Si Tian Guan

As for where Qu Chenzhou would go first, Liu Chongming was really interested in knowing, even if the other party deliberately aimless, he could always see something strange from his actions.

So when he heard movement in the sarong outside, he also casually got up.

We went to wash up together, had breakfast together, and went out step by step...

Liu Chongming sat in the carriage for a while, only to realize that something was wrong - the other party did not follow.

He looked back along the road and found that Qu Shenzhou was still squatting on the threshold, holding the door frame with both hands, like a mushroom growing by the door.

"looking at what?"

Qu Chenzhou frowned, and looked away: "My son... let's go first, don't wait for me."

"What's the matter?" Liu Chongming paused for a while, waiting impatiently: "Let's go."

"..."

Before waiting for an answer, he sat down on the threshold and looked up and down, only to find that the tip of Qu Chenzhou's nose was covered with fine sweat. After thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help asking in wonder: "You are not afraid, are you?"

I heard people say that people who have been in one place for a long time will have great fear of the outside world, and this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes.

He imagined that this person would go out urgently, but he didn't expect that Qu Chenzhou, who was fearless, would be so scared that he would get stuck on the threshold.

"leave me alone!"

Qu Chenzhou was suddenly annoyed.

The days when he was not free were much longer than Liu Chongming imagined.

Combined, the number of times of going out of the two worlds can be counted on the fingers. After leaving Jinxi Academy, he never took a step out of the palace gate. Even in the Qisheng Building before, he was led and surrounded by people when he went out very occasionally. There is never the word "freedom".

One step away is the vast world that he once dreamed of. He has thought about it countless times, together with Chongming, holding hands to go to the mountains, south, sea and north, to all the places he can go.

Now that I have come here, I feel an inexplicable panic about the strange world outside the door.

After going through so many things, I have never been afraid of anything. Now I can walk on the street dignifiedly, but my legs feel weak.

I don't know what to do, what to say, where to go, and what people outside will think of him.

Suddenly being told the truth, my mind was filled with anger and anger for a moment, and I quickly reacted: "I'm sorry...I..."

Liu Chongming knelt down and looked into his eyes: "It's not that you are married, what are you afraid of?"

Qu Chenzhou's face turned pale, his calm and calm eyes were filled with indescribable grievances, he didn't want to meet anyone's gaze, and only stared at the door frame in front of his nose.

"My son... let's go first, don't worry about me."

This appearance is full of unknowingly pitiful and cute, Liu Chongming seemed to hear a thud in his chest, and even stopped breathing for a moment.

He cursed in his heart—how could this little fox look like this, did he do it on purpose?

He didn't leave, and Qu Chenzhou didn't move, the two of them stood in a stalemate at the door for a long time, Liu Chongming finally lost his patience, pinched Qu Chenzhou by the waist, forcefully peeled him off the door frame, walked a few steps quickly, and threw him into the carriage.

"Let's go." Liu Chongming didn't say anything, the driver outside asked, and he glanced at the people on the ground: "Whatever, walk around the city."

After entering the narrow space, Qu Shenzhou's tense nerves slowly relaxed, and he crawled on the ground for a while before realizing that the carriage had moved, and Liu Chongming was with him.

"Elder son also want to be together?"

"What? You don't want to go with me?"

Qu Chenzhou got up without saying a word, and sat in a corner far away from Liu Chongming, expressing a silent protest—it was the first time he went out, he was afraid of embarrassment, and he didn't want Chongming to see himself like this .

What's more, it's not that he doesn't know the purpose of Chongming's willingness to let him out. If he is with him, he is afraid of some flaws.

Liu Chongming saw him guarding against the bombardment, the veins on his forehead twitched, and he suppressed it with great self-control, took off his cloak, and leaned over to the soft bed.

"We really hate each other. Don't worry, I don't want to go with you either. I just drop by. I'll get off first later. You can do whatever you want. I'll tell Steward Lin to bring you back before dark."

Qu Chenzhou hummed lightly, then concentrated on looking out of the car window.

I don't know whether it was because he got into the carriage or because he was accompanied by familiar people, he gradually lost the suffocating tension and fear, and for the first time he was able to see the wonderful world outside without restraint.

Shopkeepers shaking rattles, peddlers pushing carts, steaming steamers, farmers selling vegetables in carts.

A woman with a ponytail is picking out her favorite hairpin, and a child holding a windmill chases past the crowd, leaving behind a row of noise.

He frowned, looked at it for a while, and closed his eyes for a while, for fear that if he watched too much at once, the flushing at the corners of his eyes would not be covered.

Chongming had told him all these with joy, and it took so many years before he could really see it with his own eyes.

"Haven't you been in Beijing before?" Liu Chongming squinted at him and asked suddenly.

Qu Chenzhou came back to his senses, hesitated for a moment, and replied: "No, after walking...less than two laps..."

"Less than two laps?" Liu Chongming couldn't help laughing: "I remember so clearly? Why only two laps?"

"...I have no strength..."

"The physical strength is really poor."

Qu Chenzhou turned his face away and stopped talking to him.

Listening to the tone of his answer, Liu Chongming reckoned that even if this person could leave the palace, the number of times might not be many, otherwise he would not use such strange and greedy eyes to look at the situation on the street.

Is it really the eunuch in the palace?I heard that after going there, it will indeed become less rigid.

As he pondered, his eyes involuntarily glanced between Qu Chenzhou's legs. After staring for a while, Qu Chenzhou changed his posture and covered his legs with his sleeves.

Knowing that the other party noticed his gaze, he was still a little embarrassed, so he changed his posture and looked out the window, continuing to ponder in his mind.

Can write almost as good characters as him, and has a full stomach of poems and books, but still has such a bad temper, how can he be a waiter?I'm afraid it won't be the father-in-law.

Could it be that the one who lives in the palace is a prince?

He died more than ten years later, how old was this man at that time?At least ten years old.

Jing Chen is a bit close in personality, but he can recognize Jing Chen's handwriting, which is far from him.

That said, it might not be born yet, but the young concubine in the palace is most likely to give birth to a prince...

Liu Chongming suddenly shuddered—after all the calculations, could it be that Qu Shenzhou is his unborn nephew? !

So what did he do before?

He stroked his forehead in a state of collapse, and peeked over, just as he saw Qu Chenzhou squinting at him calmly, those weird eyes seemed to have seen all the thoughts in his mind.

"My lord, are you feeling unwell?"

"No..." Liu Chongming touched the sweat on his forehead, stretched his hands and feet and lay on the soft couch for a while, and couldn't help asking: "You... did you know me before?"

Qu Chenzhou asked back: "Are there any people in the palace who don't know the son?"

Seeing that Liu Chongming still wanted to ask again, he raised his hand to stop: "Your Majesty, you don't need to get to the bottom of it anymore, and I won't tell you if you ask me, so I don't need your Majesty to waste your time."

Liu Chongming's words were blocked back, and he felt unhappy, so he simply turned the topic over.

"Don't be too sentimental, I don't want to know about the things you are hiding. I will go to the palace today and ask the emperor for a seat in Dali Temple. I will go there before spring next year. What do you think?"

When it came to these plans, Qu Chenzhou was not stingy with words, thought for a moment, and said: "After entering the official position, there will be people staring at it, why not stir up the muddy water now and get rid of the uncertain danger."

"Are you talking about Jiang Xingzhi?"

"Yes," Qu Chenzhou nodded: "Jiang Xingzhi said that I divination for him, but Fang Wuyang didn't have his name in the brochure..."

"In my personal opinion, Jiang Xingzhi is probably lying," Liu Chongming said, "But that time he took King Qi to Qisheng Tower, asked you to come over, and then went to your hometown to inquire about you, why did he treat you?" Paying so much attention?"

Qu Chenzhou frowned, there was a crack in his memory, as if he was going to suck him in, and crush his flesh and bones again in the darkness.

Liu Chongming looked at him holding his forehead, and asked: "Do you still remember, did you divination for him?"

"Let me... think about it later."

"Not in a hurry. But looking at it now, Jiang Xingzhi probably wants to confirm your matter and make up your mind."

This is what Qu Chenzhou is afraid of. Even though he is now under Liu Chongming's name, once Jiang Xingzhi confirms it, if this word spreads out, it may be detrimental to Liu Chongming.

"Unfortunately, I don't know who he is doing this for."

"Jiang Xingzhi is the long history of the King of Qi." Liu Chongming heard the ambiguity of his words, and immediately became alert: "You mean...Jiang Xingzhi is not from the King of Qi?"

"Not from King Qi. I didn't have much contact with him in the past, and he died early, so I'm not sure whose side he is on."

Qu Chenzhou's slender fingertips were twirling the front of his clothes, as if he was stroking something like a habit: "He wants to find out about me, coincidentally, I also want to dig out his lair."

"How sure are you?" Liu Chongming asked: "He is now the head of the palace, and he is using the guise of King Qi. You know that person, King Qi, he has a single mind, and he is so fooled by Jiang Xingzhi that he doesn't know where to go. What do you do?" With one click, King Qi will definitely find you."

"How could you find me?" Qu Chenzhou raised his eyebrows, showing a harmless smile: "Even if you want to find it, you are looking for the prince."

Liu Chongming was speechless: "You..."

"If it were me, of course I wouldn't dare to touch him, but now, don't I have the protection of my son? It's no problem to mere Jiang Xingzhi."

Although these words seemed to be praising himself, Liu Chongming didn't think it was a good feeling after hearing it. Just now he was still laughing in his heart that King Qi was fooled by Jiang Xingzhi so that he didn't know the north and south. .

King Qi was kept in the dark anyway, he was being fooled by others with his eyes open, and his status seemed to be even worse in comparison.

"Qu Chenzhou, don't forget, I am your master!" He asked viciously, "Are you pretending to be a tiger?"

"It doesn't count," Qu Chenzhou replied calmly, "It should be regarded as a dog's power."

Liu Chongming thinks that this person is definitely not his own nephew, there is no such person in their Liu family, otherwise sister's education would have failed too thoroughly.

"Sir..."

Qu Chenzhou had some thoughts again, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Liu Chongming grabbing the cloak on the couch and rushing towards him, wrapping the cloak around his shoulders, dragging him up, and lightly pressing him on the rug under his feet.

Afterwards, Liu Chongming also pressed up with his whole body, pushing his knees against his legs, preventing him from moving.

Almost at the moment Liu Chongming pressed on, someone opened the car curtain while talking and laughing: "Chongming, what a coincidence..."

The author has something to say: interview Chongming Doubi, do you know how Shen Zhou walked those two laps?