The villain is being forced to whitewash again

In the vermilion restaurant, the crystal clear bead curtains hang down into a piece that flutters in the wind, and several wooden windows engraved with exaggerated reliefs are opened brightly. Very unhappy.

After drinking casually for three rounds, a wealthy young man in the lead winked, and the group of young and beautiful dancers immediately understood, put away their instruments and closed the door lightly, leaving only Bai Fusheng, the new owner of the Beigong Palace who just came back triumphantly after getting rid of their grievances.

They have met this man a few times before, although they are familiar with each other, but they still don't pay attention to him, because no matter what he says or does, he is submissive and doesn't look like someone who can make big things happen in the future. They didn't dare to release one, how could this kind of person get into their circle, and it wouldn't do any good to curry favor with him in the court, so they turned a blind eye and pretended they didn't see it.

But he didn't want to, just a period of time passed, and his fate changed dramatically. The former timid gangster turned into the new head of the Beigong Palace, stepping on the cloud stairs one after another, knocking Opened the gilded gates to power and wealth.

They were so surprised that they were almost terrified. The story of the pheasant flying on the branch and turning into a phoenix in the story book was actually staged in reality, which caught them off guard. Personally bring gifts across the long distance to climb and congratulate.

Unfortunately, other people thought the same way, so there was the first scene where they said "Congratulations" in a pretentious manner, and then said, "Please accept this trivial gift." Emerald, jade, gold Yin was brilliant in everything, but Fusheng just smiled back, waved his hand lightly to let the servants around him come up to accept them all, the official accent seemed to have been rehearsed in the bottom of his heart for countless times, otherwise how could he socialize like he is now.

It's just that when someone ignores his class status and directly calls him by his full name enthusiastically, the atmosphere is completely different. Fu Sheng sits in his seat without looking at him or even agreeing to it, just laughing and talking about various things with the people around him. , This person was so embarrassed that he had to punish himself with a glass of wine, although no one paid him any attention.

They knew why, and they also knew that apart from being dissatisfied with this person's deliberate disregard of his class status, the most annoying thing about Fu Sheng was calling him by his first and last name. According to what he said in the days when he was not famous, his name was very poetic, but Adding the surname makes it a lot weirder. Bai Fusheng is a homonym for white complexion, which sounds like he is deliberately implying that he is a little boy who depends on a woman for his position, although he is indeed.

This was a demonstration, their backs were sweating profusely, picked up the vain provocations they shouldn't have, and immediately drank and had fun, hoping to turn over this article, but fortunately, Fu Sheng was not very annoyed by this, and accepted them lightly It goes without saying that begging for mercy is like a gift from God.

"Congratulations to the son-in-law for finally getting rid of his grievances. Now that the truth is out, we can finally let go of our hearts." Surrounded by young men and buddies who were all smiling, Fu Sheng's smile was superficial and did not go straight to the heart, but given his current His status is already enough to give them face.

"It's touching that I've known you so long and you are so worried about my safety. Here's a toast to you all."

"Hey, no matter what, we should be here to toast you. You are not only the son-in-law of the Beigong palace, but also the new owner in the future. We will still need to rely on you." They bowed their knees By the way, I flattered and hinted at future interest cooperation.

Fu Sheng said casually and modestly: "Just kidding, I'm just a gangster. If it wasn't because the princess thought highly of me, I wouldn't be able to get where I am today, let alone drink with the high-class people in such a luxurious restaurant."

"Oh, what kind of upper-class people are we? It's just that we have been reincarnated well in this life. How much ink can we have in our stomachs? People who can make the princess look up to them must be superior. Anyway, they are better than those of us who are not worth it. The straw bag is much more powerful."

"That's right, don't be modest. If there is anything we can use in the future, just ask, we are obliged, and please take care of us in the future."

"You guys really think highly of me. In fact, you don't need to be so reserved. You just need to be friends. In the future, I will trouble everyone with something." As he said, Fu Sheng stood up from the table and picked up a bottle of wine. The cup was very polite, "It is really a joyous occasion for friends to gather together today. Let me start by offering a toast to everyone."

"You are so polite!" The young masters sitting at the table stood up one after another. They picked up the wine glasses with both hands, and raised them up to the glass in front of them. There was a scramble for compliments.

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Walking out of the vermilion restaurant, bright yellow lanterns have been hung under the eaves of the street. The atmosphere is very lively for a while. The peddlers all come out to set up their stalls and sell enthusiastically. There are many young people on the road. The older ones talked and laughed and took a walk in the courtyard.

As soon as Fusheng came out, the bearer who had been waiting by the road for a long time saw him and hurriedly opened the curtain so that he could sit firmly on the comfortable cushion without his own hands. The bearer picked up the sedan chair and rushed towards the Wangfu. Even though he was carrying such a heavy sedan chair, he was still as light as a swallow, and the people in the sedan chair did not feel obvious bumps at all.

Fusheng put his arms by the window, closed his eyes, and rubbed his aching temples uncomfortably. Since noon, he and those famous sons and brothers have been drinking non-stop until now. Pretend to test the state of mind, if you still don't feel tired, then you are really hard-headed.

He knew that this group of young masters came from all over the world, they didn't come to congratulate him sincerely at all, they just came to him to make a relationship with him, otherwise, why didn't they see any one who expressed concern when the accident happened, and now they came to congratulate him in a swarm , if you really believe the sweet words in their mouths, you will really lose your mind, but, even though they say so...

He put down his hands rubbing his temples and put them on the window sill, with a cold and indifferent expression on his face. Some things still need the help of these walls. If you want to go down this road, forming a faction is essential , even if it is a straw bag, it must be used as much as possible, and the seat of the new owner of the Beigong Palace is not as easy as they say. So what if Beigongchen loves herself very much now, if she empathizes one day Don't fall in love, then you will be no different from these hawkers outside the window. If you are interested, just take a look, and if you are not interested, wave your hand and look at the next one.

Only power can be held in the palm of your hand. As for love... Heck, it's just a bubble that will burst at any time. He looked out the car window at those peddlers who were actively selling their products... Years ago, he also had a relationship with them. I also sell myself desperately for a living, but the reward I get is only a few small copper coins. How sad, running around every day is like an ant on the ground. completely different!

Wealth, power, these things that ordinary people can't have in their entire lives are now in the palm of their hands, and they can't go anywhere. It's as if they are looking for something, the corners of his mouth are gradually raised, and his relaxed hands are slowly clenched into a fist. It won't be long before these things will become completely yours and no one can take them away...

Just when he was fantasizing about his grand plans in the future, a pretty and inconspicuous figure flashed past the window, which made his heart stop beating suddenly. He was stunned for two seconds, and after realizing it, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to tease him. He opened the curtain, but no matter how much he looked left and right, he couldn't find the figure that just flashed past the window.

Anxiety spread all over his body, making him restless. He lowered the curtain and closed his eyes to try to calm his mind, but no matter how many times he recited in his heart, it was impossible and he couldn't stop. After thinking about it, he opened his eyes and shouted to the bearer in front, "Stop the sedan chair!" !"

The bearer in front asked puzzledly: "Stop now? But it's only a few steps away from the palace, and it's already so late. If we don't go back sooner, the princess will blame us..."

After hearing this, Fu Sheng was furious, and turned to sneer and said, "It turns out that what I say as a son-in-law is not as important as the princess's mood... Although I can't make you stop the sedan chair, it should still be okay to let you ants go. right?"

"Master, don't worry, it's... we are talking too much, and we need to learn from our mouths, we will stop the sedan chair immediately!" When the two bearers heard that they were going to be fired, they stopped the sedan chair in fright, causing Fu Sheng's forehead to almost swell. When he hit the wooden board, his face darkened twice in an instant, but now he has no time to pay attention to these small things, he must first find out whether that person is the person he thought, or he will have to spend the whole night tonight Can't sleep.

The sedan chair was parked on the ground, Fu Sheng bent down from inside, shook off the dust that did not exist in the corner of the clothes, and left with the two bearers bowing their heads in fear.

Seeing that he was about to leave without saying a word, and he didn't know where he was going, a bearer hurriedly asked, "Master, where are you going?"

Fu Sheng arrogantly said: "Where am I going, do I need to tell you, the sedan chair bearer?"

"But after you go back, the princess will definitely ask why you didn't come back, we can't explain it..." the bearer said timidly.

Fu Sheng said impatiently: "Just say that it's too late for me to socialize with other people, so I won't go back today."

"But you've already finished the entertainment, isn't this telling us to lie..."

Fu Sheng suddenly turned around and grabbed the bearer who was talking, his gentle face turned ferocious in an instant, as if he was going to swallow life alive in the next second, "I'm your master, you can't keep your elbows out all the time What? If I hear such unpleasant words again..."

The bearer swallowed in fright, and tremblingly said: "I...we know, we will reply truthfully to the princess when we go back, you... please continue to socialize with your friends..."

Fu Sheng let go of his hand and snorted, turned around and left without looking at the bearer.

He walked slowly on the street, frowning and looking at the men and women who passed by, thinking, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye when he clearly saw it just now... Could it be that he was mistaken...

The striding legs stopped, and he stayed where he was. The crowd was still coming and going, but a strange person did not appear. After a few minutes, he gave up this search. Probably at that time, he was dazzled. That person is now being handcuffed. How can it be possible to appear on the street openly while squatting in the prison? It must be because I am too tired these days and my nerves are tense, and I feel weird everywhere.

At this moment, he suddenly felt his arms tighten, and someone grabbed his sleeve and dragged him into the dark alley next to him. He was shocked and subconsciously strangled the opponent's neck with his backhand. His arm was so strong that he seemed to strangle him to death. The ground said viciously: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

The man was strangled so hard to breathe, and it was very difficult to speak, "...it's...it's me, Fusheng, don't you recognize me...?"

Fusheng's eyes widened, taking advantage of his arm involuntarily relaxing, the man broke free from the restraint, touched her own faintly bruised neck in pain, stared at him, and unabashedly expressed her own dissatisfaction .

Looking at the person in front of him, Fu Sheng still couldn't believe it, and asked suspiciously: "...how did you appear here, shouldn't you be in prison now? How did you escape?"

Yue Qiong couldn't help but say: "Why, why, why...Really, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and we finally got together again. Shouldn't we hug me and give me a heartwarming greeting?"

"..." Fusheng didn't speak, and he didn't want to say sweet words to Yueqiong at this time, as if invisible insects crawled on his body, the expression on his face was both annoying and impatient, Yueqiong obviously noticed it His alienation and indifference can't help but make me a little angry.

"Why, seeing me, you feel very unhappy, don't you?"

Fu Sheng didn't think his attitude was wrong, but reprimanded him: "A prisoner who should have escaped from the prison and suddenly appeared in front of him as if playing in the street, would you be happy if it were you?"

Yueqiong said aggrievedly: "Didn't I miss you..."

His eyebrows were raised in anger, "So you ran out and came to find me?"

Yueqiong said stubbornly: "Then I can't come to you in the future? I just miss you so much, so I came to see you as a surprise. Is that wrong?"

Fu Sheng said angrily: "You better figure out who you are now, if those people know that you are contacting me, I will immediately suspect my relationship with you, I finally got off the crime, maybe you want to drag me into the water together Sent in jail? Oh, surprise, is this a fucking surprise? I think you want me to fucking die!"

She has never been scolded by her lover who is always tender and affectionate, Yueqiong has a face of disbelief, "...you scolded me...you scolded me."

Fu Sheng said indifferently: "What's wrong with me scolding you."

Yue Qiong said angrily: "Whatever I did wrong before, you would never be angry and always be gentle comfort, why is this attitude now? Why did it suddenly change?"

Fu Sheng crossed his arms in front of his chest, and said with a sneer: "I'll tell you, I haven't changed at all, I've always been like this, I'm just bored, and don't want to waste time with you, an old bastard."

Hearing this, Yueqiong was even more dumbfounded as if what she saw was a monster. "……what did you just say?!"