hereditary wrong country

The wailing flies south, and the voice spreads from the valley, making it even more lonely.

Yin Zhuangtu looked up at the sky, and couldn't help singing along with the song——

"Every year the golden river returns to the pass, and the horses and swords circle around the court, the snow returns to the green tombs in three springs, the yellow river circles the black mountains for thousands of miles, the poor and poor friends in Zhaoshi, it is difficult to rely on at night, the mountains and rivers are communal, and the hundred and twenty Qin Guan—— "

The desolation is tactful and endless.

When Fang Rusheng heard his singing, the sound of the xun suddenly stopped, and he slowly changed a tune.

Yin Zhuangtu: "..."

After a while, Yin Zhuangtu cleared his throat and roared: "Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent, a fair lady, a gentleman is so good——"

The officers and soldiers burst into laughter from the front.

"Little lady~"

"Boy~"

"Marry a wife~"

"The concubine wants to sing~"

Fang Rusheng's face was slightly sullen, and he hurriedly changed again.

The two came and went, as if they were competing with each other. It was strange to say that no matter what tune Fang Rusheng played, Yin Zhuangtu could always compose the lyrics perfectly. North and south, spanning thousands of years, it's not a problem.

After playing fifteen or six songs, Fang Ru was annoyed that his strength was exhausted, and finally he was defeated. He only felt that this person was incompatible with his own destiny, so he wiped the Xun carefully and took it back into his arms.

Yin Zhuangtu came over with the wooden things he had just planed, with a smile on his face, as if he was in a good mood, he didn't mention the matter of singing and singing just now, and said bluntly, "I planned to go back later and help you pay the bill, I don't want you to come out by yourself Already, relieve yourself, let's go, big brother will carry you over there!"

"No no!" Fang Rusheng said awkwardly, "Don't squat down!"

"Don't let go?"

"It's solved, you don't have to carry me."

"Your legs are not ready yet, so call me next time you relieve yourself, or else, put a chamber pot in your tent, come, try!" Yin Zhuangtu handed him a pair of wooden walking sticks.

"Look if you don't agree with each other, if it doesn't work, you can change it again, brother."

Fang Rusheng took it. The peach wood material is light in texture and has good toughness. The wooden thorns on it have been carefully polished and smoothed, and the tentacles are extremely smooth. It is very smooth to stand up and take two steps.

"Thank you."

Yin Zhuangtu waved his palm, "No thanks, my brothers don't need to thank you, can you play chess, let's make gestures at night?"

"All right." Fang Rusheng said with a smile, "I saw that the young master secretly learned two moves when playing chess with the master."

"Then you have to compete hard, the elder brother lost so badly last time," Yin Zhuangtu gave a thumbs up, "This is your young master!"

"The young master has always been great."

Yin Zhuangtu nodded and said casually, "How did you meet Fengshen?"

Fang Rusheng was startled, and immediately laughed at himself, "I used to be an underdog, and I am grateful to the young master for not giving up and taking in my younger brother."

"The kindness of knowledge and encounter is the hardest to repay, as it has always been the case."

An elusive look flashed across Yin Zhuangtu's expression, as if he was helpless, and also seemed to have a slight disgust, which was fleeting, and immediately patted him on the shoulder, and said boldly, "Don't you ask the source of the hero? Big brother was not good in the past, but now Well, follow Yongyan and Fengshen brothers, if the big revenge is avenged in the future..." Seemingly realizing that it was too early to say, he said, "Everything will be fine, I remember Mother said before that there are seven kinds of suffering in the world, resentment and hatred will meet, Love parting, can't ask for it, it's better to live than to die."

Fang Rusheng: "..."

Yin Zhuangtu added, "By the way, my mother believed in Buddhism when she was alive."

The setting sun is like blood, the green pines on the mountainside and the sparkling water in the flat valley form a majestic and magnificent landscape.

Fang Confucian bowed his hands and saluted, and stood with a long body, his green shirt was untied, standing between the Yingying autumn water, his clothes were elegant, his scholarly spirit, and he was indescribably bright and handsome.

The two stopped talking, Yin Zhuangtu squinted his eyes, and looked at the continuous mountains on the farther horizon, Fang Rusheng turned his head to look at him, Yin Zhuangtu's face was rubbed into the dim yellow light, his profile was handsome and firm, That small scar glowed with a strange light.

Fang Rusheng said, "Are you always like this?"

Yin Zhuangtu pretended to be puzzled, "What kind?"

"It's nothing... how did you get the scar on your face?"

Yin Zhuangtu felt a little unnatural, and said, "Joan cut her face when she was assigned, but later she cut off her skin."

Fang Rusheng was silent. It's not that he has never seen criminals who were implicated and assigned. They all had the word '贱' pierced with iron thorns on their faces. Since then, they have been enslaved.

The assigned person went northward in heavy shackles to the barren land of Ili. The handcuffs and fetters together weighed forty catties. No, Yin Zhuangtu was only eight years old when he was allotted, and he has suffered so much to get to where he is today.

Fang Rusheng was full of emotion in his heart, he didn't know what he was planning, and looked at Yin Zhuangtu's side face in a daze.

Yin Zhuangtu smiled and said, "You won't dislike Brother Yu, will you?"

"Naturally," Fang Rusheng replied, "Heroes don't ask where they came from, you said it yourself."

"It's better to be assigned than to be exterminated." Yin Zhuangtu laughed, waved his hands without saying a word, and drew out his waist knife to wipe.

When Fang Rusheng saw the knife, his heart suddenly turned cold, as if falling into an ice cave.

The author has something to say: Who is the person Shi Lu secretly likes under the covers, what kind of relationship is there between Fang Rusheng and Yin Zhuangtu, what kind of turmoil will the relationship between Runzhi and Yongyan encounter~~~Volume [-] It's started, so stay tuned!

☆, wine Mengzi

Only at that moment, I suddenly felt that the person in front of me was able to survive such a harsh environment with ease, with a pun, of course it was far more than a fluke, the friendliness on the surface was nothing but appearance, but inside was as deep as a cliff Unfathomable, can't help but be alert.

"Just now you played that xun very well, so teach your elder brother when you have time."

Fang Rusheng took out the Xun, "Do you recognize this thing?"

Yin Zhuangtu said, "Yes, I used to see it on the border of the desert. There used to be some foreign horses and wagons there, and there were also some Bai and Yi people who settled there. Xun, Qiang flute, Matouqin, the three treasures of the frontier."

"Can you blow it? Here—"

Yin Zhuangtu took it upside down in his hand, squinted one eye and looked into his mouth, and said, "I'm not very good at it, just watched a foreign woman blow it." Then he gestured, "It seems to be so flat, lower your head Tie a jade pendant, um, a Hetian jade pendant."

"Listen, who played it?" Fang Rusheng changed his expression, "Do you still remember what song it is?!"

"Mr. Fang, Brother Yin—!"

"Master!"

"Fengshen!"

Yin Zhuangtu caught Runzhi who was pounced on by Henglifei, patted him on the back with his big palm, and said with a smile, "You've grown flesh."

"It's almost the end of the new year. There are a lot of presents going back and forth in the house, and I ate more at night. Who played the Qingping tune just now. It sounds good. How is Mr. Fang?"

"It's nothing serious, if the young master likes it, Confucian scholars will always brag about the young master." Fang Confucianism said, "Today, you can go down the mountain with the young master and go back to the mansion. There will be many things in the mansion next year.

Runzhi smiled and said, "Mr. Fang is still hiding this hand. I didn't hear you play the tune in the mansion before. Is it the flute? Or is it Xiao?"

"It's Xun, Tao Xun from the frontier." Yin Zhuangtu pointed his finger at Runzhi's head and turned around to ask, "Are you leaving today?"

"To trouble everyone, I'm really sorry after all."

"Don't bother." Yin Zhuangtu said, "It's a matter of raising your hand, children of the Jianghu, it's their duty to take care of each other."

Run Zhi's heart turned, his eyes shifted from Yin Zhuangtu's face to Fang Rusheng's face, and then said, "Mr. Fang's legs are not healed, and it's inconvenient to go down the mountain now. If father asks, it's hard to explain. It's better to wait for the whole thing." It’s not too late to go back. Besides, there will be a housekeeper in the front yard and a promise from the second concubine in the backyard. If you don’t think it’s a big deal, you can rest here to recuperate, and I can rest assured that Brother Yin will take care of you.”

"If you have the time to help me look after the crops in the shed, I don't worry about Chen Xiao's hands and feet, that's right! Liu Ai has researched new fertilizers, and there are walking automatic wooden plows, and wooden cows and horses. He is so bluffing. Help me try if you have time."

Yin Zhuangtu said, "You can raise it with peace of mind. If you want to eat, ask Chen Xiao to come out...Chen Xiao goes down the mountain to buy it."

Yin Zhuangtu deliberately concealed the other exit of the valley leading directly to the official road, so Runzhi went in without knowing it, and said, "I'll bring you what you need."

"No, no, that's even more troublesome!" Fang Rusheng said, "It's fine to be ordinary."

Liu Fengchu shouted loudly in the distance, and everyone turned their backs on their backs.

"Where are you going to get your generals to die?! Runzhi boy! Are they all dead? Why don't you hurry up and help-!"

"Niu, no, Ping! Why haven't you reconciled?! Are you lazy! You eat free food every day, and you grow up! I want you to be a fart!"

"Chen Xiao! Stop sharpening your knife! Come die!"

"Qiao Guozi! Those little brothers of yours all eat plain rice? Is the dumpling wrapper ready? How come there are so many people who don't even have one arm, Shi Lu, who can work quickly?"

"Master, please spare me!!! Come right away!"

"Where is my rolling pin?!"

Runzhi stuck out his tongue, "Go, go, Liu Biandou has gone crazy again!" After speaking, he raised his eyes with two index fingers, and made a gesture of furious, pinching his waist and cursing.

Fang Rusheng and Yin Zhuangtu couldn't help laughing, Yin Zhuangtu said, "If the military master hears you calling him like that, I have to work hard with you."

Runzhi rolled his eyes exaggeratedly, "Heaven knows, the earth knows, and no one else knows, otherwise, it really... eh? What kind of expressions are you guys making? Is there something on my face?"

A sinister voice came from behind, "My dear disciple, speak ill of Master..."

Runzhi' Wow! ! ! With a sound, the rabbit fled away like a smoke.

Yin Zhuang and Fang Confucian laughed and fell down.

In the evening, wild pork stuffed dumplings were hot out of the pot, enough to fill dozens of iron vats, and the centurions distributed them to each camp.

The soldiers ate big bowls of meat and drank alcohol, and all kinds of drinking orders and punches in various dialects echoed in the sky above the tents, in various forms and eclectic.

In Yin Zhuangtu's camp, Chen Xiaorun's Fang Confucian students sat on the left and right, Liu Fengchu and Niu Buping sat on the same side, Qiao Guozi, Shi Lu and several commanders gathered at both ends of the table.

Auntie Niu served the dumplings, and Yin Zhuangtu raised his glass and said, "Today's winter solstice, the seats below are all relatives, so Zhuangtu will not talk nonsense, let's drink the wine in the cup first, tonight the military regulations will be suspended, and the wine and meat will be fine." Satisfy, eat, drink well! Tomorrow's practice will be half an hour late, and the commander will be responsible for notifying the battalions." Shuo Guan drank the rice wine in his glass, turned the rim of the glass down, and pushed it around.

Niu Buping took the lead, full of pride, "I, I did it too!"

Aunt Niu swiped the end of her chopsticks, "Drink so much, if you drink too much, no one will touch you!"

Yin Zhuangtu said, "Don't blame my aunt, it's rare to be happy today, why not ask him to have a drink."

Aunt Niu sighed, "Hey, the general doesn't know something, this old son is good in everything, except that he looks like his father, and he can't even drink..."

Chen Xiao said, "A man can't drink alcohol. One day he will go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, drink blood and eat meat, but he dare not drink. Wouldn't it make the sons laugh at him?"

Qiao Guozi drank the wine with his head up, and echoed, "That's right, brother Niu is a great man, so why can't he drink alcohol anymore, come, come, I will accompany you!"

Liu Fengchu said with a smile, "Aunt Niu is too used to her, why don't you get used to her mother Paula, like my unfulfilling disciple who told his father to become a father's treasure until now he has achieved nothing, tsk tsk tsk~ but fortunately, I met a good Master, dead wood can be saved."

"!" Run Zhi said, "Why are you attacking personally! How does Master know that my father is used to it?"

"Hi——" the commander-in-chief named Zuo Chuan teased, "He is well-known in the whole capital for spoiling his son with an adult, and everyone in the Forbidden City knows who doesn't~"

"Nonsense! My father never forbids me to drink!" Run Zhi blushed, "When I was three years old, my father used red-headed chopsticks to dip in wine!"

Niu Buping was overwhelmed by this circle of thoughts, and said to Aunt Niu, "Mother, don't worry about it." He suddenly picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

Aunt Niu couldn't stop her, she turned pale immediately, and shouted, "You're a sinner—"

"This..." Runzhi poked Confucian Fang, and said in a low voice, "There won't be any trouble, right?"

Fang Rusheng said, "Just a glass of rice wine, yes, it should be fine... right?"

Everyone was staring at Niu Buping, and the wind was jittery, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

While talking, I saw Niu Buping's complexion suddenly changed, from the top of his head down to the base of his neck, his eyes blurred for a moment, and he said with a big tongue, "Okay, okay... a hot yellow urine! My throat... my throat is on fire ! Bark boo! Ge Laozi drop!"

After finishing speaking, before everyone could react, he let out a loud shout, threw the cup in his hand on the ground, and threw the table violently!Stumbled and ran out of the tent.

Suddenly, Yin Zhuangtu never expected that this person would have such a reaction after drinking, and hurriedly led the crowd to chase him out of the tent, shouting as he ran, "Catch him! Catch him!"

The soldiers who got down without drinking came out of their tents one after another to stop them. Niu Buping tried his best to overwhelm the mountains and overwhelmed everyone all the way, and rushed to the stable next to the small school grounds——

"He, what is he doing?!"

Liu Fengchu was carried away by Runzhi, full of wind, grinning his teeth and said, "How would I know?! His fennel thickened brain didn't know which beef tendon was wrong! Hurry up! Don't tell him to take the horse The shed has been dismantled, and it has been built for several days! I finally designed an automatic ventilation device! Cough!"

Liu Fengchu choked on the wind and hiccupped.

When everyone chased them to the small school grounds, he was struck by lightning from the sky, and his body was burnt out——

Niu Buping was carrying Yin Zhuangtu's horse, Jing Yu, on his shoulders, and was running around the small school grounds!

Jing Yu was really shocked this time, Bian Changma used all his life's expression on his face to interpret the word 'horror', he was thumping about desperately without touching the ground, after all his strength was lost, he let out a long hiss, foaming at the corner of his mouth, he was almost caught Stretched to pass out.

Runzhi "..."

Yin Zhuangtu "..."

Liu Fengchu tried her best to turn the tide, and stopped drinking Jinglei, "Stop! Hiccup...you're so drunk! Stop, stop!"

It was too late and then it was too late, Liu Fengchu rushed forward to stop her, with limited vision in the dark, she was kicked down and trampled to the ground, and before she got up and escaped two steps, she was again caught by the (active) Niu Buping and (passive) who had finished a lap ) startled the feathers, trampled them flat.

Yin Zhuangtu and Runzhi couldn't bear to see them, everyone burst into laughter, and never dared to provoke Niu Buping to drink again.

The author has something to say: Thank you little angel Liu Wudu for feeding me, I look forward to my contract coming soon, come quickly, come to my arms~~~

☆、Salt Iron Envoy

At night, inside the palace gate

"Shhh!" Liu Bixian glanced at the Imperial Guard team patrolling back and forth at the gate of the palace, turned his head to the darkness and said, "Find a way to lure them away!"

Yong Yan didn't say a word, his slender figure was outlined in his night clothes, like a dangerous black panther in the night, suddenly he put his two fingers together and "whoosh" and threw a stone.

The stone was unbiased, and it hit Mao Ling, the leader of the imperial guards, and flew the hat belt straight away, nailing it directly on the city wall. The leader panicked, drew his knife and shouted: "Who is it!"

Immediately there was a clatter of swords being drawn——

"Where is the torch of the palace lantern! The team leader was attacked!"

"Quickly deploy night guard guard reinforcements!"

"There's someone there!"

"Come on!"

Liu Bixian rubbed his forehead with his hands, "Wood! I told you to lead them away, who asked you to lead them back?!"

Yong Yan said indifferently, "It's too dark."

Liu Bixian "..."

Holding Liu Bixian by the back collar in one hand, Yongyan stepped back two feet, raised his breath lightly, and swooped swiftly, then flexibly turned around and jumped up, flying over the eaves and walls, and jumped straight to the top of the palace wall several feet high. The two of them hid themselves in the darkness.

Everyone in the imperial guards only felt a black light flash before their eyes, and after a short while, two small meows came from the dark place, and they all let out a long sigh of relief and relaxed.

The leader of the Guards took off his hat, "Who called just now that the leader was attacked?! Go back and lead the baton!"

"Huh—" Liu Bixian straddled the wall with his legs, looked left and right, his legs became weaker, and turned around, "Wood, how do you get down..."

Yongyan jumped down on his own.

Liu Bixian was dumbfounded, "Hey hey hey!"

"what should I do?!"

Yongyan despises it, jumps back, and jumps off together with Liu Bixian.

Liu Bixian: "..."

On the night of the Winter Solstice, the streets and alleys at the foot of the imperial city are lit like daytime, the night is sparse and clear, the moon and stars are sparse, and a bright moon is rising to the sky.

Yongyan and Liu Bixian, walking forward and backward, walked to a place of Yingyan at the end of Xiangsi Lane. Looking up, there were three gilt characters written on the door plaque: "Fengmanlou".

On the border of the Central Plains of the Qing Dynasty, Fengmanlou has been open for decades. It was originally an industry in Guozhou where people from all corners of the country came to work for leisure. Later, it was used as an absurd place for entertainment for the children of officials. Both officials and businessmen are connected. There are dozens of branches, single Qinhuai There are three places by the river.

The Fengman Building accommodates both male and female guests. Qing courtiers and geisha girls are combined into one room, while red men and oirans are grouped into one building. The buildings are divided into east and west buildings. There are front halls and back pavilions, and there are many private rooms. When the lanterns are in hand, the red lanterns embroidered with Dagon are raised at the street entrance, which looks like red flowers, willows and greenery.

Liu Bixian was familiar with the road, and when he entered the door, he saw a pretty woman with a fan welcoming her slowly.

"Hey~ Rare guest, rare guest, there are a lot of errands in the palace. I haven't come for many days, but have you forgotten my old lady?"

While talking, I came to the front, I saw a pretty woman, 25 and six years old, with a green shirt and bright makeup, dressed as a madam, with willow eyebrows flying obliquely, her brows were slightly closer, and there was a red mole the size of a rice grain at the end of each eyebrow, showing some Philistine shrewd look.

"Forget that no one dares to look at you, Boss Qin," Liu Bixian said loudly, "Come on, call Miss Su Qing to come out to serve you—"

"Qing'er can't do it today, he has a note, and he can't serve you anymore," Qin Xiu mocked, "Why don't my old lady serve you tonight?"

Liu Bixian smirked, pinched Qin Xiu's butt frivolously, and said, "Don't, don't, you can't bear it."

"You're a smart boy... Hey, this is...?"

Qin Xiu has been in the Fengyue field for several years, and he can be regarded as a wonderful person who knows how to read words and expressions.

Looking sideways, the people behind Liu Bixian remained silent, but he saw that the man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips slightly pursed. The color is not like an ordinary benefactor who is looking for flowers and willows, so he has his own calculations in his heart.

Liu Bixian bowed his head and said something next to Qin Xiu's ear, Qin Xiu seemed to be very surprised, he couldn't stop looking at Yongyan with his eyes hanging, and immediately covered his mouth with a smile, "Don't say it, it's really successful~"

Lin Fushen said, "Greetings to His Highness Fifteenth, Your Highness is blessed and safe~"

Yongyan: "..."

Qin Xiu took Liu Bixian and Yongyan to a hidden side hall, drove out the singer who was singing with a high voice, and carefully inserted the door latch.

Qin Xiu, "It's early today."

Liu Bixian, "Hey, the main entrance where the uncle walks, the main entrance of the imperial palace, the ten-zhang palace wall jumps and jumps as it pleases, that makes one come and go freely, just like picking something out of a bag."

Yong Yan frowned, he didn't expose him after all.

Qin Xiu smiled and said, "Virtue~~~"

Liu Bixian took a long time to drink a cup of hot tea, heaved a sigh of relief, and asked, "I asked you to pay attention to that matter?"

Qin Xiu said, "Naqin will come every festival. Coincidentally, it's today."

Liu Bixian: "Who is usually serving you?"

Qin Xiu: "It's still Fufeng, now Fufeng is a red lady."

Liu Bixian spat contemptuously, "Returning his mother is a kind of love. There is such a tiger and wolf wife in the family, so it's hard for him to lie and come out whoring!"

Qin Xiu sighed, "No, maybe I still want to redeem Fufeng's body. I didn't expect the deputy secretary of the Department of Salt and Iron of the Department of Household Department to be so kind. Tsk tsk tsk, my poor little boy, if I really give up to that worthless Go back and still not be skinned by the tigress."

Liu Bixian smirked, and pointed at Qin Xiu's chin, "What's the matter, you've seen Fufeng, can't bear to let him be spoiled by that old man?"

"Get out," Qin Xiu said with a smile, "I'm raising this building, so what's the matter if I don't want to bear it all? Fufeng is a prostitute, even if I want it, can he give it to me~ Haha~" Then the eyeballs twitched Glancing at Yongyan, he said softly, "The prince is very handsome, I like it~"

"Lost!" Liu Bixian said, "You have a wild heart, do you want to be a queen?"

"Yo! Are you still jealous? Why, do you like men?"

"It's less than a quarter of an hour," Yong Yan interrupted impatiently, looking at the moon on the west side of the window, "Take us to Neqin's usual room."

Yongyan restrained his breath deliberately, Qin Xiu almost forgot his existence, now he was reminded by him, and quickly said, "I'm confused, I almost made a mistake, Your Highness, come with me."

Qin Xiuyan closed Shi Shiran's salute, got up and led the way.

The three of them entered an upper room one after the other. The room was scented with fragrance, surrounded by blue mist, with every detail in it. There was a built-in screen of Zhang Gaosu embroidered, which was half hidden. The roots are extremely exquisitely made, and the blue veins on the chest are carved clearly. On the side, balm, Mr. Jiao, Burmese bells, and sheep eye rings are all complete, obscene and magnanimous.

Liu Bixian seemed to be in a no-man's land, groping east and west, enjoying himself.

Qin Xiu couldn't stop laughing, and said, "Don't you like girls? Why did you change your temper and become interested in men's things? Shuanger?"

"If I want to do it, I'll be the top one," Liu Bixian revealed, "Today, let's get down to business first, and then get on the kang, so I'll let you see if I'm a twin!"

"Yo!" Qin Xiu poked his finger at his chest, and said in a coquettish voice, "Then I will wait for the uncle to pull~"

Yongyan's cheeks were stiff, he coughed lightly, and turned his head away unnaturally.

Liu Bixian leaned back on the couch, and said leisurely, "Okay, let's go do your business, don't delay Boss Qin's wealth."

"Unload the mill and kill the donkey," Qin Xiu mocked, "Don't forget the gold you promised me."

"I can only recognize money, and I can't do without you!"

The beguiling fragrance curls up, like silk covering the face, when it is frivolous, it passes the tip of the nose and disappears without a trace.

The author has something to say: Thank you Jiang Muhuai and Long Sleeve for feeding me, that... I want to leave some comments

☆、Iron Bridge

As soon as Qin Xiu went out, the room immediately fell silent.

"Hey," Liu Bixian slumped on the couch, twiddled his fingers and put it in his ear, and there was a chaotic clang, and then he gestured towards himself with his jade posture, and said to himself, "what's the fun with men?" A man has no front, no back, where to enter..." After thinking about it, he grinned again, "Hey—dirty!"

"How do you worship Liu Fengchu as your teacher?" Yong Yan asked.

"I thought you'd never be able to ask questions all your life," Liu Bixian said awkwardly. "When I was young, I didn't know people well. I was fooled by my cheap master. I studied stargazing and machine transformation with him for a year, so I insisted on accepting me as an apprentice." , seek court for him..."

Yongyan asked, "What is Guantianhe?"

Liu Bixian jumped and corrected, "Wood! It's about watching the sky and changing with machines."

With a blank expression on his face, Yong Yan asked, "Then what is harmony?"

Liu Bixian staggered to and fro.

Liu Bixian said, "The Mohists are good at ingenuity and production, and they are superior to other schools of thought in terms of military technology. Gongshuban is a Mohist tycoon, who can build five hundred organs and beasts to sweep thousands of troops in one night, turn the tide of battle, and save an inch of ground when retreating. Using a three-inch wooden carving to support a heavy bearing is a mechanical change."

Yong Yan nodded, thinking, "Bai Qi, the battle of Changping."

"Yes, in the Battle of Changping, Baiqi banned the gods and angrily beheaded 40 troops. It must be said that it relied on the mechanism Muyuan, which was formed by Gongshuban in three years." Liu Bixian shook his head.

Yong Yan suddenly looked sideways, his ears moved slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Here we come."

"Coming?!" Liu Bixian was startled, pointing his halberd at the wall and said, "Come on!"

When the two got up, Liu Bixian twisted the vase on the desk, and there were several "click" sounds from the mechanism on the wall, and then a half-person-high square door was opened on both sides, leading directly to the closet. The door of the closet was sealed and could not be opened from the outside.Liu Bixian hid in the closet first, followed by Yongyan, the stone door on the wall fell down, trapping the two in the small closet.

Yong Yan looked around, then put his two fingers together, and poked it horizontally, poking a hole in the half-inch thick wooden cabinet door, peeping into the room.

Liu Bixian silently gave a thumbs up, and mouthed, "Excellent!" Silently put down his hand that was about to open the mechanism hole.

Yong Yan didn't pay any attention, and just watched the outside world.

The merchant girl next door sang faintly, and the voice vibrated through the wooden boards, the voice was thin and soft.

"The mausoleums of the Qin and Han Dynasties are vast and vast, generations rise and fall... but it is like the moon's shadow. Books are piled up in the mountains and houses, and the windows are pine and osmanthus, and the ground is full of ferns..."

Liu Bixian made a low noise and cursed, "It's obvious that I'm picking up customers, and I'm trying to trick me into giving me a note."

Not long after, there was a dull creaking sound from the door, and two men entered back and forth. The man walking in front was slender, fair-looking and handsome, with vivid eyes, which was extremely seductive. The wind is all over the building, and the red herdsmen help the wind.

The man who came in was in his early fifties, with a short stature, his eyes were cloudy, his lips were purple, and his brain was full of fat and corruption. .

As soon as Neqinfang entered the room, he threw Fufeng on the couch and kissed him, yelling "be careful, you little boy", he groped up and down with his oily hands, and within a moment he forcibly pulled Fufeng's underpants, kneading his plump buttocks.

Fu Feng obviously didn't want to, he clenched his hands into fists and forbearance, half pushing and half daring not to resist, turned his face away, a teardrop streaked across his temples.

Ne kiss couldn't help sucking on his neck and chest, panting and asked, "Do you miss me?"

Fufeng didn't answer, Neqin's expression changed immediately, and he raised his hand to slap him!That slap was so powerful, it was enough to slap half of Fufeng's face red and swollen, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

He said viciously, "Do you want to?!"

Fufeng choked up, "...Thinking."

Only then was Neqin satisfied, she lowered her head and bit her chest fiercely, digging her fingers into the ecstasy hole.

The space in the cabinet is narrow, Yong Yan and Liu Bixian are squeezed together, Liu Bixian stares at the live erotic palace outside Kong, and swallows his saliva.

Yong Yan said indifferently, "If you touch me again, you will chop it up."

Liu Bixian stroked his hands between his crotch twice, barely flattened them, and said, "They're all men, why are you ashamed, as if you don't have one."

Yong Yan kicked open the door of the cupboard, the wooden splinters of the cupboard door burst and flew out!

Neqin's warm and fragrant nephrite was waiting to enter the port, when she heard a loud noise piercing her ears, she was so frightened that she couldn't move.

Na hurriedly climbed onto his trousers, stumbled and stumbled twice, and broke out of the closet. The two shouted, "Who are you?! Assassin?! Come on! Come on, come on!"

As a third-rank official of the imperial court, the lowly wife is as powerful as a tiger. Neqin never dares to take the servants with her when she visits the kilns. Qin Xiu was even ordered to hide far away, and the room was deadly quiet for a while.

Fufeng had half of his cheek swollen, almost naked, curled up in one place, shivering.Yong Yan couldn't bear to see him, so he tiptoed up a robe to barely cover his body.

"Bold!" Liu Bixian yelled loudly, overpowering him, "Wuzhi Shengdou, do you know who you are talking to?!"

Liu Bixian stretched out his hand and pulled Yongyan's shirt hard——

The night clothes were ripped apart...

Yongyan: "..."

Liu Bixian: "..."

Liu Bixian whispered, "I asked you to wear the elder brother's clothes inside?!"

Yongyan said, "No clothes."

Liu Bixian broke down and said, "Why don't you wear it?!!"

Yong Yan said indifferently: "Jumping over the wall is inconvenient."

Liu Bixian: "..."

Liu Bixian's face turned blue, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He raised his forehead and said in despair, "I didn't bring that token..."

Yongyan took out a sign from the rags hanging on his body, "Bring it."

Liu Bixian snatched the plaque with his hands and took a look, and immediately revived with blood on the spot, made gold into the prince's golden plate, and shouted, "The fifteenth prince, Prince Jia, is here, so hurry up and kneel and kowtow!"

The waist card is shining brightly, and the four-clawed golden python is carved on it. The scales of the python's head are distinct, and the golden silk and golden scales are lifelike.The engraved words "Zundian Zhisu" are extremely luxurious and can't be faked.

"Your Highness the Fifteenth—?" Neqin squinted his muddy old eyes, looking suspiciously at the prince's gold dish, but fortunately his eyesight was not dim, and Naqin knew the goods very well, and looking at Yongyan's face, he looked very much like Qianlong, the king's domineering spirit was not inferior at all Father, the pressure made his heart and lungs tremble, he hurriedly changed his face, knelt down tremblingly and said, "Greetings to Prince Jia!"

Yong Yan was cold and silent, he was not used to such a situation, Liu Bixian stepped forward to support him and said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to be too polite, Your Highness is the most informal, come, come, sit down and chat slowly."

Neqin was so bluffed that he lost his temper, the three of them sat down, Liu Bixian asked, "How is Mr. Ne?"

Yongyan: "..."

Neqin: "...Okay, hehe... Very good, very good."

Liu Bixian said leisurely: "Miss Liu Concubine remembers, how about asking the servant to ask the honored lady."

The face of the relatives changed, "This... please worry about it, Mrs. Liu, my wife is very good, that... the little brother is..."

"It was originally a personal attendant in Mr. Liu Yong's residence," Liu Bixian said, "Now the Empress Dowager Lafayette has assigned servants to serve His Royal Highness the Fifteenth Prince."

Neqin smiled and poured tea, "It's Mr. Liu's family, so I'm sorry and disrespectful."

Naqin was originally the second son of Na Tulan, a weaving company in the south of the Yangtze River. After his family fell into poverty, he spent money to donate a juren and went to Beijing to seek a job. He was young and promising.He was favored by Mr. Hai Wanghai, the servant of the household department at that time, and he was accepted as a retainer in the mansion. He married his daughter to Neqin, and paved his official career for him.

His father-in-law, Haiwang, is a member of the leftist faction. He was supported by Liu Yong when he was young. The famous tigress and Hedong lion.

Liu Bixian smiled, "Your Majesty is very polite, Mrs. Concubine Liu specially took care of her, and asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs to make a pair of 'Kneeling Easy' for you. I heard that the last pair...kneeling on the washboard, did you kneel down?"

"I'm really ashamed." Neqin was sweating profusely, "My wife is so arrogant, I made Empress Liu... laugh at me."

Yongyan suddenly asked, "Madam is in the mansion today?"

Neqin said, "Returning to Your Highness, my wife will be taken back to her mother's house by my father-in-law every time there are festivals."

"Mrs. Ruo Zun knows..." Liu Bixian said narrowly, "My lord is here to have a good time with the young lady, I don't know what he will think—"

Neqin's face turned livid in an instant, and he knelt down and said, "Your Highness, what does Your Highness mean by this? I have always abided by my duties and performed my duties faithfully. I really like Fufeng, my wife... If the hag knows... don't say anything Guan Yan has his fate, even this Fengmanlou may be uprooted by the Yue family."

After saying that, he kowtowed, "Please Your Highness, don't, don't kill them all..."

Liu Bixian sneered, and said in a low voice, "Rake your ears!"

Yongyan suddenly thought of Liu Fengchu's mocking phrase of "scratching ears", and couldn't help feeling hot on his face.

Liu Bixian gave him a slightly strange look, and then smiled and said, "Master Na, what you said, you can't see it, please get up quickly, I'm used to kneeling~"

Naqin was terrified, and set aside a huanghuali stool, ready to kneel again at any time.But he has worked in the officialdom for decades, and he is really a smart man who sees all things. He hurriedly said, "His Royal Highness... When will His Highness give orders to my subordinates, my subordinates... will never refuse to die."

"Hey~ see outsiders, see outsiders," Liu Bixian said, "Your Excellency must also know that our Highness returned to the palace tonight, and was blessed by Lafayette. Some things are not clear, so the servant will discuss the differences with adults on behalf of His Highness."

"Please say."

"Cough," Liu Bixian babbled nonsense, calling him a 'slave', but sipping his tea with the pretensions of his master, "When I was working in Liu's residence, I often heard the master mentioning you, Mr. Na..."

The turbid pupils of the relatives suddenly lit up, Liu Yong has always only supported his father-in-law Hai Wang, and never looked at himself directly, so it is possible that he paid attention secretly in private.

Liu Bixian observed his words and expressions, knew that this reaction proved to be in the right direction, and continued, "The master said that you, my lord, are the material for a big event." Then he bowed his waist, pretended to be Liu Yong's demeanor, folded his chest and drooped his eyes, and said in a serious manner, " Tongxun is an upright person, but he knows how to be more flexible than Haiwang. He is a talent that can be cultivated. The truth is that he wants to promote him, but... tsk tsk..."

Neqin was just complacent, and quickly asked, "What's wrong?! How can Lord Liu say it?"

Liu Bixian shook his head: "However... the white sand is in nirvana, and it is black with it."

"Your official and my father-in-law... Bah! We are definitely not the same people as that Haiwang!" Neqin blushed and said angrily, "Haiwang and I have quite different ways of being an official, but there is a difference between the principal and the vice. After all, dwarves On the other hand, and... thinking about Wei Shi's kindness in supporting and marrying a daughter, it's inconvenient to tear her face away."

"Lord Liu also said the same, Lord Ne is a person who values ​​love and righteousness," Liu Bixian then shook his head, "A house full of gold and jade, no one can keep it, riches and honors lead to arrogance, and it is the way of heaven to leave the blame on oneself and retire after success. A man is indomitable, and it is not just the word of love that can live and work in peace."

"What the little brother said is very true." Neqin said, "But... but the next official is planning for the present, and... there is no chance...