After I was reborn, the scumbag was good

Xiao Qinghe suddenly couldn't tell what mood he was in at the moment, shock, regret, shame, anger, all mixed.

The inn I frequented was actually a stronghold for thieves, and I never noticed it!However, Zongzheng Xu, who had only been there with him once, wiped him out overnight, cleanly and neatly!

During this process, she didn't say a single word to him. Did she not trust him or think he was just an embroidered pillow with nothing to do? !

He didn't even know when Zongzhengxu became suspicious of him!

"Little master?"

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay," Xiao Qinghe came back to his senses, and said perfunctorily, "I also feel it's a pity, it's rare that I like it so much."

"That's right." Xiao Rong also looked sad and sighed, and then she remembered that she was still holding the medicine bowl in her hand, and hurriedly handed it to Xiao Qinghe, and coaxed softly: "Young master, other people's business We don't care, and we can't care, come on, drink the medicine first, it will be even more difficult to swallow when it gets cold."

Xiao Qinghe didn't push back and forth as usual, nor did he take a sip from a small spoon and shout bitterly, he took the bowl neatly, drank it all in one gulp, then quickly wrapped his feet, put on his boots indiscriminately, and went out like the wind That's right, a set of movements are smooth and smooth, neat and neat, Xiaorong was dumbfounded, and really didn't understand what evil his young master had fallen into.

Xiao Qinghe couldn't bear to toss about his beautiful feet any longer, so he yelled to ask Butler Li to prepare a carriage for him, and took two servants as coachmen, and then rushed to Yuejun Inn in a mighty manner.

When Xiao Qing and the coachman helped him get out of the car, they were shocked by the scene in front of them: Where is the shadow of Yuejun Inn in the past? !

It was replaced by a pitch-black skeleton of a house, with some beams still emitting faint blue smoke, and a pile of burnt black things, which could no longer be seen. The eyes were desolate, as if the burnt black color was still floating in the dust. Dust particles, half of the incomplete silk cloth lay flat on the ground beside it, with a word "Yue" and half a word "Jun" written on it, and the bottom was eaten by the flames, and there was a circle of black lines on the place where it was extinguished A distorted, indescribably desolate scene.

"Brother seems to like this inn quite a lot?" An abrupt but intriguing voice sounded behind him.

Xiao Qing and Xunsheng turned around.

The person who caught the eye was a handsome man, dressed in plain cloth, not very luxurious, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, with a piece of plain silk cloth hanging from the top of the bamboo pole, and the part of the cloth hanging down with his slender white fingers Holding it together with the bamboo pole, it looks like a fortune teller who is too ordinary to be dressed, but this person's behavior and appearance are too easy to leave a deep impression on people.

His back is straight, his body is long, his facial features are profound, and he looks like a foreigner. Every corner of his face is full of masculinity, especially those deep and bright eyes, like an extremely deep and vast ocean, containing There are many unknown secrets, the dark tide is watching all living beings in front of us, inviting people to explore. Once someone bows down to explore the mysteries, they will be drawn into it and drown to death.

Xiao Qinghe looked down on poor people the most, he frowned and said angrily, "Yes, does your lord have any opinions?"

He thinks that he is very accurate in judging people, and he thinks from the bottom of his heart that the person in front of him is not a kind person, and he will naturally not have a good temper when he speaks.

The other party obviously didn't expect Xiao Qinghe to be such a sharp person, he was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled on the corners of his eyes and brows, making Pan An's appearance even more fascinating, "Don't dare, I just saw that the young master Yintang turned black, There is also a bit of bad luck between the brows, thinking that something bad will happen in a short time, and I came here to help the young master solve problems, I am not a wicked person, the young master does not need to be so vigilant."

Xiao Qinghe still wanted to laugh when he heard "Yintang is black", but then he became angry when he heard the following words. The beloved inn is gone, the storyteller is gone, and Zongzheng Xu doesn't take him seriously, just think about it. He was so angry that he just embraced the beauty yesterday, and it's too late to be overjoyed, so fuck his mother's luck!

He couldn't help cursing: "Go to your mother's bad luck, you are the bad luck! Your whole family has been bad luck for three generations! What's between the eyebrows? Your mother was clearly standing behind me just now, can you see between my eyebrows? You lied to ghosts! You don’t even piss, just come out and cheat according to whether you are worthy or not!”

Seeing that he was already angry, an attendant (and coachman) hurried forward, took out some silver and handed it to the fortune-teller, half pushed him away, and the other hurriedly gave the angry little The lion is smooth.

Xiao Qinghe was so pissed off by that man, his feelings of pity and compassion disappeared, he stepped into the carriage angrily, and went back home, cursing the nonsense fortune teller all the way, he couldn't find an outlet for his emotions Now, on the contrary, I got a happy catharsis.

Not far away, the fortune teller who was pushed aside looked at the silver tael that was stuffed in his hand, and the hand that was holding the bamboo pole was tighter, and there was an indescribable light in those eyes that were as deep as the sea, With playfulness, banter, understanding, and certainty.

This is the youngest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion?

Can't stand a little verbal stimulation, once dissatisfied, immediately turn his face, the child's heart is simple to the point of stupidity.

What is in his heart can be clearly written on his face, it must be very coaxing, no wonder Zong Zhengxu will choose him, his eyes can't hide the slightest emotion, his face is full of joy, very easy to understand, easy to hold in his hands, There is no way to get out of the trouble.

What's more, that skin is really good-looking, with pure and clean but charming eyes, slender and meaningful eyebrows and eye ends that are a little provocative but not too much, not too much, not too much, full of charm but not too much. frivolous.

The corners of the mouth seem to be upturned from birth, and it fits well with the eyebrows and eyes. The whole face looks harmonious and beautiful. The contour lines on the face are not as deep and rigid as ordinary men, but soft and graceful prevail. The face that is slightly smaller than the average man is outlined, and it should feel good to the touch, after all, it looks so soft.

Another very important point is that this person has no big ambitions... Zong Zhengxu took over the enemy's stronghold and celebrated with the whole country, but he only indulged in "losing his favorite inn".

The fortune teller Bai Xingjian tilted his head and thought for a while, and after making sure that he hadn't missed any point, he walked towards the corner, where an elderly beggar was crouching, with ragged clothes and a haggard face, which could not be distinguished from the surface. It was a man or a woman, holding a chipped porcelain bowl in trembling hands.

He walked over slowly, took a grain of silver in his hand as dinner money, and put the rest in the old beggar's bowl.

Then he turned around and left, completely blocking the old beggar's grateful kowtow and words of thanks with his broad back.

Xiao Qinghe spent the past few days at home with nothing to do, no intention of going out, and love affairs seemed to be like picking up shellfish on the seashore. All kinds of excuses, in short, he must go outside to make trouble.

Now it's all right, he finally picked up the shell he was most satisfied with, and he didn't bother to go to the beach anymore. His biggest regret was that the shell in his hand didn't seem to take him seriously, and he never came here once in a few days Looked for him.

Xiao Qinghe was about to go out to get some air. He watched the mansion go up and down in a hurry, as if he was preparing for some big event, and everyone was smiling happily. He stopped a servant who was dusting and asked: "What makes you so happy?"

"Young master doesn't know yet?" The servant looked surprised, he paused suddenly, and then tapped his head with the duster in his hand, as if he suddenly realized, "Look at my memory, young master is going out on the street today. Of course I don’t know.” He continued excitedly and said, “Missy will be back soon!”

"What day is it today? Why does she have to come back?" Xiao Qinghe muttered dissatisfied.

He still hated that when he ran after her sedan chair, she not only didn't stop, but instead ran faster and faster.

There was a moment of dissatisfaction on the servant's face, but he suppressed it, and said respectfully: "Return to young master, tomorrow is the master's birthday."

In his opinion, this young master is not as attractive as the eldest lady at all. There are hundreds of people in this mansion, but she keeps everyone's birthday in mind, and prepares small gifts for everyone every year and festival. , the etiquette is light, but the most important thing is affection, unlike the young master who doesn't even care about his father's birthday.

Xiao Qinghe suddenly began to feel that in the prime minister's mansion, except for Steward Li and the prime minister and his wife, there were not many people who held him as a young master from the bottom of their hearts.

Xiao Qinghe was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that tomorrow was his father's birthday, he stopped talking, feeling that his position at home was threatened, he turned around and walked out of the gate again.

The servant thought it was because he failed to hide his emotions well and made the young master unhappy, so he hurriedly asked, "Master, where are you going?"

"Buy a birthday present for your master." Xiao Qinghe waved his hands without looking back.

He used the name of being a gifted person to escape, otherwise, in this anger, he would definitely quarrel with Xiao Duchen. His father is about to celebrate his [-]th birthday, and it is a day of great joy, so you can't make him angry , or his mother wouldn't let him go.

The servant didn't ask any more questions, and finally showed a gratified smile. Their young master just matured later and had a stronger temper, but his disposition is still good.

It's no wonder that the prime minister is so important to the court. As an important minister in the court, the prime minister has a status of one person under ten thousand. Every year, there is an endless stream of people who come to pay birthday respects. They can step over the threshold, and the gifts they bring are as precious as one, even though the prime minister Every time the adults returned all the valuables, they still enjoyed it and racked their brains to find what they liked, with the intention of not giving up on the Yellow River.

The prime minister is a man of integrity, and although there are many gifts that he likes, if they are expensive, he will refuse to accept them all. He even orders his servants to keep the etiquette simple every year on birthdays, but this year, he may not be able to fulfill his wish. It must be of great significance. Hundreds of people in the mansion are busy preparing for it, and he must not be willing to let them down.