Qinghe Pastoral

When I saw Qian Mo again, after removing that layer of disguise, he was not much different from two years ago. If he put on brocade and satin clothes and a jade crown, he seemed to be the young master of the Qian family that everyone in Jing'an County fawned on back then.

Qian Mo was tied to the seat and couldn't move. Seeing the three people coming in, fear and hatred flashed in his eyes for a moment, but he quickly hid these emotions, as if the look was just an illusion.

"Qian Mo, why did you appear here?"

Ji Ruixiu has always disliked charades, and besides, he also wanted to solve the banditry threatening Qinghe Village as soon as possible.Faced with Ji Ruixiu's straightforward question, Qian Mo chose to remain silent.

"Yo, you are so stubborn. It seems that you want to try all the tortures in the inspection department, huh?"

Although Wei Qian is not as cold as Ji Rui's repair face, as a general who has fought in the battlefield for many years, he may not even know how many bloods have been soaked in his hands and the lives he has lost.Therefore, Wei Qian looked indifferently, but in fact, that one glance made Qian Mo feel a deep chill in his bones, and made him tremble unnaturally.

"Not to mention, it seems that I really want to try. If so, drag him to the execution room."

The two guards at the door got the order and prepared to take Qian Mo away, but even so, Qian Mo still didn't say a word.

Wei Qian smiled but said nothing, now his mouth is stiff, the punishment in the torture room is like flowing water, let's see how hard his mouth can be.

"Mu'er, the green plum blossoms in my backyard are just right, go and have a look, Ah Shan, take Mr. Mu there."

The tone seemed to be discussing, but in fact, a decision had been made. Lin Mu felt uncomfortable when he thought of the scene of capital punishment, so he complied with Wei Qian's words and followed Ah Shan to the backyard.

As a plum blossom that blooms alone in Linxue, throughout the ages, many literati and poets have expressed their talents in their hearts, countless people have chanted it, and the beautiful stories that have been handed down are enduring.

Compared with the beauty of red plums and the elegance of white plums, green plums are a little more vigorous and agile, exuding a more restless beauty, decorating the boring winter before they are about to fall into mud.

Suddenly, Lin Mu thought of his fifth birthday, Bai Junyu hugged him and recited the poem under the plum blossoms in the courtyard of the Mu Mansion: Unintentionally struggle for spring, let the crowd be jealous, all the fallen will be turned into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same.It seems that she is reciting plum blossoms, so why is it not what she thinks in her heart?

Among the women in the world, who doesn't look forward to finding a good husband, who will sing in harmony and never leave?When his mother was about to marry into the boudoir, she must have imagined this kind of love, but in the end, she found the person she liked, but she couldn't get this kind of love.Lin Mu even thought about whether his mother regretted marrying Mu Kang back then?But life, after all, is like the passing time, it can only move forward, not backward.

The execution room of the inspection department was dark and gloomy, and it looked even more intrusive in the cold winter months.

Qian Mo saw the instruments of torture, and his heart was already trembling. In such a cold day, in such a dark prison, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"I heard that you used to be a pampered noble son. Judging by your current appearance, even if you were exiled, you didn't suffer too much, did you? This delicate skin and tender flesh, don't say that you have to use all the eighteen instruments of torture, even if you are beaten with a stick. You can't stand ten blows."

Hearing the threatening words, Qian Mo almost gritted his teeth, but he still didn't make a sound.

"Okay, if you have ambition, I'll see how much punishment you, a skinny and tender man, can withstand. Come here, show your housekeeping skills, and let Mr. Qian feel the punishment of the inspection department."

"Yes."

Two shirtless strong soldiers, holding a red-hot iron in their hands, walked over step by step.Qian Mo was so frightened that he almost lost control, so he had to bury his head low.

"Ahhhhhh..."

With the sound of the flames roasting the flesh, Qian Mo's tragic cry came out. Ji Ruixiu and Wei Qian watched everything coldly, but there was no disturbance in their hearts.

Qian Mo seemed to be yelling to divert his attention. Seeing this, a soldier took water mixed with salt and sprinkled it on the wound just left.

"Ah, ah, ah."

Qian Mo's voice was almost hoarse, unable to bear the pain, he was about to faint.The soldier put down the salt water in his hand, picked up the bone-chilling icy water on the ground, and poured it over his head, Qian Mo's mind suddenly cleared.The heart-piercing pain stimulated his body to shrink continuously, but his mind was very clear.

"Qian Mo, where are the bandits hiding in the city or in the mountains?"

When Qian Mo heard Ji Ruixiu's voice without the slightest emotion, he was startled and frightened, and none of these things escaped the eyes of the two of them.

"Now the remaining bandits can't do anything. Do you think that if you can hide for a day, you can hide for a lifetime?"

"you you......"

Seeing Qian Mo stammering and unable to say a word, Ji Ruixiu gave a rare sneer, but he didn't know that the chill in it was even stronger than the icy water in this cold winter, and the coolness went straight to the bottom of his heart.

"The sinners exiled in Ningyuan have all become pawns of the abolished right minister, but he is too whimsical. How can ants shake the tiger? Even if you don't ask, we can find them. For us, it will take some time, but If you don't say it now, you won't have a chance to speak."

Qian Mo was enduring the pain that could not be ignored, and he was also entangled in his heart. Whether he said it or not, it seemed to him that the ending was the same, but it seemed different.

The man in front of him was cruel and ruthless. Back then, even the Qian family couldn't escape from his grasp, so how could he get anything cheap now.

"You, you, what, how did you recognize me?"

Qian Mo seems to be an old man who is about to run out of energy, and this sentence seems to have exhausted all his strength.

"I can recognize your voice even if it turns into ashes, and you all have a red spot like a mole on your neck. This alone can find out the bandits hiding in the city. Hiding in Dayan Mountain, okay, Unless they never go down the mountain, sooner or later they will be in the bag."

It was also when seeing Qian Mo today that Ji Ruixiu suddenly remembered that the bandits who fought against Tongzhou back then had the same mark. With this clue, even if he couldn't ask anything from Qian Mo's mouth, he would definitely be able to catch him.

"You, you are still so, so annoying. If it weren't for you, how could our family be in such a situation. Unfortunately, I still fall into your hands today. I admit it, I admit it, and you want to Ask anything."

Qian Mo's tone was disgusting but powerless, but Ji Ruixiu didn't bother to tell him a word.

"I just want to know where you are hiding."

"I don't know where the people in the city are hiding, but the ones in the mountains are there, in caves a hundred miles southwest of Qinghe Village."

A hundred miles to the southwest, it almost entered the hinterland of Dayan Mountain. Even if they sent people into the mountain, they would not go that far. After all, spring is about to begin, and how cruel the wild beasts will be after a hungry winter.

"How many men and how many weapons do they have?"

"More than 200. As for weapons, there are only a few bows and arrows and big knives."

"You probably didn't go down the mountain alone, what about the accomplice who came with you?"

The corner of Qian Mo's mouth raised a sneer, as if he was mocking and disdainful, but he didn't know who he was addressing.

"There are four people in total, and we made an appointment to gather at the kiln outside the city at the second quarter of Shenshi."

"You didn't lie, did you?"

Wei Qian knew that very few people could survive the severe punishment, but Qian Mo seemed to prefer death to submission at the beginning, so this kind of punishment made him accept it?Could it be that I thought highly of him?

"Hahaha, do I need to lie? I just beg, I just beg you to give me a whole body, and don't throw me into a mass grave. My soul has no one to follow, and I can't be reincarnated."

Wei Qian rolled his eyes. In the current situation, Qian Mo was thinking about this kind of thing, and he was also a strange person.

"Put him in jail."

After the order was given, the two left the prison, and Wei Qian went to arrange troops to capture the three alive.

Ji Ruixiu went all the way to the backyard, and saw the slender figure under the green plum blossom from a distance. He stared straight at the plum blossom, as if recalling something through it.

Ji Ruixiu approached with a few steps, and hugged the young man into his arms, with extra strength for fear of hurting the person in his arms, and less strength for fear that the person in his arms would not feel his passionate love.

"Have you asked?"

Lin Mu sniffed the familiar smell on Ji Ruixiu's body, and those random thoughts just now disappeared like a passing cloud.

"Well, what were you thinking just now? So lost in thought?"

"The green plums are blooming very well. I just remembered that on my fifth birthday, my mother once recited poems among the plum blossoms in the whole courtyard of Mufu. With all my heart and mind, I couldn't get the love I dreamed of. I didn't fight or grab it. But I can't stand other people's plotting, my mother's life is really too hard."

"So, you have to hold on to me tightly, accompany me to see everything in the world, feel the unforgettable love that your mother has never received, and make up for your mother's regret."

"Well, thank you, I love you."

Ji Ruixiu didn't speak anymore, but hugged Lin Mu even tighter, as if he wanted to integrate the person in front of him into his own flesh and blood, and engrave it on the tip of his heart, so that the person in his arms would no longer have sorrow, but only be full of love and joy.

When the cold wind blows, the plum blossoms are profuse, like catkins in spring, itching to people's hearts, but they are so full of vitality and hope.

Lin Mu looked at the green plums all over the sky, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

The past cannot be pursued, even if his mother has been hurt and hurt, at least she has loved and rejoiced deeply.This life is over, if there is another life, I hope his mother can also find Ji Ruixiu who belongs to her, love her, protect her, accompany her, and give her the purest and deepest love in this world.

Looking at the embracing figures under the plum blossoms, Wei Qian stopped in his tracks. He really couldn't bear to disturb such a quiet and beautiful picture.

At this moment, I miss Lin Zian's elegant and calm look in my heart.

In April, the apricot blossoms in the backyard of his house were in full bloom. On an ordinary afternoon, he was deeply attracted by the young man in white under the apricot blossoms.

At first glance, maybe it was just a surprise, but after just a few days of getting along, I gave my heart away.After calming down his restless but disoriented heart after leaving the battlefield, he suddenly knew what he wanted and what to expect for the rest of his life.