Si Tian Guan

Zhou Huaishan...

Liu Chongming rested his arms on his head, looked at the bell above his head, and understood what Qu Shenzhou wanted to see repeatedly in the booklet.

Although he knew that the palace was not as glamorous as it appeared on the surface, but he never expected it to become this chaotic.

But a bigger mystery remains unanswered.

If the Song family wanted to hide Zhou Huaishan as a way to save his life in the future, would they hide him in the palace?Since Concubine Yu couldn't hold her breath, why did she put her next to Concubine Yu?

Does Zhou Huaishan know that the person who once had an affair with him is Concubine Yu?

What about King Huai... Do you know that you are not the emperor's own son?

He could think of these doubts, but he had no way of finding them out. Even Qu Shenzhou himself said that if he hadn't had that secret method, if he hadn't happened to ask that question, he wouldn't have known about this kind of thing.

Although Qu Chenzhou said it lightly, but when he looked back and thought about it, he felt chills all over his body.

In the past, Qu Chenzhou not only asked about King Huai's life experience, but even asked about Zhou Huaishan's name. After that... King Huai was very thoughtful, so would he have discovered Qu Chenzhou's secret?

Then after that, what will happen to Qu Shenzhou?Could it be that he died because of this?

Liu Chongming turned over, not daring to think any further.

But if this is the reason, it is understandable that Qu Shenzhou had an enmity with King Huai.

For some reason, he felt very sad, whether it was because of the life and death that the little fox had experienced in the past, or because of the person that the little fox was thinking about... not being able to save the little fox in time.

There was a light jingle above his head, and he turned over and sat up immediately from the sarong, and only realized when he was about to get out of bed that it wasn't the people inside who were pulling the rope, it was because he turned over too hard just now.

The government doctor would not let them live in the same bed, saying that the son is precious, and rushed to Niangen immediately, and wanted to go back to the government to prepare for the New Year's favors, but it was impossible to catch the cold.

He was afraid that there would be a wind blowing in from the outside, so he let Qu Shenzhou fall asleep inside, and went out to live in the sarong by himself.

He was also worried that Qu Shenzhou would suddenly catch fire in the middle of the night, so he asked someone to pull up the rope, the end of the rope was hanging within Qu Shenzhou's reach, and the other end was pulled into the sarong, and a bell was dropped.

I don't know if it was because he was too busy to sleep, but he couldn't help but look at the bell, feeling as if it would ring the next moment.

Qu Shenzhou's hand was only an inch away from the knot, although he didn't pull it, he knew that there was another person at the other end of the rope.

Since returning from the mountains, their relationship has become increasingly relaxed. Rather than obediently listening to the abbot, it is better to say that they have noticed the change in each other.

If Chongming is willing to take one more step towards him, he is willing to take one step forward, and if he is willing to take one step forward, Chongming is willing to take two more steps.

Those rifts and suspicions dissipated from the increasingly narrow space between them.

He turned over gently, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance left by someone in the bedding.

"Good night." He moved his lips and said silently to the knot, "Thank you."

Near the end of the year, Liu Chongming's busiest day, in addition to past news exchanges, large and small shops have begun to prepare accounts for the year, although there are managers, large and small, to share and check, in the end they all have to be gathered together him here.

This year is much better than previous years.

Qu Chenzhou is smart, he does things quickly and quickly, and his handwriting is almost the same. After seven or eight days of teaching him hand in hand, he can take on a lot of burdens. He only needs to deal with some difficult matters.

Often, Qu Shenzhou has already checked and approved, and he buried his head in the scroll, and Qu Shenzhou leaned against the window, throwing fruit into his mouth, while looking at the stewards waiting to be summoned outside the study, and telling him something Not funny jokes either.

"The old man with the goatee will break his leg on the way back. The prince should remind him."

"The young man with small eyes is about to become a father, a girl."

Liu Chongming heard that he had no intention of working, so he could only reprimand with a wry smile: "Shut up!"

After all the busy work is over and the New Year is approaching, he will go back to the Hou's Mansion, and he will not see him for half a month.

"I've heard people say that during the Chinese New Year, no one is left to watch at home, and evil spirits will sneak in." This time Qu Chenzhou politely declined the offer to go to the White House for the New Year: "I'll help the son look after the house."

Liu Chongming didn't force the request, and even thought it was good.

"It's Chinese New Year, do you want something?" He asked.

Qu Chenzhou sent him out at the door, thinking seriously for a while under his expectant eyes.

"Let's have a plate of dumplings."

After the noon of the New Year's Eve, when the snow fell, there were fewer pedestrians on the street. In the afternoon, there were beggars, and there were not many people rushing, and the sellers closed their stalls early and went home.

Qu Chenzhou asked Lin Guanshi to go home early, and took some private money from the Eight Treasures Linglong Box.

Manager Lin naturally wouldn't accept it, he almost broke his lip, saying that the crown prince has allocated monthly regulations for him now, and there is usually reward money, and there is no rule that he is forbidden to hide it privately, which is much better than being penniless in Qisheng Tower. The money is considered as lucky money for the children in the family.

Seeing that he is doing well now, Steward Lin comforted him, but he couldn't shirk, so he accepted and left.

There were still many people staying in the courtyard, Qu Shenzhou didn't want to be confined at home, so he asked him to stay in charge and go out with him.

Ten years later, the capital city has not changed much from today. He walked slowly along the road in his memory, and the new snow made a pleasant creaking sound under his boots.

In a few hours, it will be the new year.

He, a lonely ghost, walked the old road again in the old year, picked up the footprints of the past, and in the new year, let's really live again.

The steward was well-trained, and under the orders of Liu Chongming, he carried a lamp of wind and death, and followed him without saying a word, from the other courtyard to the inner river, turned to the street outside the palace gate, and then circled back.

Qu Chenzhou stood at the empty intersection, looked around, and finally figured out why the former Liu Chongming hung him here to show the public.

What he was facing at that time was the former Hou Mansion.

It's just that at that time, the Hou Mansion had already been razed to the ground, not even the ruins remained.

This is his end point as well as his starting point, but when he stands here again, he can't help but think about that figure in the morning light, feeling uneasy.

Chongming should know everything... But how did he know it?

Even if King Huai is really a mad dog, he would rather drag Chongming to hell than drag Chongming to hell, but would Chongming believe what he said so easily?

The people around King Huai would certainly not be able to persuade Chongming.

Therefore, there must be such a straw that made Chongming believe it.

Who could it be?Or is it something else?

And what about after that... How will Chongming spend the rest of his life?

For some reason, he always felt that after the soul left there, something happened that he didn't know.

Qu Chenzhou stood in a daze for a long time.

Sanfen is laughing at himself, until now he still has the mood to worry about his previous life.

Qifen is at a loss, and always feels that the invisible thread should still exist here, as if there is nothing to connect many invisible truths together.

Like an erratic spider's thread, only in a special position can one see the thin thread that shines in the sun.

Where is this position?

He was in a trance when he heard the steward next to him whisper: "Brother Xiao Qu, someone is here."

The visitor was in a hurry, and the sound of hurried and heavy footsteps approached quickly. Before he could turn around, he heard the person ask: "Qu Chenzhou in the room of Prince An Ding?"

Qu Chenzhou turned his head, the face in front of him was younger than he remembered, it was Ling He.

Now he can be regarded as a slave with a master, and he doesn't need to kneel to ordinary people, he just stands sideways, bows his head and answers: "Yes."

All ministries have been sealed, Linghe is only wearing normal clothes today, carrying a red lacquer food box in his hand, and running around on this snowy New Year's Eve night, who is he going to deliver food to.

He couldn't look up, his eyes only stopped on Ling He's clothes, waiting patiently.

After a while, I heard Ling He ask: "Do you still remember Dan Lang?"

really.

Qu Chenzhou smiled wryly in his heart, and made a lively face show. The case had already been closed, and only Ling He would hold on to it like this.

But he also knew that no matter how hard he tried, there was a mountain of unresolved cases in the criminal department, and many things were beyond Ling He's control.

"Your Excellency is clearly aware..." He replied softly: "Your servant has rules, and the son has clearly ordered that without the permission of the master, you are not allowed to answer other people's questions at will."

Ling He's eyebrows twitched, and when he was about to say something, he knew that it would be useless to get angry at the person in front of him, so he turned his gaze to the side indifferently.

The steward of the other courtyard recognized him, and also stepped forward and responded: "Master Hui Ling, the son has indeed set some rules for Brother Xiao Qu, if you violate one, you will be given thirty lashes."

Ling He didn't come here tonight specifically to block Qu Shenzhou, after hearing the steward's answer, he only looked at Qu Chenzhou for a moment, then turned and left.

Qu Chenzhou raised his eyes behind him, and the hexagrams he saw were unexpected and reasonable.

"It's Rong Jiu'an..."

The night is getting darker, and the sound of firecrackers one after another fills the air with the taste of the New Year.

Qu Chenzhou has been locked in the house every year, smelling fresh, but he doesn't think the smell is unpleasant. Taking advantage of the curfew in the past few days, he walked a long way until the fine snow that melted on his boots got wet Upper, just remembered to go back.

The snow in front of the gate of the other courtyard was also covered with broken red coals, presumably the people from the other courtyard had joined in the fun and set off fireworks, and across the melted snow and ice, someone stood on the steps and looked at him.

"It's still not strict enough for you. I thought you were going to change your original shape tonight and go back to the forest."

Qu Chenzhou couldn't help laughing, and responded gracefully: "I have changed my original form, will the prince peel my skin?"

"Yes, not only peel the skin, but also eat it." The man jokingly smiled and raised the food box in his hand: "The dumplings you asked for are here for you."

There was a bit of bitterness in his eyes, and his mouth was tightly pursed. He recalled too much tonight, and he was afraid of saying something that shouldn't be said, and he was afraid that he wanted people to stay inappropriately.

Before he could speak, Liu Chongming came over with a few steps, wrapped him around the waist with one hand, put him on the steps and stood there.

There was a difference in their heights, even if there was a difference of one step, Qu Chenzhou was a little shorter, and he was able to look at people with his chin slightly raised.

"Little fox," he said several times, he is no longer young, but Liu Chongming wanted to call him that: "This son slipped out of his busy schedule, how can you thank me?"

Qu Chenzhou shook the snow cap upwards, and the brim of the hat was lowered. His vision was narrow, and he couldn't see Liu Chongming's gaze, but only the place that was allowed to touch.

"Sir."

He called softly, leaned forward slowly, and watched Liu Chongming bite the bullet and not move, but a large piece of red rose from his neck like a wave.

"Happy New Year……"

A hand clasped behind his head, stopping his irresponsible escape plan, and the black and white snow caps were tightly closed together, preventing lights and snowflakes from entering their world.

There was a deafening sound of firecrackers on the street not far away, and the two separated as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"Next time," Liu Chongming lowered his snow cap, lit his face, and warned softly, "Be a little more sincere."

"What is sincerity?" Qu Chenzhou tapped his fingertips on his hand, with a sly smile in his eyes: "Everyone belongs to the prince, and the prince can take it for himself."

The bright red that had just faded came back up again, Liu Chongming stuffed the food box over, complained vaguely, turned around quickly and went down the steps, and said "Congratulations" again.

Qu Chenzhou stood under the lights with a smile on his face, watching the carriage disappear around the corner, and then raised his hand to catch the falling snowflakes—it will be a new year soon.

Before that day comes, let him put the past behind him.

The author has something to say: tips:

Ling He——Prime Minister of the Criminal Division of Dali Temple. In his previous life, he was groomed by Qu Shenzhou into a skeleton. Dead [I mentioned it in the previous article, if you have the patience to swipe again, you can find it] Because the full-text plot and the protagonist's emotional entanglements are a bit too much, the sub-CP and supporting roles will be less, but I will try to make the characters fuller. Have a good breath, maybe maybe maybe maybe maybe I will mention PS in the episode: Chongming’s rule [-] for Xiaoqu, you are not allowed to talk to others, just to help block this kind of nonsense.