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

The two came out of the ancestral hall and returned to Zhu Jiuci's small courtyard to spend some time, and went to the front hall to have dinner with the Duke and Mrs. Guo at lunch time.

Meals in the Duke's Mansion are calculated according to the number of people. After Liang Zhaoge enters the mansion, he only needs to report the number of people to the dining room.

But the bad thing is that the guys in the dining room have only gender differences in their cognition of appetite.Knowing that a newcomer and a male gender has come to the Duke's Mansion, the ladies in the back kitchen unceremoniously added one according to the specifications of the soldiers.

Ever since, the Duke's Mansion had leftovers for the first time in 20 years.

Zhu Jiuci: "!"

Heavy rain is coming!

Life is charred!

Osmanthus cake, osmanthus cake, why do you look so round?

Jiangmitiao, Jiangmitiao, why are you not cute at all?

Zhu Jiuci swallowed a mouthful of rice with tears in his eyes, and watched Anian put another spoonful into his bowl.

Bang.

Zhu Jiuci fell on the table, "I really can't eat anymore."

Mrs. Guogong smiled and picked up a glutinous rice cake and put it in Zhu Jiuci's bowl, "The last one!"

"Mother..."

"eat."

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

The glutinous rice cake in front of him twisted his white and fat body and walked towards him with a grinning grin, but was caught away suddenly. Zhu Jiuci raised his eyes happily and saw Liang Zhaoge clinging to the jade chopsticks.

Grandpa Guo stopped him and said, "Mr. Qin is generous, you don't have to force it."

Niangqin: "But don't waste food."

Grandpa: "Give it to Xiao Jiu."

Holding up the chopsticks, Liang Zhaoge hesitated for a moment, glanced at the elder, reached out and fed the glutinous rice cakes into Zhu Jiuci's mouth.

Zhu Jiuci: "?"

What kind of human suffering is this!

After lunch, Zhu Jiuci couldn't move anymore, so he slowly walked to the big banyan tree with his waist supported. After a short rest, he simply sat down leaning against the tree trunk, squinting his eyes to bask in the sun.

Liang Zhaoge couldn't call him, so he had to go back to Xiyuan alone, holding the guqin and taking the pen and ink.

Seeing Liang Zhaoge playing the guqin at the stone table, Zhu Jiuci immediately became interested, climbed up the tree trunk, stood up, and sat down in front of the stone table.

"Start learning today?"

Liang Zhaoge glanced at Zhu Jiuci's stomach and shook his head.

The guqin was placed on one side, and Liang Zhaoge took a pen and paper and began to silently write the piano score.

Zhu Jiuci propped up his chin, plucked the strings with one hand, and chatted with Liang Zhaoge casually.

"Zhaoge, do you see that boulder in front of you?"

Liang Zhaoge stopped writing and followed Zhu Jiuci's gaze.

In the courtyard lies a huge boulder stretching out its arms, and its surface is restrained by rattan as thick as an arm.

"Why tie the rattan?"

Zhu Jiuci said: "A few days ago, my mother chopped it open with a knife. I wanted to give it up. Unfortunately, it seemed that something was pressing on the eye. I was afraid that Feng Shui would be damaged, so I had to tie it up with rattan temporarily and continue to use it."

Liang Zhaoge laughed, the breeze blew across the paper, and he stretched out his hand to press the paper, and his sleeves scattered on the stone table.

"Is it the young master who made the Duke's wife angry?"

"I was wronged! Someone bullied me, and my mother was so angry that I slashed the boulder with a knife to seek revenge from him."

Liang Zhaoge stopped writing and looked over, "Is there anyone in Beijing who dares to bully the young man?"

Zhu Jiuci grunted and glanced at him twice, thinking that you were the one who bullied him the most.

Fingertips slid across the strings, and three or two tones emerged.The sound quality of the piano is excellent, even if you fiddle with it casually, it is also clear and pleasant to the ear.

Zhu Jiuci felt the preciousness of the piano sound, and secretly poked and retracted his claws.

"Young master, do whatever you want." Liang Zhaoge lowered his head and wrote.

Zhu Jiucifu slapped his paw up again, "When I'm done practicing..."

"how?"

"Zhaoge, look at the sky."

Liang Zhaoge raised his head, a few kites flew by in the blue sky, with ribbons attached to their tails, curly and melodious, floating into the sky.

The air was still filled with the moisture after the heavy rain, and the colorful kites flew through the air, marching forward without fear.

The peach blossoms in the capital are gone, and spring has passed, but if the kite is still there, spring will still be there.

"You two, what are you looking up at?"

Zhu Jiuci looked over, and there was a person sitting opposite the stone table, holding a stack of red paper in his arms.

"Jiang Chengzi!"

"I've seen the young master, I've seen Mr. Qin." Jiang Chengzi cupped his hands.

After Liang Zhaoge returned the gift, he picked up the brush again and silently recited the piano score.

"What wind brought you here?" Zhu Jiuci reached for the red paper in his hand, but the latter dodged it.

Opening his mouth and smiling, he moved Zhu Jiuci to the side, and with a crooked tooth, he sang to Liang Zhao:

"Young master, can you tell me the horoscope of your birthday conveniently? I can help you figure it out later."

Zhu Jiuci got up and covered Jiang Chengzi's mouth, "No, no, don't listen to his nonsense!"

"This is my mouth that has knocked on the cassock, young master, don't touch it randomly." Kai Guangzui struggled while pushing the brush and red paper to Liang Zhaoge.

Taking advantage of the entanglement between the two, Liang Zhaoge smiled and put down the brush, handed the red paper to Jiang Chengzi, pulled the standing man back, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands.

"Hehe, hehe." The consecratory mouth stretched out the non-existent beard, "It's so wonderful!"

Zhu Jiuci leaned over, and Jiang Chengzi had already folded the red paper and put it in his arms.

"What did you figure out?"

"The heavenly secret must not be divulged, young master."

Zhu Jiuci stretched out his claws to snatch it, but Liang Zhaoge snatched it back.

"Hey! This is the famous Mr. Qin, right? Why is the young master sitting in someone's arms?" Xiao Cen appeared from nowhere, fanning his folding fan exaggeratedly.

Zhu Jiuci broke free and said with a blushing face, "What's the matter with you today, are you all here together?"

"Is it okay to visit?" Xiao Cen gave him a white look, then said to Liang Zhaoge respectfully, "I have heard of Mr. Qin's name for a long time, and I have admired Mr. Qin for a long time, can you take a moment to speak?"

Liang Zhaoge glanced at Zhu Jiuci, got up and followed Xiao Cen away.

Zhu Jiuci watched them disappear from sight, frowned and said to Jiang Chengzi, "What are you doing?"

"Hey." Jiang Chengzi picked up the folding fan that Xiao Cen had left behind, "Xiao Cen is a good boy, I'm afraid that his status will be lost."

"What status does he have?"

"Hiss, the third thief!"

Xiao Cen was the third child in his family, and the third most beautiful man in the capital, so he became acquainted with the third child and gave himself the nickname Thief Saner.

This kid is really smart. Although he has all the fame on the list, he cleverly escaped the flower attacks of all the girls in the capital.

There is only one wise thing to say about Zhu Jiuci.No matter how handsome Xiao Cen's face was, the girls in Beijing were really not interested in his reputation as the third thief, so they let him go, and went to harm the rest of the list of beautiful boys one by one.

"Then what is the relationship between Zhaoge and Xiao Cen's status?"

"Don't worry about the little grandpa, what good things he can have in his mind is nothing more than family routine." Kaiguang put down the folding fan, and changed his voice, "Look at the little grandpa, he has something on his mind."

Zhu Jiuci: "...It's a bit."

Zhu Jiuci leaned forward and whispered a few words in Jiang Chengzi's ear, Jiang Chengzi's expression changed drastically, and he pushed him away.

"This is not allowed! We juniors have no power, no power, no official position, where can I get it for you?"

Zhu Jiuci showed a malicious smile, "Isn't there still little General Qu?"

Zhu Jiuci and Xiao Cen and his like are unlearned and incompetent playboys in Beijing who are bluffing and deceiving. Except for Zhu Jiuci who has the status of a young master on his head, they are all without officials and positions. To put it bluntly, they are jobless vagrants.

But Little General Qu was different, he was a serious second-rank general of the Northern Guo Kingdom.

Although a small character is added, it is just a humble name. If you really care about the details, in terms of official positions, General Qu and Xiao Cen Zhujiu's resignation from their parents can be regarded as a generation.

"It's bad enough." Jiang Chengzi rubbed his chin.

"Little General Qu spends all day in the school grounds, so it's time to come out and experience the world."

With his mind over, Zhu Jiuci reached out his hand to Jiang Chengzi, "Take it out and let me have a look."

"No."

"I just take a look at the birthday, and I can't break the secret. Isn't that what you said, if you want to please a beauty, remember her birthday and so on."

Jiang Chengzi slapped his hand away, "Ask yourself. What kind of a hero is someone who tricked you out of someone else's mouth!"

evening.

Zhu Jiuci went to the dining room early to report for meals, and took a rest after eating only half a bowl of porridge.

It was only time for a cup of tea to lie down, and a person slipped into the bed in a daze.

"?"

"Zhaoge is scared."

Zhu Jiuci listened to the sound outside the window with his ears sideways, and it didn't seem to be raining.

Liang Zhaoge grabbed his sleeve and said aggrievedly, "There is no one in Xiyuan."

Hearing this, Zhu Jiuci felt a little overwhelmed. During the day, he ate too much, and he had long forgotten that he had promised to send servants to Liang Zhaoge last night.

Zhu Jiuci patted his head, "Light a candle?"

Liang Zhaoge stretched out his hands to wrap his arms around him, buried his face in his clothes, "No."

In the dead of night, there were occasional cuckoo cries outside the window.

"Zhaoge."

"Young master?"

"Are you scared?"

Liang Zhaoge nodded.

Zhu Jiuci frowned, his thoughts drifted far away, and the thoughts in his heart deepened.

I don't know if General Qu can do it.

"Young master, is there something on your mind?"

"No, no."

Zhu Jiuci lay on his side, looking for Liang Zhaoge's eyebrows in the dark.

In the dark night, only the man's phoenix eyes were faintly shining.Suddenly, a pair of cold hands covered his eyes, blocking his vision.

"Young master, don't look at it."

Zhu Jiuci pulled his hand away and closed his eyes.

"By the way, what did Xiao Cen ask you to say during the day?"

"Xiao Shizi asked me to eat less."

Zhu Jiuci opened his eyes: "???"

Three hours ago.

Liang Zhaoge followed Xiao Cen to the back of the flower bed, and the branches of the tree obscured the figures of the two of them.

The bushes were not dense, and Zhu Jiuci could be vaguely seen from the gap in the distance sitting at the stone table and talking to Jiang Chengzi's ear.

Liang Zhaoge frowned.

"Master Liang?"

Liang Zhaoge came back to his senses and said apologetically, "Please speak, Mr. Xiao."

"Brother Liang!" Xiao Cen grabbed his sleeve, patted the back of his hand through the cloud sleeve, and said with an old father look on his face, "I see that you have a slim figure, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and you are the most beautiful man in the capital. But you must listen to my advice."

Behind the tree shadow, Zhu Jiuci grabbed Jiang Chengzi's hand.

Liang Zhaoge's eyes trembled.

"Man!" Xiao Cen's voice dragged him back.

Liang Zhaoge fixed his gaze, only to see Xiao Cen pulling up his sleeves again, "If you become a family, you will definitely get fat. You must persevere! If I fall off the list of beautiful men, then I will not be the third child of ten thousand years." Already!"

Liang Zhaoge: "..."

"Xiao has thanked Mr. Liang here, you must have the spirit of a dragon and a horse, and you will always be young."

"Eat less? How can I do that!" Zhu Jiuci was indignant, and it turned out that Xiao Cen had nothing good in his mind.

"Don't listen to him?" Liang Zhaoge said with a smile.

"If you don't listen or don't listen, Xiao Cen has never been at ease."

Just as he was talking, his hand was grabbed by Liang Zhaoge, and the man closed his ear, and the warm breath sprayed into the ear, with a slight numbness.

"Good night, little grandpa."