Hard to be a good wife

Hearing that he was about to be locked up, Zhang Chun turned pale. Living in this kind of small room, although he didn't have to worry about food or clothing, just being bored could kill him.

He snorted and knelt in front of Prince Zhao, crying affectionately: "His Royal Highness, I have no father or mother, no upbringing, and I don't even know a single word. How can I be a city lord? There are so many The covetous conspirators are staring at the position under my buttocks, each of them is scheming, am I their opponent?"

Tang Yue covered his eyes and said to himself: This actor is different, he memorizes the lines one by one.

"You must understand my difficulties. As the saying goes, those who don't know are not guilty. One look at your face and temperament, Your Highness, you are the reincarnation of a real dragon. You must be a wise king. Give me ten years, no, five years, and I will work hard. Study hard and be a pillar of the country who is dedicated to the country, the community and the people!"

"Finished?" Prince Zhao asked lightly.

Zhang Chun licked his dry lips and shook his head, "Listen to me one more time, just one sentence... This kind of hereditary system of city lords must be changed. If you let a baby doll be the city lord, isn't it equivalent to driving ducks to the shelves? ? And it also deliberately provides criminals with good opportunities to commit crimes."

No matter how many uncommon words Prince Zhao understood, after Zhang Chun finished speaking, he looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, and clung to Tang Yue's side.

He could tell that this buddy was doing well here, but just now, even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince often protected him behind him.

With such a backer, what else does he worry about?

"Before the verdict is issued, it's useless to say what you say. This matter is up to the king." Prince Zhao pulled Tang Yue to his side, and it happened that the fainted guard also woke up, and he left with others.

When Zhang Chun hesitated, he was carried by the guard in his hand, and he staggered out of the temporary cage.

"Can you let me go by myself?" Zhang Chun asked weakly.

The guard sneered, "City Master Huangfu is young and weak, his legs are short and he can't walk fast, so it's more suitable for his subordinates to do it for him."

Fuck me, even a guard is like this?Sure enough, it is the third-rank supervisor in front of the prime minister.

It wasn't until later that Zhang Chun realized what a stupid thing he had done. It was not good to knock anyone out, but he knocked out a vengeful person, and he was a person with no worse status than him.

"Brother, what's your name? We don't know each other, it's fate."

Tang Yue glanced back at them, and asked Prince Zhao in a low voice, "Why does this sentence of guard look familiar?"

Prince Zhao replied without looking sideways: "He is the son of the Lord of Yuxin City."

"..." Tang Yue was stunned, and deeply mourned for Zhang Chun for a few minutes. This kid is really unlucky. Could it be that he is at odds with this world?

He sympathetically shouted to Zhang Chun: "City Master Huangfu, please stay calm and don't be impatient, be careful of the attack of the disease!"

"How about staying in the mansion tonight?" Prince Zhao stopped and extended an invitation to Tang Yue.

Tang Yue shook his head decisively, "I'm busy with family affairs, so I don't bother Your Highness." It's better to be cautious about spending the night at the fiancé's house.

It's not that I'm afraid of what he will do to me, but I'm afraid that if I can't control myself for a while and throw myself into my arms, it will be a bit embarrassing.

Coming out of the Prince's Mansion, Tang Yue had a little tail behind him, wrapped in a turban, like a prisoner fleeing in fear of crime.

"Do you need this?" Tang Yue was speechless.

"You don't understand, it's called avoiding suspicion. Although you have the backing of the crown prince, we can't overuse this relationship. If someone knows that you are harboring criminals, how can we get along in the future?" It is for the sake of both parties and understands righteousness.

But when he walked out of the prince's mansion all the way, seeing that the servants along the way were all respectful to Tang Yue and turned a blind eye to him, and he didn't feel that his behavior was a bit redundant until he got into the carriage and no one glanced at him.

"Are they all blind?" Zhang Chun muttered to himself.

Tang Yue replied to him: "Do you think anyone in Ye City recognizes you?"

"..." That's right, he was not dragged to parade after entering the city, so that his popularity in Yecheng had not yet been established, and the court officials had hardly seen him, so naturally no one would care about him as a ten-year-old child .

"I told you earlier, it made me worry for a long time." Zhang Chun took off the well-wrapped turban while looking at the scenery outside the carriage.

"Speaking of which, what exactly does your family do? How can a military doctor get so close to the prince? Does everyone in the prince's mansion respect you?"

Of course Tang Yue would not say that it was his future husband's family, so he turned his head and said, "You will know later."

Zhang Chun didn't care either, Tang Yue's identity didn't affect their relationship, he was like drowning in water, suddenly pulled a life-saving rope, no matter what, he wouldn't let go.

He was at a loss for the world, and his only hope was Tang Yue, even if he was a beggar.

The carriage stopped outside the gate of the Marquis of Liyang, Zhang Chun jumped out of the carriage, and after a long time of recognition, he still couldn't recognize the four characters, so he could only follow Tang Yue into the door in a daze.

"I think I was also a three-good student. Although my education is low, I can read anyway..."

Tang Yue comforted him: "Don't worry about it, I'll be balanced when you think about it. I'm a doctoral student, so I'm still illiterate here?"

Having said that, Zhang Chun really felt much better. He tiptoed and hugged Tang Yue's shoulders, "Then, you can be a pair of troubled brothers."

Tang Yue let out a "hehe", "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult, because my son has already learned all the characters of this era."

"..." Zhang Chun was stunned, and muttered in a low voice, "I'm really not loyal enough!"

The Marquis of Liyang's Mansion is very large, at least in the eyes of Zhang Chun who has never seen an ancient noble residence.

"Your family... looks very rich."

Tang Yue said modestly: "It's average." In fact, in terms of wealth, the Marquis of Liyang Mansion can definitely rank among the top three in Ye City.

After entering Tang Yue's courtyard, Zhang Chun was even more amazed when he saw the thousands of square meters of residence in the courtyard model: "If this is in modern times, it would be a standard big local tyrant."

"Isn't your family like this? You are the largest in Qinyang City, and the City Lord's Mansion must be bigger and more luxurious!"

Zhang Chun tried hard to recall, and shook his head: "I was arrested just after waking up, and it was in the middle of the night. I didn't even see what Xiamen looks like, and I don't know if it will still be my house in the future."

In fact, Zhang Chun didn't plan to go back to Qinyang, he didn't like that place, he would rather make a living in Yecheng, which is also the capital of a country, but it would be perfect if the original house could be sold to earn some money.

Maybe that house can still be a luxury for the rest of my life, it's beautiful to think about it.

It has always been Zhang Chun's ultimate dream to be a rice worm in society, eating and not working.

Tang Yue pushed open the door and saw the furnishings in the room at a glance. Zhang Chun sighed again: "It's too big, but unfortunately I still like the life of modern appliances. When it's cold and hot, there's an air conditioner. If I want to take a bath, I have a water heater. It's boring." In order to watch TV and surf the Internet, I am happy even if I live in a house of more than ten square meters."

Tang Yue couldn't tell which kind of life was better, he could only say that each had its own advantages, but no matter how modernized it was, they couldn't go back.

But Tang Yue just felt a little homesick, and the culprit over there had completely forgotten this melancholy, and was drooling at the four maids who entered the door.

"Tang...Brother Tang, are they...?"

The four maids of Tang Yue became more well-behaved after being trained by the old lady, at least not like they were at the beginning, they seemed to be serving others.

When Pingshun was there before, Tang Yue never asked them to come back to serve him. Maybe it was because he heard that the son of Duke Heng had gone back, so they volunteered to come back.

Seeing Zhang Chun's lewd look on Hadazi, Tang Yue still thought it would be better to send him back to the old lady.

He doesn't mind multiple horny friends, but it's unbearable if this friend gets horny on his turf.

"Lang Jun, please change your clothes." Four maids came up and stretched out their hands to untie Tang Yue's belt.

"Ahem..." Zhang Chun couldn't bear it anymore, and reminded them that there are outsiders present, can you stop being so bureaucratic?

"I come here by myself, you go and tidy up one of the rooms at the back, and place Young Master Heng there."

"Here." The four beauties retreated obediently, and he didn't come back until they completely disappeared from Zhang Chun's sight.

"Actually... I think it's better in ancient times!" He suddenly forgot about the so-called electrical life, and counted on his fingers: "Here you can have three wives and four concubines in an upright manner, with countless beauties, and maids to serve you. Yi Lai stretches out his hand and rice comes to open his mouth, this day is like a fairy."

Tang Yue rolled his eyes at him, "That's all you have to offer?"

"Isn't this the dream of all men? Look at modern men, eating from the bowl and looking at the pot, and raising the third and fourth in secret. How can it be convenient?"

"That also requires you to have the push." ​​Tang Yue has never supported this kind of polygamy system, but he will not comment on other people's choices either.

Whether you want sex or love, this is a personal choice, and it doesn't mean that whichever he says is bad is right.

After bathing separately, it was already very late. Zhang Chun yawned and went to his own room. Before going out, he asked a special question: "Can I ask a beautiful woman to warm my bed?"

Tang Yue sneered: "Let's talk about it when your hair grows."

A yellow-haired boy still thinks about it, but he is also afraid of kidney deficiency!

After taking a shower, Tang Yue took out the medicine box and rubbed the surgical tools one by one, "In the future, I don't know if I can carry you forward."

I made two small toothbrushes with a carving knife given by Li Zhao, and specially engraved his and Li Zhao's names on the handle of the toothbrush, and drew a smiling face and an angry face, wishing each other, as if a little more affectionate .

He was about to pack up his things and go to bed when there was a knock on the door, which was very scary in the middle of the night.

YouQi heard a ghostly voice outside the door, "Brother Tang...are you asleep?"

Tang Yue strode over to open the door, glared at Zhang Chun and asked, "Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night? Knock as soon as you knock. Can you keep your voice down? It's fine if you knock loudly. Why do you speak so ethereally?" thing?"

Zhang Chun smiled, squeezed in from under his creaking nest, hugged the pillow and went straight to Tang Yue's big bed. Wrapped in the quilt, he exposed his head and said, "I'm afraid of sleeping alone. I haven't slept with one since I came to this world." Feel safe."

Tang Yue thinks about it too. This kid was arrested as soon as he arrived, lived in a prison car all the way, and was placed under house arrest in Yecheng. If he is not crazy, he is already very strong.

Tang Yue didn't argue with him, but just confessed: "I'm gay, if you're not afraid of being raped by me in the middle of the night, just sleep here."

Zhang Chun's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he was stunned for a while before he said, "Oh, so we are still in the same league, so it's a pleasure to meet you!"

"..." This time it was Tang Yue's turn to be dumbfounded, staring at Zhang Chun with a devilish expression, saying that there is a connection between the same kind, why didn't he feel it on Zhang Chun?

Of course, if you can feel the same kind of breath in a ten-year-old child, then you are probably not human.

"Then you still think about three wives and four concubines?" Tang Yue took off his coat and went to bed, snatching half of the quilt over.

"That's called obscenity, do you understand?" Zhang Chun got into Tang Yue's arms, and wanted to kiss Tang Yue's cheek but was blocked by the other party.

"If you want to sleep, sleep honestly, otherwise I will throw you out!"

"So stingy, not even a goodnight kiss."

"Ha ha……"

The two gradually fell into dreamland. In the dream, the two had the same dream almost at the same time. They dreamed that they had returned to their hometown and the world they were familiar with.

There is a constant flow of traffic on the street, bustling people, noisy noise and the exhaust fumes they are used to.

Tang Yue sat in his office, staring blankly at the case in his hand, while the assistant beside him chattered about the diagnosis of a certain patient.

"Director... Director..."

Tang Yue looked back at him with a puzzled and surprised expression.

"Director, when do you think the operation schedule is appropriate? I checked your schedule, and it was fully booked in the last week."

Tang Yue pinched himself. In the dream, he didn't know whether it was real pain or fake pain. Anyway, his brows were all clenched together.

"You go out first, I want to be quiet."

"Director, what's wrong with you? Do you want to call Xiao Liao? He happens to be off the night shift today." The assistant winked at him ambiguously.

It took Tang Yue a long time to realize who Xiao Liao was referring to. He even forgot how long he hadn't remembered this little boyfriend.

"He... is he okay?" Tang Yue died suddenly at that time, and he didn't know if the other party was sad or if he shed a tear for him.

"Okay, how can it be bad? With your recommendation, he will fly abroad to participate in academic exchanges soon. I didn't say that you are too kind to him. If I had known that being your boyfriend is so good Fuli, I will act first." The assistant replied slightly jealously.

Tang Yue opened his mouth and forced a smile. He remembered that his assistant was indeed a joker, but sometimes he was a little outspoken.

"You go out first."

"Okay, you look really tired, take a good rest, I'll call you again at lunch time."

Tang Yue waited for him to leave the door before standing up, looking around the office that belonged to him alone, every furniture in it was chosen by himself, every pot of bonsai was the species he designated, everything was so familiar And strange.

"I must be dreaming! It must be!" Tang Yue muttered to himself, opened the door and went out, met familiar colleagues along the way, and greeted him.

"Director Tang, the murderer who stabbed you has been tried and sentenced to eight years in prison for the crime of intentional wounding. Finally, I can help you out."

Tang Yue touched his chest subconsciously, why isn't he dead?Just hurt?Are you kidding me?

He couldn't wait to unbutton the button and check his chest. There was indeed a finger-long scar on it, and the shape was consistent with the murder weapon that day.

"Impossible! Could it be that the call from Nanlai was just a dream I had? What about Li Zhao? Where is Zhao Sanlang? Where is the Hou Mansion? So many people I know?" Tang Yue stopped the nurse and grabbed her hand. pen, tore off the page and wrote down a few words.

"Huh? Director Tang, what kind of characters are you writing? It looks like seal script. I didn't expect you to know these ancient characters..."

Yes, if it was a dream, how could I write the characters of the Southern Jin Dynasty?

Tang Yue staggered out of the hospital and ran all the way back to his home.