Lintai Storm Record

He threw it on the ground, stamped it out with his foot, and stood up awkwardly, wanting to salute, but couldn't bear it.

Song Qianzhi looked at Xu Ruiyun strangely: "Brother Xu, what are you doing?"

Xu Ruiyun had a resentful expression on his face: "I was so offended earlier..."

"Hey, everyone is in trouble here. I don't know if I can get out alive. Don't be polite." Song Qianzhi smiled and blinked, "Besides, I'm just a gentleman."

Xu Ruiyun flushed with embarrassment, seeing Song Qianzhi laugh, he knew that the other party didn't take his teasing seriously.He looked back and forth between Song Qianzhi and Lu Guan with uncertain eyes, wondering if these two people really belonged to each other, whether it was or not, he didn't dare to ask more.

The young man sitting blankly in the corner was helped up by Song Qianzhi to drink water. He resisted and didn't want to drink at first, but he didn't drink much water in the past two days, and he didn't even have the appetite to eat the glutinous rice cakes for one meal a day. Now Hungry and thirsty, his lips were cracked with bloody seams, and as soon as the cool water touched his lips, he no longer needed to be fed, and he just grabbed the bowl and gobbled it up.

It was just a bowl of water.

Song Qianzhi didn't find anything to eat in the house.

"The food in this village should be rationed uniformly. After the women prepare it, they distribute it to each house. They searched the earthen house and found nothing to eat, and there is no kitchen. Can you bear it?"

The young man suddenly threw the drained bowl on the ground and smashed it to pieces.

Hearing the movement, Lu Guan looked up at the other end of the corridor, and saw Song Qianzhi waving at him, signaling not to go, Lu Guan lowered his head and continued to whisper to Zhou Xian.

Song Qianzhi was not in a hurry to speak, and waited for Liu Zhixing's son to calm down before asking him what his name was.

The young man rubbed his hands together and didn't answer. His teeth were well-groomed, and each one was white, but he bit his bloody lips to the brim.

"Someone is going to rescue your father, he will come here soon." Song Qianzhi saw a rattan chair next to him, and sat on it relaxedly, thinking about his own thoughts, instead of staring at the young man in front of him all the time.

If Liu Zhixing is successfully brought back, there will be a tough battle immediately. They have more than a dozen women and children of Liao people as hostages. However, there are many barbarians in Xunzhou and Songzhou, and they have not completely surrendered for hundreds of years. Great Chu court.When Wei Kun was there, he wrote a letter to the imperial court, requesting to send troops to ennoble and rank dozens of small kings in the south, and to include the dense forest covered with insects and snakes in the territory of Dachu.

Later, this move ended in failure, and the imperial court adopted a laissez-faire state for the two states.Liaoren is just a collective name for the barbarians in this place. As long as these people do not enter the state capital, do not harass the people of Dachu, and the people do not sue, the officials will not be held accountable.There are even historical records that several magistrates of Xunzhou and Songzhou had contact with the little leaders of the Liaoren tribe. They also obtained precious medicinal materials and colorful emerald feathers and pearls from the Liao people.

Song Qianzhi touched the piece of cloth in his bosom with his fingers, took it out, unfolded it, and it was the second time he had read the blood book written by Zhao Yu, the former magistrate of Xunzhou. Long.

Song Qianzhi had doubts about Xu Ruiyun's words, and with this blood letter, he had no choice but to dispel his doubts.

At first, Song Qianzhi couldn't figure out why Zhao Yu fell into the hands of Liaoren. As the magistrate, the local rebellion was reported to the Ministry of War in a calm manner, and it seemed that it was not a big deal.

Qin Yuning also said that as long as he sent troops nearby to quell the rebellion, then Zhao Yu didn't have to personally participate in the quelling the rebellion, he just needed to stay in the state government office and issue orders.Moreover, the terrain in the south of Dachu is not like the flat plains in the north. It is mountainous and rugged. Once you enter the mountains, it is not unusual to get lost in the mountains, dark caves, and torrents. , Beasts, unless they can't think about it, they will go up the mountain by themselves.

Then how was Zhao Yu captured by the hunter?

Song Qianzhi asked Xu Ruiyun this question, but Xu Ruiyun didn't know that the only contact he had with Zhao Yu was this blood letter.Song Qianzhi also asked Xu Ruiyun why he said that Zhao Yu could not rebel. Xu Ruiyun said that Zhao Yu was a good official who personally led the people of Xunzhou to abandon the bad habit of slash-and-burn farming, and led them to open mountains and forests to find land suitable for planting tea and fruit trees. The state gradually became rich.

However, what Song Qianzhi did not say is that this only shows that Zhao Yu is a good official who can lead the people to become rich, but it does not mean that he will not rebel.

At present, the only thing that can prove that Zhao Yu has not rebelled is the blood letter in Song Qianzhi's hand.

Now that Zhao Yu's whereabouts are unknown, even if there is a blood book in hand, it is necessary to compare Zhao Yu's handwriting to find out whether it was written by him or not.

"What is this?" the hoarse voice asked.

Song Qianzhi handed over the blood book to the young man, saying: "It was originally written by Ren Xunzhou Prefecture."

The young man's fingers were trembling, and he looked slowly from right to left, his nose fluttered slightly, and his face turned red.

"Is he dead?" the young man asked Song Qianzhi urgently.

"Looks like he's dead." Song Qianzhi said, "That's why your father was sent to Xunzhou."

"That is to say, it has not been proved that he is dead?" The young man's eyes suddenly became fierce, "Aren't his subordinates and officers and soldiers looking for him?"

Song Qianzhi looked away and looked at the small piece of sky exposed in the dome. On the blue sky, there was no cloud at all. The birds did not know where to hide. There was this moment of tranquility in the chaos that was about to break out. .

"There are mountains and beasts outside. He may die anywhere, and there may be no bones left after death. If he cannot reach the city safely, all of us will have the same fate."

The young man's breath became short, he pursed his lips, folded the blood book neatly, and returned it to Song Qianzhi.

Song Qianzhi put the cloth away and put it in his arms.

"Very hungry." The young man looked at Song Qianzhi with slightly reddened eyes, "My name is Liu Pingwen, and my father has three sons. I am the third child at home. The two elder brothers did not accompany me this time." Let's come to the south. Who are you? I think they all listen to you." After a pause, Liu Pingwen hesitated, "Are you a high-ranking official? An official older than Zhizhou?"

Song Qianzhi laughed: "That's my man, so he listened to me." He turned his head and glanced at Lu Guan, and then returned to Liu Pingwen's face, seeing that his eyes were extremely shy and envious.

Liu Pingwen was looking at Lu Guan, and noticed that Song Qianzhi had turned around, immediately lowered his eyes, his fingers were nervously digging at the clothes.

"No matter how big an official is, even if the emperor comes, if he gets stuck here, his status will be useless."

Liu Pingwen's eyes widened in surprise, he didn't expect Song Qianzhi to say such treasonous words, and then thought, maybe this is a high official...

"You must save my father." Liu Pingwen whispered, "He will be a good official."

Just as Song Qianzhi was about to speak, the sky was pierced by several rockets, sparks splashed, and the arrowhead landed on the roof of the low bathroom house in the middle of the big house. Puffy flames, like dancing demons, ignited the thatched roof on the ground floor.

☆, Orthodox (Wu)

The downstairs door opened inward, and one person rammed through the door with the other on his back.

When Xu Ruiyun saw it, he was furious immediately. Those two were his subordinates. One of them was seriously injured, and the person who carried him was also covered in blood.

Another subordinate came over and tore open the robe of the seriously injured man, only to see a knife wound slashing across his entire chest, reaching to his waist and abdomen.The man's eyes were half-opened, with no focus in them, and his mouth was slightly open.

Liu Pingwen knelt beside him and dripped water into his mouth with a clean damp cloth.

"What's going on?" Song Qianzhi ran up to the third floor, panting, and rushed to Zhou Xian's side. He had already brought up the crossbow and put it in the hole on the wall.

"It's okay, there is water in the bathroom, and the fire has been extinguished. It won't burn on it." Zhou Xian said, "You two, there are two holes on the east and south sides, fill them in." Zhou turned around and glanced at Song Qianzhi, "Little... my lord, you go down first, is Liu Zhixing back?"

"No." Song Qianzhi took a crossbow from the table and put it on a window shelf. However, a familiar voice suddenly came into his eyes. He lifted the crossbow, moved it to the ground, and smashed it dull a sound.

"What's wrong?" Lu Guan pulled Song Qianzhi to his side.

Song Qianzhi's eyes were next to his, and he looked at his window. On a cart, an "X"-shaped wooden frame was erected, and Liu Zhixing's hands and feet were tightly tied to the wooden stakes. In one palm, there is a huge iron shield that walks close to the ground.The person pushing the cart is behind the shield, and manpower keeps the cart approaching.

Once the crossbow|arrow is shot, the possibility of Liu Zhixing being shot is far greater than that of the hunters behind him.

"Look at his left hand, the wrist has an abnormal curvature. They broke his hand." Song Qianzhi tremblingly said, his eyes urgently searched for the leader in the crowd behind Liu Zhixing, but he didn't see him.

"He succeeded." Song Qianzhi breathed a sigh of relief, "The leader should be dead." Then, a big stone fell on Song Qianzhi's heart. Not a regular army, but not quite a rabble.

Behind the cart, the women who were chained together were all disheveled and disheveled. They all lowered their heads, and two faces stared stubbornly ahead, with blank expressions, as if they would No more humming.

"What should I do?" Song Qianzhi came down from the wall and patted Zhou Xian on the back. Zhou Xian turned around and looked at Song Qianzhi.

"Even if we shoot the crossbow | arrows from here, we will kill our own people. Only after all of our own people are dead will we face the Liao people. Liu Zhixing is an official of the imperial court, so he cannot die." Song Qianzhi emphasized, "He The women and children behind him must not die."

Zhou Xian frowned in embarrassment.

At this time, one of Xu Ruiyun's subordinates said angrily: "Isn't that forcing us to die? This earthen house doesn't even have a stutter. We have few people, but they have many people. The encirclement and confrontation will take less than ten days. Everyone will die. We The ability to rush out depends entirely on a surprise attack. There are at least 200 people outside. We can rush out, but according to this little brother, even the women have to be taken away. This family member surnamed Liu, I don’t think he can survive, so he simply ignored it and forced a breakthrough, with the help of the three brothers, we General Xu is familiar with the terrain, at least we can escape back to the city.”

The man was stared at by Song Qianzhi, like a thorn on his back, and said angrily, "It's not that we don't care, but we can't. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If they can't escape, they will definitely strengthen their defenses, let alone think about it." Escape. There are also those civilians who are hiding, even if they don’t live for us, brother, I want to sacrifice the small for the big, am I right? Besides, if you don’t leave these girls, everyone will die, no What is a surefire way, you should make up your mind, otherwise we will lose the opportunity when the opponent rushes to attack."

Song Qianzhi's expression turned serious.

"Lu Ning and the others don't know martial arts. I have repeatedly told them to hide them immediately after they go out. There is no need to count on it." Lu Guandao, "Women can't be left alone, and neither can Liu Zhixing. We have more than ten hostages in our hands. I'll go down and fight with them." They talk."

Song Qianyi grabbed Lu Guan's sleeve: "I'll go."

"Let me go." Zhou Xian put the crossbow machine back on the table, hid a dagger in his boots, and reached out to Lu Guan, "Give me your knife too, neither of you can make mistakes."

Song Qianzhi wanted to say something else, but someone shouted loudly outside, it was jerky official language.

"Come out and let's negotiate."

The sun shone on a man walking out from the back of the cart, his face was black with gold, he was a short, muscular man, unusually strong and strong, he took a hatchet in one hand, and walked to the place without fear. The front of the cart is exposed under the crossbow.

One of Xu Ruiyun's soldiers bent his fingers and got on the plane.

Suddenly, Xu Ruiyun's voice sounded behind everyone.

"Don't shoot him."

Liu Pingwen rushed forward like crazy, and grabbed the two soldiers lying on the window. When he went to grab No. 3 soldier, the soldier turned sideways and pushed him casually, and Liu Pingwen sat down on the ground.

Liu Pingwen got up with red eyes and shouted: "Don't kill my father, don't kill my father!"

Xu Ruiyun grabbed the almost crazy young man, pressed his thin shoulders into his arms, held his shoulders and patted him, keeping Liu Pingwen behind him.

Liu Pingwen was stunned, and didn't move forward, but bit his lip and obediently stayed behind Xu Ruiyun.

"General." One person stepped forward and wanted to say something, Xu Ruiyun raised his palm and made a stop gesture.

The man didn't say anything more.

"Who's going to talk?" Xu Ruiyun asked.

Another call came from the window, the content was the same as the previous one.

Liu Pingwen squeezed up from behind Xu Ruiyun.

"You can't, you're not an official, and the terms you can negotiate with can't be counted." Thinking that the hostage is Liu Pingwen's father after all, and Xu Ruiyun also knows how much the young man has suffered in the past few days, his tone was soft. Come down, "Be obedient, don't make trouble."

Song Qianzhi said, "I'll go."

Xu Ruiyun did not agree to him immediately, but looked at Lu Guan with a questioning look.

Lu Guan frowned deeply, and did not nod for a long time. After thinking for a while, Lu Guan worried: "Our weight is only a dozen women from the village."

It was clear at a glance which of a dozen or so ordinary women and children, or more than twenty members of Liu Zhixing's family members and Zhizhou himself, was more important.

"Also, we can't actually kill these women and children."

Before Lu Guan finished speaking, one of Xu Ruiyun's subordinates said harshly: "You Beijing officials have never suffered from wild people. They even eat human flesh. They captured our women and never treated them as human beings. How many times have we captured them? What happened to a woman and a few children? We haven't done anything yet!"

"Hao Dading, shut up!" Xu Ruiyun's voice was like thunder.

His subordinates all lowered their heads.

"They want to negotiate, that is, they want to exchange, let's listen to the conditions first. Brother Lu is not at ease, so you two can go together, so that you can take care of each other. Zhou Xian stayed for me to be my deputy. I stole this knife. Brother Lu You take it." Xu Ruiyun untied the knife from his waist on the spot.

Zhou Xian gave Lu Guan's dagger to Song Qianzhi.

"Each person brings a crossbow." Seeing that Song Qianzhi and Lu Guan were well equipped, Xu Ruiyun took them downstairs and asked his men to open the door.

Xu Ruiyun grabbed a shivering woman from the side and pushed her to Lu Guan's side.

The woman looked at Lu Guan in horror, opened her mouth, but made no sound.

Song Qianzhi's eyes were puzzled, and he suddenly understood that what Xu Ruiyun meant was to let each of them take a hostage as a living target.

"No, brother Xu, don't worry." Song Qianzhi saw Lu Guan's expression was unkind, as if he wanted to say something, he quickly grabbed his palm and pinched it.

Lu Guan didn't let his hand go away, held Song Qianzhi's hand tightly, led him out of the gate, and then let go.

In Zhou Xian's sight, Song Qianzhi and Lu Guan walked in front of the Liaoren.

He was breathing hot, his heart was beating rapidly, there were bursts of red light flashing in his vision, and sweat was slowly flowing down from his temples.

Liu Pingwen secretly found an empty window sill and peeked out.

The sun drifts slowly to the west, and the air is filled with the exuberant scent of grass and trees, full of wild and bitter vitality.

Song Qianzhi's face was slightly flushed from the sun, and he first glanced at Liu Zhixing who was tied to the car.Liu Zhixing's chest rose and fell weakly, his eyes were completely closed, his lips were trembling all the time, and he seemed to be enduring some kind of irresistible pain when he inhaled.

"Who are you guys?" the hunter asked.

Lu Guandao: "Let him go, what do you want?" His tone suddenly became arrogant, his fingers resting on the handle of the knife at his waist, his hand looked extraordinarily strong, as if he would draw the knife out of its sheath in the next moment.

"It's not what we want. If we let you go, we will be in danger." Liaoren wrinkled his face into a bitter gourd, wondering why.

"What do you mean?" Song Qianzhi said, "Someone asked you to stop people on the river?"

The Liao man's eyes wandered, he couldn't help looking behind Song Qianzhi, there was an earthen house ten meters away, but the door was closed tightly.

"Women, children, ours." Liao said, "This man killed the leader, and you won't count. Your women will be returned to you."

Song Qianzhi was overjoyed.He hadn't expected that the Liaoren attached so much importance to women and children. That is to say, they would rather use local officials like Zhizhou in exchange for the dozen or so women and children who had been taken away.

Song Qianzhi's face turned cold: "How many people have you killed and how many of us have been bullied?"

The hunter glanced back in embarrassment.

Song Qianzhi nervously held the dagger hidden in his sleeve.

Liaoren said that he would go back to the team to discuss with the other people, but Song Qianzhi refused and asked him to call those people out.The Liaoren looked melancholy, and finally made a gesture.

Four or five brightly dressed men with feathers on their heads came over with their weapons, staring at Song Qianzhi and Lu Guan vigilantly.

They gathered around to chatter and discuss.

The blazing sun made Song Qianzhi hard to open his eyes. He looked back at the wall and made a comforting gesture.

"Liaozi may not be able to keep promises." Lu Guan put his arm around Song Qianzhi's shoulders, and whispered in his ear, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he was vigilantly paying attention to the actions of those Liaoren.

"People don't know what to do if they don't have faith. Don't look at them with prejudice. In my opinion, the attitude towards women is better than us."

Liu Zhixing, who was dying on the wooden board, opened his eyes, his vision was blurred, and he let out a groan.

Seeing this, Song Qianzhi frowned, and was about to walk towards the group of Liao people. They had already dispersed. The Liao people who had negotiated with Song Qianzhi and the others at the beginning came over, with a solemn expression on his face.

Song Qianzhi noticed that there was a circle of brightly colored small jade beads hanging around his neck, and he occasionally wore beautiful bird feathers, which should be a symbol of the identity of the Liaoren.Although this person is not the leader, his status in the entire tribe should not be low, and his words are effective.

"The enemy should be killed. We don't give in by substituting people for people." The man with a cold face.

Song Qianzhi said: "Aren't you going to hand over the murderer?"

The hunter shook his head.

Song Qianzhi sneered and said: "Then you wait to collect the corpses for your people." Song Qianzhi put on a straight face, grabbed Lu Guan's hand and walked towards the earthen house.

Suddenly, a cold arrow shot from behind, broke through the air, and hit the back of Lu Guan's head.

A cold light flashed, the arrow hit the blade, flew upwards and made an arc, and turned its direction.

There was a scream from behind.

The hunters screamed, waving their weapons one after another and trying to jump up.

Song Qianzhi was very nervous, and when he turned his face to see Lu Guan's calm expression, he knew it.Lu Guan stopped.

As Lu Guan turned around, the weapons in the hands of the Liaoren who were about to move stopped, and no one dared to charge forward. His overly burly figure was more than a head taller than the Liaoren who were born in the south.

The hunter who came out to negotiate took a step back.

The arrow that Lu Guan blocked back actually blindly shot a hunter, Song Qianzhi's face changed: This is not a peace talk, he shot a man to death, but the other party did it first.

"We can hand over those who bully women." Liaoren walked up boldly and winked at Song Qianzhi.

Song Qianzhi: I'm not familiar with you and I can't understand your winks.Song Qianzhi had a flash of inspiration, and the scene of the scribe on the boat being killed flashed across. Isn't the scribe who split the man up the leader of the Liaoren?Then he should have been killed by Liu Zhixing.

Song Qian had a troubled face: "Okay, then let's give in, not just those who bully women, but those who take our people too far, hand them over."

Only a few of the Liao people behind could understand Song Qianzhi and the others. Those who understood looked at each other, exchanged glances, and whispered orders to the subordinates around them.

"You guys, let them go first." Liaoren demanded.

Lu Guan blocked Song Qianzhi behind him. His face was gloomy, he looked murderous, and there were scars on his face. When he took a step forward, he was crushed by the head of Liao Ren. He looked at him nervously and held his hands tightly. Get on the axe.

"You release them first." Lu Guan said in a tone that could not refuse, "I have another question."

The Liao man tilted his head suspiciously, his ax was hanging down to the ground, and his sword was no longer drawn.

"If you let us go, what danger will the stockade have?" Song Qianzhi had asked before if someone asked them to block these ships, but Liaoren didn't answer, so Lu Guan changed the question.

As expected, Liaoren didn't notice, and replied honestly: "Officers and soldiers, kill people and rob us."

"Officers and soldiers?" Song Qianzhi looked back at the Tuwu, "Is it the officers and soldiers with us?"

Liaoren shook his head: "Xu, follow us and lead people to kill us, annoying." He tugged at his hair, as if he was thinking of how to express it. Liu's, don't let him be an official." He pointed his dark fingers backwards at Liu Zhixing.

"It's done. If you have money, let us go to the market to sell things." Liaoren rubbed the scalp on the top of his head vigorously, grabbed a few hairs, threw them away, and said with a frown, "I don't know."

Liaoren's poor expressive ability made Song Qianzhi dumbfounded. Seeing his neck flushed, Song Qianzhi understood his sincerity in negotiating, so he stopped pressing.

"You let people go first, how many ponies are there in the village?"

When Song Qianzhi talked to Lu Guan, the other party was listening carefully. It seems that he just couldn't speak fluently and could understand.He counted with his fingers and gestured with two fingers.

"Then two hundred horses will be returned to you when you come out of the mountain." Song Qianzhi nodded, motioning for him to let Liu Zhixing down.

The Liao man shook his hand, jumped up and down, and said angrily, "Twenty! There are only twenty horses!"

Song Qianzhi: "..."

☆, orthodox (land)

At dusk, the setting sun melted gold, and Liaoren didn't have a big boat. Fortunately, the boats seized a few days ago were still there.

Xu Ruiyun's subordinates did not release Liaoren's women and children until everyone boarded the ship.

Song Qianzhi lay on the side of the boat and waved at the leader, shouting loudly: "Don't stay here, set up camp in another place!"

The river is not turbulent, but rather calm. From sunset to dusk, it didn't take much time.

The original merchant ship followed behind, Song Qianzhi, Lu Guan, and Zhou Xian boarded Liu Zhixing's official ship, and the servants fetched water to wash the bloodstains from the day before before the bow. After a whole day of scorching sun, the bloodstains could not be washed away Rushing forward, several servants bent over, holding the brushes with both hands, scrubbing the floor back and forth on the deck.

Xu Ruiyun came to the deck.

Fragmented light sprinkled the river, night had already fallen, and countless crises lurk in the quiet shadows of trees and mountains on both sides of the river.

"Xinzhizhou is asleep?" Song Qianzhi looked at Xu Ruiyun.

Xu Ruiyun leaned on the railing with both arms, and rubbed his nose: "He was so frightened, so he gave him medicine before he fell asleep." Xu Ruiyun was looking at the sky, the sky was dark, there was no moon, and the tiny rays of light left in the river water, It was the lights on the boat, which disappeared without a trace after being shaken and swayed.

"How is Liu Pingwen?" Song Qianzhi asked again.

Lu Guan held Song Qianzhi's left hand with his right hand, and the back of Song Qianzhi's hand felt cool in his palm. While rubbing his fingers, Lu Guan looked at the river, not interested in Xu Ruiyun's answer.

"Holding his father and crying bitterly, I don't want to talk about revenge." Xu Ruiyun's brows twitched when he thought that after the terms were negotiated, the Liaoren would actually withdraw his own people and cut them in half on the spot. "These barbarians, He regards women and children more than anything else, and doesn't take Zhizhou seriously at all." He sneered, thinking of the many fucking things he did in the officialdom in the past, he felt emotional for a while, but he couldn't tell.

"Are you really a couple?" Xu Ruiyun looked around, but couldn't find Zhou Xian. The corners of his lips curled up, showing a meaningful smirk, "Who goes up and who goes down?"

Song Qianzhi didn't hear Xu Ruiyun's words, but Lu Guan didn't pay attention to it at all. Xu Ruiyun got bored, staggered off the deck, picked up the wine bag in his hand, and took a sip.There was a lot of wine on the official ship, and they were all stored in exquisite small bottles. After finally letting him find this silver wine bag from a box of rare antiques, Xu Ruiyun quietly took it and filled it with wine to drink.Anyway, it's a life-saving kindness, taking a wine bag is nothing, at worst, if it is discovered, it will be returned to him.

Xu Ruiyun pushed open a cabin, and the quilt on the small bed in the cabin was bulging, Liu Pingwen's face was exposed from under the quilt, and his sleepy red eyes looked up at him. rabbit.

Xu Ruiyun thought dully: No wonder the hunter wants to touch the little rabbit.

"General Xu."

Xu Ruiyun kicked the door, answered, went to the table and sat down, poured a cup of herbal tea, drank it, felt the cold tea slipping over his chest, and settled his beating heart.

The quilt on the boat has a damp smell, but the quilt cover is brand-new satin, which is very thoughtful.Song Qianzhi and Lu Guan took a hot bath together, took off the loose robe and burrowed into the quilt. His instep couldn't help but feel the pain in his muscles and bones. It was not human, and the eyelids drooped heavily afterward.

Lu Guan sat behind Song Qianzhi, loosened his bones, pinched his muscles, until Song Qianzhi hummed.

Just as Lu Guan's hand slid down his waist, Song Qianzhi grabbed his hand with his backhand and turned over to prevent Lu Guan from touching it any further.

Lu Guan lowered his head and kissed Song Qianzhi's face. Song Qianzhi was about to fall asleep and was so sleepy that he was dying of sleep. Being kissed by Lu Guan like this was like mosquitoes flying around his face.Muttering, Song Qianzhi retreated into the quilt, Lu Guan lifted the quilt, pressed Song Qianzhi under him, kissed the bridge of his nose, and then kissed his mouth, just kissing the lips was not enough.

Lu Guan's breathing became heavy, and he stroked Song Qianzhi's freshly washed hair with one hand, and Song Qianzhi's pleasant, faint and clean smell filled his breath.This person is like a good palace dessert, from the taste to the style, everything is so exquisite that people want to eat it, but they can't bear it, and when they want to eat it, they don't know where to eat it, so as to live up to the celebrity chef After a lot of ingenious thinking, I was afraid that it would be broken, and I wished I could crush him and put him in my flesh and blood.

"Yeah..." Song Qianzhi opened his eyes suddenly, hated to death, finally a sound sleep was interrupted by others, but the next moment he couldn't care about sleep, his eyes became blurred, and he lifted up from the pillow and was drenched in sweat. He hugged Lu Guan's head and kissed him, biting while kissing, venting his anger while enjoying.

When a lamp is lit on the table, no matter how stable the boat is, it will naturally be bumpy, and the light will sway gently, like a tiny feather.

"Cold tea during the day, do you want to drink it?" Lu Guan casually put on his unlined clothes, his underpants were almost transparent under the light, and his legs were sweating.

Song Qianzhi looked away, his neck was still flushed, and he just wanted to drink something cool.

Lu Guan only allowed him to have a drink and went out to find water.

Lu Guan went out on the front foot, and Song Qianzhi slapped his forehead fiercely on the back foot, regretting that he didn't ask Lu Guan to bring something to eat. Now he is so hungry that his chest is pressed against his back, and his stomach is about to growl.

After a while, Lu Guan held the teapot in one hand and the tray in the other, and eight different kinds of snacks were neatly placed on the tray.

Song Qianzhi took a sip of "water" first, the taste was sweet, and the aroma filled between his lips and teeth, he swept the tip of his tongue over his teeth to recall the taste.

"Why does it smell like flower juice, it's not one kind."

"I don't know. I saw a small bottle in the kitchen, and the cook dripped a little."

Song Qianzhi held the cup and said with a smile: "You are not a little bit, people shake half the bottle, right?"

Lu Guan blushed slightly.

Song Qianzhi took a sip and glanced at Lu Guan.

Lu Guan:? ? ?

Song Qianzhi straddled Lu Guan's lap, wrapped his hands around his neck, and rubbed his warm palms against the back of Lu Guan's neck.

Lu Guan's eyes widened slightly, and there was a fierceness in his eyes. He tasted the flower juice that Song Qianzhi came over with his lips and tongue. , hugging his body tightly.However, Song Qianzhi sat higher than him, and he had to raise his head to beg for that little bit of rain.

The misty light illuminated Song Qianzhi's lips were rosy, and there was a hint of drunkenness in his half-closed eyes.

At the moment when the lips parted, Lu Guan's face was flushed, and he looked at Song Qianzhi obsessively, rubbed his fingers at the corners of his eyes, and teased his curled eyelashes with his index finger almost fascinated.

Song Qianzhi lowered his head and pressed it against Lu Guan's forehead.

"Go to bed." Song Qianzhi's voice was vague and soft.

But Lu Guan didn't let go, he just followed Song Qianzhi's legs, put his hands on his waist, and gently hugged him upwards.

The oars smashed the night of the river regularly. The sound of the water was not loud, but quiet. Together with the birdsong and the howling of the apes that started to urge the sunrise in the mountains too early, it formed another kind of tranquility that permeates the world and the mountains.

At Songzhou Wharf, the three of Song Qianzhi said goodbye to Liu Zhixing.Xu Ruiyun asked some twenty of his brothers to escort Liu Zhixing to Xunzhou, but he himself disembarked with Song Qianzhi and the others.

Song Qian had a puzzled expression on his face, and was about to turn him back to the boat, when Liu Zhixing, who was sick, appeared at the bow of the boat.

Liu Zhixing held the skirt of his robe in one hand, stepped on the wooden planks and came ashore. He coughed a little, and put his hands into his sleeves.

Lu Guan took a step forward calmly, keeping Song Qianzhi behind.

Liu Zhixing took out the dagger that Song Qianzhi had given him from his sleeve, held it to Lu Guan with both hands, and Lu Guan held the scabbard with his hands and stepped aside.

Liu Zhixing cupped his hands towards Song Qianzhi: "Thanks to my lord for your help, I am very grateful."

Song Qianzhi glanced at Zhou Xian, and received Zhou Xian's eyes, knowing that Zhou Xian might have told Liu Zhixing something yesterday, and by the way, Zhou Xian probably asked Liu Zhixing something.

"Your Majesty Liu is very polite." Song Qianzhi didn't want to be too polite with Liu Zhixing. Liu Zhixing said that Xunzhou would rectify Xunzhou's military affairs in the future, so he returned to the ship.

The official ship weighed anchor, and the sails swelled.

"Wait a minute!" Someone on board suddenly shouted.

Song Qianzhi felt familiar, but before he could remember who it was, Xu Ruiyun had already walked to the edge of the pier first, and saw a thin figure on the boat carefully holding his robe, frowning anxiously looking down the boat.

Liu Pingwen closed his eyes, his heart froze, his feet stepped out, and the sound of the wind suddenly filled his ears.

"Ahhhh-"

Liu Pingwen landed safely on a small boat next to the official boat. The fisherman pulled him with a smile and pushed him to another boat.

One of the peaceful fishermen pushed him, and the other poked Liu Pingwen's waist with a pole. Seeing that the young man lost his balance and was about to fall into the water, another hand grabbed his collar and pushed him towards another boat.

In the end, Liu Pingwen slammed into Xu Ruiyun's arms, stood up quickly, blushed to the ears, and walked up in three steps at a time.

"I'll go with you all the way." Liu Pingwen gasped.

Song Qianzhi frowned hesitantly: "Aren't you going to Xunzhou with your father?"

Liu Pingwen turned his head to look at the boat.

Song Qianzhi followed his eyes and saw Liu Zhixing standing on the boat waving to them.Liu Zhixing's voice was short of energy, and it dissipated in the wind, and he could vaguely hear a sentence: "Please leave the child to Mr. Song."

Liu Pingwen happily carried the burden on his back, stepped forward to get ahead of the crowd and left.

Song Qianzhi was one head and two older, and whispered to Lu Guan, "Get rid of them two?" They were going to investigate Wu Yingzhong and Li Xuan, and they brought two insignificant oil bottles.Coincidentally, there was Xu Ruiyun who hit the right side, otherwise Liu Pingwen was so weak and delicate, it wouldn't be appropriate to throw him in Songzhou.

So on the day of entering Songzhou, there was a gathering in the evening. People in Songzhou believed in the cat god, and on the fifth day of every month, they would enshrine the largest fish caught in the city of this month in the temple.All men and women in the city would take to the streets, and when the people in the city carried the big fish through the streets and alleys, and there were people performing on the floats, Liu Pingwen and Xu Ruiyun "unexpectedly" separated from Song Qianzhi and the others.

Before Haishi at night, the crowd on the street had already dispersed.

Next to a very inconspicuous residential house, the scattered bamboo baskets of garbage gave off a stench. The black reptiles and mice were bigger than those seen in other towns.

There was a fishy smell of freshwater fish in the air.

The steamy cooking during the day turned into a disgusting stench near midnight.

The tall broad-leaved plants in the courtyard protrude from the wall. They are like trees but not like trees.