Jing Qianjiang has practiced martial arts for many years, and his fingers have thin calluses. When they rub against the skin, they feel a little itchy to the touch.

"okay!"

Qu Changlu woke up like a dream, and waved Jing Qianjiang's hand away with a little sullenness: "Don't stop talking nonsense here, I said..."

He had said a lot, but unfortunately none of them was pleasant, so Jing Qianjiang almost instinctively blurted out: "Stop talking!"

Instead of being thrown off, he took a step forward, cupped Qu Chang's face, bowed his head and kissed it.

In fact, sometimes, physical proximity does not require strong love, and the anger of being offended can also have the same effect.

Different from the carefulness last time, Jing Qianjiang kissed hard, and Qu Changlu bit back like he was not to be outdone.

The lips of the two were pressed together, and the breath blended together. This moment is so intimate but so far away, it seems to be a game for their own stubbornness.

They are all lonely people.

One person's persistence and one's pursuit are too bitter, but no one is willing to compromise.

And in the midst of this struggle, hot and hot desires swept up, bringing pain, hatred, and fascination.

Qu Chang negatively leaned back slightly and took a step back, almost being pressed against the cold stone wall behind him.

But the coolness only slightly stained his clothes, Jing Qianjiang took Qu Chang's shoulders, turned around and leaned against the stone, wrapped his arms around his waist again, and kissed more and more passionately.

He has never been so impulsive, but he will never like someone so much again.

He wanted to melt the ice shell on the opponent's body, but if he couldn't, he would melt it with flesh and blood, so that he would never be rejected again, and they would never be separated again.

Maybe he did for a while.

Qu Changcheng is not used to being controlled by physical desires, and even hates contact with people.

However, after being forcibly pulled into this vortex by the other party, he suddenly discovered that such a dripping indulgence can make people forget all the dirty past and painful progress.

All the stress is released and there is no need to think about anything in this moment.

Competition, intimacy, desire...

He gasped, closed his eyes, and pressed his fingers on the clothes on Jing Qianjiang's shoulders, as if indulging.

But not long after, there was a sound of horseshoes outside, and Qu Changyun suddenly opened his eyes with sharp eyes.

At this moment, Jing Qianjiang knew it was over.

The other party got away easily, but he, still lingering in delusion to death, did not want to wake up.

It was their subordinates who came to find them. Xiao Duan received the food and grass on the way, but found that no one from Qu Chang's side had arrived. He broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and led the people to meet Xiao Wu in a hurry, and went up the mountain together to find someone.

They ran into the group of guards who were thrown behind by Jing Qianjiang, and the group of people went around in the mountains, and finally came across this place.

It's just that they worked so hard to find it, so it's hard to say whether they were welcomed by the master.

The corners of Jing Qianjiang's lips and the tip of his tongue were cut, his left arm was wounded by an arrow, and the ointment that had been wiped on his chest had already been wiped off.

He was so miserable, more than half of it was done by himself, and this time he didn't let Qu Chang bear the burden, and was helped to carry him into the sedan chair.

In contrast, Qu Changnegative was much more respectable, except for slightly swollen lips and flushed complexion, he didn't see anything unusual. He asked Xiao Duan about his current situation as he mounted his horse and descended the mountain as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Duan whispered: "In order to press for the whereabouts of the young master, I arrested two men in black. They are indeed from Xiqiang. They came here to ambush because they wanted to capture you alive."

Qu Chang said: "Me?"

He hadn't thought that he was actually worth more than food.

Xiao Duan nodded, without saying anything: "Recently, the Taishi won the battle, and Xiqiang is in a hurry. It is said that they received a message that the Song family loves you the most, so they want to arrest you Take it to the battlefield and use it as a hostage."

Qu Chang negative immediately realized the problem: "Why do they know my whereabouts?"

A stern look flashed in Xiao Duan's eyes, and his face sank like water: "This subordinate will definitely find out."

Actually, there is nothing to say about this. Qu Changlu came to the mountain to intercept food this time, and the whole itinerary was completely kept secret. Even Zhu Chengluan and the officials from the Ministry of Punishment who came with him didn't know about it.

The only ones who could reveal the news were Liu Xianyang, Jing Qianjiang, or people from Qu Changshou's side.

It is even more impossible for Liu Xianyang not to know Qu Changnegative's true identity, and Jing Qianjiang.

So it was obvious that it was Qu Changxiang who had an inner ghost on his side, which was also the reason why Xiao Duan, who was always calm, would get angry because of this.

He was sent to Qu Chang's side since he was a child, and his only goal in life was to protect his little master. If Jing Qianjiang hadn't arrived this time, Xiao Duan would not dare to imagine the consequences.

Qu Chang said: "You don't have to be like this, I can't blame you for this matter. Be more careful."

After Qu Changlu left, Su Xuan's treatment improved a lot. The airy cell was replaced by a spacious and sunny place, and the straw mat inside was also turned into a small couch.

The head of the prison didn't appear again after delivering the food, Su Xuan sat cross-legged, took out a long sword and put it beside him, waiting quietly for something.

This sword was Shang Fang's precious sword bestowed by the emperor himself, and he had held it in his hand in his previous life, but this one was found under the bed.

Su Xuan and Qu Changshou are both good at deceitful people, and they have cooperated for many years. Even if the final ending is really not very good, there is absolutely no tacit understanding.

When he saw the sword, and recalled the conversation he had with Qu Changcheng before, he guessed that something must have happened, so he guarded the sword and waited.

Sure enough, several hours later, countless people rushed into the prison.

They had no scruples about Su Xuan at all, and they discussed in low voices in front of him: "This is the man, Master Zhu has an order to execute him immediately! Just pretend to commit suicide."

Su Xuan raised his head, and asked politely: "Can you give me a reason so that I can understand?"

His voice was drowned in the noise, and no one paid any attention to it. Two people held white silk in their hands and were about to wrap it around Su Xuan's neck.

At this moment, a cold light flashed, but it was Su Xuan who pulled out the long sword with his backhand and stabbed towards the person closest to him!

He was born as a civil servant, and his skills are limited, but this royally bestowed sword is extremely sharp, and even a slight stroke is enough to cut a person to pieces, and under such unexpected circumstances, that person was stabbed right through by Su Xuan , fell to the ground and twitched continuously.

With a serious expression on his face, Su Xuan lifted up the blood-stained long sword, and showed the golden dragon and the Big Dipper on the sword in front of everyone.

He slowly repeated what he said just now: "Can you give me a reason so that I can understand?"

This pattern is familiar to everyone, but who would have thought that a prisoner would hold Shang Fang's sword in his hand?

In this way, as long as they don't want to rebel, who would dare to touch Su Xuan's hair.

Everyone knelt down in fright, and another person holding a white silk said tremblingly: "My lord, forgive me, we also obey the orders from above. Master Qu, Master Qu sent someone to deliver a batch of grain back, and I want to invite Master Zhu to open the city. Disaster relief, Lord Zhu is very furious at the moment..."

During his intermittent narration, Su Xuan finally understood the whole story.

It turned out that Qu Changlu got the food from nowhere, and sent his guards back to the city. All the way there was a lot of fanfare, and everyone knew about it, so the hungry people outside the city became more and more impatient.

Piansheng Qu was very wicked, and sent people to spread the news in the city, saying that after each hungry person received enough rations, the government would temporarily build a straw shed outside the city to resettle them, and then evacuate them to neighboring cities in batches. It will bring danger to the people living normally in the city.

In this way, he won a large number of supporters without any effort. The people in the city were afraid that the hungry people would break into the city, and wished to send them away as soon as possible, so they begged the government to release food earlier.

Zhu Chengluan obviously just got the news, and found that the whole matter seemed to have been decided inexplicably, and he couldn't do it.

This moment disrupted all his plans, and Zhu Chengluan was furious immediately.

He wished he could tear Qu Chang's burden into pieces, but of course it was impossible, so he planned to kill Su Xuan first, firstly to shock people's hearts, and secondly to vent a bad breath.

But Zhu Chengluan never expected that Su Xuan would have Shang Fang's sword in his hand, and he was a young county magistrate, so courageous and courageous, he didn't want to escape himself after he got out of the prison, but came straight to the government office with a sword.

At this time, the people under Qu Changlu had already transported several full grain trucks to the posthouse where the imperial envoys lived, and the common people looked at each other along the street along the way.

Zhu Chengluan, who got the news, came in a hurry and ordered them to send the grain to the government office before distributing it. The two sides were at a stalemate.

Holding the imperial bestowed sword, Su Xuan arrived in strides, just in time to break the deadlock.

Zhu Chengluan said angrily: "Su Xuan, you are so brave, who let you out?!"

Su Xuandao: "My lord, do you dare to ask that an official cares about the people, what is his crime? Xuan can die, but he can't bear to see the people outside the city displaced, and the people inside the city panic, so I come here to ask you to lighten the food together. Relief for the hungry!"

"Bold!"

Zhu Chengluan said sternly, "Don't think that you can order this officer just because you have obtained Shangfang's sword because you are wearing a sinful body. This officer has his own considerations in doing things. How can your mere criminals be able to spy on you! Bring someone, bring him to me go down!"

Su Xuan unsheathed the sword clangingly, and shouted loudly: "Who dares!"

His voice was extremely majestic, and the surrounding soldiers were in a dilemma, the atmosphere was tense, and the situation was on the verge of breaking out.

At this juncture, one thought can live and one thought can kill, but Su Xuan is not afraid, his eyes are sharp across the crowd, and he pinpoints the person who is most likely to be used by him at present.

"Where is Yan Yun'an, the fellow acquaintance of Huiyang?"

When the name came out of Su Xuan's mouth, Zhu Chengluan suddenly narrowed his eyes, with a stern look on his face, and turned his head to look behind him.

He is the highest chief executive in Huiyang Mansion, while Yan Yun is the second in command and a student of Deng Tong, a senior scholar.

At first the two men fought a lot, but then Deng Tong fell and Yan Yun lost his backing, so he had no choice but to surrender to Zhu Chengluan.

On the surface, the two seem to be in harmony, but Zhu Chengluan doesn't trust him, and Yan Yun may not be reconciled either.

Right now when Su Xuan uttered this name, Zhu Chengluan's first reaction was that all his actions were ordered by Yan Yun. In extreme anger, he immediately became murderous, and said gloomily, "Yan Tongzhi?"

After a while, Yan Yun took a step slowly.

Su Xuandao: "Shang Fang's sword is here, as if the emperor is here in person, Yan Tongzhi is in charge of patrolling and banning violence in the city. Now please send someone to count the hungry people outside the city to maintain order in the city. Anyone who loots and resists orders will be killed! Can you obey the order?"

Yan Yun clenched his fists in his sleeves, and without answering, he first glanced at Zhu Chengluan.

It is true that the sword is Shangfang's sword, but most of it was given to Qu Chang by the emperor. Su Xuan took it out to explain the matter, somewhat reluctantly, whether he admits the validity of the order is entirely up to him.

Yan Yun realizes that this is a good opportunity to fight against Zhu Chengluan, but at the same time he is not sure whether Qu Chang's camp is worth his gamble.

But at this time, he found that Zhu Chengluan looked at him with murderous intent in his eyes, obviously from the moment Su Xuan said his name, no matter whether he did it or not, the other party had doubts.

If that's the case...then fuck it!

Yan Yun took a deep breath: "You should take orders!"

Zhu Chengluan didn't expect him to be so bold: "You—"

"Yan Tongzhi is a person who understands the general situation and understands things, so Xuan is here, waiting for the good news!"

Su Xuanji bowed for the first time, interrupting Zhu Chengluan's anger.

Qu Changcheng handed Shangfang's sword to Su Xuan because he knew that he and Jing Qianjiang were not there. Only Su Xuan had the absolute ability to restrain Zhu Chengluan, and the other party did not disappoint him.

He returned to the official post along the way, and saw that the city was in order, and even the restless hungry people had already lined up, all of them were sallow, emaciated, and weak as if they were about to fall in the next moment, but there was hope in their eyes. light, stretched his neck and watched.

Qu Changlu sat on the horse, glanced at them indifferently, and then rode his horse into the city.

He was all too familiar with this look.

Back then when a person was alone and at the end of the road, he saw a river. He staggered and rushed to the river to drink water, and saw the reflection on the water. This was the look in his eyes.

Before the age of 11, he was weak and pampered, complaining about himself and resenting the injustice of fate all day long.

It wasn't until he walked out of the house that he saw that human lives were like worthless things during the war, and saw countless people begging along the street, exchanging their children for food, that he realized that there are still countless people in this world living in purgatory, which is a hundred times and a thousand times harder than him.

There are so many sorrows and sorrows in the world, but are some people destined to suffer when they are born?

Deserving to be sacrificed, to be abandoned, to use flesh and blood to pave the way for others to step on?

He doesn't believe that all this can't be changed.

Su Xuan had already done all the preparations, and Qu Changlu didn't delay. As soon as he returned, he ordered to build a porridge shed at the gate of the city to distribute porridge and steamed buns to the hungry people.

Thousands of people stood there, looking forward to it, and watched the white rice being delivered to the shed. After a while, two large pots were filled with the aroma of rice soup.

An old man was being supported, his eyes filled with tears, and he said excitedly: "This is rice, real rice! It smells so good!"

"Will this really be eaten by us? With this amount of rice, we won't have to go hungry for many days! As long as we last until the next batch of grain is harvested, we can survive!"

"I heard that the prefect Zhu wanted to starve us to death. It was Mr. Qu who was sitting on the top who took the risk of snatching food from the bandits for distribution. He even had a quarrel with Mr. Zhu over this."

"Huh? He is an official, how old is he? And just now I watched him ride into the city with a look of contempt on us."

"Hush, he is the prime minister's son..."

Everyone was talking about it, but it was actually just to divert attention and resist the aroma coming from the shed.

Soon, the first pot of porridge and steamed steamed buns were all steaming hot.

The old man in the first row had trembling legs, and walked over with an empty bowl. As expected, he got a big spoonful of rice porridge and a big steamed bun. He took a sip and said in a trembling voice, "It's true, it's true." Let's eat!"

There was shouting all around, mixed with crying and laughter.

Since the army was strictly guarding it, the amount of food seemed to be sufficient, and no one stepped forward to loot it.

Everyone received enough food, and some people shed tears while drinking porridge.

A middle-aged man took a few mouthfuls of steamed buns. While chewing, he suddenly burst into tears and wailed, "Mom, why didn't you last a few more days? If you last a few more days, we will have something to eat." Eat it! Mother—”

He wiped away a few tears, then rushed towards Qu Changying again, and after being stopped by the guards on both sides, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed:

"My lord, you are really the master of Qingtian, you are the reborn parents of the villain! In the future, the villain must set up a longevity tablet for you and worship it day and night!"

Qu Changlu didn't say anything, he waved his hand, and then someone half-stacked the man and persuaded him to go back to eat.

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