Take the system to ancient times

"Come in you!"

The third child held Xinghe in one hand, stretched out his big foot and kicked open the door, threw Xinghe in with his hands, and smashed it on the body of a young man in brocade clothes.

Probably because she finally threw out the little bastard who laughed at her for being ugly, the third child felt a lot better. She clapped her hands, and seeing Xinghe's indifferent expression, she said with a malicious smile: "Hehe Boy, do you know what our boss meant when he said 'you two go together'?"

She didn't wait for Xinghe to answer, and laughed to herself: "There are three most famous places in the capital of Xiliang, the first is of course the Xihuang Palace, the second is Qingshan College, and the third is Wushan Farewell." Courtyard. Guess, given your appearance, where should you go?"

Xing He was not tied up, and he got up neatly from the young man in brocade clothes, sat on the couch with his legs crossed, and taunted with his chin raised: "No matter where I go, I look better than you ugly bastard!"

Focused attack, weak point attack, triple critical strike, red-named NPC [old three] - blood 9999, red-named NPC [old three] seriously injured.

The third child almost exploded on the spot again, but fortunately he still remembered the boss's instructions, so he couldn't bear to vent his anger on Xinghe until his face turned red, and slammed the door and left.

The minions who guarded the house outside the door looked at Xinghe with incredible and sincere respect.

You have the courage to dare to provoke Grandma Sangu!

It's so amazing that I didn't get beaten into cakes after saying ugly words to Grandma Sangu! !

Telling the minions to bring some breakfast over, Xinghe closed the door behind his back after seeing the still confused minions nodding, and then he was in the mood to look at the room used to lock people up.

This house is not big, but it is more than enough for two and a half teenagers.The most conspicuous piece of furniture in the room is the bearded bed under the young man in brocade clothes. It has no carvings, but the bedding on it is fairly clean.

There is a wooden table on the ground to the right of the Hu bed, which is as high as the Hu bed. There are bamboo seats on both sides of the wooden table. There is a tea set on the table, and there is still some clear water in one of the cups.

To the right of the wooden table is a window, and outside the window in the yard, the guards gather to eat, drink and play.

The sun shines in through the window, just falling on the bed.

The young man in brocade clothes hid from the sun, his face was dark, he turned a blind eye to his new cohabitant, obviously not in a high mood, but his posture sitting on the bed was still elegant, which made people know that his tutor must be good.

What did the boss call this man?young master?

Xinghe was not angry when he was ignored, several thoughts flashed in his mind, a cheerful smile appeared on his face, and he put his hand on the young master's shoulder.

"Brother, what are the Qingshan Academy and Wushan other courtyard that the woman mentioned?"

The young master frowned slightly, dodged Xinghe's hand on his shoulder in disgust, gave him a gloomy look, but didn't say anything.

"Qingshan Academy is the largest and best academy in Xiliang. The collection of books even surpasses that of my Yong Dynasty Guoxue Academy. The teachers are all great Confucians in the world."

"As for Wushan Bieyuan..." The young master gritted his teeth and read out the words "Wushan Bieyuan". He didn't know what he thought of, and his face showed a ruthless look. He took a deep breath before continuing: "Wushan Bieyuan...fame Zhongyun Tower in Heyi Capital City is like... except that the other courtyards in Wushan are all men."

With a dazed expression on his face, Xinghe tilted his head and asked again and again: "So? Where is Wushan Bieyuan? What is Yunlou?"

The young master turned blue from being choked by a series of things, he really didn't expect that there would be such a short-sighted person in Yong Dynasty, even Yunlou had never heard of it.

"... Yunlou... is a brothel!"

"Oh... Yunlou is a brothel, and a brothel is a brothel, so Wushan Bieyuan is—" Xinghe nodded, and after making an analogy, he found out: "Nanfeng Pavilion???"

"Shut up!!!" The young master's face became even darker.

With such a big reaction, it seems that he guessed right.

After only spending a short cup of tea together, Xinghe could tell that the young master was well-bred.In this day and age, upbringing represents family background to a certain extent.What's more, the title "Little Young Master" itself means that his family is either rich or powerful.

Xinghe can be sure that the young master's family must be powerful and powerful, and he must be pampered at home.

It was a strange thing for such a young gentleman to be abducted by human traffickers, but now he was suddenly told that he would be sold into the Nanfeng Hall, his black face was already very handsome.So even though he was beaten by the young boy, Xinghe was not angry.

After a while, Xiao Luoer came over with a bowl of thin vegetable porridge. After putting down the bowl, he carefully looked at the heroic prisoner who survived after mocking the third aunt's grandmother.

Xinghe drank the porridge calmly with his minions looking at the magical creatures. There was no salt in the thin vegetable porridge, and the wild vegetables in the porridge still had an earthy smell. Xinghe almost squeezed his nose and drank a bowl of porridge. Sticking out his tongue, he handed the porridge bowl to Xiaoluo, and before sending him away, he asked how many meals a day he had.

Xiao Luo has a good impression of the living magical creatures, and he will answer any questions: "You and the young master are valuable goods, the boss has ordered, you will not be missing for food and clothing."

After I left, only Xinghe and the young master were left in the room. The room became silent for a while, and the young master was thinking about something gloomy. Rest on the Hu bed.

This silence lasted until after dinner, when the night was getting dark.

Xinghe was sleeping soundly on the Hu bed, when he was suddenly woken up in the middle of the night.

It's the young master.

Xinghe: "What are you doing?"

Young Master: "You go and call the people outside, saying that you need to go to the toilet."

Xinghe: "But I don't want to go to the toilet."

The young master: "I tell you to go and you go!"

Xinghe: "...Oh."

Young Master: "You take this and throw it into the latrine."

A paper bag was stuffed into Xinghe's hand.

Xinghe calmly put the paper bag into his bosom, and pushed open the door, the wooden door creaked, waking up the minions outside: "I want to go to the toilet."

There are two minions guarding them at night.

The minions were startled awake, and one of them looked into the room with his head. The young master was lying motionless on the bed, and he told the other to take care of the young master, and cursedly took Xinghe to the toilet.

The paper package that the young master gave him smelled of garlic, and Xinghe recognized it as white phosphorus when he opened the latrine.

The one who was left agreed, but there was no movement in the room, but after a few breaths, his head nodded again, and he fell into a drowsy sleep.

The young master in the room looked sober, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

A few minutes later, Xinghe came back, pretending to be extremely sleepy and collapsed next to the young master.

When the sound of breathing outside the house gradually became even, Xinghe leaned close to the young master's ear and asked softly, "When will there be a fire?"

This short-sighted kid could even guess that he used fire?

The young master took a tight breath, closed his eyes and replied, "It's early morning."

Xinghe asked again: "What's in the morning?"

The young master turned his head and glanced at him slightly: "The people on patrol at night warm up the fire, and in the morning they will fill the ashes into the toilet."

Xinghe let out a "huh" to express his understanding. The temperature is low in winter, even if he wears white phosphorus next to his body, it will not spontaneously ignite.That's why the young master dared to hand over the white phosphorous directly to the "ignorant" Xinghe.But the temperature of the ashes that have just been extinguished must have exceeded 40°C, reaching the ignition point of white phosphorus.