The past ignites old dreams

"The ancient air is fresh."

After waking up, Qiao Ran got out of the carriage in a good mood, with his hands on his back, as if he was leading a trip to the countryside to inspect the work.

It was already half dark, the dawn was sparsely fading, and wild geese were flying south.

At this moment, he was alone outside the post station. He turned his head and looked around, where are they?

"Little wolf? Little tiger?"

Little wolf and little tiger ran out when they heard the sound, "My ancestor, you have had enough sleep."

"You don't wake me up when you get there, you have no loyalty! Tsk~" Qiao Ran shook her head.

The little wolf tugged at his sleeve and said, "Second Young Master specifically ordered that the prince should not be disturbed when he is fast asleep. Second Young Master also said that if you like to sleep in the carriage, you can sleep there tonight."

"This pervert."

Xiaohu: "My lord, please go in and have dinner. The little one has to feed the horses, so I will leave first."

"Go, go!" Qiao Ran waved his hand and looked up.

Compared with the commander's mansion, this inn looks much shabby and simple.However, although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs. The post station is divided into three parts: post station, station, and shop. The "post" is used to receive officials and transport materials.

After passing through several doors, Xiaolang led Qiao Ran to the post hall.

Outside the post hall, the post office was in the lead, with post officials on the left and right, and dozens of post soldiers behind him. A group of people stood there in fear, tremblingly welcoming the golden, jade and prosperous prince.There are many officials coming and going at the post station, with high and low official positions, large and small powers, but a person as distinguished as King Qi is only once in a hundred years.Don't ask for favors, just hope not to offend.How did they know that the approachable-looking "Prince" who came over was not Yang Jingliu at all.

They lined up on both sides, and after introducing Kneeling and Calling Qiansui, they invited An Daoxi.

Qiao Ran was startled by their unanimous salute and salute, and the little wolf quickly followed Qiao Ran behind him.

"Little wolf..." Qiao Ran winked and whispered, "What should I say?"

"It's enough to call them flat."

"Uh...cough, then what, everyone is flat, ah, um, thank you for welcoming me here, my king is going in for dinner." Qiao Ran pointed to the room, "Do you want to eat?"

Everyone stood beside him, and the postman was terrified and waved his hands again and again, "If you can't do it, the prince is so funny, and the little minister is flattered, so I will leave."

Qiao Ran: "..."

"My lord, you are a nobleman, you can't do this..." Xiaolang bit his lower lip hesitantly, "Their officials are no more than seventh-rank, and those postmen are just slaves drawn from the poor to feed horses and donkeys. How could such a lowly job be with you—”

"Little wolf!" Qiao Ran was unhappy, and said sternly, "I am human, you are human, and they are human too."

The little wolf was choked by him, and without blinking his eyes, he was extremely surprised, "Then, there must be a distinction between high and low, rich and poor, and there is no rule."

"You guys... Sigh!" Qiao Ran didn't say any more, even if she said nothing, she couldn't change the feudal thinking of thousands of years. Human beings are the product of the environment. If modern civilization is copied mechanically here, it will only be regarded as a different kind.

"My lord, please go to that room to have dinner first." Xiao Lang knew that Qiao Ran and them were not from the same "country", and the customs and customs must be different. It would be a long way to go to pretend to be the King of Qi, and he couldn't be in a hurry.Fortunately, the prince is not just anyone who can see him if he wants to. King Qi is young and energetic, and has a troubled nature. Most people only know the name of King Qi, but don't know his appearance.Although Qiao Ran pretended to be the 15-year-old King Qi and seemed a little "mature"...

Little Wolf rushed ahead of Qiao Ran to open the door for him.Yang Jingliu's personal eunuch, Xiao Zhuzi, and the little tiger who came back from feeding the horses were all waiting at the door. The little wolf stopped, watched Qiao Ran, and said, "Second Young Master is in the back room of the post hall. You can go straight in and go straight." arrive."

"Aren't you going in with me?" Qiao Ran felt inexplicably dangerous about going to the Hongmen Banquet.

Xiaohu: "My lord, we are servants, how can we be at the same table with you?"

"Didn't you have to stand aside and serve on the TV?" Qiao Ran was puzzled, "Besides, didn't you tell me the rules of the Cui family, that you have to taste the things the master eats first?"

"It's a poison test!" Xiaohu corrected in a broken voice.

Little wolf: "Ancestor, you can go in quickly. We will only send in the food after we have tried it."

Half pushing and half on the spot, Qiao Ran walked towards the back room.

The little wolf turned his head and asked Xiao Zhuzi, "Little Zhuzi, the Taifu made a rule in the early years that your prince must carry books with him, do you still have it now?"

"Yes. For this reason, the emperor specially rewarded the prince with a gold-painted rosewood bookcase, and the servant dared not take it for the prince."

"Then go back and take a closer look, there are 'three gifts' in it."

The little wolf and the little bamboo were talking in this room, while Qiao Ran had already taken his seat in that room.

In the back room, besides Cui Yan who had a bad face, there was a third person in white clothes and black clothes. It was the man who was parked outside the post station on the bullock cart.

"This is the substitute you're looking for?" The man stared at Qiao Ran playfully, looked him up and down, and smiled deeper.

When he first came in, Qiao Ranguang paid attention to Cui Yan, guessing that he was upset because he was late.At this moment, he slightly raised his head to look at the stranger. He was dressed like black and white, and was holding a golden and bronze sword. Qiao Ran felt pretentious when he looked at it. The sharp-edged face, even though he smiled cheaply, was still He has a stern demeanor that cannot be concealed, his eyes are sunken in than ordinary people, they are very deep, and his nose is high. If a person like this is on camera, his profile is perfect.

"Who are you?" Qiao Ran was annoyed. He had an ordinary appearance, and his side face was even less bright.When the director of "Seven Seconds of Fish" chose Qiao Ran, the reason why he chose Qiao Ran was because Qiao Ran's voice was especially suitable for the character's profession in the movie, a singer.However, Qiao Ran, who was only in that year, still has a fair complexion and a fresh face, which is the pinnacle of his appearance.

"A fake prince, his temper is full of madness."

"Qiao Ran, this is my senior brother, Qing Ya." Cui Yan, who couldn't stand it, introduced.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Ran rose to the table like a fighting cock, "Are you kidding me?! You asked me to kiss him?!"

Cui Yan: "..."

Crow: "..."

"You are sick!" Qiao Ran went mad, "Axi! I found that you are very open, disturbing the rhythm of Tianxiaji?"

(Note: Axiba is an interjection in Korean. It is similar to the meaning of "I rely on", "Damn" and "Fuck" in Chinese, expressing surprise or shock, anger, etc.)

After a few seconds of silence, the crow burst into laughter and slapped his legs on the table.

"Hey... I said you... pay attention to your image, okay?" Qiao Ran looked disgusted.

Cui Yan silently let go of the broken jade chopsticks in his hand, and threw them on the table one by one.

Qiao Ran glanced at her eyelids and jumped, afraid that her arms, hands and legs would snap off like those poor chopsticks. Whoever owns the territory is in charge, and people should bow their heads as soon as possible under the eaves.

Crow had had enough of laughing, panted and poured tea into his mouth.Unexpectedly, he glanced at the aggrieved Qiao Ran, and spit out the tea with a puff. Fortunately, Cui Yan was fast, and turned the crow's head to one side, otherwise the vegetables would have suffered.

Now the crow couldn't laugh anymore, his neck was almost broken, Qiao Ran wanted to clap his hands, but his life was important, he didn't want to be tortured by a pervert.

"You like to dream about things very much." Cui Yan concluded.

"It's calling you and me 'kiss'!"

Cui Yan pointed to the blue crow rubbing his neck and corrected, "The green crow is his name."

Qiao Ran embarrassed: "..."

In the previous life, oh no, this is the next life to rush to become a Taobao seller, dear, dear.

Cui Yan: "Have you had enough trouble? Can you still eat this meal?"

Qing Ya: "Eat! Why don't you eat it! I'm just here to eat! It's a pity that there is no wine, and this plate of sauce-flavored beef is wasted."

beef?Still soy sauce?Qiao Ran's eyes widened, and she looked anxiously, where is it?That's it?Qiao Ran saw Qing Yahao unceremoniously bring a plate of dark things to his own door.

Don't tell me that's sauce-flavored beef.

Before, Qiao Ran was dehydrated and fainted, and then he was stabbed by Cui Yan, and he almost became a medicine jar. In the next few days, the doctor was only willing to give him vegetable porridge with minced meat.

I thought I could have a gluttonous meal today, Qiao Ran picked up the beef under the hostile eyes of the green crow, maybe the food is not what it looks like, so you have to have hope, hey, why can't you pick up the beef?

"Why are you like a bitch!" Qing Ya directly tore a piece of beef with his hands and threw it into Qiao Ran's bowl, "How can you eat beef without tearing it with your hands!"

Qiao Ran looked at the green crow ruffian and smiled and licked his fingers, then looked at the black piece of beef in the bowl, his heart sank, and he put down his chopsticks.

This is my fucking favorite beef? !

Qiao Ran wanted to pooh on the spot, took a peek at Cui Yan, and then at the wolf-eating crow opposite, struggling to swallow with his eyes closed.

Cui Yan: "How?"

"Uh...hehe..." Qiao Ran gave a thumbs up exaggeratedly, "It's so awesome! Like it!"

Cui Yan: "..."

Qing Ya murmured with food in his mouth, "Do you speak the dialect of the aircraft country?"

"Ha!" Qiao Ran said with a smile, "Thumbs up means praise, praise, and encouragement. Giving strength means...it means giving energy, enthusiasm, and refreshment. Like it... Oops, how do you explain this? Think of it as similar to giving a thumbs up, the former is an action and the latter is spoken language."

Crow: "What about it?"

"Pfft...haha, what ah, it's your name!" Qiao Ran said to himself.

"Do you mean that my name is pronounced in your country?" Crow was unhappy, "It sounds like a Tartar."

"No, it's so cute."

"Moe?"

"Moe is cute."

"cute?"

"Cute is likable."

"you like me?"

"Forget it, when I didn't say anything, continue eating."

Cui Yan pressed Qiao Ran's chopsticks. They were sitting like this. Qiao Ran and Qingya were facing each other, and Cui Yan was sitting between them, so whether it was twisting Qingya or abusing Qiao Ran, he was very comfortable. "What is the middle finger?" mean?"

"Ah, uh..." Qiao Ran's mind turned vigorously, and the flashes of light and flint crackled.

"Hehe, hehe," Qiao Ran smiled, "I like it, I like it."

Cui Yan frowned, "The prodigal son."

Qiao Ran: "..."

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