Dressed as the master of a sickly tyrant

Chapter 28

Qin Liumo was lazily lying on the bed of the imperial concubine, holding the emerald flute with his slender fingers as white as jade, which was really pretty.

Such an emerald green and transparent flute, but he held it in his hand once and for a while, beating on the window sill.

The window was open, and I happened to see the Xiaoxiang Pavilion opposite.

In fact, he had long noticed that there was a person on the third floor across from him who had been observing him.

It's just that that person has never crossed the line at all for many years, and he abides by etiquette, which is really not disgusting.

He didn't care, but he didn't expect that there was such a reason.

Just when he was idly thinking about it, Luo Tianhe jumped directly from the upstairs opposite.

He was agile, and he had already stood firmly on the eaves with one step, and he opened the window neatly.

Qin Liumo put down the flute in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Luo Tianhe leisurely, and said with a smile: "Why don't you leave the door, and learn from the gentleman on the beam, and fly over the wall?"

Luo Tianhe closed the window: "I was afraid that you would be anxious to wait, so I came in directly.

And it's too expensive to see you, Xiaoke's family is poor, and he can't afford the silver taels. "

Qin Liumo burst out laughing, and said with a smile, "If you don't have money, can you still rent the private room in Xiaoxiang Pavilion for a long time? Forget it, let's talk business, I want to see Lu Chiyuan."

"Okay, I'll help you arrange it, but the time is limited, and it's probably only a stick of incense time."

Luo Tianhe seemed to have expected that Liu Mo would make this request.

Qin Liumo raised his eyebrows: "Then thank you."

"Also, that, will it be too much trouble?"

Momojiji is really not Qin Liumo's style. After struggling for a long time, he finally opened his mouth.

"With your little worry, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, I will be happy.

Don't worry, it's just a one-time meeting. I am also an important minister next to the prince, so I still have this right. "

Qin Liumo's worry successfully pleased Luo Tianhe.

In the evening, Luo Tianhe brought Qin Liumo, who was disguised as a servant, to the sky prison. Lu Chiyuan was lying on the bed with his eyes closed to rest. The room was dark, with only a faint candlelight lit. Luo Tianhe stood at the door with interest. .

Qin Liumo carefully helped Lu Chiyuan up, for fear of touching the bloody wound on his body.

Lu Chiyuan's already thin body is now as thin as paper, making people feel distressed.

Lu Chiyuan had already guessed the intention and comforted him: "I'm fine, I just suffered a little skin trauma, it's fine."

"I didn't expect the plan of the fourth prince and the prince, but it's okay, I want to take advantage of this to change positions, so as to get rid of the identity of the proton, so as not to be bound by it."

Qin Liumo's eyes were moist, he understood this feeling too well, it took him a few years to get used to this sense of gap between a rich man envied by everyone and a commoner.

It's just that he didn't expect that in Lu Chiyuan's world, there has never been the concept of family status. What he yearns for is not the nobles, but the establishment of a society where everyone is equal.

"Okay, Zhenbeihou will arrive tomorrow, after you meet him, we will proceed as planned."

Lu Chiyuan thought for a while and said: "I used the name of Chu Haozhi to pay homage to old Qi Ge's sect. I want to go back to Wen Yuan Pavilion of old Qi Ge after I go out, and let Han Yan go to tell old Qi Ge first for me."

In the past few days in prison, Lu Chiyuan thought about it for a long time, but he was still too naive.

Without rights, even a talented woman cannot cook without rice.

He thought that the fourth prince would keep his promise, but he turned his back on the spot and stabbed himself severely.

Without a bargaining chip, it is too naive to rely on emotions to bind politics.

"Also, let Nan Cangming wait for the opportunity, and don't act rashly to seek short-sightedness."

After all, he was worried, Lu Chiyuan added.

It was already midnight when Luo Tianhe and Qin Liumo left.

After leaving the prison, Luo Tianhe took off his cloak, put it on Qin Liumo carefully and said, "It's cold at night, be careful, and be careful not to catch a cold."

"Why did you not put it on in the dark and cold place of the prison just now, as soon as I came out, the cats would cry and the mice would pretend to be merciful."

Qin Liumo's mouth is always vicious and hurtful.

"You insist on dressing up as a servant. Where is the owner's clothes thin, but the servant is wearing mink fur? It's not just arousing suspicion."

Luo Tianhe knew that Qin was making trouble out of no reason, so he was not angry, and still explained in a gentle way.

Qin Liumo looked at this warm and jade-like face, wanted to find fault with him, but had nowhere to start, so he frowned beautifully and said, "How did you live so long without being bullied to death?"

Luo Tianhe was slightly stunned, thinking of the girl in the Prince's Mansion who was executed for violating his own taboo last time, he couldn't help laughing: "You seem to be the only one who bullies me like this, the Prince is always respectful to me."

I usually talk a lot, stay quiet, and keep my colleagues at a respectful distance. With the lessons learned from that girl, no one dares to make up my own mind.

Where would someone be looking for trouble and looking for his own bad luck, and this person in front of him is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, always likes to provoke people, but he is born to himself and reluctant to deal with him, it is really a headache.

"That's right, I heard that you should have been the champion.

For a talented person like you, the crown prince will naturally treat you as a guest of honor, and honor you as a bodhisattva. "

Qin Liumo pouted.

"Back then the scientific research involved too much. It was the crown prince who saved my life. He promised me that when he ascended the throne, he would thoroughly investigate the old case and clear my name.

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Luo Tianhe didn't speak any more, he was impressed by the prince's modesty and gentlemanly demeanor back then, but now he is gradually doubting his original choice.

Qin Liumo didn't answer either, Lu Chiyuan chose Nancangming.

Perhaps they are destined to stand on opposite sides in the future, but at that time, who will fall?

At the gate of Qingfengyuan, Qin Liumo pulled off the cloak on his body, threw it to Luo Tianhe unceremoniously and said, "I don't know how to wash it, take it back by yourself."

Luo Tianhe caught the cloak without being angry, but shook his head helplessly, and watched Qin Liumo go in, turning around and leaving until he could no longer see him.

The night in the capital was exceptionally quiet, and the night wind in spring was still very cold. Luo Tianhe held the cloak without putting it on, and hugged it carefully in his arms, because it still carried the faint fragrance of pear blossoms from that person.

After going upstairs, Qin Liumo stood at the window, looked at the back of Luo Tianhe leaving, and cursed in his heart: "What a fool, Ye Han is so dewy that he doesn't even know how to put on the cloak."

It's just that he didn't expect that returning the man's clothes would actually worry him about catching a cold.

Although it was late at night, Lu Chiyuan in the prison did not feel sleepy, and was thinking about his future plans.

The only thing that is uncontrollable now is Zhenbei Hou. Is he really just giving up his military power and returning to Beijing just to see himself?

Or is there a change in the border?If there is a change in the border, a good plan can take this opportunity to let Nan Cangming go to the battlefield.

Only leading troops on the battlefield can have military power. Since ancient times, political power has emerged from the barrel of a gun. Now, looking at the words of great men, everything is really true.

Poorly born in the emperor's family, at the age of 18, he had to experience swords, swords, gold and iron horses.

Lu Chiyuan thought of his 18 years old, what was he doing when he was 18 years old?

At that time, I was just in college, and I was still sweating profusely on the football field with a group of youthful teenagers, pointing out the world in the peaceful and beautiful ivory tower, arousing words, and the dung was once tens of thousands of households.

Going to the battlefield may be close to death, but not going to the battlefield will only lead to death.

How can you win the tangy fragrance of plum blossoms without going through a bit of cold?

He can't help Nan Cangming make a choice, but he can try his best to give Nan Cangming a chance to make his own choice, let's see how Nan Cangming makes his choice.

The students he teaches will surely not disappoint him.

After thinking for a while, Lu Chiyuan felt tired, but he didn't dare to fall asleep presumptuously, and just meditated with his legs crossed for a light sleep.

I have to say that Chinese martial arts are extensive and profound, and practicing martial arts in meditation is more energetic than sleeping.