The Villain of Quick Transmigration

A few days later, the town of Linqi, which is a branch of Lingyang Kingdom.

The town is located in the coastal area, and the people in the town make a living from fishing. Today is a sunny day with a gentle breeze, which is a good weather for fishing in Shanghai.

What can be seen on the sea is that many boats are shuttling on the sea surface, and the fishermen have simple smiles on their faces, singing bright and cheerful songs.

The fishermen of some boats have already returned to the shore with full loads, and the fishermen got off the boats dragging their full harvest nets.Back on the shore, it was his lover who was waiting for him.

In the warm morning, the fishermen are singing and laughing on the coast. How many people should there be, yearning for a happy life.

In a restaurant in the small town of Linqi, the business of this restaurant is booming, and there is an endless stream of guests coming in and out of the gate.

The restaurant is full of guests, and there are voices of people talking, fighting for wine, chatting, and the voices are mixed and noisy.

In a dark corner of the restaurant, there are several exquisite delicacies on the wine table, and a man in Chinese clothes is sitting in front of the table.

The man was tall and tall, and the tight muscles could be seen under the smooth and soft silk material.The man is about 23 or [-] years old, with a jade-like face, sword eyebrows drawn into the temples, deep and narrow eyes, black eyes shining with a sharp light.

This person is Kong Wenchu, the third prince of Lingyang Kingdom.

"Your Highness, there is a message from the capital." A man in black came over, leaned down and approached Kong Wenchu ​​and said respectfully in a low voice.

Kong Wenchu ​​picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Hearing this, he looked up at the man in black and said, "What do you say over there?"

The man in black looked serious, "It is said that the emperor caught wind and cold some time ago, and has not gone to court for a week. The court has begun to be a little turbulent, and the eldest prince seems to be unable to sit still."

"Oh?" Kong Wenchu ​​raised his eyebrows, with a strategic smile on his face, "If that's the case, let's go back. After all, my elder brother can't wait, so we can't let him go first!"

"Yes." The man in black lowered his head.

Kong Wenchu ​​stood up and tidied up his clothes, only to hear the man in black next to him say, "Your Highness, there is news about the woman you asked me to check a few days ago."

Kong Wenchu ​​paused, turned around and asked, "How?"

"That woman is from Zhaoyu Village, Chengwu Village, and her name is Chi Lianqing."

"Zhaoyu Village? Where is that place?"

"It's a well-known bandit den in Chengwu Village."

Hearing this, Kong Wenchu ​​frowned, a little in disbelief, "Are you sure it's a den of bandits?"

Some time ago, he was conspired and injured. He was rescued by a woman in the wilderness.

The man in black nodded firmly, "It is indeed a den of bandits."

Kong Wenchu ​​sighed and shook his head, "Forget it, let's go back."

"What does your Highness mean?" the man in black asked.

"There's no need to search any further." Kong Wenchu ​​shook his head, and ordered, "Just let me know, we'll be heading back to Beijing after half a stick of incense, so let them prepare quickly."

As for that Chi Lianqing, although he felt a little pity, after all, that woman was indeed somewhat outstanding, which moved him a little.The grace of saving life should be repaid by springs, but she was born in a bandit den...

It's okay if you take a concubine, but choosing her side concubine... is still a bit inappropriate

That's all, let's go...

If we can meet again, then make another plan.

……

Here is Zhaojue Village, Chengwu Village.

Except for a few bandits guarding the village at the gate and on the high ground, the women in the village are all busy.

The sun is very strong today, and it is very comfortable to bask in people.

No, some of those women were washing clothes and drying quilts, some were drying rice, and some were taking advantage of the bright sunshine to make wine and farm.

Uncle Fu, Ruan Yanhang and another cold middle-aged man in black were sitting in the middle of the stockade, sitting on a chair, drinking a small wine and chatting happily.

Uncle Fu held a wine jar in his hand, with a smug smile on his face, "Look, I said that the husband I'm looking for, Xiaoyu, will like it. Look at how sweet the two of them are these days!"

"Brother Jun has closed half of his eyes under the spring! When Xiaoyu becomes a biological child and is happy and happy, Brother Jun will be considered well-known under the spring, and he will have no regrets."

After taking a sip of the wine, Uncle Fu's small eyes were full of yearning, "Hey, let's not talk about that. But according to this, it seems that we are expected to report to our grandson this year!"

As soon as these words came out, Ruan Yanhang couldn't help but said, "Nonsense! Uncle Fu is the only one among us, you are old enough to have grandchildren, okay?"

Ruan Yanhang muttered, his tone full of resentment, "I didn't even ask for a wife! Where did I get my grandson from?"

He touched his baby face and sighed: "This face is so handsome, why don't girls like me?"

Hearing this, Uncle Fu sneered, and taunted mercilessly, "With your face that is still nursing, you still expect a girl to fall in love with you?"

Suddenly, Ruan Yanhang glared, and retorted: "What do you mean by suckling?! I'm young and young, do you understand!"

"Hahaha, so what if I understand? Girls don't understand." Uncle Fu took a sip of his wine, smiled and said teasingly with his small eyes.

I saw Ruan Yanhang's face pulled down, frowning.

Uncle Fu smiled even more happily, and what he said was comforting but not consoling, "Hey, don't be discouraged! I heard that there are many girls in our village who like you!"

Ruan Yanhang curled his lips, waved his hands and said, "Farewell, rabbits don't even eat the grass beside their nests! The girls in the village can save themselves."

"You don't like the girls in the village, why? Do you still like the young men in the village?"

After all, this is still a bandit, there are a lot of men, and the dirty words come out as soon as they open their mouths.

Suddenly, Ruan Yanhang's face looked as if he had eaten Xiang, "Uncle Fu, what nonsense are you talking about! It's a good chat, let's talk about this. You deliberately don't let me have a good drink, right?"

"In the end, you still feel sorry for me and my second brother who drank your 80-year-old wine. If you feel distressed, just tell me that my third brother and I are leaving!"

Ruan Yanhang turned his head to look at the indifferent man in black beside him, and said, "You say no, third brother."

The middle-aged man in black next to Ruan Yanhang was Shen Boting, the third head of Zhaojue Village. The man was about 27 or [-] years old, with a lean and burly figure, three-dimensional and handsome features, and a pair of black eyes that were sharp and indifferent.

He is handsome, heroic, and exudes the charm of a mature man, especially his cold eyes and aura, which makes many girls fall in love with him.

It's a pity that there is a long and hideous scar on this face. The scar extends from the left temple to the left corner of the mouth, occupying the left cheek.

The right cheek is still handsome and handsome.

One side is an angel and the other is a demon, plus Shen Boting doesn't smile all the year round, like an ice cube, it's even more frightening.

Shen Boting's expression was cold, he ignored Ruan Yanhang, and he didn't drink much wine on the table. Instead, he kept his head down and wiped the big knife in his hand.

Ruan Yanhang was also used to Shen Boting treating him like this, so he shrugged.

From a long distance, Junyu saw Uncle Fu teasing Ruan Yanhang, and walked slowly over while leading Zi Shuqi.

The tip of her nose moved slightly, and she smelled the mellow and sweet smell of wine. Junyu raised her eyebrows and said, "What good wine do you want to drink? Why didn't you call me?"

The three of them turned their heads in unison when they heard the words. Uncle Fu looked at the little hands they were holding, his eyes lit up, and he smiled in relief.

"It's the old wine that Uncle Fu secretly hid!" Ruan Yanhang swirled the clear wine in the glass.

"Go, go, what are you talking about! What is a secretly hidden old wine!" Uncle Fu gave Ruan Yanhang an angry look, "I've been thinking about slandering me in front of Xiaoyu all day long!"

Uncle Fu turned his head to look at Junyu and Zishuqi, his expression changed, he grinned, his eyebrows widened, and he waved, "Come on, come quickly!"

He ordered someone to bring two stools over, and let Junyu and Zishuqi sit down.

After the two of them sat down, they poured a glass of wine for each of them, and when they handed the wine bowls to Junyu, Uncle Fu also told him, "Drink less. Although this wine is mellow and sweet, it tastes dry, but it has a lot of stamina. , very easy to get drunk!"

Junyu happily took it, and when she heard Uncle Fu's words, she frowned slightly, and took a sip of the drink, it was indeed quite delicious.

Zishu Qi beside him took the bowl that Uncle Fu handed over to him indifferently, glanced at the wine in the bowl with indifferent eyes, and pursed his thin lips slightly.

"Why don't you drink?" The boy's calm reaction caught Ruan Yanhang's attention. He tilted his head and asked, "Do you not like drinking?"

Ruan Yanhang scratched the back of his head, recommended Amway and said, "Try it, this wine is really good, otherwise Uncle Fu wouldn't have been hiding it."

Hearing that Ruan Yanhang blackmailed him again, Uncle Fu directly gave Ruan Yanhang a stir-fried chestnut, "You brat is not upright, you know how to speak ill of Uncle Fu all day long!"

Ruan Yanhang patted his head in pain, moved his buttocks away from Uncle Fu, and sat next to Shen Boting.

Hmm... This is how I feel safe, although the third brother will not help himself.

After beating Ruan Yanhang, Uncle Fu felt at ease.Afterwards, he turned his head to look at Zi Shuqi who was still holding the bowl, and Uncle Fu urged, "Young man, why are you just staring blankly, come here, have a sip, and see how your Uncle Fu and I are at brewing wine!"

Hearing this, the young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, his crimson thin lips were slightly pursed, and he raised his hand to drink a bowl of wine in one gulp.

Looking up, the snow-white long neck is slender, rolling slightly along the swallowing Adam's apple, extremely sexy.

The young man's bold behavior attracted Uncle Fu and Ruan Yanhang's cold breath. Although it was a bowl of wine, but the wine had a strong aftertaste, the young man was actually bored, okay!
Uncle Fu laughed, and the fleshy branches on his face trembled wildly, "Hahahaha, as expected, he is the one my old Fu likes, I like it!"

As he said that, Uncle Fu poured another full bowl of wine for Zi Shuqi, then poured another bowl for himself, and said to the young man, "Come on, let's not go home until we're both drunk!"

The boy looked as usual, holding the bowl of wine and continued to sip expressionlessly.

001 covered his face, "Okay, why did you start drinking together, host, won't you come forward and stop it?"

Junyu leaned on the chair, took a sip of the wine, looked calm, looked at the expressionless young man over there with a smile on his face, and said, "Stop what? Isn't that good."