate for his untimely reaction, but his mind was confused and he didn't know what he was talking about, so he stumbled and said, "Today... ...It's getting late..."

Lu Ciheng held his hand in his palm and noticed that he was trembling even more.

"What's the old story, there's no time to talk about the old days." Lu Ciheng looked at Wang Xingyan with hostile eyes, stood between the two of them, and brought Shen Mingan a foot away from Wang Xingyan.

Wang Xingyan's hand fell in the air, he put it down in embarrassment, looked at Lu Ciheng and said, "Who is this?"

"It's my student."

"This is the third prince."

The voices of Shen Ming'an and Wu Jitong sounded at the same time.

Hearing this, Wang Xingyan smiled and made a salute: "Xiaomin has met the Third Prince."

Lu Ciheng turned a blind eye, and only gently put the cloak on Shen Mingan.

Wang Xingyan looked at the two and said with a smile: "The third prince really respects the teacher."

"Sir is the current imperial tutor. He taught me since I was a child, so I naturally respect him. You are a bit presumptuous." After he finished speaking, he stopped looking at Wang Xingyan, let Shen Mingan get into the carriage with a gloomy face, "Let's go."

Wu Jitong was about to run away when he saw the opportunity in his hand, and he still didn't give up, "It's getting late now, why don't you go to my residence first, and every morning..."

Lu Ciheng interrupted him, and said darkly: "The emperor called us back to Beijing, why, he blamed us for the delay, you will bear the blame for resisting the decree?"

Wu Jitong was shocked: "...the lower officials dare not."

"Then shut your mouth!" Lu Ciheng sternly yelled at him, got into the carriage directly, and gave Li Xingyuan a wink to let him drive.

As the carriage moved forward, Zhizhou's mansion was getting farther and farther away, but Wang Xingyan did not enter the mansion, and stood at the gate of the mansion, watching their carriage gradually go away.

To be more precise, Lu Ciheng felt that he was actually looking at Shen Mingan.

He put down the car curtain, frowned and asked Shen Mingan if Shensi belonged to him: "Was this Wang Xingyan hit you or scolded you?"

Shen Mingan's face was pale, he folded his hands in his sleeves, pursed his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "...No."

"Then why are you so afraid of him?"

Shen Mingan stopped talking again.

The route I took when I returned to Beijing this time was different from the time I came here. In order to get to Shangjing faster, I decided to take a route by land first and then by water.

The weather in Yizhou was not bad. They had already walked out of Yizhou in one afternoon. After leaving Yizhou, the surrounding mountains were covered with snow.

There are many snow-capped mountains in the north of Yizhou. The mountains are covered with thick snow that has not melted for many years. The top of the mountain is white, and the soil on the ridge is exposed. Gray and white intersect.

The carriage was driving in the valley between the mountains, the wind became stronger the deeper it went, the howling wind blew up the curtains of the car, and even sitting in the car felt that the wind was pervasive.

Li Xingyuan, who was driving outside, knocked on the wall of the car, saying that the snow was so thick that the wheels got stuck in the snow.

The situation that the wheels of the carriage got stuck in the snow happened from time to time on the way to Yizhou, Lu Ciheng didn't take it to heart, his attention was always on Shen Mingan, but the snow was one or two feet deep here, and he left again After a few miles, the wheels got stuck in the snow, and the carriage couldn't move at all.

Lu Ciheng had to get out of the car to check the situation, it was very windy outside, so he also gave Shen Mingan his hand stove, and told him not to get out of the carriage.

Shen Ming'an accepted it dumbly, without responding.

The guards were trying to clear up the snow near the wheels. Lu Ciheng observed the terrain. The place is remote and the surroundings are deserted. There are no stations and no one inhabited. It is almost evening now, and the snow will only get worse Hurry up and hurry up, maybe you won't be able to get out of this snow-capped mountain before night falls.

After several weighings, he asked Li Xingyuan to take the time to take the guards to shovel the snow. After shoveling the snow, he changed the direction of the carriage, returned to the original road, stayed at the border of Yizhou overnight, and made plans the next day.

Without tools at hand, shoveling snow is not an easy task, let alone such thick snow, in order to make it easier for the guards to shovel snow, Lu Ciheng went to the carriage to call Shen Mingan.

Lifting the curtain, the car was empty. Lu Ciheng thought of Shen Mingan's abnormality, and his heart beat like a drum. He grabbed the guard at the side and asked anxiously, "Where is the Taifu?"

The guard was shoveling the snow well, when Lu Ciheng suddenly grabbed his collar, he was startled, and stammered, "Just, just got out of the car, I saw him just now."

The guard looked around, pointed at the figure in the distance, "It's over there."

He murmured again: "How can I travel so far in just a short while?"

Lu Ciheng turned his head in the direction of his finger, and saw the pale blue figure in the distance. Shen Mingan's entire ankle was sunk in the snow, and he walked with difficulty step by step to the mountain stream half a kilometer away.

He didn't have time to think deeply, and ran towards the direction of the mountain stream. Shen Mingan was getting closer and closer to the stream, and Lu Ciheng became more and more anxious, but when Shen Mingan reached the stream, he didn't go any further, but squatted down.

Lu Ciheng felt relieved, and gradually slowed down his pace. He was out of breath from running, and laughed at himself in his heart, because of that stupid thought that had no reason.

The mountain stream is covered with thin ice, and the dark clouds and the continuous snow-capped mountains not far away are reflected on the stream.Lu Ciheng walked to Shen Mingan's side, and saw that he soaked his hands in the bitterly cold stream, rubbing and washing his hands over and over again. After washing over and over again, his knuckles turned red from the cold, and the backs of his hands turned red. Protruding veins.

Washed until it was so cold that I shivered all over.

"Don't wash it."

Shen Mingan acted as if he hadn't heard of it, as if he wanted to wash off a layer of skin from his hands, Lu Ciheng grabbed his wrist and forced him to stand up, staring into his bewildered eyes, suddenly he didn't know what to say.

Drops of water fell on the ground along the pale fingertips, and Shen Mingan didn't even notice that his sleeves were soaked by the stream. He stared blankly at Lu Ciheng's clear amber eyes, and said softly, "My hands are good!" dirty."

Lu Ciheng's heart seemed to be clenched suddenly, he carefully held Shen Ming'an's hands in his palms and breathed, trying to warm those bloodless hands from the cold.

Shen Mingan looked over Lu Ciheng's shoulder and looked behind him, his pupils suddenly dilated.

The wind whistled, and at the foot of the mountain in the distance, the guards were struggling to pull the rope on the horse's head to turn the horse in a different direction. The horse stamped its hooves uneasily, neighed, and refused to move at all.

In the distance, the mountain seemed to be vibrating. The small flakes of snow on the top of the mountain rolled down mixed with the rocks, and even the snow on the mountainside rolled down like a flood for a moment. The guards were terrified, and the carriage and people were submerged in an instant.

At the critical moment, Shen Ming'an only had time to grab Lu Ciheng's arm with his backhand, and staggered to drag him behind the thick dead tree a few steps away.

Even with a tree trunk as a cover, the rocks and snow that rolled down quickly during an avalanche still pushed the person several hundred feet away. The thick snow covered his mouth and nose, and Shen Mingan's head was hit by the rock, and his consciousness soon became blurred.