When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]

"If you want me to say, Ding Da ended up like this because he asked for it."

Qi Guan's face was flushed from drinking, and his eyes were not very clear, so he didn't notice Qiu Yun's raised eyebrows and the young man who was eavesdropping behind him.

After finishing speaking, he subconsciously picked up the wine bowl and found that it was empty. He put it down again with a sigh, picked up the chopsticks at hand, picked up a piece of pork head, put it in his mouth, chewed and continued: "Half a month ago, the town Three strangers came up, one master and two servants..."

As soon as Qiu Yun heard this, he swallowed back the words that rolled to his lips, propped his chin up pretending to be overwhelmed with alcohol, tilted his head and squinted his eyes slightly, and listened attentively.

"It's not uncommon to talk about strangers. Although our Jingshui Town is small, it is located in the north-south transportation fortress, and there are escort caravans from time to time. Moreover, there are many bandits and rampant foreign enemies these years. The people are struggling to survive and flee everywhere. But the refugees are You know what it looks like, Xianzi, but what about those three people?"

Qi Guan poured a bowl of wine, and Xiao Mi took a sip: "Although the dress is plain, his overall aura is daunting. Especially the leading master, who seems to be acting low-key, but he can't hide his nobleness in his gestures. .”

Speaking of this, he coughed lightly and lowered his voice: "I'm not afraid to tell you, I think he is more powerful than our county magistrate."

"have you seen?"

"Of course I've seen it." Qi Guan patted his chest proudly: "I saw these three people as soon as they appeared in the town, and I followed them for a while, and saw them enter Jingshui Tower with my own eyes."

Jingshui Building is the largest inn in Jingshui Town.

"I heard from the waiter in Jingshui Building that the master inquired about the teahouses and wine shops in the town, and he sold a silver ingot." Qi Guan looked a little excited when he mentioned the silver ingot, as if he was the one who was tipped It's him like: "But that kid Zhuzi is so happy, but..."

After getting excited, Qi Guan sighed: "That kid Ding must have heard about it, so he took the initiative to serve that master when he came to the restaurant for a drink."

"Do you know where those three people came from?"

"I heard that they came from the south of the Yangtze River. We passed here to rest." Qi Guan swallowed the rest of the wine in the bowl, and stood up with difficulty: "I'll go to make it easier."

Qiu Yun watched Qi Guan's swaying back disappear into the darkness, and fell into deep thought.

Before and after Ding Da's accident, Sheng Yuan was still keeping filial piety for his mother in the village.

Knowing that Ding Da had an accident, the official sent Ding Er and Ding Da's wife to the county government to claim the body.According to the villagers who went to the county government office, the body was found in a barren hill fifty miles east of Jingshui Town. The yamen servant recognized his clothes, and he was afraid that he could only be a lonely ghost.

The county magistrate concluded that Ding Da and his party had encountered robbers, because bandits often appeared in that area.

The other three either escaped, or were taken away by the robbers because of their noble status and useful value, and Ding Dayi was a commoner and useless, so he lost his life because of this.

The villagers and the Ding family believed it, as did Sheng Yuan, but Qiu Yun didn't quite believe it.

A commoner, with the temperament of a robber, kills as soon as he is killed, why do he go to such lengths to ruin Ding Da's face?

Is it malicious venting or does not want people to recognize Ding Da?Or maybe that corpse didn't belong to Ding Da at all, but someone did it on purpose?

Is it related to those three people?

And the jade lock that Sheng Ping'an picked up...

Qiu Yun also suspected that the group lost the jade lock, but learned from Qi Guan that the three had never left Jingshui Town, and the jade lock was picked up near Shengjia Village.

Shengjia Village is a small village with a population of only about fifty households. It is an hour and a half away from Jingshui Town.

Sheng is the only surname in the village, except for the brothers of the Ding family...

Thinking of this, he looked towards the gate of the restaurant.

I saw the boy sitting on the threshold at some point, hugging his knees and curling up into a ball, making him look like a wounded animal, licking, licking, and licking the bleeding wound alone.

Xu Shi noticed something, the young man suddenly raised his head, his dark eyes directly hit his pupils, and their gazes met in mid-air.

A gust of wind hit, blowing the lanterns under the eaves to sway.

Under the illumination of the lights, he realized that the young man was frighteningly thin.

He was wearing an earth-colored linen coat that was empty, his cheeks were sunken and fleshless, and his eyes were piercingly large. Compared with Ding Da's ruddy face in memory, they were two extremes.

Boom! ——Boom!Boom!

The sudden knocking sound interrupted his doubts and woke up the stunned boy.

The boy hurriedly looked away, stood up from the ground, turned around and entered the wine shop.

"safe and sound."

The watchman, with a gong in one hand and a mallet in the other, passed by the entrance of the restaurant.

Qiu Yun looked up at the silent night sky.

The silver moon dimmed, the stars disappeared, and the sky was pitch black.

It's windy and it's going to rain.

When Qi Guan Xiaojie came back, he saw Xianzi staring at the night sky in a daze, stepped forward in two steps, and patted him on the shoulder, "Can you still drink?"

Qiu Yun regained consciousness, shook his head and said: "It's getting late, if you don't go back, it's time to find Ping An."

After going out to urinate, Qi Guan became more sober.

He glanced at the deserted long street, wiped his face: "There is still half a jar of this wine, it would be a pity to throw it away."

After finishing speaking, he held up the wine jar, put the mouth of the jar to his mouth, and gulped like a cow drinking water. The wine flowed down the corner of his mouth and into his neck, instantly soaking the front of his clothes.

Qiu Yun's pupils shrank slightly, and he didn't recover from the shock until he put down the wine jar and had a good time.

He silently gave a thumbs up: respect you are a real man!

The real man Qi Guan was paralyzed on the ground after drinking half a pot of wine, unable to get up.

Qiu Yun sent Qi Guan who was drunk to death first, and then went home alone.

When he stepped into his small courtyard, the night sky had been covered by black clouds, and only a faint fire in the house illuminated the square inch.

He ran towards the candlelight, pushed open the door, and saw a young boy with red lips and white teeth sitting at the table nodding his head.

A gust of wind blew in, causing the flame on the candlestick to flicker from side to side, flickering on and off.

The little boy woke up suddenly, subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the door of the room.

Seeing the person standing at the door, the wrinkled little face slowly unfolded, ran over and hugged Qiu Yun's leg, raised his head and pouted and complained: "I've been drinking so late again."

Qiu Yun bent down and pulled the man into his arms, strode to the front table and sat down, poured a cup of cool tea, took a sip, and said, "It won't happen in the future."

Sheng Pingan looked at Qiu Yun ferociously, and threatened: "You should keep your word. If you lie to me, I will tell grandpa that you want to find me a stepmother."

Qiu Yun was at a loss for words for a while.

Paused for a while, rubbed the head of the little rabbit in his arms angrily: "Who told you that I will find you a stepmother?"

"Does anyone need to tell me?"

Sheng Ping'an said contemptuously: "You lie on the wall and peek at Sister Song next door every day, do you pretend that I don't know?"

He didn't do such a dirty thing.

He is the supreme being in the fairy world, but he is not so obscene.

But now that he has become Sheng Xian, he has to bear the blame if he doesn't.

Qiu Yun tapped Sheng Ping'an's head lightly with his fingers: "You're not very old, but you have a lot of careful thoughts."

Sheng Ping'an touched his head, snorted softly, put his arms around his neck, buried his head in his chest, yawned, closed his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "Grandmother told me that this man married The second wife will be eccentric, and when the time comes, the children left by the original spouse will be cabbages in the field, and no one will love them."

"Anyway, I don't care. You can only love me and my mother in this life. I don't want other women to be my mother, and neither can Sister Song."

If Sheng Ping An cried and said these words, Qiu Yun might not feel anything.

But the little bastard was lying in his arms, saying this in a complaining and coquettish manner, which actually stabbed Qiu Yun's heart, causing his heart to soften into a puddle of water in an instant.

He lowered his eyes softly, looking at the drowsy little son of a bitch in his arms, thinking of the return of his adopted son before he became a fairy.

Guiting has been sensible and self-disciplined since he was a child, and he doesn't need to worry about his life. As a father, he can't experience the joy of raising a child. Even his son's partner was picked up and raised by his son.

Now that there is a ready-made one, and relying on him so much, it eliminates the strangeness in his heart and satisfies his long-lost fatherly heart.

He raised his hand to run along Sheng Ping'an's back, and said softly, "Okay, if you don't marry me, I will watch over you and grow up all my life."

The author has something to say: Qiu Yun: fg is used to break.

Returning to court, I am the protagonist of this article.

They are all series of articles, and will be mentioned a little bit, but not much, so it will not affect the babies.

PS: Don't think I'm short, I've worked hard, but I can only squeeze out so much.