Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Zhuo pretended not to see the person on the roof, and continued to play the chicken calmly, staring straight ahead for a moment.

Soon, Sixi came back and said with a smile, "Master, the fun will begin right away."

In the hall, Feng Hai really won the money, and immediately won all the small chips into his pocket.

Looking at the pile of silver in front of him, he was ecstatic in his heart, feeling that he was lucky in gambling, and he was so awesome that he was more arrogant than before when he made the bet.

The owner of the casino knew clearly that the guest who was suspected to be the princess was trying to trick him, so Feng Haiduo won two more rounds in a thoughtful way.

Feng Hai won three games in a row and won 160 taels of silver, which was already the highest record of his winnings in so many years since he gambled.

A long time ago, Master Feng asked someone to tell his elder son's fortune, saying that he was destined to be rich in gold and silver.

Feng Hai felt that he had lost so many times and suffered so much before, but now it was a reversal of fate and he started to get lucky.

Fang Zhuo looked at the person in the light screen, stroked his chin and began to think.

People in casinos are not vegetarians. It is common to beat people and chop their hands to recover debts. There are also those who arrest people and throw them directly into coal mines to work as coolies to pay off debts.

"Sixi, go and find out what properties the casino owner owns."

Sixi went downstairs, found the thug who had just been pissed off, and gave him ten taels of silver, and the other party completely exposed the boss's bottom.

He went back to the private room upstairs, "Master, I asked you clearly, this boss owns a lot of industries, ranging from textiles to mining."

Fang Zhuo asked, "Is there a coal mine?"

Sixi nodded, "Yes."

Fang Zhuo tapped lightly on the table a few times with his fingers, and he had a plan in his mind.

A group of people on the roof fell silent.

The concubine looked helpless, but she could have imagined that she would be so weak, not to mention them, even Xiao Xin himself hadn't thought of it.

The butler flattered his voice, "Our princess has been with the prince for a long time, and I have learned a few tricks."

Xiao Xin thought to himself, he never taught this little rascal all these scheming, he realized it all by himself, but even the appearance of tricking others is so... um, cute.

The housekeeper saw that the corners of the master's mouth were slightly raised, and knew that his flattery was on point.

In the past, the master was not happy, they couldn't think of a way to coax people, but now they have a way, praise the princess, every compliment is accurate.

If the former emperor had a spirit in heaven, knowing that his favorite and troubled son had such a tender side, he would probably wake up with a smile when he fell asleep.

"Housekeeper." Xiao Yan called out the housekeeper, hiding his murderous intentions.

The housekeeper thumped in his heart, feeling like he was being seen through, and hurriedly pointed to the bottom and said, "Listen to the play, let's listen to the show."

Below, Sixi was describing the scene in the casino vividly, while Zhang Xiaozui described Feng Hai perfectly.

"Sixi, do you want to be a storyteller?" Fang Zhuo asked inexplicably.

Sixi was terrified, and knelt down with a plop, "Young Master, don't drive me away, Sixi will serve you by your side for the rest of your life."

Fang Zhuo didn't know that the child's mind was so delicate, he touched Sixi's shoulder for a long time with his hand hanging in the air, and lifted him up, "Just kidding."

Sixi is timid and loves to think wildly, so she can't stand this kind of joke.

He muttered sullenly, "Young master, don't make such jokes in the future."

"Okay, okay, I won't open it again." Fang Zhuo said with a smile, his tone was like a father doting on his son.

Sixi couldn't help shivering violently.

Afterwards, Fang Zhuo felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if a cool air was pouring down from top to bottom, wrapping around his neck like life, giving him the illusion of hanging himself.

Fang Zhuo suddenly remembered the scene when he first came to this world. He was dangling in the air like a pendulum by Bai Ling.

That feeling can never be experienced a second time.

So he quickly turned serious, and his voice became cold, "Don't stand in front of me, stand beside me."

"Oh." Knowing that the young master didn't intend to send her away, Sixi was elated, and didn't notice the sudden stern tone of the other party at all.

Fang Zhuo pretended to support his chin, raised his head and rolled his eyes to look up, but unfortunately his eyes could only fall on the beam of the house.

Fortunately, the chilly feeling is gone.

Fang Zhuo sighed, "I'm so jealous, it scares me to death."

233, "Oh."

Fang Zhuo frowned, "What do you mean?"

233, "Laugh at your mental retardation, it's too naive."

"I can't see it, I understand it very well." Fang Zhuo raised his hand and touched his hot ears, and laughed silently. Although he was tired from doing things, he was refreshed in the tiredness, sweet in the refreshment, and the taste was quite rich.

He still looked forward to His Majesty's performance after eating jealous.

downstairs.

Feng Hai won three rounds in a row, and lost four rounds in a row. Not only did he not lose his spirit, but he became more and more courageous after losing, always thinking that he would definitely win back the money.

An hour later, the thug who was in charge of watching the scene went upstairs to find the boss.

"Boss, that kid owes us a total of 500 taels of silver now. Do you want to go to their house to ask for the money, or..." The thug winked his eyes with obvious meaning.

The boss was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.

"Boss, Tianyi's guests are looking for you."

The boss hurriedly straightened his clothes, stood up, hurried out, and came back in less than a stick of incense.

As soon as he entered the door, he said to the thugs, "Throw people to the pier first, and then throw them to the coal mine after the gambling debts have rolled over."

Feng Hai took a red look and wanted to give it another go before leaving.

Before the dice cup was opened, someone pinched his shoulders and pulled him back, falling to the ground.

"Fucking impatient, do you know who I am!" Feng Hai yelled, and before he got up from the ground, he was kicked hard on the chest.

"My lord, you owe our casino 500 taels now. Our boss said that we must pay the money back, or you can only go to the dock as a coolie."

Although Feng Hai has had a hard time for a few days, he is still a young master in essence.

When he heard that he was going to be a coolie, he jumped on his feet and said, "I won't go to the pier, I will pay back the money, and I will take you to get the money."

The thugs looked at each other and lifted him up from the ground, "Lead the way."

As soon as Feng Hai arrived in the capital, he inquired about the location of Prince An's Mansion. He had wandered around the gate of the Prince's Mansion many times before and after, but unexpectedly came to him in such a distressed situation.

He was worried that gambling would leave a bad impression on Xiao Xin, so he asked a few big hands to hide behind the stone lion at the entrance of the palace and knock on the door alone.

There were guards standing outside the gate, Feng Hai wiped the stains on his face, cleared his throat, and said to the guards blocking his way with guns:

"I am your concubine's...brother, my name is Feng Yang, please pass it on for me." Feng Hai showed a smile that he thought was gentle and elegant.

The guard heard that he was the younger brother of the concubine, no matter whether it was true or not, he had to report it first.

Fang Zhuo took Sixi, walked around into the palace from the back door, and returned to his own small courtyard. The housekeeper who had just stepped on the roof of someone else's house and flew back, was notified by the guards, and walked quickly into the courtyard and came to the door of the room.

"Princess, there is a son outside who claims to be your younger brother..."

Fang Zhuo said, "Take him to the back door, put him in a sack, and beat him up."

"Yes, my subordinate understands."

The butler walked out, flexed his lower wrist, and walked towards the door.

The housekeeper winked at the two nearby guards, smiled and said to Feng Hai, "Let's talk here."

Feng Hai's mind was full of the dime of the bank note leaked out of the butler's sleeve, and without doubting him, he followed him to the back door of the palace.

The back door of the palace is a small alley, and almost no one passes by.

Feng Hai rubbed his hands together, "May I ask who you are?"

The butler remained expressionless, "I am the butler of Prince An's Mansion."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Feng Hai's eyes fell on the corner of the bank note again, his heart was itching, and he said very restrainedly, "Dare to ask the housekeeper, when can I see my elder brother?"

The housekeeper didn't say anything, raised his hand and gently knocked on the back door a few times.

With a creak, the door was pulled open from the inside.

Feng Hai instinctively wanted to turn around, but someone put something on his head, and immediately kicked his stomach.

There was a sealed rope on the mouth of the sack, Fang Zhuo whispered to the housekeeper, "Hold it down."

The housekeeper and two guards pressed Feng Hai's limbs to the ground together. Fang Zhuo leaned over and tied the rope around the mouth of the sack with a bow. Then he got up and kicked Feng Hai's ass hard.

This is a signal flare, as soon as Fang Zhuo's feet fell back to the ground, the guards and housekeeper kicked each other like a solitaire.

In the end, even Sixi made up for it.

Feng Hai rolled on the ground in pain, screaming, shouting, "I am not Feng Yang, I am Feng Hai, and I am the princess of Prince An's Mansion!"

The guard lifted his foot and kicked it again.

Feng Hai was surprisingly tenacious in revealing his identity, sobbing and saying, "I'm not lying, I'm really Feng Hai, the one in your house is my younger brother, he's a fake! Your Majesty, you are bullying everyone, he is the one you should beat up!"

It's a pity that no one paid any attention to him. Before Fang Zhuo and his party left, they kindly tied up his hands and feet, so as not to scare the people on the street with his virtue.

The quality of the sack covering Feng Hai's head was not very good, it was transparent, and soon someone was approaching faintly.

Like a worm, he huddled around on the ground, trying to hide.

Those who approached were the thugs who escorted him to Prince An's Mansion.

They looked down at the man curled up on the ground, without saying a word, raised their fists and started beating.

"Dare to lie to me, I think you are impatient! Beat me, beat me hard!"

Fang Zhuo sat on a lush book in the yard, covering his hands with a smile.

Hearing the sound of raindrops of punches and feet, Sixi also felt refreshed, and supported his master's hand and said, "He can pick the fruits planted by others if he wants to. It's just a dream, bah!"

Fang Zhuo's legs swayed back and forth amidst Feng Hai's yelling, and they swayed very rhythmically.

Seeing his smile, Sixi laughed too, "He bullied you a lot before, if you ask me, this is retribution and you deserve it."

Although the things Feng Hai did to Feng Yang since he was a child are not so heinous, the accumulation of small things has a great impact on Feng Yang's later submissive character.

Substitute marriage was not the main reason why Feng Yang hanged himself, it was just the last grass that broke the camel's back.

After the casino thugs beat him up, they loosened Feng Hai's headgear, hands and feet.

Feng Hai was in pain all over his body and couldn't even stand up. In the end, he was dragged to the pier like a sack.

The men carrying goods on the pier are basically dark-skinned and strong.There really isn't anyone as pale and frail as Feng Hai, with the appearance of a tuberculosis ghost.

"What are you still doing in a daze, let's go!" The thug behind him forcefully dragged him to the front of the foreman, "This is newly received today."

The foreman glanced at Feng Hai and sneered, "That's it?"

He asked contemptuously, "How much do you owe?"

The thug said, "500 taels."

The foreman's eyes almost popped out, and then he laughed loudly, "Two sacks of Kang are worth a copper plate, little brother, let's figure out when we can pay off our gambling debts."

If there is no five or sixty years, don't even think about cleaning it up.

Feng Hai was terrified, and grabbed the thug's sleeve to prevent him from leaving, "I can write to my father to redeem me, my father has money."

The thugs only felt that this person was full of lies, so they threw away their arms and left.

Sixi hid in the corner, gestured the middle finger to Feng Hai's back, and ran away.

He returned to the palace in a hurry, and was about to go in to report to the young master when a guard grabbed the back of his neck, "You can't go in, Your Majesty is in the room."

Sixi glanced at the other party, lowered her eyelids, wriggled her fingers, "Oh."

house.

Fang Zhuo described today's events from beginning to end, and excitedly slapped the table, "You said he deserved it."

Xiao Xin followed good example, "It deserves it."

Fang Zhuo nodded in satisfaction, suddenly remembered something, tilted his head and asked, "What did you do today?"

"What can you do? Criticize papers in the palace." Xiao Xin frowned after speaking, staring into Fang Qingnian's eyes for a moment, "Why do you ask that?"

"I want to drink water." Fang Zhuo answered irrelevantly, tapping his fingers on the table.

Immediately afterwards, a cup of warm tea was stuffed in his hand, he raised his head and drank it, and then said unhurriedly, "When we were on the street this afternoon, Sixi told me that I saw you, and I said he must It’s a mistake, he still doesn’t believe it.”

Outside the door, Sixi sneezed and rubbed her nose uncomfortably.

Continue to stand beside the guard, looking up at the sunset.

"Oh." Xiao Xin looked indifferent, and his eyes fell on the cup that the young man had touched.

Yingying moist, shining water.

Xiao Xin picked up the teapot and poured himself a glass of water, took a sip of the place where the young man drank in his mouth.

Fang Zhuo raised his eyebrows, pretending he didn't know anything, similar things had happened many times.

He gnawed half of the apple, just put it down one second before, and the other half was gnawed clean the next second.The unused pastries were taken away by the butler in an instant and sent to the study.Even the shameful ripped bellyband is still tucked in the sleeves of men.

Fang Zhuo once took advantage of the man leaning his head up on the tub to doze off, and sneaked a peek at it without anyone noticing it.

The two ugly words on it are almost worn out. It is conceivable that this person must take it out and touch it.

True love, this is true love, the food my daughter-in-law eats is delicious, and the things my daughter-in-law embroiders are so beautiful, as long as they are given by my daughter-in-law, they are priceless treasures.

Fang Zhuo couldn't help laughing, forget it, the prince is so good at face, how embarrassing it is to be exposed.

I do not know anything.

Seeing the person next to him turn his head to look over, Fang Zhuo's mind immediately emptied.

Xiao Chan picked him up, put him on his lap, and pinched the young man's waist calmly, as if he had lost some weight.

He was busy with government affairs before, so he could only spare a short period of time for short-term follow-up from time to time.

Today is different, he almost followed the youth for almost a whole day.

Especially after knowing the lonely daily life of the other party, Xiao Xin always felt that it would be too inconsiderate to leave him alone in the palace.

So he said, "After all, I'm a little worried about keeping you in the palace. From tomorrow onwards, you will enter the palace with me."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

"There's nothing to worry about. It's good for me to stay in the palace, really." Fang Zhuo resisted vigorously, wanting to fight for a little more chance of survival for himself.

Xiao Xin said, "There is no need to discuss."

Fang Zhuo, "..." wanted to die.

Now that he only spends half a day together, he can still pretend to be together 24 hours a day, so he's still pretending to be a fart, and he will be exposed sooner or later.

Xiao Xin lowered his head, just in time to see the trembling eyelashes of the young man.

He frowned slightly, grabbed Fang Zhuo's chin, and raised his face, "Unhappy?"

Fang Zhuo calmed down hastily, "No."

Xiao Xin habitually stroked the corners of his eyes with his fingers, moved closer, and brought the tip of their noses together, "Really?"

A man's eyes seem to hide two sharp knives, which can cut open a person's heart and pick out all hidden emotions and put them on the surface.

Fang Zhuo's heart beat faster, and he said with a choked voice, "Really."

Xiao Xin took advantage of the situation and kissed him on the mouth, "Good boy."

"But I want to bring the chicken cubs." Fang Zhuo said.

Aside from the weight of the chicken cub, its sensitivity is still amazing. Such a living police device must be carried with it at all times to feel safe.

The chicken cub nestled on the steps outside the door basking in the sun seemed to have sensed it, and jumped to the door with a flap of wings, clucking and pecking at the door.

The veins on Xiao Xin's forehead burst out, as if he was enduring it. This dead fat chicken knew to stick to the young man every day, and according to the housekeeper's report, it had to squat on the door even when going to the toilet.

All the time that he couldn't accompany him was all accompanied by it.

That's all, it's outrageous to snatch a pillow from an elder like him while sleeping at night.

"No." Xiao Xin refused to comment.

If he heard this kind of tone usually, Fang Zhuo must have compromised honestly, but today is different, it is his big killer, the life-saving talisman, and he must bring it.

"Oh, then I won't go." Fang Zhuo lowered his eyes and said calmly, his butt moved around, struggling to get off the man's lap.

Xiao Xin tightened his arms and called out "Feng Yang" in a low tone, trying to scare him.

However, Fang Zhuo could see his expression clearly, he was not angry at all, okay?

He ran his hand down the man's neck, touched his face, and said in a tone full of nostalgia, "At the beginning, you gave me the chicken cub, and later the chicken cub was my close friend during my widowhood. Now, It's my family, my son."

Thinking of those times of being accompanied, Fang Zhuo revealed his true feelings and choked up, "Anyway, I have to take it wherever I go."

Xiao Xin remained silent, his face getting more and more stinky.

Grandpa, little friend, family, shouldn’t these be referring to him alone, young man, this means that he wants to compete with a chicken?

Fang Zhuo was heartbroken, and dropped a crucial sentence, "You are so against it following me, is it because you are jealous?"

"Xiao Xin, are you jealous of a chicken?"