I just want salty fish [Transmigration Book]

Hearing a clattering sound, Yuan Ming lost his grip and suddenly poured too much. The small wooden barrel creaked and couldn't bear it, and it poured down instantly—the light rain in the house turned to heavy rain, and it turned into a heavy rainstorm.

Bad thing!

Yuan Ming lay on the back of the crack and looked in, wondering if His Highness's umbrella was held firmly or not, and how he was sleeping.

He poked his head out to look down again, only to see His Majesty standing under the room with arms folded and a cold face.

"Only your master is in the house, you go in and get an umbrella for him."

The Holy Majesty immediately turned around and led the horse out of the courtyard gate.

"It's my idea, don't blame His Highness, His Highness doesn't know." Yuan Ming was so frightened that he threw the barrel and turned to leave the room, anxious to keep him.

Ji Zheng was not used to saying goodbye, let alone wanting to be left behind, so he ran out impulsively, and saw that it was already late at night, the doors of all the inns and folk houses were closed, and each had its own family life.

He had nowhere to go, he touched the inner pocket of his sleeve, and there was a crumpled piece of paper, which was handed to him by the little doctor that day, an invitation card from Jia Wanshan, Ouhualou - a good place for singing and dancing at night without worry .

Although the date for the invitation has passed, Ji Zheng still went. As soon as he stopped and knocked on the door, before explaining the reason, the mother inside came out, looked up and down, and sized Ji Zheng up and down. At the end, he said in a strange voice Well, all the people from Jiawanshan boarded the boat together, why did you lose one of them.

on board?The Ouhua Tower was built right next to the water, and there was no need for my mother to point it out. There was only one boat parked in the waterway, five feet long, three feet wide, and two stories high. There were no colorful lights from the boats on weekdays, singing and dancing.The boat was silently hidden in the night, only four big red lanterns were hung at the front and back, reflecting through the bottom of the water, as if the fire had burned half of the river.

"Boss Jia." Ji Zheng boarded the deck, entered the painting boat and walked towards the only room with lights on, with a forced and tired smile, which seemed somewhat social.

When he got closer, he saw that the room was crowded with men and women, but everyone stood quietly and quietly.

Jia Wanshan turned his head when he heard the sound, first squinted his eyes and looked at him fixedly, hooked the corners of his mouth, his expression was a little strange and surprised, then he laughed loudly, and invited him in, yin and yang said strangely: "Why did I suddenly want to find him today, I I thought the young master would look down on rural marketers like us, so he didn't want to come and go."

"How come."

At this moment, quite a number of simple-clad but robust attendants appeared out of nowhere and stopped at the door, Jia Wanshan impatiently took out a card and waved it in front of them before taking it back, "The guest I invited. "

But those attendants didn't look at the badge at all, they stared at Ji Zheng one by one, showing surprise, looked at each other and didn't know what to do, and finally backed away.

"Boss Jia invited me because there is still business to do?" Ji Zheng cut to the point and didn't want to chat with him. He just had nowhere to go tonight to distract his attention.

"Can't you invite Mr. Zheng to drink if you don't have business?" Jia Wanshan sat on the chair next to him, stared at him and smiled, seeing that Ji Zheng didn't give him any face, he put away his expression resentfully, and said directly, "Actually, everyone in Wuzhou has heard of Mr. Zheng." It's unusual, as long as you are willing to show up, you will be able to pick out what the palace likes, and if you hit it right, no matter what kind of fabric or tea you collect, if you resell it in the capital, the price will double."

"It's not that exaggerated." Ji Zheng sat on the mahogany chair with his legs crossed, unmoved, "Besides, I've already ordered your silk and satin. Even if you let go of the production of those few samples, how many are produced in the city? How much do you charge?"

"Yes, yes." Jia Wanshan's expression changed again when he heard this, his eyes were fixed, but he still didn't move away from him, "Then how do you look today?"

Ji Zheng waited for him to present the cloth, but he didn't expect him to clap his hands directly, and asked those colorful boys and girls to come to him in turn.

"See how these can reconcile the hearts of those two in the palace."

Ji Zheng frowned, a little puzzled, but got up and went among them, patiently twisted the fabrics on them with his fingertips and tried, "Isn't this all...?" They were all the materials he had already selected that day .

"The materials are all good materials, so what about this person... Let me see, which one is the favorite in the palace?"

"It is said that the little emperor is still on the loose. Even at this age, he will not be able to act as a human being. Who does not curry favor with the shouting sage behind his back? It will be a matter of time before he ascends the throne. You can see which one the prince likes the most. "

Ji Zheng's back felt cold, and then he looked at the beautiful faces around him. Both men and women had red lips, white teeth, and willow eyebrows.

He didn't know what to think of, and suddenly felt nauseous, his stomach churned, "Excuse me, I'll leave it to you to choose."

When he was walking out of the crowd, he passed a girl sideways, and Jia Wanshan immediately grabbed the girl, "The one who likes this? Isn't that right...the one who is good is masculine."

"The folks are not surprised. Isn't he, Prince Jing, very capable? The royal family killed him 300 people. He frightened the sick queen mother and sealed the whole house of the Marquis. How come he is soft on the little emperor who has no hair yet?" Now, learn to be good, and be willing to keep low and be small."

Jia Wanshan's expression became more and more sarcasm: "The emperor is lying in the coffin and he is not called emperor, heh, if people don't call him holy, what is he trying to endure humiliation for half his life?"

He suddenly laughed a few times: "Who would have guessed that he, a famous and talented minister in the capital, is actually an infatuated lunatic who falls in love with his enemies and covets the emperor."

His eyes fell on Ji Zheng again, and he said softly: "Mr. Zheng, you can't even see what kind of person he likes. This time, only I, Jia Shi, can guess. Don't worry, you look like this, with white teeth and blue eyebrows. The high-spirited one is probably much more likable than that sickly boy. Send this wide willow branch waist to that person's couch, so that he will forget his past worries..."

"Take your hand away."

But Jia Wanshan was fascinated, obviously insane, Ji Zheng kicked him several times and knocked him down completely, he still didn't forget to grab the hem of the robe, gritted his teeth and refused to let go Ji Zheng walked away, "Is my mother treating you badly? You are a small trader who wanders the rivers and lakes, a beggar and liar who is deceived, and if you enter the palace to be a side concubine for the prince, that is a flattery for you. You may fly to the branch one day." I still have to feel my head..."

He suddenly fell silent, his eyes drifted past Ji Zheng to the back, "Holy...?"

Jia Wanshan rolled his eyes, slapped himself, and laughed, "Oh, my lord, isn't this a coincidence, isn't it?"

He gave Ji Zheng a ambiguous wink, and suddenly pushed Ji Zheng forward, "I'm not going to introduce you to a wonderful person. This young master Zheng is the most beautiful celebrity in Wuzhou."

He didn't see any expression on the prince's face, and the blind eyes covered with white cloth probably couldn't appreciate the beauty of this wonderful person, but he watched the prince stretch out his hand to hug the young man, and he held it tightly. Yes, carefully, at first glance, it looks like you can't put it down.

Got it!

Jia Wanshan laughed so much that his whole face couldn't fit, and he kept rubbing his hands in his arms excitedly.He didn't expect it to be so smooth before, and he was still worried whether the prince would refuse to ask for a cheap substitute. What kind of bullshit feelings now seem to be!A hero is sad when a beauty passes, or a man knows a man best.

Just as he was still secretly thinking about the reward, he saw the young man kicking on the prince's robe mercilessly with the same kick he had just kicked.

"Put me down."

Jia Wanshan:? ?

This little ancestor? ?

"hurry up."

Startled, Jia Wanshan was shocked.

He just stared dumbfounded at the young man courting death, and even began to worry that he would be implicated if the prince got angry later.

The prince was finally willing to let go, and put the irascible ancestor on the ground, but instead of rushing to pounce on his clothes, he lowered his body to straighten the hem of the other party's clothes, wiped the soles of his boots, "My lord, don't step on the dirt!" shoes."

Jia Wanshan looked at this infatuated lunatic who was sympathetic to love and cherish jade, and was completely stunned. He spent half a cup of tea before he could figure out a word.

Your Majesty?

What did he say just now?

Who is the Holy One?

Where is the Holy One?

"He... called you His Majesty?"

"What's the matter, are you dissatisfied?" The little boy raised his head and looked at him with his chin, his eyes full of coldness.

Jia Wanshan subconsciously took half a step back.

The little prince's clothes swept out from the prince's face, he folded his arms to clear the distance, turned his face away and changed his expression again, and said sullenly: "You just want him to see my jokes to be satisfied?"

Jia Wanshan:? ?What do I see me? ?

The prince turned his face around, and seemed to have finally noticed his existence, "This one, His Majesty won't let you see it, please go back."

Jia Wanshan replied hesitantly a few times, still in a daze, lowered his head and wanted to get out through the crack of the door beside the two of them.

A hand was stretched out to stop him, and he said gently: "Let's go through the window, it's a courtesy."

……

The beautiful boys and girls were dispersed from the boat, and Jia Wanshan was thrown into the dark canal through the window by the attendants, and the house was emptied.

Ming Ciyue stood behind him, "Okay, he can't see now."

"You can't see it either?"

Ming Ci Yue paused, then nodded: "Well, I can't see either."

Ming Ci Yue called the attendant to hand over a cup of wine, and the poured liquid was dark red, "This place is too far away from the residence of the Holy Majesty, the Majesty will rest for the time being tonight, wait for the boat to take a walk, and give the Majesty another bottle of wine in the early morning of the next day." Just a small boat, floating along the small river, will naturally be able to go home."

"how about you?"

"...The minister is guarding the door of Shengshang, not going anywhere."

The string snapped with such a sudden bang.

Ji Zheng didn't wait for Ming Ciyue to react, he stepped forward and drank the glass of wine, the porcelain shattered to the ground, "Is it all right, did your wish come true?" He began to cry.

"You just want me to gouge out your eyes and eat your blood. I'm going to leave. I don't need to read your mind anymore. Why do you want me to blame myself for the rest of my life?"

"The throne is right there. If there is a way to heaven, if you don't go, you insist on dragging me to hell, against the ghosts of the underworld." He held back his voice, sniffed, "Okay, I drank that medicine, you Never hear me again."

"I'll go with you, I won't go to heaven anymore, but can you open your eyes to see me again?"

The air froze, Ji Zheng wiped his face in disappointment, stretched his facial muscles, lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Ming Ci Yue's hoarse voice say: "...that's just wine, nothing else."

The man's lips trembled violently.

Ji Zheng was at a loss, and suddenly recovered his senses and raised his head, "Didn't you listen to Li Ying's gouging out eyes?" He stepped forward and retracted his hand hesitantly, and immediately tore off the strip of cloth.

"Then why don't you look at me?"

"The minister made a mistake and is not qualified."

"Chen... can I watch it?"

Ji Zheng took a deep breath and said tremblingly, "Take a look, I give you permission to take a look."

Ming Ci Yue really opened his eyes, his eyes couldn't adapt to the light for a while, the thick and black eyelashes trembled, inside was the pupil, who had looked at him countless times, the dark tide under the spring night, the tide in the sea of stars.

Those pupils looked at him, traced the outline of each of his eyebrows with warmth, licked/.shi passionately, and kissed his lips.

Ji Zheng has received the attention of thousands of people, but still can't bear the worship of this person.

He wanted to step forward to hug him, trying to block the madness of his sight, but he was grabbed again, kissed the side of his neck, those eyes looked over from the side, and could not stop staring at him.

Ji Zheng patted him in relief, telling him to relax.

After a long while, Mingci spoke hoarsely, and whispered in his ear: "One look is one less."

Ji Zheng was at a loss for words, and hugged him a little tighter, "You said that the most beautiful Prince Jing in the capital, what is he trying to endure humiliation for half his life?"

"I endured the humiliation for half my life just to see you a few more times."

"I didn't die at the hands of the first emperor, I didn't die at the hands of Marquis Wu'an, I didn't die on the battlefield. Half my life endured humiliation and half my life was rough, so I was able to enter the palace and see you. My lord, I saw my lord ascending to power, I saw my lord calling the shots..."

Ji Zheng had already buried her head deeply, and hammered down on his back with her fist, "Stop it, stop it."

"I didn't live for revenge, I didn't live for power, I came here to love you."

"Isn't it good to be the emperor by yourself? You can do whatever you want. The famous Prince Jing is the most famous in the world. If you want to be an infatuated fool who falls in love with your enemy, I'm not worth it for you. I'm afraid you will regret it."

"It's worth it." Ming Ci Yue lowered his head, gently held the young man's lips, and swallowed back all the sobs.

"You just don't know how good you really are."

"You also don't know how good you are."

The two staggered and fell back into the depths of the mahogany Eight Immortals chair, with Ji Zheng straddling it.

He opened his bright eyes, turned his back on the guest, kissed Ming Ciyue's eyes carefully and slowly, looked at them seriously, and asked for a while, "Try, can you still hear anything?"

Mingci lowered his eyes and tried to sense it, and frowned painfully for a while, "It seems that there are still..."

"Stupid, that sentence is what I said with my mouth, I mean..." Ji Zheng gently moved his mouth to his ear, and read out the three words as light as a feather.

Immediately, the foreground in his eyes turned, and he was upside down. He was grabbed by the neck and pushed against the back of the chair. The man's eyes were darker than the black just now, but now they were bloodshot scarlet, and his mouth was heavy. The breath hit his ears.

Ji Zheng knows where his eyes are without bowing his head. Ming Ciyue loves to bite his neck when he is venting, like a wolf king biting a struggling antelope, enclosing the territory and declaring his sovereignty.

But this time Ji Zheng was not afraid and relaxed.He didn't run away, he didn't earn money, he leaned lazily on the back of the chair, openly exposing his white and fragile throat to others.

He unbuttoned it with his hands, slowly, the button was fastened to the top, and now he undid one more button, the lips biting the tips of the teeth became more rosy, and the corners of the eyes became more moist.

Outside the window, it was getting darker and more dewy, but inside the house, there was a rippling night of spring.

Ming Ciyue was obviously aroused, and suddenly grabbed his unbuttoned hand, with a hoarse voice.

"Chen...can you?"

Then he frowned suddenly, the young man slid down from the chair in front of him, nimbly got out of his arms, directed him to sit up with his eyes, then ran to a distance, picked up the The rag strap came slowly and fixed his hand on the armrest of the chair.

Ming Ci lowered his eyes, staring at the two pieces of cloth on his wrist, "Your Majesty?"

The young man straddled up again, pushed the back of the chair and smiled at him, the corners of his eyes were full of pride and arrogance, like a little peacock with its toes high.

"When you think about what I was thinking before, you can hear it, and you can be angry no matter what you think."

Ming Ci lowered his gaze.

"So this time you are only allowed to watch, not to touch."

The little peacock lowered his head and kissed his chin.

He laughed even more freely, making one suspect that the phoenix bird came from the east, and one bird's song was as loud as a hundred.

The cold water outside the window printed the four lanterns at the prow and stern of the ship. Under the firelight that connected the sky and the ground, there were now two accompanying shadows, like vines and tree trunks symbiosis, and stars falling into the dark tide.

When the water waves shake, so do the shadows.

As soon as the moonlight hit, the shadow sighed softly, swayed and shattered in the vast water.

……

……

"Okay, it's all about Uncle Emperor's fault, don't do it, don't do it anymore." Ming Ci Yue put the young man who was crying so hard that he almost lost his breath inside the soft couch beside him, cleaned his lower body, and put it on. Store dry clothing.

"Does Your Majesty want to know that I have heard what is in your heart?"

"What?" Ji Zheng was really distracted, forgot to cry, her eyes were red, and her heart skipped a beat.

"It's nothing." Mingci Yue patted his back to calm his breath, and said with a smile, "It's nothing more than how to pretend to be sick and not go to court, how to go late and leave early not to participate in politics, how to plot against ministers, how to anger ministers, the rest are just thoughts. I think I'm worried about me, and I still have to call my minister's name like I did just now."

Ji Zheng's eyes widened, and she simply turned over and planted her face in the soft pillow, her earlobes were a little more ruddy than before in shame.

"I have never missed or forgotten every call my sage called my minister."

Ming Ci Yue pinched the flesh of his earlobe.

"Whether it's day or night."

"Go to sleep." From the porthole, he looked towards the distant skyline of the canal at dawn.

"It's almost dawn."

In the past three years, Ming Ciyue really hadn't had a good night's sleep.He never stayed in the palace, no matter how late he was at work, he would go out of the palace to live in Zhengyue Mansion, lay down on the dusty bed with his clothes on, took off his blindfold, and looked at the beams of the roof.

He often dreams that only a boy as tall as his chest is looking up at him, and he can hear the boy calling him emperor uncle in his heart, but in an instant the boy grows into a handsome young man who is as tall as him.

He locked the young man's hands and feet with wrist-thick gold chains, and locked them inside the deep dragon couch. The young man did not escape, but raised his head to question him.

"Why did you eavesdrop on my heart without permission?"

"Uncle, Uncle Emperor."

Then he woke up and tossed and turned all night.

Meeting Ji Zheng when he was out of the palace was indeed an unplanned coincidence. He wanted to run away as an uncle after paying the rent—he had no face to stay, but who knew that night, accompanied by the sound of rain, he was by the young man's side until dawn.

He repented in a hopeless manner, backed his word, reluctant to part with it, and couldn't escape.

……

"Holy Majesty?!"

Ming Ci Yue woke up suddenly, and found that he had also fallen asleep in the narrow soft couch next to the porthole on the boat. He slept so soundly that he didn't know when the space beside him fell down.

I got up and looked out the window, it was getting late, and I had already passed the last ferry at this time, and was gradually leaving Wuzhou.The two sides of the canal gradually widened, and the boats passing by on the river were far away and blurred, making it difficult to see clearly inside.

Mingci Yue sighed lightly, and did not call anyone to ask. He put on his coat, got up slowly, moved out of the cabin little by little, closed the door, and walked up to the second floor, onto the open-air deck .

"uncle?"

That sound was really like his hallucination.

He slowly raised his head, and the figure in front of him was as tall and straight as a cypress, like a towering peak in the midst of the sea, like a sword left behind in the world.

Mingci looked at him from a distance, as if he had passed through time and saw himself at the age of the crown.

He didn't dare to get close, he just kept his voice steady and asked, "Why didn't you leave?"

"I'm not leaving, I want my uncle to look at me a few more times."

Standing where the water meets the sky and the sound of gulls is heard, the young man turned around, leaned his back against the side of the boat, brushed his hair that was messed up by the river wind, and smiled.

"Uncle Royal."

The author has something to say: There are an extra [-] words, turn left when you go out @大眼睛头头哦

The story of Zhengzheng and Uncle Huang begins at the water's edge and ends at the water's edge, so the main text is over!!

First of all, I would like to apologize to everyone. This is indeed the fastest book I have ever written. During the period, there were many things in my family and school that made me shake for a while, but I was really touched when I saw everyone’s comments. Zhengzheng and Uncle Huang handed over a (according to my original outline) a pretty good ending.

I recently changed myself to a new environment, which can be regarded as a new start, a new life (kneeling thanks to all the bosses, you have worked harder!!!

There will still be regrets and deficiencies. If you keep writing, you will always have different ideas, so each book will have shortcomings, but I will meet different people with different works at different times. This is one of the reasons why I love web articles the most.

It’s really hard to chase after more. I don’t know how many of you have chased up to now. No matter whether you have read this completely or not, I have to thank you again. The novel is like forming a lonely and hermit island. I escaped from reality for a while to be here with you, everyone participated in Ji Zheng's world, and now we are only temporarily away, their lives go on.

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