Accidentally bent the hero [Transmigration Book]

"Brother, don't be impulsive." Zhong Xue stepped forward to pull him, only holding a piece of sleeve.

Liang Duan got on his horse and left in front of the crowd who were looking at each other.

Zhong Xuexin said that this is over, but Liang Duan's move was a little impulsive, in the final analysis, he still blamed the young master's tongue for being too long, but he also did it out of good intentions, really... no one can blame it.

"Concubine Shizi, what should I do now?" Steward Zhang didn't see Liang Duan having such an outburst for many years, so he was a little confused for a while.

Zhong Xue raised her forehead and waved her hand to the coachman whose brain was still buffering: "Take the car and go to Zhang's Mansion."

Liang Duan galloped all the way, even though Zhong Xue followed up without delay, he was still thrown far away, when he arrived, Liang Duan had come out of Zhang's mansion vigorously, covered in blood.

Just as Zhong Xue jumped out of the car, she almost lost her voice: "Brother, why are you so confused!"

Blood dripped from Liang Duan's sleeve and hem. Not to mention how bloody the scene was, it was clearly not as simple as a beating.

The more Zhong Xue thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she was about to enter Zhang's mansion to find out. As soon as she lifted her foot over the threshold, she was pulled back by Liang Duan hooking her lower abdomen.

When Liang Duan pulled him, he specially rolled up a part of his sleeve, for fear of rubbing the blood on Zhong Xue.

"Why are you joining in the fun when someone has a baby?" Liang Duan said impatiently.

Zhong Xue was taken aback, didn't she kill someone, why did she have a baby again?

At this moment, Master Zhang chased after him with a guilty expression on his face, holding a clean robe in his hand: "Your Majesty, you are really rude, the servant who waited on the delivery didn't have eyes, bumped into you, and even made this pair of clothes I'll give you an apology on his behalf."

Originally, Liang Duan had indeed rushed in angrily to seek reasoning with the old Zhang Ge and his son, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw people coming and going in the house, people bringing hot water, delivering scissors, in a mess. On the day when Master Zhang gave birth to his daughter-in-law, he still suffered from dystocia and hemorrhage.

When he knew it was not time to reason, he was about to leave, but when he turned around, he bumped into an old woman who came out of the inner courtyard with a basin of blood, and was splashed all over her body.

Zhong Xue fished out a cloth towel from the water and helped Liang Duan wipe his back: "Can you be less impulsive in the future, I thought you were going to kill someone."

"I'm so ruthless?" Liang Duan pressed the edge of the tub unhappily, "Who let you in?"

When Liang Duan took a bath, he never taught anyone to wait on him, not even the housekeeper Zhang who followed him from childhood to adulthood.

"I want to come in." Zhong Xue raised her eyebrows, "My delicate young master who doesn't touch the spring water with ten fingers will serve you personally, you can have fun secretly first, ah, ah, raise your arms! You won't be able to wipe down."

Liang Duan reluctantly raised his arm, his face was gloomy, and he was still thinking about the matter of seven times a night. If it weren't for today's special circumstances, he would definitely destroy Zhang's mansion.

Zhong Xue rubbed and coaxed him, finally coaxing him to look a little better, and in the blink of an eye, he became serious again.

"Zhong Xue, if one day I really change Jiang Shan's surname to me, what do you think?" Liang Duan bit his lower lip.

"What do you want me to think?" Zhong Xue only thought that he was getting nervous again, and didn't care, and handed him a big cloth towel, "Wipe it out, and it will wrinkle after soaking again."

"It has always been the case that if there is no justifiable reason to change the surname, you will be reviled. Will you scold me?" Liang Duan came out of the bathtub and stepped on the ground with his bare feet. "Would you call me a wolf for ambition, would you say that I am a treacherous person who ignores orthodoxy?"

He didn't know what he was worried about. After all, he had already made all the psychological preparations before planning the rebellion.

"Damn it, why are you standing here naked for an exhibition? Hurry up and dry off your clothes and put them on for me." Zhong Xue took off the black single clothes on the shelf and threw them to him in disgust, "The founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty has made many achievements. The emperor of the present generation was also a good emperor of the first generation, but since the second generation, it has gradually weakened. One or two of them are not successful, and they are not bad today, but their methods are extremely vicious. They treat the people as lackeys, and there is no prince to succeed The throne is showing signs of dying. Now the situation in the world is not stable, and chaos is growing. It is a certainty that the country will change its surname and change its owner. Why should I scold you?"

Zhong Xue took off the little tiger from the shelf: "You took this thing with you in the bath, didn't you dislike it back then?"

Without saying a word, Liang Duan snatched the puppet of the little tiger in his hand.

"Mine." Liang Duan held tightly in his palm, turning his face away.

Seeing Liang Duan's angry expression, Zhong Xue was in a good mood, took out her little white rabbit from her bosom, quickly brought it forward, kissed the little tiger's mouth with the little rabbit's mouth, and kissed the little tiger's mouth in Liang Duan. Before Duan could react, he suddenly withdrew it and put it in his arms.

"You—" Liang Duan held his defiled tiger cub, speechless angrily.

"A kiss is good for physical and mental health." After finishing speaking, Zhong Xue cast a coquettish wink at Liang Duan, and happily went out with her hands behind her back.

Liang Duan stood there in a daze, looking at Zhong Xue's back in the night, and secretly made a decision - he decided not to stop Zhong Xue, not only not, but also to trap him by his side for the rest of his life, if he dared to run away with others, So he grabbed him and didn't give him rice or water until he admitted his mistake. Anyway, in this life, he can only be his own...

The next day, when Zhong Xue woke up, there was an extra hair band on her arm, which belonged to Liang Duan. One end tied her right hand, and the other tied Liang Duan's left hand. It was still tied tightly.

Zhong Xue was still drowsy at first, but when she saw this, she immediately regained her senses, pulled her right hand violently, tightened the rope, and Liang Duan was pulled awake directly.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhong Xue turned over and rode on him.

"Go down." Liang Duan frowned.

Zhong Xue deliberately raised her right hand high, and Liang Duan's left hand was also brought up: "Brother, you're wicked enough, why don't you explain?"

Last night, after Liang Duan came back from the bathroom, his mind was restless, and he always had the illusion that Zhong Xue would run away as soon as he fell asleep. Although he knew that this was impossible, he was not at ease in his heart, so he simply tied the two of them together .

The truth must not be told to Zhong Xue, otherwise Zhong Xue would definitely feel that there is something wrong with his mind, so he simply made up a lie: "After you fell asleep last night, you suffered from nocturnal excursions, and I was afraid that you would go out and run around, so I made such a bad plan. "

"Me, sleepwalking?" Why didn't Zhong Xue remember that she had this problem.

Liang Duan nodded seriously, for fear that he wouldn't believe it, and added: "You don't know, you crawled out of me at least three times last night, if I didn't sleep lightly, I woke up in time to hold you back, maybe where would you go?" gone."

"Then you still did a good thing?" Zhong Xue didn't believe a word, but didn't bother to ask, she shook her wrist, "It's untied."

After breakfast, Zhong Xue was about to pack up and go to the academy when Father Zhong suddenly asked someone to deliver a letter.

After returning last night, Liang Duan personally edited a book and brought it to Mr. Zhong to clarify the rumor of "seven times a night". Mr. Zhong felt guilty. He did not know which official he heard that Liang Duan was Having a headache about the refugees at the gate of the city, he took the initiative to invite Ying, saying that he would set up a porridge shed in Liang Duan's name to help the victims, and apologized.

"My father has nothing to mess with." Zhong Xue frowned, and returned the letter to Xu Xiaoqing, "Tell him that the porridge shed can't be done, and the world will be in chaos."

If the porridge shed is set up, although it can relieve the temporary difficulties of the victims, it seems to be a good thing, but in fact it is full of disasters.Just imagine, there are hundreds of thousands of victims in Lingnan. If they knew that these victims who had fled the danger and escaped from the disaster had received relief in the capital, wouldn’t they follow suit one after another? , the riots will continue, and the scene will be difficult to control.

Xu Xiaoqing scratched his head blankly, and said in a low voice, "Master is also kind."

"When he does something bad with good intentions, and the evil is done, who cares whether he started out with good intentions or bad intentions." Zhong Xue was afraid that Father Zhong would be disappointed by rejection, so she wondered if she should tell him in person.

On this occasion, Liang Duan raised his eyebrows and stepped forward: "You ask Yue Zhang to stop for a while, and I will come to the door in person in the evening and explain the pros and cons of this matter to him clearly."

Steward Zhang said that if you want to win a man's heart, you must not only win over his stomach, but also win over his family.Grasping Zhong Xue's stomach is a long way to go, and it will not be accomplished overnight. After all, he has worked so hard that he can't even cook braised pork, but the latter is easy.Moreover, Zhong Xue is such a close relative, and she will definitely serve Gao Tang in the future, so she really needs to take care of her.

Liang Duan knew that Father Zhong liked the calligraphy and painting of the great Confucian of the former dynasty, but the great Confucian did not leave many traces after his death, and the most precious one was hung in the emperor's bedroom.

When he was a teenager, Zhou Yan secretly took it out to show off to him, Liang Duan never forgot it, and after just a few glances, he understood the method of writing, that is, the charm, and he understood seven or eight points of it.

While Zhong Xue was studying, he picked up Zhang Gaoji outside the classroom, and copied a copy from memory, but perhaps because of his personal style, the one he copied was a little more cheerful and vigorous, although it was slightly different from the original painting. There are discrepancies, but it is even more stunning.

When the ink was drying, Zhong Xue had just finished school, and the two were about to board the car to go to Zhong's Mansion, when a general hurried over, saying that the victims of the disaster outside the city violently broke into the city.

The two diverted directly to the gate of the city.

Just now the battle was too loud, and the people on the street dispersed one after another. Except for a few shops being smashed and robbed, no casualties were caused.

Those mobs ran too scattered, and they couldn't catch them all in a short while. Liang Duan was about to ask a general to go back to transfer people, and just as he was giving orders, a cold light flashed.A mob who was escorted to the side by the family general suddenly broke free, shook out a retractable dagger from his ragged sleeve, and stabbed at the back of Liang Duan, the speed was so fast that he couldn't dodge it, and the family general beside him also Too far away to help.

Zhong Xue was standing behind Liang Duan at this moment, when she raised her head, her heart twitched suddenly, and she subconsciously turned around and lay on Liang Duan's back. Three craps.

It was his block, which delayed the time, and the generals immediately attacked him, but that man's kung fu is too high, and three or four generals are very difficult for him.

Liang Duan hugged Zhong Xue, his face was bloodless, and after a moment of emptiness, he yelled to the surroundings like crazy: "Look for a doctor! Find all the nearest doctors for me!"

He yelled too loudly, Zhong Xue's ears hurt, and she cut off a sentence: "Fuck, brother, brother, you are small, can you make your voice lower?"

Zhong Xue's back was still bleeding, and Liang Duan blocked it with his hands, not daring to move: "A Xue, are you okay, you've bled a lot."

Liang Duan's voice was so trembling that he could barely hear it clearly.In fact, the knife didn't go into the vitals just now, and he couldn't die, it just hurts, but Zhong Xue still wanted to scare him, but seeing Liang Duan's bright eyes, he was stunned, felt inexplicably sour, and immediately bent his eyes and smiled: " Good brother, I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?"

"I'm not crying, you shut up and don't talk." Liang Duan was fierce at him, but he was so fierce that he had no confidence, but seeing that Zhong Xue was still rambunctious, his heart slowly retreated from his throat to his throat.

"Look for a doctor, it's me!" A dirty man raised his hand from the pile of victims holding their heads in the corner, and then he pointed to Liang Duan, "Just now when that man saw this young man blocking him, he subconsciously Put away the sword, the injury is not deep, you don't need to do this."

"Are you a doctor?" Liang Duan was skeptical, he didn't dare to make fun of Zhong Xue.

The man nodded, and several thugs who hugged their heads also echoed.

"My baby has a high fever on the way, just a few needles will be fine, Ke Ling." "My old lady, I have been suffering from leg problems all year round, so let him try it."

Seeing the doctor's delay in coming, Liang Duan reluctantly believed him, and even said harsh words.The general dragged the man over, the man scratched his face with his dirty hands, took out a silver needle bag from his pocket, and was about to spread it out when a handkerchief was handed in front of him.

"Don't touch him with dirty hands, wipe him off first." Liang Duan glared at the man, then gently turned Zhong Xue over, letting him lie on his lap.

The man opened the needle bag and was about to reach out to pick off Zhong Xue's clothes when Liang Duan slapped it open.

"Young master, I'm a fucking doctor, doctor, do you understand? I see people naked twice in three days, and besides, in broad daylight, are you afraid that I will molested him?"

Liang Duan drew out his dagger and cut a round hole near Zhong Xue's wound: "It's enough for you to get the needle."

The man bared his lips: "Who are you, so particular?!"

"People who sleep together every day, do you have anything else to ask?" Liang Duan said coldly.

Zhong Xue was in so much pain that her ears were not working well, so she couldn't hear clearly.

The author has something to say:

Don't abuse, believe me, don't abuse, just cut a little bit of flesh, and it will be fine in a few days, but brother Duan likes to magnify the incident, in his eyes, cutting a little flesh = stabbing Zhong Xue in pairs.Emphasize once again, do not abuse! ! !A new character appeared and knocked on the blackboard. This was a big assist, although he didn't know he was assisting.