Si Tian Guan

Chapter 147

The sedan chair parked on the side of the street was opened a crack, and the people inside were waiting impatiently, and couldn't help sticking their heads out of the window against the cold wind.

The servant was still talking to the people inside at the threshold, leaving only his back.

Not long after, the servant finally trotted back, leaned over and said, "My lord, the eldest son is not at home, and brother Xiao Qu is not at home either."

"Who are you bluffing!" Mu Jingzhao yelled, "Where could he go in the early morning?"

"Going back to the prince, he said that the son of the world went out the day before yesterday, and he hasn't come back until now. Brother Xiao Qu is really not at home."

"I just came back from the hunting ground, and I don't want to take a break," Mu Jingzhao became dumbfounded, and said to himself, "It's been more than two days, what is Chongming doing here? Even Xiao Shenzhou is not here, Chongming is a beast in clothes! Where did people take it to play?"

Today it was empty again, the sedan chair was quickly picked up and turned back along the way it came from, within two streets, the sedan chair slowly stopped, and the servants came to the window and whispered: "My lord, it's your son! "

Mu Jing hurriedly lifted the curtain and went out, and saw that the person riding a horse not far ahead was indeed Liu Chongming.

"Chongming, it's just in time for you to come back." He hurried forward to meet him, and while talking, he couldn't help looking behind Liu Chongming, and gasped.

As if he didn't know what he was looking at, Liu Chongming got off his horse and cupped his hands: "My lord is looking for me so early? Do you want to drink?"

Mu Jingzhao was no longer in the mood to greet him, his eyes were wide open, and his tongue seemed to be tied a few times: "This... this..."

Liu Chongming followed his gaze, then looked behind together, smiled happily, and shook the rope in his hand: "Is the prince looking at this?"

A boy was tied to the other end of the rope, his hands were tied behind his back, his eyes were covered with a four-finger-wide black cloth, and he was led behind the horse for an unknown amount of time. He was already exhausted and could not stand still.

In this winter weather, she was stripped to only a layer of jacket, and her originally fair cheeks were faintly cyan.

With no strength to pull in front, the young man staggered two steps, then fell limply on the ground, curled up sideways, panting heavily.

Even if he didn't see those eyes, Mu Jingzhao could recognize who it was just by the outline of the figure, and he couldn't help being terrified.

"Chongming, what are you doing! This... isn't this little Shen Zhou?"

Hearing King Ning's voice, Qu Chenzhou seemed to have grasped at a straw, struggled to stand up, and begged hoarsely: "My lord...save..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Chongming sneered.

The attendant who followed behind stepped forward without making a sound, and the three-foot whip whizzed down.

When the whip was raised, blood spattered out.

Mu Jingzhao took a step back in fright, only to realize that the whip didn't land anywhere else, it was precisely on Qu Shenzhou's leg.

Although he didn't know how long Qu Chenzhou had been dragged along in this way, he could imagine how this journey came from just looking at the blood stains on his legs, not one spot was not without injuries.

"Chongming, Chongming, look..." He was so panicked that he didn't know whether to help the person or to intercede first: "How could you do this? What a big mistake, how can you be so cruel, if you don't want it, give it to me ah!"

"Your lord wants it?" Liu Chongming sneered, and with a sudden force in his hand, he dragged the person close to the ground, raised his toe to Qu Chenzhou's chin, and asked, "Does your lord like this face?"

"I like it! I like it!"

Mu Jingzhao raised his eyebrows with joy, thinking that there was some discussion, but Liu Chongming was still smiling, moving his steps, and slowly stepped on Qu Chenzhou's scarred leg.

"It looks like a fairy, if it really flies away like a fairy, nothing will be left, why not..."

Qu Chenzhou fell to the ground, before he felt the pain from the wound being sharpened by the sole of the shoe, he felt that the foot was exerted suddenly, and a sharp moan came out of his mouth almost immediately, but he twitched like a convulsion. little noise.

My mind was buzzing, I couldn't even hear the words that fell into my ears, I could only hear the dispute between King Ning and Liu Chongming being torn to pieces.

"Chongming, don't...give it to me...why bother..."

"A lowly slave... I will never change my nature..."

He lowered his head, struggling uncontrollably, and didn't know whether he was awake or in a coma. There was only an unstoppable obsession in his mind, and he managed to maintain a little clarity.

The two above their heads did not know what they said, only Liu Chongming's sneer was very clear.

"I was too conniving to him before...he should remember...his life and death are mine..."

The force on the leg was removed, and before Qu Shenzhou could recover from the pain, someone dragged him up from left and right.

Behind him was King Ning's rambling, and in front of him was an unfamiliar voice.

"Sir!"

"Well," Liu Chongming's voice was cold and unfamiliar: "Let's start."

Qu Chenzhou was dragged all the way back from Shiliting, stumbled, completely lost the strength to struggle and resist, his mind was dazed, and he was dragged forward by someone, until he was pressed and lay down on something, he woke up in shock .

This is what he has been most familiar with since childhood.

The Stool of the Regulatory Division.The slaves whose brand did not fall on their shoulders all greeted them with this thing.

The sound of iron objects churning and rolling in the brazier was as terrifying as blood boiling in hell.

"No...don't..." Qu Chenzhou finally understood what a terrible thing was about to start.

That is the fear that is engraved in the bones.

He struggled desperately, but his legs were quickly tied to the torture bench, and someone pressed his shoulders tightly.

There was a chill on the waist, and the clothes had been lifted.

"No! Chongming! Please...don't..."

He slapped him hard on the face: "Presumptuous! You are not allowed to call the son by his first name!"

There was a burning pain in his cheek, but he couldn't suppress his fear at all-he couldn't lose that birthmark, he needed the shelter there, that was his pillar.

But before he could yell again, the person in front of him grabbed his hair and pulled it back, stuffing a ball of sackcloth into his mouth.

"My lord, which word?"

"The word 'Ming'." Liu Chongming's voice was not a little warm: "Take care of that birthmark, don't get it wrong."

The hot iron fell with a suffocating temperature, and it was branded on the birthmark on Qu Shenzhou's back without any errors. The cold air smelled of burnt flesh, which made people vomit.

Qu Shenzhou tensed his body suddenly, and straightened his neck desperately, the heart-piercing muffled cry from his throat was vaguely interspersed with trembling weeping sounds.

He couldn't control himself from being awake anymore, his past and present lives were confused into a mess, and countless voices stirred in his head as if going crazy, tearing at his internal organs.

——Shen Zhouer, it is my blessing to be favored by you.

——Shen Zhou, I will treat you better.

——I promise you that I will save you from being lonely, from wandering, and from having no branches to rely on.

——Shen Zhouer, wait until I marry you.

- Believe me, I won't break my word.

Qu Chenzhou exhausted all his strength, wanted to scream hoarsely, but was blocked into a muffled voice.

The soldering iron pressed down on the back of the waist as if it had taken root.

The blindfold was already wet, whether it was sweat or tears.

He was slumped with all the strength pulled out of his body, and he bowed his head on the torture bench. Everything outside him became hazy, only he heard something fall out of his arms and hit the torture bench.

A crisp sound, close at hand.It was he who listened to the promise of the two worlds.

But the sound was fleeting.

There were footsteps approaching quickly, and he stretched out his hand to tear off the jade pendant around his neck.

"Bitch! You don't deserve it!"

Qu Chenzhou lifted his head feebly, but only heard the sound of the jade pendant shattering on the stone, and the flying fragments scratched his face, and he could no longer feel the pain.

The jade bell jingled, and rolled away to nowhere, and was nowhere to be found.

He desperately wanted to open his eyes to see clearly, but finally lowered his head and passed out.

In autumn and winter, the sky dawned late, and before the dawn dawned, Liu Chongming went out.

On the way from the paddock to the capital, he couldn't leave his sister, so even if he was anxious about Bai Shiyan's whereabouts, he had to rush back first.

Uncle led troops away, he and aunt decided to hide it first, so as not to disturb the morale of the army.

As soon as he returned to the capital, Bai Shilei immediately went to the paddock to search for people, and he also dispatched all available personnel.

Now there is only my aunt in the house, so he doesn't want to rest assured if he just takes a look.

It was so early, Madam Bai was still sitting by the window, with the window open in such a cold weather, when she saw Liu Chongming, she waved and smiled calmly.

But compared to his aunt who is usually quick and hot, this calmness only made Liu Chongming's nose sour.

He is a coward, he dare not say that he believed in the wrong person and harmed Shi Yan.

"There was a husband who said before that Shi Yan's life is very good, and he will be fine." On the contrary, it was my aunt who comforted him: "Go do your business. If there is news about Shi Yan, I will let you know."

In fact, they all prepared for the worst.

Liu Chongming tried his best to hide his grief, had breakfast with his aunt, and hugged his infant cousin.

Before leaving, my aunt called him to stop.

"Chongming, if you're too busy recently, you don't have to run around. I'm sitting alone, and I can't help but think wildly. Ask Shen Zhou to come and accompany me."

His chest froze, and he turned around after a while, and replied with a smile: "Shen Zhou has been ill these days, when he recovers, I will ask him to come and see you."

Then, as if fleeing, he got into the carriage.

Now is not the time for him to cry freely. Now Beijing has limited manpower, if he is alone, he may be stretched.

Fortunately, on the side of the elder sister in the palace, the father was willing to take the initiative to take the initiative to take care of her secretly, and then he received a secret letter from Mu Jingchen.

With Concubine Xian and Jing Chen moving around, there is no need to worry about my sister.

Fang Wuyang lent him the people from the dark hall to prop up the facade. It should not be a problem within a few months. By then, Shi Yan's whereabouts should also be known.

Not long after the carriage left, it stopped in front of Jinxiu Camp.

Liao Guangming died, but none of the big and small things in the Jinxiu camp stopped, the dragons had no leader, and they were mixed together in a mess.

The emperor seemed to mention it casually, and asked him, an idler, to come over and help out.

Ever since he took the first step into Jinxiu Camp, countless people around him had new considerations in their eyes—although they didn't say it clearly, everyone knew who the next master of Jinxiu Camp would be.

Liu Chongming was neither short of money nor means, and with Xu Ziwen spending so many days in Jinxiu Camp as a helper, he knew who to keep, who to gather, and who to drive away.

Everything was out of the question.

It's just that when Xu Ziwen quietly sent him some special secret letters, he couldn't help but turn his eyes red.

Ling He sits firmly on the position of the Young Minister of Dali Temple. He was originally such a tough and uncompromising person, but now he is much more sophisticated in the eyes of outsiders. There is no shortage of this upstart at the banquet in the mansion.

Rong Jiu'an was originally extremely talented, but he used to be aloof and indifferent, out of character.

I don't know how many people watched his ups and downs as if they were watching the excitement, taking it as a joke.

Now that he has been stigmatized, he even lowered his posture and was arguing with Mr. Liu, blushing. Everyone was watching the excitement, but they naturally accepted him.

It was as if a cloud of sludge swallowed the jade complacently.

He stayed in the Imperial Academy for several months, and because he wrote a memorandum and submitted it to the imperial court, he was promoted to be a subordinate of Shizhong because he made Longyan Dayue with Xiaozhuan.

These two people stood in different positions, but they also sealed the intricate details and clues of all aspects of the DPRK and China in these secret letters.

Even Jiang Xingzhi, who was beside King Qi, seemed impatient but delivered the news in detail.

mentioned in the letter

——Ren Rui successfully captured the heads of dozens of old Liequ residents in the paddock, and won the emperor's great admiration, but he was most aware of the indiscriminate killing of innocent people under the command of King Qi.

——It's a pity that he didn't see the appearance of those old people, and he didn't ask more clues from King Qi.

——Now that Ren Rui is in the midst of a happy spring, if Liu Chongming can take this opportunity to dig out what King Qi did in the past, it is likely to be an important step in bringing down King Qi.

Liu Chongming read these secret letters repeatedly, Ling He, Rong Jiu'an, Jiang Xingzhi, Fang Wuyang, and even Jing Chen... All these people stood by his side because of one person.

He didn't want to think about it, but he couldn't help but think that that person had devoted all his energy to him, and he had been through life and death for him. He shouldn't hate him, but he couldn't help it.

Even Qu Shenzhou himself said - Shizi and the Bai family treat me well, can it compare to what I want?

Such a bright and magnificent poisonous snake has already corroded him to be riddled with holes.

Maybe they were really wronged in the previous life, and Qu Chenzhou really hated him, hating him so much that he planned to give him so much kindness, so much love and reluctance, and then took everything away mercilessly.

He was left with an empty shell that he couldn't think about, wishing he could smash himself.

Liu Chongming knew that he should calm down, and found a clue among the many intertwined and complicated clues, but every word seemed to be written with Qu Chenzhou's name, all of which were Qu Chenzhou's cold, affectionate, cunning, mocking face.

There is also Bai Shiyan's bloody corpse.

Maybe it was just one step away, he stared blankly at his own shadow cast on the desk, his face was warm and wet.

He was just one step away from going crazy.

In a daze, he didn't know how the day went, and he didn't know when he left the Jinxiu Camp, but he only knew that when he returned to the other courtyard, the lantern outside the door had already been lit.

Bright red, it is truly festive.

Liu Chongming entered the inner courtyard dumbly, and the steward brought the clothes he had prepared, and he stretched out his hands, wearing such bright colors for the first time.

On a happy day, it should be red.

The bedroom is also full of festive colors, from the table and chairs to the mattress, it has a new look.

Two bowl-sized red candles make the cold winter gentle.

There was someone waiting for him on the bed, dressed in wedding clothes, kneeling on the bed.

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