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

On March [-]rd, when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, little general Qu Jinghong walked out of the school grounds and walked into the streets and alleys of the capital for an unprecedented time.This is one of the few days when the little general who is famous for his sword idiot leaves the school grounds.

When passing by a peach blossom tree, he stopped, stretched out his hand to catch a falling peach blossom, and put it in his arms carefully.

The breeze blew, and the high ponytail swayed in front of him. He raised his head, and his black hair was thrown back again.

Little General Qu Jinghong was born beautiful, but it was not the youthful beauty of youthful vigor and handsomeness, but the beauty with soft lines and faint femininity.Even if she is dressed in tough clothes, she can't suppress the soft and beautiful appearance in her bones.However, Little General Qu was completely unaware of his own beauty. He spent all year round in the school grounds, exposed to the wind and sun, holding a dozen of his favorite swords and practicing against the empty ground day after day.

Little General Qu Jinghong was brought up by Old Master Zhu, and he practiced the Hong-style swordsmanship of Jingzhong, which is somewhat similar to Old Master Zhu's scimitar style. Because of this, although Qu Jinghong is good at speed and dexterity His sword is strong and powerful, and victory is determined by strength.

Many people who saw the little general for the first time couldn't connect him with the soldiers who killed the enemy with iron and blood on the battlefield. They didn't intend to discriminate, but the contrast was too stark.

Qu Jinghong collected the peach petals, and turned north into a narrow alley in a familiar way.Coincidentally, Zhu Jiuci and his gang, two lanes away from him, were having a lively fight.

"Joke, is there anyone who can't catch up with the little prince?" Xiao Cen circled Zhu Jiuci twice with his arms folded, and saw that Zhu Jiuci's whole body was not fake, so he sighed, "The teahouse at Houmen Bridge , walking?"

Zhu Jiuci glanced at him and nodded.

Jiang Chengzi, who opened his mouth, grabbed Fatty Mo and emerged from the alley, put his arms around Zhu Jiuci's shoulders and carried him to the side, and shouted at Xiao Cen, "You are a soldier, how do you know this, don't give people bad ideas."

Xiao Cen became anxious when he heard that, he drew the knife on his waist and slashed forward, "What are you calling me!"

Xiao Cen, the second son of the well-known hussar general of the Northern Guo Kingdom, like the young master, spends his days fooling around, and what he dislikes the most is going to the school field for training.But Xiao Cen was not as lucky as the little father-in-law, he couldn't do whatever he wanted, so he was caught by his father to practice in the school for seven hours almost every day.

Therefore, what annoys him the most is that others associate him with the army. If he is caught in a bad situation, he will have to make the other party take back his words even if he fights to the death.

Fatty Mo was holding the book and reading it alone, and was accidentally injured by two people who were killing and chopping at the side. He put the book in his arms and looked up, shaking his head, "It's from the same root, so why bother with each other?"

Xiao Cen looked over during the fight, "Fatty, read less books, people are stupid, this poem is not used in this way."

Taking advantage of this, the open mouth escaped from the attack and ran behind Zhu Jiuci, and said to Fatty Mo, "Don't talk about the birds, I didn't see that the little prince is all wilted. If the peach blossoms in March in Beijing are gone, everyone It was you who nagged me."

Fatty Mo shut his mouth, took out the scroll he had protected in his arms, and buried him in it again.

"By the way, young master, are you really determined to catch him?" Kai Guang couldn't relax his mouth, his right hand hid in his sleeve and began to calculate again.

Zhu Jiuci lifted up the sleeves of the open mouth expressionlessly, and opened the mouth with a smile, "No, tell me a word, and we can help you with an idea! If you are really determined, how do you say that?" coming..."

Fatty Mo raised his head from the book: "Isn't it all broken..."

"Hey, that's right," he said with a light mouth, "The bastard eats the weight, and he is determined."

Fatty Mo: "?" It seemed that he didn't mean that.

Zhu Jiuci shook his head, he didn't know what to do at this time.Reversing the original work seems to have no effect, and I don't know when Liang Zhaoge will get bored.

"Don't think about it, what problems can't be solved after three bowls of tea in the teahouse?" Xiao Cen walked over and pulled the consecratory mouth aside, pushing Zhu Jiuci's back and walking forward.

Kai Guangzui raised his head to look at the peach blossom tree, and clicked his tongue, "Peach Blossom, this is fate."

When the three of them turned around the Kuanzhai Alley, they ran into Little General Qu head-on. For a moment, Xiao Cen couldn't believe his eyes that such a diligent person would put down his training and wander around in this alley on this sunny noon.

"God, I have to see if the sun is coming out from the west." Xiao Cen raised his head, the midday sun was hanging directly on top of his head, and he couldn't tell the direction. From the west."

Qu Jinghong ignored Xiao Cen's gossip, the two of them often trained in the same school and knew each other very well, bickering with this guy was a waste of time.The little general turned to greet Zhu Jiuci and them politely, "Young master, Mr. Jiang, Mr. Xia."

Opening his mouth, he picked up Fatty Mo from the book, cupped his hands and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you, the little general is here to eat peach blossom cakes?"

Zhu Jiuci finally remembered who this was.

As for the little general Qu Jinghong who loves swords like his life, besides practicing swords, the worldly affairs are just passing by for him, and he lives like a life without desires and desires.But for such an extremely boring person, he can take a bite of peach blossom cake alone.

Every year when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, I go to this peach blossom shop in central Beijing, order three peach blossom cakes, a pot of tea, and sit for half an hour.

Zhu Jiuci and the others didn't plan to go to the teahouse anymore, they followed Qu Jinghong to the Peach Blossom Shop.

"Here again?" The old woman in the shop wiped her hands with her apron, and said to Qu Jinghong and the others.

Fatty Mo suddenly put away the book, ran to his companion, took out the money bag and put it on the table, wishing he could give the whole bag to the old woman.

"Grandma, peach blossom cake and honey tea."

The rest of the people have long been accustomed to this, and each went to get a round table and small stools, placed them in front of the shop and sat down.

When the group of them came out to eat, drink and have fun, Fatty Mo paid for them all.The main reason was that Fatty Mo's father, Mr. Xia Jinyu, had to ask how much his precious son had spent every day.

Every time Fatty Mo answers "Three Letters", "Nine Money" and "Eighteen Letters", Mr. Xia Jinyu really wants to do a blood test. How can he raise such a wealthy businessman who can't spend money? son!

So Mr. Xia made a rule that he is not allowed to enter the house without spending a full bag of money.

Fatty Mo really has nothing to spend besides buying books and pens and inks, so he completes the KPI set by his father by wishing them a long time every day.

When the hot peach cake was served, Zhu Jiuci's eyes lit up. The puff pastry was filled with petals. It was sweet and not greasy.This peach cake is really worthy of the little general putting down his favorite sword to eat it once.

This peach blossom cake is actually a famous snack in the south of Beiguo State, which is rare in the north.The owner of the small shop that Qu Jinghong often came to came to Beijing from the south.It is said that the grandma's son moved to Beijing with him on business. The grandma couldn't bear the fact that the child could not eat a bite of hometown food all year round, so she secretly followed the child into Beijing with the whole family on her shoulders.

Grandma kept a low profile and didn't dare to cause trouble for her son, so after many years in Beijing, no one knew which official Grandma's son was in Beijing, and few people went to search for it, just because Grandma's authentic peach blossom cakes comforted her Many southern wanderers who moved north.

Qu Jinghong took over the steaming peach blossom cake, showing a rare smile, how can he get rid of the taste of his hometown.

"Thieves three, look at his little general, it is rare to meet an opponent in Beijing, and you practice day after day in the school grounds, and you have never seen anyone you can beat. Don't embarrass our brother!" If you can’t be free, start talking when you have free time.

"Get out. If you say that you are the second and no one can be the first." Xiao Cen took out a peach blossom cake from the drawer, and it was so hot that it turned over in his hands several times.

Opening his mouth, he stretched out his hand and began to count: "No, no, there is still a little prince."

Zhu Jiuci held the honey tea and said: "No, you two fight, don't get involved with me."

"There's no one who can use the young master to block the sword, you can really do it." Xiao Cen swallowed a mouthful of pancakes with open teeth and claws, raised his head straight from the heat, and turned to Qu Jinghong and said, "Aren't you tired of eating?"

Qu Jinghong shook his head, still eating the peach blossom cake quietly, the place where the handle was held was lined with soft leaves.

"Damn, why weren't you so gentle on the school grounds." Xiao Cen glanced at him in disgust, then turned his gaze back to his peach cake, and took a few bites.

The peach blossoms are sweet and fragrant, with an attractive pink color hanging from them.It was rare for Zhu Jiuci to be so greedy, so he swallowed another mouthful.Suddenly, an inspiration flashed, Liang Zhaoge seemed to be from the south, so does he also like to eat this flower cake?

"I'll go, what is the young man thinking?" Xiao Cen saw Zhu Jiuci's strange smile in the blink of an eye after eating the peach blossom cake.

The rest of the people in the room, including Fatty Mo, looked up, opened their mouths and opened their eyes immediately, raised their hands and started counting, "Tsk, interesting and interesting."

"Stop making trouble." Zhu Jiuci smiled vaguely.

At the end of the day, after saying goodbye to all the friends, Zhu Jiuci sneaked to Grandma's again to buy two trays of steaming peach blossom cakes, and asked Grandma to find a food box from the food cabinet to pack the peach blossom cakes. go in.Solemnly thanked Grandma, Zhu Jiuci took the food box and went to Red Square.

When we arrived, it was completely dark.The front door of the band was wide open, and the lights were shining through it. On the stage, you could vaguely see Le Niang and the musicians sitting with their instruments in their arms.

Zhu Jiuci finally entered the red square in a fair manner. No one stopped him along the way, and he went straight to the second floor.

The sweetness of the peach blossom cake came out of the food box in bursts, and Zhu Jiuci felt that his right hand and cuffs were all covered with the fragrance of peach blossoms.He walked all the way along the corridor, and the door of Liang Zhaoge's room was open.

Just right, give me a surprise.

When Zhu Jiuci stepped into the door carrying a food box, Liang Zhaoge was sitting in the soft chair in the middle of the room, with a scarf covering his face, and holding a fire folder at his fingertips, quietly resting on top of the brazier.

Liang Zhaoge turned his face and saw Zhu Jiuci. There was a moment of silence. He let go of his fingertips, and the torch fell into the brazier. The tongue of the flame immediately engulfed the contents of the brazier. There was a crackling sound, and soon black smoke came out. It came out with a disgusting burnt smell.

The fire is bright and bright, reflecting the white gauze flickeringly.Liang Zhaoge showed no expression, just sat there with a cold face, watching Zhu Jiuci.

The food box fell to the ground suddenly, and the peach blossom cake fell out. The soft layer seemed to be a defect at this moment, and it shattered into powder as soon as it touched the ground, leaving a mess on the ground.Zhu Jiuci stood stiffly on the spot, unaware that the baby food box in his hand had fallen, he only felt the chill creeping up from behind his spine, enveloping his whole body.

He saw that in the brazier was a dead mouse covered in blood.

"Little Grandpa." Behind the flames and black smoke was Liang Zhaoge's face, and his voice didn't fluctuate.

His upturned phoenix eyes were blood-red by the flames. Under the veil, he seemed to be laughing, showing some teeth, satisfied.

Liang Zhaoge scanned the food box on the ground with his eyes, and turned to stare at Zhu Jiuci's face all the way up.He stood up gracefully, with the hem of his clothes swaying to the ground, undulating slowly with his steps.

Zhu Jiuci's whole body tensed up, and he staggered a few steps back, but his back suddenly hit the door.

When did the door close?