Of All the Transmigrations, Why Am I a Prisoner?

The mountain breeze caresses gently, with the unique scent of vegetation, the bluestone pavement on the mountain road is not steep, and pavilions and attics can be seen along the road. According to Shen Yushu, these attics are only for viewing.

The horses hoofs dipped, and it took a while to reach the mountainside. Tianque Villa is located on the mountainside, built on the hillside, it can be said to be the Guidian orchid palace, and the exquisite embroidery and carving are amazing.

Li Changtian raised his head, leaned back slightly, and couldn't say anything other than lying.

Yan Shu suddenly said, "You sit forward."

"Ah... I'm sorry, I'm squeezing you?" Li Changtian hurriedly moved forward.

"That attic is the bookstore, this is the arsenal, and the one with the vermilion bird singing on the eaves is the place for banquets. This attic is turned back, and it is a mountain. There are tea gardens and hunting grounds in the mountain, and it is also my home. The attic on the right It's called Liuchang, and there is a hot spring bath inside." Shen Yushu pointed one by one and introduced them to Li Changtian and Yan Shu.

He kept talking for a while, but couldn't finish introducing the attic.

Yan Shu looked around and found that Tianque Villa was built across mountains and valleys. A wooden overpass was built between the two mountains. There were many guards near the bridge, and they seemed to stop.

Yan Shu asked Shen Yushu, "Excuse me, Mr. Shen, is the other side of this overpass also Tianque Villa?"

"Ah?" Shen Yushu glanced at Tianqiao, "Yes, I haven't been to the opposite side."

"You haven't been?" Yan Shu asked suspiciously.

"Yeah." Shen Yushu nodded, "My father said that the opposite is the mausoleum, please don't go there."

Yan Shu nodded, turned his head to look at the overpass, opposite the wooden trestle overpass, the mist was shrouded in mist, and the corners of the attic eaves like bird wings were faintly visible.

"Come here." Shen Yushu threw the reins on his horse, urging Yan Shu to follow.

When the three walked to the front of the villa, they saw an arch bridge made of white marble on the ground. There were railings carved with cloud patterns on both sides of the arch bridge. Shen Yushu got off the horse and said, "It's the main pavilion further ahead."

Yan Shu and Li Changtian dismounted after them. There were many guards with knives along the road. Seeing the three of them dismount, the two guards hurried over, saluted the three, and prepared to take the horse away.

"Wait." Shen Yushu stopped a guard, took the knife from his waist, and handed it to Yan Shu and Li Changtian, "Look."

Li Changtian and Yan Shu took a look and saw that a piece of cloud pattern gold foil was attached to the hilt of the guard's long knife.

"Yeah, the same, right?" Shen Yushu asked.

Yan Shu frowned and nodded.

"Ah... so common? It's hard to find clues." Li Changtian sighed.

Shen Yushu threw the long knife back to the guard: "Let's go and show you."

Young Master Shen was full of energy, and took the two of them to visit Tianque Villa for a day. From the study to the Yanke Pavilion, he showed them all kinds of treasures.

Li Changtian's eyes were dull and his expression was numb: "Why am I here? Why am I here..."

Yan Shu grew up in the Imperial Physician Hall of the Imperial Palace, and had seen the luxury and wealth of the royal family, so he was only slightly surprised, but did not sigh much.

He calmly and calmly kept in mind the places where the cloud patterned gold foil was found in Tianque Villa, and quietly observed every passing guard.

Although Yan Shu had never seen the faces of other men in black except for the man who looked exactly like Li Changtian, but because they had fought each other, if they met, Yan Shu felt that he should be able to identify them by their body shape.

Shen Yushu was chatting all the way, very noisy, but Yan Shu was not affected at all.

It's a pity that Yan Shu didn't get any useful clues after following Shen Yushu around Tianque Villa for a whole day.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, the three of them were also tired.

Shen Yushu held a banquet in the Linchuan Pavilion, which was facing the Lingjiang River in Baidi City, leaning on the railing and looking at it.

Shen Yushu brought the good wine, opened the jar, unpacked it, and filled it up for the two of them: "Try it! This is the best wine from the Western Regions!"

Li Changtian took a sip of the wine, only to feel the lingering fragrance, and said with emotion: "Wow, it's really delicious."

"Right, right." Shen Yushu giggled, "Yan Shu, try it!"

Yan Shu didn't like drinking, but he didn't want to spoil the two of them. He swallowed it whole. Although he couldn't taste it, he nodded and praised lightly, "Good wine."

Shen Yushu filled the wine cups for the two of them again and said, "Drink, drink, drink."

Yan Shu picked up the wine, only to feel that the wine just now was still in his throat, astringent and spicy, which made his throat uncomfortable, and the glass in his hand was a little difficult to swallow.

Yan Shu slowed down, took a deep breath, and was about to drink when suddenly someone grabbed his wrist, preventing him from moving.

Yan Shu was stunned and looked up.

Li Changtian looked at him and smiled, "If you don't like drinking, don't drink it." After that, Li Changtian took the wine in Yan Shu's hand, drank it all at once, and drank it for him.

Li Changtian raised his head, because he drank in a hurry, a little clear wine passed from the corner of his mouth, across his chin, dyed his shirt, and there was a faint mark.

After drinking the glass of wine, Li Changtian licked the corner of his mouth, sighed a good wine, and then turned to look at Yan Shu, a wanton smile evoked at the corner of his mouth.

Yan Shu was stunned.

Jiang Feng caressed, and the young man in white leaned against the railing, sang to the wine, sparsely madly drunk, and drank to Jianghai.

Yan Shu suddenly remembered that when he was thirteen years old in the drizzling early spring, he was sitting at his desk and studying calligraphy when he suddenly heard gongs and drums shaking the sky and suona playing a happy tune.

He walked out of the courtyard curiously and stood at the door. He saw the red makeup and the sound of firecrackers. A red sedan chair was carried by eight people. The officials at the head were dressed in happy clothes, tied with big red flowers, and rode a tall horse. Thanks to my parents and folks.

A lame old road passed by and shouted a few words.

The young Yan Shu listened for a long time, but did not understand what the lame old man said.

But now, Yan Shu looked at Li Changtian and suddenly understood.

That day, the lame old man shouted.

World, happy.

But once.

But better than today.

Blindfolded in red, unable to see through the hustle and bustle.

Three thousand blue silks are all troubled, but because of one person, they are happy.