The male lead is crazy [Quick Transmigration]

No matter what Fu Chun thought, Wu Zhou didn't provoke him any more along the way. Not only that, it seemed that he really only regarded him as a guard, and the two of them shared a carriage at the beginning.

Because there is a coachman, he can sit in the carriage.

Later, Wu Zhou managed to get rid of the person Wu Xiangye sent to follow, and the two of them acted alone. Fu Chun was quite happy at first, but later he found a carriage, and the man was sitting in the carriage. He was... a coachman.

Wu Zhou was lying in the carriage and rented a very luxurious carriage. It was spacious, bright and comfortable. He was an official for ten years. Although his official position was not high at the beginning, he later held a high position. A lot of money.

Wu Zhou is not polite in his previous life, he will avenge his predecessor and kill Wu Xiangye sooner or later, since Fu Chun is definitely going to be promoted to be emperor in the future, then he will naturally become a popular person beside the emperor. He is also a great hero, so rewards are naturally indispensable.

At this time, there is no need to treat him and Fu Chun badly.Originally, he wanted to be followed, but he was afraid that it would be Wu Xiangye's people, so it was better for the two of them to act.

After Wu Zhou got rid of Wu Xiangye's people, he changed the faces of both of them. He was a young master, and Fu Chun became a handsome servant.

It had been a month since the two of them arrived outside Yangcheng, and Wu Zhou only had three months to make the male lead completely trust him.

Therefore, next, he will solve the matter of the fake King Yang as quickly as possible, and let the male protagonist see his sincerity. The male protagonist's family was ruined two years ago, and he is afraid that he still doesn't believe him very much.However, when he rectifies the name of King Yang and others, and exposes the real mask of the fake King Yang, then...how can the hero not believe him?

When Wu Zhou thought of how grateful the male lead would be to him at that time, and would repay him for the rest of his life by giving him high-ranking officials and giving him rewards... Wu Zhou was in a great mood.

Fu Chun moved the luggage to the inn room, and when he turned around, he saw the man staring at him with straight eyes, thinking of something, looking at him with a smile that made people... very strange.

If it was just a few days ago, Fu Chun would still think about it, but this month, he has gotten used to this man's strange behavior, saying that he has thoughts for him, but this month, the other party only treats him as a coachman, They were relentless in ordering them. Apart from orders, the two of them had no other interaction. This made Fu Chun more and more strange. Could it be...he misunderstood?

But if he didn't have a plan, why would he waste so much effort?

Or do you really just think that his father is a good prince and don't want good people to be wronged for nothing?

If he had just met Wu Zhou a month ago, he knew that the other party didn't care about him, and he wouldn't have felt that much, but after getting along this month, the other party was very kind to him besides being lazy and letting him drive. Seemingly heartless, everything was done in an orderly manner, which made Fu Chun straighten his mind.

Wu Zhou naturally sensed the change in Fu Chun, and only felt that it was a sign that the hero began to trust him.

"Let's go to bed early tonight, we will enter Yang City tomorrow morning, and we will start with 'Chunshizi' first, but..."

Wu Zhou paused, and looked at the young man sitting there with his back straight. The young man tended to be more like a man. He had experienced a lot in the past two years, and Fu Chun was enough to be alone, and his temper was much calmer. But Wu Zhou was not at ease. It's a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred. He was afraid that if he saw the fake Prince Chun and the other party suddenly broke out, it would be a bad thing. He reminded, "I know you are wronged, Prince Chun, but there are some things that need to be tolerated. Since these three people can hide from King Yang's confidants There are so many people, I am afraid that they have some ability and high means, but if they reveal a little flaw, our plan will fall short. Once they take precautions, it will be much more difficult to expose their affairs, is your son clear?"

Fu Chun didn't know, but in the past two years, what he dreamed at midnight was how to kill people after seeing them. He took a deep breath: "Don't worry, Mr. Feng, I won't hold you back."

"Forget the title of Master Feng. Now, I am called Wu Zhou, a medicine merchant, and you are my personal attendant, called Zhou Chun. This is your identity document, remember it clearly, don't make a mistake."

Before coming to Yangcheng, Wu Zhou made people prepare these two identities overnight when he was in Beijing, just for this day.

Fu Chun took the document, opened it, looked at the handwriting on it, and stroked Zhou Chun with his fingertips. He didn't think there was anything special at first, but when he brushed the word Zhou, he murmured and was stunned for a while. Suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Wu Zhou more, Wu Zhou was thinking about how to get close to the fake son tomorrow, so he looked at the hero and raised his eyebrows; "What's wrong?"

"...It's nothing." Fu Chun's eyelashes trembled at Wu Zhou's lazy glance, thinking that Mr. Feng is really a face controler. He discovered it along the way. Smiling, if you see ugly or ordinary ones, it doesn't mean you have a bad attitude, or you are lazy and uninterested.

Even if it was a face change, it gave him a good-looking face, and even he himself had a very good appearance, and he even looked younger.

The glance just now was full of laziness and leisure, probably because he was sleepy after sitting in the carriage for a whole day. He just yawned, his eyes were wet, and there was still water vapor when he looked over, which made Fu Chun feel weird. I always feel... this person is really...

When he thought of that word, he felt that it was not very good, so he could only swallow it back.

It's just that the eyes fell on the document again, the word "Zhou" on it and the word "Zhou" on the other one, this person is really... Even if he was given a random name, he insisted on using his name last name.

This feeling is weird, originally he felt that Feng Jiuzhou had no intentions towards him, but because of these two names, his previous feeling that the other party was plotting against him came back.

Wu Zhou had a good night's sleep, and when he woke up the next day, he found a set of fancy clothes, which were picked up from the storeroom of the Feng Mansion. Feng Jiu Zhou didn't like to enjoy it, and the late emperor rewarded him with a lot of silk clothes in order to win him over Silk and satin, as well as gold, silver and jewellery. Wu Zhou took a lot of money with him when he left, and a few silks and satins that looked luxurious but not too special. On the way, people made a lot of high-quality clothes and returned them to Fu Chun. Do a few body.

So when the two of them entered Yangcheng and took out the paperwork, the guards guarding the gate took a look at their appearance, they were either rich or expensive, and immediately let them go.

Wu Zhou first took Fu Chun to the tea house. The fake King Yang and the heir were the masters of Yangcheng, so they were naturally in the limelight. In addition, in order to tarnish King Yang's reputation in the past two years, these three fake people can't do anything. Do less work.

Sure enough, after listening to it for half an hour in the tea house, I even figured out the hobbies and places that this fake prince usually likes to go to.

Since this fake son is here to tarnish the reputation of Yang Wang and others, it is natural how he is so stupid and tossing about. His preferences are completely in accordance with the new emperor. Men and women are not taboo. Prince Wang Chun's good reputation has been ruined all these years.

Finding out that the false prince will go to the biggest brothel in Yangcheng to look for Fu Miao, the oiran he has recently taken a fancy to, Wu Zhou took Fu Chun to the brothel ahead of time.

When they arrived at the place, they would ask Fu Miao to sing a song for the roll call.

The old bustard naturally didn't want to. During this time, Fumiao was gaining the attention of Mr. Chun, and it would be bad if Mr. Chun knew about it.

Wu Zhou didn't say much, and directly took out an ingot of gold, "I don't do anything, I just heard that Miss Fu Miao is very good at playing the piano, and I only listen to three pieces of music. How about one piece of gold?"

While talking, Wu Zhou took out two more ingots of gold, a total of three ingots, the old bustard's eyes almost popped out, thinking about doing nothing but singing, she immediately took the gold, and immediately arranged Ren took Wu Zhou and the two went to the wing room first, and Fu Miao arrived later.

Wu Zhou went upstairs leisurely, and when he reached the box, he waved away the guide, frowning in distress, but he could only grit his teeth and bear with the wolf.

When Wu Zhou settled down, he glanced casually, only to find that the male protagonist who was following behind him was standing far away from him now, Wu Zhou raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing standing so far away?"

Fu Chun didn't look back, and turned his head aside with his neck stuck: "It's nothing."

Wu Zhou narrowed his eyes: This is nothing?

Just when I wanted to ask, just opened my mouth, the door of the room was pushed open, and a young woman wearing a veil came in. She had a voluptuous figure, only showing a pair of beautiful eyes. Good looks too.

Fu Miao hugged the qin, waved away the others, probably the old bustard had pointed it out, she was gentle and gentle towards Wu Zhou, and said in a gentle voice, "I don't know what you want to hear, my lord?"

Wu Zhou didn't mean that, but the purpose was a fake prince, with one hand resting on his chin, he looked at Fu Miao straightly, his eyes were hooked, and Wu Zhou's face was very good, and his temperament was also good, which made Fu Miao Immediately blushed.

Although Chun Shizi is noble and good-looking, for some reason, she always gives her a sense of lust, unlike this young man, who is good-looking and generous, so he couldn't help throwing away a pretty girl. With a mean look, "Sir?"

There was a protracted and charming sound, and Wu Zhou shivered, while Fu Chun, who was standing not far away, looked gloomyly, gritted his teeth, and looked at the couple not far away, and said he was here to find the false prince, Come and have fun, right?

Look at the eyeballs, they are almost reaching the girl's face.

Fu Chun frowned, with a gloomy and handsome face, a surge of anger welled up in his chest, the anger was unknown, he attributed it to the fact that the other party's words were not worth it, and he clearly said he was here to find Prince Chun, but in the end he was flirting with the girl .

Wu Zhou didn't notice Fu Chun's thoughts. Although she also felt that this Fumiao girl was full of tenderness, which made people overwhelmed, but she couldn't stop the best thing about the false prince now. It is easier to know what people know.

He also responded with an ambiguous smile, but Fengliu took out an ingot of gold without being obscene, raised his hand and threw it, and it landed firmly on the strings, making a bang, as if trying to pluck Fumiao's heartstrings, Her eyes widened: "Young Master, this is it?"

"Master is happy, Miss Fumiao is really a wonderful person, you can play whatever you want, as long as it is played by a girl... I am happy."

Hearing these words, Miss Fumiao covered her lips and laughed, "Young master is really sweet."

But the movements of his hands were not slow, he put away the gold, and began to talk about his favorite tunes.

And while she played, Wu Zhou pinpointed the time when the false prince should come, squinted his eyes to look at Fu Miao while propping up one hand, and took out gold ingots from his bosom one by one, and placed them all in front of the table. Miaoqiao's face was flushed, her winking eyes were like silk, she had long forgotten about Prince Chun.

Wu Zhou is not for Fu Miao, but to catch up with the fake prince. He inquired at the tea house earlier, and the fake prince is not only a man and a woman, but also likes the yellow and white things. After all, the fake prince is the fake prince. Well, King Yang's family property back then was all seized by the late emperor. They were nervous when they came to Yangcheng, so they naturally tried to find a way to make money.

Wu Zhou "robbed" the false prince's woman, he would probably die of anger, but when he came up and saw this scene, he naturally felt that Wu Zhou, a businessman, "has a lot of money". It was the other party who delivered it to the door.

Fu Chun stood not far away and looked at the pair of "dogs and men and women", gritted his teeth, didn't want to look but couldn't help not looking, for fear that the stinky and shameless person would just...

But at this moment, the door of the room was kicked open, and a roar came: "Which bastard dares to rob the person who is the son?"

"Exactly! The person who just snatched our son, does he know who our son is?"

The sound from outside the door interrupted the sound of the zither, and Fumiao remembered Chun Shizi, and hurriedly stood up, "My lord... the slave family just came to play the piano..."

After she finished speaking, a man walked in from the outside, wearing a Chinese dress, with a very handsome face, at least seven points similar to Fu Chun, but his temperament was completely different. Seeing the gangster's aura, Wu Zhou felt that his face was blinded in vain.

There was no movement on Wu Zhou's face, and he said softly, "Miss Fu Miao, who is this?"

As soon as the fake son came in, he wanted to scold and see who was the fat and gutsy person who dared to snatch him, but he was blinded by the glittering golden picture in front of Wu Zhou as soon as he glanced over. The slave who was following behind was about to continue fighting for power, but was sucked by the fake son who had recovered, and swung it with a slap, his expression changed, he glanced over mischievously, coughed lowly, and then looked at Fumiao, right Front of the skirt: "Fumiao, are you really just playing the piano?"

"The prince really is. This Mr. Wu came from afar. He heard that the slave's piano skills are very good. He wanted to enjoy it. The slave thought that this is the domain of the prince, and he was a guest from afar. So he decided to take the place of the master. Playing the piano, you don’t lose our son, right?”

Fu Miao has been with him for a few months, so she naturally sees the false prince's side, knows the other party's temperament, and gives him a step up.

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, the fake prince laughed, "It seems that this is a misunderstanding, get out, this prince will listen to the piano with this young master."

The servant who followed behind immediately retreated, and when the door was closed, the fake prince came over on his own initiative, and Wu Zhou also got up, and the two of you came and went with each other, and each of you had a picture, and they all started to call each other brothers and sisters with just one clap, Fu Miao stopped playing the piano, but stood behind the fake prince and poured wine for him, and she also poured wine for Wu Zhou by the way.

Fu Chun didn't know when he got behind Wu Zhou, seeing Fu Miao's movements, the one who was faster than her had already collapsed.

His actions made the fake prince raise his eyes, and this one was straight.

The fake son is a man and woman, he likes women and men, at this moment, looking at Fu Chun's face that was completely changed according to Wu Zhou's preferences, it is very natural and beautiful, it is the first time for the fake son to see such a pleasing and attractive face people……

He swallowed, "Brother Wu, who is this?"

Wu Zhou saw his appearance in his eyes, and secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, this fake son must have taken a fancy to the hero, right?

If he had known that the male lead had made his face more ordinary, he smiled calmly, put down the cup, and smiled ambiguously and meaningfully at the fake prince. With a stretch of his arm, he wrapped his arms around Fu Chun's waist. Directly pull it to my side, and smile: "I, myself, people."

Those three words had Wu Zhou's expression on them, and the fake son immediately understood, and he let out a long cry, and couldn't help laughing, but it was a pity to laugh, but he was used to seeing men and women, although they were good-looking, but But a servant, how rare are yellow and white things? How many beauties do you want if you have money?

The fake son collected his thoughts, "I didn't expect that he was also a friend..."

The fake prince looked at Wu Zhou more and more pleasing to his eyes. After drinking a few cups, his eyes became a little blurred. Looking at the beauty beside him, he directly pulled over and asked Fu Miao to sit on his lap. With a belch, he looked at the deserted Wu Zhou: "Brother Wu, since you're here, it's fun. Would you like me to call you one too? This man is as good as a man, and a woman is as good as a woman... Ha Ha ha……"

The corners of Wu Zhou's mouth twitched, this smelly and shameless person, who is like him?

Just when he was thinking about whether he really wanted to sacrifice his acting, he heard a slap, and Fu Chun snatched the cup from his hand with a gloomy expression, threw it aside, and gritted his teeth: "Master, you , drunk, already!" The subtext, it's time to go back, just catch up with the fake son, is it really necessary to spend the night?

Wu Zhou thought that the male lead was giving him a hint, yes, why did he find someone else to act on the occasion, there is a ready-made one here, and the male lead took the initiative to signal, Wu Zhou immediately smiled at him and looked at Mi Meng Looking at the fake prince who came over, "Look, look... I'm jealous now, there's nothing I can do about it."

After that, he stretched out his arm, grabbed Fu Chun's wrist, and pulled Fu Chun directly on his lap.

Fu Chun didn't expect Wu Zhou to make such a move at all. He sat down and was stunned, looking at Wu Zhou in disbelief: "..."

Wu Zhou almost jumped up the moment the male protagonist sat on his lap: male, male protagonist... this is too heavy, he, his legs.

Can't help but glance at Fu Chun faintly, the circles of his eyes are red with pain: why, why don't you know how to use your internal force to support your own weight, don't you know how heavy you are?His legs, legs are about to break.

Fu Chun's scalp was numb from this look, and the roots of his ears turned strangely red.