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

Since it is said that a god came to the capital, the inside and outside of the capital has taken on a new look.From the beggars in Kuanzhai Hutong to the bell ringer in the Drum Tower, from the buddies in Dexing Teahouse to the officials in the Yamen, all of them are red and smiling, and they are full of good luck from the inside out.

Uncle Li in Pen'er Hutong lost a cat last month. He was sad and gave up, but he didn't give up looking for it a few days ago, and he found it under the willow tree at the entrance of Banbuqiao Hutong, a step away.

Sunji Iron Shop has been working on making the antique Ganjiang Moxie sword. It has been polished for three years without success. It was originally given up in February this year. After borrowing the golden rain, the shopkeeper Sun took out the scrap iron and remelted it again. There is actually a hidden sword. trend.

"Young master, you should also be serious, so you won't be afraid of causing trouble." Xiao Cen raised his head and took a sip of tea, and said angrily at Zhu Jiuci.

"It seems that nothing has happened so far." The culprit himself has no shame.

Jiang Chengzi took Xiao Cen's teacup and refilled him with tea, "I don't even think about who the young master is, who can do things that he is not sure about? Back then, he could accurately count the horses across the street without hurting anyone. On this point , I open my mouth and bow down."

"Don't dare, the title of opening mouth is still yours." Zhu Jiuci cupped his hands at him.

On the second floor of the teahouse, a few young men in black cloth clothes came up and sat down at the next table carelessly taking off their robes.

"Have you heard that the sick young man in Guozi Lane was carrying golden water to the pharmacy to get medicine, and met two bullies on the way. He took a sip of golden water, beat and kicked the two bullies, and dragged them directly to the gate of the yamen."

"This golden rain is really mysterious!" Another person paused and said, "Are you sure it's true? It's hard to believe that a sick man can fight."

"Hey, among the onlookers was my distant nephew, who said that one of the bullies had three scars on his face. That man had just been released from prison, but this time he went in again, and he was severely beaten, and he was left with only one breath. It’s hanging, it’s estimated that after a while…”

Xiao Cen heard the heated conversation at the opposite table, turned around and said goodbye to Zhu Jiu: "Young Master, did you really accomplish something good?"

Zhu Jiuci was also listening to the conversation of the people at the table, and lowered his eyelashes slightly, "I dare not take the credit, I deserve what I deserve."

Xiao Cen stretched out his hand and pushed the snack plate to the center of the table, stretched out his arms and gathered their shoulders together, and said in a low voice: "It's strange to say, we all know the inside story, you and I know whether there are gods or not, but Why do the people seem to have changed, as if they were really lucky."

Opening his mouth pretending to be mysterious, he rubbed his chin, "This is where you are inferior to the young man. The little man has figured this out."

"Which point?"

"How powerful the human heart is."

It was still early in the day after leaving the teahouse, so Zhu Jiuci turned to the magnificent Xia Mansion, where he collected ten mahogany boxes carved with lacquer flowers and birds from Fatty Mo.

Fatty Mo carried two volumes of books in his arms, and followed Zhu Jiuci, urging all the servants in the mansion to carry ten red boxes to the Duke's Mansion.

When the large group of people entered the Duke's mansion, the concierge was really taken aback.The box was made of solid wood and weighed under extreme pressure. It took two strong servants to lift it up. When the porter opened the door, he almost rushed back to the inner courtyard to invite the Duke out of the house, for fear that his little grandfather would cause some trouble again.

The mahogany boxes were moved into Zhu Jiuci's small courtyard one after another, but he himself sat down at the gate of the Duke's mansion. He didn't dislike being dirty, and sat directly on the steps in front of the mansion with a small wooden basket beside him.

Xia Ziyou looked for a shady place next to Zhu Jiuci, obediently put down the ponytail, and sat on it with his chubby body.

"Why doesn't my little father-in-law want a deep box, but choose this flat and shallow mahogany box?"

Zhu Jiuci took a meaningful look at the mansion, "Shallow-bottomed ones have a reason for their existence."

Xia Ziyou propped up the chubby hand and nodded, half understanding.

"Why doesn't the little prince go to the mansion? Could it be the prince of the country..."

"Cough, of course not." Zhu Jiuci turned his head to look at the street, "Look."

Fatty Mo sat on the pony saddle and tried his best to lean forward. When he saw the scene at the intersection, his round eyes almost stared out to the roundest extent in his life.

At the end of the long street, there was a lot of voices.

A large group of people who came from nowhere and held the menacing style of a guy lined up towards the Duke's Mansion.

Dust kicked up under the feet, and it was quite spectacular.

Zhu Jiuci said to Xia Ziyou expressionlessly: "People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong."

Fatty Mo: "..."

Ever since the people in the capital knew that Zhu Jiuci was entrusted in a dream by the gods, people all over the capital were discussing where the gods fell.The only person chosen by the gods is naturally the target of the crowd's siege.

After the day of red rain, the gate of the Duke's Mansion was almost broken down. Everyone from ordinary people to court officials wanted to know who the god was.

So people spontaneously brought their tributes into the Duke's Mansion, begging the little Duke to tell him something.

The crowd approached with steps, and the dust rolled towards them.

The leader is known as the first bully of the West Street, and his name is Wang Er.Xia Ziyou watched helplessly as the legendary overlord slipped and knelt down in front of Zhu Jiuci, holding up a few ingots of silver with both hands, "The believer would like to ask the little prince to give the dreamer a side."

Zhu Jiuci turned to Fatty Mo's ear and asked, "How is this person?"

"Not perfect." Xia Ziyou commented seriously.

Zhu Jiuci nodded, and said to Wang Er: "The fate has not yet come, next one."

Xijie Yiba left crying with empty hands.

Xia Ziyou looked in shock at the man who was so vicious just now, and suddenly realized what a tyrant on West Street is, our little father-in-law is a tyrant in the capital.

Zhu Jiuci weighed the silver in his hand and threw it into the basket next to him.

Xia Ziyou frowned. This small basket was much deeper than the mahogany box he brought.

Zhu Jiuci sat in front of his house with Xia Ziyou on his arm, happily collecting money.

Xia Ziyou gradually discovered that Zhu Jiuci's expression remained the same when he put away the money for those who were closer to evil in the evaluation level he gave of good and evil.If the visitor is a sincere and kind-hearted commoner, Zhu Jiuci will either not accept it, or leave eggs, melons and fruits, and return a few large strings of copper coins.

Xia Ziyou, who had never done this kind of robbery before, wrinkled his face. He really didn't know whether he was helping the evildoers, or doing chivalry to rob the rich and help the poor.

He cautiously leaned behind Zhu Jiuci, and seeing a lot of silver taels and gold jewels accumulated in the small basket, Xia Ziyou silently concluded that he was helping the evildoers to oppress the poor and stealing from the rich to help the poor.

As the sun was setting, Zhu Jiuci stretched his waist and stood up, and picked up Fatty Mo, who was full of fright, "Come into the house and sit down... what is your expression?"

Fatty Mo raised his head pitifully, pointed at the small basket with a fingertip, "We didn't commit a crime, did we?"

Zhu Jiuci laughed, "No."

When Xia Ziyou followed Zhu Jiuci all the way into the Duke's mansion, and went to the treasury instead of the little prince's courtyard, Xia Ziyou knew that he had made the most regrettable move in his life.

If time could be turned back, he would definitely refuse the bandit's invitation, pick up his cute pony and leave without looking back.

The bandit Zhu Jiuci squatted on the ground without any image, in front of him was a pile of gold and silver like a hill.

Gold and silver, silver and gold.

Xia Ziyou felt that he was not far from the stone lion in the yamen.

Even if this is your own treasury, you can't enter it at will...

He turned his head silently, the warehouse door was wide open to both sides miserably, the bright sunlight outside came in, a broken lock fell on the ground, and a sledgehammer lay beside it.

He remembered this sledgehammer clearly, it was Wu Hammer from the 33rd Square of East Street who "sang tribute".

If time could be turned back, he would definitely make an evaluation of Wu Hammer as the greatest benevolent person in the world, and let him leave safely with Hammer.

Xia Ziyou turned back his eyes silently with tears in his eyes. The bandit picked up his small basket and buckled it on the ground. All the gold, silver and jewels were scattered out with a splash. He weighed everything in his hands and threw them into the warehouse pile. Come back and throw it into the empty little basket.

The bandit smiled and turned his head, "This is a crime. Money laundering."

Fatty Mo fell down, "What... mean?"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

Fatty Mo: "..."

The world goes round and round, probably fate is also a reincarnation.

Thirteen years ago, the six-year-old little father-in-law rode his horse across the street, leaving an indelible shadow on the older generation. April 13 became a special day, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people along with the festive celebration.

He never expected that today, 13 years later, on April [-]th, the little father-in-law would make a comeback.

According to Doufu Chen's real-time broadcast, it can be said that "people are not as good as the sky, and the sky is not as good as going out to read the almanac, and it is better to fall asleep while watching the almanac."

To say how spectacular that day was, if you were lucky enough to stand at the west end of the downtown street and look eastward, at the far end, people’s heads were shaking like mountains and seas, and hundreds of people were stepping in unison, and the momentum spread throughout the entire street .

When the young man led two hundred strong men into the downtown area, the common people looked back along the way they came, and the endless dowry gift winded into a sea of ​​red, with no end in sight. Ten miles of red silk was obstructed, and eight horses could run across it. The downtown street of the horse sedan chair.

It was not Zhu Jiuci's wish to make such a big noise, but he was carrying ten boxes of gold, and he was really worried that something would happen on the way, so he had to hire several guards.

He handed over the task of escort to little Anian, and when he went out, he saw that the long street in front of the Duke's Mansion was already crowded with muscular and strong men.There was no way to change people temporarily, so I had to bite the bullet and come out.

Yes, Zhu Jiuci came to redeem Liang Zhaoge with gold on his shoulders.

He didn't intend to worry about when the last peach blossom would fall, that was completely metaphysics, after thinking about it, he might as well go straight into the red square with the gold on his back, and bring people back directly.

Zhu Jiuci climbed to the second floor of Linglong Pavilion, behind him carved mahogany boxes filled with gold meandered from the stairs to the lobby of Red Square, and lined up outside the door.

Fanning the red silk, Liu Niang rushed to Zhu Jiuci with a red face, "Oh, my little prince! I don't know how lucky Red Square is to attract you!"

Zhu Jiuci's face was serious, and he put on the posture of a little prince, "Stop talking nonsense, I will take the money away."

"Okay, okay," Liu Niang's face was almost smiling, and she clapped her hands happily, "Hey, our Zhao Geer is the most beautiful in Beijing..." Liu Niang's voice gradually weakened, and she watched the people in front of her getting more and more beautiful. With a more serious face, she swallowed tremblingly and said, "Zhao and Zhao Ge'er's worth must be calculated in detail for you! We can't let the little prince suffer, can we?"

Zhu Jiuci broke out in a cold sweat behind his back, he didn't need Liu Niang to figure him out, after all, he was the man who held the script.

Liang Zhaoge is worth ten boxes of gold.Not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary merchants and officials, that amount is unattainable in a lifetime.

Zhu Jiuci was not afraid of the wind and the sun to earn money by setting up a stall on the downtown street. In addition, he made a lot of money at the gate of the Duke's mansion with the help of demons, ghosts and gods a few days ago. In total, he only saved up to three boxes all.

As for being able to drag out the ten-mile long team behind, it was all thanks to the Xia Mansion's wide wooden shallow-bottomed mahogany boxes, who divided the three boxes of gold into teams of a hundred people.

Zhu Jiuci's strategy today is to show off first, then give him a piece of candy, and finally trick Liu Niang into letting him pay the mortgage.

Liu Niang reappeared at the stairs with her fat body twisted and holding a huge abacus.

"It's figured out, it's figured out, little prince!"

Zhu Jiuci made a bad face, "Say it quickly! I'm waiting to hug someone!"

Liu Niang shielded the red silk from the side, and made a gesture to Zhu Jiuci.

Zhu Jiuci's face darkened, and Liu Niang staggered back a few steps in fright.

"Two...twenty boxes?" Zhu Jiuci couldn't believe it.

I'm afraid it's not a black shop!How can you double it at will!

"Hey, two boxes, my grandpa!"

Zhu Jiuci was taken aback for a moment, this is not just enough, it is even rich!Happiness came so suddenly, Zhu Jiuci blurted out: "So cheap?"

The wooden door squeaked behind him, Zhu Jiuci turned around, Liang Zhaoge walked out of the door and looked down at him.

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

It seems that I said the wrong thing.

The author has something to say: Liang Zhaoge: Thank you all the people in the capital for sending money.

Congratulations:? !

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According to "box" as the unit of measurement, Hongfang rules. [dog head]