Counseling [Quick Transmigration]

A few days later, a cage of starlings was also brought into the room to entertain the occupants.

Mynah is very dexterous and well-educated. He can say a lot of poems with one mouth, and he can say a few words of simple ones.A small stage was set up inside the cage, with a few flags printed with faces on it, and the starling walked away by himself, flapping his wings and playing with the flags.

The people in the room looked funny, and stretched out their fingers to tease it in the cage.The starling stood on the palm of his hand, trembling its tail feathers.

Fu Gui said beside him: "The general sent this to you specially, saying that you specified that you like it—"

There are many other piles beside him, all of which are the emperor's rewards after entering the palace this time.Those expensive playthings are now scattered on the bed, covered with silk and satin, and the best palace cloths are piled aside, ready to be left to the occupants of the room for tailoring.

The young master sat in these silks and satins, but only cared about teasing mynah with his pale hands.He brought the cage over, resting it on his lap, and opened the small door of the cage.

Wealth is not in a hurry, this bird is domesticated and will not fly around.He only said: "Be careful not to fan it."

The man in the room stretched out his finger, and the bird landed firmly on his index finger, holding on tightly.

Seeing that he was having a good time with the bird, Fu Gui withdrew and went out.The person in the room was lying on the bed by himself, stroking the bird's feathers for a while, and then let it go after a while.

The bird fluttered back and forth in the tent, and when it came back, its body was stained with bright red.

The people in the room laughed, "Where did this come from..."

He stretched out his hand to touch it, but his own index finger was also stained.He suddenly shivered slightly, as if a tiny flame was burning all the way from it.

There were footsteps outside, and then someone pushed open the door.He caught a glimpse of the familiar boots, and the man moved his long legs, looking like he just got off the martial arts field, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

He didn't go forward, he was afraid that the smell of sweat would pollute the people in the room, so he just wiped it with a wet handkerchief and asked, "Did you play well?"

The young master sat up and called him to come and see.

"I don't know what's on this bird..."

The general's pupils shrank slightly, and then he looked normal again.He glanced at the starling and said, "Maybe it's something in the cage."

Then he raised his voice and ordered people to bring the bird out.

"Wait until it's cleaned up, and then bring it in later."

The person lay back on the bed again, looking very timid, his slender body seemed to be easily broken by someone in the middle.Gu Li asked someone to bring the wooden barrel, and he undressed and washed himself first.When he was washing, the people on the bed were dishonest. Although they never looked at him clearly, they kept looking at him.

Gu Li came out of the bloody wind, and he is extremely sensitive to the emotions in people's eyes, knowing where the other person's eyes are turning.He pulled a piece of underwear to loosen it, and asked with a smile, "Aren't you afraid?"

The young man swallowed sharply, shrank back into the quilt, and remained silent.He was pecked by that big starling more than once or twice, but looking at it now, he still couldn't help sighing, how big it is.

Unlike his domesticated ones, the whole one is just a chick.

Still not fully grown.

The water was changed, and the general took the jug out of the room and poured it into the bucket.A lot of medicinal materials were added to it, and it was so dark and cloudy that the color of the water could hardly be seen.He carried the man off the bed, gently took off his middle clothes, and taught him to sit in the water.

The person in the room was quite white, with a slight bluish tinge.The general picked up the water with his hand and helped him wipe it off.The young man leaned against the barrel slightly on his back, his legs and feet shrank because he hadn't walked for a long time, and the man grabbed his ankles and held him down.

He slowly felt the pain, as if there were hot coals burning in the water.But he didn't say a word, just closed his eyes slightly.

This is a medicinal bath.

It's a good thing to be in pain, but what he's afraid of is that he doesn't even feel pain anymore.

The person in the bucket was not very honest, he kept rubbing his toes along his calf against the general.The general felt it clearly, raised his eyelids to look at him, and used some strength when he carried him out and put him on the bed.

"Don't make trouble."

The young man ignored his words, showing no sign of being honest.After all, he couldn't bear it, Gu Li didn't have this idea, but he still took the ring, put him on, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Be obedient——"

There are five rings, all of which are excellent jade.A thin gold chain was tied on it, and the young man never knew what was connected to the other end of the chain.

Didn't the general say that it's good for his health.

He also carried it silently.

He also wanted to be healthy in his dreams, not just to get out from here.He was originally a secret guard, even if he is sick now, he doesn't want to be a burden in the general's mansion.

The general carefully raised his arms above his head, as if he were treating a precious piece of porcelain.When his eyes were kissed, he burst into tears suddenly, and his throat was slightly sour.

He didn't make a sound, but the general noticed it immediately, put down his hand, and coaxed him: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Not uncomfortable, but he couldn't express how sad he was.Two drops of his tears splashed down, and the man gently wiped them away with his fingertips. He didn't continue, just patted his back, once and for all, like patting a child who didn't know much about the world.

"It's okay," he said solemnly, "it's nothing—"

Through the open collar of his jacket, he saw the blue color spreading from the young man's back.A big piece, a big piece, disappeared in a blink of an eye as if it was pressed down by something.

"Nothing will happen," the general whispered, promising, "you'll be all right."

The young man didn't answer, he only listened to the steady heartbeat of the man, and closed his eyes slightly.

He was in a deep sleep, the general got up, gently picked him up, put him on the soft bed beside him, and lifted the quilt on the bed.

He pasted a new yellow talisman in a thick stack, the bright red cinnabar on it was eye-catching.

On the second day, there were more flowers in the room.

It was cut from the pool in the garden. The fresh lotus is now soaked in a copper basin. The petals are white and the stamens are golden.The person on the bed fiddled with the petals, loving it.

Fu Gui was working outside, watching people cutting flowers, he couldn't help saying, "There are so many lotus in our garden."

Butler Li stood aside with his arms folded, and said, "That's not true. It turns out that Gong Qi likes this kind of flower, otherwise, why would the general let people plant so many?"

It was the first time Fugui heard this name.He asked, "Gong Qi?"

Clinker Li Butler's face suddenly changed color.

"What Palace Seven?"

Fu Gui was puzzled, and said naively: "That's what you just said—"

"When did I say that?" Steward Li snapped, "There is no such person in our house, don't talk nonsense!"

He flicked his sleeves sharply, turned and walked away.Fugui was still in a daze, unable to react for a while.

There is indeed no such person as Gong Qi in the mansion, and the servants are all newcomers, and no one has heard of this name.In the evening, Fugui delivered food to the room as usual, and found that the room was full of copper pots, and they kept the lotus that the housekeeper said Gong Qi loved the most.

A few days later, the starling was sent back to the room.The little master in the room was overjoyed, playing jokes all day long.

Fugui also likes to see him smile, and a beautiful woman's smile is always pleasing to the eye.It's just that this young master is really too weak, even getting out of bed is a difficult matter, seeing wealth in his eyes, I feel really sorry for him.

At noon that day, there was no one else in the room.

Fugui was standing not far from the porch, looking down at the courtyard, when he suddenly heard the sound of something falling, very heavy, coming from a distant room.He was startled, and hurriedly trotted towards that place. The butler had already heard the sound, and hurriedly ran, telling him: "Go in and have a look, and see what it is—"

Before the words fell, the window was pushed open.The young master inside was barely leaning against the wall, holding out a starling anxiously - the starling's mouth was red, as if he had eaten something, and now his small body was twitching up and down.

Fugui was taken aback, it was the first time he saw the little master go to the ground.

"Grandpa—why did you get down? Go back and lie down first..."

The young man was speechless at the moment, and only pointed at the bird in his hand frequently.Fugui hurriedly took the bird over, he didn't have the heart to take care of mynah, he opened the door to help him back.When he entered the room, he realized what the sound was. The eight treasure rack in the room fell down, and things were scattered all over the floor at this moment.

But the sum of those things is not as precious as the living baby he is supporting.Fugui hurriedly helped others, and was about to call the housekeeper to help, but he saw housekeeper Li standing in front of the window, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, his face pale, as if he had seen something terrifying.

Fugui shouted: "Housekeeper?...Uncle Li?"

Butler Li didn't notice, and was still staring at the person in the window.The young man also recognized him, his eyes widened slightly, revealing the joy of seeing an old friend.

Fugui was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't care, he opened his mouth to press again.

He suddenly heard Steward Li's voice, very soft and thin.

"Gong Qi?"

Looking at the familiar face, he could no longer hide the horror in his heart.His voice trembled, and his footsteps slowly moved back.

"Aren't you... dead?"

Fugui wanted to talk nonsense about what he was talking about, but he was clearly a good living person, standing next to him, how could Steward Li spout nonsense!The body of the young man supported by him trembled slightly, and then the people in the room slowly raised their eyes.

He touched his chest with his hand, and his voice was soft.

"Am I dead?"

He couldn't make a sound, he could only ask himself in his heart.The place where his hand touched didn't feel any beating, it was a pool of stagnant water.

There is no living heart there, only this rotting flesh is still holding on.

yeah, i—

He raised his eyes, and met the eyes of the general who had just arrived at the door.

He moved his lips slightly but didn't make a sound, but the general understood.

Yes.

he murmured.I am dead.

He heard many voices in a trance.

Like a familiar electronic voice: [Fuck him, what's going on?How could there be such a bug... What does it mean to be unable to withdraw normally?what do you mean?An npc in the mission world——]

【...Your man detained you...】

【Hello?Du Yun stopped, can you hear me? 】

【Hello?Hello? 】

A bell rang.Immediately afterwards came a man's voice: "Soul Xi—return—"

He was carried back to the bed.

"No," said the general, holding him firmly, "you are sick—just sick."

His hand was on the forehead of the person in his arms, the forehead was cold, but his hand was warm.

Belonging to the warmth of the living.

The general patted him on the back and said word by word: "Soon, you will get better soon."

The end of March is a good time.

The flowers in the capital were blooming luxuriantly, Du Yunting bit a leaf in his mouth, swinging his legs on the roof.Someone next to him patted him, he turned his head and saw a gloomy face.Gong Yi said: "Squat down, what does it look like?"

Du Yunting barely sat up straight, his legs still hanging from the eaves.Gong couldn't get used to his lazy appearance, he didn't look like a secret guard at all, but he was very skilled in martial arts, he didn't listen to what he said, so he had to hide himself in the shade of a tree.

"Master is coming back tonight, you can be more serious." He warned, "If you are so careless, be careful that master wants your head."

Du Yunting said, "Definitely."

He glanced outside and asked again, "When will the master come back?"

Gong Yi replied: "It only takes an hour."

Du Yunting has not met his nominal master yet. In the original owner's memory, this master is a world-renowned general, who can be called a military genius. For example, the hearts of the people are almost on par with God.

He said to 7777: [This sounds like a hero. 】

7777 said: 【He is indeed a hero. 】

It's a pity that the original lord, Gong Qi, was not loyal to this person.He was brought up by Prime Minister Zuo since he was a child, and there was only one thought in his mind, which was to treat Prime Minister Zuo as a god and obey his orders; labor.

Gong Qi is a poor man. A flood flooded his home, resulting in the death of his parents. He dragged his sick younger sister alone, and it was difficult for him to go anywhere to ask for food.At that time, he was only five or six years old, so he had to learn juggling from others on the street, barely earning two dollars.

It so happened that one day, Ren Yazi, a picky man, took a fancy to him and sold him to Zuo Xiangfu when he saw that his bones were good.

At that time, Prime Minister Zuo had just established his position in the court and was eager to cultivate his confidant power.He chose young children and sent them to a place to practice martial arts day and night.Gong Qi mastered a good skill in that, but never showed his face in public.

When he arrived, he was sent by the son of Prime Minister Zuo to the side of General Gu.The son of Zuo Xiang made everything for him, saying that he was going to be a secret guard, but in fact he was going to forge evidence of treason.

The imperial court couldn't tolerate this general anymore.As the saying goes, with high achievements, Gu Li's current reputation is even far higher than that of the current saint.The common people have eyes, and they know who was going south in a hurry when the Hu people called, and they also know who really beat the Hu people back. The emperor looked at Gu Li every day, and felt like a thorn in his heart. make him impotent.

He couldn't bear it, but he didn't have the guts to really touch Gu Li.The son of Zuo Xiang had always been at odds with Gu Lizheng, and he had been dissatisfied with him for a long time. Taking this opportunity, he figured out the holy will, and decided to dispatch a pawn to wait for the opportunity to completely drag Gu Li off the horse.

Gong Qi is the key chess piece.He was taught from childhood to adulthood that he had only one master, Zuo Xiang, wholeheartedly.

With En in his heart, Prime Minister Zuo brought him to the mansion, raised him, and raised his younger sister.Although my younger sister had already died of illness, at least she had enough food and clothing for the few years in between, so she was still a hungry ghost.For these two points, Gong Qi is loyal enough.

But Du Yunting has seen the original world line. In fact, in the flood that starved to death Gong Qi’s parents, it was Zuo Xiang himself who resolutely opposed the distribution of food for disaster relief; He lived a good life as he imagined, but was locked up alone in a house, and soon starved to death.

Dark guards cannot have relatives, and troubles are easy to arise.Zuo Xiang only wanted a sharp knife, he didn't want the knife to cut his hands.

Gong Qi didn't know about this at all, and still worked hard for his master.For the sake of his master, it is not a problem for him to go through life and death, and he still thinks that he is repaying his favor.

But where is there any favor to repay?There is a lot of hatred.It's a pity that he was blindfolded and didn't see clearly until he died.

Du Yunting didn't plan to go this way again, he planned to use another thigh to hug.

Replace it with a firmer one.

Get a solid gold one!

7777: […]

Seriously, doesn't the host have the option of being independent and self-reliant?

There are a total of twelve hidden guards in the general's mansion, from Palace One to Palace Twelve.Du Yunting took the seventh in the middle, tasted it himself, and thought it sounded good.

About an hour later, there was indeed a sound coming from the front.Gong Yi reminded him again: "Take it easy, master can't see people being lazy like this!"

Du Yunting: [... Then he really doesn't know how to enjoy life at all. 】

Just hang one leg, is it called lazy?

Does this general never lie down?

"Hey," Gong Yi said, "here we come."

Du Yunting stood up from the roof to look, and didn't even see what the person looked like.It was dark now, and he only caught a glimpse of a figure wrapped in court clothes, dodged from the horse, and then entered the room.

After a while, Fuchu was ready to serve dinner.The aroma of the rice could be smelled clearly from above, and the servants carried the dishes and sent them to the inner hall one by one.Du Yunting asked Gong Yi: "When shall we have dinner?"

Gong Yi looked at him like looking at an animal, and repeated: "Eat?"

Du Yunting said, "Yes."

"What shall we eat?" Gong Yi laughed angrily, "You went to eat, how do you know if there is any enemy?"

Du Yunting: "...?"

This theory...

He wondered from the bottom of his heart: "Could it be that you are all made of diamonds, and I am the only one made of meat?"

Otherwise, why am I feeling hungry?

Gong glanced at him, as if hating iron but not steel.He finally took out a small crumpled bag from himself and threw it to Du Yunting, "Hurry up, hurry up."

Inside were a few dry vegetarian pancakes with no meat at all.

The food really wasn't good, Du Yunting felt wronged and squatted in a corner eating pancakes, missing socialism very much in his heart.

At least a well-off society can solve the problem of food and clothing.

Before he finished chewing, he suddenly heard Gong Yi on the top calling him: "Hurry up, Gong Qi! — Someone is coming!"

Du Yunting looked up, good guy, when did the man in black come here?He also specially picked food, now with weapons in his hands, he has already started fighting with several hidden guards.

It's really rude, this is a violent activity that is completely unsuitable for little fairies like them.He stood at the bottom admiring it for a while, and asked 7777: 【Can I fight? 】

7777's tone is affirmative, 【Yes. 】

Du Yunting then returned to the roof full of confidence.He used the move that the original owner had learned, and was about to face the enemy, but seeing the opponent's speed was extremely fast, he shook slightly, and gave him a blow.

Fortunately, he dodged so fast that he didn't get stabbed.Du Yunting clutched his chest and abdomen, with lingering fears in his heart, he said angrily: [28, you said I would hit! 】

【You will,】 7777 said, 【But you will be beaten. 】

【…】

7777: [You didn't ask me if I could win. 】

【…】

Fuck, what did he rush up to do just now? Did he die?

[It's okay,] 7777 finally told the truth, [You just passed through, and you are not quite used to the body of the original owner.The original owner has a subconscious mind, and will not let you die, at most, you will be injured. 】

It's okay to be hurt a little bit!Du Yunting covered his face and glared, 【What if I hurt my face? 】

This is his business capital, and he still relies on this to get to the negotiating table.

7777 said slowly: 【That's pretty good too. 】

Can break your wandering mind.

Du Yunting became even angrier.

No one loves anyone, he is like a small cabbage in the field, and now even the system despises him.

He glanced at the situation, and seeing that his side had definitely gained the upper hand, he coldly picked the thinnest man from the group of men in black, and fought him.The thinnest one was lonely and couldn't beat him, so he quickly stumbled and turned around and fled. The hidden guards didn't chase after him, but went down to check the situation in the mansion in an orderly manner.

The place where Du Yunting was arranged was just behind the atrium.He stepped on the garden almost, turned around, and went back to the roof, guarding the house.

Someone came out from below, he heard the sound, and looked down.

The man who stepped out also seemed to feel something, and swept the room with clear and cold eyes.Du Yunting felt the power coming towards his face, and he met the man's eyes - a face with deep outline, slightly high brow bone, and a small mole on his brow.Du Yunting couldn't be more familiar with it, and he was so happy that it almost bloomed.

Mr. Gu!

He couldn't wait to think about it, but saw that the man looked away, didn't take him seriously, and was already walking away.Du Tongsu felt a little anxious, coughed suddenly, and pretended to tell 7777: [The tiles are a bit slippery, aren't these shoes non-slip? 】

7777: [...? 】

Immediately afterwards, Du Yun stopped slipping, and suddenly fell towards the eaves.

The general on the ground raised his eyes, just in time to see the little hidden guard's feet were unsteady and fell from above.

He didn't intend to pick it up, but he still had to leave.Unexpectedly, that person was just right, without deviation or departure, he drew an arc accurately and landed firmly in his arms.Before he could react, the little dark guard wrapped his neck around his neck with lingering fear, as if he was frightened, and the corners of his eyes were a little flushed.

Gu Li smelled a very faint smell, like the smell of milk.The little dark guard looked that he was not very old, and his figure was not as strong as that of an ordinary adult man. Together with his raised neck, he was slender and fair, and his head was stained with a little dust. The hair is white.

The general's throat moved slightly, and he said without hesitation: "Go down."

The author has something to say: 7777: Your man detained you.

...is very angry, super angry!

Du Tongsou: ...

Why are you angry, can you not do it?