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Pei Jiqing used to be the number one official of the Great Zhou Dynasty, until she woke up after being reborn, and turned into a beautiful and beautiful unlucky charmer.

Out of the idea of ​​saving people to the end, Pei Jiqing rescued the little half-breed prince who was raised like a little wolf dog according to his arrangement before his death.

Originally, he only wanted to leave a bloodline for the old emperor, but he brought up the child like an old mother, fought with him, fought with him, and finally watched him move towards the status of the ninth five.

The little wolf dog finally grew up, Mr. Pei stood in the harem, showing a gratified smile.

Pei Jiqing: Σ(°△°|||)︴Wait, why am I in the harem?

Jue Yun: Of course it is to make you above ten thousand people and under one person.

Loyal dog little wolf dog Gong x beautiful as a flower veteran cadre

The story of mastering the shou, attacking the next year, slowly growing up with the shou, and finally taking revenge and conquering the world.

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☆、The rain is coming 01

In the first month of the lunar year, there was a heavy snowfall in the capital, and the snowflakes spread like cotton wool on the wilderness behind the dungeon. Guards in uniforms of officers and soldiers stood in the distance, staring at a man in prison uniform.

He was sitting in the snow wearing only a thin jacket, his slender ankles and wrists were frozen into a nearly transparent blue-gray, he raised his head, coughed a few times in convulsions, a stream of black pus ran down his sharp and thin chin Flowing down, slowly dripping onto the pale snow.

This person is called Pei Jiqing, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion a month ago, and the first official of the Great Zhou Dynasty; but this person came from a humble background. The word "Qing" is still the name that the emperor rewarded him.

In July of last year, King Ning Fu Congjin set up troops on the side of the Qing emperor and announced to the world Pei Jiqing's ten major crimes. The righteous soldiers forced them to the main gate of the imperial city.

The heirs of the Supreme Emperor were chased and killed by the new emperor, and his most important official was also dragged into the boundless snow field, and poured down a cup of Hedinghong that was enough to tear the stomach.

"Pei Jiqing." The leader of the officers and soldiers was Zhe Yu, the regent's confidant. He walked slowly, and said disdainfully, "When will you die, I have no patience."

"almost."

After the beating sound faintly sounded, Pei Jiqing turned her head and revealed an inexplicable smile.

"If you are really ruthless and unrighteous for the sake of power and position, you can still laugh when you are about to die." Zhe Yu looked at Pei Jiqing's slightly charming red thin lips, and felt infinite contempt in his heart. He walked up to Pei Jiqing and bowed his head. Looking at the distorted face that was in extreme pain but still struggling, he sneered and said, "I might as well tell you, your emperor is already too emperor, the third prince is dead, and the other princes and princesses are also dead. Death, apart from the emperor, the Supreme Emperor has no heirs."

Pei Jiqing didn't speak, he raised his head, barely looking at the dark sky connected with the snow, the sound of the watch sounded again, and Zheyu realized that this man drank a pot of Hedinghong and survived a whole day. hour.

"Guardian Zheyu!"

An assassin in black came running panting. He knelt at Zhe Yu's feet, raised his head and said, "Concubine Ming's bodyguard, Lian Mo, is gone, and the little prince... that little bastard is not by Concubine Ming's side either..."

Zhe Yu suddenly turned around, frowned and said, "What?"

The assassin in black said anxiously: "Someone tipped off...they... ran away..."

"Run?" Zheyu sneered, "The entire capital is our people, where can you go, you can bring some people to find, and bring the body back."

The black-clothed assassin led away. At this time, the wind and snow had subsided, and the sky was a little indistinctly white. A puddle of black blood suddenly spewed out from Pei Jiqing's mouth. Looking at Zhe Yu's expression, he finally joined hands with satisfaction. eyes.

"He is the blood of the Supreme Emperor."

Pei Jiqing, who was on the verge of death, babbled in the snow with a voice that no one could hear:

"You traitors, none of you can find him."

At dusk in the capital city, when the first snow fell, a group of officers and soldiers walked down the long street covered with residual snow with black wooden boxes. People around looked sideways and pointed at the boxes.

Not far behind the officers and soldiers was a small house with an ordinary appearance, but the things inside were so luxurious that it looked like a nouveau riche. The leader of the officers and soldiers raised his hand and directed the people to take off the gilded wooden plaque on it and put it hastily in the corner of the alley inside.

On that plaque, there are two large characters written in a very strong thin gold font - "Pei's Mansion".

At the intersection, Zhu Er, a servant of the Pingnan Hou Mansion, also raised his head, poked the thin man standing beside him, and said softly: "Young Master Rong, don't look at it, there are a lot of people raiding the house these days." , I heard that something happened to the third prince, I don’t know what kind of illness he got, but he was gone when he woke up, and the mattress was soaked in black blood, as if he was killed by a monster.”

Seeing that Mr. Rong didn't answer, Zhu Er squinted and continued: "I also heard that this Pei Jiqing is the reincarnation of a bewitching monster. Otherwise, how could he be a small servant and get up to the position of a scholar in Wenyuan Pavilion?" , I heard that his bones were burned, and a monster's tail was burned out, which is scary."

Liu Sanyi at the side trembled, and continued: "Everyone is dead, why do you say that?"

Unconvinced, Zhu Er raised his head and said contemptuously, "Everyone is dead, can they still hear me?"

Liu Sancha changed the subject, pointed to the teahouse in front of him and said softly: "Master Rong, this Fengxi Teahouse owes our family money, but you are so delicate, we brothers just come, why do you personally..."

"Are you coming?" Young Master Rong turned his head, with a contemptuous look on his snow-white face, "You have never been reasonable, and you are so aggressive when you come to ask for the bill, people will think that our Pingnanhou's residence is a robber."

Zhu San stepped into the teahouse, thinking, you little bitch, asking for accounts is always arguing, so what's the point.But he nodded hurriedly on the surface and said: "Yes, what you said is reasonable."

In Fengxi Teahouse, the new storyteller had just put down his folding fan, and Xiaoer beside him looked sideways at the carriage and said with a pout, "Look at this mountain of gold and silver, if I can be a high-ranking official for a day, even if I die immediately, it will be worth it." .”

The storyteller squinted at him, and said in a low voice, "You brat, what do you know?"

Zhu San cleared his throat, and was about to start asking for debts, but Mr. Rong sat down with the hem of his clothes up, and said to Xiaoer, "Give me a bowl of wonton first."

Zhu Sanyi was stunned, and asked: "Mr. Rong, who is this?"

Mr. Rong picked up a pair of chopsticks from the table and blew, and said softly: "Listen to what he said first."

Xiao Er on the side nodded, yelled and walked towards the kitchen, but couldn't help but look back at Young Master Rong.This man's waist is very thin, his face is extremely delicate, his skin is extremely white, as if water can seep out, his big drooping eyes are slightly smiling, and there is a faint red mole at the end of the eye, which looks like The kind of looks that have been favored by God.

Everyone is dead, but he can still hear the conversations in the world, even if it is some nonsense accusations, it makes people feel very kind.

Because God not only favors good people, but sometimes he is a little bit blind and accidentally favors him, a bad person.

That snowy night, Pei Jiqing, who had already died, was woken up by countless voices of "Master Rong". He suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was not in the underworld, but lying in a woodshed with injuries all over his body. Climbing out of the firewood house, I saw an unknown face by the well water under the moonlight. This person's long hair was disheveled, his eyes were full of affection, and even the bloody scar on Bai's thin neck was a little coquettish. .

Contemptuous concerns and messy memories from the people around him poured into his mind. Pei Jiqing hugged the cold well, half-deadly stunned all night, and finally understood his situation, and also knew the name of this person.

He was reborn, and now he is called Rong Luan, and he is the second son of his former colleague and scholar Rong Ting.

After the new emperor came to the throne, the entire Rong family was slaughtered. Only this handsome young master Rong was retained by the regent's confidant Xiao Wansheng, and Xiao Wansheng, who is the Marquis of Pingnan, only retained this person for one purpose - to have fun.

Rong Luan is different from Pei Jiqing who comes from a humble background. Apart from a face that can be called a disaster, he has been a pampered and pampered son of a scholar's mansion since he was a child, so even if he is forced to cut off water and food by the Pingnanhou mansion, he will never Israel serves people, and for him, suicide is indeed the best way.

Outside the chaifang, more and more servants of the Hou's mansion gathered. They looked at Pei Jiqing with half disdain and half worry, because they felt that Mr. Rong was clearly serving others with sex, and even pretended to cry and make trouble Three hanged themselves, it would be better to really die; second, they were afraid that this beautiful Mr. Rong would seek death again, so that they would not be able to explain to Lord Pingnan.

After thinking about it, Pei Jiqing felt that although he was sorry for Rong Luan's name, he couldn't really die. He turned his head to look at the beam where Young Master Rong hanged himself, and respectfully knelt down and kowtowed three times:

"I, Pei Jiqing, shoulder a heavy responsibility, so I owe you the death of the young master today, and if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely return the integrity of the young master and the whole family."

After finishing speaking, he patted the dust on his knees and stood up, deciding to formally take over this body.

At this moment, the wonton was brought to the table. Pei Jiqing lowered his eyebrows and blew away the chopped green onion in the bowl, and took a big mouthful of the wonton soup. His thin lips were instantly burned red, as if they had applied a layer of water red rouge.

Xiaoer wiped his hands, and continued leaning against the counter to listen to the story. The cynical storyteller suddenly paused, and said in a low voice: "It is not unreasonable to say that Pei Jiqing is a monster. I have heard that Pei Jiqing is a crawler." On his master's bed, only then..."

Xiao Er, who was listening to the story, gave a meaningful "ah", and Pei Jiqing sat directly opposite the storyteller, dumbfounded for a moment.

He once thought that although he had a bad reputation of being corrupt and breaking the law, he could climb from a servant to the position of a scholar in Wenyuan Pavilion, no matter what happened, it should be an inspirational story, not so glamorous...

The storyteller looked at the surprised faces of the tea guests present, put away his folding fan with some pride, and said softly: "There are many stories in the capital that cannot be brought to the table, and this one is not the only one. A few days ago, Pingnanhou general Rong Rong Do you know that the whole house was raided and killed, but that Mr. Rong was left behind?"

"Why don't I know." Pei Jiqing put down his chopsticks, and took his words with a smile, "Mr. Rong is proficient in every poem, song, and Fu, especially his honesty and purity. He never likes to gossip behind others' backs."

The storyteller was stunned for a moment, and his face turned red instantly. He was originally a failed scholar, and he was very extreme in his daily life. .

The storyteller blushed and held his breath, calmed down in the eyes of everyone for a while, and said with a sneer, "Young Master Rong should have died a long time ago after being a criminal minister, but now he survives by relying on the back door and Tinghua. Who in this world can go through the back door? A good ending?"

Pei Jiqing scratched her head and asked, "You talk so much here, aren't you afraid that I'll tell Lord Hou?"

The storyteller sneered and said, "Who are you? How can you listen to your nonsense because Hou Ye is always in charge of everything?"

"Of course." Pei Jiqing stood up, cupped his hands, and said with a soft smile, "Hi sir, my name is Rong Luan, and my family has fallen, so I became a guest of Pingnanhou's residence."

"you?"

The storyteller has never seen Rong Luan before, he was just about to refute a few words, but Zhu Er stepped over, took out something from the waistband of his trousers and slapped it on the table, the storyteller looked at the bronze medal, it was indeed Pingnan The badge on the Hou Mansion.

Pei Jiqing Shi Shiran picked up the badge, twirled it around her white jade-like fingers, looked at the sluggish storyteller, and said with a smile: "Go and ask your boss to come out, today, I will collect the land rent of this teahouse for the Hou Mansion. "

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☆、The rain is coming 02

The storyteller was out of breath and didn't say a word for a long time. The fat restaurant owner hurriedly squeezed in from the crowd, panting, "Rong, Young Master Rong, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

"I'm not as knowledgeable as he is." Pei Jiqing knocked on the corner of the table, "It's good that you come, boss, I'll bring someone to collect this month's rent."

The owner of the teahouse glared at Mr. Storyteller, and began to apologize to Pei Jiqing humbly. He raised his head cautiously, and questioned softly: "Master Rong, we paid half a year last time, and it's only the first month now, why do you have to work?" Land rent was collected."

Pei Jiqing was startled, and then smiled slightly: "I didn't want to accept it at first, but it's all right for you to criticize the Supreme Emperor here, and you even gossip about Lord Hou's affairs, making people feel that you are very rich."

"How could it be?" The boss stared at Mr. Storyteller, and began to hesitate, unable to speak for a while, "Besides, our territory is far away from Heping Nanhou's Mansion, so..."

"You mean..." Pei Jiqing raised his hand, and a few servants came in again, and immediately surrounded the teahouse, "You mean, our Pingnanhou Mansion is shameless and forced to charge your rent." son?"

The boss wiped his sweat, "Oh, Mr. Rong, what are you doing, the villain doesn't mean that..."

"What kind of master is he!" The upright storyteller pushed the boss away, glared at Pei Jiqing and said angrily, "If you still want to lose face, just..."

"It's shameless to owe people money." Pei Jiqing made trouble for no reason, and directly overturned the table because of the large number of people. A group of servants rushed over and pressed the storyteller against the wall. He rushed over and grabbed the boss by the collar.

"How much do you want?" The boss froze in place, tremblingly said: "You make a price, you..."

"100 taels." Pei Jiqing looked at the boss and said softly, "I won't make things difficult for you, just 100 taels."

"My God! You should kill me!" The boss sat on the ground with tears rolling in his eyes. Pei Jiqing didn't move, and sat on the table next to him with his feet up. The boss was trembling and Sighing, he finally went into the account room and barely counted out more than 50 taels of silver.

Broken silver mixed with banknotes was wrapped in cloth and jingled. Pei Jiqing snatched the cloth bag and put it in his arms. He reached out and patted the boss on the shoulder, and said with a soft smile, "Boss, I really need it urgently." , when things are settled, I will take care of your business."

The boss looked at him unrequitedly, and thought to himself that you should not come again.

"Young Master Rong!" Just as Pei Jiqing was about to count the money, Liu San rushed in from the door and whispered, "Master Hou has returned to Beijing ahead of schedule!"

"What?" Pei Jiqing was stunned for a moment, quickly put the money into his clothes, and ordered: "You take the people away first, I have something to do, and I will go back later."

Zhu Er frowned and looked at Pei Jiqing, and said softly, "Master, this money..."

"I still have use for this money." Pei Jiqing turned her head, frowned and stared at him, "Why, I'm still greedy for this money, why don't you go back soon!"

Zhu Er wanted to say something more, but he didn't dare to say it.

It wasn't until nightfall that Pei Jiqing took out the cloth bag on his chest and opened it in a secluded place, and mixed the money the boss gave him with the scraps of silver inside. The scraps of silver plus the bank notes, just made up 100 taels, no more, no less. , Pei Jiqing let out a long sigh of relief, carried them and turned into Yangchunfang in the south of the city.

The most solemn and luxurious place in the capital is probably the Yishanfang where the important ministers and nobles live. It is very close to the imperial city, and the buildings are all luxurious mansions with carved beams and painted buildings. Pingnanhou's Mansion is also located here.

And the most chaotic and dilapidated place, but also the most luxurious and extravagant place, is Yangchunfang on the south corner of the city.Yangchunfang calls Yangchun Baixue's name, but does the most unbearable things. The karaoke brothel, official prostitutes and prostitutes are all concentrated here, so every night it is full of feasting and feasting, and it is very lively.

"Young master, who are you?" In front of Tianxiang Building, a girl with a peony flower on her chest was half exposed, and she put her arms around Pei Jiqing's arm. She looked at Pei Jiqing's face, and for a moment didn't know whether he was a guest or not. .

"My surname is Rong." Pei Jiqing patted her arm and said softly, "Where is Yunxia? Are you in there?"

"Yunxia is busy. Sister Yunxia's guests are all distinguished guests. Do you want to..."

"It's okay, I'll just wait here." Pei Jiqing sat on the wine table, took a sip from the wine glass, the lychee wine in Tianxianglou was really sweet, he looked back at the girl, and said with a smile: " Peony, serve me a bowl of crab noodle wontons first!"

"what?"

Mudan had never seen Mr. Rong before, and she was a little surprised when she heard him calling her name affectionately, but she was used to receiving guests, so she quickly reacted, smiled and pinched Pei Jiqing, who was even more delicate than her. With a smiling face, he twisted his waist and turned into the kitchen.

Pei Jiqing ate two bowls of wontons, and sat in the flower hall for a long time before waiting for the famous Yunxia. Wearing a pair of soft shoes, Yunxia stepped on the red carpet as if dancing, and followed everyone present. The guest said hello, and while taking Pei Jiqing into her room, she closed the door, swept away the messy cups and plates just now, and said softly, "Master Rong, have you got the money?"

"That's right." Pei Jiqing slapped the things in his arms on the table, and said with emotion: "I can't protect myself now, and it's not easy to find some money. It's 100 taels here, you can order some."

Yunxia glanced at him suspiciously, and said softly: "It's really not much, not a lot?"

"Yes." Pei Jiqing nodded, "Not a lot, not a lot."

"Come on, come with me." Yunxia counted the money carefully, and she no longer doubted. She walked to the backyard, removed the stone slabs from the well in the yard, and climbed down the ladder. Pei Jiqing followed her After a while, the two touched the ground at the bottom of the well.

They walked deeper, and a faint candlelight appeared in front of them. The backyard of Tianxiang Building was far less prosperous than the front. The eight-year-old child was lying on a simple wooden bed, covered with an extremely thick embroidered quilt, only showing a thin and yellowish face.

Pei Jiqing was dazed for a moment, frowning and looking at the child in front of him. He was tightly huddled under the quilt, his face was flushed, he coughed a few times from time to time, and babbled a few words in his mouth, as if he was a little delirious.

Pei Jiqing felt a dull pain in his heart, he stepped forward and lifted the quilt, the child trembled suddenly, and hugged his shoulders tightly with both hands, only then did Pei Jiqing realize that his leg was wrapped in a thick layer of bandages, between the snow-white bandages Blood was still oozing, and the calf was even more swollen.

Pei Jiqing couldn't help reaching out and rubbing her temples.

Pei Jiqing knew that the Prince Regent's ambition was not only to force the emperor to abdicate, but it was only an expedient measure for him to help the crown prince ascend the throne. Kill them all, leaving only the current emperor as his puppet to coerce the emperor to make the princes.

The biological mother of the little prince in front of me is called Concubine Ming, a beauty sent by the Liao Kingdom for marriage.According to the usual practice, foreign concubines are not allowed to give birth to children, but the Supreme Emperor is too benevolent, he really can't bear to kill his own child with his own hands, leaving behind this little prince who is unknown to the world.

The Prince Regent has been in the army for a long time and knows very little about the affairs of the palace, so Pei Jiqing concluded that he had never heard of the prince, so before his death, he specially arranged for Concubine Ming to send the little prince to the brothel in Yangchunfang, It was also agreed that 100 taels would be the password.Ordinary people don't have 100 taels at all, let alone spend 100 taels to buy an ordinary boy. Although Yunxia who is familiar with her doesn't know the inside story, she won't release the news easily, so the only one who can come to pick up the little prince is Ming concubine herself.If Concubine Ming can't survive this bloody storm, Yunxia will follow the agreement to raise the little prince, so even if he can't return to the palace as the prince, at least he will leave a bloodline for the Supreme Emperor.

Now that the world is changing and all secrets are sparse, Pei Jiqing never thought that he could come back from the dead, nor did he think that the regent would still know the existence of the little prince. If the little prince is injured like this, the person who can protect him is probably already dead. up.

"It was like this when he was sent here." Seeing his distress, Yun Xia quickly explained: "Master Pei gave an order before she left that the child is not allowed to ask anything when he is sent here, and he is not allowed to be seen by outsiders. ..."

Pei Jiqing didn't mean to blame Yunxia, ​​she stretched out her hand and patted her on the shoulder, Yunxia continued: "His leg was injured badly, and the person who brought him here was still kneeling and told me not to invite a doctor outside. People are often injured, but they are all minor illnesses. I don't know what to do for such a serious injury. I have already given antipyretic medicine, but..."

Pei Jiqing was a little shocked, and stretched out her hand to touch the child's cheeks that were burned to the point of being seriously injured. Although the child fainted, he was subconsciously terrified. He buried his head in the quilt involuntarily, holding a long sword firmly in his hands. .With a little force, Pei Jiqing pulled out the long sword from the child's hand, and the child turned over in fright, babbling non-stop, but still unconscious.

The long sword was as cold as iron, the scabbard was engraved with fine dark lines, and an ancient jade was inlaid on the blade very exquisitely. Pei Jiqing pulled out the sword, and the side of the sword that was shining with cold light was covered with paste. Clinging to it was a beige letter with maroon handwriting, which seemed to be written in human blood.

Pei Jiqing thought for a moment, put the letter close to his body, and looked at the nervous Yunxia and said: "It's true that you can't hire a doctor outside, you've done a good job."

"That's right." Yun Xia breathed a sigh of relief, her expression became a little more relaxed, "I will naturally do what Mr. Pei ordered."

"But it can't be delayed." Pei Jiqing thought about it, reached out to help the child up, and ordered: "Go find me a car, I have to take him away, if you don't get some medicine, I'm afraid it will hurt the bones. Be a cripple in the future."

"But..." Yunxia hesitated, "When I brought this child here, that person was covered in blood. I don't think he will pass a few days, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times. I think this child is also a person of status. You Now I can't protect myself, and I still bring him... In this way, I still have a small courtyard outside Yangchunfang, you send him first, but there is nothing I can do about the injury on my leg."

"This..." Pei Jiqing was stunned for a few seconds. He didn't expect that Yunxia would be so righteous. Although it was indeed dangerous, he could only settle down in this way. He looked at Yunxia and said with a smile: "This is a theater in a theater." What kind of status can a barbarian child bought have?"

"That's right." Yunxia immediately understood, and nodded with a charming smile. Pei Jiqing hugged the quilt together with the child. The child's body was scorching hot like a piece of charcoal, but it kept shivering.

Pei Jiqing turned her head, as if she had thought of something, she turned to Yunxia and said, "Miss Yunxia, ​​what do you have in this building? You have taken medicine that makes you feel no pain for a while."

Yunxia thought for a moment, then replied with a wry smile: "Then there is only love potion..."

Pei Jiqing was speechless, but immediately nodded and said, "Forget it, give me some."

Yunxia didn't know what she meant, so she could only follow Pei Jiqing out, preparing to fetch medicine for him.This Mr. Rong in front of me is thin and thin, and his earnest expression is somewhat similar to that of Mr. Pei she knew. Yunxia paused for a moment, and couldn't help but whispered: "Mr. Rong, do you know where Mr. Pei's bones are? Mr. Pei once helped me, so I want to offer incense sticks."

Pei Jiqing was stunned for a moment, looking at Yunxia's heavily made-up face full of sadness, but she could only smile bitterly in silence. The guilty minister had no grave or stele, not to mention that the regent hated him to the bone. I'm afraid that there is no dregs left at this moment.

The author has something to say: Thank you for eating! !The crabmeat wontons are really good! !

☆、The rain is coming 03

When the night was approaching Hai, Pei Jiqing finally stumbled back to Pingnanhou's mansion. He hid the child in the courtyard Yunxia had mentioned, deliberately detoured the tavern, and bought a pot of Ji Lie's daughter red.

Suddenly the lights in De Wang's mansion were brightly lit, and after a long time there was no intention of resting, Pei Jiqing stood outside the corner door and drank a few sips, stretched out his hand and tore open the skirt of his clothes, simply gritted his teeth and raised his hand to pour down the pot of spirits. He stuck out his tongue, licked the wine on his white cheeks, and walked in lightly.

"Where have you been? Benhou has been waiting here for a long time."

In the dark night, Pingnan Hou Xiao Wansheng's voice was as cold as well water, Pei Jiqing turned around and looked at the tall man in front of him.

Xiao Wansheng was in his thirties. He was a tall man. He was born in a rough place. He was originally a garrison in Sichuan. knighthood.

"Report to Lord Hou, I'm going to whore." Pei Jiqing turned his head, his sharp face was pale with cold, he deliberately made a panicked and drunken expression, knelt softly on the ground, leaning Eyes look up.

His big eyes drooped slightly, and his temples were all wet with fine wine, exuding a strong smell of alcohol, which was really attractive.

"I heard that you hanged yourself and wiped your neck again, so you rushed back from the outside, and now you are alive and well."

Xiao Wansheng raised his palm, but put it down lightly, lifted up the person on the ground, glanced at the guards on both sides, two strong men walked over knowingly, and raised Pei Jiqing's thin body.

Xiao Wansheng's voice softened instantly, and he said helplessly, "Sober him up first."

The two strong men brought a bucket of well water and poured it on Pei Jiqing's body fiercely. Pei Jiqing trembled a few times and was soaked from head to toe. The smiles of some drunken people.

Xiao Wansheng didn't marry a wife. He was a military general who licked blood at the edge of his knife, and he never looked down on any civil servants. When he was copying the great scholar Rong Ting, he saw Rong Luan who had just turned twenty in the Rong Mansion. The scholar held up two thin white wrists with heavy shackles, his small face was as white as jade, and his big red eyes were full of anger and tears, just like a poor rabbit.

At that time, Xiao Wansheng only felt that he couldn't scratch his head. He suddenly understood why some emperors like the three thousand in the harem, but some emperors prefer to go to court.

After that day, all the members of the Rong family were imprisoned, and only Rong Luan was left behind. Xiao Wansheng did not force him to do anything, but locked the arrogant Rong Luan in the firewood room, hoping to wear off his aura. Unexpectedly, Mr. Rong He is very temperamental, standing upright, not only does not drink or eat, but also hangs directly from the beams of the house.

After receiving the news, Xiao Wansheng hurried back home from other places. He thought he would see the dying beauty, but unexpectedly, the beauty was replaced by Pei Jiqing who didn't care about her reputation. What he got was "Mr. Rong" Grab money in the street, go to Yangchunfang to drink flower wine" such news.

Xiao Wansheng felt very unbelievable, his forehead turned blue, and he said coldly: "As a servant of my Pingnanhou's mansion, you go out to whore yourself, how much do you think you should be punished?"

"You're not allowed to go whoring without permission, so I'll call Lord Hou next time?" After getting wet, Pei Jiqing seemed to have not yet sobered up. He stood leaning against the wall and smiled, "Master Hou likes men, so don't let me have sex with women?" ?"

"You!" Xiao Wansheng frowned, his little patience was gone, he raised his eyes to look at the guards, and said in a deep voice, "Hit me!"

The guard looked at Xiao Wansheng's expression, and then looked at Pei Jiqing in a state of bewilderment. Seeing that they didn't do anything, Xiao Wansheng added sharply: "Don't do anything? Break his leg!"

The guards hurriedly carried the bench, but they didn't know how hard to strike. Now that Xiao Wansheng was angry, their subordinates didn't dare to show mercy, so they had to beat him up. Pei Jiqing lay on the bench, only feeling waves of waves behind him. With tearing pain, he hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and swallowed the red pill in his sleeve.

The best love potion in Tianxiang Building took effect instantly, Pei Jiqing felt hot all over, and his mouth was dry, and the pain was reduced to three or four points. Xiao Wansheng's guards were originally warriors, and every stick was very powerful, but after all If you show mercy, it is impossible to break his leg.

Pei Jiqing gritted his teeth. Using the anesthesia effect of drugs and alcohol, he suddenly turned his body sideways, and the heavy stick fell on his calf abruptly. Pei Jiqing was shocked, as if he heard himself With the sound of a broken leg, a puddle of blood instantly spread from the snow-white clothes, and then he rolled off the bench, staining the withered grass beside him red.

"Stop it!" Xiao Wansheng glared at the guard, and was so angry that the mandarin was pronounced in a local accent, "You hammers, why are people's legs broken, I..."

The guard stood aside, looking at each other in a little bewilderment.

The beating was ordered by Xiao Wansheng, and he felt that he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he gave the guard a hard look, and the guard retreated knowingly.

Xiao Wansheng stepped forward, pinched Pei Jiqing's face with his hands, sighed affectionately, and continued to speak in Mandarin with a Sichuan accent: "If you don't get beaten, you won't feel well."

The end of this sentence was a bit like a smile, and it sounded a little less imposing than before. Pei Jiqing struggled to move a few times, Xiao Wansheng supported him, and pulled him into his arms. At this time, Pei Jiqing was injured, But his face flushed inexplicably, as if seeing him for the first time in the cell that day.Xiao Wansheng felt a burst of fire in his heart again, but he ordered to teach him a lesson, so there was nothing he could do at this moment, so he could only hug Pei Jiqing up.

"I know you don't like to talk." Xiao Wansheng lowered his head, rubbed Pei Jiqing's forehead, and said nicely, "Stop losing your temper, okay, you people just love to make trouble with yourself."

Emotional drugs gradually couldn't withstand the blunt pain. Xiao Wansheng was a general and couldn't hug anyone at all. Pei Jiqing was in so much pain that he couldn't bear it anymore. Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Wansheng began to guess on his own: "You've been making a lot of noise recently. , Mom, is it because I'm going to marry a wife? It was arranged by the Regent, and I can't do anything about it. Even if she comes back, I won't drive you away."

"Mom." Pei Jiqing imitated him and sighed in his heart, "Mom, you hammer, quickly find me a doctor."

"Master Hou!" At this time, a guard broke in from the backyard, stepped back under Xiao Wansheng's glaring gaze, and said cautiously: "Master Hou, the regent sent someone to wait for you in the hall."

"Okay, put him in the bedroom and wait." Xiao Wansheng walked a few steps with Pei Jiqing in his arms, then turned his head and said, "Wait, you can find a doctor who treats your legs, the imperial doctor in the palace!"

"Yes." The guard took the order, and cupped his hands towards Xiao Wansheng, Pei Jiqing was finally relieved, and passed out contentedly.

The night sky was as black as ink, and even the stars were not very bright. The guard opened the door roughly and threw Pei Jiqing directly into Xiao Wansheng's spacious bedroom.Pei Jiqing was a little confused at first, the wound suddenly hit the hard bed, and his mind suddenly came to his senses, his face was flushed by the love potion, so he slowly climbed out of bed, half kneeled down and took down the teapot on the table, Pour a pot of herbal tea over your head.

"Guard Zheyu? Hey, I told you to come to the study, sit down!"

Xiao Wansheng's bedroom seemed to be connected to the study, and his voice suddenly sounded outside the study, Pei Jiqing was taken aback, holding the teapot in his hand, he rubbed over the floor, stuck it against the half-closed door, and carefully looked out Looking around, fortunately the study and the bedroom are both spacious, and Zheyu didn't react much.

"I heard that Lord Hou put down what he was doing and hurried back to the house. It's too coquettish." In the distance, Zhe Yu sat down coldly, and said with a blank expression, "Since you're back, the master wants Master Hou to find that child." , any news now?"

"My lord is too impatient." Xiao Wansheng explained with an exaggerated expression, "Don't say that there is not even a portrait here, Concubine Ming and her guards and maids are all dead, and there is no living person who can be tortured. I have never heard of this little prince, no, this child, if the regent wants the general to find someone, at least he has to see what he looks like."

"If you can know the details, what will the master do for the Marquis?" Zheyu sneered, "The little prince was born of a barbarian, so his appearance is naturally different from that of the Central Plains people, and we killed Lian Mo and seriously injured his body." Legs, teenagers, you can't live without seeing a doctor at this moment, the capital is under martial law, you just have to