Jing Zhao wants to refuse, so how can he know his every move as if he had been predicted by this little girl? The other party looked down at him in the cloister and suddenly pulled out a small piece of silk from his sleeve and slowly wiped his sweat.
That silk flower … is a four-sided pattern!
This man knows he’s looking for someone! !
Jing Zhao immediately nodded, "Good for you!"
[It is said that many people are anxious to urge Lian Heng to appear on the stage. Although they know that everyone is worried about Zong Jin, some readers may really want to see Lian Heng explain a little bit. The hero of "White Give" is Zong Jin, not a double man. Readers who have seen Maodubie may know better that Maodubie was born with his mother in Dongting. This tragic experience is Zong Jin’s personal experience. He has to overcome these tests. Besides, if Zong Jin can rely on Hector even himself, he won’t believe anything but get into trouble, and everyone won’t like Zong Jin. Even so, he will arrive in chapter three or five.
By the way, there won’t be a fifth volume, and the fourth volume is the last volume. I hope everyone can be patient.
Some time ago, the update was very unstable because of physical reasons. Of course, there were also games on the way. I took the time to play for a while and made everyone wait. I kowtowed to apologize.
[Yu Timeline] White gives me a long time. I have a simple reason here. Last autumn, Wei Chilan died and turned into Zongjin. At the same time, Wei Chi and Sima Taifu were pregnant. The audience was in the first month of the first month, when Sima Taifu was pregnant for six months. The battle in Zongban was from the end of the month to the end of February. Now it is March. Zongjin recovered from his illness after entering the Dongting for about ten days. Jing Zhao rode while looking for ten days. There may be some discrepancies in the description of the time, but in general, it is too long for nothing. It is estimated that 35w is now 54w. You are welcome to make a bug, but I hope you will bear with me if you are not so strict about the hairy belly.
Thank you]
Chapter one hundred and sixty Quarry ()
Entering the brothel has already made Jing Zhao fidgety. He was led into the brothel by the page, and he is uncomfortable everywhere. It seems that there are 1000 ants crawling around and calling him restless.
The page warmly invited him to enter the door, then picked up the nameplate hanging by the door and carefully closed the door for them.
There is also a difference in style between the room and the outside. The lantern paper is pink, and everything is stained with an ambiguous taste.
Xianer-it should be called for a long time-he looks naturally dressed in a light blue shirt with soft hair hanging behind his head with a red rope. After a long time, he slowly pours tea into the teapot and raises his hand at Jingzhao for a moment, then gestured, "The guest officer invites tea."
"…" Jingzhao swallowed and said bluntly, "Have you seen Zongjin? I’m here …" "My guest, have a cup of tea first and I’ll chat with you slowly after a long night."
Jingzhao is not stupid. Listen to his words and you will know that walls have ears.
He can hold back his eagerness and quickly walk to the front of the table and gulp the steaming tea. "… how can we talk?"
After looking up at the door for a long time, I lowered my eyes and said, "It is of course a couch chat to talk here."
“！” Jingzhao immediately got goose bumps, hurriedly motioning with his hand to explain "I’m that what I’m not that what …"
But for a long time, he caught his hand. "… the guest officer needs to wait on everything for a long time."
Since Jing Zhao entered the door, his words have been polite and ambiguous for a long time, and every sentence seems to imply; But Jing Zhao can see that this person’s eyes are not right, and there is no such intention.
Jingzhao pondered for a moment and was dragged to the bed for a long time.
Xianer’s strength is not great, but there is a toughness in the movement, which seems to say, "You should do as I say." Jing Zhao was pushed to the couch by him, and he himself followed the kneeling couch to loosen the bed curtain hooks on both sides.
Slightly transparent tulle hanging two people in an ambiguous situation.
Jing Zhao panicked again. "You don’t mean to say that I have to take care of your business first, first, first …" "You’re late" knelt down beside him for a long time, and the sound pressure was extremely low. "He has been sent away after committing a crime."
"What? ! ……？” Jingzhao exclaimed and suddenly covered his mouth for a long time.
"Shh!" said Xian Er, raising her eyes to look out and raising her tone. "Do you like this or this?"
Jingzhao was all tense and understood what he meant-but when he understood it, his face was red and his ears were burned for a long time, so he held his mouth and leaned closer and said in a low voice, "Yesterday, the official saw Zongjin and picked his first night card."
“？ ? ？” Jingzhao stare big eyes.
"… your peace of mind is that the officer didn’t get good" for a long time and then said, "He bit the guest Liu Ye and gave him a good beating; Later, I somehow angered Liu Ye and was sent to the quarry that night. People didn’t die. People like us went to the quarry to die, which is these two days. "
-he knew that his brother would never understand what "flexibility" meant when he was reduced to a place like this.
-why did he come a day late?
Jing Zhao frowned and pulled away for a long time and asked, "Where is the quarry?"
"Yong Men Jun wants to build a new palace. There is a place on the outskirts of the south of Wucheng that produces white stone. Anyone who commits a crime and violates the regulations will be sent to the quarry and will never leave … maybe the palace will let them go after it is completed … but who knows when the palace can be built …"
"… I see," said Jing Zhao. "But what are you telling me?"
"I know that today, when Hector even called the first suspection.i the second" for a long time, he took out the piece of cloth embroidered with four ribs from his arms again. "Zongjin is Hector even’s family, and he always wanted to run, so I guessed that someone would come to save him."
"… you are not too clever," said Jing Zhao. "Clever people are full of tricks."
This is what Wei Chilan taught him when he was 14 or 15.
Look him in the eye for a long time and say, "Of course I won’t do good for no reason."
"What do you want to do …"
"If you save him, if he is free," his eyes flashed for a long time. "You have to repay me for saving me from Zhiyuan Street."
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The next day, Zong Jin followed 167 like a walking corpse. Was he active or lazy when they were working in the quarry? None of the guards and stewards in the quarry paid any attention to him, as if he had been here for many years, both skilled and obedient.
At noon and at night, even when I was a child, I could get two or three white-flour steamed buns, but Zongjin had rice soup. He simply didn’t lead others or squatted down to eat, and he sat on the stone with his hair hanging down.
He is not in a bad temper or hunger strike, or he thinks rice soup tastes bad; The problem is that he has no appetite and his stomach is burning with hunger. Looking at those things, he doesn’t feel like eating at all. If he doesn’t go there again, he will starve to death first if he is killed by the steward.
"… do you not like rice?" Seeing Zongjin sitting alone in 167, he said, "I still have half a steamed bread … Don’t tell others."
YiLiuQi block in front of him will be half a steamed bread hidden in the shadow.
Zong Jin didn’t look up at the steamed bread, and he didn’t look at it. It seems that he doesn’t know what it means to be cold, and he doesn’t care about facial meaning like those adults. He just spread his hands and held the steamed bread and then said, "If you don’t eat it, you will die."
“……”
Chapter one hundred and sixty-nine Half a steamed bread
There is such a child in this room, Zong Jinyi. as one pleases knows it is him.
Say it’s a child, but it’s not what 167 is. I’m still ignorant at the age of eleven or twelve; Although he is thin, I can still see that he should be fourteen years old. His sleeping place is opposite Zongjin. When he looked over there, he saw a thin shadow crawling towards him and tiptoeing.
It was so dark in the cave that he couldn’t see the shadow clearly. He ran to his side and didn’t dare to sit directly and crouch close to him. "… I haven’t eaten the steamed bread yet."
167 spoke very quietly for fear of waking others.
As soon as he was ready, he squatted outside where a ray of light came in, and Zong Jin watched him take it out in his arms like a rag steamed bread. In that ray of light, he could vaguely see some dust. When Zong Jin saw the steamed bread at noon, he took it and asked him if he wanted to eat it, or he accidentally knocked it off before getting the dust.
The 167 also seems to know that steamed bread stained with ash makes people lose their appetite and hurriedly patted themselves. "I have photographed it several times to eat … or I can eat it by tearing off the outside layer …"
It’s just that in an instant, Zong Jin suddenly became hungry.
He is so hungry that his chest sticks to his back and his stomach is so hungry that if there is a cow in front of the fire, he will chase it directly.
ZongJin suddenly grabbed the steamed bread from the hand of the 167, which tube what dust is not dust so stuffed into his mouth. The 167 first came to my senses and then breathed a sigh of surprise and then said, "You will choke if you eat slowly …"
Zong Jin hung his eyes and chewed the steamed bread that was full of his mouth. I don’t know if it was because he was hungry for too long or because the steamed bread was too dry and astringent. He couldn’t swallow it. He couldn’t help retching, but he just didn’t vomit or chew it. Even if tears were forced to overflow, he still wouldn’t let go, as if he were fighting with this half of the steamed bread and he must eat it.
Look at him in 167. He quickly turned around and went to one side of the table to take the water out of the bowl and scoop the water in the jar.
"You drink water …"