Back Off, Let Me Come

Shen Tang fiddled with the dying wick of the lamp.

Adding lamp oil to the lamp with a small spoon, he said as if chatting: "Hey, Wangchao, why do some people think that 'it's better to die than to live', but some people can scare themselves to death? As long as Qiu Qiu Wen Yan shamelessly went back in a big way, how could Qiu Dalang blatantly treat him harshly? Let alone kill him. If he wallows in mischief and refuses to be escorted back tomorrow, and drags him until his classmates bring him ransom money, he can still live..."

Just have a thick skin.

Gu Chi gave the answer: "It depends on your personality."

Qiu Cheng's character destined him to be forced to death.

"My Lord, I'm afraid he doesn't know much about Qiu Cheng's childhood experience. He was born in the Qiu family, a well-known family, and the Qiu family's famous name brought him far more burden than glory. Outsiders think that children of aristocratic families should wear bright clothes and spend a lot of money, but they don't know that Qiu Cheng has a lot of money. He was shy, and he refused to show his shyness and cry for poverty, so he could only hold on. Over time, something got deep into his bones."

The more elaborate Qiu Cheng's external packaging is, the more praise he wins, and the higher he is elevated, the less able he is to face the embarrassing reality.

Gu Chi said quietly: "Proud and inferior, confident and arrogant. He cannot and will not beg for his life to his lord. He is also a loser. Let him face the ridicule of his tribe and the charity of his brother Qiu Dalang. It would be better to die. Clean."

"For such a person, it is more difficult to live than to kill oneself."

Shen Tang neatly put the spoons away, put the lamp back to its original place, picked up the letter on the top of the desk and opened it: "When Wen Yangong heard that his brother did not remember his past grudges and repaid them with kindness, he sent him a ransom to buy his freedom. I thought about my past, felt ashamed, and drew my sword to kill myself tonight...I wonder if Qiu Dalang was sad or happy when he heard the news?"

Gu Chi: "It's not important."

The important thing is that Qiu Fumiyan died and the money was obtained.

"Yes, I have an explanation for Gong Xiqiu."

This guy looks dumb when he smiles, as if he is innocent and harmless, but don't forget that his courage totem is a snake. Qiu Cheng opened the microphone passionately on the city tower to greet the Gongxi Qiu people. This guy will always remember it. Before the injury healed, he wanted to kill Qiu Cheng with his own hands. It's just that Qiu Cheng was already Shen Tang's prisoner, so he had scruples so he didn't do anything extreme.

When sending him away, he still talked about Qiu Cheng's head. When he heard Shen Tang said that he would find a way to kill Qiu Wenyan after getting the ransom money, he reluctantly gave up. Qiu Cheng does not necessarily have to die, but if Shen Tang needs to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, he must die.

You have to die, but you can't die because of Shen Tang.

Just after reading two lines of words, panicked footsteps came from outside the conference hall. Before he could catch his breath, the little official who arrived saluted and said, "My lord, Mr. Wen Yan committed suicide, and the doctor was unable to save him by then."

Snap!

Gu Chi was so "shocked" that he let go and smashed the letter on the table.

After a breath, the clerk heard his master's calm response: "I understand, did Mr. Wen Yang leave any last words?"

The clerk replied: "Gong Wenyan ordered his wife to remarry."

Shen Tang paused while holding the slip.

"...I can barely be considered a sweetheart." Some leaders of forces were defeated and feared that their women would be tainted by others, so they took them underground with a sword and became a ghost couple. In comparison, what Qiu Fumiyan did was still a personal matter.

"Lord, is this going to be a funeral?"

It took Gu Chi a while to "calm down".

Shen Tang pondered for a moment before speaking: "Let's mourn. Quickly order people to set up the mourning hall, make the cause and effect known to the public, and allow Wen Yangong's old ministers to come to pay their respects. After the seven-day mourning period is over, escort his relatives to support the spirit and return to his hometown, where the fallen leaves will return to their roots. "

The funeral hall was quickly decorated.

Qiu Cheng's old ministers who were still in Xiaocheng received the news that their old master had committed suicide that night. They had known Qiu Cheng for less than a year or two and knew his temper well. He can do this. Everyone didn't know the details of Shen Tang's request to the junior official, so they didn't become suspicious. After hearing that Shen Tang allowed them to go to mourn, some left immediately, while the rest waited until daytime or didn't come at all.

White flags were hung everywhere in Tangyuan.

When everyone arrived, Qiu Cheng's body had been disposed of. The eldest lady put him into his favorite clothes and applied a light amount of powder. She even used an embroidery needle to carefully sew up the deep scar on his neck, making it invisible. pins. Qiu Cheng closed his eyes tightly and clasped his hands on his chest. At first glance, he looked like a stranger. But the eldest lady, who had worked so hard for this, looked more like a dead person.

Qiu Cheng's children knelt on the ground.

The youngest ones didn't know what happened, and the oldest ones knew whether they were alive or dead. Their expressions showed confusion and fear about the future, and the middle ones cried loudly. Several old ministers who came over saw this and burst into tears. The eldest lady knows them all.

The voice was harsh: "Wenyan has gone and gone cleanly, and he doesn't want to drag you down. Why do you come here?"

Some of them refused to surrender to Shen Tang and could only wait for the redemption money to be delivered. Some of them could not wait for the redemption money and could only roll up their sleeves to earn working hours. Some of them had already changed careers. Especially the latter, they are not afraid of arousing Shen Tang's suspicion when they come here?

"What are you talking about, mistress? Who is afraid of this?" The person who spoke was a burly man, and he was also the only courageous warrior among the people who put down his body to earn working hours. Because I sleep in Datongbu every day, my body still smells like fermented sweat. When he received the news, he summoned his war horse and galloped over, "My lord, why is it like this?"

Keeping the green hills, you don’t have to worry about running out of firewood!

The eldest lady's eyes were red, she wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and said feebly: "His temper is so...how can he be persuaded?"

Young couples understand each other best.

"Oh, my lord... I should have known, I should have known it would be the last time..." The burly man blamed himself, wiping tears on the back of his hand, "I would never argue with my lord... I would say such harsh words..."

The eldest lady interrupted him: "Let's burn some incense."

The "dispute" he spoke of happened not long ago.

Miao Shu's body was left to dry in the courtyard of Tangyuan for five or six days, with no one paying attention to it. He accidentally learned the news from his old colleagues, and with a bad temper, he rushed over and asked Qiu Cheng when he was so cold and ruthless. Not to mention that Miao Shu was once his former minister and even Qiu Cheng's concubine. How could they be considered husband and wife? Not even worthy of a thin coffin after death?

How could Qiu Cheng bear such questioning?

Dang even said that this was a family matter, and Miao Shu was a wife, her status was sensitive, and how she dealt with it had nothing to do with her husband. He also said that Shen Tang's move had a deeper meaning, and he couldn't mess around with his current situation. The burly and strong man didn't listen to these roundabout things. He didn't even have a mourning hall. He left the person in the courtyard and was watched by people coming and going every day. It was a shame and a shame!

The burly and strong man raised his sword and said angrily: [The female monarch has a life-saving grace for her humble position, how can she watch such a miserable life behind her? Since the lord doesn't want to take risks, he takes the initiative from his humble position! All the consequences will be attributed to Shen Jun! 】

At that time, he was very angry with Qiucheng for being cowardly and cold-blooded.

Nowadays, people are dead and the lights are out, so they can no longer care about these things.

Everyone came to offer incense one after another, and one of them stood out. He was limping and his right hand was hanging on his chest. Looking at his face, it was obvious that he was deficient in energy and blood, probably from a serious injury that had not yet healed. He struggled to burn incense for Qiu Cheng and asked his servants for a futon to prepare for his old master's wake.

The eldest lady hurriedly said: "Sir, it's inconvenient, but..."

He refused: "It doesn't matter."

The eldest lady had no choice but to agree.

He asked: "Why did Wen Yangong suddenly develop a desire to live or die?"

The eldest lady repeated what she had said many times with a numb expression. The other people who came to pay their respects all expressed their condolences to her, but only this person continued to ask: "Madam, can you tell me in detail the content of the message that the little official sent?"

The eldest lady was puzzled, but still did as she was told.

The scribe chewed the eldest lady's reply several times.

He lowered his eyebrows and showed little emotion.

The eldest lady asked: "C-is there something wrong?"

The scribe shook his head: "...No."

After the two of them exchanged a few words, a message came from outside Tangyuan, saying that the governor of the county, Shen Tang, had come to express his condolences. There was silence in the mourning hall for a moment until Shen Tang appeared in plain casual clothes. Gu Chi and Liao Jia accompanied each other, and Liao Jia rarely changed into a cyan blue straight skirt.

Everyone saluted.

Everyone: "I've met Mr. Shen."

The lame scribe said: "I have met my lord."

"You don't need to be polite." Shen Tang returned the courtesy, ignoring the awkward atmosphere in the air, and turned around to comfort the eldest lady in a deep voice, "Madam, please forgive me. If Wen Yangong is still alive, I don't want my lady to be so hurt. Affection."

The eldest lady made a blessing ceremony.

No matter what other people thought, Shen Tang lit the incense, looked at Qiu Cheng in the coffin, and said with some self-reproach: "Although I did not kill Boren, Boren died by me. The world is uneasy, wars are still going on, and all living beings Everyone is suffering... Wen Yangong, have a safe journey."

As the victor, Shen Tang doesn't need to say too many words, which can easily attract hatred. Gu Chi and Liao Jia also lit up the incense, and Gu Chi listened to everyone's voices expressionlessly.

The contents were mostly sarcastic remarks such as "Come to the mourning hall to watch a joke" and "Fake mercy at this time". Some people also whispered, "In the underworld, I have such a good friend. Really? False?".

Gu Chi remained calm.

Take the opportunity to focus your attention there.

The scribe's right hand was hanging on his chest, expressionless.

He had some impression of this person.

Then he winked at Liao Jia.

The two of them were in the circle of friends who were praying for good things. They had the same affinity and had a natural understanding. Liu Jia understood it and glanced at it secretly. He had an impression of this lame scribe. It was said that he was the literary scribe who Qiu Cheng relied on the most, but he was also the first to change his family.

The lord asked him if he was willing to use him for his own use, and the other party agreed without thinking for long. However, the injury was too serious and he was still recovering from his injuries, so he did not report to the official office. Liao Jia and Gu Chi sent a message into the secret: "What's wrong with this person?" 】

Gu Chi said what he heard.

Liao Jia heard Gu Chi's doubts and said again: "Didn't you personally check him?" Just such a sentence can only show that he has a good relationship with Qiu Wenyan, but it does not mean anything. If you are worried, find a chance to let him go peacefully! 】

Gu Chi: [……]

Gu Chi couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly.

[When did you say you wanted to take his life? If he dies, how can Qiucheng's former subordinates who have surrendered truly feel at ease? Let’s see again. 】

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Yesterday I happily took a shower. I caught a bitter cold this morning. When I was typing, I was still dizzy and my head hurt.

PS: Although I will not kill Boren, Boren will die by me. In the netherworld, I have lost this good friend! ——Book of Jin

PPS: Don’t you think the plot of Xu Ke in the first life of the Empress is also pretty cool? (Ahem, this sentence is for old readers. New readers should treat it as a surprise and look forward to the knife... ah no, little candy bar.)

PPPS: Do you feel that the chapters have been a little longer lately? Hey, Shiitake is slowly looking for update status. After confinement, we will work hard to stabilize the two-in-one update...