The whole world is taking my CP wrong

Just after the turn of Yin and Mao, at the gate of Taoluo Mansion, a carriage inlaid with gold and silver approached slowly, one could see that it was either rich or noble.The city guards were still bleary-eyed. Seeing this posture, they immediately woke up, thinking about how to strike a balance between not offending others and asking for an ultimatum to cross the city.

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't come up with any good idea, but seeing the carriage getting closer, he could only bite the bullet and stop it and ask for an ultimatum to cross the city.

The groom driving the carriage was obviously not qualified to speak. A tall horse was riding beside the carriage, and a baby-faced young man in black clothes said "Hey": "Since when do you need to issue an ultimatum when you cross a city?"

The city guard smiled bitterly: "You don't know something, you don't need it, but just a few days ago, the magistrate in the city had an accident, so he ordered that every foreigner who entered the city must be strictly interrogated, I am really sorry. "

The baby-faced youth wondered, "What happened to your magistrate?"

The city guard lost his face: "Don't embarrass me, how dare I, a commoner of my generation, dare to talk about the affairs of officials!"

The baby-faced young man choked up, thinking to forget it, Dasheng is open to the people, and I have seen many of your discussions along the way!

After this conversation, the people in the carriage did not make a sound, and the city guards couldn't help muttering in their hearts, but whose family's daughter is going out in spring?

The young man asked again: "What happened to your prefect?"

Before the guard could answer, the next moment, a voice came from the carriage. The voice was like brittle jade falling on a porcelain plate. It was really pleasant to hear—it was a pity that it was a male voice, and he was extremely impatient at the moment: "Lu Duoyu, Are you so free that you want to get involved in any nonsense?"

As soon as the voice finished speaking, there was also a long and soft "meow" sound of the cat, which seemed to be chasing and scolding in response to the owner's words.

Lu Duoyu was pissed all the way by this foxy cat, and at this moment, she rolled her eyes and twitched the corners of her lips regardless, when the mysterious man in the carriage seemed to be able to see the scene outside the carriage, he threw it lightly. He came out with a sentence: "Seven are not convinced and eight are not angry. Why, the bowl of porridge you drank in the morning made you spicy?"

Lu Duoyu: "..."

The city guard watched as the carriage curtain embroidered with gold thread was lifted to the right by a pale hand with well-defined, slender and white fingers, and his eyes couldn't help following.After the car curtain was completely lifted, his breath was suffocated.

The man was dressed in a bright red shirt, which made him look whiter than porcelain jade, but his eyebrows were even more beautiful than that in the red dress, so beautiful that he was flamboyant. This young man in red also had a pair of peach blossom eyes, which were always affectionate, but this His eyes were full of coldness, and there was a little mole under the tail of his left eye, which added a bit of sharpness to him, and beauty was beautiful, but people didn't dare to look at it too much. Eye.

The young man in red just lifted the curtain to see what was causing the delay, and then lowered the curtain when he saw that he just wanted to give an ultimatum. This time, the baby-faced Lu Duoyu didn't want to be scolded again, so he didn't inquire about the magistrate's affairs again. He took out the ultimatum and handed it to the city guard. The city guard quickly thanked him, walked two steps to the table, and picked up a pen to record the name on the ultimatum.

"Zhang San—"

"Li Si—"

While remembering, the city guard wondered why this big family still had such an idiotic name. It seemed that it was either the groom or the servant.

"Lu Duoyu—"

Those who have a certain status, the level of naming is different. The city guards thought that if they didn't know a few words, they might not even know this Duo, which would be a joke.

After thinking about it, he opened the ultimatum: "Gold——"

——It came to an abrupt end.

His hand holding the ultimatum trembled, like an old man in his seventies and eighties who couldn't take care of himself and could only lie in bed and struggle to get out of bed to work.

"Gold, gold, gold—"

His hairs stood on end, and he stumbled for a long time, but he didn't say all the names.

Lu Duoyu has long been used to it, and reached out to take the ultimatum from him: "Have you finished reading it?"

The city guard nodded numbly.

"Then I'll take it back," Lu Duoyu said, "Maybe he's entering the city now?"

"Can can -"

The city guard said repeatedly, and immediately removed the roadblock at the gate of the city, then touched his neck and watched the carriage enter the city with respect and fear.

Good guy, this is the one from "Nine Thousand Miles"!

Killing without batting an eye, cruel and merciless!

***

Lu Duoyu drove the horse beside the carriage, and knocked on the wall of the carriage: "Master, do you need me to inform the steward of Taoluo Mansion? The steward here is Liu Zaibo, the magistrate who has just taken office for two months. The county magistrate has just been promoted."

The majestic Governor of [-] miles, the ruthless Lord Jinzi Wanjin, who is so cruel that he can stop the child from crying at night and scare the child to death, is currently hugging and rubbing a chubby white cat. Before Lu Duoyu made a sound, he was sneaking around. He held up the kitten and kissed it, and heard a knock on the wall of the car. Although he knew that Lu Duoyu couldn't see it, he put the cat down with the burden of the superintendent and sat upright.

"Is there no good inn in Taoluo Mansion? I feel uncomfortable having to find something."

Lu Duoyu scratched her head: "Isn't it more convenient for me to sum it up? The prefect's family should be better off."

Jin Ziwan sneered: "Whether it's to make money or to be arrogant, I can pretend to be a hut among a stick of incense when I come here. The poor seem to be unable to survive and have to go to the streets to beg for food." His slender fingers gently stroked the kitten's fur, and the cat purred comfortably, "Let's find a good inn to rest."

Lu Duoyu simply accepted the order and went away. Regardless of his poor mouth, he was never ambiguous when it was time to do things. He quickly found the best inn and restaurant in Taoluo Mansion, and the governor condescended Get down from the carriage.

When Jin Ziwan entered the inn, the entire first floor of the inn was silent.

Without changing his face, Lu Duoyu went to talk to the shopkeeper about staying in the restaurant after dinner, and he hugged the cat and found a seat by the window. After he sat down, everyone recovered one after another. voice.

Jin Ziwan thought he knew me anyway, and when Lu Duoyu came back, he asked Lu Duoyu, "Has my portrait spread all over the world?"

Lu Duoyu shook her head: "The only time the governor showed his face in front of the world was when the emperor ascended the throne, but only the people in Kyoto saw it, and it will definitely not be passed on."

Nowadays, it should be only those who rarely see the color of the Governor, who will be quiet for a moment.

Jin Ziwan reached out and took a peanut: "No way...Hmph, what else can they not know!"

Lu Duoyu put her hand to her mouth and pretended to cough, but actually it was to cover up her smile.

Jin Ziwan was really pissed off a lot along the way, if it wasn't for the encounter he had when he came out, he really wouldn't know what kind of relationship he and the emperor have in the eyes of the common people!

The folk customs of Dasheng are open, and the people rarely suffer from displacement. As the saying goes, when you are full of warmth, you think about lust, and the secrets of the royal family are even more things that common people like to speculate on. Which concubine in the harem is so caring and responsive, and the people don't want to be crooked, so there are ghosts.

The first time Jin Ziwan saw his and Sheng Yundi's absurd story book, he was so angry that his throat smelled of iron, and when he slapped the table, the poor story book was torn into pieces, broken into pieces, sloppy, like an inn room A March snow fell here.

At this time, a group of people stepped in from the door of the inn, calling for friends and making a lot of noise, attracting the attention of everyone in the inn.

When the innkeeper saw the faces of the leaders, he collapsed for a moment, but there was no reason to drive away customers if he wanted to open the door for business, and he couldn't afford to offend these people.

So the shopkeeper put on a smiling face and went up to him: "Master He, Master Yu, what do you want to eat today?"

The leader, a young man wearing gold and silver, was afraid that others would not know how much he had. He waved his hand: "Of course it's the same as usual. Why, do you want me to report again?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Master He, what can you say about this matter! The food that you and the young masters love to eat, the small shop has engraved it in their hearts! It's just that today the back kitchen has developed a new dish of sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus root. Didn't I just think about it?" You, would you like to have a taste?"

The man surnamed He waved his hand. Although his face was sallow, he looked arrogant: "What kind of sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus root, and the things that the girls are eating are only eaten by the second chairs that are also the same girls!"

His volume was not low, and many people in the inn heard it.

Coincidentally, the waiter came out from the back kitchen, ran to Jin Ziwan's table holding the dishes, and shouted cheerfully: "Guest officer, your sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus root—!"

Jin Ziwan lowered his eyes and looked at the pale pink lotus root slices in front of him, then raised his eyes slightly to look at Young Master He, curled his lips for no apparent reason, and reached out to pick up the chopsticks to pick them up.

The voices of people chatting were heard again in the inn. Those young masters were sitting a little closer to Jin Ziwan's table. Although their voices were not as loud as before, they were not deliberately lowered. Jin Ziwan and Lu Duoyu could hear them. to every word they said.

"Brother He, I heard that that guy arrived in Taoying City three days ago."

The one who spoke was a man with a mole under his lip, one of those young masters.

"That's right, the family has already received the news." Young Master He was obviously complacent, "My father has a friend who is working as a teacher in Taoying City. As soon as that person arrived, he immediately sent someone to deliver the letter."

The man with the mole on his lip hurriedly cupped his hands: "As expected of Mr. Tongzhi, you really have a plan!"

That Young Master He was obviously very proud of himself.

Jin Ziwan took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root and thought, Tongzhi... the Tongzhi is second only to the magistrate, and is the second in command in the prefecture. This Young Master He must be the son of the Tongzhi of Taoluo Mansion, no wonder he can be so arrogant Domineering, defiant.

"Then I will be able to arrive in the mansion tomorrow, right?" The other person was a little envious, "Now that I have received the news in advance, I am well prepared, and I am sure to satisfy that picky master!"

The man with the mole under his lip also smiled and congratulated: "Congratulations in advance, Brother He!"

Young Master He waved his hands, obviously in high spirits: "I see, he has such a great reputation, but he is just relying on the grace of the Holy One to act as a domineering blessing! There are so many people under the banner and great power, but any individual , can be held up—”

"Actually, it's just—" He lowered his voice and teased his companion, "It's just a plaything on His Majesty's bed!"

Lu Duoyu stopped drinking tea, her eyebrows were raised upright, and she was about to slap the table and get up immediately.

Jin Ziwan glanced at him: "What are you doing? Sit down."

Lu Duoyu was annoyed and sat down.

Jin Ziwan slowly ate the first piece of lotus root.

"Hey, shopkeeper!"

Young Master He started calling the shopkeeper again, and the shopkeeper quickly ran out from behind the counter, nodded and bowed: "You order!"

He raised his chin towards the woman who was sitting and playing the pipa in the middle of the inn: "You recruited new?"

The shopkeeper hesitated: "This, this... This girl's father has passed away. Let me talk about Xiaoquer here, and earn a thin coffin for her father. She can't play well. Please, young masters, please bear with me."

"It's really not good to play." Then Young Master He got up holding the wine glass, walked around the little girl, then stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and teased, "It looks pretty good."

The little girl shrank very much, with tears in her eyes, she obviously knew that Young Master He's reputation as a dandy, and it was not a good thing to be favored by him, and to be involved in it for the rest of her life!

"You said how much money can you earn by talking about a little song?" Young Master He's eyes were already small, but when he squinted his eyes, there was only a crack left, "Why don't you follow me, I will give your father a grand burial, How about you carry it into the mansion to protect your food and clothing in the next life?"

The girl who played the music flinched and stammered: "Many, many, thank you, Young Master He, for your kindness, Pingping accepts it..."

"What's the use of a light heart collar?" Young Master He's hands became more and more dishonest, "You have to have a body collar to do it!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Brother He is really romantic!"

"..."

Jin Jinwan put down his chopsticks, pulled the plate of peanuts presented by the store to his eyes, and put a grain in his mouth, but it wasn't crispy, so he didn't eat it.

He stretched out his hand to pick up another peanut, injected his inner strength and seemingly unintentionally popped it out.

Hearing only a scream, then Young Master He covered his waist and cursed: "Who is it that sneaked up on your father?!"

Jin Ziwan's words were still in his throat, but he heard another voice as gentle as jade and replied with a smile: "That is naturally your grandfather."