Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

At the beginning of July, Meng Zezhi set off from Raozhou Prefecture and rushed to Nanchang Prefecture by water to take the rural examination.Accompanying him is Lu Daoyi, a scholar of the same subject.

Lu Daoyi is a native of Raozhou Prefecture, and his family background is also good. His grandfather is Lu Zengxiang, the governor of Huguang, and he is a third-rank official.

As for his father, due to his interest, he only found an official vacancy as the head of the seventh rank in the Weihe branch under the name of Qingjiang Shipyard.

The two met at a literary meeting, and when they learned of Meng Zezhi's identity, Lu Daoyi intended to make friends, as the saying goes, "Don't hit people with smiling faces, but Meng Zezhi refused unintentionally. After coming and going, the two became acquainted.

When the boat was halfway, it encountered many turning boats. After asking, it turned out that there was a storm ahead. An experienced crew member said that judging by the rain, it might last all night.

The boatman heard this, and in order to ensure safety, he discussed with the boat passengers to stop at the Jinxian County Wharf in front for one night, and then set off early tomorrow morning.

It just so happened that the big guys had been on the boat for two days, and they were feeling bored. It would be great to take this opportunity to go out for a breath of air, so they all agreed after hearing what the boatman said.

Unexpectedly, hundreds of brightly lit and extremely luxurious flower boats surrounded the pier tightly.

Seeing this scene, all the boat passengers present were refreshed, but the boat master was worried. He had no choice but to find a remote place to park the boat.

As soon as the ship docked, the passengers on the ship rushed to the pier in groups of five and six.

"Brother Yunzhong." Lu Daoyi hurriedly knocked on the door.

Yunzhong is the surname of Meng Zezhi.

Meng Zezhi was reading Xiao Shi's reply letter, which contained words of congratulations and concern.

Calculating the time, Zhao Yijing should have disappeared by this time, but Xiao Shi didn't mention it in the letter, probably because he didn't want to distract him.

"I've found out that the Oiran Competition is being held every three years at the pier in front, and it's said that all the flower boats in Jiangxi are here." Lu Daoyi's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Brother Yunzhong, how about Shall we go to see the fun at night too?"

Lu Dao's family is strict in education. How could he have come into contact with these things on weekdays? He has endured more than ten years of green lantern ink scrolls. Now he finally travels far away. Without the supervision of the family, he is like a wild horse that has run wild , I want to try something new.

"Don't," Meng Zezhi thanked him for this, and persuaded him kindly: "The rural examination is the most important thing, brother Yucai..."

"I know all of this, Brother Yunzhong, with your and my strength, why worry about these?" Lu Daoyi interrupted him: "What's more, I just went to see, at worst, I just don't want to stay overnight."

Meng Zezhi didn't take it seriously, and when he really got to that kind of place and drank a glass of wine, he couldn't decide what direction things would go.

He wanted to persuade him again, but Lu Daoyi couldn't help saying: "That's the deal!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Dao turned around and left. Halfway there, as if he remembered something, he took out two thin books from his arms, folded them back, and winked at Meng Zezhi: "Brother Yunzhong, I bought this on the way back, it’s a good thing, I’ll share it with you, you don’t need to thank me.”

Saying that, he stuffed the book into Meng Zezhi's arms and left.

Meng Zezhi picked up the book and looked at it, and on the cover were written the four big characters Pin Hua Bao Jian.

He opened it casually, and what caught his eye was a picture of a well-dressed old man lying on top of a naked young man.

Meng Zezhi became short of breath, closed the book with a snap, covered his mouth with his mouth and coughed uncomfortably, holding the book, neither throwing it nor continuing to read.

After a little thought, he randomly stuffed the book under the pile of books on his right, then grabbed a copy of "Mencius" and flipped through it, only then managed to stabilize his mind.

About half an hour later, Lu Daoyi sent someone to tell him that he had a bad stomach and couldn't go to the oiran meeting at night.

Meng Zezhi couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, this way, he saved a lot of worry.

Just as soon as this matter was mentioned, he couldn't help but think of the picture he saw just now, and instantly lost the mood to read again.

His eyes fell on the pile of books on the right, his young body was about to move...

I don't know how long it took, and there was a loud noise outside the window.

"Open the door, open the door!"

"What are you doing?"

"Search one by one, that guy is injured, he must not run far—"

……

Meng Zezhi didn't hear anything outside the window, he was panting heavily, his eyes were fixed on the book in his hand, he was obviously distended and panicked, but he always felt that something was missing, and he couldn't let it out.

At this time, there was only a bang, and the window was closed.

Meng Zezhi's heart tightened: "What—" People.

Before he could finish speaking, the next moment, a masked man in black pressed on him abruptly, covered his mouth with one hand, and said sharply, "Don't talk."

A familiar aura came over his face, and a burst of ecstasy welled up in his heart. Meng Zezhi couldn't help but nodded, like a fool.

Xu Shi's eyes were too explicit, as if he was being stared at by a hungry wolf. Lu Xin's heartbeat faltered, and for the first time in his life, there was an extra emotion in his heart, which was lingering and unpredictable. through.

He moved his eyes away for no reason, but he didn't expect that his eyes would fall on the "Treasure of Appreciating Flowers" that fell by accident by his pillow. What caught his eyes was a young man lying on top of another young man, his lower body The scene of being tightly together is no different from the current posture of him and Meng Zezhi.

He suddenly tensed his spine and concentrated his mind, and then found something thick and long against his thigh, which was getting harder and harder.

Lu Li's expression changed.

Meng Zezhi saw it in his eyes. He thought of Zhu Zhengqing who sneakily hid his small video in his phone in the first life. As his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he reached out to pull the mask on Lu Li's face.

Reflexively, Lu Li grabbed the hand that was trying to make trouble.

Meng Zezhi frowned slightly, and mumbled, "It hurts!"

The flame that had just burst out of Lu Xin's head was extinguished in an instant. He subconsciously let go of his hand, but after realizing his movements, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Outside the house, the sound of vigorous slapping on the door and noisy footsteps were getting closer.

Meng Zezhi stretched out his hand to grab the hand of the person on his body, let him let go of his mouth, and then asked, "Are those people outside here to arrest you?"

Lu Li reacted and twitched the hand held by Meng Zezhi. He didn't twitch. He couldn't think of struggling, but nodded hesitantly.

Meng Zezhi narrowed his eyes, rubbed the calluses on Lu Li's palm with his thumb, and said, "Then how about we make a deal?"

"What's the deal?" Lu Li's mind fell down in a strange way. Something was wrong, something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Meng Zezhi clasped his waist, grabbed the other hands and slowly groped them down. He said, "I'll help you get rid of the chase, and you rub it for me."

When he said this, his eyes were shining, his breathing was heavy, like a disciple.

Veins popped out of Lu Li's forehead, and his eyes were sharp, as if he was about to kill Meng Zezhi in the next moment.

Seeing this, Meng Zezhi immediately let go of Lu Li's hand, crouched down and coaxed, "Don't stop, you're just kidding, you're just kidding..."

Perhaps Meng Zezhi's tone was so indulgent that Lu Li was stunned.

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.

"Open the door, open the door—"

Lu Li suddenly tensed his spine.

Immediately after Hong Wu's voice sounded: "This is the residence of the Nine Young Masters of the Duke of Song's Mansion. Let me see who dares to be presumptuous."

As he spoke, there was a sound of a sword being unsheathed.

"Don't worry." Meng Zezhi reassured, "Watch me send them away."

As he said that, with a little force, he picked up Lu Li and put him aside, picked up the quilt and covered him, put down the bed curtain, got up and got out of bed.

"What's going on?" Meng Zezhi pinched his hands as he walked out.

The door opened, and two groups of people on the corridor were at war with each other.

"Master." Hong Wuhu stood in front of the door, turned his head and nodded slightly, staring closely at the group of Tsing Yi thugs on the opposite side.

Keenly aware of the bloody aura on Hong Wu and the others, knowing that they had encountered something hard, the middle-aged man in the lead immediately put away the fierce look on his face, cupped his hands with a knife and bowed: "I have seen you, my lord."

"Hmm." Meng Ze responded in a rather salty way, and asked again: "What's the matter?"

The middle-aged man immediately said: "Going back to the young master, my master lost a very important thing. The thief disappeared after fleeing to this ship. I hope the young master can help me."

"A thief?" Meng Zezhi frowned slightly: "I don't know who your master is?"

"This—" The middle-aged man hesitated, obviously not wanting to reveal the name of the master.

Meng Zezhi disagreed: "All right, I won't make things difficult for you."

As he said, he turned his body sideways: "You guys search, but don't be rude to the beauty on my bed."

Hearing this, Hong Wu and the others at the side didn't change their faces, they just put away their sabers and stepped aside.

"Thank you, my lord." The middle-aged man let go of his heart, and then waved his hand, leading people into the room.

Several thugs in Tsing Yi carefully searched the closet and under the bed and other places where people could hide, and finally replied in a low voice: "Boss, no."

The middle-aged man sniffed carefully to make sure that there was no smell of blood in the air, so he was relieved.

"Walk."

At the end, he said to Meng Zezhi, "Please forgive me for disturbing you."

When they were far away, Hong Wu approached, and his eyes fell on the bed curtain behind Meng Zezhi: "My lord?"

"Don't worry, I know that person." Meng Zezhi said, "Do you have Jinchuang Medicine?"

Only then did Hong Wu feel relieved: "Yes, I'll get it right away."

"By the way, find another pair of clean clothes, just your body shape."

"Yes."

When Hong Wu came back with the sore medicine and clothes, he ordered Shiqin to bring over a basin of hot water. Meng Zezhi closed the door and opened the bed curtain to see that he had passed out.

After helping him heal the wound on his lower abdomen, it was already a quarter of an hour. Meng Zezhi wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, took a shower carelessly, climbed onto the bed, kissed Lu Li's forehead, and closed his eyes contentedly. Eye.

The author has something to say:

Meng Zezhi: For the first time in his life, he was arrested for self-blasphemy... No guarantee at the end of the festival!

Lu Daoyi: I was even worse. I was obviously an upright and good young man, but just to give you a little porn book, I became a lustful libertine.