Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

The young man probably just took a bath, and his hair smelled of soap locust.

The groom tried to push, but failed to push him away.

Fang Zhuo made up his mind to rely on him. It is true that he is afraid of ghosts, and it is also true to take the opportunity to show weakness and narrow the distance between the two. Anyway, it is impossible to let him go for a while.

The groom frowned, and this time he directly clasped the young man's shoulders, adding more strength to his hands.

Fang Zhuo shuddered and cried out in pain.

The chicken cub was filial, pecking at the man's toes vigorously.

The groom was wearing straw sandals on his bare feet, and the peck was worth it, and he bleeds immediately.

Fang Zhuo hurriedly picked up the chicken cub and shrank it to a corner, having a good education, "That is your future father, can you peck it casually? Go and apologize to father."

Chicken Cub blinked his black eyes, walked over with reserved steps, and met the groom's indifferent eyes for a second.

He raised his head and called out, "Heck."

Fang Zhuo raised his brows, this little brat was cold and aggressive, he looked a lot like his father.

The groom's forehead twitched, and he managed to suppress the anger of throwing the two together, and asked in a cold voice, "The princess should be guarding the mourning hall at this time, what is she doing in the stable?"

Fang Zhuo was innocent, and raised the chicken cub, "It always follows me, but the housekeeper said that if it stayed in the mourning hall, it would offend the prince, so I brought it here, and I would like to ask you to take care of it for one night."

"However..." Fang Zhuo changed the topic, and walked around the groom. He is strong and strong, and he is full of yang energy at first glance, which is most suitable for warding off evil spirits.

"I've changed my mind now."

The groom crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows.

Fang Zhuo, "Brother An, I have an unfeeling request, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Groom, "It's not appropriate to speak." After finishing speaking, he pushed the young man out of the door.

Fang Zhuo took off the strength from his body, leaning on the hands behind his back to support himself, like a rascal.

The groom's voice was cold, "Princess, the prince is still waiting for you."

It’s okay not to mention, Fang Zhuo withered as soon as he said it, thinking of the figure that flashed by just now, and the weird behavior of the butler...

Fang Zhuo trembled, turned around and grabbed the groom's sleeve, "I have to tell you if you don't want to listen."

"I heard from the steward that you were invited by the prince with a lot of money. For a craftsman like you who is handsome, capable and caring, it's not just for the money, right? Presumably the prince and you have a good personal relationship. "

After listening to him talking nonsense, the groom understood everything.

He didn't say a word, wanting to see what the young man wanted to say.

Fang Zhuo thought he had acquiesced, and was overjoyed, "But you haven't even burned a stick of incense today."

It must be due to the difference in status... He sighed, and patted the groom on the shoulder understandingly, "Well, I'll take you to burn incense sticks as a token of condolence."

groom,"……"

Seeing that the man was silent, Fang Zhuo frowned suspiciously. Could it be that he misunderstood, and the two didn't have much friendship?Tsk, it doesn't matter so much, let's abduct the person first.

Fang Zhuo tilted his head, with a hint of accusation in his tone, "Even if you're not a friend, you should go and see, after all, it's your employer, look how sad those little maids are crying, even if you don't cry, you should still offer incense .”

The groom's jaw tightened, "No."

Fang Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, ouch, no matter how I heard it, it sounded like the man was having a temper tantrum.

He pursed his lips, "It's less than a thousand cups to get a confidant. The prince can be regarded as half a confidant if you can value your ability among thousands of people."

Now that a person is dead, he doesn't even say a word, which is too ruthless.

Fang Zhuo didn't say this, and left it to the groom to experience it himself.

The groom understood it very clearly, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his eyes were fierce, like a wild beast that would run away at any time.

This Feng Yang is not only a lot of drama, greedy for money, but also a lot of wrong reasoning.

Fang Zhuo, "Brother An, are you leaving?"

The groom raised his eyes, his eyes were unpredictable, "Feng Hai."

Murderous!Fang Zhuo's buttocks tightened, his legs were close together, his palms were tightly pressed against his thighs, and he almost screamed.

The groom looked at him, and there was something hidden in his deep eyes, "I remember it all."

Fang Zhuo was confused, "What does he remember?"

233 sighed, "I remember you."

Fang Zhuo was quite happy, "Isn't this great? It means that I have already started to have a place in his heart. In the future, I will expand this position by ten or twenty times, so that his whole heart is me."

233 sent a burst of applause for the first time, "Well said, I wish you a safe journey."

Fang Zhuo clicked his tongue, the system estimated that he was in menopause, it was strange.

In the mourning hall, the housekeeper waited, but he fell asleep leaning against the pillar again.

Fang Zhuo subconsciously stepped lightly, took a stick of incense and handed it to the man.

When the groom saw the tablet directly in front of the coffin, the corner of his mouth pressed down, and he almost pierced the incense burner when inserting the incense.

Fang Zhuo knelt back in front of the brazier again, and there was a pile of burning paper. With a man as masculine as Brother An, no ghosts and ghosts dared to come, so he felt more at ease.

Seeing that someone was about to leave, he quickly grabbed the groom's robe, "Brother An, can you stay with me for a while... just one or two hours."

The young man took the initiative to get close to him again and again, but the groom couldn't sense it.

At first, I thought that he knew his identity and did it on purpose, but later I realized that this is a cowardly idiot who was startled.

"No, I want to go back and watch for you..." The groom was a little embarrassed, "Big cock."

In the coffin, there was a sudden thud.

The dead were almost deceived by the groom's words.

Fang Zhuo tightened his grip on the robe, and looked at the coffin in horror. It was not an illusion, he really heard a voice just now!

He pleaded tremblingly, "Brother An..."

The young man's face was pale, the hand holding his robe was shaking constantly, his eyes looked around nervously, for fear that those devils hiding in the darkness would suddenly pounce.

The groom's eyes flickered slightly, and his tightly pursed lips loosened.

After a while, under the expectant gaze of the young man, he sat down cross-legged on the spot.

Fang Zhuo was completely at ease, and conscientiously played the role of the widow, not only burned paper money, but also stacked gold ingots for the prince.

He murmured in his heart, "My lord, this next to me is my future husband, oh, it's my husband. Speaking of which, if I didn't marry you to celebrate your happiness, I still wouldn't have met him. After all, I should tell you Thanks."

Fang Zhuo muttered in his heart, feeling that he was not sincere enough, so he kowtowed three times.

The groom's eyes changed slightly, he didn't expect this little rascal to have some affection.

Fang Zhuo straightened his waist, put the stacked ingots into the brazier one by one, and continued to meditate, "It's not fashionable for us to be widows in modern times, so don't blame me when I catch someone."

"Life is short, and the most important thing is to seize the happiness in front of you. You say yes. But don't worry, I will burn paper for you every year."

After introducing his future husband to the dead ghost husband, Fang Zhuo felt suddenly relieved, and he was not as scared as before, so he quietly looked at the man next to him.

The groom's kneeling posture is very beautiful, his back is straight, his hands are clenched into fists on his knees, he nods slightly, and his eyes fall on the brazier.

Not at all the vulgarity of a countryman.

This is really a very temperamental groom, Fang Zhuo secretly rejoiced that he picked up the treasure.

At dawn, the servants performed their duties, cleaning and guarding the spirit, but when they saw the groom, they looked a little surprised and unfamiliar.

Fang Zhuo scratched his face, changed shifts with his concubine, went back to his room to catch up on sleep and eat.

Lying down, he put Erlang's legs down.

It's not the first day for the groom to stay in the palace. Even if he doesn't have much contact with other people, he should have met him. What's so strange?

The more Fang Zhuo thought about it, the more wrong he got, he rolled over and got out of bed, just in time to see two little maidservants carrying a tray to deliver the meal.

Seeing that someone was about to leave, he hurried out of the house, "Wait."

Hearing this, the two little servant girls were taken aback for a moment, and saluted, "Princess."

"Excuse me." Fang Zhuo asked, "Do you know the man who kept the horses in the stable?"

The servant girl shook her head, "Back to the princess, I know, but I haven't seen it before."

Fang Zhuo sat down and put down the chopsticks he picked up, "Haven't you seen it? Isn't it new?"

The little servant girl nodded, "The servant girl is indeed new here, but the housekeeper always delivers the groom's meals, and he has never been to the front yard, so..."

Fang Zhuo raised his chin, "What about you, haven't you seen it?"

The little servant girl shook her head, "The slaves are also newcomers, in fact... In fact, all the servants in the palace, except for the housekeeper and the guards, are all newcomers."

He Hao suddenly changed all the people, and he knew there was a story behind it as soon as he heard it.

Fang Zhuo propped his chin, interested, "When did you come?"

The little maid said, "Ten days ago."

Fang Zhuo thought for a while, his mind went blank, and he asked the system, "What happened to the palace ten days ago?"

233 said, "There is no major event in the palace, but it is the Feng family who have major events."

The Feng family?Fang Zhuo silently counted with his fingers, and a flash of inspiration flashed, "The day before the emperor bestowed the marriage, the day after the prince was carried back sideways."

233 was relieved, "It's not too stupid."

The prince is about to die, so suddenly changing some maidservants, and changing them one by one, isn't this a fool's errand?

Fang Zhuo's eyes lit up, and the whole thing seemed to be getting more and more interesting.

"What about the old man from before?" Fang Zhuo asked.

One of the servant girls replied, "They are all in the newly built courtyard."

Oh, it turned out that it was transferred, so it seems reasonable again.Fang Zhuo gestured for the two servant girls to step back.

As soon as the maid left, Sixi couldn't help but said, "I've heard of the other courtyard."

"you have heard?"

"Well, when I went to the kitchen to fetch water, I heard from the cook that in the outskirts of Beijing, the building is very large and the residents are soldiers."

"Soldiers?" Fang Zhuo was a little surprised, this prince dared to station troops in the suburbs of Beijing privately, he was too crazy.

Sixi said, "They are all disabled soldiers."

Fang Zhuo's heart jumped up and down by Sixi, and he almost had a heart attack.

"Next time you have something to say, finish it at once," he said.

Sixi nodded hurriedly, what did the young master say.

Fang Zhuo was thinking while eating. He really didn't expect that Wang An was such a good person. He shook his head, probably because he thought too much.

What's more, people are already dead, even if they really want to do something, they can't do it.

Seeing him shaking his head, Sixi thought it was because the food was unpalatable, and felt a little worried, "Master, why don't I go out and buy you a roast duck and bring it back secretly?"

"Bring a fart." Fang Zhuo took advantage of the situation and patted Sixi on the head lightly.

Sixi was shocked, "Master, how can you speak foul language."

Fang Zhuo picked up a piece of Flammulina velutipes and stuffed it into his mouth, "I used to live too depressingly. From now on, I will be my true self."

It's enough for Brother An's acting skills to be soaring, and he can't be exhausted all day long.

Sixi agreed very much, "Master, I also feel that you lived too aggrievedly before."

It sounds aggrieved at best, and cowardly at worst, being pinched and rounded by Feng Hai at will, and even daring to lose his temper with Liniang when he is exhausted.

Sixi really thinks that his young master is doing well now.

From another perspective, this person is still married to the right one.

"Why are you in a daze, eat." Fang Zhuo tapped his bowl with his chopsticks.

As soon as he looked down, he saw the bok choy in clear soup and little water on the plate. He couldn't help but teach, "Don't even think about the roast duck. The dead are the deadliest. Let's endure it for another two days."

Sixi obediently picked up the bowl, "Yes, young master."

After the two had eaten, Fang Zhuo fell asleep for a while, and when the time came, Sixi woke him up and dragged his exhausted body to the mourning hall.

For the next two days, Fang Zhuo went to the mourning hall to watch during the day, and went back to his room to sleep at night, and the chicken cubs were kept in the stable.

Without the big baby thumping on his body, he was not used to it, so he let the system start a live broadcast while eating.

As soon as he opened it, the food in his mouth popped out.

It's so fucking ridiculous, the big cock is about to go to the sky, and it's riding directly on the head of the BMW.

The big BMW kept a calm face, chewing grass and eating slowly, and the chicken and the horse were quite harmonious.Strangely, the groom was not in the stable.

Fang Zhuo asked, "Where did my brother An go?"

233 said, "No comment."

In the early morning of the next day, just after five o'clock, everyone inside and outside the palace got up.

Today's cries are more sorrowful than the previous three days, every cry is like a saw on Fang Zhuo's nerves, causing him a headache.

This crying, I don't know how much money the grandfather of the palace will have to pay to go out.

The coffin bearer lifted up the huge black coffin, chanted, walked across the long street, came outside the city, and walked all the way up the mountain.

Fang Zhuo was wearing hemp and filial piety, walking in the front with a memorial tablet, he was a little puzzled, this barren mountain and wild ridge, the feng shui is not very good, who is referring to the place.

233 said, "The emperor chose it himself."

Fang Zhuo almost laughed, "This brother is... really scum."

Just this broken place, it doesn't look like a place for the burial of the prince, it's obviously a place to be nervous after death.

What a good brother, pretend to show it to others.

Pooh.

The coffin was put into the pit, and the soft soil was shoveled down, covering the black coffin lid little by little.

Fang Zhuo became more and more angry, defending his family and country, is this what he got in return?

He turned his head to look elsewhere, cursing in his heart, "Da Yuan is going to perish."

233 didn't say a word, because he knew that Da Yuan would not perish, but would usher in a prosperous age.

After the funeral, as soon as they returned to the palace, several concubines started making noise, twittering and forcing Fang Zhuo to pay the severance pay.

Fang Zhuo asked the housekeeper for the key to the warehouse.

The housekeeper was embarrassed, "The things in the warehouse belong to the prince, I, I can't make the decision."

Fang Zhuo said, "What about the accountant, then take some money from the accountant first."

The housekeeper was also in a dilemma, "The accountant has withdrawn more than 100 taels of silver, and needs to hold the prince's token."

Fang Zhuo was so angry that he helped the dead husband get rid of his concubine. Do I have to pay for it myself? !

He said, "The prince has already gone. Logically speaking, I am the master of the palace now. I should keep the keys of the accounting room and the warehouse."

The butler's hair was turning gray with worry, the new concubine was arrogant and domineering, but what he said made sense.

But no matter how reasonable it is, it depends on whether the prince himself is willing or not.

No way, the housekeeper could only comfort him first, "Wait, I, I'll think about it."

Fang Zhuo hadn't had time to grab him, but the housekeeper had already run out, he was really strong.

The butler avoided all eyes and went to the dungeon, where the smell of blood was disgusting.

He got used to it, and when he came to the last cell, a man was tied to the pillar inside. He was an imperial spy who was just caught last night.

The spy was covered in blood, his clothes were ragged, his head was hanging down, and he had passed out.

And in front of him, stood a tall man dressed in coarse linen, with a terrifying aura.

He turned his head, and it was the same face as the groom.

The steward bowed and said, "My lord, this princess, he, he..."

Xiao Xin turned around and stepped out of the cell, and the guard immediately greeted him and handed him a wet handkerchief.

The man wiped his hands and asked, "What happened to him?"

The butler gritted his teeth and said, "The princess asked me to give him the keys to the warehouse and account room, saying that he will take care of them in the future."

Xiao Xin handed the handkerchief back to the guard, and asked inexplicably, "How is the princess doing today?"

The housekeeper was taken aback, and said honestly, "Of all the people, he is the one who cries the saddest and loudest."

I cried several times until I almost lost my breath, which frightened the concubines for a moment.

Xiao Xin gave a chuckle with unknown meaning, "Give it to him."

Butler, "This..."

"Give him whatever he wants."

Xiao Xin narrowed his eyes slightly, and he didn't know what to think of, so he smiled playfully, "I want to see what else my good princess can do."