Episs. 28: On the dew, He Yixi, when will you return it? 3

Leqi has not seen the sun for half a month. Whenever he wants to go out of the door, the two maidservants outside the door will push him back mercilessly. After several attempts, he finds that the two maidservants have unique skills. Unless they use spells, it is impossible to escape - and if they use spells, they will inevitably defect. The truth is that the prince is waiting for his defection.

He really didn't know what he had done wrong to cause the murder. Since he entered the royal palace, he was the only one who was the first to see. Except for the summoning method because he wanted to get the ghost-blooded boy, he didn't remember that he had any behavior that angered the master. Moreover, if Song Zhen wants to force the palace, it's like a broken arm without herself. He won't do such a stupid thing.

So Leqi stayed in the house very honestly all day. Three meals a day were delivered, and the pot was poured. In addition to not being allowed to move freely, there was no great inconvenience, and there was no need to deal with many strange questions of the prince, such as how to teach a person to die without leaving a trace. There are many ways for people to die neatly, but because there is a Wei Tanyi in the capital who is good friends with the prince, all the methods become impossible.

He clearly remembers the scene of seeing Prince Song Jing in the Han Cangge Library that day.

If you put aside the relationship with Song Zhen, Leqi is just a grassy citizen and has never seen the prince. Because his master usually shows disdain for this nephew, Leqi has always thought that the prince is also a reputation. At most, he can recite poems, which may not be Song Zhen's opponent. But when he really met, he understood why Song Zhen wanted to raise himself under the emperor's eyes.

When Song Jing pushed the door and entered, he thought he had been bumped into by a subordinate who came to clean up, and waved out without thinking about a charm. Who would have thought that the charm just hit Song Jing's chest with a slap, and it fell to the ground without a flash, becoming a piece of waste paper.

At that time, Song Jing stood straight, expressionless, and his eyes were frightened. In addition, the charm was invalid. It was not a person standing there, but some kind of zombie or fierce ghost. Leqi relies on his own skills and has never really been afraid of anyone for more than 30 years. Only on that day, Song Jing let him escape.

Perhaps this matter made Song Zhen suspicious. If he failed, he might become a kind of betrayal in the eyes of the master.

Suddenly, there was a voice outside the door. Before he reacted, he was restrained by the two maidservant who broke in the door. Song Zhen slowly stepped in with his hands behind his back.

"What is the prince going to do?" Le Qi didn't dare to struggle, but asked puzzledly.

Song Zhen looked at him for a while and waved his hand to let the two maidservant let him go. The maidservant with strong martial arts retreated aside. Even so, Le Zhai still stood still. He knew that the end of his courage to move must be wrong.

"I've wronged you these days." Song Zhen only said.

"The prince is serious. The prince is a reasonable person. There must be a reason for house arrest." This sentence is not only to save his life, but also to lead him to tell the reason.

Song Zhen was silent again and walked around the room, looking here and there. Le's life is unknown, and he still dares not move.

After some time, Song Zhen finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "How long do you need to prepare?"

Le Qi was stunned, immediately understood what he meant, and replied, "Anytime."

"Yes, that's good," Song Zhen nodded. "Recently, you'd better stay in your room and don't go out. The capital is very peaceful. Once you go out, I'm not sure I can protect you."

Speaking of this, Le Qi had fully understood. He was in high spirits and saluted Song Zhen: "But it's up to the prince!"

***

Who said that heaven rewards diligence, he studied hard for more than ten years in vain, and finally lost his name.

Count the more than 20 famous people on the list, nearly half of whom are high-ranking officials in the capital. No matter how much ink there is in their stomach, the value alone is a hundred thousand times higher than their own. The examiner is blind and dares not mistakenly judge them as falling.

Cui Yin felt that he was unlucky. It was not good to participate in the imperial examination in which year, but chose such a sad year that an immortal stopped him. Without those noble children, he promised that he would be able to get the title in the gold list!

When he got home, his wife just put on her face and occasionally complained about the injustice of the world. She immediately attracted a sarcasm, saying that he was not good enough to waste money. The two children in the family were waiting for dinner, and they would never give him to go to Beijing to take the exam in the future.

The two children in the family, the daughter is still in infuriating, but the son is already seven or eight years old. When he is young, he has already remembered things. Cui Yin felt very uncomfortable when the child saw him return. My wife has a strong personality, and I will definitely give him small shoes this time.

Unexpectedly, it's okay to wear these small shoes. He only went home for less than a month, and his wife repeatedly didn't give him food. She was in a hurry and turned her eyes. She blamed him for his lack of diligence and never got back a tael of silver. Why did he eat?

Cui Yin is a scholar, but after all, he is still a man. He was insulted by his wife riding on his head like this. He was angry twice, ten times and eight times. Under this fire, he unexpectedly wrote a divorce letter hastily and was proudly taken away by his wife.

As soon as his wife left, there was no rice to cook at home. The child was so hungry that he cried. He was a seven-foot man, and there was nothing he could do. After coaxing his daughter to sleep, Cui Yin went back to his room to see if there was anything valuable to take. At least a few steamed buns came back.

"Huh? This is..." A pair of pen curtains appeared in the big tile jar under the bed. I don't know who used it. The pen hair has fork, and it can no longer be used.

I changed the crock pot for some rice soup and steamed buns, and the meal of the day was settled.

After getting up the next day, Cui Yin touched his stomach and was hungry again, so he had to sell another one at home. He bought a bowl of bean powder and drank it separately. After all, it was not the way to go on like this. He thought about it and had no choice but to sell words for a living.

Because of the lack of fame, in addition to buying paper, you can only eat a steamed bun at a meal, and the life is getting worse and worse.

One day, the words were not sold, and the family couldn't open the pot. Cui Yin was so annoyed by his daughter that she really lost her temper, so she came to the desk, grabbed the pen and drew chicken, duck and fish on the paper, and cursed while drawing.

Unexpectedly, he just put his pen aside for a while. Someone knocked on the door and really brought the food.

Cui Yin looked at the roast chicken, roast duck and grilled fish on the table. It was like a dream, and he ate it with his son. When his daughter was crying, he remembered that there was another owner who couldn't eat meat. He came to the table with a fluke and drew another bowl of porridge. After a while, the neighbor really sent it over, saying that he heard the child crying and knew that they had no food to eat.

This pen - the old brush turned out of the crock, is definitely a magic pen! Cui Yin held back his ecstasy and washed it clean. Every [anti-ambiguity] hair was neatly arranged, so he carefully hung it at the head of the bed. He lay in **, but he couldn't think about it. If this is a magic pen, it will be found sooner or later. From now on, it's better to pretend to be illiterate, hide the pen, and take the child to a place far away from acquaintances.