Si Tian Guan Chapter 127

    A good rain.

    People in the streets and alleys have regained their vitality because of this rain, and they are busy with their livelihoods.

    After the weather is good, everything else seems to be trivial and can only be used as a chat after a meal.

    The most talked about is Rong Tanhua who got out of trouble by this heavy rain. Some people envy him for his **** luck, and some despise him because he lost his heart after all.

    Among the verbal and written attacks on Rong Jiu'an, the third son of the Hou family of Anding was the most outstanding.

    Even the emperor read it in his spare time and said that Liu Qingchi's articles were much more enlightening than before, wonderful and wonderful, so he didn't stop these students from making fun of them.

    But speaking of the Marquis of Anding, everyone in the court wanted to get the Liu Shizi in Dali Temple.

    Unlike Liu Qingchi's rise to fame, since Ling He took over as Shaoqing of Dali Temple, Liu Shizi's face has never been clear. Dali Temple stayed.

    So everyone can understand that Shizi is in a bad mood.

      , was kicked to the ground by the prince.

    The chopsticks in King Ning's hand fell to the ground, and he didn't dare to pick them up for a while.

    Some people secretly said that the prince is a little crazy.

    Ning Wang said it was understandable, with such a disaster around him, he would have gone mad earlier.

    Whether there is a madman is another matter, but some people who were waiting to see the dispute between the Bailiu family were disappointed.

    I thought that the spring banquet was going to be a riot, and the two families should make some splashes. As a result, the prince came to the door frequently for a while, and the Bai family asked him to carry people back.

    I didn't see any disagreement between Baishiyan and Shizi. The thunder was heavy and the rain was small, which made many people disappointed.

    Compared to the eye-catching Anding Hou family, Liao Guangming, who stirred up the storm on weekdays, went on silently.

    Although many people know that because of the bet at the spring banquet, Jinxiu Camp was rarely pulled to the northern suburbs of the capital to practice, but when we chat, the meaning of the words is tacit. - I am afraid that the Jinxiu Camp will never have the same scenery as it once did.

    As for one more doctor and one less doctor in the imperial hospital, it was even more silent and no one talked about it.

    There is a lot of noise outside, separated by a wall, the courtyard is peaceful and quiet.

    Qu Shenzhou threw herself in the long-lost sarong, sighed with emotion, "The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as the dog's nest", so he refused to get up, and the bell on the top of his head was shaken a few times, like a The sound of the wind passing by.

    Liu Chongming likes to see his lazy appearance, since he can't drag people away, he will take all the books to the bedroom to see.

    Qu Chenzhou showed his face from the quilt, motioned him to look back, and asked for a pen to cross out a few names: "These people are not considered to be King Huai's people, so I don't need to go there for the time being. Tube."

    And circled another one: "This, there is a lot of dirty money behind the scenes, it's easy to get it. Let Fang Wuyang send someone to steal it at home. There's a lot to find out."

    Ling He is upright and trustworthy. If there is any trouble, push it to the Dali Temple, and they can leave it alone. It's really useful.

    Liu Chongming wrote them down one by one, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "When one of them comes, when will it be a head, press down on the gourd and rise up, but King Huai's side will not stop. Is there any way to Did you catch it clean?"

    Qu Chenzhou lay back on the bed again, and replied in a muffled voice, "I haven't thought of it yet, take your time."

    In the current situation, there is no other way but to take it slow.

    Liu Chongming picked up the words just now: "Remember Ding Lekang?"

    "He was also captured by King Huai?" Qu Chenzhou smiled: "It's really a shot that is the key, Ding Lekang's Jin Wuwei is the closest to the emperor, and his skills are not bad, Mu Jingyan is waiting What about the Emperor Bintian?"

    "There will be a day when the palace is going to be lively," Liu Chongming flicked the roster with two fingers: "It's easy to get rid of people, but if you go to Ding Lekang, who knows what will come up Cats and dogs. I let people talk to Bo Yan, without Liao Guangming to disrupt the situation, Bo Yan should have time to rectify Nanya."

    When he mentioned Liao Guangming, he remembered.

    "I went to the palace a few days ago to be scolded. The emperor should know that Pan He has been in my hands and scolded me twice. Is this a good thing?"

    "It's still too early to be happy. Pan He has been in Liao Guangming's hands for more than half a year, and he hasn't asked any signs, let alone the current situation."

    In order to get the land of the mass grave in the northern suburbs, Liao Guangming sent people here, but Pan He's eyes were blind and his throat was hoarse.

    Liu Chongming originally planned to let the doctor see if his throat could be cured, but Qu Chenzhou cut off his thoughts - don't bother, the dumb medicine used in Jinxiu Camp, let alone Healed, not even a hoarse sound came out.

    Liu Chongming had to give up.

    Because the person was not awake when they brought it over, he left it in the dark room under the ear room and arranged it according to Xu Ziwen's suggestion. After the curfew, He came to help and stare when he was free.

    "The doctor said that in Pan He's situation, after three or five days, he will almost be awake." Liu Chongming pushed the person in and leaned against the bed, feeling a little troubled.

    "Did you see anything?" he asked.

    "No," Qu Chenzhou shook his head helplessly, and the next divination will only be a few days later: "Look at Linghe. 'Sin-born children'... Do you have any clues?"

    These days, Liu Chongming went to the library of Jinxi Academy and Hanlin Academy, but the book is vast, and he can't let people know what he is looking for.

    In the end, I could only try to find my father, but unexpectedly got the answer.

    My father was as silent as a stone when he heard that he was planning to take the heir, but when he heard these three words, he was inexplicably surprised.

    In his father's hesitation, he knew that Qu Chenzhou's hard work was not in vain, and there must be an extremely important truth behind "sin to give birth to a child".

    "My father said it was impossible to find anything about sin-born children in any book, because it was just made up by a street fortuneteller."

    "At that time, the emperor was only fifteen or sixteen years old and was often sick."

    He naturally couldn't know what happened to the emperor when he was young, but since he could see this hexagram again on the old emperor, it must have a lot to do with the past.

    "Because I was sick, so I rushed to the doctor and went to the fortune teller?" he asked.

      "

    "What did the fortune teller say? About sins."

    Liu Chongming fed him another piece.

    "The so-called 'sin-born child' means that when the mother was pregnant, she originally conceived a pair of twins, but during childbirth, only one was born and the other was stillborn."

    "The gentleman said that the living child was born with sin and devoured the sin of brotherhood."

    Qu Chenzhou chewed slowly, figuring out the meaning.

    "The emperor is... a child born of sin!" He felt a little chilly: "Does that gentleman say that the emperor is weak and sick because of congenital sin?"

      many."

    "That means..."

    The two of them looked at each other, and they both remembered the sentence Yu Gonggong once said-does the son know what "Biandilian" is?

    The emperor and the unborn brother were originally supposed to be Biandilian, but only the emperor was left as a "child born from sin".

    "What about later?" Qu Chenzhou asked softly.

    Since the emperor heard this statement, he must not allow himself to continue to be sick. The words behind the fortune teller are most likely closely related to what they are investigating now.

    "I also asked my father, and later," Liu Chongming sighed softly: "Unfortunately, my father didn't take it to heart at that time. He just took the emperor and left as a warlock."

    "However, the emperor's illness gradually improved. It was only after a long time that he realized that maybe the emperor was behind his back and quietly went to the fortune-teller."

    "But it's been a long time, and it's impossible to find that person anymore, so what that person said to the emperor at that time, no one knows except the emperor himself."

    The only clue is broken again, and all they can count on is the blind and dumb Pan He.

    Pan He, Bing Tilian, and children born of sin... These things fell in front of me, which even Qu Shenzhou did not expect.

    This may be their shortcut to Jinxiu Camp, but it may also be an inescapable stumbling block.

    "After dark today, I'll go too," Qu Chenzhou couldn't sit still: "Let's have a look with Linghe, we have to think of something."

    Liu Chongming was ready to set off when he saw him, and followed him to feed a piece, he hesitated: "You...you and Linghe..."

    "Don't worry, Shizi," Qu Chenzhou tried to reassure him: "He can't quarrel with me, even if we fight, he is not my opponent."

    Liu Chongming couldn't bear it any longer: "I want to say that Linghe is an honest man, so don't bully him."

    Nowadays, Linghe can only come here at night when no one can see it. After a few days of hard work, there is nothing to gain.

    When he heard the report, he hurried to hear Qu Chenzhou's cold face to settle the account with Ling He.

    From the manpower and money spent on saving Rong Jiu'an, to the time and thought of pushing the two to the Hanlin Bachelor and Dali Temple Shaoqing respectively, to the benefits and future of the two.

    Linghe people are also honest, and it's okay to be speechless. In the end, they were convinced by Qu Chenzhou's abacus, and silently took out ten taels of silver as compensation and pushed it to Qu Chen Boat.

    Liu Chongming stood outside the door with his head on the wall, really sympathizing with Ling He.

    They are allies now anyway, Rong Jiu'an took the time to teach his younger brother to do his best, Linghe running back and forth is also hard work, credit and hard work, Qu Chenzhou is always thinking about hitting people, but Not a good thing.

    Sometimes he even wondered if he made a mistake in teaching the little fox how to practice martial arts.

    "It's too easy to break, the prince said," Qu Chenzhou smiled slightly: "And too many things are held in silence in the heart, it will make people bad."

    "How about you?"

    Liu Chongming followed him out, stood on the steps and asked him, "What about your heart?"

    Qu Chenzhou had already walked through the spring, and stepped back on the water, and stood on tiptoe to him under the steps.

    "Sir," their heights were a little far apart, Qu Chenzhou still had a distance on tiptoe, and answered the question: "My mouth is a little sweet."

    Liu Chongming leaned down.

    The soft lips are his home, and he has become so accustomed to finding peace and solace in them.

    It is a little sweet, extending from the tip of the tongue to the depths, it is the slight sweetness of the fruit.

    The little fox was gasping for breath when he kissed him.

    "Chongming, my heart...is there with you."

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