The second male is so beautiful [Quick Transmigration]

I saw Qian Dajing proudly waving to his subordinates boldly, and his subordinates ordered him to tear off the black cloth covering the cage, and a cage of ducks mixed with chickens was displayed in front of Qian Dasheng.

Qian Dasheng: "..."

Qian Dajing was still waiting for Qian Dasheng to praise him, but he glanced at his brother, only to see that he was groping for a while, picked up the stick behind him, and hit Qian Dajing's buttocks, "If I don't beat you to death today, I will have no face to face it." Izumi's parents! Do you know how much trouble you have caused me! I just negotiated a business deal with Mr. Ren today!"

Qian Dajing didn't know what his brother meant, and scratched his head: "What's wrong, brother, how troublesome this could be, I just stole some ducks, and besides, the mansion is so big, I didn't steal his other things, just stole Duck, the man who lives in that mansion is also a big man, so he won't take these ducks seriously!"

Qian Dasheng's nose was gasping like a bull, "What do you know, put all these ducks back quickly!"

Qian Dajing bent his neck, "In order to get these ducks out, a dog hole was dug specially to drive them out. The adults of that family will definitely not care about these ducks. If you turn back and make these ducks for food, who can find out the ducks?" where……"

After Qian Dasheng heard this, his heart was a little shaken. With so many ducks, he directly saved hundreds of taels of silver. In addition, his family is a restaurant, so it is normal to buy some ducks...

Thinking of the Mr. Zhuo whom he saw during the day today, who was extraordinary and not like ordinary people, and thinking of what his wife said beating him, Qian Dasheng's heart tightened again, and he still gave up his desire to be greedy for petty gains.

But my brother couldn't persuade him, he just wanted to send him to the government in the daytime tomorrow, and pre-emptively get rid of his relationship. In this way, Dajing can suffer a little bit, and he can go to jail for a while, and reflect on it Your own is also good.

Thinking of this, Qian Dasheng sighed, and coaxed Qian Dajing to say, "Then put it here for now, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Qian Dajing didn't doubt that he was there, dismissed those subordinates, happily went back to sleep in his own room.

Qian Dasheng went to the unoccupied wing with bitterness and spent the night.

Relegation to Anfu, Qi'an Hall.

Zhuo Qing looked at the writhing ball on her bed, the expression on her face changed like a kaleidoscope.

With a gloomy face, he called out in a voice as cold as ice, "Sesame."

Just two words, for some reason, Sesame, who was about to take it down, trembled, "Your Majesty..."

Isn't this scene a common harem drama!When a woman wants to go to bed, a special person will wrap the woman in a quilt and carry her to the emperor's bed.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Qing had black lines on his face, "What the hell did you get me to come here? Didn't you tell me to bring the magistrate here? Where is the magistrate? Why did you get me a woman?"

Zhima's eyes widened, "Your Majesty, this, this is the prefect..."

Zhuo Qing: "??????"

After the prefect was pulled out of the quilt, the cloth stuffed in his mouth was pulled out, and he stood on the ground, the prefect cursed: "Who is so bold to take this official from here! You know, this official is the prefect of Jiang Lincheng. also!"

Zhuo Qing said lightly, "I know."

The magistrate was very aggressive, but who would have thought that Mr. Pian Pian answered him so lightly, and suddenly felt like he had punched the cotton with his fist. This kind of aggrieved feeling, and thinking of being made like that just now, made him feel even more aggrieved. "Who are you guys? What do you want to do with me?!"

Zhuo Qing remained expressionless: "Not at all."

Looking at the son with a bad face, the prefect's eyes flickered a few times, and he wrapped his clothes tightly, "You, you, what do you want to do? Stay away from me!"

Zhuo Qing clenched her back molars: "Shut up."

Seeing that the magistrate opened his mouth to say some shocking words, Zhuo Qing quickly took out a seal from his sleeve, Eunuch Sun quickly took it and handed it to the magistrate, Zhuo Qing said: "Do you recognize this seal?"

The magistrate just glanced at it, his expression changed drastically, he knelt down abruptly, and stammered, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

Although Keke Panpan said this title, the magistrate still has doubts in his heart. The emperor has seen it with his own eyes, and it is not like this, but he dare not question it directly. After all, this seal is the emperor's private seal.

He has been the magistrate for so many years, and he has seen private seals in some official documents. Except for the emperor himself, I am afraid that no one will be able to get the private seal.

"It's the emperor! What you said just now, don't hesitate to confess!" Eunuch Sun felt relieved, finally someone knew that this was the emperor, but no one dared not take them seriously anymore.

The magistrate instantly became sluggish. Thinking of his own words just now, he felt a little hesitant: "I really don't know that the person in front of me is the emperor. I was lucky enough to see the emperor's holy face a long time ago. I can recognize the emperor just now. It is indeed the crime of the inferior official." , please forgive me..."

Zhuo Qing breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, I came to Jianglin City this time for a private visit, no one knows about it, and my face has changed a bit, it's normal that you can't recognize me, my subordinates are not effective, so tell the magistrate It is really my fault that you have caused trouble. Let’s not talk nonsense, I actually have something important to talk about when I called you here at night.”

The magistrate immediately showed his determination: "The emperor just ordered, and the minister will do well even if he goes through fire and water."

"My duck is lost, and I need your help to mobilize the Yamen's staff to help find it."

The magistrate's eyes showed some confusion: "Duck? Is this the Ban'an Mansion? Your Majesty, are you the duck-raising Mr. Zhuo who has been rumored recently?"

"Exactly."

Zhuo Qing was a little bit dumbfounded, when did his real name have "Raising Duck"? If he had known this, he would not have called him by his own name at that time, and should have called himself Liang Chen.

'The son of a good family who raises ducks'

Well, it's pretty good.

When the magistrate impromptu summoned people from the yamen to search for ducks all over the city, and when the boy who helped register followed them all over the city, he kept saying to the people around him, "What the hell is this Mr. Zhuo? After the prefect was released from the Yamen, the city was full of thieves, who doesn't know that after the prefect was released from the Yamen, it is impossible to come back for such a big thing."

"Who knows who Mr. Zhuo is, he is always someone you and I can't talk about casually. Don't talk about big things, isn't the prefect running all over the city for ducks now?"

The people in the circle stopped talking and looked for ducks.

When Qian Dasheng was awakened by the loud banging on the door, he still looked impatient, until he opened the door to the backyard of the restaurant sleepily, and when he saw the rows of officers and soldiers holding torches standing in front of the door, he was astonished. Woke up instantly.

The officers and soldiers holding the torches rushed straight into the backyard. Qian Dasheng was so frightened that he sat on the ground. These officers and soldiers didn't even turn over twice. The cage was so big that when he pulled the cloth on it, he could see the ducks inside.

Someone restrained Qian Dasheng, someone rushed out to call the magistrate, someone rushed into each wing room and pulled out everyone who was still asleep.

Madam Qian rubbed her sleepy eyes. Although she was also terrified in her heart, when she saw the officers and soldiers standing all over the yard holding torches, and then saw the cage of ducks that had been torn from the cloth, she immediately understood what was going on.

The anger in my heart came up in an instant, broke free from the restraints of the officers and soldiers, rushed to Qian Dajing, and slapped loudly, "Qian Dajing, I think your brother Dasheng and sister-in-law treat you well, but you actually provoked us!" Such a disaster, I really feel that it is easy to cheat your brother!"

The officers and soldiers immediately grabbed Madam Qian who had broken free, and Zhuo Qing and the magistrate rushed over after getting the news.

When Zhuo Qing saw Qian Dasheng who he still saw during the day, the expression on his face was indescribable. When Qian Dasheng saw Zhuo Qing, he hurriedly shouted: "Mr. He did it, he has six subordinates, and they did it together!"

The magistrate's face was gloomy, and he shouted loudly: "Shut up, Mr. Zhuo is also something you can easily call?!"

Qian Dasheng shrank his neck back, but he knew that if he didn't say anything at this time, he would have no way to reason in the prison, so he even cried and shouted to Zhuo Qing: "Mr. Zhuo, I was really wronged!" Yes, Mr. Zhuo came to my restaurant to discuss business in the afternoon. How could I have thought that Mr. Zhuo would come at that time in advance? If I wanted to steal this duck, I wouldn’t just agree to Mr. Zhuo’s business. Master Zhifu is a clear lesson!"

Qian Dajing was slapped by his sister-in-law, and after hearing what his brother said, he knew that he couldn't escape. All these years, he really relied on his brother's subsidies to not be short of money. You can't implicate your brother's family because of this.

Thinking of this, Qian Dajing kowtowed to the magistrate, "Master Zhifu, you know me, you have just caught me in prison over and over again, and I was the only one who stole the duck, please sir Mingjian, my brother was completely involved by me, he was wronged!"

Hearing that the two parties had the same words, Zhuo Qing tended to think that this matter should really have nothing to do with Qian Dasheng, so she opened her eyes and made a calculation for Qian Dasheng and Qian Dajing. class in small blue print.

[Qian Dasheng, from Jianglincheng, both parents died,... timid, cautious, cautious, afraid of internal affairs,...]

[Qian Dajing, a native of Jianglincheng, both parents died,..., has an out-of-the-box temper, different hobbies from ordinary people, likes to steal, and is good at fighting for justice...]

After reading the pile of small characters on the heads of the two, Zhuo Qing had a certainty in his mind that this matter really had nothing to do with Qian Dasheng, but the brother's continuous indulgence of his younger brother was also an important reason for his younger brother's behavior.

What the younger brother simply did was not a heinous thing, and he was a bit naive, so it would be fine to take them there to scare them first.

Immediately, he explained a few words to the magistrate, and the magistrate ordered that all members of the Qian family be taken away.

Under the handling of the officers and soldiers of the yamen, the stolen duck returned to the Ban'an mansion overnight, and the dog hole made by Qian Dajing and his party was also repaired overnight.

In order to find ducks, those officers and soldiers ran all over the city with torches, and Jiang Lincheng was flying up and down. This night was destined to be a restless night. After people woke up, the whole city was discussing this matter.

But soon they found an additional notice on the bulletin board, saying that raising ducks can be paid from the government according to the quality and quantity. For a while, the whole Jianglin City was full of duck raising trends.

And Mr. Zhuo, who raised ducks, became even more famous, and even spread to the country of Yi.

In order to cope with the coming locust plague, as the ducklings grow up day by day, besides learning some theoretical knowledge of metaphysics, Zhuo Qing spends time training the ducklings every day.

After drawing a draft, the craftsman made a lot of small porcelain whistles. Whenever feeding, the whistle would be blown, and the ducks in the yard rushed towards the whistle like a wave.

These methods were also taught to the people in Jianglin City, and every household that raised ducks also sent out whistles. Seeing that the locust swarm written in the book was approaching, Zhuo Qing received a letter.

To be precise, two letters.

The sender is a native of Yi.

Nothing was written on the first letter, and Mr. Zhuo personally wrote on the second letter.

Zhuo Qing put down the book "Sackcloth Physiognomy" in his hand, and opened the second letter first.

[Mr. Zhuoqing, I don’t know if you have read the unnamed letter. This is a letter written by Empress Jingde of my country. I don’t know its content. I only know the queen’s edict before she was alive. Give it to Zhuo who is named Qing. Now locusts are passing through the country like dark clouds, and no grass can grow. But I beg Mr. Zhuo to save my country!Everyone in my city is grateful to Dai Yi and has a heart of repayment! !The son has the great virtue of life and death, and he has shown a kindness that has never been seen in ancient and modern times. Although he is so heartbroken, how can he repay it in case! ]

After reading the letter, Zhuo Qing fell into deep thought. Regarding the plague of locusts, the book only mentions that Yiguo suffered this disaster first, then crossed the Meandering River, and entered the country from Jianglin. There is no mention of the situation in Yiguo.

After reading this letter, presumably the situation is no better than that of the Dali Kingdom afterwards. Calculating from the time, the Yi Kingdom at this time may be suffering from locust plagues.

Since Jiang Lincheng started to implement the duck raising policy, Mr. Zhuo's name has spread, and the people of the Yi country naturally know about it, so he wrote this letter to himself, and sent this unnamed letter to himself.

just.

Zhuo Qing's eyebrows slowly frowned, and the fingertips holding the letter turned white. The wind passed through the thin paper gently, bringing a crisp sound of paper folding, and his thoughts seemed to rise and fall with the wind blowing the paper folding.

The Queen of the Yi Kingdom is dead, so why did she leave a letter for herself?

Unexpected prophet?

Or is there another mystery?

Zhuo Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes fell on the unnamed letter on the stone table in the gazebo.

The author has something to say: *Note: "The body of the heaven and the earth... Serve in case it happens" is selected from Chapter 18 of Cao Xueqin's "Dream of Red Mansions".