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After these words, there was a death-like calm. Zhang Shu felt very embarrassed. He didn't expect that under the control of anger and panic, he would actually swear in an alley. Maybe it was because he was so familiar with Lu Han's face. , because the defense in my heart was not tightened. In their era... was there such a dirty word?

Sure enough, Zhang Shu felt that the strength on the back of his neck had relaxed, he turned his head and saw Wu Jiu looking at him with a playful look.

"Master Zhou, it wasn't like this when you scolded people before. Three tombs, five classics, eight questions and nine hills, you are really quoting witty words. Why are you in a hurry now, and you are also cursing the street like the rough people in the market."

He can understand?

Zhang Shu froze there and said after a while, "You, do you understand what I mean?"

Wu Jiu shook his head and smiled, "I'm a lowly official, and I'm not from your hometown, how can I understand the slang and proverbs of the dignified Fan Yang Zhou family."

Zhang Shu did his homework before coming here. By the way, this is an era of great national integration, and the clan system is gradually declining, but it is still a historical node where centipedes are dead but not stiff. When there is no Internet, it is normal for each other not to know each other's dialect.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Zhang Shu was very embarrassed to cover up his flesh like a silkworm baby with a towel, and prayed in his heart that this person would go out quickly. Under his playful eyes, his mentality became complicated, with some vague inferiority complex, It was as if he was seen by Lu Han after he got fat in middle age, but the other party was still a handsome young man like when they were just married.

"You don't know how to wear your own clothes?"

What happened, Zhang Shu's heart skipped a beat, will he just pass through like this?But the matter of his own soul wear is too unimaginable, no matter how rich his imagination is, Wu Jiu wouldn't immediately think of such nonsense, would he?

"A lot of things like this happened in Xiaguan's hands, but I didn't expect Zhou Xiang to respond quickly and clearly, except for the matter of clothes."

"..."

Zhang Shu couldn't understand his half-literate words. It may be that this person caused some prisoners to have mental breakdowns during the torture process, so they could no longer take care of themselves in daily actions.

As he was thinking like this, he suddenly saw Wu Jiu pick up his obscene clothes.

"Please, Mr. Zhou."

Zhang Shu gritted his teeth and stretched out his arms.

……

Because of Zhang Shu's lack of cooperation, the two of them basically fiddled with each other for a long time before they finally put on the purple official robes neatly.

Zhang Shu felt a little strange, from the clothes, it was obvious that there was a certain difference in the way he wore the purple robe and the green shirt on Wu Jiu's body, but Wu Jiu was very impressed with the way the purple robe was worn. Familiar, has he ever been such a big official before?

"what happened?"

Wu Jiu saw that he was thinking about something, so he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him.

"Well, you... have worn a purple robe before?"

"..."

Wu Jiu's gaze became perverted, Zhang Shu couldn't help but get excited, and remembered the scene he saw at the Mirror Demon.

"One day it will." Wu Jiu said.

After speaking, his expression became clear again.

Is this person an official fan?That's why he did these things that violated the laws of nature and human ethics, and wanted to win a place in the officialdom by relying on the cruel officials' tricks?

"Okay, it's getting late, if you wrong Mr. Zhou today, let's give up at the house, come here."

Wu Jiu clapped his hands lightly, Wu Gui immediately turned around the screen and came in front of them.

It turns out that he has been there all the time, this Wu Gui's sense of existence is so low, Zhang Shu thought to himself, and then thought of the old people around his old man, they all seemed to be like this.

The servants at that time were like utensils, they would speak only when the master needed them, otherwise they would become Changxin Palace Lanterns. Beyond the trend of white-collar workers, I don't know what to think.

"Take Zhou Xiang to rest, and arrange it in that room."

"The little one knows."

In front of the head of the family, Wu Gui didn't have a very expressive expression. With a conscientious look, he led Zhang Shu out all the way, and when he walked to the courtyard to be the courtyard, his expression returned to amiable.

"My lord Zhou, this place is nothing compared to your official residence, so I have to feel wronged and wronged. Our lord has not reported this matter. You are already dead, so don't think about the old days. If you go out casually, maybe He will be caught by the Taishi Bureau and treated as a walking corpse."

"Oh, I know."

Zhang Shu's goal was originally Wu Jiu, and he would definitely not leave his mansion casually, but he was also a little curious, wondering if the Zhou Mi he borrowed had any relatives, his own experience was already so miserable, thinking about it The family will certainly not have a good time.

"It's here, it's here."

Wu Gui, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and pointed to the house in front of him, if it could still be called a house.

It was an adobe house that could almost be regarded as an adobe house. I couldn't imagine how there would be such a dilapidated house in an official's mansion. This Wu Jiu was indeed different from normal people. Just now he kindly helped himself to dress, Let him live in this dilapidated hut in a blink of an eye.

"This is our servant's room. Your Excellency treats you favorably. Let Mr. Zhou sleep in one room by himself."

Wu Gui looked at Zhang Shu enviously, and looked eagerly at the "Presidential Suite" which he had been tidying up all afternoon.

No way, the life of servants in this era is really miserable.

Zhang Shu sighed, bid farewell to his life as a well-clothed and well-fed young prince, and bravely entered the room.

I have to say that compared to the woven beds in the prison cell, this place is indeed like a paradise. A room and a half of the kang have been burned by Wu Gui. A copper pot is simmering on the small stove, and there are A cup of tea was already drying in one of the teapots and teacups, and Tang Pozi was placed on top of the quilts on the kang, covered with a hand-embroidered stove cover.

It doesn't look like much from the outside, but it's quite strange when you come in.

It's been 24 hours, right?Seeing that there was no one in the room, Zhang Shu stretched his waist and felt a little sore all over his body. His consciousness can basically manipulate this borrowed body freely. Any hints will be passed on.

Zhang Shu sat on the kang, his waist was warm, which made him feel very hot. He hugged Mrs. Tang and leaned against the quilt, and fell asleep after a while.

Zhang Shu hasn't slept so well for a long time. Ever since the Broad Bean incident, he and Lu Han have been careful with each other, for fear that any radical actions they did would irritate each other or hurt each other. Thoughts, even sometimes, they slept together, and each knew that the other was not asleep, but they dared not speak. He didn't know what Lu Han was thinking, but he was afraid that he would cry if he started talking.

In this other time and space, Zhang Shu had just settled down and escaped Wu Jiu's persecution. Although he didn't know his purpose for bringing him back, he finally survived the day, and Zhang Shu's tense mood relaxed a little. As soon as the heated kang head warmed up, the quality of sleep improved a lot.

But at this moment, he heard something.

It was a sound that seemed far away but also very close, like the sound of mosquitoes flapping their wings when they were half asleep and half awake when they were enjoying the shade in the yard on a summer night.

"Ah."

He opened his eyes in a daze. He was not used to the darkness in the room. When he was at home, he and Lu Han would sleep with one or two small night lights on. He slept with the lights off, but in order to accommodate him, he never said anything until he came back from a business trip and discovered his habit by accident.

The sound seemed to be coming from the wall next to it, what was there before?Zhang Shu was half asleep and half awake, and even reached out to touch the head of the bed, trying to find the remote control to turn on the lights, and then suddenly remembered that he was in another time and space without any electrical equipment.

He jumped up from the bed at once, only to realize that the doors and windows in ancient times were very small, and it was impossible to open the windows to get some light. It was cold, and the north wind outside made the window paper rustle.

By the way, Wu Gui had prepared a flint and scythe for himself before, but the problem was that he couldn't use it at all.

Just when Zhang Shu was at his wit's end, a faint light shone from the wall next to him. The light even had patterns on it. Although it was weird, it couldn't make people feel scared, and it was even a little funny.

The light became brighter, so Zhang Shu could see clearly that there was a piece of furniture that looked like a dressing table next to the wall. The light was probably a mirror, and the pattern on it might be the exquisite embroidery on the mirror cover.

Mirror!

Zhang Shu came to his senses all of a sudden, and looked out through the window pane paper. No one was there. Then he carefully touched the edge of the dressing table and took off the mirror case from the small copper mirror. As expected, there was A man's face - Suhang.

"Potato Potato, I'm Sweet Potato, Potato Potato, I'm Sweet Potato. Ouch!"

The little goblin responded to the code very professionally, but unfortunately he only said a few words. He didn't know what someone behind him did to him. Suhang interrupted the code and wailed.

"Zhang Shu, is that you?"

"it's me."

Zhang Shu's voice was very low, and he almost pressed his cheek against the mirror, blocking the glimmer of light from the mirror with his chubby body.

"Hey! Zhang Shu, your face is so cute."

Suhang didn't talk about serious things, and even teased him, but soon his face disappeared from the screen, accompanied by a miserable howl, he was dragged away by someone, maybe he was beaten .

"Zhang Shu."

Instead, Zhang Tingshu's face was in the picture. Although he still maintained his usual serious expression, there was a hint of joy in his expression.

"Some changes have taken place in your body, and the broad beans have started to move."