Peak Life [Quick Transmigration]

April

The catkins are flying, the spring breeze is green again, and the random flowers are gradually becoming charming.

Wu Ming rented a small boat, and sat in the cabin to swim the lake by himself. He also invited a delicate and charming girl to sit on the bedside and shyly play the pipa.

This beautiful girl is the number one in the brothel under the name of the Wu family. She is beautiful, but she is too vulgar, lacking in temperament and aura.

Wu Ming lazily stretched out his head to bask in the sun.

This also makes the sunshine of this month more comfortable. In June and July, going out is a hassle.

Wu Ming brought a fan with him when he went out today, and he slapped it twice if he had nothing to do.

'System, why don't you come out and enjoy this spring scene with me? 'Wu Ming propped up his chin, still looking lazy and reckless.

[Really don't plan to brush up the favorability of the fragments? 】

'If you ask me to swipe, I will swipe, don't I lose face? '

[What do you want. 】

Wu Ming half closed his eyes, and glanced at the delicate and charming Meijiao Niang at the bow.

'No, you should know my nature. Although I can't return to my peak, my soul has healed more than half, and I don't need to trade with you anymore. '

【You always act recklessly. 】

'Don't say you first met me. '

The system was silent for a while, and spoke in a tone that Wu Ming had never heard before, with deep emotions inside.

【Then what should I do. 】

'How about you, what does it matter to me? 'Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, and chuckled lightly, seemingly disdainful, but at the same time mocking.

"At the beginning, it was just your wishful thinking that I was making a deal with you. The loss of your fragments is your fault. No one can force me to do something I don't want to do. Then Xin Jiuji looked like a mentally ill person. I Why do you have to get together to humiliate yourself?Am I stupid? '

【Aren't you afraid that I will kill you? 】

The corner of Wu Ming's mouth turned up instantly, full of confidence.

'You don't want to. '

【…】

'You are reluctant to attack me, you have already thought about me that you shouldn't have, otherwise you would not come back to me, I guess, because you came back to me, that's why you were disintegrated and went out , Tsk, what a pity. '

[I thought that after going through these few worlds, you would change somewhat. 】

'Change?Why should I change. '

Wu Ming suddenly felt bored, he opened his fan to cover the sunlight in front of him, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

There are some restaurants and pavilions on both sides of the river bank, and there are also some vendors selling small things.

Everyone is trying to live, be it the poor or the rich, they are all doing the same thing, that is to live.

In front of life, everyone is equal.

Wu Ming didn't want to live before, but he didn't want to die either.

Now he doesn't want to die, but he also wants to live.

'I'm too lazy to talk to you, my soul is completely stable now, whether you stay or leave has nothing to do with me. '

Wu Ming glanced at the nearby restaurant, and suddenly merged with someone's gaze.

Xin Jiuji?

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows.

Holding the wine glass, Xin Jiuji was still sitting casually on the railing. When he found Wu Ming, he didn't know what he thought of, so he suddenly smiled.

That smile is full of various charms and charms, showing the essence of evildoers.

Originally, this person was like this, with brocade and silk gowns, his clothes were never neat, and he always looked loose and lazy.

Xin Jiuji licked his ruddy lips, and hooked his fingers towards Wu Ming.

The white hands looked crystal clear under the sun, with distinct finger bones.

It makes it look as white as snow.

Wu Ming looked away uncomfortably for no reason.

Shit, how could the system fragments be more evil than him, Wu Ming felt that he should change his career, he shouldn't be an evil, he should be a goblin!

Wu Ming struggled in his heart for a while, but passed.

As soon as the boat docked, a boy came to meet Wu Ming. Today Wu Ming came out alone, and there was no boy around him. Wu Ming felt that if Xin Jiuji planned to kill people and throw away the corpse, it was very likely that he would It's really game over.

"Mr. Xin, I am really in a good mood today." Wu Ming smiled as soon as he stepped up.

Now he didn't want to hook up with Xin Jiuji, so he lost all those twists and turns, and suddenly felt a big sense of openness. Even seeing Xin Jiuji's face, he couldn't help but want to punch him a few times. up.

"I'm not a teacher, and you're not a student, so why do you call me Mr.?" Xin Jiuji looked at him with a half-smile.

They haven't met for a month, since Wu Ming went to Xin Jiuji Mansion to make amends last time, Wu Ming has been really 'honest'.

Eat and drink every day, watch a play today, listen to music tomorrow, live a chic and happy life.

Wu Ming smiled and looked at Xin Jiuji smiling happily, "Because I am happy."

Xin Jiuji froze for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"I didn't know that Young Master Wu is such an interesting person."

"You are ignorant." Wu Ming replied subconsciously.

Xin Jiuji's eyes narrowed slightly, the smile on the corners of his mouth remained unchanged, but his tone sounded a bit gloomy.

"Is it."

Wu Ming blinked, but did not answer.

Xin Jiuji stared at Wu Ming, and Wu Ming generously let Xin Jiuji stare at him, and even sat down next to Xin Jiuji.

There was a small table next to it, and there were some snacks on it. Wu Ming picked up a piece and took a bite, frowning.

"Give me a cup of Pu'er, this dessert is so sweet."

Xin Jiuji has always disliked dim sum and the like, but sometimes it makes him feel better when he looks at it, so he doesn't know what the dim sum tastes like.

"Dim sum, dim sum, of course it should be sweet."

"That's why I don't like dim sum." Wu Ming clapped his hands and returned casually. "Several times I've seen my husband surrounded by delicious wine and snacks. Your teeth are pretty good."

Xin Jiuji smiled, a mouthful of silver teeth slightly emerged in his mouth, revealing the standard eight teeth.

Wu Ming turned his head silently. Seeing Wu Ming like this, Xin Jiuji seemed to have thought of something and looked away.

Neither of them is pure, and the things in their minds coincide miraculously for a while.

Wu Ming is a person who has no sense of shame, and Xin Jiuji, although he is clean and self-conscious, is still a brothel owner, and he has seen many of those upside-down things.

At the moment when both of them were silent, Mei Jiao Niang on the boat started playing the pipa again.

Probably seeing Wu Ming's people leave, it is immoral to put her a delicate oiran on the boat, and she even sang it.

"The slender clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, the silver man travels secretly, and when the golden wind and the jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world..."

The singing voice was mellow and affectionate, with an indescribable charm in it. It was meant to be tender, but she sang it with sadness and secret resentment.

The corner of Wu Ming's mouth twitched, and when he looked around, he saw that Xin Jiuji had a thoughtful look on his face.

He looked at Meijiao Niang, then at Xin Jiuji.

Wu Ming suddenly laughed, "Why, Mr. Xin is interested in me, the oiran?"

Xin Jiuji looked at Wu Ming, but did not speak.

The beautiful girl on the boat continued to sing.

"...If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the same day and night."

Wu Ming's eyes trembled slightly, then suddenly moved away, looking at Mei Jiao Niang who was still on the bow of the boat.

The beautiful girl sighed after singing a song, raised her head to look at Wu Ming, hesitated to speak, her red lips parted and then closed, very charming.

Seeing Wu Ming looking at her, the beautiful lady smiled shyly.

Wu Ming immediately looked away.

He is crooked and can't be straightened. Girl, don't work hard on me, I still thank you.

But at this moment, Xin Jiuji spoke.

"Young Master Wu is really, infinitely charming." There was no emotion in this sentence, as if it was just casually.

But Wu Ming didn't know why, but he could hear a bit of gnashing of teeth from inside.

It's strange, the ruthless man has turned into an infatuated woman these days.

"It's not as good as Mr. Xin." Wu Ming returned with a smile.

Xin Jiuji didn't answer, the sun also shone into the pavilion, Xin Jiuji raised his head.

There was nothing on that bright face, every stroke was full of elegance, but it was so indifferent that people dare not approach it.

Whether you are submissive or resentful, whether you are arrogant or humble, you won't get the slightest attention from him. He stands on a high place and looks at all living beings coldly.

Wu Ming discovered that Xin Jiuji's black hair was very beautiful.

It looks like it has been soaked in ink, drawn one by one by the best embroiderers, and then dyed blue all over the city.

"Master Wu, I have something that I don't understand and has troubled me for many days." Xin Jiuji looked at Wu Ming, his face was still expressionless, with a laziness.

"Sir, please."

"Recently, I've always been in a dream and can't wake up. Sometimes I can't tell whether it's a dream or it happened. Even at this moment, am I in a dream or am I waking up?" Xin Jiuji's eyes turned blue, looking It can be seen that he is indeed a little insomnia.

But this guy has always been upside down day and night, but he can also dream?

"I don't know what kind of dream Mr. is having?"

Xin Jiuji's eyes flickered slightly, "It's not a good dream, but it's not a nightmare either."

In fact, even Xin Jiuji couldn't tell what the dream was, there were many, many clips, and many, many pictures.

There is always the same person in it. In the dream, he and that person are lingeringly in love, and he is indescribably envious of others, but every time, that person always leaves him, so cruel that he doesn't even have a trace of nostalgia.

He wanted to ask that person why he treated him so cruelly in the dream, but when he woke up from the dream, he only remembered three or four points, and forgot the rest.

For more than a month, he has been having similar dreams.

Every time he was broken into his heart by that person, he was cruelly abandoned by that person.

Xin Jiuji is also an individual, and after many times, he will inevitably feel a little annoyed.

If you don't have the heart to make friends with me, why come into my sleep every night, if you have the heart to admire, why leave so cruelly.

Xin Jiuji wanted to ask, what made this person's heart so ruthless.

Wu Ming stretched out his finger and tapped his lips, as if he was lost in thought.

"It's not a good dream, nor a bad dream. Could it be obsessed with obsession." Wu Ming said hesitantly, tilting his head, "It may also be Mr. Xin, you think about it every day and dream at night. Has Mr. Xin dreamed of anyone?"

Xin Jiuji lowered his eyes, casting a shadow.

Who did you dream about?He also wanted to ask who he was dreaming about.

The sweetness in the dream is still vivid, but the bloody wound that was stabbed by the knife is also vivid.

Knowing that the body is in love and the love is always there, the past is not the same.

Xin Jiuji has lived for more than 20 years, but he is only fascinated by this troubled dream.

Wu Ming rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Mr. Xin can also go to offer incense, maybe those ghosts and ghosts will be gone."

"Heh." Xin Jiuji glanced at Wu Ming.

"I, Xin Jiuji, never believe in those destiny, even if there is, I should be trampled under my feet."

Wu Ming was startled by Xin Jiuji's translation of the Zhuang language, and clapped his hands.

"Well said, Dangfu understands, but my Pu'er is still not available?" Wu Ming turned his head to look.

Only then did the little girl come over with the Pu'er in her hand, smiling courteously.

Wu Ming didn't care much, took a sip of tea, it was a little hot.

He is a layman, he doesn't know how to taste tea, and he can't drink those romantic and long-lasting teas.

Even if he has learned it, even if he has practiced the tea ceremony.

"It's getting late, and it's time for me to go back. I'm leaving." After putting down the tea, Wu Ming got up and said to Xin Jiuji, then turned and left.

That back view is indescribably good-looking, even though he is only a young man, he can still see his bright future.

Xin Jiuji squinted at the past.

"Crack—" There was a sudden sound behind him.

Wu Ming turned around suspiciously, and saw Xin Jiuji staring at him, the teacup he was holding was crushed by him, leaving a hand full of tea.

The blue tea wet his sleeves again, with an indescribable smell.

The pieces of celadon fell into Xin Jiuji's hands, they were blood-colored, mixed with tea, it made people think of something they shouldn't think about.

"Mr. Xin?" Wu Ming asked suspiciously.

Xin Jiuji suddenly closed his eyes, picked up the silk handkerchief handed over to him, and wiped his hands bit by bit.

That expression was extremely serious, and it seemed that he was holding back something.

Wu Ming saw that Xin Jiuji was silent, looking for boredom, turned around and left.

After such a visit today, he lost his mind to swim in the lake, so he ordered the oiran to be sent back, and he swayed back to the Wu Mansion by himself on the street.

After Wu Ming left, Xin Jiuji regained his composure.

He looked at his cut palm, wondering what to think.

"Master, do you need to invite Mr. Wu back?" A servant asked beside him.

The owner came in and was restless all the time. If there was a reason, it was all because of Wu Ming's appearance.

"No need right now." Xin Jiuji didn't take any medicine, just looking at his palm.

When Wu Ming left just now, that figure overlapped with the man in the dream.

It's him, that person is him!

Xin Jiuji didn't know how he felt for a while.

A dream within a dream, or a dream is not a dream.

Xin Jiuji felt that he couldn't tell the difference.

After being told by him that day, this young master of the Wu family never appeared in front of his eyes, why did he dream of him?

And it's still those inexplicable pictures and lingering.

In the dream, he and that person fell asleep and slept intimately, and when that person left, he was determined and cruel, why did he leave?

Xin Jiuji reached out and stroked his forehead.

He felt that he was probably in a daze.

He had always done as he pleased, never thinking that anything would distract him.

This was the first one, but Xin Jiuji felt that it would definitely not be the last.

……

On this side, Wu Ming was arrested by his elder brother as soon as he returned to Wu Mansion.

One month ago, Wu Jiangming officially handed over the brothel under his name to Wu Ming, but the boy took the oiran out to spend time and wine, and because of this, Mr. Wu scolded Wu Ming several times, but Wu Ming still followed him. Like a normal person.

It was time to go out or go out as usual, to have fun as usual, although he was not doing his job properly, but he did not do anything harmful to nature, and as time passed, Mr. Wu just turned a blind eye.

But Wu Jiangming is not Mr. Wu, and he didn't agree with this matter from the beginning. Seeing that this kid didn't pay attention, he planned to let this kid study at home to become a scholar.

It's fine if you don't have the talent to do business. At least you can make a name for yourself. Eating, drinking and having fun all day long will lose all your wealth.

"Third brother, where did you come back from?" Wu Jiangming sat in the flower hall and asked someone to invite Wu Ming over.

Wu Ming looked down at the carpet, but didn't speak.

"You're still young, so it's inevitable that you will have a playful temper, but you can't blindly have fun, right?" Wu Jiangming took a sip of tea and said softly.

Wu Ming raised his head and looked at Wu Jiangming, frowning, "I don't like reading, and I can't get into it. If the elder brother is going to let me get a job, forget it."

Wu Jiangming smiled, "You are still young, so you don't know how much fame will benefit your future."

"I know, for example, the second brother, who entered the Hanlin Academy and now in Los Angeles, no one can give our Wu family some face." Wu Ming spread his hands and pouted, "But my brain is not good enough, I can't get into the book, and I can't get a job. , I also feel that I have no talent in business, and I am still suitable to be raised by you, big brother."

"Oh." Wu Jiangming shook his head with a smile, "You are not shy or impatient, but this is not up to you."

"Starting tomorrow, I will invite my husband to come to the mansion to teach you. If you don't pass the examination as a scholar, you will stay in the mansion for the rest of your life and be raised by the eldest brother, third brother."

After saying that, Wu Jiangming put the tea lid on, remembering that there were still some unfinished business in the shop outside, so he got up and straightened his sleeves.

"If you dare to sneak out, you should know the consequences." Wu Jiangming glanced at Wu Ming, and the meaning in that look was self-evident.

Wu Ming's face turned bitter.

Damn, this heinous exploitation of human rights and assets! !

Although Wu Ming was extremely reluctant, he was really locked up by his elder brother.

The next day, his eldest brother invited him a gentleman, an old man with a white beard, who talked about a lot of things that Wu Ming could understand, and some he didn't want to understand.

It was probably the first time that gentleman saw a disobedient student like Wu Ming, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him on the first day. He told Wu Jiangming that day that he couldn't teach this student, so please ask Gao Ming.

Wu Jiangming kept his husband here because he talked about it. He didn't say anything, but it was Mr. Wu who scolded Wu Ming again.

Wu Ming stuck out his tongue, and got up in the middle of the night when he couldn't sleep, and climbed over the wall to run away.

But the wall was much higher than Wu Ming. Wu Ming looked around and saw a tree very close. He first climbed up the tree, and then threw himself on the wall, directly hurting his stomach to death.

Wu Ming didn't dare to stay on the wall for too long, seeing no one around with a bitter expression, he began to turn around.

Seeing that it was quite high, Wu Ming hesitated for a while, he either fell back or fell down, the left and right sides were the same, it might as well go out.

Thinking like this, Wu Ming began to crawl outside, stepped slightly lightly, and fell directly from the wall, his calf hurt a little.

But it's okay, Wu Ming looked back, got up and patted the dust on his body, raised his head and started walking towards the quiet street.

It was almost midnight now, and even the business of the night market had almost come to an end. The whole street was deserted, and there was no excitement during the day at all.

Wu Ming walked to the middle of the street and stopped suddenly.

Frowning, Wu Ming reached out and squeezed his forehead.

'system? '

No one answered, and the quiet street occasionally passed by with a cool breeze, with a hint of depression.

'Don't play these messy tricks with me, I don't want to do it, no one can force me, you have been by my side for so long, you should know what kind of temper I am. '

Amid the ups and downs, Wu Ming seemed to hear someone sighing.

[Wu Ming, after the third fragment is collected, I am willing to be destroyed by you. 】 "Shushasha——" The wind blew, bringing a bit of coolness.

Wu Ming lowered his eyes and remained silent.

[If this is what you want, then come and get it. 】

After a while of silence, Wu Ming suddenly laughed out loud.

'really? '

【really. 】

Wu Ming suddenly burst out laughing, the kind of laughter with a little complacency and joy.

He originally had a flamboyant temperament, and when he smiled, he looked like a well-fed little fox.

"Okay." Wu Ming's eyes were crooked, the emotions in his eyes were covered by thick eyelashes, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Turning around, Wu Ming headed towards Baihualou.

For Wu Ming, fighting against the system is probably one of the few joys in life.

But sometimes the more interesting things are, the more likely they are to go wrong.

The gap between them is getting bigger and bigger, it's better to work hard for two or three worlds, and it will be resolved by then.

Anyway, it's just a bunch of data.

Yep, just a blob of data.

The author has something to say: Thank you, my baby, for your mine, thank you so much ps: My manuscript is really lost, and there are two more chapters orz

In addition, congratulations to me for passing the 50 word mark! ! !

I will work hard towards the 60 mark, come on, eh! !