Those years of falling in love with Mosaic [Quick Transmigration]

The wind got louder, and the drunk on the porch hiccupped, hugged the wine jar and began to nod.Kou Qiu's hair was also blown up by the night wind, he looked at the people around him for a long time, but still sighed softly, ordered someone to fetch a brocade robe, and covered Tunlong.

The two young men were on their side, reluctantly sent the already drunk and unconscious head card back to the room.Kou Qiu looked at the sky and didn't plan to go back to the General's Mansion, so he directly rested in the Nanfeng Pavilion.He pushed open the door of his room, as expected, the lock was safe and sound, and the bedding inside was also complete.

Those bastards yesterday were really just talking nonsense, and they didn't even know how to do a full set of plays.

Kou Qiu sat on the bed, and said to the system: [Azai, we can't wait any longer. 】

Doing good things must not be postponed any longer.

Now that he has offended King Duan, even if he is protected by General Qiu, there is no guarantee that King Duan will not hold a grudge in the future and find a reason to take away the entire Nanfeng Pavilion.Instead of this, it would be better to find another way out as soon as possible, so that he can't figure out the way out.

He stared at the plain white ink curtain for a while, still thinking about getting out of slavery, he closed his eyes unconsciously, thinking deeply about it.

It was getting dark.

Kou Qiu was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, but suddenly he heard some movement downstairs, like someone's voice.Immediately afterwards, there was the creaking sound of boots stepping up the stairs, and someone was led by another person, and slowly came towards him.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

"Little Daddy is already asleep," the low voice with the bottle in his ear came into his ears, softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing him, "Daddy, please—"

There is a familiar breath approaching.The faint scent of incense on the clothes lingered in his nostrils, it was extremely clear, but it had the unique cold smell of metal.Kou Qiu still had his eyes closed, and felt that the man sat down beside the bed and stretched his legs.

Han Ping said softly: "Daddy?"

Qiu Lie hummed lightly.

"You go out." He said unhurriedly, without any intention of standing up from the room.

Han Ping was also winking, and quietly closed the door, leaving only two people in the room.

The scent was heard, and the candles were crackling.

After a long while, Kou Qiu felt the man's fingers slowly brushing across his forehead hair, wrapping them around his fingers a few times, and tightening them tightly.Immediately afterwards, General Qiu sighed helplessly, and said, "Is it interesting to pretend to be sleeping?"

Kou Qiu opened his eyes, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"Are you done?" he asked.

Qiu Lie didn't answer immediately, but stretched out his arms, silently looking at him with a pair of dark eyes.Kou Qiu understood what he meant, and immediately leaned his head obediently, half leaning on his solid chest, with dark hair against the man's clean and neat chin.

After a long time, General Qiu said briefly: "Today, Your Majesty is looking for me."

Kou Qiu sat up straight, leaned out half of his body from the quilt, and looked at him.

"For what?"

The man answered simply and neatly, "You."

Kou Qiu's heart instantly rose even higher.

"That--"

"No problem." Qiu Lie said, "I'm here."

He loosened and grasped the young man's hair, and his gaze, which was as cold as a knife's edge, was like a burning red candle, burning up little by little and melting away.

"Your Majesty said, I'm afraid you are really a nine-tailed demon fox," General Qiu said with a smile in his eyes, "Otherwise, how can you fascinate me?"

Well, the system boy thought, Dad's rustic love story is online again.

After so many worlds have passed, can't you learn a more seductive and advanced one?

The old cadre Kou didn't think too much, and said casually: "Then do you want to check?"

He was just joking, but the man's figure suddenly stiffened, and then slowly hugged him straighter.Those hands also slowly moved down, caressing the two mounds, but their faces were still upright.

"Yes," he said, "I'll check to see if there's a tail."

tail......

Tail......

Kou Qiu was almost startled by this sudden sentence.

He stiffened his body, and felt that there was really a warm touch penetrating into the underwear, and slowly descended along the sunken spine, attacking the city bit by bit in that area.

It feels like a round milk coat.

Kou Qiu moved subconsciously, but was stuffed back into the quilt by the man, and then he withdrew his hand from there, saying: "Sleep well."

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Lie took off his shoes and socks, got into bed, and lay on the outer edge of Kou Qiu.His arm was still under the head of the person beside him, pulling the young man close to his chest, and he could faintly see the young man's small and white face, like a beautiful jade, glowing with reverence under the candlelight.

Kou Qiu was faintly lit on the fire, and just about to struggle, the man pressed it back again, using some strength to press on his chest.

"Close your eyes."

His voice became softer, and he said lightly: "Tomorrow, tomorrow will be fine."

No need to worry.

Kou Qiu: "..."

No, didn't you intend to do something after groping around like that just now?

He stared at the bed curtain, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable for a moment.

You have to do it yourself?

Early in the morning of the second day, Kou veteran cadre woke up and said to his son: [I believe he is really bad. 】

I hugged for so long last night, if it was before, it would have been full of cannonballs and immediately burst into flames, why would there be no reaction at all?

The system boy said: [Yes. 】

To hell.

It secretly said something in its heart, and then asked, 【Abba, what are you going to do then? 】

Senior cadre Kou thought about it for a while, and then replied with a serious expression: [Then I should take the responsibility of being the offensive. 】

system:【......】

what did it hear?

Daydream? ?

Senior officer Kou's cheeks turned red, but he still said firmly: [That kind of thing is something that is natural and unavoidable between lovers.Since he is in a dilemma in this regard, as his partner, I am naturally obliged to share this responsibility for him. 】

He puffed up his chest and taught a wave of his cubs by the way, [We socialist successors must have a sense of responsibility and a sense of ownership! 】

The system felt like it was listening to a bible.

Kou Qiu is still making up his mind: [Before, he was the one who was the one to attack, so it was too hard.I will definitely study hard, try my best to be a considerate storm, and strive to make great strides towards the correct revolutionary road together with him! 】

He made a fist.

The system brat almost spit out a mouthful of water.

What a considerate attack from God.

With his father's small body, he deserves to be killed in these few lifetimes. Who gave him the confidence, and who gave him the confidence? !

Kou veteran cadre doesn't think he is blindly confident.

In his view, he just had the courage to take on the responsibility that someone should bear in this relationship.The reason is so simple, the firing of guns is definitely inevitable, but now that General Qiu is ill, it is obvious that he cannot be the one above.

then what should we do?

Of course, the veteran Kou cadre who is full of sacrifice spirit has to do it himself.

He went down the stairs to the hall, Qiu Lie had already gone to court early.Most people in the museum are still resting, only Hanping got up early in the morning and is helping to count the accounts behind the cabinet.

Seeing Kou Qiu coming down, Han Ping's brows were bent, and he said softly, "Dad, did you sleep well?"

Kou Qiu responded.

The sleeves of a piece of plain white gauze that contained a bottle were loosely rolled up, revealing a pair of arms like jade carvings, slender and round, under the wide sleeves.Holding the purple sand teapot, he slowly poured the tea leaves in the cup up and down, and said at the same time, "Father, when Daddy left, he said he had something to give to you."

He took the letter paper and handed it to Kou Qiu.Still joking: "Could it be a love letter?"

Unexpectedly, Kou Qiu shook his head firmly, "It shouldn't be."

Even if something like a love letter is to be written, it should be written by him, the one who deserves it.

He opened it, and dozens of thin sheets of paper shook out.Kou Qiu picked it up and looked at it, only then was he suddenly startled.

So many are all proofs of being freed from slavery.

so much!

He hastily counted them, and there were 28 in total, one not too many and one not not--there are 28 young men in his Nanfeng Hall, so he might not have to be a young man!

Senior officer Kou couldn't help but ordered everyone in the museum to come down.After a while, young ladies of all colors stood in the hall, Tun Long, who was the leader, seemed drunk and still awake, his eyes were swollen like fairy peaches, and he didn't even put on makeup.He changed out of the bright colors he usually wears, and only wore a white robe. He looked thin, and suddenly he looked like he had become a fairy.

"I don't know if Dad asked us to come, what's the matter?"

Kou Qiu didn't guess with them what kind of medicine was sold in the stuffy gourd, and said directly: "I have a document for escaping from slavery here. Everyone, have you ever considered becoming a good man?"

When this sound came out, the young ladies in the field were a little startled.They exchanged glances with each other, and they all saw something incredible in each other's eyes.

After a long time, Fu Xiao took a few steps forward and said, "Congliang?"

"Correct."

Kou Qiu said, without further explanation, just handed the thin paper to him.Fu Xiao's hands were trembling, he repeatedly confirmed all the words written on it, and as if he couldn't believe it, he turned the paper over and over to check it many times.The rest of the people also gathered together and said, "Really?"

"Really, there is a chapter about the government on it."

"Hey," someone said, still staring blankly at the paper, his voice a little hoarse, "I never thought that I would have the day of being a good man..."

From the moment they stepped into this museum, they knew that they might not be able to get out for the rest of their lives.

The reason for coming is very simple.Or they got lost and were abducted and sold here by human traffickers; or they were short of food and rice at home, and they were held by their parents and family members and sent to this building.But no matter what the reason is, they burned their youth like moths in this hall, and were forced into the quagmire by their livelihood.

If possible, who wouldn't want to be a rich young master?Who wants to be a young lady who can be beaten and scolded by the bustard at will, and can only rely on her body to survive?

What's more, this is still a road of no return.

Entering this humble status, unless someone comes to redeem them and is willing to marry them as a matchmaker—but how can people like them, who have rotted into the mud and been despised by the world, have the qualifications to hope for such unrealistic things?

Langyue is already a precedent.

But now they don't even dare to think about it, but it is quietly lying on their palms.Like the wind blows, it can be blown away.

Han Ping subconsciously grasped the paper even tighter.

He said softly: "But Dad, apart from these, we don't know what else we can do..."

Kou Qiu said, "What skills do you all have?"

......

The young men looked at each other in blank dismay.After a while, Tunlong weakly raised his gourd, "I will—"

"..." Kou veteran cadre's forehead thumped and said, "Change to another one."

He's not going to run a circus.

Then Tun Long silently hung the gourd back to his waist.

The arena was silent.A group of cubs who don't work hard and don't distinguish between food and grain look at each other blankly, their eyes are full of cub-like dependence.

"Father," Han Ping asked, "Then what do you think we should do?"

Kou Qiu coughed lightly and said, "First, change your name."

Tun Long shivered instantly.The shadow of being ruled by Wang Fuqiang suddenly returned to his head.

"change name?"

It's not the first time Kou Qiu thought of changing their names.The current ones are quite inconsistent with the core values ​​of socialism. One looks more connotative than the other, and the one with a strong sense of imagery cannot be stronger.

In order to name his sons, his old father, who was named abolished, read Tang poetry and Song Ci for a long time, and finally made a final decision.Hanping was replaced by Hanyun, Tunlong was replaced by Tunxue, Tanzhou, Shooting the Moon, and Fuzhu followed suit.Tun Long repeated his new name several times, finally he was satisfied, and still had lingering fears.

Thankfully, not Wang Fuqiang.

Although the name is a bit literary, it is a serious name after all.The young ladies in the hall were all indescribably happy, and they kept repeating on their lips all day long.A few illiterate people went to Kou Qiu's room, yelling for him to help teach them, and took a brush to write their names on the paper for the first time.

Kou Qiu made a rough distinction, there are some in the museum who are good at painting, some are good at piano, and some are good at abacus, each has its own strengths.And Tunlong is good at writing short stories, well, it can be regarded as a good place.

He and Tun Long said: "Afterwards, you can study and write scripts carefully."

Tun Long stared at a pair of phoenix eyes, and said in surprise: "Really?"

"It can be fake," said Kou's father, an old god, and couldn't help but patted his son's head.After touching it, he thought of something, turned around suddenly, and warned, "Don't write again that I am a nine-tailed black fox."

A good socialist successor, where are the goblins and ghosts?

Tun Long argued: "This is called the script—"

"No." Kou Qiu still shook his head, "I can't write."

Tunlong was dejected.

He said he would not write, so he really gave up on the nine-tailed black fox. After that, he held the pen and paper every day, and even in his dreams, there were all kinds of strange characters appearing on the stage, as if they were on the stage, beating gongs and drums, singing A good show.

After that is the New Year's Eve.

There is a strong sense of youth in the city, and firecrackers can be heard everywhere. If you don't pay attention to it, one will explode under your feet.A few days ago, the street was almost filled with various peddlers. Kou Qiu went out with a few young men to buy new year's goods, but unexpectedly, those who swallowed the dragon and contained the bottle were all weak, and they could not carry as many things as Kou Qiu. .A few people bought a bunch of them, but they didn't have any hands to take them back.

Tun Long stretched his arms and hugged it hard, saying: "I hate myself for not being Nezha."

I want three heads and six arms.

Kou Qiu was standing at the side touching the money bag, ready to give the money from the two pork knuckles as well.He lowered his head and counted the coins, but suddenly he heard a gust of wind in his ear, and some figure bumped into him.

When he turned his head again, the money bag in his hand was gone.

"Hey!"

Kou Qiu was in a hurry, he could only vaguely distinguish the figure of the man who bumped into him from the crowd, "Don't go! Catch the thief!!"

The crowd was so noisy that almost no sound could be heard.At this time, there were a lot of people on the street, their arms were full of things, and it was difficult to chase after them. When they were anxious, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"My lord," the guard who spoke appeared quietly behind him at some unknown time, dressed in black bunts.Said, "I'll help you."

He strode forward, dodged left and right in the crowd, and quickly captured the thief, and shook out seven or eight money bags, all of which were sewn with expensive silk and silk. You can tell it's worth a lot of money.

Feelings are still a habitual thief.

The people around him also gradually realized what was going on, seeing that the thief had been caught, they couldn't help bursting into applause.

"Good! Good skill!"

The rest of the guards swarmed up, easily took away all the things in the hands of the people in Nanfeng Hall, and put them in the carriage parked beside them.They protected Kou Qiu and carefully walked through the crowd, escorting them to the carriage.

Kou Qiu lowered the curtain, still a little dazed, and said, "Thank you, big brothers."

"Young master is too polite," the elder brother guard laughed, "We are all from the general's mansion, and the general sent us to protect you."

Only then did Kou Qiu know why this group of people appeared so timely.

He thanked a few of them, took out money, and invited some guards to drink.The guards declined, and only said: "It's a matter of duty."

They sent the thief to Jingyin Mansion.They had gone a long way, and the old cadre Kou was still standing on tiptoe, looking at their figures enviously.

The system boy said: [Abba? 】

[That's great,] Inspector Kou Qiu's head said quietly, [It can serve the people. 】

He really wanted to be a policeman.Just thinking about it, maintaining law and order in the area and protecting people's lives and property are all extremely meaningful things.

Kou veteran cadre's policeman heart began to restless.

The system was very generous and promised, 【In the next life, I will go through the back door and let you be the one. 】

Senior officer Kou was overjoyed, 【Really? 】

The system brat said: [Really. 】

Senior cadre Kou began to rub his hands excitedly, feeling hopeful in life.

They got into the carriage and saw that there was no more excitement to watch, and the crowd gradually dispersed.The remaining purses were packed up by the guards, ready to return the purse in its original form when the owner of the purse was recognized.

On the second floor of the tea house facing the street, there were also people watching this scene.

Shen Hanxiu watched the figure of the young man being escorted into the carriage, and then slowly filled the wine glass in front of him.

"Did you see it?" The current Tanhualang was speechless, "Brother Shen, you just said that I listened to rumors! Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I should know that it is not a rumor, right? This General Qiu really saw it." I went to the boss of the Nanfeng Pavilion."

He looked down at the carriage again, and said with a smile: "I don't know what's so strange about this boss, that it can make General Qiu feel sorry for him?"

Shen Hanxiu lowered his eyes slightly, watching his hands being reflected by the green jade bucket.

He said lightly: "Shen doesn't know."

"It looks good, but it's not very outstanding," Tan Hualang said, "but the flesh looks a bit attractive... I don't know if it's because of the other skills. How about making people feel ecstatic?"

He laughed briefly a few times, but there was inevitably a bit of teasing in his voice.

"Brother Shen doesn't know," Tan Hualang said with great interest, "Speaking of skin and flesh, the Langyue in Qingfenglou really gave birth to a white skin. When I saw it at Duanwang's mansion that day, it was really like a breeze and a bright moon. They always speak with accents. Even Duan Wang, who is used to seeing beauties, was holding a fire that day, and started burning before the banquet was finished."

Shen Hanxiu was not willing to listen to the things played by the princes and nobles, but he had to.His dark eyes were fixed on the emerald green jade bucket, his eyes were floating, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"I just can't help it," Tan Hualang thinks about it now, and still feels a pity, "It's only one night, but the next day it won't work, the bleeding can't stop... oh."

He sighed softly for this beauty, then looked up, only to find that Zhuangyuan Lang suddenly showed a thoughtful expression.

Shen Hanxiu suddenly smiled and refilled a cup for him.

"According to you," he said, "Prince Duan prefers white skins like this?"

Tan Hualang smiled and said: "That's not true. I wanted Fu Xiao from Nanfeng Tower earlier because of his jade white body, but was stopped by General Qiu halfway - now it seems that Fu Xiao is still there. It's not as good as the boss of Nanfenglou, just looking at it is touching."

The number one scholar looked like a spring flower, and raised his glass slowly, "If there is another banquet at that time, I hope Brother Wang can recommend it to Brother Yu."

They were admitted to the imperial examination in the same year, but Tanhua is different from Shen Hanxiu. They were originally the children of officials and eunuchs. They had frequent contacts with King Duan and were very close.So after hearing this, he didn't refuse at all, and agreed straight away, "Prince Duan must also admire Brother Chen's character!"

Shen Hanxiu smiled and said: "Mu dare not say it, but he has heard about Duan Wang's name like thunder every day. It's a pity that no one has recommended him. Isn't it a pity."

Tan Hualang said: "It's on Brother Yu."

So the two of them put on several jugs of good wine and exchanged cups until the end of the moon.

Back at the mansion, I simply washed up, but saw the steward standing at the door hesitantly.Shen Hanxiu asked: "What?"

"Master," the manager lowered his head, "here, the daily purchases in the mansion are not enough now..."

Shen Hanxiu slowly closed his eyes and said, "Take it from the warehouse."

"That's exactly what you said!" the manager said anxiously, "The reward of 1000 taels of gold has already cost [-]—and besides, the Lord will soon be going to offer a betrothal. How can you prepare a betrothal gift for such a small amount of money?"

It was stretched.

Shen Hanxiu hasn't got an errand yet, the number one scholar is just a false name.He opened his eyes suddenly, and said, "How did you get the previous money?"

How did he never spend and spend?

The person in charge almost fell to his feet and sighed, and said, "Oh, sir, I'm afraid you forgot. What came out of our mansion before, it was all, but it was all money from the Nanfeng Hall!"

Shen Hanxiu stopped his mouth suddenly, his chest fluctuated, and half a day later he slammed the table, and the tea in the cup swayed endlessly following this movement.

"Could it be that I, Shen Hanxiu, can't live without him!"

He closed his eyes hard and swallowed the lingering breath in his throat.

"...that's all."

"It won't be long," he said, "something will happen."