[Comprehensive Qiong Yao] The collision of scum and scum

The small town is the bustling time to go to the market, selling vegetables, paintings, handicrafts, and burying fathers, everything is lively and lively, and the peace and tranquility make a group of characters shrouded in the halo of the plot almost forget the danger , In twos and threes, twos and threes crowded into the market to play.

Yongzhang snapped his fingers. Although he doesn't remember the plot of the original novel very much, he still remembers picking lotuses and falling from a horse on the South Tour Road. After these plots passed, he was assassinated by Mahayana. All in all, so far for the time being. Still safe...probably?

"Yaoer, look at this painting..." Qianlong took Yongzhang and Yongzheng to a booth selling paintings, and pointed to a landscape painting to stir up the topic. Seeing this green landscape painting with strong and intertwined colors, Although he doesn't quite agree with this technique and hasn't appreciated this style, it doesn't prevent Qianlong from thinking of the woods when he first met Yongzhang.

"...What did you call me?" Yongzhang tilted his head and rubbed his ears, wondering if he was hallucinating in disbelief.

"Yao'er... is there something wrong?" Qianlong didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his address.

Of course, you need a pseudonym when you go out. The well-maintained Qianlong and the ambiguous Yongzhang stand together, and no one will think of the father-son relationship. Yongzhang simply used the name "Yao Hua" and did not follow them. Ai Li and Aiqi, if not for some consideration of Yongzhen's status as the legitimate son, they probably planned to use the alias of Yongzhen as "Yao Zhen" as his son.

What's wrong?Everything is wrong!Yongzhang stared at him blankly, "It's disgusting. Please call me by my full name directly, thank you."

Qianlong also realized that this title seemed a little disgusting, but Yongzhang's expression was cold and awkward...cough, "Yaoer, this is a good name...well, Yao Hua." Qianlong's ability to perceive words and emotions is actually It's not bad, but when he sensed Yongzhang's seriousness at that moment, he quickly changed the subject, "What do you think of this painting?"

Did you change your words in time before saying the forbidden words?Satisfied, Yongzhang turned his attention to the painting picked out by Qianlong.

Was there already such a post-modern style and a little abstract painting school in the Qing Dynasty?Although the technique is very raw and lacks aura, I really can't see anything outstanding or the artist's ability, but if it is used in modern times, it is still barely qualified to be used as a decoration.Art is interlinked. Although Yongzhang can't paint, his basic appreciation ability is still very good.

Before encountering any situation, Yongzhang was used to half-squinting his eyes, and now seeing the painting being held by Qianlong, naturally he would not reach out for it again.The eyelids are half-drooped, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and there is a slight scrutiny in the eyes, and there is also a hint of sarcasm.

Some arrogance and elegance cannot be concealed or disguised at all. In Qianlong's eyes, he was naturally fascinated again, but in the eyes of someone with strong self-esteem and low self-esteem, he felt seriously insulted.

"I won't sell my paintings to you!" The man, who looked a bit downcast but still maintained his aloofness, took back the paintings and glared at Yongzhang angrily, "Why do you insult my paintings! My paintings are you How can such a person understand! Sooner or later, I will become the most famous painter..."

He didn't say a word yet. Whether this man is persecuted or has a second-degree illness, he still takes himself seriously.Yongzhang frowned slightly, curled his lips in distaste, "You can do whatever you want." He didn't have to buy this painting, this kind of nondescript painting that can't touch the soul at all, without reality and neither yin nor yang, is avant-garde and creative. In truth, it’s just some untalented self-invention.

There is only one thing that Yongzhang guessed right, this man probably really has a bit of persecution paranoia, "Aren't you just a dirty and lowly rabbit master, why do you look down on me, Mei Ruohong's art, my Mei Ruohong's paintings!"

Qianlong's obviously rich and noble appearance and appearance cannot be mistaken. Yongzhang was originally a pure noble son, but it's a pity that the devilish nature in his bones made him look a bit charming under the background of Qianlong.In addition, this man just can't understand Yongzhang for some reason!Why!When I, a genius, was struggling and had to sell paintings that should have been peerless treasures, and had to be stained with the smell of copper for five buckets of rice, you could be so carefree!

Your son...your son!As long as he sees such a luxurious and proud man, this down-and-out man named Mei Ruohong will think of the rich man he once knew!They clearly agreed to work together to make progress together and walk into the highest palace of art, but in the end the rich man betrayed him!I obviously didn't do anything!They are all a group of bullying guys!

Qianlong was so angry that if it wasn't for the public visit or the private visit in a micro-service, he would have shouted and dragged him out to beheaded!In rage, Qianlong kicked the man who uttered wild words, "How can you insult him?!"

Standing behind Qianlong with his arms crossed, Yongzhang looked at the situation inscrutably. Passers-by around him had already given up enough space to watch the show. Is it instinctive to gossip and watch a good show?While watching the play, I complained about it.

"What's the matter with that man? He has a sick mind and released it to harm the people?" Yongzhang hooked his fingers, and immediately there were civilians who were willing to share information, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

"Hey, my son, you don't know something. That man named Mei Ruohong claims to be a painting genius. In fact, his painting skills are terrible. My dog ​​can draw better than him. Who would believe what he said is popular in the capital? ,"

"That's right, it turned out that he didn't come back disheartened. It's been so hard waiting for him to help him take care of his father's sister Cuiping."

"That's right, alas, Hua'er, who is so cute and sensible, has such a father who can't figure out who is so ambitious."

"Haven't you heard? A few days ago, there was a young lady who was said to have always admired him and eloped to hang out with him willingly to be a concubine. Tsk tsk tsk, she is obviously a poor painter with high eyesight and low skills, and she also supports a good wife at home. Concubine, he deserves that he has no money so he can only come out and sell his art."

"Tch, the little money he sells paintings is not enough to pay back, isn't his family's money earned by Cuiping sister? Even the land is plowed by Cuiping sister, and he will get tired of that little concubine, You look disgusting, useless man."

Yongzhang completely ignored Qianlong's domineering sidelines. At this time, he was holding a bowl of tofu flowers from the old lady, eating and listening to the people's gossip. Sure enough, this kind of folk history gossip is the most interesting.

After scolding Mei Ruohong severely and stomping on her a few times, Qianlong turned his head and saw Yongzhang smiling and talking happily with a group of passers-by.

... My dear son, do you dare to pay a little attention to me?

"Okay, don't worry too much about people with brain problems." Yongzhang pulled Yongxie who was well protected by the guards, and turned his head to look for Xiaochu who had not followed behind him at some point in the crowd, "Yongzhang Yan, Xiao Chu, let's go back to the inn, shall we...Xiao Chu?"

Yongzhang, you are deliberately ignoring me.Qianlong helped the forehead.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Xiao Chu's figure appeared in front of everyone. The thin, slender young boy, who was always well-behaved and delicate like a doll, once again showed fierceness and hatred on his face. His fingers were bent like animal claws, he was gnashing his teeth, and his throat was constantly There was a low growl of a beast, and the red eyes stared at Mei Ruohong who was begging for mercy.

"You, aren't you Xiaowei! Xiaowei! I'm Mei Ruohong! Qianqian is waiting for you at home! Your sister is worried about you! How can you be with them! How can you be so ignorant! Hurry up Come and help me, let's go home together, Qianqian must be very happy to see you!" Mei Ruohong greeted warmly, shouting excitedly.

Mei Ruohong?flourishing?Xiaowei?Yongzhang's mind was blank, this name that seemed so familiar that he didn't want to think of it, wasn't it the character of "Water and Cloud", so he picked it up and taught|taught Du Xiaowei, the shrunken version of the heartless and naive fifth elder brother?How did the plot of the Republic of China come into being?What a world this is.Yongzhang held his forehead in despair.

"Are you feeling unwell? Let's go back." Qianlong wrapped his arms around his waist and rubbed his temples with concern.

"Well...it's okay." Yongzhang was in a state where his mind was blanked by the current situation. It seemed that this was the first time that Qianlong didn't push Qianlong away when Qianlong was holding him?

It just seems that Xiao Chu's hatred for Mei Ruohong has been engraved in his bones, even after being brainwashed to reshape his personality, he still remembers this hatred.However, now is not a good time for revenge, "Xiao Chu, come back."

At this moment, Xiao Chu was once again dragged into the abyss of madness by resentment, unspeakable shame, guilt, self-deprecation, resentment, and despair blocked his ears, and only Mei Ruohong remained in his blood-red pupils.

Out of control.Yongzhang frowned displeased.

"Xiao Wei? Elder sister? Worried?" Repeating several words word by word, Xiao Chu grinned and showed sharp canine teeth, and opened his sharp teeth like a wild beast catching its prey, and rushed towards Mei Ruohong.

"go to hell!"

"Stop him!"

The accompanying guards were quick to subdue Xiao Chu, whose soul was almost beastly, but the strength of the struggle surprised the guard with deep internal skills. The deep forest cheetah is poor.

Can't let Xiao Chu kill Mei Ruohong yet.If he ended his life so simply, not only would Xiao Chu not be able to get out of the hatred, but he would completely collapse and trap himself in purgatory forever.

Yongzhang lowered his head to meet Xiao Chu's unfocused pupils, "Your name is, Xiao Chu." Seeing the crimson in those slack pupils recede, "Your master is me."

"Yes, my master, Xiao Chu belongs to you." Xiao Chu lowered his head and lost consciousness in the guard's hands.

"Xiaowei! Xiaowei! What did you do to Xiaowei! You..." Mei Ruohong's indignant roar was silenced by a whip, and Yongzhang signaled the guards to subdue him and bring him to him.

"There's no Xiaowei, that's my Xiaochu." Yongzhang's voice didn't have any emotion, anyway, the plot of Mei Ruohong had nothing to do with him, and he was just annoyed that the playmate he finally found got out of control It's just the situation, "Stupid trash, you are worthy of talking about art? Don't tarnish art and don't put money on yourself. You'd better be good, and don't provoke the master to destroy you with his own hands."

Even shaken by anger and humiliation, humble cowardice and low self-esteem, this kind of Mei Ruohong makes Yongzhang feel bored.

On the way of this microservice private visit, he was still very low-key.

Originally on the street, he was put in a bad mood by some guy who was there or not, and even Qianlong apologized and joked that the jokes didn't make any fun. When Yongzhang stepped into the inn, he saw Little Swallow pulling a little white flower in mourning Ziwei twittered about picking lotus, and on the other side was Yongqier Kangerkang, who was pulling a man who covered up his gloom with a handsome appearance, talking loudly and calling Zimo Yongqierkangertai.

Cailian, Wang Zimo, Du Xiaowei, Mei Ruohong, Du Qianqian, that's it, now all the bloody things are gathered together.What struck him as a coincidence the most was that Cailian, Wang Zimo, and Du Xiaowei all had revenge in their eyes.Wang Zimo and Du Xiaowei are understandable. After all, in the original book, one is a poor painter who was subsidized and robbed his fiancée, and the other is because his sister was humiliated because of her selfishness. However, picking lotus...

Yongzhang noticed that the little white lotus-picking flower was staring at Yongqi's back, and nodded meaningfully.

"Did Yongzhang take a fancy to that young girl of filial piety?" Qianlong pinched his chin with two fingers, and there was some jealousy in his words.

"What does it have to do with you? Ah, Ma." Yongzhang pushed him away, "Don't worry, I won't steal women from you."

Qianlong smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to explain to Yongzhang that he was really not as romantic as everyone imagined, and wanted to refute that although he preferred weak girls, he still didn't want to find Dai Xiaonv, and wanted to tell him that he is now My heart and eyes are all about you, a little fairy, and there will be no one else from now on.

The third brother is mighty!Little Twelve clenched his fists in the back, silently applauding his family's "defying power" third brother, the scumbag father is a public enemy!

Dressed in the skin of a small white flower, filled with the core of an avenger, I don't know what this kind of lotus picking will do.After dinner, Yongzhang vaguely speculated about his plan to pick lotus. When he saw her delicate and charming, she walked towards the fifth elder brother. She seemed to be unsteady and fell into Yongqi's arms. In fact, she secretly teased the young girl's desire |The action of Wang Wang silently thought of a possibility, and then the more I thought about it, the more likely it became.

Oh yeah, women should be self-reliant, women are not to be trifled with, and revengeful women are even more difficult to provoke, Fifth Brother, you wish for luck.

The gloating Yongzhang refused Yongzheng's support, but he couldn't refuse Qianlong's persistence, so he was taken back to the room and put on the bed with half-support and half-hug.Qianlong didn't know how to soften the hard, thorny shell that covered this person, so he could only try and grope to find the soft door. Anyway, he got used to the pain and pain, and now he is not afraid of forever. Zhang's sarcastic remarks!

"My lord is resting, you can do what you want." Yongzhang yawned, "Put Xiaochu in the corner of my room."

"I will accompany you." Qianlong sat on the side of the bed and took his hand affectionately. In the background, a hidden guard put Xiao Chu, who was still unconscious, in the corner according to the instructions.

"No, thank you. Go slowly, I won't see you off." Yongzhang withdrew his hand.

Seeing his pale face again, Qianlong felt pain in his heart, and couldn't bear to torment him any longer, so he indulged him, "I'm in the room next to you, call me if you need something."

"Good night." Yongzhang turned over and closed his eyes.

Qianlong looked back at the man who seemed to be asleep, ignored the guy in the corner, and reluctantly closed the door.

It's just that he only remembers connivance, he forgot what a perverted and harmful physique Yongzhang has.

And he will pay for his unbridled indulgence.

The price to pay is the loss of Yongzhang.

The author has something to say: Completed.Qianlong's sense of existence is also scum, cough.

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