Saying this, Cheng Tingzhen seemed to have unloaded a thousand pounds of burden, sighed, but his face gradually recovered. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since there is only one way to go in front of you, you can only go on like this, and it is useless to think too much.

Mr. Liu stared at him, and felt a little sad in his heart.

He raised his hand and pinched the corner of his forehead, then lowered his eyes and said: "The servant knows that the matter of Huang Baipi is worth the loss, and this is the servant's fault." ”

This matter affected the surnames Huo and He. Inexplicably offended the He family, it is already confusing, Huo Zhijian is in charge of the future of the county's scholars, and the Cheng family, who was picked out by him, will have a worse time in the future.

As soon as he thought of this person, Mr. Liu frowned, and his heart was extremely troubled.

This person is not soaked in oil and salt, and his face is awe-inspiring and righteous, and his behavior is staggering, like a stubborn stone with eight smooth sides, and he can't start. These days, he has been thinking hard about how to pull down this person, but he has never been able to get the point.

"Sir, don't blame yourself. Cheng Tingzhen's voice came, and his tone was very gentle: "The decision on this matter is up to me, and Mr. also said at the time that this plan may not come to fruition, it is my insistence on going my own way, and it is also the will of God to have this result." He sighed as he spoke.

Hearing this, Mr. Liu turned around from the window, faced Cheng Tingzhen, and said solemnly: "Lang Zhongling's grace of not being responsible, the servant should remember it, and he will report it later!"

Cheng Tingzhen hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and said in a harmonious voice: "The past is over, Mr. doesn't have to mind." After finishing speaking, he pointed to the letter on the case: "Time is pressing, let's talk about this matter." ”

Mr. Liu already had a plan in his heart, so he said in a deep voice at this time: "This appointment is made by the servant, and Lang Zhongling does not have to be involved in danger in person." ”

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Tingzhen raised his head suddenly, and the blood on his face faded cleanly.

"Sir...... Why do you say this? Could it be that it is still for Huang Baipi?" his voice trembled slightly, and even his lips trembled slightly.

Mr. Liu didn't deny it, and nodded solemnly: "Yes, the servant's plan is wrong, and he should remedy it!"

"Absolutely not!" Cheng Tingzhen's face turned pale, and he flicked his sleeves and said categorically: "How can Mr. be in danger? If Mr. goes, how can I deal with myself?"

Mr. Liu had expected that he would object, so he smiled at this time and said gently: "Lang Zhongling, don't worry, please listen to me." ”

His tone was still the usual calm, and there was a solemnity on his plain face: "I have thought about it many times, and this matter can only be left to me." On the one hand, Lang Zhongling is an official body, and he is the lord of Lang, so he should not act rashly; second, I think Lang Zhongling's plan at this time should be to assign a few guards to handle this matter. However, in my opinion, those guards are all rough people, and do not understand the trick of this, and if they act wrongly, is it not a big mistake? Therefore, this matter can only be done by me. ”

He said it in great detail, and the reasons were sufficient, but Cheng Tingzhen's face was still pale, and he shook his head: "No, never." His voice fluttered slightly, and his face was full ......of self-reproach: "This is my fault, why should Mr. be responsible?"

"Lang Zhongling!" Mr. Liu interrupted him suddenly.

Cheng Tingzhen was startled, raised his eyes, but saw that Mr. Liu was solemn, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Lang Zhongling, Huang Baipi's matter is the fault of the servant, the servant wants to make the merit, and I hope that Lang Zhongling will be fulfilled!"

"Sir......" Cheng Tingzhen took two steps forward and stretched out his hand to help, but Mr. Liu stepped back and said solemnly: "Please let Lang Zhong order the servant to make the merit for his crimes, otherwise, the servant will no longer have the face to serve the public." ”

Cheng Tingzhen was stunned, and after a while, Fang took two steps back and sat down in the chair.

Mr. Liu's attitude is so resolute that it is impossible to talk about it.

An oppressive silence lingered in the room.

After a long time, Cheng Tingzhen looked up to the sky and sighed, stood up, stepped forward to hold Mr. Liu's arm, and said miserably: "Sir...... Since my mind has been decided, I ...... Be compliant. ”

The words seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, and they sounded particularly sluggish.

Mr. Liu was helped up by him, and then he arched his hand and said, "Without further ado, the servant will go." ”

Cheng Tingzhen's face turned pale, nodded, and smiled reluctantly: "Sir, be careful." ”

He knew in his heart that if he resolutely refused to let Mr. Liu go, the other party would be ashamed of Huang Baipi's incident, and he would be even more uncomfortable in front of him, so it would be better to fulfill his wish.

After concentrating, Cheng Tingzhen cheered up, solemnly summoned a few guards, instructed them to protect Mr. Liu, and repeatedly told Mr. Liu that if there was a slight mistake, he would return immediately.

Mr. Liu responded, and seeing that the hour was not early, he took a few guards, and took advantage of the fact that the thief was being interrogated in front of him, and there were not many guards at the post station, quietly opened the back door of the post station, and went straight to Liuhuadu.

This post station is located on the main road, Mr. Liu has traveled back and forth between Qingzhou and Dadu many times, and has also enjoyed the scenery in front of the Liuhua Ferry, and has even boated on the lake, so he is quite familiar with the terrain here, so he led the way and led everyone forward.

At this time, it is almost midnight, the four fields are quiet, all the sounds are silent, the trees cover this way, the fragrance of acacia flowers comes to the nose, which makes people almost want to indulge. The grass traces the silhouette in the night, and the warm breeze of the spring night occasionally blows, making the sound of "brushing".

Fortunately, the clouds at this time were much thinner than before, revealing a hazy piece of moonlight, which could barely make people see.

Mr. Liu didn't dare to raise the fire, and the group just walked on the micro moon, and after about a quarter of an hour, they came to the ferry port of Liuhuadu.

In front of the ferry is a huge lake.

At this time, the moonlight was hazy, and the lake was as smooth as a fine silk, shining silver under the light moonlight, and the waves were sparkling, like a galaxy hanging upside down.

At this time, Mr. Liu had no intention of enjoying the scenery, so he only stretched his neck and looked at the locust forest next to the ferry.

The meeting place mentioned in the secret letter should be in the woods.

He looked at it, but saw the dark ground in the woods, like a monster of indiscernible shape, lying on the edge of the ferry. The night breeze swept across the water, rattling softly. There was no other sound, and no one came, except for the treetops in the wind, and the flowers and leaves swaying.

Mr. Liu was afraid that he had miscalculated the time, so he took the leak with him before he traveled, so he took it out and looked at it at the light, but saw that the leak was exactly the time, and it was exactly the same.

Could it be that the man did not dare to come out to meet him?

Mr. Liu had some doubts in his heart, stared at it, and then raised his voice slightly: "The servant has come here, and please meet." (To be continued.) )