Placid Chang'an

Chapter 207

"You said you, if you don't sit in a good carriage, you have to walk, and find fault for yourself?" Song Fan complained while shaking the mud stained under his robe.He really followed all the way from Chang'an, the snowy road was slippery, the road was extremely difficult, it was hard to walk when the snow was freezing, and it was even more difficult to walk when it melted, Song Fan followed all the way and complained all the way, but Su Cen didn't get a response.

Song Fan murmured to himself, acting lonely, and suddenly stopped in front of Su Cen, "Aren't you usually sharp-tongued? Why, are you dumb?"

Su Cen bypassed Song Fan and walked silently. He couldn't beat this person, and he couldn't get rid of him, so he could only close his eyes and ears, pretending that he couldn't hear or see, that this person didn't exist.

The snow water soaked the shoes and socks, and the cold air shot up from the soles of the feet. It was really cold.Su Cen took a small road, and it was dark and entered the boundary of Shanyang County before he found a roadside inn, went in and ordered a room, and asked the waiter in the store to bring hot water up, then went upstairs by himself.

Song Fan smiled helplessly, muttered "It's really stingy", and had to pay for a top-notch room out of his own pocket.

Naturally, the conditions of the country shop are not much better. The stairs from the first floor to the second floor are narrow and steep. Su Cen was halfway up the stairs when he caught up with another person coming down the stairs. He was tall, but Su Cen was still caught by the handrail Hit it.

The knock was not too heavy, Su Cen didn't pay much attention and continued to walk up.Just after taking two steps, I heard a rough roar from below: "Get out of the way!"

Looking back, I saw that tall figure stopped halfway, and further down was Song Fan's small figure who was not enough to see, standing in the middle of the stairs, completely blocking the way down.

The man's figure was a full circle thicker than Song Fan's, and Song Fan was already one step below, and the top of his head just reached the chest of the big man, making the disparity even more apparent.

But seeing Song Fan folded his hands in front of his chest, completely unfazed, he raised his lips and said with a smile: "You want to leave after taking something?"

Su Cen touched his body, but the money bag was gone.

"His grandma, you are looking for death!" The big man's face changed, and he was about to push him down with his palm.Unexpectedly, Song Fan had been prepared for a long time, so he turned over from the narrow stairs, supported by the top of the big man's head, and fell steadily behind the big man.

The big man pushed it in vain, and couldn't regain the strength in his hand. He grabbed it out of thin air and fell down the stairs without catching anything.

The loud noise disturbed the diners on the first floor, and everyone looked over one after another.The big man was thrown into a mess, and he crawled on the ground several times without getting up. When he looked up again, he saw a pair of cloth boots stained with mud standing in front of him. Looking up, he met a pair of crooked boots. Peach blossom eyes smiling.

"Which hand is it?" Song Fan picked up the big man's hands with the scabbard, "Left hand? Or right hand?"

It was obviously a bright face, but the words he said made people shudder severely.

"Give me back the money bag, you can go." Su Cen also came down the stairs, ignoring Song Fan, and stretched out his hand to the big man.

The big man considered the odds of winning against Song Fan, then he reached out and took out the money bag from his front and threw it to Su Cen, got up from the ground and ran away.

There was just a swipe, and before everyone was stunned, what happened was that the sword had been sheathed, an arm fell from the sky, blood sprayed down, and sprinkled all the faces of those present.

The big man fell down holding the broken part, howling suddenly.

Song Fan raised his lips, "It seems to be the right hand."

Two hours later, the roadside ruined temple.

It took Su Cen a lot of effort to light the damp firewood, and the weak flame jumped up and lit up the slightly pale face.

There was no hot water, no food, not even a bed for Zhang Neng to live in. Su Cen silently took out the frozen dry food from his bag, found half a gourd head in the ruined temple, and scooped it up outside. clean snow.

Song Fan was not polite when he saw that there was something to eat. He took out the other half and took a bite. Then he frowned, it was dry and hard, and he almost broke his teeth when he took a bite. He couldn't help complaining: "What is this? How do you eat it?" ?”

"Originally there were big fish and big meat, but you destroyed it yourself." Su Cen put the gourd head by the fire and waited for the snow to melt.

I scared away half of the guests in the inn before, and the store said nothing to let them stay, so I had to travel all night, and finally found such a place where I could temporarily shelter from the wind and snow.

"You asked me to kill that shopkeeper, and now we can have hot food and warm beds." Song Fan leaned forward and smiled, "How about it, do you want to go back?"

"Madman." Su Cen didn't bother to answer, tore the dry bun into small pieces and threw it into the water to soak, then put it on the fire to simmer carefully.

Only now did Song Fan realize that this dry bun was not for eating directly, so he stopped chewing on it, and waited for Su Cen to make it before taking a bite.I found a pile of hay to lay down on my own, crossed my legs and said, "You are not annoyed at the thief who stole your purse, and you are not annoyed at the shopkeeper driving you away, but you lost your temper at me when I got your purse back for you." , what is the reason for this?"

A thief is indeed not worthy of pity, Su Cen shook his head lightly, "It's not this that I'm angry about."

"Oh?" Song Fan became interested.

"I just don't understand why the shopkeeper thought we were on the same road, and why he kicked me out."

Song Fan was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, his laughter was shaking, and the straw was messed up, "As expected of Susu, she is really good at beating around the bush and swearing at people."

Su Cen knew in his heart that when others scolded you, you still insisted on not leaving. This is quite shameless.

Seeing that the temperature had risen, Su Cen took the gourd head back, and slowly ate the softened dry bun with her arms in her arms.Seeing this, Song Fan hurried over and walked around several times, but he didn't see that Su Cen wanted to give it to him.

If he couldn't wait for that, he grabbed Su Cen's wrist that was holding the bowl, and pulled it towards him abruptly.

That's not enough, Song Fan had other thoughts and wanted to lead that wrist to feed him into his mouth.

Su Cen frowned in pain, but couldn't pull out his hand. Seeing that it was about to fall into Song Fan's mouth, he simply loosened his hand, and the soup in the gourd head poured down, dousing Song Fan all over.

Song Fan narrowed his eyes, looked down at himself, then looked up at Su Cen, his eyes suddenly flashed fiercely, he pinched the wrist bone with a little force, and it was dislocated.

A few heavy gasps came from the dilapidated temple. Su Cen hugged his twisted and misplaced wrists and curled up on his chest. He broke out in a cold sweat in the winter.

Song Fan took pleasure in torturing people, and looked down at Su Cen with a bloodthirsty look in his eyes, "I don't want to drink a toast, I have to be obedient, or you just like this tune, could it be Li Does Shi satisfy you like this every night?"

Su Cen can't hear this name now, especially Song Fan who said that name in a teasing tone, and stared at it fiercely, like a little beast that wants to bite someone when it's broken.

Song Fan leaned down and pulled up the red and swollen wrist as far as he could see, watching Su Cen's face twisted in pain, but he still refused to show weakness, with a puzzled look on his face, "You can hug her?" He, smiling at him, but would rather starve himself than feed me a bite of food, is he that good? Is it worth you to sacrifice your life for him?"

Su Cen knew who this "he" Song Fan was talking about, and said coldly, "Are you actually jealous?"

"Yeah, I'm just jealous." Song Fan was stunned for a moment, then raised his lips and smiled, "Why is he so full of stars, he is hugged when he is tired from walking, and a group of people like you surround him, everything is planned for him He can control the world as long as he sits obediently? But I was born with the ability to run. If I run slowly, I will be trampled under my feet, crushed into the mud, and unable to get up again? Li Zhuo, Li Zhuo, Wash the ice and wash the snow, Bingxue is smart, but do you know my name?"

Only then did Su Cen remember that he had never known what Song Fan's real name was.

"When I was young, I was called 'Hey', and then they called me 'Young Master'. Later, I finally got a name, surnamed Song Mingfan, surnamed Song Mingfan..." Song Fan let out a long laugh, his eyes suddenly hardened, "He can live under the sun It's fair and aboveboard, but we have to roll in the mud, I just take back what should belong to me, what's wrong?!"

Su Cen took a breath to ease the pain in his hands, "Since ancient times, when the throne was replaced, there was never a river of blood. It was Emperor Taizong who took the throne of Prince Chongde, not the little emperor. He was just a victim of imperial power. He was ordered in the face of danger, but fortunately he has a pure heart and knows what is right and what is wrong. He has a good example now and is working hard to learn, so he will be a good emperor in the future."

Su Cen stared at Song Fan and said word by word, "But you can't."

Song Fan tightened his grip bit by bit, "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Su Cen gritted her teeth and refused to bow her head.

After a while, only a slight sound was heard, and the joints reset. Song Fan suddenly smiled, "I won't kill you, I want you to watch what happens to those people, and who is the last name in this world."

Su Cen took a few breaths, lowered his head and rubbed his wrists, thinking that Song Fan really didn't look very smart, Li Zhuo, Li Shi, Li Sheng, and this one who didn't know his name was Li Wuming, a big family They are all surnamed Li, so is it possible that Chengdou still has the surname Song in the end?

This walk lasted for more than half a month, and Su Cen just touched the boundary of Yangzhou in the twelfth lunar month. Song Fan really didn't mean to send him back to Yangzhou for fun, but actually followed him all the way, Su Cen was very annoyed , I didn't get rid of it a few times, and in the end I could only let it go, and I didn't bother to take care of it.

Looking at the boundary marker of Yangzhou, Su Cen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed at it from a distance: "The frontier is the boundary of Yangzhou, don't you worry?"

"You discovered all of this?" Song Fan smiled lightly, "I'm indeed here to monitor you. Originally, I only needed to follow in the dark. When I get to a place where no one is around, it's more convenient to solve it on the spot."

Song Fan took a step closer, raised his lips and smiled, "But Susu, you are so cute, follow me all the way to Yangzhou."

The sharp knife in his hand was unsheathed for a few minutes, and Su Cen couldn't help but take a few steps back. He really has no use value now, and the secret door wants to kill him and keep him, but it's just a matter of thought.

Song Fan smiled in satisfaction, and put his sword back into its sheath, "But as I said, I won't kill you. An Ansheng is staying in Yangzhou, waiting for me to show you a big show."

He raised his head and glanced forward, "Our old friend is here, so I'm leaving first."

As soon as the words fell, Song Fan soared into the air on his toes, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

It took a while for Su Cen to come back to his senses, his ears were finally clear, his legs felt weak, his back felt cold, and it took a long time before he heard the sound of horseshoes coming from far to near.

It was a four-wheeled carriage that came, and it stopped when it came close. The heavy cotton was lifted, and a person got out of the carriage, and smiled at Su Cen, "You are finally back."

"Feng Yiming?" Su Cen was slightly taken aback, "Why are you here?"

Feng Yiming smiled, "Come to pick you up, do you believe it?"

Su Cen couldn't help but feel ashamed. During his journey, he was picked up by someone who came and picked him up. It's just that the person who sent him off didn't mean to see him off. The person who picked him up...

Su Cen looked at the carriage behind Feng Yiming. The horses were strong and the wheels were heavy. It was obvious that he was going on a long journey, and he said bluntly, "Where are you going?"

Feng Yiming smiled helplessly, "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you. I was transferred to be the minister of the Ministry of Industry. I originally wanted to wait for you to come before I left, but I couldn't wait for you. Let's go."

Su Cen froze for a moment, the minister of the Ministry of Industry is a fourth-rank official in the capital, and now that the two parties in the court and China are fighting for employment, it is reasonable for Li Shi to transfer Yiming back.He finally returned to the place he dreamed of, Su Cen nodded: "Congratulations."

Feng Yiming shook his head lightly, "Now that the government is in chaos and the future is uncertain, this trip can't be called a blessing or a curse."

Su Cen bit her lower lip hard, and said after a long time, "Take good care of him."

Feng Yiming nodded: "I will."

The parting was imminent, the atmosphere was gloomy, the two looked at each other, and didn't know what to say.Feng Yiming stretched his muscles and prepared to go on the road, and said with a smile: "I'm leaving now, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to see you again in the future, you take care of yourself."

Su Cen also laughed: "What? You won't be going back to Yangzhou anymore?"

"I'm not going back. The capital is so nice, with fragrant cars and BMWs, and beautiful women like clouds. Why are you still coming back?"

Su Cen laughed and said, "Since when did you become interested in beautiful women?"

"One is alive, one must be happy when one is proud," Feng Yiming turned and got into the car, and waved to Su Cen, "Let's go."

The carriage gradually drove away, and the two of them crossed paths in front of the Yangzhou boundary, one came out, and the other went in again.

It wasn't until Su Cen's figure disappeared at the end of the gray road that Feng Yiming put down the car curtain and sighed softly, "As expected, no matter how many times, he chose you."

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