Beauty is sick

After all, Pei Zhe is a scholar, so he has a bit of face. After hearing what Mu Jiao said, he really didn't want to go there, but he was so hungry that he could only hold back his shame and pretend to be inscrutable.

Jin Lingjiu didn't expose him, and stood up with a smile on his face: "Husbands and wives should be intimate, it's not a big deal."

Pei Zhe didn't make a sound, and threw the folding fan over with his backhand.

Jin Lingjiu laughed, played with the fan, and closed his mouth in a leisurely manner.

The two sat down in the vacated place, and because of Jin Lingjiu's presence, no one dared to tease what happened just now.

Pei Zhe raised his mind, seeing that no one really cared, so he started to eat with confidence.

There are many kinds of roasting, meat and fish are cooked first, sweet potatoes, potatoes and chicken are buried under the fire, and mushrooms are placed last.

Pei Zhe didn't know how to criticize, so after eating two mouthfuls of fish, he stuffed it to Jin Lingjiu without much interest, and started to attack the meat again.

The meat is grilled on the tiles, three parts fat and seven parts thin, roasted so sizzling and oily, it will leave a mouth full of fragrance, and the sour plum sauce brought by the chef is very soothing.

Pei Zhe fell in love with it after eating a piece, one bite after another.He had never eaten this kind of Jianghu-style food, and the only time he left home when he was young was to go to the desert with Lin Xueyuan, and what he ate at that time was dry food.

Jin Lingjiu didn't have a strong appetite, seeing that he was eating happily, he pushed his own share over: "Don't worry, eat slowly."

His meals are arranged by someone, and Zuo Ping will set aside a portion for him to bake together.

Pei Zhe took a piece of meat and fed it to his mouth: "Taste it."

He simply thought it was delicious and wanted to share it with Jin Lingjiu, even though this person may have eaten it many times before.

The people sitting around looked at them quietly, wanting to see if the chopstick meat could enter Jin Lingjiu's mouth.

They have a deep understanding of how serious Master Jiu's cleanliness is. This Tanhua Lang used his own chopsticks, which is absolutely unacceptable to Jin Lingjiu.

Jin Lingjiu looked down at the meat that was handed to his mouth, and opened his mouth to eat without hesitation.

Pei bent his eyes: "How about it, isn't it delicious?"

Jin Lingjiu nodded: "Not bad."

The people next to him, except Zuo Ping, Mu Jiao and Yun Wuyang, were all stunned, unable to tell what was going on in their hearts.After a long time, only one person sighed: "I even ate the saliva, do you still care about a piece of meat?"

With a word to wake up the dreamer, everyone nodded, but it was true, the kiss was so passionate just now, I didn't know how much I drool.

If you get close, you can hear it even if you lower your voice.

Tanhualang is so clever, he immediately understood what everyone was saying, and felt that the chopsticks in his hands suddenly became heavier, making people want to throw them on the table.

Jin Lingjiu could hear it more clearly, but it wasn't an important matter, and there was no need to gag others and simply turn a deaf ear.

Meat should be paired with wine, so I opened two jars of wine, took the porcelain bowls dug out from the house, poured several big bowls, one bowl for each person, Jin Lingjiu didn't like drinking, so he didn't have his.

Pei Zhe has a little capacity for alcohol, but not too much. He put it down after two sips. He was afraid that he would lose his composure if he drank too much.

As soon as he put down the wine bowl, Jin Lingjiu handed over the grilled fish from before: "Eat it."

Pei Zhe: "?"

The grilled fish just now was still a whole, now there is only a small pile of snow-white meat left, which is placed in a dark porcelain bowl, which makes the fish whiter.

Jin Lingjiu explained patiently: "Isn't it good at spitting thorns? I've picked them all for you. Let's eat."

After finishing speaking, he took Pei Zhe's wine bowl and poured the wine on the ground: "Drink less wine."

Pei Zhe was holding a bowl of fish, and it took him a while to come back to his senses: "You picked it for me?"

Jin Lingjiu was wiping his hands with a handkerchief, and didn't raise his head when he heard the words: "Otherwise?"

This group of people is very good at drinking, even Zuo Ping is like this, several jars of wine have bottomed out, and none of them passed out.

The atmosphere became more lively, Jin Lingjiu ate a few mouthfuls of the meat that Pei Zhe fed, and then took Tan Hualang back to the house, knowing that he would make the people below feel uncomfortable, so he didn't stay any longer .

Candles were lit in the room, and the dancing wicks could not illuminate the whole room, but the dim environment also had a special flavor.

Pei Zhe felt that he was a little drunk, and he didn't know how he got into bed. Jin Lingjiu pressed his shoulders and leaned forward to kiss him.

The breath is full of wine, and the smell of sour plum sauce on the barbecue, blending together, it smells surprisingly good.

Pei Zhe snorted, tilted his head, avoiding his kiss: "Headache, sleepy..."

Jin Lingjiu touched his face, and it was a little hot: "Could you be drunk after two sips?"

Pei Zhe lay on the soft quilt, feeling that the two sips of wine couldn't be suppressed, and rushed straight down his throat, causing a picture to keep echoing in front of his eyes: a white hand, handing over a bowl of snow-white fish.

When he hooked Jin Lingjiu's neck and kissed it, Pei Zhe was still thinking about it, thinking that he might be drunk.

Naturally, Jin Lingjiu would not let go of the meat that was delivered to his door, so he bent down and pressed Tanhualang firmly under him: "Did Jiaojiao do it on purpose?"

Knowing that he had endured so much, he came over to tease him.

Pei Zhe blinked his eyes, then nodded heavily: "If I want to kiss you, I will kiss you. It's on purpose, isn't it?"

"Okay, of course." Jin Lingjiu followed suit and coaxed him, "Stick out your tongue."

Tanhualang seemed to be really drunk, and asked in a daze, "What are you doing?"

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyebrows, looked at the soft tongue protruding from his lips, and smiled meaningfully: "Let me eat it."

The quilts on the bed were piled up next to each other, Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu were pressed close together, and the straight clothes were scratched and creased.

There was a burst of singing outside the house, and the rough tune showed the free and easy style of the world, and it lasted for a long time.

Pei Zhe couldn't help laughing: "No, I can't pretend anymore."

I wanted to pretend to be drunk and indulge, but I didn't expect to be teased by this group of people.

Jin Lingjiu tugged at his belt: "Put it on for another half an hour."

Pei Zhe rolled his eyes at him angrily: "If you pretend for another half an hour, you still won't swallow me whole?"

Jin Lingjiu clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction: "How dare I swallow you, Jiaojiao misunderstood me again."

Pei bent his legs and rubbed them calmly: "Is this a misunderstanding?"

Jinling Jiuli said confidently: "You and I have worshiped, married, met elders, relatives and friends, if you don't respond to this, isn't it over?"

What a strong word!

Pei Zhe was helpless and funny, and in the end he didn't hold on to this matter, and instead asked: "During this journey, do you feel that something is wrong with Mu Jiao?"

Jin Lingjiu frowned: "It's not appropriate to mention other women in our bed."

Although it was an excuse, he really thought so in his heart. Compared with jealousy, he was worse than Pei Zhe.

Pei Zhe clicked his tongue: "It's business, don't interrupt!"

Jin Lingjiu was discouraged, turned over reluctantly, and lay on his back on the bed: "Now it seems that in your mind, anyone is more important than me."

Pei Zhe quickly interrupted him: "You can accept your supernatural powers. If you tease me a little more, I don't even know what to say."

Jin Lingjiu glanced at him: "What are you afraid of? Even if you talk about nonsense and meaningless things, I'd love to hear them too."

Pei Zhejing thanked Bumin, turned over and sat up: "I found that something is wrong with you, can't you tell about Mu Jiao?"

Jin Lingjiu secretly slandered, this person is becoming more and more perceptive, and with just a few words, he guessed that he was deliberately concealing Mu Jiao's matter.

Pei Zhe observed his face: "Could I be right?"

Jin Lingjiu reached out and pinched his face: "Jiaojiao is really smart, remember what we mentioned before, Mu Jiao's surname is Mu, and my master's surname is Jiang?"

Pei Zhe's eyes widened: "You don't mean to say, we guessed right, the two of them are really not father and daughter, right?"

"Well, Mu Jiao asked the master, and the master admitted that she is not his daughter." Jin Lingjiu raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows. Thinking of what Mu Jiao said to him, he couldn't help sighing, "Have you ever heard Past General Mu?"

Pei Zhe searched through his memory, hesitant: "I only know one person whose surname is Mu, and Spring Breeze and I are both passers-by, and you take the autumn water to embrace the Galaxy."

Jin Lingjiu nodded: "That's right, it's Mu Qiuhe, General Mu."

It was the twenty-ninth day of the winter month in the seventh year of Chengyuan.

The flames soaring into the sky made the night red, the lotus leaves in the pond were scorched black by the billowing heat waves, cries and cries resounded throughout the mansion, and the pervasive black smoke was like claws stretched out by evil spirits, dragging all living beings into the abyss.

The Mu family of the descendant of the famous general was burned overnight.

Mu Qiuhe, who once followed the former emperor to defeat the foreigners and was named the general of the town, was the founding hero of the Zhao Kingdom.His wife is Xiao Ning, the elder sister of the pilgrimage king, the eldest princess of the Kingdom of Zhao, Xiao Ning. The family has been honored and favored for more than three generations.

Previously, Mu Qiuhe was imprisoned for disrespecting the empress because of contradicting the emperor, and the people knelt all over the 32nd street in the capital, begging the emperor to pardon Mu Qiuhe.

What he did not hesitate to trade his life for was undoubtedly astonishing power and wealth.

Mu Qiuhe was imprisoned for less than half a month, and the people begged for it. All of a sudden, the capital was full of wailing. Just when it was rumored that the Holy Majesty was about to release Mu Qiuhe, a fire broke out in the Mu family. People, all died in the fire.

Mu Qiuhe in the prison heard the news, wept bitterly, scolded the emperor for being stupid, listened to the words of the traitor, and smashed his head to death in the prison before the emperor was furious and punished.

This is known as the first unjust case in Zhaoguo.

Jinling Jiu said calmly: "Too many years have passed, and the world only remembers Mu Qiuhe's strong temper and the innocent death of the Mu family, but few people know why Mu Qiuhe was sent to prison."

Pei Zhe's heart is heavy. He doesn't like to look back at the past. Seeing too many dark and dirty things will affect his belief.

Jin Lingjiu said to himself: "Old Mu has been loyal all his life. Although he is a martial artist, he has the demeanor of a scholar and is deeply loved by the people. He is a veteran of the three dynasties, and his loyalty to the emperor is engraved in his bones. How could he be so unreasonable?" Against the Holy One."

Pei Zhe felt that his throat was choked, as if he would bleed every time he said a word: "Why? Why did he do that?"

Jin Lingjiu was silent for a while, his eyes sharp as knives: "Because he pleaded for the former emperor and noble concubine, and wanted to save the eldest prince."

Today's prince Xiao Chengming is born of the empress, and before him there is an elder brother, the eldest prince, who was born of the imperial concubine Jin Ling.

Jin Ling was originally a maid in the palace, but later she was favored by the emperor and gave birth to a boy, who was named a noble concubine. The child Jin Ling gave birth to was the first heir of the pilgrimage, a veritable eldest prince.

At that time, the frontier was turbulent and unstable, and so was the court, so the sage married a daughter of the Yuan family to strengthen the power and stabilize the court.

"At that time, the queen was not a queen, and the court was barely considered peaceful. After she became pregnant and gave birth to the prince, everything changed. No one can refuse the temptation of power. The right party exerts pressure. After appointing the daughter of the Yuan family, she named her child the crown prince, but even so, it did not dissuade the queen from wanting to get rid of Jin Ling and her child."

Jin Lingjiu smiled lightly, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes: "It's not a good story, Jiaojiao shouldn't like it, and the ending is also very ordinary. The queen got what she wanted, whether it's for Jin Ling and the eldest prince, or for them. None of the people who spoke survived. Except for the daughter-in-law who was pregnant and went to worship Buddha, none of the Mu family survived."

Pei Zhe's voice trembled: "That child is Mu Jiao?"

Jin Lingjiu nodded: "Mu Qiuhe and Master are Wangnian acquaintances, the Rightist Party did not stop chasing and killing, the Mu family's daughter-in-law couldn't help it, after giving birth to an heir, she exchanged her bag with the dead baby, and then handed Mu Jiao over to Master. "

There is no need to elaborate on what will happen next, it can be guessed.

Sensing Pei Zhe's gaze, Jinling Jiuyu joked, "Jiaojiao looks at me like this, I can't help it."

Not only telling Mu Jiao's story, Jin Lingjiu also wanted to take this opportunity to tell himself that Pei Zhe felt a lot of pain in his heart because of his life experience and his unforgettable hatred, so he tried to make a smile: "Jinling Jiu, don't bear it."

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