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Chapter 83 Mangshan

Before the sun set among the clouds and the government office had not yet closed its doors, Qin Liang and others led a team of carriages and horses directly to Tingwei's Mansion.

At this time, the sun was interfered by clouds, and the light saturation was very high. It reflected on the faces of Yinci, Wang Kang, and Rao Dashan who were in the same car, as if a layer of scarlet dye had been applied to their faces, and their skin changed. It's red. This kind of light is like fire, full of passion.

Qin Liang took out a small copper bell, which he had picked up on the ground of the office building. He picked it up and shook it under the sunset, and it made another crisp and clear sound of "ding ding ding".

Several people heard the sound and were all attracted to it. After all, there was nothing to do on the carriage, and little things could arouse people's interest.

"This bell is for Yin's school affairs." Qin Liang said.

Yinci asked: "If you don't know the goods, what's the point?"

Qin Liang said: "It's not valuable, it's a very common thing."

Yinci smiled, and everyone had relaxed from their initial nervousness.

Qin Liang seemed to be still in the office, still reminiscing: "But you can keep it as a thought, shake it, and in the future you will be able to recall the passionate years when you were young and full of fighting spirit and unwilling to swallow your anger, and think of today. There is no helplessness in the things we have done, no sighs, only joyful hatred."

He looked down from the faces of the three people one by one, "In the official room that was filled with the smell of wine, meat, and blood, the light of the setting sun was as red as blood, spreading all over the room, with thick ink, and then there was the sound of broken skulls. The sound of cracking. Ding, ding, ding! The copper bells are also ringing. This is the sound of venting hatred and killing harm with one's hand. The stick is raised and dropped, and we die! The sound of the copper bells is laughing and praising us."

The faces of the three people were reddened either by the color of the sunset or by their emotions. Everyone's eyes were very bright.

Yinci reached out for the copper bell, held it in his hand and shook it. Then he glanced at Qin Liang and started shaking more and more urgently. The bell kept ringing in the carriage.

"When I heard this voice, what I thought of was Yin Mo's begging for mercy. Don't kill me. I'm still useful to you. If you have anything to say, please say it. Please spare my life." Yinci imitated the voice and sounded a bit like it, and was immediately amused. Several people laughed "hehehe" and the atmosphere was a bit weird and scary.

But compared to the people Yin Mo has hurt, this little ridicule is nothing.

A large group of people arrived at Tingwei Mansion. It was already late, but the door had not yet been closed. After hearing the news, Gao Rou came to the courtyard in person. Under the guidance of Qin Liang, Gao Rou opened the back curtain of a carriage. Seeing Yin Mo lying on the stretcher with his clothes tied up, he stepped forward and took a closer look.

Gao Rou still looked surprised. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he might not believe it. He blurted out: "Zhong Ming got rid of him in one day?"

Qin Liang frowned and said, "If a person like this lives one more day, he will commit one more sin."

Gao Judao: "It's a pity that I can't speak. It seems that I won't survive tonight."

Qin Liang said: "If the fight is not like this, it will not be easy for the servant to subdue him and it will not be easy for him to be taken out of the school affairs office. What did Gao Gong promise to the servant?"

Gao Rou thought for a while, then turned around and said happily: "Let him go and bring Wu Xin out."

Hearing this, Yinci froze on the spot. Qin Liang came to Tingwei Mansion to discuss business in the morning, but Yinci was not present. Qin Liang had been thinking about how to deal with Yin Mo before, so he didn't bother to talk.

After all, in Yinci's eyes, rescuing Wu Xin was "impossible" and even a visit to the prison was difficult to achieve. So Yinci looked shocked. He first looked at Gao Rou to see if he was joking, and then stopped at Qin Liang. Qin Liang saw from the corner of his eye that a sickly red color appeared on his face due to extreme excitement.

After waiting for a while, a young woman wearing prison uniform was brought over. She should be Wu Xin.

Wu Xin was dirty all over, her hair was disheveled and stained with straw shavings, there were scars on her neck, and there was even a whip mark on her chin under the corner of her mouth. But Qin Liang could tell at a glance that this woman's bones were very smooth.

.People say that beauty should look at the bones and not the skin. In fact, bones, flesh and skin all need to be looked at. Each one has its own advantages. If the body is too dry or too fat, it will not look good. But at least Wu Xin’s bones are really good.

It's just that she has been locked in there for a long time, and she must have suffered a lot from malnutrition. She looks very haggard, and her skin is pale and lackluster. What's a bit surprising is that she has become so thin, and she is quite broad-minded.

Qin Liang quickly saw her face through the messy hair. Her face shape was very good-looking. Her forehead was not full but quite flat, similar to an oval face, slightly wider and with almost no roundness in the lines; but her flatness was not very three-dimensional.

The rounded lines on his face were not good. The eyes were still bright, but as cold as ice, without any positive emotions such as a gentle smile. Qin Liang looked back at Yin Ci and felt that the two people must be related by blood.

"Brother." Wu Xin called out in a hoarse voice.

Yinci nodded vigorously, her voice choked with sobs: "Okay, okay, just come out. Get in the carriage, we'll leave here now and never come back."

Qin Liang bowed to Gao Rou and said goodbye, got into a carriage with Yinci and Wu Xin, and then said to the front: "Go back to the school affairs office."

Wu Xin didn't speak after getting in the car, and she didn't seem to look at Qin Liang, but she was definitely paying attention to the stranger.

Yinci said: "This is the school affairs officer of the school affairs office, Mr. Qin Zhongming. Your ability to come out is all thanks to the action of the prince."

Wu Xin didn't say anything, but raised her head slightly and stared at Qin Liang from her messy hair. This look was that of a ruthless person, at least not a mentality that an ordinary woman could have. Moreover, this woman dared to break into Sima Yi's house alone at night.

His courage is not that great.

"It's late autumn, and they still wear such thin clothes for you." Qin Liang said nicely, not caring about Wu Xin's rudeness at all. Seeing her starved body wearing thin clothes, it was indeed a bit pitiful.

Yinci immediately took off his robe and put it on Wu Xin.

Qin Liang took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped Wu Xin's chin wound, "The people in Tingwei Mansion are simply inhumane. Go back and clean it before applying medicine, otherwise it may fester."

Wu Xin didn't thank her. If she hadn't called her "brother" before, Qin Liang would have even thought that the girl was mute. The two seemed to be brother and sister, but they had the same last name, but Qin Liang didn't ask much. They might be cousins.

stop.

Yinci observed silently from the side, and then said apologetically: "She has such a temper, please don't blame me."

Qin Liang said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

Wu Xin suddenly spoke, her voice still hoarse, "I will stay with you for a few days before I sleep with you."

Qin Liang was stunned, looked at Yin Ci and said: "This..."

Yinci opened her mouth and hesitated, then finally said: "Don't get me wrong, Mr. Fu, Wu Xin doesn't need to live by her appearance. But she should feel that Mr. Fu has a life-saving grace and is interested in her, so she is willing to repay Mr. Fu in this way.

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Qin Liang said hurriedly: "I do seem to be too attentive, but it's a bit of a misunderstanding, and there is no blasphemy."

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became awkward.

A group of people arrived at the school affairs office. Qin Liang got off the carriage, looked around and said: "It's getting late, let's go on duty."

Everyone bowed and retired one after another, and their attitude was much more respectful than this morning. Qin Liang was about to change his carriage, when Yinci said: "Please come to the attic, the servant has something to say."

A few people came to the second floor of the attic again. The official house was very tall. Not only did it have a building, but it was also built on a high platform. Standing here, even the mountains outside the city could be vaguely seen in black.

Yin Ci said: "My servant swore that this life will be given to the Lord."

Qin Liang said: "Your life is of no use, and I don't want it either."

Yinci looked embarrassed and was stunned for a moment.

Qin Liang continued: "The most valuable thing you have is loyalty."

Yinci looked suddenly enlightened, pointed to the mountain shadow in the distance and said: "I point to Mang Mountain as proof. From now on, Yinci will only be loyal to Qin Zhongming. If there is any betrayal, a random sword will pierce his heart, he will die an untimely death, his soul will be scattered, and he will never be reincarnated."

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After he finished speaking, he knelt on the ground, facing the direction of Mang Mountain to the north, and performed a great ceremony of bowing his head.

The ancients took their oaths very seriously and believed in these things much more than people of later generations. If you swear like this, your credibility is extremely high.

Qin Liang waited for him to finish the whole ceremony, then hurriedly stepped forward to help him up and said: "Don't worry, I won't let you die. As long as we work together, we will be successful and famous in the future, and we will share wealth and honor."

Yinci said: "I am willing to follow the master of the mansion, and I will do whatever I want to do without hesitation."

Qin Liang smiled and glanced sideways at Wu Xin. She had already put on Yinci's robe neatly, even the belt was tied. It was just that the size was not suitable, and it still looked like a quilt. Fortunately, Wu

You must not be short, otherwise your robe will be dragged on the ground.

Yin Ci said: "I guarantee that Wu Xin is completely reliable. She is the kind of person who will give up her life for anyone who treats her with care. I feel more at ease if I let her follow the Lord. She only has one life, at least she will not be blamed."

People." When he said this, he smiled bitterly and said, "For people like us, don't we only have one life to be useful?"

Qin Liang thought for a while and didn't say much. He just said: "You haven't seen each other for so long. Let's go home first and get along with each other for a few days. Treat your sister well."

Yinci nodded and said, "Here."

Qin Liang glanced at the mountain shadow pointed by Yinci to the north. It was no longer visible at this time. When the sun went down the mountain, the brightness of the light dropped very quickly. He said: "I have to go home too."

"Best regards, Mr. Fu." Yinci's voice said.

Qin Liang didn't look back, and walked toward the stairs, raising his hand and waving back.

As he got on the carriage home, Qin Liang suddenly felt exhausted. He didn't want to think about anything or do anything. He leaned on the wooden board and even wanted to squint for a while. He stretched out his hand and pulled Shen Yi's clothes and exhaled longly.

Come in one breath.

Autumn is getting deeper and darker, and it does feel colder and colder.

Wang Lingjun is still at Wang's house, and Qin Liang is still planning to go to the palace to sleep tonight. It turns out that he has never disliked the courtyard given by Cao Shuang, but now without Wang Lingjun there, it seems like there is only an empty courtyard left.


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