Broken Iron Clothes

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Jiang Shiqing looked at him squarely: "The owner of the estate is not suspicious of the person, but the employer is not suspicious."

Jiang Shiqing was telling Yuan Mucheng that Liu Zhaoye not only knew his details, but also that he did not threaten Liu Zhaoye or even Da Li at all.

Yuan Mucheng heard the meaning, but didn't say anything, just stared at the person for a long time without saying a word.

Jiang Shiqing slowly looked away, and asked, "What else do you want to ask, Mr. Yuan?"

Yuan Mucheng was full of questions to ask, and nine out of ten sentences were about Jiang Shiqing.

He had had two conversations with Jiang Yu, and he learned that everyone gathered in Yemen Manor had experienced life and death, and there were still unrepented grievances in their hearts.Therefore, he guessed that the reason why Jiang Shiqing killed Yan Lingyong was mostly related to his identity and past, so he wanted to ask about Jiang Shiqing's past, why he entered Yemen Village, what kind of hatred he was hiding, and what kind of hatred he was accused of being killed. The two times that Gu Nanxing took away, why did his body suddenly become weak...

But Yuan Mucheng didn't intend to ask these questions again, because he knew that no matter how many times he asked, Jiang Shiqing would not answer truthfully.

"No more," Yuan Mucheng lifted the wine jar and took a sip, "but there is still something to say."

Jiang Shiqing looked up at him through the candlelight, Yuan Mucheng's mature and sharp face was very different from what he had seen when he was eight years old.He only knew that Yuan Mucheng's life in Yuzhou was not easy these years, but he didn't know how difficult it was, which made him wipe out his clear and straightforward self, and then pretended to be cynical now.

"You will have to deal with this kind of person in the future. I can teach you if you don't know how." This was the first sentence Yuan Mucheng said to him. At that time, Jiang Shiqing was eight years old. Yuan Mucheng came and punched Yan Lingyong in the face.

Yan Lingyong ran away in despair, Jiang Shiqing leaned against the cold wall and tightened his collar, only timidly looking at the boy who was half a head taller than him, but his eyes were dazzled by the sunlight behind the boy.

Later he heard that this young man was the youngest son of King Jingping. Like his elder and second brothers, he was taught by his husband at home on weekdays and did not enroll in the Imperial College. He would appear in the Imperial College that day only because he came to see the Fifth Prince.

Since then, whenever Yuan Mucheng appeared in the Guozijian, Jiang Shiqing would always pretend to pass by and take a sneak peek, seeing that person facing the sun, as bright as ever, like him who is used to hearing foul language and being frivolous/molested People like me are very different, but thinking about it now, it is more than ten years ago.

Yuan Mucheng couldn't hear the sound, so he turned to look at Jiang Shiqing. Seeing that he was distracted again, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of him.

After bringing him back to his senses, he said: "Regardless of whether Feng Han was collaborating with the enemy or not, the fact that Feng's collusion with Sand Snake has been confirmed now, Lai Chang's personal evidence has been preserved, but there is still a lack of physical evidence. Sand Snake entered Yu, the household registration is complete, and the household department cannot get rid of the relationship, but this matter cannot be clearly investigated, because Peng Yanxin, the secretary of the household department, belongs to the Feng family, and this person is not available, so I am thinking, should I try to find evidence as soon as possible, or wait for Yan Youqian Let's talk about Wei Ningzhan after investigating the case."

Jiang Shiqing thought for a while: "As long as King Yin is still in Yancheng, it won't be too late to wait for the results of Wei Ningzhan's case to come out. After all, your status is limited, and you have to escape Feng Ruoping's pass if you want to investigate the household department. Be careful, if he finds out that the Sand Snake is exposed, I'm afraid that the dog will jump over the wall in a hurry, and King Yin will rebel if he says he will rebel."

"But right now we are not the only ones who know the existence of sand snakes," Yuan Mucheng said, "Vice Zhuang Zhuang Jiang still remembers that there is a grandson who is secretly peeping."

But from the looks of it now, that person wanted to overthrow the Feng family and replace Feng Ruoping in the court, and the interests he sought did not conflict with them for the time being.

"What he wants is political power, and he won't obstruct us for the time being, but after the Feng family is overthrown, the Yan family will have new opponents to deal with," Jiang Shiqing said.

"Then what about you?" Yuan Mucheng pretended to be careless and said, "Are you going back to the West after revenge?"

Jiang Shiqing's expression froze obviously, and he lowered his eyes to hide the coldness rising in his eyes, before asking: "What did you say, sir?"

Yuan Mucheng handed the wine jar to his eyes, and said in a calm voice, "Take a sip, and I'll tell you."

Jiang Shiqing raised his eyes and smiled, then reached out to pick up the wine jar.

Yuan Mucheng could see from the man's smile that he was not to be outdone, but he didn't want Jiang Shiqing to really drink it, he just tried to make Jiang Shiqing succumb to his own pleasure, so he also moved the jar aside without letting Jiang Shiqing touch it.But who would have thought that Jiang Shiqing admitted the truth of death, insisted on grabbing the wine jar, raised his head and took a mouthful.

Jiang Shiqing couldn't help choking on the strong wine, and his eyes turned red. Yuan Mucheng looked unhappy, but felt that the man's appearance after being choked by the strong wine was even more pitiful. In the end, he slowly He said two words: "Happy."

After Jiang Shiqing regained his strength slowly, Yuan Mucheng took the wine jar back, facing the mouth of the jar that Jiang Shiqing just touched, opened his mouth and swallowed it.

After taking a sip happily, he said: "Teacher Jiang said that you came to Jiecheng to help me eliminate internal troubles, and also told me something about Yemenzhuang. I also know that you originally lived in Hemen in Mengzhou. Valley."

"And then?" Jiang Shiqing asked.

"Then I couldn't figure it out. Nine years ago, Jiang Taishi clearly lived with your owner in Shuangtan Mountain not far from Yuzhou. Why did he often live in Hegu in the far south after going to the West? Did you accept him as his student?" Yuan Mucheng sized Jiang Shiqing carefully, and then said, "Later I found out that you happened to be brought to Hegu by Zhong Dingshan nine years ago. The injury was also left at that time, and besides the battle of Wei Ning, I really couldn't think of anything else that happened that year, so I cheated casually, and it seems that I was really betting on the right one."

Jiang Shiqing's eyes were still red, and he looked at people with a hint of seduction.Seeing that Yuan Mucheng felt passionate/wanting, he moved closer and reached out to caress the scar on the man's right neck: "You used to live in the western region?"

Jiang Shiqing raised his hand and held the man's hand, and said with a smile, "Guess."

The aroma of the wine was wafting, stirring the rationality of the two of them, pushing up the evil fire in their belly little by little, and even the burning candlelight in the room was tainted with a charming style.

"You can't drink strong alcohol." Yuan Mucheng took a deep breath, held the hand holding him back, pulled it to his mouth and kissed it, "It's on your face."

Jiang Shiqing felt that his cheeks were burning hot from the smell of alcohol, but he still kept his composure: "Second Young Master Yuan tried his best to find out about me, is he trying to do something bad?"

Yuan Mucheng raised his eyes and smirked: "What do you think?"

"Some bad things can be done without knowing my details, it just depends on whether you dare or not," Jiang Shiqing did not lose the wind, "It's just that I will repay what I do, and most of the losses I suffer will be paid back."

"That's what you said." Yuan Mucheng laughed again, and suddenly stretched out his hand behind Jiang Shiqing, lifted that hip up, and brought it into his arms.

Before Jiang Shiqing could react, he was already sitting between Yuan Mucheng's legs.The hand pressing on his back didn't give in at all, the more he tried to resist, the more forcefully that hand pulled his waist in.After some contesting, he and Yuan Mucheng got closer.

The two of them were so close together that they felt hot even for breathing.

"I hold more grudges than you, let's see who gets more." Yuan Mucheng said with a low smile.

After saying that, the hem of Jiang Shiqing's clothes was suddenly lifted, and Yuan Mucheng reached under the clothes and rubbed them up along his legs.Jiang Shiqing felt a burning sensation all over his body, and his breathing became heavier.

Yuan Mucheng looked at him with interest, and suddenly increased his strength in his hands. Jiang Shiqing's buttocks felt numb, and he gasped uncontrollably, and immediately pressed the hand that was pinching him.

Yuan Mucheng's subordinates had already reacted, but they still restrained their desire and stopped pinching him.He stretched out his fingers and slowly climbed up Jiang Shiqing's back, brushing the fine sweat that oozed from his neck, then looked into those eyes again, and said with a joke: "Don't sweat, it looks like you've given up."

Jiang Shiqing was clearly being bullied badly, but he still replied flatly: "Second Master Yuan is too close, it's hot."

Yuan Mucheng was almost deceived by him, thinking that he didn't pay attention to this level of flirting, and even wondered for a moment whether Jiang Shiqing was really used to seeing fireworks and romance.But when he thought of Jiang Shiqing having fun with other people, Yuan Mucheng felt very upset and unhappy, wishing to bite his neck, leave his mark on it, and then announce to the whole world that Jiang Shiqing belonged to him, and only Could be his alone.

When he was angry, Yuan Mucheng glanced down at Jiang Shiqing's empty wrists, and suddenly felt a burst of joy in his heart, so he reached out and clasped his wrists, caressing them carefully: "Why don't you wear a rosary today, what are you afraid of?"

In the past nine years, Jiang Shiqing was often haunted by nightmares, and later his hands were often stained with human blood, and he could not sleep at night. Zhong Dingshan was worried that he would be hurt, so he went to the temple to pray for him. a few months.Although Jiang Shiqing didn't believe in any gods and Buddhas, but holding something in his hand, he really felt more secure in his heart.

But ever since the rosary came into Yuan Mucheng's hands, it became a tool to restrain him. He didn't wear the rosary because he was afraid that the string of things would be stained with spring again, so that every time he asked for peace of mind, he couldn't help but think of the wind, flowers, snow and moon.

He doesn't want to be restrained by desires, and even wants to pretend to be a flirtatious lover who is always looking for flowers and flowers, so that Yuan Mucheng will quit after he can't get a sense of accomplishment and fun.

But he showed his flaws.He is indeed afraid, afraid that Yuan Mucheng's closeness will make him addicted, afraid that the things he uses to purify his heart will be stained with love/desire.

But Jiang Shiqing didn't intend to respond, and changed the subject directly: "There are too many flowers in Liumo Flower Lane outside, Second Master Yuan, don't point out that I am happy alone. Let others see you like this, wouldn't it be true?"

Yuan Mucheng looked indifferent, grabbed Jiang Shiqing's arm and pushed his body up: "Huai Chuan, come back to my mansion, Mr. Yuan is covering you with a shirt, so no one else will recognize you."

Jiang Shiqing's heart beat faster: "Since we want to hide, it's safer for us not to meet each other."

Yuan Mucheng said: "If you want to make it public, I don't mind."

Jiang Shiqing pretended to be stupid: "Can you tell others casually about the alliance?"

Yuan Mucheng clung to his ear, his voice was low: "You know what I'm talking about."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Shiqing said innocently, "I don't understand."

Yuan Mucheng raised his hand to caress the man's chin, with desire in his eyes, as if admiring a beloved object.

Jiang Shiqing sensed that the man's eyes were very dangerous, like a ferocious beast ready to go, the enthusiasm was urging him, the prey was tempting him, asking him to show his sharp teeth in the next second, and pierce the naked man in front of him. Throat.

"I don't understand," Yuan Mucheng said imitating Jiang Shiqing's tone, and suddenly rubbed/squeezed the man's buttocks with his other hand, "Don't you understand?"

Jiang Shiqing suppressed the gasp/sound that was about to overflow his throat, but before retreating, he caught the desire pouring out of the person in front of him, and called out: "Yuan Xiao—"

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Mucheng pressed the back of his head and covered his lips, blocking the unspoken name.

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We, Huaichuan, are in danger!

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This article originally stated that the Battle of Wei Ning took place eight years ago, but because a year passed in the middle (see the title of Chapter 19 for details), so now the Battle of Wei Ning has happened nine years ago (yes, It’s so rigorous), but I’m rigorous, and I wrote several places in front of it eight years ago. Anyway, it doesn’t affect the reading, so I won’t change it (it’s not because I’m lazy)

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