All rivers and mountains are safe

The prince is docile, but the fifth prince, Lu Wenhuai, has an arrogant and domineering personality. He looks down on Lu Ciheng, the third brother who came out of nowhere, and finds fault with him openly and secretly. Bear with him for a long time.

However, Lu Wenhuai thought he was easy to bully, so he tore up the copybook that he had worked so hard to copy for several days and hid it. When Shen Mingan came to ask him for a copybook, Lu Ciheng searched his bag but couldn't find the copybook that he had already written. The finished copybook.

"Has the copybook been written?"

"Sir, I really wrote it!" He had a previous conviction, and he was afraid that Shen Mingan would not believe him, so he hurriedly explained to him: "I wrote it for several days, and I wrote every word myself, but I just can't find it. .”

"Then go back and look for it later."

Shen Mingan asked him to look for it after class, but no matter how much time he was given, he couldn't take it out.

Shen Mingan asked him why he lost it and where he lost it, but he couldn't answer, and finally Shen Mingan sighed helplessly: "Then forget it, just make up another book."

But Lu Ciheng clearly saw disappointment in Shen Mingan's eyes.

He was not afraid of being slapped, but he was most afraid of seeing Shen Mingan's disappointed eyes on him, so when he accidentally saw his torn copybook at Lu Wenhuai's place, he couldn't hide his hatred immediately, and found one in the middle of the night. The sack, while Lu Wenhuai was asleep, gagged his mouth and threw it into the woodshed.

Then he punched and kicked Lu Wenhuai, who was tied up in the sack and couldn't move, with hands and feet. Lu Wenhuai whimpered in pain in the sack, but Lu Ciheng didn't soften his heart in the slightest, instead he was kicked several times.

Usually no one would pass by the firewood room. Lu Ciheng tied up Lu Wenhuai's hands and feet in a sack, covered the sack with firewood, and left after making sure no one would find out.

Early the next morning, a servant came to report that the Fifth Prince was missing. Shen Mingan asked the others if they had seen where Lu Wenhuai was. , there is no need to go to class, presumably he ran to the back mountain to play."

The Imperial College is very large, and there is no place to play. Students often go to the back mountain to play after school. Shen Ming'an often feels that when it should be strict, it should be strict, and when it should be loose, it should be relaxed. Studying should have work and rest, and has never controlled them. After going to the back mountain to play, I easily believed Lu Ciheng's words.

The fifth prince did not come back until the evening. Shen Mingan and the servants in the Imperial Prison anxiously searched around the back mountain, but they couldn't find it after searching for a long time. Lu Ciheng was afraid that he would recruit the emperor if he couldn't find anyone. So I volunteered and said to him, "Sir, let me help you find Fifth Brother too."

Shen Mingan was worried that the Fifth Prince would have an accident and was struggling to find him, so he agreed to him, and told him: "Be careful, don't run too far, come back sooner if you can't find it."

"Yeah." Lu Ciheng nodded in response, made a pretense and ran to the back mountain for a circle, then immediately ran back to the woodshed.

Lu Wenhuai was starved for a whole day, and passed out. Lu Ciheng kicked him again, and then released Lu Wenhuai, who was covered in bruises, out of the sack, untied the hemp rope on his hands and feet, He took off the cloth stuffed in his mouth, casually carried him on his back, and ran deep into the back of the mountain.

Lu Wenhuai woke up slowly when Lu Ciheng was carrying him down the mountain, his whole body was in severe pain, lying on Lu Ciheng's back for a long time before he recovered, he asked him in astonishment: "Where am I?"

"You have been missing all day today." Lu Ciheng carried him firmly on his back, and said softly, "When I found you in the back mountain, you were beaten by someone, and you were thrown in the back mountain. In the forest."

"You came here specifically to find me?"

"Yes." Lu Ciheng replied: "There are also sir, prince and others, everyone is very worried about you."

"Then why did you come to me?" The fifth prince lost all his domineering arrogance, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't treat you well at all."

"Because I'm your third brother." Lu Ciheng's feet slipped in the dewy night, and as soon as he finished speaking, he fell on Lu Wenhuai's back, and his arm was stabbed by a branch that branched out, bleeding It seeps out instantly, and drops drop by drop on the leaves along the fingertips, which is very clear in the silent night wind.

"Third brother!" Lu Wenhuai hurriedly crawled to his side, not caring that his bones were almost out of place, "How are you?"

"I'm fine." Lu Ciheng shook the fallen leaves on his body, got up, and carried him on his back again, "Third brother will take you back."

"But your hand..." Lu Wenhuai couldn't move on his back, he was careful not to touch his wound, and suddenly choked up and cried: "I'm sorry."

His "I'm sorry" meant nothing, and he didn't know what he was talking about. Lu Ciheng was very happy, as if Lu Wenhuai was apologizing for him tearing up his copybook, he relieved his hatred a lot, and didn't bother to talk to him anymore What brother and brother nonsense, even the steps down the mountain are much lighter.

After going down the mountain, he saw Shen Ming'an from a distance. Seeing Lu Wenhuai being beaten like this, he hugged Lu Wenhuai off Lu Ciheng's back very distressedly. He said, "Then why are you going to the back mountain?"

"I didn't go to the back mountain, I don't know, someone put me in a sack and beat me, the inside of the sack was dark, and no one spoke, and I don't know who beat me..." Lu Wenhuai spoke incoherently, and suddenly Some collapsed and said: "I don't remember, when I woke up, it was the third brother who carried me down the mountain."

Lu Wenhuai was seriously injured, Shen Mingan had no choice but to pursue other matters, so he could only ask the imperial doctor to take him to treat the wound first.

Lu Ciheng stood where he was and refused to leave, and deliberately pulled down the sleeve of his wounded hand in front of Shen Mingan. Shen Mingan really noticed it very quickly, and took the ointment from the imperial doctor to wash and apply it for him.

"Hiss..." Lu Ciheng cried out in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Shen Mingan's movements became more gentle, and he said in a gentle voice, "Thank you for saving the Fifth Prince today, but remember to be more careful next time."

The blood from the wound had already dried up, not to mention that the wound was not that big, Lu Ciheng had long ago stopped the pain, but he coquettishly said to Shen Mingan: "It hurts so much, sir, blow it on for me, maybe it won't hurt anymore."

Shen Mingan was taken aback when he heard the words, but after a while he smiled helplessly, and actually lowered his eyes, and gently blew on his wound.

Qingsong Qianxiang approached suddenly, Shen Ming'an's face was close at hand, his eyelashes drooped and trembled slightly, Lu Ciheng somehow had the urge to kiss him, but in the end he held back.

Shen Mingan took care of the wound for him and told him to take a good rest before leaving. Lu Ciheng suddenly remembered that the sacks and hemp ropes were still piled up in the woodshed, so he hurried to the woodshed to get rid of these things.

But he never expected to see Shen Mingan bending down in the firewood room, picking up the sack on the ground and looking at it carefully, seeming to be puzzled, but also deep in thought.

Lu Ciheng hid behind the door frame, his heart sank, and he was worried for several days. Fortunately, Shen Mingan never mentioned this matter to him later.