[Quick Transmigration] I have nothing to do with it, I am forced to hang up

The county magistrate of Feiliu City is not a good official with integrity, but he is not too bad either. At least there are no fish and meat villagers. He has done all kinds of bad things. The only serious problem is lust.

He is in his 40s this year, and he is already a man in his prime, but three months ago he took the No.19 concubine.

The concubine was only 16 years old, the age of a flower, with a skin that bullied Sai Xue, the county magistrate had a romantic history for decades, and he had never seen skin that was more delicate than him, and he couldn't put it down.

It’s just that this beloved concubine fell ill a few days ago, and the illness was not serious. The county magistrate invited all the doctors in the city, but no one could tell why, and could only prescribe some medicines. The warming prescription nourishes it.

Seeing that my favorite concubine is getting sicker day by day, the magistrate has not eaten or slept well for several days, and his mood is also very bad, causing the people below to complain endlessly.

In the end, the master couldn't see it anymore, and introduced a man who had been rumored by the people in the city recently.

After hearing the master's introduction, the magistrate of the county was a little skeptical, but now other doctors have nothing to do, so he can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor, so that someone can invite the legendary real shepherd into the mansion.

The first time he saw the head shepherd, the magistrate was in a daze for half a cup of tea, he didn't even notice that the tea had spilled on his hands, his eyes wished to grow on him.

He has been romantic for half his life, and he has seen countless beauties. Only now did he realize that his previous experiences were simply fed to the dogs. What kind of concubine with delicate skin, what is the top card of Wanhualou, is the three-year-old concubine. The selected leader of Qingcheng did not have half the demeanor of this person.

The magistrate's appearance was not only a loss of composure, he almost drooled at Mu Qinghua, and the teacher sitting beside him was very embarrassed. He knew that his boss couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful woman, but that It also depends on the target, the Taoist priest looks like a master of Taoism at first glance, the attitude of the county magistrate is really inappropriate.

He coughed a few times in a low voice, finally brought back the sanity of the magistrate, and reminded without any trace: "Master Mu not only has profound Taoism, but also has second-to-none medical skills. Even the magistrate of the Li family who has been ill in bed for three years , it was all he looked after, and I heard that I was able to get out of bed and walk a few days ago." Therefore, if you want my concubine to recover from illness, you must not offend him too much.

There is something in the master's obvious words, even if the county magistrate is out of his mind, he can still hear one or two, he is a little embarrassed, but in fact, if the master didn't remind him, he would have really forgotten the seriously ill concubine went.

The county magistrate is not only beautiful, but also very fond of the new and forgets the old, otherwise he wouldn't have accepted more than a dozen concubines.

"Master Mu has come this far." The attitude of the magistrate took a 280-degree turn. He personally led the people to the backyard, and said as he walked: "If the real person can cure my concubine's illness, I will definitely thank you very much.”

After hearing these words, the shepherd, who had been stared at by the county magistrate's undisguised eyes just now, became a little bit unhappy, and his mood brightened instantly.

Concubine Jun's illness is not serious, at least in Mu Qinghua's opinion, after a few doses of medicine, Concubine Jun's illness improved somewhat.

At the invitation of the county magistrate, he stayed in his house for two days, and when he left, he was brutally slaughtered. The county magistrate, who was so hurt by the slaughter, saw the fairy-like back of the other party when he left. , was healed in an instant, leaving only the sorrow of never seeing the beauty again.

On the contrary, it was the old-fashioned master who looked at the direction in which the person was leaving, and suddenly said hesitantly, "Does your lord think this person looks familiar?"

"Huh?" The county magistrate responded slightly perfunctorily, and his whole body was still in the shock of not seeing any more beauties.

"I thought so when I saw him for the first time, but my subordinates thought about it for two days and couldn't remember where I saw him." When people are old, their memory is not as good as when they were young. The master is a little annoyed Patted his forehead.

"Perhaps you have seen it by accident on the street." The magistrate sighed and said, "Such a beauty, once you see her, you will never forget her again!"

No matter how hard it is to forget, no matter how hard it is to forget... The master suddenly stomped his feet and ran out with a skill that was ten times more flexible than usual, without even having time to say hello.

When he came back again, he had a dossier in his hand.

Unfolding it, it was a small portrait. The person in the portrait was icy and snowy, extremely handsome, and the eyes that looked at him were dark and deep, indifferent to the bone.

The painting is an imitation, and its temperament and strength are less than one ten-thousandth of that of a real person.

The county magistrate was very surprised, pointed at the person on the screen, and said, "Isn't this the shepherd? Where did he come from?"

The master looked serious, "It was handed down by the nobles in Beijing a few days ago, let all the prefectures and governments secretly pay attention to it, make sure to find the person in the painting, and then secretly send it to the capital."

It's also because the magistrate of the county is used to romantic affairs and neglects political affairs, so he missed this matter.

The two looked at each other for a while, the magistrate slapped his thigh and shouted, "Why are you still standing there?! Hurry up! Get someone to chase him back!!"

The master ran out in a hurry, running no slower than young people, and he didn't look old at all.

.. ......

The people from the county magistrate's mansion stopped him at the gate of the city. Mu Qinghua had been in Feiliu City for more than half a month, and he was about to leave. He was looking for someone, so naturally he wouldn't stay in the same place for too long .

It's just that I didn't expect to be stopped before I left the city.

It's not impossible to break through by force, but it's not necessary. He has only been in this world for more than ten days, and he thinks he is still abiding by the law. Apart from helping people catch ghosts and fortune-telling a few times, he has never deceived anyone. !

So, Mu Qinghua went back with peace of mind. It was less than half an hour since he left the county magistrate's mansion. After going back this time, the county magistrate's attitude towards him became more polite, at least he didn't dare to use the previous presumptuous manner. I looked at him.

Mu Qinghua was not in a hurry to ask anything, and sat quietly, waiting for the other party to speak.

He didn't make him wait too long, and the county magistrate soon revealed his intention to invite him back again. Of course, it is impossible to tell the truth. He only said that there is a nobleman in the capital who wants to invite him to treat his illness. As long as the nobleman's illness is cured, The future is limitless.

Mu Qinghua did not refuse, and directly formed a team to eavesdrop on the conversation between the county magistrate and the master, and quickly figured out the real reason of the matter. Mu Qinghua was a little happy. He drew his portrait and looked for him in secret. He only thought of one person. Ye Chonglan was probably the nobleman that the county magistrate said. That guy is very lucky, and he can be found in every world. A good identity, this time should be no exception, but it's a pity that even the magistrate and the others don't know the real identity of the nobleman, otherwise he can just fly to find someone, instead of following the people sent by the magistrate, slowly Went to the capital.

Feiliu City is not far away from the capital, but it is not too close. If you ride a horse, you have to walk for at least a month. How can it be convenient to use Daqinggong.

Unfortunately, now the only way to worry about is to follow these people.

Ye Chonglan didn't know that the Taoist priest he was thinking of had already gone to the capital, and was getting farther and farther away from him, let alone that he had arranged for himself a high-ranking identity, the real Ye.The house is empty.Take the family with you.Chong Lan is now facing a headache for the only two acres of rough land left in his family. He has done everything, forged iron, forged swords, done business and dealt with political affairs. I've never planted a field with a hoe.

Would he really not pull out the crops as weeds? !Ye Chonglan silently covered her face.

Regarding this aspect of knowledge, he probably doesn't know as much as Qin Zheng.

After thinking hard for an hour, Ye Chonglan finally decided not to farm the land anymore!

There are still many ways to make a fortune. Why insist on following the rules and not being flexible? The original owner is a scholar anyway. Of course, he will never take the imperial examination. He likes martial arts but not literature. All of them were forced to learn by seniors, not to mention the Four Books and Five Classics, and I could fall asleep just looking at them.

The memories left by the original owner do have some knowledge of this kind, but the imperial examination is nothing else, even when the original owner was at its peak, he might not be able to pass the exam, let alone relying on these remaining memories.

After much deliberation, there is only one thing about doing business.

Scholars, farmers, businessmen, and merchants are low-end. This world seems to be stricter. No matter how rich a merchant is, he cannot enter an official career. If it is the original owner, he has a reputation anyway. That was absolutely impossible, something he wouldn't do even if he was starved to death, but now that it was Ye Chonglan, he didn't care about it.

No matter what, he couldn't let a few radish heads at home starve to death with him.

When this decision was made, he was relieved. As for the principal of the business, he was not worried. No matter how bad it was, he couldn't even get a little money. The mountain behind the village was a big treasure house. , Just walk a few times in the depths, and you can get some good things out, and even if there is no such mountain, it is a good idea to rob the rich and give to the poor. Such things, in Datang, he did not I didn't do it less, it's just that the person who needs to help has changed. I haven't done it for so many years, and he still misses it quite a lot.

Others are not without eyes. In less than two months, the life of the Qin family began to improve. The boss of the Qin family often travels outside. It's getting better, but as time goes by, some news can still be heard.

For this reason, even the village head has come several times, just to let Ye Chonglan give up the business that is gradually growing in his hands, and prepare for exams with peace of mind. After all, he is the only one in the village with a reputation. It's a pity to abandon literature and go into business so much.

Ye Chonglan's appearance was humble and polite, and anyone who tried to persuade him always had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were firm and never changed.

Gradually, others knew that he had made up his mind, so they stopped trying to persuade him. They only mentioned the Qin family boy with regret on their faces.

The village is located in a remote place, and this is only Ye Chonglan's temporary residence. After the business in his hand gradually got on the right track, he began to think about moving.