[Quick Transmigration] Xiao Shou is always dying

At the same time, at the Taifu mansion two streets away, the prince Taifu Hong changed his official uniform and sat on a big chair in the middle hall to drink tea, but an old slave with a half-haired beard rushed in in a panic outside. Then he reported, "My lord, my lord, that, that endless Jin Dynasty went to Huajie before returning to the mansion. The old slave just heard what the buyer Chang Jin said. It was said that it was spread all over the world, so the old slave came. Tell the adults to listen."

Master Hong didn't have any special reaction when he heard this, he just twitched the corners of his mouth lightly, the fragrant tea smeared in his mouth but lost the taste, he only felt the slight bitterness as if consciously, following his His tongue slipped into his throat and went deeper, making his whole heart tremble with pain.

Gently put down the teacup in his hand, Zhuang Qinghong lowered his eyes, covered everything in his eyes, coughed and said, "Uncle Yu, I already know."

How could they not know, when they went to court together, they heard a lot of discussion halfway, saying that the new oiran of Changfeng Building is more beautiful than Zhuang Fei back then... Zhuang Fei, the softest and most profound place in my heart, It seemed that he was poked hard by this name, nothing could be seen on the outside, but the pain was severe inside.

That hypocritical and despicable villain lost the mask of deep introversion for many years, showing the face that wanted to kill someone ten years ago, and put aside all self-cultivation and noble self-cultivation. The ordinary people were so frightened that they turned pale and knelt down to beg for mercy, and went away angrily.

It's not the friendship they met at the beginning, but anyone who has been with Qi Jing for a long time knows what he will do.

The first year was filled with hatred, wishing for his death, to the point of insanity, and even sent people to the East China Sea to assassinate him, but to no avail.He also got the evidence, took Qi Xi's hand and threatened him severely, and then he finally calmed down; it was two years of drunken life, and he made a special trip to find a young man who looked like Zhuang Fei, and had fun in circles all day long, which made him angry. A large number of officials are impeached, still going their own way, not even paying attention to the emperor's warning, as if there is no hope in life, and enjoying the moment when you can steal a moment of joy, it is really extremely corrupt and absurd.

It wasn't until he changed his name and surname, and Qi Jing cheered up again as soon as he won the first prize on the gold list, the messy personnel and affairs in the backyard were all cleared up, and Zhuang Qinghong didn't know how Qi Jing handled it. The more resemblance he has, the first he disappears in Qi Jing's mansion, and in the end only a few less resembling ones are left. Through these means, Qi Jing can be regarded as an enemy, and instead makes a comeback in the court——

It's funny to say, Qi Jing turned black and white, why should he regard him as an enemy, he is really looking for revenge when he comes back.

Pretending to be affectionate, Zhuang Qinghong clenched his fists, his jaw protruded and gritted his teeth hatefully, Qi Jing was not worthy of a relationship at all, if he really had a little respect for Zhuang Fei, he wouldn't look for those similar teenagers, Do some things that are unreliable, and defile Zhuang Fei's spirit.After this burst of piercing hatred passed, there was only an endless void left in Zhuang Qinghong's heart, and he couldn't even realize where he was for a moment——

Heartache, how can it not be heartache?Ten years, Zhuang Qinghong let go of his palm, looked at the rough and messy palm prints, slowly clenched his fist again, and put it on his heart... Ten years of life and death, I don't want him, but I always suddenly, when I don't want to, suddenly Pricking his heart, it always caught him off guard and was severely injured, his heart and soul were shaken, and he wished he could go to the underworld in person.

Look, this is the life he once dreamed of?

High-ranking officials and nobles are famous all over the world. When the emperor is crowned as a great treasure, his status will rise even higher, becoming a close minister of the emperor, and even the number one celebrity around his majesty; he has a good reputation, and he can also leave his name in history and be praised Nengchen—even if there is someone who knows the past, who would dare to act presumptuously in front of him?Walking in the streets and alleys, who doesn't lower their heads and raise their eyebrows, and respectfully call an adult?The things that he once dreamed of are now in his hands, but why, he still feels extremely lonely and empty in the dead of night.

Open your eyes and look forward, it is like a vast wilderness. If you want to go, you don't know the direction, and you can only look around in a daze.

Zhuang Fei, my son never thought that one day he would be so lonely... If he had been bolder at the beginning, he would have seen your childlike innocent smile without a trace of reservation, and wouldn't have walked alone amidst doubts?I was always dragging you down, and I carefully hid my thoughts. I never made you sure. I thought I was protecting you, but I never gave you what you really wanted... Recalling all the things back then, Mr. Zhuang Qinghong It is so sad, maybe Zhuang Fei realized from the moment he became an oiran, what he wants is not his unreserved love that can lead to the death of two people, but an unswerving vow?All you need is a promise, whether it is fulfilled or not, like a person groping in the dark, as long as he sees a ray of light, no matter whether the light can reach it, or... just want a little hope, a source of persistence and peace of mind, But he kept silent, kept everything, and gave Zhuang Fei nothing, except bad luck.

I failed your affection back then, and it will be impossible after all.

"My lord? My lord!" There was a sudden sound next to his ear, and Zhuang Qinghong came back to his senses in shock. His eyes were extremely dry, so he turned his face calmly, covered his face with his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes. Seeing his housekeeper's inquisitive face when he turned around, he shook his head slightly, coughed, and said, "What did you just say? I didn't hear it."

"The old slave said that it has been spread outside, and the new oiran of the Changfeng Building claims to be—"

"Father!" A clear male voice stopped the housekeeper Yu Bo's words, and he saw a clean-looking seventeen or eighteen-year-old man dressed as a cashier, coming in from the outside, and when he passed by, he gave Yu Bo a stare, black and white. His eyes were particularly sharp. Seeing that the butler had restrained his expression and kept his mouth shut, which did not mean that Uncle reprimanded him, he hurriedly said, "My lord, breakfast is ready, please move your lord."

Zhuang Qinghong nodded, stood up and left first.

When his back was gone, the housekeeper Yu Bo's face was tight, and his tone was serious, "Mao'er! How many times have I told you not to be so rude to adults, Master Hong is the savior of our father and son, and he is a man of gratitude." If you don’t report it, how is it different from a beast?”

A look of impatience flashed across Yu Mao's fair face, he rolled his eyes and walked forward, "I know, how many times have you said, dad, I am willing to be an ox and a horse for adults in this life, and I will grow weeds in the next life Repay the Lord with the title ring!"

He didn't take two steps, but Yu Bo grabbed the ponytail tied behind him and held it in his hand. Before Lin Mao could get angry, he heard his father say earnestly, "Maoer, you are just a servant...My lord...don't think about it." Those who have some don’t.” Even if the adults haven’t married wives and concubines for so many years, it’s not his turn to be a servant!It is better to get rid of such thoughts as soon as possible, so as not to go astray and cause immeasurable wrong consequences.

What's more, my lord has no regrets for his wife who has passed away, how can Yu Mao be that unrighteous person?

"I know." Yu Mao was stubborn, and the ponytail was released from Yu Bo's hands. He lowered his eyes to look at the tip of his shoe, and complained in a low voice, "Since you know, Dad, why did you tell the adults such sad things?"

The adults said that the name of the dead wife is taboo, it is Zhuang Fei!He once tested whether it was the most beautiful oiran in the legend who was astonishing all over the world ten years ago, but flew across the sky like a shooting star, became famous for a while and then disappeared quickly. An envoy from a distant country gave Zhuang Fei a painting as a gift, saying he would keep it but fulfilled his request with all his strength; His Royal Highness King Ding asked to see him three times, and after one visit he threatened to redeem him, although later because there were no such rules Stranded, but everyone who has seen the oiran Zhuang Fei feels pity and love for him, and even has a little admiration for him. He doesn't look like an oiran, but more like a fairy descending to earth—that's it, even though Zhuang Fei Unfortunately, he was buried in the fire within a year of being an oiran, and all gifts from his many guests were buried in the fire, but they were never abandoned by time and forgotten by people like other oirans.

As the saying goes, there is no Zhuang Fei in Huajie, but there are legends about Zhuang Fei everywhere.

Even though he was still a child at the time, Maoer still remembered that two older brothers in the neighborhood wailed for this, and the dirge poems and eulogies were composed and sung everywhere for a while, and some people did not think about eating and drinking because of this, which shows that this oiran How many people were saddened by her death, the newly recruited oiran in Huajie three years after the oiran's death was completely covered under the halo of Zhuang Fei, and had no power to resist.

How beautiful must a person be before others hear the news of his death and feel sad?It must be, the touching that ordinary people can't imagine, right?Maoer had fantasized about Zhuang Fei's appearance many times, but he was still unable to describe it. He thought that his lord was already a god, but such a god, he acquiesced to the question he asked—the dead wife Zhuang Fei was none other than Huakui Zhuang. Crimson!

After that, it’s not that I didn’t think about trying to continue, but every time I mentioned it, the adults would become very melancholy, as if there were endless melancholy, and there was nowhere to put it.From then on, Maoer didn't ask any more, he didn't need to know how good and special that Zhuang Fei was, because he was the best in the hearts of adults, and no one could compare.

Probably the enmity with His Royal Highness King Jin stems from that too, right?Maoer smiled coldly in his heart, if he really had feelings for the lord, then why did the king of Jin hate the lord, why would a person like the lord hate the king of Jin so much, it can be seen that Zhuang Fei is not so pure inside.

The more she felt sorry for the lord, the more Maoer hated Zhuang Fei, but she didn't say anything, she just took the time to interrupt the lord's inexplicable contemplation, not wanting to see the sad look on the lord's face, and not wanting the lord to miss him any more. My lord never cares about it, Maoer is even more uncomfortable, even if it's not him, my lord shouldn't be like this.

Seeing that Maoer was still obsessed with obsession, Yu Bo felt very sad, "You! You child! I want my lord to come out! My lord has a bright future and is another talented person. If I want to continue, I don't have to worry about it! If I get another Ling'er, that would be even better, a man is in his thirties, and having a son is more satisfying than anything else!"

"That Zhuang Fei is just a quagmire. The more you mention it, the more you can't get out. Don't worry, Daddy. Let's go." Maoer said hello, but it didn't mean that Bo walked ahead, with crystals in his squinted eyes. His heart ached, he knew that he was incomparable to anyone else, but it made him even more sad to see the adults sad.

He has been hanging behind the adults like this. If the adults can look back, they can know that he is not alone. He doesn't ask for anything and doesn't fight for anything.

However, no matter how hard he tried to catch up, that person, let alone looking back, never even paused, chasing a dream that could never be achieved, and finally died of exhaustion?Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes and biting his lips, Yu Mao made up his mind that he must never let the adults go into such a miserable situation, never!

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The rumor maker has probably been punished now, and he doesn't need to do the rest. If Qi Jing can't do this well, then he is really a complete waste.Unaware that he was indifferent and mean-spirited, Zhuang Qinghong stood in the courtyard and looked southeast. It's golden autumn, Qi Xi is going to Beijing to report on his work, right?

Now he is the only one who can drink together, even if they are relatively silent, it is better than drinking alone.He said he was a friend, and he admired each other a little bit, but since Zhuang Fei left, his taste changed a little. No friend would be so indifferent, but there was no nodding acquaintance who would not be afraid of hard work to help him.

Zhuang Qinghong folded his hands behind his back, thinking of the man who drank with him a few years ago, when he was half drunk, he seemed to see the lights dim back then, the young man smiled and looked back, it seemed that he was still in front of him, and softly called him "Young Master", Lingering and lingering.He had just sat in Taifu's seat, and there were congratulatory voices all around, but no one could really share the happiness?No, there is nothing to enjoy, so how can we share it?He wanted to get drunk, but his mind became more and more clear. When he saw Qi Xi on the opposite side, he drank it as if he didn't know how hot the wine was, and asked him in embarrassment, "Do you know Qinghong, how much I envy you? , the person I envy the most is you."

Recalling these words, the sourness in Zhuang Qinghong's heart filled up again, almost overflowing his chest, envious of him... Yes, he also envied Qi Xi so much, power and power, if he also had, his Zhuang Fei How can I die?How could he be that lowly person who once died and didn't want to?

In the end, the man said that he was the envy of him.

How ironic, the pain made him want to cry.

"He loves you more than life, as long as you are good, he is willing to do anything, he is not afraid of anything, as long as you are good..." Qi Xi shed tears as he spoke, "I saw him playing the piano and singing at the beginning. Heartbroken, I couldn’t come out again. I didn’t know until the end that in the song, there were only two sentences for others——to laugh at who is proud of Yang Wei, and for the blind red bead or Zhu Zhu? How to match without heart—— — This sentence is for me, this sentence is for me.”

"In this life, you still have his love and heart, but I only have a lonely and miserable life. In the end, he didn't accept me, my little thing, he said, he said, I'm sorry. "

With clenched fists, Zhuang Qinghong put his hands on his chest, it was because he understood that he couldn't, couldn't forget... Zhuang Fei, recently I think of you more and more frequently, don't you, I'm going to--

"My lord!" A voice suddenly came from behind, but it turned out to be Yu Mao, holding a book in his hand, he lifted it up and asked, "I don't understand something, I hope my lord can point it out."

Zhuang Qinghong was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly, eager to learn from the younger generation, he knew that Yu Mao had the ability to learn, but because he wanted to repay his kindness with his father, he was willing to stay in his mansion as the housekeeper, so it was not wrong After seeing someone else’s disciple, he gave pointers, and this son’s comprehension was good, he was the one who taught the second one who had such a good comprehension, so he paid more attention, raised his legs and sat down at the stone table under the big tree next to him, beckoning. He beckoned and said, "Come here."

Yu Mao smiled and hurried over.

Once the comprehension was completed, Zhuang Qinghong asked questions as usual, when he asked when he would go to take the merit test, Yu Mao repeated the old tune, wanted to repay his kindness, if he wanted to drive him away, he would kneel down forever, Zhuang Qinghong had no choice but to forget it, and Yu Mao then Gritting his teeth, the ice in his arms will melt one day. As long as he keeps going for ten years, there will always be a day when the clouds will bloom and the moon will shine.

Even if not, it's always good to be with.

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It was dusk, and the night wind was blowing, making the red lanterns hanging on the eaves sway. The sky was very foggy, and only a few scattered stars could be seen, giving off a faint gleam.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and the banners swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound, and it also blew the young man's fine clothes onto his body. The young man tightened his clothes tightly, not daring to move his legs. The oiran's clothes looked complicated and thick, but they were actually just It is well-dressed, with layers of shoulders and necks opening outwards, a faint white jade halo can be seen on the shoulders, a little bit of attractive collarbone, the long robe and skirt below seem to be tight, but in fact it will leak air when walking, looming a pair of Powdered lotus root shank!

Brushing his hair, the young man glanced around suspiciously, wondering...he is fine, why did he come to the edge of Huajie?There was another gust of wind, the young man thought to himself, fortunately, Huajie is a place where the night becomes more lively, otherwise the weather would be a little scary. Rubbing his cold hands, the young man walked towards the familiar building step by step.

I hope Hongli's mother will not be angry.

The blue hair fluttered under the wind, revealing the smooth and lovely forehead, and the more beautiful eyes with drooping eyelids. The long eyelashes seemed to be a butterfly perched on them, and the fan opened with a puff, revealing the lovely eyes. The eyes that make the bright moon lose their brilliance are almost bewitchingly beautiful.