Rebirth: sailing a thousand times

Late at night, drizzle in early spring, dripping before the steps.

A lamp with a water-red silk gauze shade illuminates a room with warm light.Under the lamp is a piece of paper sprinkled with gold and red, with two large black characters from the left, "marriage letter".Fang Qingchi sat upright, twisting the corner of the red note with one hand, with a slightly gloomy expression.

Holding a white jade bone china bowl, Gu Shaobai pushed the door open and entered.Fang Qingchi raised his head, and was about to greet him, when Gu Shaobai waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to get up.Put the bowl in front of him, it is a bowl of porridge with longan and lotus seeds.

"Qingchi, I don't think you ate much for dinner, do you have no appetite? The big kitchen made this supper, and I made a bowl for you, eat it while it's hot."

Fang Qingchi held the bowl, and felt that saying thank you would be unfamiliar, so he picked up the bowl and ate it in two or three bites.Gu Shaobai looked at the things on the table, but didn't poke his sore spot, "Qingchi, do you think this room is okay? If you need anything, tell Qiuyue, or just tell me, it's fine."

Fang Qingchi's Qingjun eyes reflected the red gauze silk lamp, his face was slightly red, he looked at Gu Shaobai, his voice was light and sincere, "Shaobai, thank you, you are not close to me, you just took me in like this, you Just trust me like that? Aren’t you afraid that I’m a villain?”

The corners of Gu Shaobai's lips pursed into a beautiful curve, and his eyes narrowed with a smile, "If you are really a bad person, then it's not your fault, it's my fault for my bad eyesight and my inability to recognize people..." I don't believe it anymore, I knew people in my previous life Unknown being forced to a dead end, is this life still so miserable?

Fang Qingchi smiled, took off the gauze cover, picked up the red paper, put it on the candle, and licked a corner of the flame in his eyes, the green and red flames became bigger and bigger, burning upwards, Fang Qingchi let go of his hand, and threw it into the candle. In the brazier on the ground, a piece of red paper quickly turned into pieces of black ashes, with little sparks burning Fang Qingchi's heart.

The spring is beautiful and just right, Gu Shaobai is really running like a clockwork machine these few days, running so happily.He spent a whole day painting a vertical landscape of four feet and three works, and sent it to Guo Shen himself, asking him to help find out about Prince Yu and take care of Mu Liunian.Guo Shen wholeheartedly agreed, after all, he was the son of Dali Siqing, even if he didn't go through his father, there are still a group of people who are willing to curry favor.

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The lamp is like a bean, dim and unclear, and the deep and suppressed panting sound can be heard endlessly, forming an extremely obscene picture with the two turbulent men and women on the bed.

a naked.The middle-aged man in the body kept bumping, the heavy breathing was mixed with the woman's obsessive words, and the bed frame creaked non-stop.

The man's head was stuck on the woman's white chest, staring and puffing, like a wild boar in heat, while the woman hugged his round head like a wax gourd, panting.

At the critical juncture, the wooden bed was finally overwhelmed, and made a final series of loud noises, "Crack, crash", scattered into a pile of broken wood, and the gray curtain above the head covered the two of them, splashing flying The ashes spread all over the room, choking them so much that they coughed endlessly.

The man struggled to lift off the curtain wrapped around his head and face, covered the woman's mouth, "keep down", a series of coughs suddenly choked in his throat, making the woman's eyes turn white from boredom, and she seemed to be a little breathless .

At this time, I heard footsteps outside, and someone knocked on the door, "Steward Li, Steward Li".

The man made a silent gesture to the woman, before he let out a sigh of relief, "Who is it?"

Outside the door said, "I'm the head of the guarding king. I heard some movement in your room. Come and have a look."

The man said, "Oh, this wooden bed has been around for a long time, and somehow it suddenly collapsed, which shocked me."

"Do you want to find another bed?"

The man said impatiently, "Let's talk about it tomorrow, it's too late, don't disturb the rest of the masters."

The sound of footsteps drifted away.

The woman grabbed the man's palm, panted violently, and cursed sharply, "Li Jun, you bastard, you can't kill me if you want to smother me to death!"

Li Jun coaxed in a low voice, "My darling baby, Xiao Zhenhe, who can be as happy as I am if I smother you to death!"

This woman is Gu Junxuan's second wife and Gu Shaobai's second mother, Li Zhenhe.She smiled charmingly twice, as if she was quite satisfied with the title, her angry face turned into a smiling face in an instant, she stretched out a finger to poke Li Jun's forehead, and said worriedly, "Brother Jun, this sneaky person, when will That's the head!"

Li Jun is the elder brother of his family, and the two had flirted with each other before they got married. Later, Li Zhenhe begged Gu Junxuan to find him an errand in the mansion. After all these years, he also achieved the position of housekeeper of the inner courtyard.A pheasant and a jackal are naturally hooked together.

Li Jun squeezed two big white steamed buns, feeling very disappointed, "Wait a minute, I am a housekeeper and I am not a big shopkeeper. The way to get money is to deduct some money from daily expenses, and it will take some time for ants to move. Isn't it day? Don't worry, when I save enough money, we will fly away, fly as far as we can..."

After all, he stuck his head down and went upside down with Li Zhenhe on the broken bed frame again, not too panicked.

A tile on the roof was uncovered, and a man in black lay on his stomach and looked at it for a while, the corners of his lips twitched, what kind of broken place is Xiao Fang staying in!I've been wandering around for a long time, but I still haven't found where Fang Qingchi lives!I was also forced to watch an unappetizing live erotica, it's really disgusting!

Passing by the roof ridge of a small courtyard in the west, before walking two steps, I saw a man in white rushing up without a trace, the man in black smiled and said, "Xiao Fang, you suddenly appeared in the middle of the night, and you are still wearing white clothes. It’s pretending to be a ghost!”

He smiled smugly, and his looks were even more smug, with coquettish eyebrows and slanted eyes, and he was full of coquettishness whether he spoke or smiled, not to mention the signature smile of bohemian on his face at this moment, even the moonlight had lost its color.

The moonlight sprinkled a layer of faint light, covering the roof with a bright silvery white. Fang Qingchi's face sank like water, his eyes were deep and quiet, and his tone was flat, "Brother, what are you doing here! Are you free!"

It was his senior brother who came, Ji Jianchen, who was also a well-known master in black clothes in the world.

The previous landlord, Ji Fengheng, was suffering from a serious illness. He met Fang Xiaoan, the imperial physician who was visiting his relatives at that time, and was cured by his expert hands. He was grateful and took Fang Qingchi, the third son of Fang Xiaoan, as his apprentice.At that time, Fang Xiao'an only knew that he was a martial arts chivalrous man who wields swords and sells wine in the rivers and lakes, but how could he know that he was also a well-known landlord in ink clothes.

Ji Jianchen gently raised his head, his long hair was blown by the breeze, his black pupils were indistinguishable from the night, he said with a half-smile, "Xiao Fang, my father told me to take care of you before he died, and now you leave without saying goodbye, I can't come to look for you." Are you looking for it?"

Fang Qingchi was silent for a while, sat down on the ridge of the roof, curled up one leg, turned his head to see the stars spread out to the horizon in the distance, his eyes were gloomy, "Senior brother, my Fang family was destroyed more than two years ago. It disappeared overnight. I didn't even see my parents and elder brother for the last time. The fire burned all night, and there were no bones left in the whole house. as fly ash."

He turned his head, his eyes were burning hot, as if he was going to set the night sky on fire, "I was not allowed to take risks when the master was here, but now that the old master is gone, I should do something..."

Ji Jianchen suppressed his smile, and a solemn look appeared on his face, "Xiao Fang, I didn't come here this time to force you to go back, but Dad also said that he checked the scene and the person who did the murder that day was a A team of well-trained killers. He searched for a long time, but found no useful clues. If you think about it, the identities of these killers can't be found even in Moyilou, which can only mean that they are not from the Jianghu. "

"It's not from the Jianghu...or someone with a court background." He lifted his clothes and sat facing Fang Qingchi, "You can track it down, but be careful! You know!"

Fang Qingchi nodded, "Brother, don't worry, I will take care of myself."

Ji Jianchen knew that this junior had always been firm-minded and acted after making up his mind. He was not a frizzy character, so he had nothing to worry about.Suddenly, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he remembered the live erotic palace just now, and felt a little retched.

"You are really good enough. You just came down from the mountain and lived in such a high-rise family. What kind of family is this!"

Once the sad topic is revealed, the spring breeze will turn into rain immediately. Thinking of Gu Shaobai, Fang Qingchi said with a light smile, "I don't know too well. It was the third young master of this family, Gu Shaobai, who took me in. He looks pretty good." He then He was kicked out by Xiao's house in ten or fifty days, and told Ji Jianchen about meeting Gu Shaobai by chance.

When Ji Jianchen heard this, his lips curled up and his eyes wandered.Gu Shaobai, isn't he the third youngest of the Gu family who is famous in Jingling, don't say anything about his name, just like that, it is said that there are heaven and earth.

"Heh, this Gu Shaobai seems to be quite a character. He dared to take in a quack, a petty literati, for no reason..." He rubbed his index finger on the tip of his nose and said thoughtfully, "It's a little I mean, I'm curious..."

Fang Qingchi saw Ji Jianchen's lewd look, and knew that this man had committed an old problem again, and his curiosity about beauty was comparable to that of God!

He said sternly, "Brother, it's fine if you mess around with others, Shaobai is a good person, he's simple, don't bother him, I don't agree with what you want to do to him."

Ji Jianchen rolled his eyes, "Xiao Fang, it's alright if you don't love me, why don't you stop others from loving me! With your senior brother, I want a family background, a beautiful woman with good looks, who do I like?" It's all his creation!"

Fang Qingchi was speechless, you have a family background—the landlord of Moyi, can you get it on the table? Yes, being a concubine is not afraid of being hacked by the big house!

The slander belongs to the slander, Fang Qingchi really can't hate this senior brother.Ji Jianchen appeared dissolute on the surface, but in fact he had real talents.Since Ji Fengheng's death, in just one year, the Moyi Building has been managed in an orderly manner, and its reputation in the Jianghu has become even more prosperous. The name of "the first floor of the Jianghu bounty" is not blown out!Take people's money and definitely eliminate disasters with others. Ji Jianchen has never missed a job in his hands!The bounty hunters in the building are also loyal to him, and their prestige is higher than that of the old Lou Fang Ji Fengheng.

The nights in early spring were still cold in the late spring, and the small wind fluttered the hair tips of the two of them.

There is no wine in the moon, I really want to sing about wine, and wipe away the ties between my brows!