Thinking

At the beginning of April, at the end of spring, the land in the south of the Yangtze River is full of verdant greenery, and all the fragrances in the world are exhausted, but the mountains, valleys and streams still have the belated spring.

Fifty miles away from the capital city of the Jin Kingdom, there is a Luyang City, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with clear springs passing through the city, and hundreds of miles of people living there.

To the south of Luyang City, there are all the mansions of the big families in the city, with white walls and black tiles, high gates and deep houses, with painted buildings and carved eaves everywhere.

The Feng family's mansion is here.

Two eleven or twelve-year-old teenagers hurried through the high wall aisle and the winding corridor, all the way to the small building with carved railings and flower windows in the courtyard, and then went up the wooden stairs.

"Qisi, come up quickly!"

A young man dressed in fine clothes, with sweat on his forehead, kept looking around, the surroundings were quiet, there was no one in the courtyard, he urged his companions in a low voice.

The young man who was urged was slender, with a sword on his waist, and a simple cloth, clean.

The morning light shone on his cheeks, his face was fair and clear, his eyes were bright and full of aura.

"Feng Yushen, you didn't tell your brother?" Qi Si frowned slightly.

Feng Yushen was restless, so he simply "thumped" down, and dragged Qi Si upstairs: "It's just a sword, no need to say hello."

In the late spring, there was heavy mist in the south of the Yangtze River, and the stone steps of the tiles were covered with black ink. This yard is very quiet, and the footsteps of the two are clear.

In the corridor, Feng Yushen pushed open the door, and there was a strong scent of incense for a moment. Qi Si choked, and was pulled in by him again, and his breath was full of this smell.

Feng Yushen sat at the table next to him, went to the inner room to fetch a long wooden box, and put it in front of Qi Si.

"Look, is it exactly the same as yours?" Feng Yushen asked Qi Si, but his eyes wandered around.

Qi Si's sword was left to him by his mother before she died. Feng Yushen said that he bought a sword that was very similar to his, so he showed him.

Feng Yushen said hastily: "You, you look first, I'll go and see if my brother is back." After saying that, he went out and turned into the corridor in a panic.

The sword box is made of mahogany with intricate carvings, and there is a brass buckle on the cover, which is exquisitely cast.The lock was unlocked with a "click", and inside the wooden box was a smooth silk lining, and a long sword was quietly placed.

I looked it over from the hilt to the scabbard, and it was a bit similar to my own, so Qi Si took it out casually and looked at it carefully.

Someone entered the room behind him, and Qi Si paused for a moment with his sword-holding hand—this was not Feng Yushen's footsteps.

He turned his head and saw a tall and thin young man in satin clothes, his face was tired and his skin was sallow, his smile was uncomfortable and he kept looking at himself.

Qi Si had never met Feng Yushen's elder brother, but by looking at his clothes, he guessed that this was him.

Embarrassed now, Qi Si put the sword back, got up and nodded slightly to the young man: "Yushen's brother?"

The young man looked at the sword box on the table, then at Qi Si's face, nodded, his smile deepened: "My lord Feng Yumo."

Qisi looked at the door, Feng Yumo closed the door when he came in, he didn't know where Feng Yushen went.

"I'm Yushen's friend... I'll be offended if I come in here without permission." Qi Si was very embarrassed.

Feng Yumo didn't care, his eyes were on Qi Si's body and face all the time, his smile was like incense in a room, a little thick.

"Like this sword?" Feng Yumo stepped forward and picked up the sword and handed it to him, "If you like it, take it and look at it, just sit down."

Out of politeness, Qi Si couldn't refute him, so he sat down as he said.

I don't know what Feng Yushen is doing, thinking about it feels like a long time, Feng Yumo sat beside him and poured two cups of tea, and said very kindly: "I heard from my brother earlier that his friend has a sword, which is very similar to the one I bought. , it must be you."

Qi Si nodded absently, rubbed his fingers on the scabbard, and looked down again.

Feng Yumo looked at Qi Si's beautiful forehead and nose bridge when he lowered his head, and said, "I spent a lot of money on this 'Chu Yao' sword, and it is one of the top ten famous swords in Jianghu." Forged in imitation of 'Chu Yao'."

Qi Si didn't care what he said, just nodded casually, and he took the initiative to start a conversation, which was not so embarrassing.

He took out a small part of Feng Yumo's "Chu waist", the blade of the sword was cold and sharp, no doubt it was fine iron and well crafted.

"This sword is not bad, my brother has a good eye." Qi Si boasted a lot of face.

But Feng Yumo leaned over, put his hand on Qi Si's shoulder, slid down to his waist, and said affectionately: "If you like it, you can play with it."

Qi Si froze, feeling uncomfortable, and dodged back, blocked his hand, and stuffed the sword into Feng Yumo's arms: "I won't bother you."

Feng Yumo bullied himself forward, trapped Qi Si between him and the table, breathed a little fast, stared at Qi Si's face tightly and said: "What's the hurry, I don't eat people."

A sense of discomfort surged in Qi Si's heart. He felt very awkward, but he didn't know what Feng Yumo was going to do. In his panic, he subconsciously glanced at the door. A ray of morning light came in through the crack of the door, and the room was extremely quiet.

He looked at Feng Yumo's face close at hand, and raised his hand to push him away: "...I'll go find Yushen."

Feng Yumo sneered: "My good brother, haha", he leaned forward against Qi Si's hand on his chest, grabbed Qi Si's back with one hand and pressed him into his arms, "It's not easy for you to come, why are you here?" can go?"

He clung to Ji Si's temple, greedily inhaling the smell of Qi Si's body, with a distorted smile on his squishy face, like a hungry dog.

Qi Si was stunned by his actions, his mind exploded with a "boom", and his scalp became numb.

Feng Yushen stood anxiously outside the door, constantly rubbing his hands, the rustling in the room was inaudible, he raised his head for a while to go in, then turned around again, hesitating like a startled rabbit.

"What's wrong, young master?" A pretty maid in the corridor walked over and looked at him with concern.

"No, no, what are you doing here, go." Feng Yushen said in a low voice quickly, and pushed her away.

The little maid felt strange, and said with a smile: "Why, carrying..."

Before he finished speaking, there was an earth-shattering noise in Feng Yumo's room, the door was knocked open with a "boom", a figure knocked back the door, fell heavily on the floor railing of the corridor, leaning there like a rag Sacks, twitching from time to time.

Feng Yushen trembled in shock and stayed there.

The little maid screamed and ran wildly: "Elder Master! Come on! Eldest Master!"

Feng Yushen was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, his legs were trembling, and he walked over tremblingly, and saw his brother slumped on the corridor floor, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Looking up into the room again, Qi Si's face was pale, standing at the door with disgust on his face, staring at Feng Yumo on the ground.

Feng Yushen hurriedly said, "Yes, I'm sorry... I don't know..."

Qi Si's mind went blank, and for a while, it was Feng Yumo's face close at hand, and for a while, he was thinking "Did I kill someone?"

The quiet courtyard was pierced by the screams of the little maid, and soon a group of people poured in, and the servant butler rushed over after hearing the sound.

Qi Si was cold all over, and when he came back to his senses, he was already blocked in the house by everyone in the Feng residence. The little maid pointed at Qi Si, crying and screaming: "It's him! He's going to kill someone! Eldest Young Master..."

"Report to the officials! Go tell Mr. Wang! Hold him down!" the butler roared.

A group of young servants rushed forward to surround Qi Si, the master and wife of the Feng family rushed over after hearing the news, the Feng family was rich and well-off, the couple were dressed luxuriously, and had a rich air.

Mrs. Feng stumbled up and ran up, she was so frightened that she threw herself beside Feng Yumo and cried loudly.Seeing his eldest son's face covered in blood, Master Feng couldn't help but look angry.

"What's going on?" Master Feng said angrily, his voice was like a bell, and the two mustaches on his lips trembled.

"Mo'er...call the doctor!" Madam Feng screamed.

The housekeeper and the little maid pointed to Qisi who was firmly grasped: "It's him!"

Master Feng stared at Qi Si, and instantly understood what was happening. He looked around, and finally flicked his sleeves angrily: "Report to the officer! Tell Mr. Wang!"

The hallway in the yard was in chaos, women were screaming and screaming, men were shouting and shouting, Feng Yumo was surrounded by the crowd, and he couldn't move for a while, his face was bloody and scary.

Feng Yushen shrank in the corner, not daring to look at Qi Si, nor did he dare to go up to see his brother, so he turned around in a hurry, dragged the servant in his courtyard, and whispered to him: "Go to Fanghua Temple, find a man named Yuankong. Little layman, tell him something happened to Qisi!"

That young man was very clever, looked at Feng Yushen, and seemed to want to say something, Feng Yushen kicked him: "Go!"

People from the government soon came, and seeing Feng Yumo surrounded by doctors and Feng's family on the ground, Master Feng pointed at him, and the yamen servant escorted Qi Si away without saying a word.

Qi Si panicked and thought, "Will Lu Yingqiu come to save me? Will Master come?"

His sword was removed by the yamen servant, Master Feng stepped forward to grab the sword and threw it on the ground, stomping on the ground, scolded: "If something happens to my son, just wait and see!"

Qi Si wanted to rush forward to snatch back his sword, but was grabbed by the yamen servant.

Feng Yushen watched Qi Si being escorted away by the government servants in the corner, his feet went limp, and he sat slumped on the ground.

Master Feng saw it, and helped him up, stepped forward and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Feng Yushen couldn't help trembling and crying: "Father... Qisi is...my friend, brother..."

Master Feng's face darkened: "Shut up!" Then he asked the servant to help Feng Yushen back into his yard, "Young Master is not allowed to go out without my permission!"

Luyang City is located in the south of the Yangtze River. There is no sunlight in the prison cells of the government government all year round, and the ground is full of water. It is still damp and cold in late April and spring, with a strange smell.

Qi Si was locked in one of the rooms, and the shackles on his wrists were not removed. He looked around, and the only stone platform above the ground was dark, and the wooden fence on the walls was covered with moss. There was no clean place, he sighed. Tone, intend to stand first.

But the yamen servant came back soon and took him out.

Qi Si was perplexed and asked, "A trial?"

The yamen servant looked back at him, Qi Si was handsome, with clean and bright eyes, and a tall and straight figure, which was rare among children of his age, so the yamen servant felt soft, shook his head and said nothing.

Qi Si was taken to a tall and dark room with several long benches, scattered debris in the corners, and dark old blood stains on the floor and benches.

He was escorted to lie on a bench, and the yamen servants tied his hands and feet. The door opened and closed again, fine dust rose, and a lord official, two yamen servants, and a steward of Feng's residence came in.

"Master Wang." The yamen servant who came in with Qisi said respectfully.

This is obviously not right, Qi Si felt a little regretful that Fang did not escape, and struggled to raise his head and said, "What are you doing?"

Mr. Wang took a few steps, and when he raised his hand, the yamen servant stepped forward and tied a cloth strip to restrain Qi Si's mouth, and the corners of his mouth were worn so painfully.

"I have no grievances or enmities with you, but I have to give the Feng family an explanation—kid, not everyone in this world can be messed with."

His face was obscured by the dim light, and Qi Si was tied up lying there, only a corner of his brocade robe and a pair of official boots could be seen.

"My little one, thank you on behalf of Mrs. Feng." The steward of Feng's residence stood aside and said to Mr. Wang with a pleasant smile.

Lord Wang waved his hand, and then made a gesture, and the yamen servant who came in after him picked up two torture sticks from the corner.

Qi Sihe had encountered such a passive situation before, but he kept clenching his teeth and kept silent. After twenty sticks, even if he used his internal strength to protect his meridians, it still hurts. Fortunately, they didn't intend to take his Life.

"Let's do this first, it's not good to break it, and we'll talk about it in detail during the interrogation." Mr. Wang turned and walked out the door, and said to the steward of Feng's residence.

The steward of Feng's house is just here to take care of the affairs. Although he knew that Mr. Wang didn't want to do anything serious and was afraid of causing big trouble, he didn't want to annoy him. This kid has been taught a lesson."

Qi Si was taken back to the cell by the same route, and this time the shackles on his hands were removed. The place where he was beaten was bruised and swollen, and his legs were a little numb. Resting on the stone platform in the cell, fortunately, the yamen servant brought him a thin and torn cotton quilt to cover him, which is better than nothing.

The yamen servant grabbed the chain and locked the cell door, then turned and left.

There was only one small window in the cell, and the light came in, so it was extremely dim. Outside was the beautiful spring scenery, a few peach blossoms were swept in by a gust of wind, and the petals fell on the side of his face.Qi Si closed his eyes tiredly, and he heard the indistinct murmurs of the prisoners not far away, as well as those who sang operas and fiddled with the chains of the prison door, but he seemed to be unable to hear them all. Mother whispered softly when she led him to practice calligraphy in the study.

The numbness of the wound has passed, and the pain is sharp. In my mind, there are plum trees in the courtyard of the house, and the snow is falling. My mother is wielding a sword under the plum blossoms and white snow, and her face is blurred.

His sword was taken away, and Chong Yi and Lu Yingqiu will definitely help him get it back, but now they don't even know that they are being imprisoned.

Although he has martial arts, he didn't want to use them indiscriminately, instead he was bullied by the government. It was the first time in his life that he dealt with the government like this.

Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

"Thank you."

"Hurry up." The yamen servant said.

"Qisi, wake up!" A young voice called him.

Qi Si raised his heavy eyelids, turned his head to see the person coming, got up immediately, and walked to the fence of the prison door with heavy steps: "Yuan Kong, Xiao Yunsong."

Yuankong was as big as Qisi, dressed in a light green monk's robe, with a thin figure, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and black hair tied up.

He was sent to Fanghua Temple since he was born, where he was brought up to practice. He grew up with Qi Sui as a child in Luyang City.

Xiao Yunsong was his attendant, and the two watched Qi Si anxiously through the cell fence.

Yuankong stretched out his hand, and Qisi held his hand, his knuckles were cold.

"Did they hit you?" Yuan Kong kept looking up and down Qi Si.

Qi Si comforted him: "It's okay."

Xiao Yunsong said angrily: "Beat me before the trial!"

Yuan Kong frowned: "Feng Yushen sent someone to come to me, and he only said that you beat his brother and were arrested."

Qi Si was silent for a moment, did not answer, only said: "That is still his conscience."

Yuankong turned his head and saw that the yamen guards couldn't stop looking around, and he wanted to urge them, so he hurriedly said, "Uncle Lu happens to be coming tomorrow, and I just received the news this morning... just bear with it, he will definitely have a solution."

When Qi Si heard that Lu Yingqiu would come, his heart immediately settled down, but he was also a little strange: "Why did Lu Yingqiu come suddenly?"