good minister no brocade

?Once again tasted the terrible experience of waking up from the floor, numb.

Yun Cang hugged his knees and sat down on the cold, hard ground where the sun was shining. The branch that he loved so much and was so precious was drawing circles on the ground at the moment.

In the circle is clearly a human figure with a fairly clear outline, Yun Cang drew a few strokes on the head forcefully, and the simple and vivid Qingming image lay on the ground.

"Humph!"

After placing the branches, Yun Cang stepped on the figure he drew hard and crushed it several times.

"It's really a good way to torture people. First, the rich clothes and jade food are arched, and then they are taken away little by little, and then reappeared. It not only shows the importance but also shows that the time is tight, and people can't help but wonder if there will be worse treatment later? What is it? I didn't cooperate, so I just took people as wrong! You have so many thoughts! You are a villain. You are so unreasonable. You are a pig? You think you are handsome. Well, hmph, I've seen so many handsome guys to death, I don't care to see more of you."

Yun Cang spoke in a very rhythmic way, and his feet were also grounded in a rhythmic way.

"You're smarter than I thought!"

After whispering, it was Qingming with a cold face.It was still in the same attire that he came to the prison that day.

Yun Cang mercilessly belittled Qing Ming's attire in his heart.

Wearing black all day is really tasteless, and it really fits with your flat personality.

"Humph!"

There is also Yun Cang's nostrils raised to the sky and his cold humming that is merciless.

"It doesn't matter if the method is good or bad, as long as it achieves the goal. If I were a pig, why would you be so angry? If I understand correctly, you also admitted that I have outstanding looks, thank you."

Qing Ming moved his straight neck, showing a little humility in his natural sternness.Yun Cang was not used to this, and always felt that he was planning some kind of conspiracy.

At this time, another bearded man who hadn't been here for a long time rushed in.

He babbled something that Yun Cang couldn't understand, but judging from his very humble expression, it must be a big deal.

Qingming groaned, and glanced at Yuncang, Yuncang read something meaningful from it, and couldn't help but feel a little drummed in his heart.

Could it be that they are discussing how to wipe themselves off?Is that good?

Got it, it's Qing Ming's way of torturing the prisoners again, the physical abuse has turned into a psychological blow, right?

It's a pity, I don't understand, I don't understand!In addition to doubts, I really have no fear!snort.

Yun Cang was pulled out by the beard before he finished his little mental activity.Gently pushing his back, Yun Cang saw that Qing Ming, who had already turned and walked out, was walking in a hurry, so he took a deep breath and took a step forward.

Passing through several small courtyards, the style is generally simple and deep, Yun Cang was overjoyed at the moment, and secretly remembered the path along the way.

The further you walk, the more throbbing your heart becomes.

After a while, he heard a low cry from the bearded man, and Qingming turned around, only to see a white shadow, whoosh, strung up the wall behind two clumps of small green bamboos.

Yun Cang pricked up his ears while running, but he didn't hear any footsteps chasing after him, so he was excited.He jumped up, kicked twice on the wall quickly, and most of his body climbed onto the top of the wall.

Qing Ming stood not far away, watching everything, saw Yun Cang move skillfully, raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly, raised his hand and waved, and quickly retracted his few heads that hadn't been exposed much.

"Master, he is going to escape." The bearded man looked up at the figure who was about to jump down the wall.Timely reminder, although I don't reject this prisoner in my heart, but my duty is still to do something.

The bearded man picked up two darts and raised his hand, as if the arrow was on the string.

Qingming shook his head, the bearded man put away his posture, looked at him puzzled, and waited quietly for instructions.

"For so many days, I haven't seen him show the slightest bit. It's not easy to escape. I want to see how capable he is."

The bearded man looked at his master's casual smile and was slightly surprised, but after all, he couldn't overcome the ensuing worries.whisper

"Master, the monarch is waiting for you. This..."

Qingming turned around, walking steadily.

"Order someone to watch him, don't run away."

Now that his master has plans, the bearded man can just obey his orders.In response, he hurried away to deploy.

It's still the same study room, still playing with bluegrass like that.

"Brother..."

Qing Ming called out affectionately.Qing Ze put the bluegrass away, looked left and right, and then turned around.Chao Qingming smiled.

Seeing Qingze's appearance, Qingming hurriedly strode closer and helped Qingze to sit down.

"You feel uncomfortable again?"

"The palace is turbid, and I want to come to you to have a sit."

Qingming frowned.

"I'll ask my second brother to come."

Qing Ze lightly pressed Qing Ming's hand that was about to withdraw.

"He won't come back. All these years, I've watched him from a distance, and he never turned around to look at me. He's still thinking about what happened back then, so don't bother him."

Qingming's brows were furrowed even tighter.

"After all, we have to meet each other. It's not a long-term solution to hold it like this. Besides, you need him to come. I'll come as soon as I go."

Qing Ze exerted more strength and pressed it even tighter.

"It's just a sibling rift, give him time. As long as you and I are okay."

"You and I are compatriots from the same mother, so it should be good."

Qing Ming gave up and sat on a chair beside him, letting Qing Ze hold his hand.

Qing Ze smiled, and looked at the orchid grass on the window sill.

"I like that pot of orchid grass, how about giving it to me?"

"Brother likes it, take it."

Qing Ze smiled, retracted his hand, got up and hugged the pot of orchid grass.

"Is there any news about that prisoner?"

Qing Ming paused.

"Not yet, I'll try to figure it out."

After a while, Qingze said with a faint breath

"it is good."

The bluegrass nestled quietly in Qingze's arms, slightly shaking its branches and leaves and going away.

Qingming watched Qingze get into the bullock cart and turned around.

"I hope you won't disappoint me."

Facing the wall that Yun Cang climbed out of, he said softly.

Putting down the bluegrass, Qingze silently stroked those green branches and leaves.

"Lan Zhe, elegant and steadfast, you still lied to me after all... I can only remember you with it."