I'm a Buddhist foster child

Congruent?

Yang Zan stared at Yang Jian in amazement. He didn't know that Yang Jian had changed his body at this time, and he didn't know what he thought of at the moment. His clean cheeks were once again stained with a little blush, like a pot of boiling water. There was almost smoke at the top.

Seeing the change in the third brother's expression, Yang Jian couldn't help laughing, raised his hand and patted Yang Zan's shoulder, and said, "Third brother, what dirty things are you thinking about?"

Yang Zan: "..."

Yang Jian explained: "Actually, it's about this little baby."

Yang Zan was even more puzzled, isn't it such a dirty thing?Then I heard Yang Jian continue to say: "Grandfather is about to return to court, and the third brother must also know about this."

Yang Jian went to the countryside to do as the Romans did. In order to avoid being found out that he was a "fake product", he naturally wanted to call his father Grandpa.

Yang Jian smiled, with a gentle face, suddenly became cunning, as if planning some bad idea, and said: "Who doesn't know that Grandpa has always favored younger brothers who are both civil and military, and have both ability and political integrity. Together for brother, help keep the little baby behind."

Yang Zan finally understood what it means to be in the same boat!

It turned out that Yang Jian really wanted to do bad things with him and leave the little bun in the mansion.

Yang Zan looked puzzled and said, "He..."

Before Yang Zan could finish speaking, Yang Jian had already said: "The third younger brother is so well-behaved and sensible, if the third younger brother persuades Grandpa, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort."

Yang Zan spoke for the second time: "I..."

Still before Yang Zan could finish speaking, Yang Jian frowned slightly, his face seemed a little sad, and said, "If you don't help Eldest Brother, Grandpa will definitely kill Eldest Brother when he comes back, and Eldest Brother's wealth and life will be handed over to my younger brother. Brother also doesn't want to see the tragedy of one dead body and two dead?"

Yang Zan spoke for the third time: "You..." Is this how one dead body and two lives are used?

Yang Jian patted him on the shoulder, with serious eyes, and said: "Time is running out, please take care of the third brother and think of a way. After the matter is done, the eldest brother will teach you how to make crispy noodles. In addition to the crispy noodles Of course, there are many other flavors, such as teriyaki, barbecue, spicy, red stew, kimchi, curry, and strange flavors. In short, there are all kinds of flavors, so that you will not be heavy when you eat them for a full term. taste."

Yang Zan listened to Yang Jian's detailed counting of flavors, his eyes lit up instantly, and Yang Jian turned him into a ditch all of a sudden, taking the subject aside, and said casually: "Are there other flavors? What is teriyaki? What about curry?" It's... eh, isn't it? Brother, that's not what my brother told you!"

Speaking of this, Yang Zan instantly realized the dream, and when he looked up, he saw that Yang Jian had already left the dining room with the well-behaved little bun Shi Shiran.Yang Zan looked at the crispy noodles in his hand with remorse, and murmured, "Why did I... get along with others?"

Yang Jian successfully "dismissed" the cheap third brother, and took the little bun out of the dining room. When he first saw the third brother Yang Zan, he thought the third brother was a difficult person, but he didn't want to take a closer look, but he was a bit arrogant and childish. The bag of crispy noodles was dismissed, not only dismissing the fault-finding, but also brought the third brother in as a "military adviser". In this way, it is much cheaper to let the little bun stay in the Duke's mansion.

Yang Guang, the little bun, was still holding a small bag of crispy noodles in his hand. He pretended to be "well-behaved and sensible", and followed Yang Jian back home.

squeak-

Yang Jian pushed open the door of the house, and the house was pitch-black, but for some reason, curtains were hung up to block out the sunlight in early summer.Yang Jian frowned slightly, because of the shadow of his childhood, he didn't like dark places, so he was about to walk over and pull the curtain aside.

"Boom!" With a sound, a black figure suddenly rushed up from behind and hugged Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was taken aback, and just as he was about to turn his head, the two arms of the person behind him wrapped around Yang Jian's shoulders and neck like water snakes, and the soft breath sprinkled on Yang Jian's ears, with a tinge of sweetness The fragrance is soft, and she said softly: "Master, let the servant serve you..."

The voice was a little familiar, maybe I heard it not long ago, Yang Jian thought about it carefully, yes, isn't it the prostitute who overturned Yang Zan's soup cake?In the past, "Original Owner Yang Jian" went to the Taifu Zhongfu's house as a guest, and accidentally fell in love with this beautiful prostitute. In order to curry favor with Sui Guogong's son, the Taifu Zhongfu sent this beautiful prostitute over.

It is worth mentioning that this prostitute is still a teenager...

"Wow--" Just as Yang Jian was thinking about it, there was a sudden soft sound, as if something soft had fallen to the ground.

clothes……

It was the prostitute's clothes, like petals, falling off the ground, and the two of them stuck together even tighter, separated only by a layer of Yang Jian's luxurious robes...

Yang Jian frowned slightly, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly grabbed the prostitute's wrist.The prostitute is still a young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old, no match for Yang Jian's strength, Yang Jian grabbed him, let out a soft cry, turned around, and was about to fall down suddenly. Yang Jian is in his arms.

It is well known that the prince in Sui Guogong's mansion is romantic and affectionate. The prostitute thought that the prince was anxious, but the next moment, the prostitute was suddenly pushed out by Yang Jian, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

Yang Jian pushed the prostitute away, distanced himself from the prostitute, squatted down immediately, and covered the little bun Yang Guang's eyes with his slender palm.

Yang Guang looks like a little bun now, but he is not a real little baby, why haven't you seen the big wind and the big waves?This idea can only be regarded as a small scene, so he looked calm and mature, and was not frightened at all.

The little bun was covered by Yang Jian's eyes, he couldn't see clearly, but he raised his little hand, grasped the crispy noodles in the small bag in the dark, and put it into his mouth with a "click click", chewing like a little squirrel.

In Yang Jian's eyes, Yang Guang was just a baby, how could he see such a scene?He covered Yang Guang's eyes, looked down at the gauze garment that fell on the ground, frowned and said to the prostitute, "Put it on."

The prostitute trembled, her palm-sized face turned pale, and she prostrated herself on the ground with a groan, kowtowed her head, and said tremblingly, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, spare your life, slave, slave will serve you well, Your Majesty." Forgive me...forgive me..."

Yang Jiandeng felt a little headache at the moment, just asked him to put on clothes, but it seemed like he wanted to kill him.

The prostitute kowtowed in fright, and said in a trembling voice: "My son, slave, slave can also play the piano, can...can sing songs, please forgive me, if the Taifu knows that I have not served my son well, slave..."

Yang Jian finally understood that this prostitute came with a mission, if the senior officials in the Taifu know that this prostitute returns without success, or is driven out of the mansion by Yang Jian, the end will be very miserable.

Domestic prostitutes seem to be a popular trend these days. At first, domestic prostitutes were all from official prostitutes, such as rewards from the emperor.The emperor's reward is glory, so domestic prostitutes also represent a kind of glory and status, but later on, domestic prostitutes were not only rewarded by official prostitutes, but also many poor people, or captives, etc., were robbed become a house prostitute.As a result, the status of house prostitutes has gradually declined. The status of house prostitutes who are good at it is higher than that of servants.

That prostitute was just a young man, crying and whimpering, as if Yang Jian was a scourge.

"Crackling...Kacha..." Xiaobaozi was still eating the crispy noodles, and the bag was about to bottom out. Yang Jian rubbed his forehead, kept covering Xiaobaozi's eyes, and said with a sigh : "You put on your clothes first."

The prostitute was trembling, and picked up the clothes tremblingly, but because of fear, her movements were not very agile, she was sobbing and trembling while wearing them, she looked as if she had been snatched by Yang Jianqiang...

At this moment, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, as if someone was approaching, but no servant came to report that person, and then the voice of the third brother Yang Zan said loudly: "Brother, let me tell you ..."

Yang Zan came to the door of Yang Jian's house, the house was pitch-black, for some reason, the curtains were hung under the blue sky and daylight, and they were tightly hung.The door of the house was not closed, it was half-closed, and the sound of crying and grievance came from inside.

Yang Zan stood at the door and looked in. The first thing he saw was a lot of clothes. The clothes were light and thin, soft and see-through, like spring cotton, and he knew it was not the clothes of a good family.Looking along the mess of that place, I saw a beautiful prostitute crying pear blossoms with rain, because of fear, her thin and round shoulders trembled slightly.

And in the house is not only the eldest brother Yang Jian, but also the younger nephew who is worthy of entering the house.

Yang Jian looked at Yang Zan who was stunned at the door of the house, and suddenly felt a headache. Because Yang Zan didn't need to speak, Yang Zan's eyes completely showed his emotions, and it was written brightly——Who whores also brings child!

Seeing a sudden visitor, the prostitute didn't care to cry, and put on her clothes in a hurry, Yang Jian then slowly heaved a sigh of relief, and let go of the hand that covered Xiao Baozi's eyes.

From the beginning to the end, Xiao Baozi was extremely calm, with a chubby but "pretentious" old-fashioned face, after being let go by "father and father", he even wiped his face covered with crispy noodle seasoning with a handkerchief Little mouth.

Yang Zan was still stunned at the door of the house, because he was shocked, the honey scented paper in his hand was not steady, and it was blown into the house along the summer breeze, like a lightly fallen leaf, slowly falling on the thrown on the carpet in tulle dresses.

Yang Jian looked down, and saw that the honey incense paper was full of characters. Yang Zan was worthy of being a genius, and his calligraphy was vigorous and powerful. It stands to reason that these days he used affiliation, not seal script. Yang Jian could always understand seven or eight. But at a glance, out of ten characters in a sentence, eight characters are rare words.

Yang Guang, the little bun, bent down calmly and picked up the honey scented paper on the ground with his small hands. His voice was soft and waxy, and he said crisply: "Crispy biscuits...crisp and delicate yellow, fragrant lips, mountain skin Water feed, less than half a point..."

Yang Jian: "..." How about noodles?The third younger brother really deserves to be the number one genius in Jingzhao...

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