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Wu Jiu's tone was half-true, half-false, as if joking, and frivolously brushed his finger along Ziqing's slender neck, as if to tease someone, but what he said made Ziqing's heart tremble violently. I shuddered.

Not only that, even Wu Jiao's frivolous gestures became very dangerous. After all, his hand slid along Ziqing's neck, as if it was not long and slender fingers, but a sharp short sword. It can open Ziqing's throat in an instant,

Ziqing trembled slightly, and couldn't speak for a while, Wu Jiao took a full view of the trembling move, and just smiled.Ting Ziqing didn't speak, and let out a chuckling nasal sound again.

"Ok?"

"Gong... son..."

Ziqing lowered his head, and said: "Ziqing watched the young master and the two envoys drink to their heart's content, and was afraid... afraid that there would not be enough snacks, so he went to the dining room."

Wu Jiao put down his hands slowly, and said with a smile, "Go to the dining room? What about the snacks?"

Ziqing himself was nervous, and when asked this way, his eyes shrank fiercely, and he always felt that Wu Jiao knew something and was forcing himself to submit.

Ziqing is only 12 years old this year, but his psychological age is actually far more than 12 years old. He has suffered, and I don’t know how many times that of children of the same age. After meeting Qihou, he has always been grateful to Dade and wanted to repay, and finally the opportunity came up.

At that time, because Ziqing was cute and handsome, with a well-proportioned face, and was very cautious and low-key, so he was assigned to serve beside the second son of the late father, Ziqing thought that his day of success had finally arrived.

Not to mention the day when he was in his prime, just to say that he would not be looked down upon by others, looked down upon, and bullied at every turn.

However, Ziqing was wrong. He was assigned to be next to Young Master Jiu, but Young Master Jiu was a man with only intelligence and good looks. If you like, you will vent your anger on the slave.

Because Ziqing was a child close to him, he was beaten the most, but Ziqing was used to it, but he hadn't escaped from his fate. Because of his background, he was destined to be the same as the slaughtered cattle and sheep, even Not as good as cattle and sheep, because he is a slave...

Later, the third son appeared again, and treated Ziqing very favorably, and Ziqing also knew that the third son meant to let himself be an internal response, but Ziqing just couldn't stand such a fake and compassionate reception. Looking around, who would Mercy to a slave, or even false mercy for a purpose?

Ziqing agreed to be the third son's internal response, and everything went smoothly. Ziqing was only beaten, but never suspected, until...

Ziqing suddenly felt that the second son was a little different, since when did he start?

Ever since the Second Young Master was stopped by Gongsun Xipeng from entering the city outside Linzi City, he vomited blood and fainted in a fit of anger. Since then, the Second Young Master has been different. Not only Ziqing can see this, but even Zhao Hu and Guan Yiwu can see it. up.

If Zhaohu and Guan Yiwu were loyal to the emperor before, now they are completely convinced.

Since then, Ziqing has never been beaten again. There are only old wounds on his body, and there are no new wounds. The old wounds gradually become old with time, but Ziqing's work is getting more and more difficult every day.

The second son became cautious and low-key. Not only was he smart, but he also knew that Ziqing hadn't found the opportunity to report to Marquis Qi several times.

Now I have reported it, but I was almost caught...

No, I don't know if it was a near miss, maybe he has already been caught, because of the second young master's attitude, which is a bit ambiguous and unclear, Ziqing felt very uneasy.

Wu Jiao asked him where he got the snacks, but Ziqing couldn't answer. After all, he was only 12 years old. Although he had already exercised his heart like water, he had a feeling that it was difficult to deal with Wu Jiao.

Ziqing's throat trembled, and he forced himself to say calmly, "There are no snacks in the dining room, so Ziqing... Ziqing is back."

Wu Jiao listened, but gave a "puchi" laugh, seemed a little happy, waved his hand, and said indifferently: "Forget it, I've finished drinking anyway, and I told you to take the snacks to Marquis Qi." .”

Wu Jiu's words were light and light, like snowflakes or goose feathers, and in an instant followed by the dry summer wind, they scattered with a "squeak--".

However, this time, Ziqing was so frightened that his whole body was covered in cold sweat, and the clothes on his back were soaked in an instant. He felt the cold sweat soaking through the clothes and sticking tightly to his back. The tailbone came straight up, and with a "Boom!" it rushed to the top of the head, and the whole person almost knelt on the ground as soon as his legs gave up.

"Gong... son..."

But Wu Jiu seemed not aware of the sound of his own words, turned his head and walked slowly towards the room, pushed open the door of his room with a "squeak", looked back at Ziqing, and said with a smile: "What's wrong? I'm just kidding you , why are you acting dumb? Come in quickly."

Ziqing hurriedly followed behind into the room with stiff hands and feet. After Wu Jiao went in, he loosened his meticulous neckline, then fell down on the couch, sighed, rubbed his temples, and said, "Clean up your things, My head hurts a little bit."

Ziqing immediately said softly, "Yes, young master."

Ziqing saw Wu Jiao lying on the couch with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, his breathing was long, but his brows were slightly frowned, as if his head was really uncomfortable from drinking too much wine.

Wu Jiao didn't speak any more, Ziqing hurriedly packed up the drinking things just now, tidied up the tables and tables, put away all the empty dishes and gently took them out.

When Ziqing came back, Wu Jiu had already sat up from the couch and was drinking water. Ziqing hurried over and said, "My lord, can Ziqing get you some warm water? You just drank wine, and drinking cold water is not good for your body." good."

Wu Jiu waved his hand, just rubbing his forehead, it seemed that he really had a headache, Wu Jiu didn't know why his body was so delicate, but he was indeed so delicate, in his previous life he often socialized and drank because of work, although Wu Jiu He prefers to stay at home and not go anywhere, but entertainment is essential, and he can drink well.

But now, I just drank a few glasses with Gong Zhiqi Bailixi impromptu, and it was still a low-alcohol wine. After drinking it, let alone a headache, I also felt a little flustered and short of breath, and a feeling of tightness in my chest.

Wu Jiu waved his hand, turned over and lay down on the couch again, but this time he patted his own soft couch, motioning for Ziqing to go over.

Ziqing was terrified of Wu Jiao now, to be honest, he didn't dare to go over, but he had to go over, so Ziqing had to bite the bullet and walk over, then stood by the couch, listening to Wu Jiao's words.

But Wu Jiao didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed Ziqing's wrist, "Shua!", and dragged him over, Ziqing let out an "ah", and was caught off guard by Wu Jiao. He fell on the couch, almost crushing Wu Jiu.

Ziqing hurriedly stood up, but Wu Jiu smiled and said, "Sit down."

Ziqing was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do, but he didn't dare to say no, so he quickly sat on the side of the couch, Wu Jiao turned over, and the white silk clothes "crashed" thought, and turned over to pillow on Ziqing's lap .

Ziqing was startled, his whole body shook, Wu corrected on the pillow, sighed, and said, "This height is just right."

Ziqing was so nervous that he didn't dare to take a breath, Wu Jiu raised his head from below, stared at Ziqing's chin, stretched out his hand with a smile, stroked Ziqing's wrist lightly twice, and lifted it away with a "squeak". Ziqing's sleeve.

Ziqing was even more taken aback, and quickly called out, "Master."

Ziqing's face turned pale in an instant, and his jaw almost trembled. Wu Jiao tilted his head and took a look. Ziqing's wrist was up, and there were many scars, big and small, and round. Hot, but it has been years and years, some are very light, some are dark brown, mottled.

Wu Jiu narrowed his eyes, staring at Ziqing's scar and Ziqing's pale face, he suddenly sighed.

Wu Jiu had seen it a long time ago. Since he woke up, Ziqing has been serving him close to him. He inevitably saw the scars under Ziqing's sleeves. At first he thought it was an accidental bump, but later he found that Ziqing had many scars, big and small. Small, some were knife marks, others looked like burns.

Wu Jiu actually guessed it, perhaps this Young Master Jiu was not very kind to the people around him, at least not to the attendants, the scars on Ziqing's body must have been caused by "myself".

Seeing Ziqing's frightened face now, Wu Jiu was even more sure. His fingers were gently stroking one of the scars, Ziqing's lips trembled in fright, and sweat almost dripped down his forehead.

Under Ziqing's fearful gaze, Wu Jiu let go of his hand slowly, and said softly, "Ziqing, I treated you badly before."

Ziqing didn't know what Wu Jiu was talking about, so he said tremblingly, "Your... why did you say that, you..."

But Wu Jiu didn't wait for him to finish, just said: "Get some medicine, I hurt my face last time, and the medicine prescribed by the doctor has not been used up, so you should wipe it off."

Ziqing looked at Wu Jiu in disbelief, and Wu Jiu smiled and said, "Otherwise, with so many scars, how can I ask for a wife in the future?"

Ziqing was afraid and apprehensive. He didn't know whether Wu Jiao was joking, teasing or testing himself, but he never felt that Wu Jiao was sincere.

But Wu Jiu's smile was too gentle, whether it was true or not, that smile was too gentle, Ziqing's heart trembled a little, and her wrist trembled.

Wu Jiu took out a small box from the couch, handed it to Ziqing, and said, "Take the wound medicine and wipe it on."

Wu Jiao stuffed the wound medicine into Ziqing's hand, and Ziqing rolled his throat. He couldn't speak anymore, and Wu Jiao didn't speak any more. He turned over, rolled off Ziqing's lap, and lay sideways on the couch. I closed my eyes again and rested.

Because Wu Jiu was assassinated, he rested for a day, and he was going to go to Liangfu Mountain early the next morning to look for Cao GUI.

To be honest, Wu Jiu didn't like to stay in the country of Ju. When he thought of Juzi's appearance, Wu Jiu felt sick to his stomach. This is not an exaggeration, he would really vomit.

Because of Juzi, Wu Jiao's heart disease became more and more serious, but it is also a very strange thing, Wu Jiao has no problem touching anyone on his own initiative, but when others touch him, Wu Jiao will feel very uncomfortable. Uncomfortable, dizziness and nausea in severe cases, acid reflux in the stomach.

In the early morning, the summer sun rises very early, Wu Jiu has already got up, sitting on the mat, Ziqing is helping him arrange his hair, the sounds outside are very busy, and the accompanying attendants and Huben army have already started to prepare the frame.

Wu Jiu went to Mount Liangfu under the banner of traveling in mountains and rivers, so there were not many people accompanying him, but he must bring the Huben army. After all, there were not only Da Xingren and Da Si Xing in their team, but also Qi Qi. Hou himself, if something goes wrong, he can't afford it.

Wu Jiu drank alcohol yesterday, his head still hurt a little, he straightened his clothes, stood up and opened the door to go out. As soon as he opened the door, he saw many people standing in the yard outside, including Zhaohu Dongguoya. , and even Qihou in black.

Today Qihou is also very plainly dressed, wearing a black robe with no pattern, but that plain black clothes can't hide Qihou's eye-catching appearance and proud stature. Standing in the crowd, he is taller than others Some.

Because there were many people around, Wu Jiu didn't salute when he saw Marquis Qi, but said, "Are the chariots and horses ready?"

Gongsun Xipeng said, "It's ready to go back to Daxing."

Wu Jiu nodded and said, "Let's go."

As he spoke, he quickly passed through the crowd and walked out of the gate of the post house. Ziqing supported Wu Jiu, and Wu Jiu got into the car with a kick. Get on the chariot.

At this time, Wu Jiu made a "crash" sound, raised the curtain of the car with his white palm, and said flatly, "Lord Lu is accompanying the car."

Qihou stood in the crowd, his black clothes moved slightly, and he saluted unhurriedly and said, "Thank you, sir."

As he spoke, he stretched his hands, quickly stepped into the black car, and got into the black car with a low body, lowered the curtain, blocking everyone's sight.

Wu Jiu was sitting in the car. In fact, he had also thought about not letting Qi Hou pedal the car. After all, he is now the master secretary, and he has no official rank. He is just a diner. When he thought of Qi Hou walking with the car, Wu Jiu would Feeling inexplicably... a little excited.

However, Wu Jiu is not a person who does not care about the consequences for a moment of pleasure, the consequences of such a moment of pleasure must be very serious, so Wu Jiu let Qihou ride together.

Marquis Qi came in from the outside, and the moment he lowered the curtain, Wu Jiu saluted respectfully and said: "Jiu is rude, please punish me."

Qi Hou was smiling on the surface, in fact, just now when he saw Wu Jiu getting into the car, he was indeed a little upset, but Wu Jiu had already made an apology, if he really blamed him, he would look petty.

Qihou said with a smile: "What is the crime, please ask the second brother."

As he said, he stretched out his hand to support Wu Jiao, Wu Jiao got up following Qi Hou's support, the car started up in a flash, with a "bang", Wu Jiao was unsteady, and "bang" some of his body swayed and fell down go down.

Subconsciously, Qi Hou quickly helped him, grabbed Wu Jiao by the waist, and prevented him from hitting the wall of the car. At that moment, Qi Hou felt that under the white silk thin shirt, Wu Jiao was slender than others The thin waist trembled violently.

Wu Jiu took a quick step back, opened the distance, lowered his head and said, "Thank you, sir."

As he spoke, his face was a little pale, and his throat rolled twice. Wu Jiao thought he had recovered from his illness, but in the end he still didn't. The moment Qi Hou hugged his waist just now, Wu Jiao felt his chest throbbing. I was overwhelmed, suffocated, and dizzy. Although the nausea was not obvious, it was much stronger than last time, but it still didn't subside.

Wu Jiu resisted, not wanting Qihou to see it, Qihou didn't pay attention, but said: "Second brother's complexion is not good, just set off now, already passed out?"

Qi Hou smiled again and said: "The second brother can bear it, it's dark on the way to the foot of the mountain."

Wu Jiao prevaricated for a while, and the two of them sat down. Wu Jiao slowed down for a while, and took a few deep breaths silently. Then he suppressed the feeling, his chest gradually became smoother, and the nausea also dissipated. His complexion improved slightly.

Qi Hou was sitting in the car, listening to the sound of the "grumbling" wheels, quietly closing his eyes, as if he was taking a rest, after a while, he suddenly said: "I heard...Yesterday the second brother made friends with two Yu Countryman?"

Wu Jiu rolled his dark eyes, lowered his head, and said, "Yes, there is indeed such a thing."

But Qi Hou never asked who the people of Yu State were, nor did he intend to inquire, but just smiled a little and said: "Gu Ke has not eaten the green beans made by the second brother, and the second brother has already asked others to take them down. Alcohol, Gu really tastes good."

Wu Jiu silently listened to Qi Hou start talking sticky words again, but said indifferently: "Qingdou is mean, how dare to enter the mouth of the king?"

Qihou smiled, and looked down at Wu Jiu's hands. His hands were slender and fair, but they were not soft and graceful like a woman's fingers. The joints were very distinct, and the nails were round and neatly trimmed. They were half hidden under the white sleeves. , the other half is half hidden and half exposed, put on the knees in a formal manner, sitting upright.

Qihou said with a smile: "It's really interesting that humble things can be turned into delicacies by the hands of the second brother. It's like this world. If someone is the king, the people will live in poverty. If someone is the king, then... peace Prosperity."

Wu Jiu lowered his head and said, "Yes, your Majesty taught me the lesson."

Qihou smiled "haha", waved his hand and said, "How can I teach you a lesson? Second brother is serious. There is always such a gap between second brother and Gu."

As Qihou said, he got up a little bit. Under the black thin shirt, because of his movements, the muscles suddenly relaxed, and they collapsed into smooth arcs, bursting out with a kind of wild strength.

Qihou moved his position slightly, and sat down next to Wu Jiao. Wu Jiao could even feel the two of them rubbing against each other's legs through the thin silk clothes. Resisting not speaking, his throat quickly rolled twice.

I heard Qi Hou say: "Second brother, do you remember? The heart-to-heart talk we said before."

Restraining the cold sweat on his back, Wu Jiu said with a little shortness of breath, "Jiao... remember."

Qihou laughed and said: "Second brother and Gu are always so cautious, Gu..."

In the middle of his words, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, and in the dark carriage, he suddenly helped him over. For some reason, Wu Jiao felt paralyzed in his head for an instant, and was about to fall down in an instant. After finishing speaking, he quickly supported him and said, "Second Brother?"

Wu Jiu just fainted for a moment, his eyes went dark, and then brightened up again, he was still hugged by Qi Hou, which made Wu Jiu even more uncomfortable, his breathing became short of breath, and he heard Qi Hou faintly in his ear. The voice was calling to himself, and he vaguely heard the voice of Qi Hou calling for the medical officer, the car stopped suddenly.

Wu Jiu tried his best to stretch out his hand to push him away, and distanced himself from Qihou, gasping for breath, with cold sweat streaming into his eyes, a little confused, and said with difficulty: "Jiao is fine...don't call the medical officer... ..."

"Second brother?"

"No...don't touch me..."

Wu Jiao pushed aside Qihou's hand with trembling hands, Qihou squinted his eyes, Wu Jiao immediately covered his mouth, his voice trembling slightly, took a deep breath, endured the feeling of nausea, and said with difficulty: "Jiao is impolite!" ..."

He said he was going to get out of the car, but just as he raised the curtain, Qihou suddenly stood up, with a very gentle expression, without any trace of anger, and said: "Second brother is still in the car, let's go for a walk alone, you just rest. "

Before Wu Jiu could react, Qihou had already made a "crash", opened the curtain of the car, got out from inside, and jumped out of the car with a "step" sound without the support of others.

As soon as he got out of the car, his face changed instantly, from being gentle and considerate just now, to gloomy and gloomy in an instant.

When Gongsun Xipeng saw Marquis Qi get out of the chariot, he hurriedly asked someone to bring the horse over, and asked Marquis Qi to get on the horse.

After Qihou went out, Wu Jiu quickly covered his mouth and retched a few times, wiped the cold sweat off his face with his sleeve robe, and slowly calmed down after a while. Leng, he lost his composure just now, and even threw away Qihou's hand, don't look at Qihou's gentleness in front of others, Wu Jiu has already figured out his nature, in fact, he is narrow-minded, I'm afraid he will be hated by Qihou.

Wu Jiu sighed, rubbed his face vigorously, narrowed his eyes, his black pupils shone slightly in the dim compartment...

The car drove forward slowly. Since this little episode, Qi Hou didn't get in the car again. At noon, the car stopped to have a meal. After the meal, Qi Hou didn't get in the car. The speed of the car slowed down until [-] o'clock in the evening. Come down, wobbly.

Wu Jiu raised the curtain of the car, looked at the sky, and said, "Is it time to arrive?"

He himself wanted to ask the little boy Qing or the Huben army following the chariot, but he didn't know that a tall horse suddenly jumped beside him, a white steed, and Qihou sat on it in a black robe with a rein in his hand, with his back straight and his whole body Filled with an indescribably handsome aura.

Qihou drove his horse over, came to the side of the chariot, shook the reins of the horse lightly to slow down the bridle, and said with a smile: "Back to Da Xingren, we have already arrived at the foot of the mountain, and Da Si Xing went to the front to spend the night."

Wu Jiu didn't expect Qi Hou to follow him on horseback. This man seemed to be addicted to playing pretend games. Wu Jiu immediately said flatly, "I'm here to write to you, Master Lu."

When he said this, Zhao Hu, who led the horse to clear the way in front, burst out laughing, leaned on the horse's back, his shoulders kept shaking, Dong Guoya glanced at him, and shook his head helplessly.

After Wu Jiu finished speaking, it was obvious that Qi Hou's handsome face froze. Although it was fleeting, it made people feel refreshed.

Qi Hou glanced at Zhao Hu's smiling back indifferently, just shook the rein lightly, and took a few quick steps, getting closer to Wu Jiao's black chariot.

Qihou leaned over slightly, his smooth muscles were hidden under the black robe, and almost followed his movements for a moment, he approached Wu Jiu slightly, and with a voice that only the two of them could hear, he said with a chuckle: "Second brother I will be joking, it seems that my body is getting better, but the second elder brother's face turned pale just now, which made Gu still worry all the time."

Hearing his words, Wu Jiu's tone was light and soft, as if he was coaxing a woman, and he was a little coquettish, and suddenly his back felt cold, not because of nausea, but because of goose bumps all over his body, and he said softly: " Thank you for your concern."

They said, the team finally stopped, and Gongsun Xipeng went into the village first to find a private house for the night. He had already driven back quickly, and he bowed his hands to the car driver, actually to Qihou who was next to the car driver, and said loudly Said: "The homestay is ready, please go."

Qi Hou first got off the horse with a "crash" and got off the horse, then he opened the curtain himself, stretched out his hand to help, and asked Wu Jiao to get off the car.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, this time Qi Hou didn't touch Wu Jiu's hand, but just gave him a virtual support.

Wu Jiu got out of the car, Qi Hou Gongsun Xi Pengzhao Hu Dong Guo Ya followed, and Gong Zi Yuan reluctantly followed at the end, staring coldly at Wu Jiu's figure in front of him, looking left and right in disgust.

The area around Mount Liangfu should be regarded as a slum in Ju State. There are some villagers at the foot of the mountain, but there are less than ten households. It is a very dilapidated small village. Every household has no vacant houses. They want to live in one household. , It is absolutely impossible, so they have to be split up. Fortunately, the village is only about the size of a palm, and it is not too scattered.

Gongsun Xipeng went there for a long time just for this matter. One of the families is the largest, but they can only provide two houses. The conditions of this family are considered good. live in this household.

Gongsun Xipeng led the crowd into the village. It was very dilapidated. It was almost a village with nothing to do. The road was a dirt road. I don’t know if it rained early this morning or the next day. The soil on the ground was muddy and it was very difficult to walk. , Young Master Yuan looked at the dirt with contempt, and didn't even want to step on it, while Wu Jiao walked over indifferently. There was a little dirt on his white shirt, but he was not at all embarrassed, like a lotus sprouting out of mud. Can't help but pay attention.

When everyone entered the farmer's house, Gongsun Xipeng had already made arrangements in advance, gave the farmer a lot of money and food, asked the farmer to cook something good to eat, and cleaned up the room.

The room has indeed been tidied up, but it is empty and empty, and there is only one hard couch after entering, which is still a temporary one.

Wu Jiu glanced at the room, thinking in his heart that he might have to sleep on the floor today.

Gongsun Xipeng asked Wu Jiu to allocate a room, but Wu Jiu dismissed the others first, and then said: "Please show me."

Qi Hou looked left and right, the room was not big, but it was very empty, and then he glanced at everyone, not only Wu Jiu felt that Qi Hou's expression was particularly "weird", there was a chilling illusion...

Qihou didn't immediately say how to allocate the rooms, but first allocated the unimportant ones, that is, the entourage and the Huben army, of course they were allocated in his farmhouse, and the rest were still not allocated.

Wu Jiu actually calmed down when he saw his allocation like this. Maybe he didn't need to make a floor shop tonight. After all, he was far away from the old city of Ju now. Just a room for myself, and a room for the rest of the people.

Although there are more people left, no one wants to share a room with Qi Hou, and everyone would rather be crowded.

Since it was already dusk, everyone went in to rest their feet, and before they could catch their breath, it was already early for dinner in the farmhouse here, and it was time to start eating, and the attendants were all busy.

Wu Zhengzheng is drinking water, the water here is bitter water directly from the pump, and it is not very tasty, green and astringent has an indescribable bitter taste, but it is better than nothing.

Wu Jiu drank the water, heard what Qi Hou said, and said with a smile: "Second Brother, do you still remember the Qingdou that Gu Zai said?"

Wu Zheng was drinking water and was almost choked. Ziqing hurriedly took away the water glass and handed Wu Jiao a piece of handkerchief. Wu Jiao covered his mouth and nose and coughed lightly. His face flushed and he said hastily, "Jie is impolite. Please remember your majesty's words."

The other people beside them looked confused, even Zhao Hu and Dong Guoya were also confused, not knowing what charade Qihou was playing.

Haricot vert?

What secret could Aomame have?

Everyone speculated in their hearts, the situation was changing, and no one spoke for a while, but Qi Hou was calm and said with a smile: "I want to eat this, the second brother Yugu will do it, okay?"

For a moment, everyone stared blankly, showing shocked expressions, secretly went to see Wu Jiao, and then secretly looked at Qihou, but they still couldn't figure out what to do.

Wu Jiao's expression was still calm, he just pursed his lips for a moment, and then said: "Yes."

As he spoke, he straightened up and said, "Na Jiu will take his leave first."

He said, got up to salute, and walked out of the room.

Qihou was still smiling when he watched Wu Jiao walk out of the room, and as the curtain fell with a "crash", that gentle smile slowly froze, little by little, as if being blown by the scorching summer wind The dried up generally.

In fact, all the ambiguity and tenderness of Qihou along the way is intentional. After all, Qihou has installed an internal agent beside Wu Jiu. He naturally knows all of Wu Jiao's actions. Wu Jiao is a smart person, but he pretends not to be smart. He lowered his head and lowered his hands everywhere, looking calm and breezy, with few desires and no desires, but Qi Hou knew that it must be an illusion.

Qi Hou just wanted to see how long Wu Jiu could pretend to be. He tried several times, but they all failed. He failed several times in a row. Apart from the time when Wu Jiao hit him, there was also the time when he threw his hands away in the car. , but apart from the respectful apology afterwards, there was nothing wrong with it.

When Qihou thought of the reason why Wu Jiao threw his hand away, his face became darker again. Qihou naturally knew that Wu Jiao was not targeting him, but in the end it was Juzi who was frivolous and obscene. Thinking of this question, Qihou's attitude seemed to be After all, on this issue, Juzi represents the state of Ju. No matter how Wu Jiu is a defeated quail, he is also a citizen of the state of Qi, a great pedestrian appointed by himself.

Being so taunted and frivolous by Juzi, he really doesn't take Qihou seriously. Qihou has always been a very narrow-minded person, and his teeth itch with hatred.

In a blink of an eye, the moment Wu Jiu exited the room, Qihou's face changed from a spring breeze to a rustling autumn wind, and finally to a gloomy winter. Everyone didn't know what happened.

Zhao Hu saw it, and thought that Marquis Qi was targeting Wu Jiu, but he didn't know that Marquis Qi had thought so far in his mind.

Zhao Hu sneaked out from the room and asked Xiao Tong, only to find out that the green beans he was talking about meant for Wu Jiu to cook a bowl of green beans himself.

When Zhaohu heard it, he was annoyed, and went directly to the dining room of the farmhouse with a gloomy face.

There is no serious dining room in the farmhouse. There are more than 2000 cooks in the Qi Palace, but they are nobles, and the extravagance of nobles is always beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

There is not even a serious dining room here, and there are houses piled up next to it, and there are bursts of smells coming out of it, not only the smell, but also a strange smell.

It’s the first time for the villagers here to see so many ingredients, but they don’t know how to use them at all. The villagers usually eat the staple food without any seasonings, while the nobleman has to eat six kinds of staple food for a meal, regardless of whether the nobleman can eat it or not. Well, these are all displayed on the table, and the villagers are suddenly taken out so many ingredients, they are stunned and don't know what to do.

Wu Jiu entered the "dining room" and rolled up his sleeves. The white sleeve robe was rolled up to the elbows, revealing delicate wrists and delicate elbows. Not only that, because the hair on the sideburns always fell out of the way, Wu Jiu stretched out his hand He pulled it casually, and was lowering his head, revealing his smooth back neck. He was steamed by the stove in summer, and he was sweating a little. The wet sweat soaked the meticulous neckline and neck, and painted a light layer of softness. .

Wu Jiu frowned slightly, speaking to the villagers around him from time to time, instructing them on how to handle the ingredients, sowing the green beans by himself, with all kinds of bronze utensils brought along with him placed beside him, spreading out the seasonings, and using a small dagger to quickly spread the green beans Shuttle through several seasonings.

Zhao Hu's eyes were dazzled, and in a split second, Wu Jiu had mixed several kinds of seasonings, mixing them together, a special fragrance was diffused without even frying, it was really amazing.

Standing outside the "dining room", Zhao Hu was dumbfounded. On the one hand, it was because of Wu Jiu's appearance, and on the other hand, because of Wu Jiu's fierce and unscrupulous manner, like a wind blowing leaves. Jumping wildly, there was an urge to hold my breath.

Zhao Hu was watching secretly, when he heard two soft coughs of "cough cough", almost startled him, turned his head and saw that it was Dong Guo Ya.

Seeing that it was Dong Guo Ya, Zhao Hu heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Da Ya."

As he spoke, he turned back and continued to "peek" at Wu Jiu.

Dong Guoya saw that he said "Da Ya" in a flat manner, and then he had nothing to say. He smiled helplessly and said, "You can't know your state of mind because of Dong Guo, just like that." Shall I reveal it without fear?"

Zhao Hu was taken aback for a moment, and then his face blushed, he was a little unnatural, and said: "What state of mind, don't talk nonsense!"

Dong Guoya suddenly raised his hand, pressed his temple, sighed deeply, and said, "Master Zhong, don't you think that Dong Guo's words should not focus on the state of mind?"

Zhao Hu chuckled and said, "Anyway, you guessed it."

Dong Guoya cupped his hands and said, "Should Dong Guo respect the frankness of the concubine?"

Zhao Hu cupped his hands and said with a smile, "I dare not do it."

Dong Guoya was completely speechless this time, and Zhao Hu suddenly felt sour and refreshed. The feeling was really unprecedented. After all, Dong Guoya was not soaked in oil and salt all the way. He is a literati. With sharp teeth and sharp teeth, sometimes the words can't be explained.Although Dong Guoya was a bit stronger, he was still a literati, and Zhao Hu couldn't really beat him, so he was always at a disadvantage.

Who would have thought that when moving back to a plate today, Dongguo Ya would sometimes have nothing to say.

Dong Guoya watched Wu Jiao quickly pour the green beans into the cauldron and stir-fry, but he didn't know what he was thinking, and was slightly lost in thought.

Zhao Hu was stunned for a moment, bumped Dong Guo Ya's chest with his elbow, gritted his molars, and said softly, "Da Ya, what do you mean by that look in your eyes? I warn you, you don't have any wrong thoughts!"

Dong Guo Ya laughed, looked down at Zhao Hu, and said: "If Dong Guo has any unreasonable thoughts, wouldn't it be a good time? The bastard also happened to hold Dong Guo's handle."

Zhaohu gave a "tsk", Dong Guoya saw that he was about to get angry, he suppressed the smile on his face, frowned and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, Zhong Shu, Dong Guo only admires you, you can endure what others can't bear, in the future It will go out of the world, and the world will be amazed."

Out of...the world...

After Wu Jiao fried the green beans, he instructed the villagers to cook, and the accompanying cook helped. Soon the dinner was cooked, placed in the bronze utensils he brought, and soon began to distribute the meals.

The dinner was served in the room, so Qihou couldn't eat with the villagers naturally, but the dinner was shared by these individuals, each of them had a mat, because of the rush of time, there were no green beans on the other seats, only Qihou was on the table There are green beans, and once the lid is opened, the aroma is tangy, and the mellow aroma of beans fills the cramped farmhouse, making people's index fingers twitch.

Marquis Qi was very satisfied with this special treatment, even though it was just a dish of humble green beans. Everyone looked at Wu Jiao differently. A dish of humble green beans actually won the favor of the king. I am afraid that Wu Jiao is also unprecedented and never will come again. the ones.

The dinner was used up quickly, and before the eunuchs had time to come to remove the table, Qi Hou sat in front of the table, was slowly wiping his hands with a handkerchief, and looked at everyone with a smile.

Seeing Qihou's expression, Wu Jiu knew in his heart that it must be that Qihou wanted to say something, and he must have said something astonishing.

Qihou said with a smile: "Just then Gu thought about it carefully, is this room...Second brother and Gu are in the same room..."

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