bright sheath

The room returned to calm, Chen Yunyu still couldn't remember what he had forgotten, turned around and saw Ling Yanchi looking at him with a thoughtful expression, then touched his face and said, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Ling Yanchi shook his head, knocked on the table and asked casually: "You don't even remember last night?"

Chen Yunyu groaned, rubbed the center of her brows and said in pain, "I can't remember, I drank too much. Did I do something out of the ordinary last night?"

Ling Yanchi raised his eyebrows and started bluffing him: "Nothing else, just hug me and never let go!"

With a sound of "dang lang", Chen Yunyu shook the porcelain cup, and the cup fell directly on the table, his eyes widened, and he pointed to his nose with an expression of disbelief.

Seeing this, Ling Yanchi covered his mouth and snickered, waved his hands and said: "No, no, the prince is the same, and he is very quiet after falling asleep."

After listening to it, Chen Yunyu rolled her eyes in a very cryptic way, looking at him with disgust, and it took a long time to spit out a few words: "If you talk nonsense again, I will kick you out..."

Ling Yanchi just laughed, in order to save his image, he repeatedly surrendered his hands and confessed, very slippery, "No, no, my son, spare me! May I ask when will your highness come back after this trip?"

When Chen Yunyu thought about the current situation, her head hurt even more, and her face became a little dignified. She shook her head and said, "It's hard to say, maybe I will stay in Liaodong. I guess you understand that there are people fighting for power in the court. After this turmoil is over, you should also find a reason to leave."

Ling Yanchi blurted out a word: "Can I go to Liaodong to find you?"

Chen Yunyu was slightly taken aback, and the melancholy just now dissipated, and she rarely showed a smile: "Of course. Well, you're not going to Suzhou?"

"I won't go, why bother to see two places with similar scenery?"

"Well……"

Soon Chen Yunyu, who had disguised himself, left the city. The horse Wang Mian had prepared for him was just outside the city, and one man and one horse disappeared on the sunny green willow road.

To avoid suspicion, Chen Nian set off at dusk. When he left, there was a banquet in Wang Mian's mansion. The reason was to entertain distant relatives. Even Tang Xian was invited. It was said that the banquet was actually only one or two tables. On weekdays, the officials who bowed their heads and did not see them looking up, all the officials of this banquet had to search their bodies when they entered, and they were not allowed to bring any silver or gifts.

Wang Mian is not stupid, and he doesn't want to be accused of forming a party for personal gain after being cleared of the charge of colluding with the vassal king.To put it bluntly, so many people were invited to show Tang Xian: Please open your dog eyes to see clearly, the old man did not collude with the prince of Liao, this is my relative!Shut up after you eat the meal, and guard the three-acre land of the Ministry of Rites.

Ling Yanchi transformed into the son of Wang Mianyi's sister who is capable of literary and martial arts. He smiled and didn't talk too much the whole time. The whole banquet was a success. The candlelight lit the night like day, and everyone in the room was talking and laughing. Have fun.

After staying in the Shangshu Mansion for a while longer, Ling Yanchi took Cuiyan away from the waterway. After all, he had to do a full set of acting, and he couldn't leave the girl halfway. In fact, he had a good impression of Cuiyan. The girl doesn't talk much.

It is rainy near Qingming, and there is a layer of mist floating on the lake all day long. Ling Yanchi is not in high spirits, and he is rarely irritable. It may take half a month to reach Liaodong after walking like this. If there is another accident on the way After a few days of delay, it will really be Lixia.

They took a boat all the way to the north, and when they arrived in Qingzhou, they found that something was wrong. Many people went south. The wealthy drove their carriages to drag their families with them, while ordinary people walked slowly with wooden sticks. There were too many pedestrians, and the grass and leaves beside the road were covered with a layer of dust.He disembarked the boat calmly, found a tea shop and asked for a pot of tea, then sat still. The tea was crude tea, and he could barely taste it. After a few sips, he put it down.

Although there were many people on the road, there were not many people who came to drink tea. The owner of the shop was a neat little old man. Seeing that he was handsome and quite appetizing, he sat down and chatted with him, "I don't think you are a local. But come to visit relatives?"

Ling Yanchi shook his head, and said with some doubts: "I heard that the scenery in Qingzhou is very beautiful, but the way here is different from what I imagined. Dare I ask the shopkeeper why these people are migrating like wild geese, dragging their families to the south? "

The old man also has a compassionate heart. He sighed and told the story: "Earlier, the Liaodong war was fierce. We only heard about it, but we didn't see it. How would we know that a living Rakshasa came after the war ended?" Every day, the young people in the city are arrested to build some ancestral halls, and the common people are arrested without knowing who is offering sacrifices. Originally, this is not a big deal, just build it, but it is not that simple, and soon those people come back At that time, the skin began to itch and fester, and then the high fever persisted, and two of them died just like that. The family members were upset, so they wanted to report to the officials. Killed, although no one dared to make trouble anymore, but everyone was afraid. Later, more and more people died, and it was rumored that the ancestral hall was a bit evil, and the yamen kept arresting people. It didn't take long for it to become like this The young ones have all escaped, only us old guys who can't run away stay here, there is no way, the roots are here..."

"Isn't this the fiefdom of King Qi? Who is the Rakshasa that the store is talking about?"

"Young Master, I don't know that this king of Qi has been doing nothing since he came here. He only cares about reciting poems to the moon, playing chess and composing music. In the past, the governor took care of everything big and small. The weather was smooth, and everyone lived in peace and beauty. An Yi, but a few days ago, for some reason, the house was ransacked all of a sudden, the whole family was killed, and only a five-year-old baby was left. I don’t know where it is now, and now the common people are looking for it. I want to save, the government is also looking for it, I want to kill, alas... These days, who dares to be a good official~"

Ling Yanchi looked at a couple in ragged clothes under the setting sun. The woman was holding a bigger boy in her left hand, and a baby girl in her right hand. The little thing she held in her black and thin hand was a missing strip. The doll with black legs is so dark that it is almost impossible to tell the front from the back.The little boy was dragged forward, only the whites of his eyes were astonishing, and he looked at the surroundings with a confused and novel expression, while the man had a sad and tired face, and the pile of salutes on his body almost bent his waist. there will be a way out...

How easy is it to steal a life?Just survive.

"Do the old people know whose ancestral hall they built?"

"It was only later that I heard that it was from Confucius. It was said that the new governor hadn't studied for a few years, and suddenly he had a dream, and it was this old gentleman who dreamed."

Hearing this, Ling Yanchi's face was a little strange. This is a thieves in the skin of a sage. If the common people don't do it, will he beat them up and say that these people's sage books have been read in vain?

After bidding farewell to the old man, Ling Yanchi went to pick up Cuiyan from the shore, Cuiyan silently followed behind him and saw that he was getting more and more confused, so he asked, "Master, did you remember that the road forked?"

Ling Yanchi's heart moved, he turned his head and smiled at her: "Have you missed Mr. Chen?"

Cui Yan's face turned red quickly, and she shyly shook her head.

Ling Yanchi smiled slyly again, and said, "Coincidentally, I'm also thinking of Mr. Chen."

"Ah..." Cui Yan was obviously stunned.

"Hahahaha!" Ling Yanchi said joyfully, "I'm just kidding, but I miss that child a little bit, and I want to look for it. If Zhongliang doesn't end well, I don't know how many people's hearts will be upset."

"Young Master Gao Yi, I think God will open his eyes."

"You're wrong, why does God have eyes? If it has eyes, why can't it see so many wicked people and so many grievances?"

"Young master said that the slaves don't understand." Cui Yan was a little puzzled.

"You understand enough." He smiled lightly after speaking, but she couldn't understand this smile.

Seeing him beckoning in doubt, she quickly trotted to follow.

It’s still not dark tomorrow, but all the shops in the main city are closed, there is only a cloth banner hanging outside, it looks empty and desolate, the dust is flying, there are some rags, tapes and the like floating on the ground, carefully If you look around, you will find that there are people selling stalls in the small alley, but the number is small, and they are very alert. They only poke their heads out occasionally to look around and then retract their heads. There are also old people with white beards sitting in front of the small stalls holding a few A paper kite was woven from bamboo strips, and the bamboo strips had thorns, so the old man couldn't see clearly, and his fingers were faintly stained with blood.

Ling Yanchi kept walking, and walked forward, the old man stopped him and said: "Which family are you from, change this clothes quickly, cover your hair, and put a little stove dust on your face, these days, you are too respectable to suffer."

Ling Yan said "Thank you" and left, but Cui Yan went up to buy a paper kite and came back, seeing his indifference, she was a little puzzled: "Young master, why are you so indifferent?"

Ling Yanchi shook his head, took the kite and sighed: "If you can't solve the problem from the source, why give people illusions? It will only increase troubles."

"Ah... Cuiyan is not as thoughtful as the young master thought, did she do something wrong?" She panicked.

"It's okay, Xiaoshan warms people's hearts, the girl is not wrong." Ling Yanchi kept walking, Cuiyan followed him into a green building, and she was stunned as soon as she entered, isn't this the land of fireworks!She pulled his sleeve timidly and called him.

Ling Yanchi turned her head and winked at her, she understood, it meant reassuring.Before entering, the scent of wine, perfume, and powder gushed out, causing him to sneez violently. Finally, rubbing his nose and entering the room, he saw that the whole hall was illuminated by candles as bright as day, and the girls were holding handkerchiefs. Covering their faces and smiling coquettishly, the men put their arms around their slender waists and indulged in their sensuality. They couldn't even hear the curling music of the piano. This place is indeed a gold-selling cave in troubled times.

Sure enough, no matter how noisy and desolate it is outside, this place of fireworks is the most lively place. Originally, the objects they served were rich and wealthy officials, but under the current situation, it is very difficult for these people to hurt their very essence. .

At first, the old bustard saw that he was handsome and looked like a rich man, so he quickly came up to him with a warm face and pulled him in, but when he saw the green smoke behind him, his face became a little weird. Why did he come here even though there was a beauty by his side? This is a pastime, so he didn't treat him warmly, so he just pointed to the girl who was huddled in the corner and left with her butt twisted.

Ling Yanchi didn't care, asked for a private room, spread out his folding fan and ran to the second floor with his hands behind his back. The girl saw that there were three people, her face turned green, and she immediately thought of him as a shameless dude, but Cuiyan lightly He patted her arm lightly and whispered "nothing" to her.

Did you say that if there is nothing to do, it will be all right? How come you come here to look like there is nothing to do?The girl was trembling with fright, her fingernails were turning white while pinching the wooden escalator.

Cuiyan was helpless, Ling Yan Chiquan acted as if he didn't see anything, and stepped away from the two of them like nothing else, after entering the room, he raised the gauze curtain, rolled up the bedding and put down the curtain, and ignored the two of them until this moment Only then did the girl breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, Cuiyan stayed in the fireworks field, and instantly understood Ling Yanchi's intentions. The owner of the tea shop spoke in a general way, and maybe some details were left out. He wanted her to get some information.

This girl doesn't seem to be very popular here, at first she was very cautious, but Cuiyan treated her kindly, and soon the two of them called sisters, and after a while, they found out that the child who escaped the catastrophe was called Wang Ningzhi, who had been arrested before The servant of the former governor Wang Chuan was protected, but later the incident was revealed and the servant was also arrested. The child couldn't get any news, and it was as if he had disappeared. The government didn't arrest him blatantly again, but here The people are looking for it secretly every night.

Ling Yanchi listened for seven or eight minutes, and felt that this seemingly timid girl was not simple. She was obviously unpopular, but she still knew a lot, so she went outside and said to her: "Miss hard work, if today To save this child, there should be a girl in it for the credit."

Suddenly hearing the man's voice scared her to stand up immediately, and took a few steps back, Ling Yanchi raised her hands to signal her not to be nervous.

"Can you save him?" She understood what he meant with just one sentence, and asked timidly even though she was afraid.

"You should try your best."

She nodded.

Ling Yanchi said to Cuiyan again: "I'll go out for one night, you two will sleep on the bed inside, do you understand by closing the door?"

When he got the answer, he took out the dough-like mask from the bag to cover his mouth and nose, opened the window and jumped out, his handsome figure quickly disappeared in the night wind.