The sadistic beauty has taken a fancy to me [Transmigration Book]

The ancestor worship ceremony has begun, which is both familiar and strange.

Standing among the officials, Zhu Jiuci watched the lengthy ceremony go by like the procedures he remembered.

The ceremonial officials hold the scriptures, and the emperor stands majestically on the high platform. All the officials are solemn, their eyes are fixed on the high place, they are not devoutly bowing, and their backs are straight.

Zhu Jiuci looked sideways slightly, and Liang Zhaoge stood beside him, calmly looking at the guard of honor high above.He has already taken off his fox fur cloak, and the navy blue official uniform makes him stand tall, and the exquisite embroidered patterns on the neckline make him fly away. Zhu Jiuci has never found that the official uniforms of the Northern Guo State are so beautiful.

Liang Zhaoge's eyelashes moved slightly, and his phoenix eyes turned to look at him, and all the officials behind him paled in an instant.

"Young master." He said silently.

Zhu Jiuci blushed and turned back his eyes, staring at the official of the ceremony reciting the endless etiquette, it took a long time to calm down from the beauty.

The Grand Ceremony went extremely smoothly, after all, a century of red tape was repeated, and the staff was familiar with it without any mistakes.Standing in the team, Zhu Jiuci was drowsy, the scorching sun became more and more dazzling, and he had the illusion of burning his back in winter.

"Courtesy!"

Zhu Jiuci looked over, the emperor on the high platform was dressed in bright yellow and took the scroll with both hands, the old abbot nodded and stepped aside, all the officials knelt down.

When his knee touched the hard and cold ground, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the ceremony was over.He held Liang Zhaoge's hand almost excitedly, and the latter gently pulled him up, and whispered in his ear: "Young master, don't mess around, it's not over yet."

Zhu Jiuci let go of his hand with a smile, stood up straight and looked ahead, waiting for the ceremony officer to announce that the ceremony was over.

On the top of the green mountain, the world is lonely.

"At the end of the ancestor worship ceremony, all officials please come back."

When everything is settled, the previous dream has already gone with the wind.

Zhu Jiuci took Liang Zhaoge's hand again: "Let's go home."

An ear-piercing voice suddenly broke through the solemn scene, stopping everyone's footsteps: "How did the musicians in Red Square become the great musicians of Beiguo State!"

Suddenly, Zhu Jiuci's blood froze, and he stood stiffly on the spot, his ears buzzing, and countless terrifying sounds hit his eardrums.

All the officials lined up beside him suddenly retreated and surrounded him and Liang Zhaoge in a closed circle of open space. They whispered to each other and pointed at them.

The ancestor worship ceremony was over, and all the officials had no scruples, wantonly pointing fingers at the people around him.

Zhu Jiuci rushed forward to block Liang Zhaoge, but there were a few more unpleasant voices behind him, and he turned around to block people behind him, and the officials on the east and west sides opened their mouths to curse.

"I remember, Zhao Ge'er, right?"

"Musician in Red Square?"

"How can a person from a place like Lefang be a great musician?"

"Disgusting, it's all debauchery, it's unbearable!"

"Who can come out of that kind of place!"

"It should have been set on fire!"

Zhu Jiuci slapped one person's hand away: "What are you talking about! Da Si Le, bestowed by the Holy Spirit, does not allow you to question it!"

The scene was suddenly quiet, and no one dared to question the Holy Majesty.

Zhu Jiuci gritted his teeth and stared at the crowd in front of him. To Baiguan, this was just a fun thing for them to talk about after participating in the boring and lengthy ceremony. The so-called fun is not too big a deal.Little do they realize that their unintentional actions are enough to step a person into the quagmire forever.

Zhu Jiuci turned his body slightly to let them see Liang Zhaoge's fifth-grade court uniform, white pheasant spreading its wings, and red court beads. Such honors cannot be doubted.

Three or two officials backed away, and the two trapped in the block finally had a chance to breathe.Zhu Jiuci hurriedly turned his head, while Liang Zhaoge's expression was as usual, still looking at his surroundings calmly.

"Let's go." Zhu Jiuci looked up at him eagerly.

He took a step, and Baiguan clattered back to open a narrow path. He led Liang Zhaoge and wiped Baiguan's clothes and walked forward.

You can see the long steps in the distance, as long as you step on it, he will be able to take Liang Zhaoge out of this place, and leave those ugly people behind, no matter if you stay in the Duke's mansion for the rest of your life, or go out of the capital to travel all over the mountains and seas , I will never be instructed by them again.

Whether it's Little Grandpa or Liang Sile, when have they ever cared about this empty title, those people will go if they want it!Resigned from this official position, regardless of the wind, frost, rain and snow, as long as the two of them are together, there is no need to fear the long road ahead.

The team of hundreds of officials stepped aside, and Zhu Jiuci pulled Liang Zhaoge into a big stride. The sleeves of the two of them billowed in the wind, brushing past the noble court beads of the officials, and they were right ahead, right now, right there!

Suddenly, the cold voice of Dao Sen appeared from behind him like a nightmare again: "Although it is bestowed by the emperor, His Majesty does not know the identity of Da Si Le."

As soon as this remark came out, all the officials were boiling, because he was charged with deceiving the emperor with one sentence!

If it is said in the original book that the young master brought Liang Zhaoge to the ancestor worship ceremony, he was a child who didn't know how to measure, and even the emperor didn't hold him accountable, but just locked him up in the mansion and punished him severely. Big sin!

Zhu Jiuci's heart was beating violently, his eyes were suddenly blank, his chest was so congested that he could hardly suppress the urge to bend over and cough, he heard clearly that the voice was Chen Qingyan.

The crowd rushed forward suddenly, and the narrow road disappeared for a moment. He was hit on the shoulder, and it hurt bitterly, and then he was gently embraced in his arms, shielding him from the anger around him with his hands.

The words of deceiving the emperor quickly spread across the crowd, and the voice of abuse came like a flood. Many courtiers who were loyal on the surface burst into tears and cried out that their poor sage was deceived by evil sons and humiliated by music people.

"Bold boy, how dare you bully the king!"

"It must have something to do with that monster, he looks like a fox, I don't know how many tricks he has used..."

"The crime of deceiving the emperor should be punished by the nine clans!"

Zhu Jiuci broke free from Liang Zhaoge's arms, and loudly explained to them that on that day, at the Palace of Baohe, he presented music to the Holy One with great respect.

Don't you remember?

It is the fairy song that you have praised, and it is you who said that the lingering sound is endless!

It's you who said that the capital has the talent of Qinxian again!

It's you who said that the luthier of the Duke's Mansion should be rewarded!

Zhu Jiuci's voice was drowned out by everyone's abuse, and no one cared about the truth of that day. After all, if everyone who is watching the show sees a sign of decadence, they will try their best to catch the seedlings and help him jump off the cliff.

The situation intensified, and Zhu Jiuci suddenly saw his mother outside the crowd waving at him anxiously, but the crowd blocked him, so he could only stand outside anxiously with the Duke.

"Don't be afraid, child."

Seeing his mother, Zhu Jiuci said to him silently.

Yes, don’t be afraid, it’s just the anger of the crowd. When the officials retreat, the holy emperor will return their innocence. Just wait at this time.

Zhu Jiuci calmed down, and stopped trying to explain at the top of his voice. He turned around and took Liang Zhaoge's hand, feeling the man's cold fingertips wrapped in his palm.

Not afraid.

Suddenly, whoever brought up the rumors that swept the capital in the midst of the abuse, the matter of the gods was revealed.

Zhu Jiuci was instantly panicked.

"The weird red rain god came to the world that day, it must be him, Liang Zhaoge!"

"It turns out that it is really a monster!"

"Bah! How can there be any gods, really insulting these two words! In this land, who can be more wise than the Son of Heaven!"

"Is someone Liang going to step on the head of the Holy One!"

The blood on Zhu Jiuci's face faded, and all his painstaking efforts in the past to win the altar have now become evidence of deceiving the emperor.

He wished him a long farewell—the son of the great general of the Northern Guo State, disregarding the way of heaven, spreading rumors, confusing the public, turning black and white, deceiving the innocent, holding gods with his bare hands, and arbitrarily suppressing the majesty of the emperor!

In any case, it is hard to say, but he still has a good reason for the matter of Da Si Le. After all, Ming Huang's imperial decree is still in the front hall for several cases.

But now, the matter of God-making has been uncovered, and the black and white words are clearly presented in the eyes of the world. The conclusive facts make him speechless. Once there is a decline, spread it all without mercy, let him fall into a bottomless hell, and never recover.

The fact is that, in order to praise Liang Zhaoge, he deceived the people of the whole capital, the officials of the court, and the Son of Heaven!He looked up at the stars day and night, copied tens of thousands of thin scrolls, and scattered them in the four corners of the capital one by one. The backyard of the building, the courtyard where the rumors were scattered away, he wrapped the letter paper around the peach blossom branches, and he ran to the Qingshui River to dig a heavy stone...

Everyone stretched out their arms and pointed at his nose and cursed. The familiar faces looked unfamiliar at this moment, with bloody mouths and disgusted eyes. Zhu Jiuci looked at them at a loss.

The spearhead turned to Liang Zhaoge, calling him a monster and shameless.

Zhu Jiu resigned, but to no avail.

He thought that he had changed everything, that everything would be different after giving Liang Zhaoge a glorious identity, but it turned out that nothing had changed, he was even smaller than before.In the face of the filthiness of the crowd, he didn't even have the courage to stand up and say a word——

He is my beloved...

There was a sudden commotion outside the crowd, Zhu Jiuci looked back and saw that little general Qu Jinghong had arrived at some point, and actually pushed back the crowd to rush in.

Zhu Jiuci suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He forgot that his most important friends were involved in the god-making back then!The only young general of the Northern Guo State, the son of the Minister of Rites, and the richest man in the Northern Guo State, Mr. Xia...

If this matter happens, it will implicate the entire family in the upper circle of the capital!

"Go away!" Zhu Jiuci yelled!

He could only yell in such an obscure way in Qu Jinghong's direction, he couldn't let others discover his friends, he still had to protect them!

The crowd was enraged by his disrespectful words, "Bah! It turns out that the little prince I have respected for more than ten years is just such a virtue!"

"Poor Duke I's fame is ruined!"

"How did you raise such an uneducated son!"

The crowd rushed up again violently, Zhu Jiuci had to retreat, the space under his feet became smaller and smaller, the cold wind blew, and his forehead was cold.

Suddenly a soft handkerchief brushed his temples, and the coolness was instantly wiped away. Zhu Jiuci raised his eyes, and Liang Zhaoge wiped his perspiration with the handkerchief.

Zhu Jiuci burst into tears: "Zhaoge..."

Liang Zhaoge brushed the end of his eyes lightly with his fingertips, "Xiao Jiu doesn't cry, the handkerchief for wiping sweat can't wipe away tears."

The veil flashed past his eyes, one side was snow-white, and peach blossoms were blooming.

It was the needle and thread under the lamp last night.

Zhu Jiuci pressed his hand, took off the handkerchief, carefully hid the peach blossom in the palm of his hand, feeling the fine stitches.

"Didn't you mean to give the embroidered handkerchief to the sweat boy?" Zhu Jiuci asked him.

There was a lot of voices around, but Liang Zhaoge's voice came clearly: "I'm not willing to give it to you, let me wipe the sweat for the young man."

The scene suddenly quieted down, Zhu Jiuci looked over in doubt, his eyes were blurred with tears, and he couldn't see the way ahead, only to feel that the officials in front of him gave way to an extremely wide road, and a touch of bright yellow gradually approached.

Zhu Jiuci hurriedly wiped away his tears, raised his eyes, ambergris lingered, Mei Xunxue stood in front of him and looked at him, and behind him the Duke stood with his head bowed.

"Zhu Aiqing didn't go for a long time, because she was surrounded by two children."

All the officials knelt down in fright, their backs shaking like chaff.

Mei Xunxue turned to face the officials and said, "Liang Sile was bestowed by me, and I also knew the divine edict back then."

A simple sentence made Baiguan's face turn pale, and a needle could be heard in front of Lingyin Temple.

Zhu Jiuci stood there in a daze, while Liang Zhaoge bowed and saluted at the side.

The chief eunuch said sharply, "Let's all go away!"

All the ministers retreated, and the high platform was silent.

The Duke of the State glared at Zhu Jiuci, followed the Holy Majesty to leave, and Qu Jinghong ran forward with an anxious face.

"It's all right, my lord," they said.

Mother said so, Qu Jinghong said so, and Liang Zhaoge said so.

Zhu Jiuci forgot how he got back, and fell into the couch, haunted by nightmares.