[Qin Shimingyue] On the development of love through improper households

"Brother Liang, why did she appear here?"

I leaned on the railing of Zhang's courtyard, looking at the frowning girl in yellow not far away with a half-smile.

"Long time no see, Shuzi."

I still have old friends to visit.

Like her.

I haven't seen her for many years, she has grown from a reckless little girl to a... cough, a rebellious big girl.

Of course her rampage is only aimed at me ==

Han Wangcheng arranged my residence in Zhang's house, but he didn't want to give me a house to live in.

Living in the Zhang family has both advantages and disadvantages.The good thing is that it is convenient to monitor Zhang Liang, but the bad thing is that you have to see Zhang Liang every day.

Zhang Liang's plan to assassinate Qin brought a devastating blow to his family. Zhang Yuan fell seriously ill during his escape and died.Zhang Ping is almost at the end of his life, and there is not much time left.In the current Zhang Mansion, apart from a few former servants and slaves, there is only Zhang Liang's childhood sweetheart, Shui Shu.

Shui Shuzi really loves Zhang Liang very much. Even though the Zhang family fell all the way, she never forsook her and stayed firmly where she was, waiting for Zhang Liang to come back.

If I had known this, I shouldn't have ruined their marriage, otherwise Zhang Liang's children would probably already know how to call them parents.

After all, I owe this girl.

"Ah Zhen, where are you going?"

I stopped, but didn't turn around.

"Zhang San, how old am I this year?"

"...twenty and three."

"Is it too big?"

He was speechless, and I said again: "It's time to go out and find a lover."

What is a good man?

A beloved man will never be in the flower streets and willow alleys.

However, I, Ji Zhen, have never been a clean and self-contained person. I have followed Mo Ya to visit every room in every flower building on Xinzheng Street since I was a child, and even sneaked a peek at Mo Ya and other people's affairs—cough , is a pleasure in the world.

Anyway, since I was born, I have never had a good reputation. I don't want to wash my hands and turn over in this life. That absurdity must be completely absurd.

I was holding almost all of Zhang Liang's money, and I was standing at Xunliang Pavilion, a newly built flower building in South Korea.The word "Xunliang" was too much to my liking, so I strode in.

Don't want to stop for a moment.

"This young master is so handsome, but he has a very chubby face. Is this the first time I've come here!" The fat-headed bustard came up to him, his voice was as sweet as Gongsun Linglong.She almost pinched my butt while she was doing it, her hands were a bit strong, and the pain made me grit my teeth and mouth.

"Call me the most beautiful person here, and bring me some pots of the best wine!" I haven't heard Hua girl play the piano and sing a little song for a long time, and I miss it very much. Throw it to the old/bustard.

"Qing Liang, you take this young master upstairs first, and call Xiao Liang later."

"Yes."

Wait, something is wrong!

Why is this Qingliang a boy?It should be a little girl!

"Well, may I ask, is this a flower building?"

"Yes." Qing Liang nodded, brought some jugs of wine for me, then nodded politely, "Xiao Liang will be here soon."

"Yeah, call her quickly, I can't wait any longer."

"Sir, please wait a moment."

After Qingliang left, I couldn't wait to pour the wine and drank it. The taste of the wine was barely passable, so it was naturally not as good as Xifeng, but I would not refuse the wine, not to mention that there would be a beautiful woman playing the piano and singing for me soon. Add to the fun.

"Squeak—" The door was gently pushed open.

I closed my eyes and said softly, "Sit down when you come, what song can you sing?"

"Me?" The visitor paused for a moment, then continued, "I only sell my body, not my art."

I suddenly opened my eyes, and the one standing in front of me was not a singing girl holding a piano, but a man wrapped in a layer of tulle.

I took a breath and said with a dry smile, "You might as well not wear it."

As soon as the words fell, the tulle on his body was gently put down.

"Is that so?"

The tulle fell to the ground without making a sound.

My gaze slowly moved up from the tulle, across his body, and then to his face.

At best, his face can be regarded as handsome, and he has nothing to do with beauty. This old bustard is really trying to spoil me. I want the best wine and the most beautiful person, and she doesn't satisfy me with these two things.However, the temperament between this man's eyebrows is very much like a person.

He is like Zhang Liang.

While I was studying carefully, someone broke in and ruined my good work.

The person who came was Zhang Liang, followed by Shuzi.

Shuzi had never seen the world, so when she saw Xiao Liang who was naked, she screamed like hell.Zhang Liang and Xiao Liang looked at me without saying a word.

Xiao Liang's expression was icy cold, while Zhang Liang's expression was very calm.

"Mr. Zhang, didn't Confucianism teach you to knock on the door?" I put down my wine glass and looked at him with my arms around my waist. "You destroy other people's good deeds, beware of retribution. And coming to this kind of place will make your life worse." Reputation damaged."

"I don't care about fame." He still kept calm, his voice was very soft.

He never got angry. Even though he clenched his fists tightly, he still suppressed all the emotions in his heart, with a calm expression on his face.

"You're kidding me!" I laughed sarcastically, "If you Zhang Liang didn't care about fame, you should have eloped with me ten years ago."

"You are noisy."

The person who said this was Xiao Liang. He stretched out his hand and touched my Ding acupoint and then my Ya acupoint, then turned his head and said to Zhang Liang with no expression on his face, "Take him away."

——Is this the attitude a prostitute should have?I spent so much money just to see him?He is not worth the price.I wish I could tear this kid up, but Zhang Liang actually nodded and said, "Thank you."

Thank you big head ghost!

I swear that as long as I can move my body later, I will slap him immediately.

"Brother Liang, you will be laughed at by others if you hold him like this." Shuzi was angry and anxious, but still reminded in a cautious tone.

indeed.

There are already many people pointing and pointing at us on the road, more than when Mo Ya was walking all over the street with me in his arms.At that time, after all, in their eyes, it was just a running dog and a little devil in the general's mansion, but now it was their respected Mr. Zhang Liang holding a man.

Mr. Zhang Liang, the head of Confucianism, has a clean family background, was a prime minister for the Five Dynasties, has meritorious service in the death of the Qin Dynasty, has both civil and military skills, excellent strategy, outstanding talent, gentle and elegant... But all the good adjectives in this world seem to be able to be associated with him.

He was born to be admired by others and lived a life of glory.

It's like I was born to be accused by others, and I was infamous for half my life.

The difference between clouds and mud.

"Sookie, I'll take Ah Zhen to a place, you don't have to follow."

Zhang Liang's voice was so cold that Shui Shu's eyes turned red, and she finally didn't follow.

Through the gap between Zhang Liang's sleeves, I saw the young girl in yellow standing obediently on the street, staring at us.

That girl, she also spent a lot of time for Zhang Liang. In such a good situation, there is not only Zhang Liang, a young talent, but she has only one him in her heart.

Zhang Liang finally stopped. He stretched out his hand to untie my acupoint, and he was greeted with an unceremonious slap.

The slap in the street was powerful and crisp, attracting countless people to stop and watch.

"May I ask what kind of qualification you have to meddle in my son's affairs?" I withdrew my hand and sneered, "I'm very relieved by this slap."

A clear red palm print suddenly appeared on Zhang Liang's pale face, he was only taken aback for a moment, and then regained his composure.

He stretched out his hand, I thought he was going to hit back, but he brushed the broken hair on my forehead for me.

He should have never been slapped when he was so old, let alone a slap in the street, which was merciless.

Do you really not care about fame?

"Ah Zhen, do you want some sugar cake? I'll add tofu curd for you."

Following the direction he pointed, I looked over slowly, and I saw Sun Ji Confectionery that only appeared in dreams.

It's been ten years.

Ten years of traces and ten years of heart.

Ten years ago, I didn't have the courage and confidence to chase Xiaomei Zhang all over the street without letting go. At that time, I liked to come here with Mo Ya to eat sugar cakes and drink bean curd.

By the way, after listening to the little song, you should eat candy cakes and drink bean curd.

That's a lot more fun than drinking and getting drunk.

As long as I can't walk anymore or want to be lazy, the ink crow will carry me away.

Mo Ya likes to watch me eat sugar cakes, and then bring the leftovers to Bai Feng.When he was a child, Bai Feng was super cute and chubby, and his martial arts skills were extremely bad. At that time, I was afraid that he would eat too many sweets and he would become too fat to fly. I didn't expect him to be the best in lightness kung fu now.

There is also Wan Ge, Wan Ge never puts water in my training, and he doesn't like to laugh, but he has protected me for many years.

In the end, he gave me his life too.

I owe him the most.

I had too many debts to pay, but the creditors died one by one.

Ten years of life and death are boundless.

A cool liquid slid across my face, and my vision gradually blurred. I heard my own voice, as if sighing: "I want to eat sugar cakes, lots and lots of sugar cakes, and bean curds, many bowls of bean curds." ..."

He said softly: "Okay."