Beauty is sick

With his hands behind his back, Pei Zhe stood in the harsh night, the moonlight cast a layer of frost on his body, he tilted his head slightly, his eyes slowly soaked up a resolute look.

Jinling Jiuyi's heart was pounding for a moment, and the astringency of ice and charcoal frying in his lungs was like a landslide and tsunami, trying to submerge him completely, or like a torch that couldn't be extinguished, trying to burn his whole heart to ashes.

"How did I get along with what I said?" Pei Zhe was serious for less than two seconds, then slumped his shoulders, and returned to his sloppy look, "I was so impassioned at the beginning, and I talked about it once in the palace examination, which attracted the palm of the holy majesty. Let me be No.2."

Jinling Jiuyi couldn't sort out his thoughts for a while, subconsciously asked: "No.2?"

No. 1 in the palace examination is the champion, No. 2 is the role model, No. 3 is the candidate, and Pei Zhe should be the No. 3.

The wind in the second half of the night became more and more severe, with a bone-piercing chill, and it hurt my face.

Pei Zhe began to rejoice that he was wearing enough clothes. Seeing Jin Lingjiu standing in the air, he moved quietly and stood in front of him: "I think the second place is not good, so I deliberately asked for the name of the flower. If it's about talent and learning, I don't like it." How can you lose to Jun Shuci?"

It's not hard to hear the arrogance in his words, Jin Lingjiu raised his eyebrows: "What about Zhuangyuanlang?"

Pei Zhe said with a smile: "He was the number one scholar at that time."

It means that I was not as good as him at that time, but not necessarily now.

I have always heard that Tanhua Lang is eloquent and has a good understanding of people. Jin Lingjiu has only seen it now. Such an answer neither insults the champion, nor breaks his own pride.

"Pei Lang has lofty aspirations, I admire that very much." Jin Lingjiu's eyes were bright, as if quenched by a burning flame, "I look forward to the day when I can watch you achieve your wish."

Pei Zhe felt that his words were weird, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. After pondering for a while, he still had no idea, so he simply put it behind him and joked: "Since you admire it, why don't you let me hug you?"

Jin Lingjiu was expressionless for a moment: "Don't even think about it."

"..." Pei Zhe told him to laugh angrily, "Earlier I heard that there is a special face-changing skill in the middle of Shu, but I didn't expect the ninth son to do it. Mr. Pei has seen it."

He was ready for Jin Lingjiu not to answer, but the person in front of him stared at him and asked, "Do you like it?"

what do you like?

A face-changing person or a face-changing person?

Pei Zhe always felt that this question was not as simple as it sounded, and asked suspiciously: "What do you like, and what if you don't like it?"

Jin Lingjiu tidied up his sleeves, and smiled: "It's fine if you like it, but if you don't like it, it's a bit more troublesome, and you have to use some means to make you change your mind, that's the way to go."

The night hides all madness, leaving only a gentle smile.

Pei Zhe inexplicably felt that he was being watched by a beast, so he couldn't help shrinking his neck, and changed the topic: "The wind is quite strong, let's go to other porcelain kilns, and it will be dawn in a few hours, then it won't be too late." Good to search."

Jin Lingjiu had no objection, and followed him into the porcelain kiln: "Although I am convinced by your words, I still want to remind you that Baihua City is not a city of the imperial court now, and the corpses in the statues are not your turn."

Pei Zhe also knew in his heart that if he wanted to handle the case of Bai Huacheng, it was more or less like a dog meddling with a mouse: "I've seen it all, so I can't just ignore it, right?"

"There are so many people who died in vain, and there are countless injustices, how can you manage everything?" Seeing Pei's expression softened, Jin Lingjiu changed the subject, "Even if you want to take care of it, you shouldn't be in a hurry. "

Pei Zhe: "What do you mean?"

Jinling Jiu: "After Baihua City is taken back from Fanbang, it will be managed in a legitimate manner."

Pei Zhe: "...I'm afraid I won't have the strength to take care of these things at that time."

Although he is an official ordered by the imperial court, he really dare not say that the imperial court has the ability to take back Baihua City. The current situation is turbulent, and if he is not careful, his life will be ruined. He sees no hope in taking back Baihua City.

"You think I'm joking?" Jin Lingjiu said with a smile, not annoyed, "Jokes can also become reality, just wait and see, this day is not far away."

Pei Zhe stopped in his tracks: "What do you mean?"

Jinling looked at him fixedly: "You want to maintain this false peace, but Fanbang obviously doesn't want to. The wind and the rain are proof. Since he has come to this Baihua City, there will be some storms. At that time, the battle will probably be a battle for the court. If you don’t want to, you have to open it.”

"What is 'false peace'?" Pei Zhe said with a bit of displeasure in his tone, "War must involve innocent people, how many lives can be saved in today's peaceful situation, how can you deny the hard-won Anping so easily, you Do you know?"

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyelids: "I know, what about you, did you really mean what you said? Do you really think it's right to continue like this?"

Pei Zhe was speechless.

Jin Lingjiu answered for him: "Of course you don't think so. The peaceful and prosperous world you want is unshakable and powerful, not precarious and walking on thin ice."

I know what you want, because you, like me, want to break and then build, but one is a big break and the other is a small break.

Jin Lingjiu pursed his lips, it doesn't matter, no matter if it's big or small, this day is not far away.

The chat ended unhappily, and the two of them walked into the porcelain kiln silently without making a sound.

Luckily, people were imprisoned in one of the porcelain kilns, and Pei Zhe and Jinling Jiuyi blew out the fire zhezi as soon as they heard the sound in order to prevent them from being alarmed. The two did not get too close, and stood a little far away to observe.

This porcelain kiln is similar to the one where they were imprisoned before, but there are many people imprisoned here, about a dozen, and there are no guards outside.

I don't know how long these people have been locked up. Judging from the yelling, they are all weak, but their lives should not be in danger for the time being.

There were more people than they had imagined. This was just a kiln. These people were exhausted. Even if they opened the lock, they might not be able to leave the kiln.

Pei Zhe frowned. He had thought too simply before, thinking that it would be enough to find out where the person was being held. He didn't expect to encounter such a situation.Now it seems that Feng Tingyu dared to throw people here without sending people to guard him, so he was really prepared.

To save people, we need to think long-term.

Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu did not stop, but walked lightly towards the entrance of the porcelain kiln.

Now there is no way to unlock and release people. Of course, the detainees cannot find them, and they cannot give hope rashly, because once they see hope, they will not be able to bear the hesitation.

Jin Lingjiu was not affected, he didn't come to rescue people in the first place: "We can't let people go, where are we going now?"

Pei Zhe blew on the fire pocket, picked up a stone from the ground, and scratched a few lines on the inside of the entrance of the porcelain cave: "Continue to look at the porcelain kilns, find out all the closed porcelain kilns, and mark them."

Jin Lingjiu frowned: "...are you dating this porcelain kiln tonight?"

Pei Zhe glanced at him inexplicably: "Otherwise, what do you want to do? Is it possible that you still want to explore the mansion where the wind and rain are heard at night?"

"I didn't expect that." Jin Lingjiu looked at him with a sincere tone, "It's late at night, aren't you sleepy? Search the porcelain kilns all night, and you have to do other things during the day. Mr. Pei has a body made of iron, so he can handle it , but sick people like us can't bear it."

Jin Lingjiu yawned, with a smile that was not a smile: "Pei Lang loves me, let me sleep peacefully, how about it?"

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