Dew timid

Chapter 11 4 Years 1 Akira

The desolate Zhou Tingzai went to the wine shop, with a slender waist and light hands.

Four years passed away like a dream, and won the honorable name of the brothel.

Four years later.

Ruan Dao was guarding outside Yaju, and a singer sang a song from inside the house. The lingering sound lingered for three days, but when the song rose, the pitch changed in vain, and the sharp breaking sound stopped abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, the door of Yaju's room was opened, and the woman in a dancing skirt with long sleeves covered her face and retreated, and soon another person stepped forward, singing continuously.

Sister You from Hualou led a person in and walked towards Yaju. Ruan Dao stood up straight when he saw it, and blocked the door with his arms crossed, "My lord, listen to the music, don't disturb the idlers."

"Brother Ruan laughed, we all understand the rules of the young master." Sister You smiled, pointed to the man dressed as a servant, and said, "This man is from Tang Wang's mansion. I have something to do with looking for the young master."

After finishing speaking, the man hurriedly took a step forward, bowed to the closed door and said: "The villain is Zhaoer by Wang Ye's side, please see the young master."

Sister You wanted to go in with her, but when she saw Ruan Dao's icy appearance, she found it very boring. Zhu Hong curled her small mouth, dragged her long skirt to the floor and walked away with her waist supported.

After waiting for the people to leave, Ruan Dao turned around and pushed open the door of Yaju, and walked in. The singing girl sat in front of the piano platform and plucked the strings with her fingertips. Laziness leans on the soft back.

Ruan Dao looked at the man leaning on him with a respectful expression under his straight brows, and the man who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep felt his arrival, his ears moved slightly, and his fingertips resting on the armrest gently touched with the rhythm.

Ruan Dao stepped forward to ask for instructions: "My lord, the people from Prince Tang's residence are here."

Lu Qi gave a soft "um", opened his lightly closed peach blossom eyes, and looked at Zhao'er, touching those cold eyes for no reason made people feel a little at a loss, he cleared his throat and said: "I have seen you, my lord, please come to the house tomorrow A story."

"Understood," Lu Yong sat up straight, his hair was very messy, and the soft black hair fell down, covering half of his cheeks in an instant, and the seat was covered with fruits, cold drinks, Lu Yong cools off After looking at Zhao'er who was still standing there, he asked puzzledly: "Is there something else your lord wants you to pass on? Do you need me to screen back?"

Zhaoer was startled, came back to his senses, and shook his head again and again: "It's all right, the villain will leave now."

After Zhao Er left, Lu Yong also waved back the singer behind the curtain, and Yaju immediately became quiet.

Ruan Dao walked up behind Lu Yong very naturally, and kneaded the shoulders for others in a silent manner. People who practice martial arts have always had strong hands. Lu Yong either sat or lay down in Yaju for three full days. I'm too lazy to lose my energy.

"Do you know why Zhou Tangyin is looking for me?" Lu Qi closed his eyes lazily, turned his head slightly and asked Ruan Dao behind him.

The latter's voice was very deep, and when Lu Yong thought that the other party didn't want to speak, he heard him whisper: "A few days ago, the monarch secretly summoned Guan Mian, maybe it wasn't because of the entourage of the motorcade."

Hearing this, the corners of Lu Qi's mouth curled into a shallow arc, "Guan Mian and I have had a long-standing grudge. I abandoned his palm in Linzhang, and he broke three of my ribs in Dazhou. The debt is about Can't go away."

Four years ago, when Lu Yong was brought back to the Great Zhou, he realized that although he assassinated the national teacher that year, the other party was only seriously injured. This is why the Great Zhou King was not in a hurry to arrest him.

After returning to Dazhou, the monarch ordered him to be sent back to the post station. Just when he thought it was calm enough, he was secretly taken into Qianjisi that night, the place that only existed in his mother's mouth.

It was a gloomy, dark cage.

Lu Yong recalled that period of days and nights, when his limbs were bound and his whole body was soaked in a cold cold pool, he couldn't see the light, he couldn't hear any sound, except that the food delivered made him feel Apart from being alive, the only thing left is the water overflowing from time to time, as well as the despair and pain day after day.

He heard that some people couldn't bear the suffering, and in order to escape from here, they did not hesitate to explode their meridians, but it is obvious that Qianjisi's people are smart. They nailed silver needles to everyone who sent them in, so that their internal energy could not be condensed, and their blood vessels were blocked. There is only one dead end in this cold pool.

Every time he wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep, the cold water would rush up and wrap his mouth and nose, making him unable to breathe.

You can't die if you want to die, but you can't go crazy if you want to be crazy.

This kind of despair lasted for a month, and people began to interrogate him one after another. It was nothing more than that everyone wanted to know where the other half of the fortress map that the woman left him was.

The person in charge of the trial is Guan Mian, that ordinary-looking man, he hooked Lu Qi's sallow jaw with the upper of his shoe: "We meet again, what do you think of the knife piercing your palm?"

Lu Qi showed a pale smile, his body couldn't stop trembling, the tip of his red tongue licked his pale lips, and said with a smile: "I don't feel well, seeing that you can't even hold a knife with this hand, I'm afraid it's not because of you Am I ruined?"

Being stabbed in pain, a layer of anger appeared in Guan Mian's eyes, he stretched out his other hand, and shouted at the people beside him: "Bring my knife!"

The faintly bright knife was glowing with coldness. The next moment, the tip of the knife pierced his palm, just like the narrow alley a month ago. He didn't make a sound, his eyes were instantly dyed scarlet, his back was straightened, and the pain spreading from his palms paralyzed half of his body.

He couldn't help opening his eyes wide, curled up on the ground and panted heavily.

Guan Mian seemed to just want to show him off, and after stabbing him with a knife, he arranged for someone to bring him medicine.

Guan Mian lowered his head and kicked the soft flesh on his stomach with the toe of his shoe, with a cruel and bloodthirsty smile: "Mr. Lu, the future will be long, and someone Guan will serve you all the toys of Qian Jisi."

Lu Yong made a noise, and his stomach convulsed with pain. After the pain dissipated, he read softly with his eyes loose: "...the future will be long."

He was locked in a dungeon-like room, except for dry grass, there were four copper walls. His clothes were changed into the ones he had brought, and he took out a broken safety buckle from it, and couldn't help wanting to laugh.

The second interrogation came soon, and Guan Mian really did what he said. Qian Jisi's torture tools were displayed in a room. When he came out the next day, he couldn't even stand up.

The third time, Guan Mian crippled his three ribs, and there were marks left by the whip on his body. Everyone wanted him to die, but they couldn't let him die. At night, Lu Qi's intact hand held the safety button, The shattered part sank deeply into the flesh, but he couldn't feel the pain.

He didn't know how long this kind of life would last, so long that he felt that even if he died quietly in Qianjisi, no one would know if he died in Dazhou.

No one will ever care about him, regardless of freedom, regardless of life or death.

Qianjisi will throw the dead prisoners to the mass graves in the suburbs, where there are hyenas that feed on carrion.

In the end, this body will become gluttonous food, and the soul, which has nowhere to rest, will become a lonely ghost.

Lu Qi only knew that the moment he came out of Qianjisi, even his soul was a layer of gray and dark.

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The singer in Yaju changed again, Lu Qi didn't know how long she slept, this nightmare repeated itself, as if as soon as she fell into a dream, this black past would also sweep over her.

Push him into the abyss.

When Lu Yong came out from Yaju, Sister You from a distance saw her, and immediately came over wearing a champagne, and said with a smile, "Young Master, what are your orders?"

Lu Qi lazily stretched his body, took a bag of silver from Ruan Dao's hand and threw it into Sister You's arms: "All the musicians in these three days will be rewarded."

Sister You was holding the heavy bag in her hand, and she immediately smiled, and her smile was even more cordial: "I hope you will show me your face in the future."

Sister You's words were three points flattering and seven points sincere. After all, Lu Yong's face was there, even if the girls in the building could serve for one night without spending money, they would be honored.

Not to mention Lu Yong's generosity, but anyone who sings makes him happy will be rewarded.

After Lu Yong came out from Qianjisi, he returned to a house specially arranged for him. He said that he changed his living environment, but it was also a disguised surveillance.

After approaching the gate, looking at the spy Lu Qi who was pretending to be Qian Jisi outside the gate, he sneered coldly: "It's better to arrest me than to take me back. It's true to take care of me every day."

Ruan Dao pursed his lips, lowered his head and made no answer.

He was picked up by Lu Yong on the street two years ago, and since then he has nowhere to go, so he is willing to follow Lu Yong.

The long night is long, and there is silence everywhere. All the waves are the tranquility hidden under the peaceful appearance.

On the second day, Lu Yong came to Prince Tang's mansion as scheduled, but Zhou Tangyin had not yet come to court.

The housekeeper knew that Lu Yong had a good relationship with his prince, so he took the lead to lead him into the cold room, "Master, take a rest, my prince will still be in the palace."

After Zhou Tangyin walked out of the palace gate, she received the news from the butler, and hurried back to the house in a carriage.

Lu Yong waited for a while before waiting for someone to arrive. Zhou Tangyin's official uniform was not changed, and he strode towards the cold room with big strides. Just as Lu Yong was about to salute, he was pulled up.

Zhou Tangyin was very close to Lu Yong, raised the other's jaw with one hand, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked carefully at the other's face: "I heard that you played in Hualou for three days, and how many singers fell down?" , Singing every night is so good, Mr. Lu! If I don't send someone to invite me, how long will I have to play?"

These words are frivolous and ambiguous.

Lu Qi ignored his rambunctious words, rolled his eyes silently, tilted his neck and turned his head to free his chin, pushed the person aside with one hand, creating a gap, and said, "Go and change your clothes first. heat."

"Tsk, Lu Lang is so unfeeling." Zhou Tangyin also felt that the clothes were tight against his skin, and he chuckled lightly, not as if he was joking just now: "Just wait for me to go back."

When Zhou Tangyin came again, he was wearing a minimalist uniform. He took out a porcelain bottle from his cuff and handed it to Lu Qi: "Eat it, my heart is so empty, don't make it to the territory of Dachu and die on the road!" gone."

Lu Qi didn't have any doubts, took the porcelain bottle as usual, swallowed the pills in it with water, and said: "I'm looking for someone to ask me to come, isn't it just to deliver medicine?"

Hearing this, Zhou Tangyin's hands hidden under his sleeves shrank for a moment, and soon returned to normal. He showed a very shallow smile: "It's really something. The team has been selected this time, and Guan Mian is also there. , you have to be careful."

The effect of the medicine in the porcelain bottle was exerted quickly, and the faint pain hidden in the meridian was quickly suppressed. Lu Qi leaned lazily on the stool, his slender legs crossed, and his tone was full of carelessness: "If he didn't kill me in Qianjisi, then he has no chance."

"You want to kill him on the way?!"

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The author has something to say:

"The desolate Zhou Tingzai went to the wine shop, with a slender waist and light hands.

Four years passed away like a dream, and won the honorable name of the brothel. "

It is adapted from Du Mu's "Reminiscence"

——The wine shop in the south of the Yangtze River, with a slender waist and light hands.Dreaming of Yangzhou once in ten years, won the honor of being a brothel.

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