It was late at night, and Shen Qianqiu, who was finally able to sleep in a room alone, couldn't sleep, and the murderous opportunities along the way made it difficult for him to sleep, and he always felt that something big was going to happen recently.

Since the Liu family dared to make a move, they must have relied on it, and they would die if they were a useless book, but if something went wrong with the few Shen family disciples in the court, it would really be a waste of their efforts.

Over the years, the head of the Shen family has worked hard to make the Shen family, who has seen the decline of the Shen family, go to great length, not only to give his life's understanding to Shen Qianqiu, who has the best roots, but also to spend several generations of family wealth to open up a secluded path for the Shen family in the court.

The path is far-reaching, as long as the Shen family can have a few more descendants with both talent and ability, even if it can't become a high-class family, it can be guaranteed for a hundred years.

Shen Qianqiu's cousin of the Shaozhuang faction is one of them, his ability is enough, but he has less qualifications, as long as he has enough time, he will be transferred to the frontier to experience and practice, and it is not out of reach to seal the wolf and the king.

Shen Qianqiu thought about it for a long time, and the more he thought about it, the farther he became, and finally he simply sat up, planning to read the book for a while.

As soon as the oil lamp was lit, a knock was heard outside the house.

"Who are these three watches in the middle of the night?"

Shen Qianqiu muttered, put on his coat and opened the door.

Outside the door, Wang Quanquan was drunkenly carrying a pot of wine and pouring it at the door.

Shen Qianqiu frowned when he saw this, and when he was thinking about how to move the other party back to the room, the guy actually got up by himself, and then he was not polite and went directly into his room.

He had just been scared by the other party once during the day, and Shen Qianqiu didn't dare to get angry, so he had to ask patiently:

"Wang Daxia, what are you doing in my room in the middle of the night?"

Wang Quanquan opened his mouth and burped, sat down at the table, patted the table and said:

"Come, drink with Lao Tzu."

"It's the middle of the night, and I'm going to have to hurry tomorrow."

Shen Qianqiu's face was full of reluctance, but her tone was still weak like a woman.

"Why, you don't want to?" The king's authority tilted his head, showing his ruffianism.

Seeing this, Shen Qianqiu only felt that his head was big for a while, sat down at the table with a wry smile, took a cup and said:

"Just one drink."

"Okay, I thought you didn't want to." Wang Quanquan muttered as he poured wine for the other party, "If you say you don't want to, I'll find someone else to drink." ”

Although his mouth was full of wine, his hands did not tremble at all when he poured the wine, but Shen Qianqiu on the other side trembled when he heard the words, crying and mourning, and suddenly remembered that the saint had said that he was mighty and unyielding, no wonder he couldn't become a saint.

"Xiaoqiu, life is short, fame and fortune are all fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, it will be a hundred years, everything is just a dream."

I don't know if the king's authority is old, but he started to drink and chatter like the Holy Emperor.

The scholar on the other side was surprised, the two had known each other for so many days, he had always thought that the other party was a simple-minded martial artist with well-developed limbs, and he didn't expect that he would have such a deep meaning when he opened his mouth.

Wang Quanquan raised his wine glass, and the corners of his mouth tugged and smiled:

"Everyone has their own troubles, I have everything, but I can't keep my beloved, what about you, from a wealthy family, what are your troubles?"

Shen Qianqiu hesitated, raised the wine glass and touched it with the other party, drank it all, and said lightly:

"What about being born into a famous family? still can't grasp his own fate, not even his own fate, let alone someone else's. ”

After that, he didn't need the other party to persuade him to drink, and he poured a glass again.

Perhaps, in the face of a person in the rivers and lakes who met in Pingshui, he can say those words that he can't say in ordinary times and his family.

The two of them drank a few glasses of wine, and they all said something that was not heart-wrenching, Shen Qianqiu's side was quite normal, and most of what he said was disputes in the family, the main room suppressed the side room, and the side room looked down on the concubine...... The level of complexity is not inferior to that of the palace inner garden.

Wang Quanquan was deeply concerned, and took the opportunity to talk about the affairs of the palace: the three women disturbed the huge mansion, how complicated the palace walls were, and the ghost story that he was about to rot.

Although Shen Qianqiu didn't believe it in his heart, he smiled very gracefully, secretly guessing that the other party might be a nurse in the palace, and maybe even a guard in the palace before.

As for the beloved person he can't keep in his mouth, eighty percent is a maid in the palace or a maid in the palace, and later the maid was photographed by the master, flew up the branch and became a phoenix...... In short, it's just some vulgar plots.

However, it is not easy for the other party to say so much to himself, and Shen Qianqiu has no intention of snooping too much on other people's privacy.

……

Before you know it, the night passes.

The next morning, when Shen Dagongzi woke up, he was sad to find that he had slept with that raunchy guy all night, and what was even more embarrassing was that this time the two not only slept in the same bed, but also hugged each other tightly.

In the morning, the shopkeeper who was in charge of delivering water pushed open the door and saw this scene, and the copper basin fell to the ground, and when the two went downstairs again, the eyes of the people around them became abnormal, and even more pointed and whispered there, obviously not saying anything good.

Shen Qianqiu was thin-skinned, and he was uncomfortable eating breakfast, and finally drank a few mouthfuls of porridge hastily, on the other hand, Wang Quanquan's appetite on the side was much better, and he spun a bowl of tofu brain plus four or five fritters, and asked for a drawer of xiaolongbao before leaving.

At the current speed, they can arrive in the capital in the evening, and the two of them don't need to be in such a hurry to walk.

Shen Qianqiu's face was ugly for a while, and then slowly eased up, but then he smelled a strange smell.

Even if he rode a horse far, this smell was still with him, he frowned and sniffed it, and found that the smell was actually coming from his body, no need to ask, it must have been too "intimate" last night, stained with each other's rancid smell.

Shen Qianqiu wanted to cry without tears, this time he was really dirty.

After waking up, the king's authority returned to silence, and he didn't take the initiative to speak along the way, and Shen Qianqiu on the side was also tortured by the smell of his body, and only occasionally said a word or two, and most of the replies he got were "um" and "oh".

The two of them relied on the drawer of buns for a full day, and finally arrived in the capital in the evening, Shen Qianqiu has been tempered all the way, and his ass has long been accustomed to the saddle, and after a day of hurrying, it is only slightly sore.

But this discomfort is nothing compared to the joy now, after all, he is still alive.

Wang Quanquan looked up at the word "Wangjing" on the tower of the city gate, and muttered:

"It's finally here."

Shen Qianqiu turned his head when he heard the words and looked at the man beside him.

At this moment, he suddenly had a feeling, the other party seemed to reveal a sadness all over his body, and this feeling was like nothing all the way, until he arrived in the capital, it became more and more obvious.

Shen Qianqiu once felt the same sadness in his grandfather, it was a kind of helplessness and a kind of regret, and he still remembers the scene at that time:

The old head of the Shen family sat in the house, looking at the juniors who were playing in the courtyard, and Shen Qianqiu sat opposite, quietly looking at the old ancestor.

There was no joy in the old man's eyes, but he blamed himself deeply, and after a long time, he sighed softly and said:

"It's Grandpa who is useless and hasn't been able to provide you with enough shade."

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