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

The morning at Nanfeng Academy starts with the sound of rooster crowing.

The handyman who hadn't fully woken up from his sleep dragged his feet lazily to open the door. The bottle inside had already been changed and he checked the inventory carefully.Holding the account book in his hand, he re-checked the numbers that had been checked last night, and then raised his head and said a few words to the handyman.

There were noisy sounds coming in from outside the door, the gongs and drums were shaking the sky, and it was extremely festive and lively.

Han Ping put down the ledger in his hand, frowned and looked out.

"What's going on here?"

The handyman also looked out the door, and replied: "Oh, which one is officially settled, and the dowry is being given..."

He got up and stood at the door watching for a while, then suddenly said: "This seems to be from the Shen family?"

Hanbo stood up abruptly.

Nanfeng Academy was not far from the main road. Standing on the threshold, he could clearly see the determined flow of people.The red color is very bright and dazzling, piercing everywhere, like thorns piercing straight in, all the way to the heart.

Hanping paused, took a step back, and closed the door tightly.

"Why are you closing the door?" Tunlong's voice suddenly came from behind, prolonging the end, with a bit of usual arrogance and disdain, stretched out his hand, and pushed open the door that had just been closed , "Isn't it the next decision? Is there anything you dare not look at?"

Getting used to his temper, Han Ping just sighed softly.

"You always have to think about dad..."

"What are you thinking?" Tun Long raised his eyebrows, "He has to go and see, he can't escape!"

They never doubted Duan Cun's intentions for Shen Hanxiu.

When Duan Cun first entered the Nanfeng Pavilion, he was only eleven or twelve years old, but he had already mastered all aspects and acted like a mature adult.He is nimble and diligent, chopping firewood, lighting the fire, cleaning, adding tea, doing everything. Occasionally, he really can't bear it, he is so sleepy, and the boiling tea scalds his forearm with a string of blisters. , Swallowing the bottle did not hear him cry.

When Hanping entered the museum, Duan Cun had quickly grown into the boss' right-hand man.

He never shed a single tear in front of anyone.Even if a guest saw that he was handsome and directly attacked him, he would still push the person away with a smile on his face, and the person who could flatter him would be happy.

It was such a man who seemed iron-clad, yet Han Ping secretly saw him cry once.

That's when he got a letter.

It is not so much a letter as a crumpled piece of paper.Duan Cun was literate, so he quietly read it behind his back, and then silently stuffed it into his clothes.It's just that the originally straight shoulders slowly tightened, and then shook up and down. Tun Ping was standing behind the tree, and caught a glimpse of him biting his lip, but the ground in front of him quickly soaked a small piece.

He didn't hear about it until he got acquainted with it. That fellow Duan Cun hadn't passed the country test, so he had to wait a few more years.

"Why didn't Dad think about going to school by himself then?" Han Ping asked.

At that time, the young man was leaning on the railing of the Nanfeng Hall, and the fragrant wind in the hall was extremely strong. When he came from the shop, it was like an unknown hand covering his mouth and nose.Duan Cun lowered his eyes, looked at the young lady sitting on the lap of the guest, and laughed.The jumping candlelight dyed the whole venue orange red, and the hanging curtains were blown high by the night wind. Duan Cun held up the pipe and only smiled faintly.

"Father doesn't have that talent," he said, "and he can't learn it."

The bottle doesn't believe it.Duan Cun clearly wants to learn, and his intelligence and spiritual knowledge are not inferior to anyone else.But Duan Cun just took another puff of the cigarette, exhaled a cloud of mist, and didn't say any more.

He supported Shen Hanxiu all the way to the top, but he still stayed in the Nanfeng Pavilion, being a procuress who was despised and looked down upon by others.Likes and sincerity have been worn away little by little, and what remains is only a skin condensed by the smoke, barely shaped like a human, and no one can see the emptiness inside.

In the fourth year of the new emperor's accession to the throne, Duan Cun got a golden and jade bong from a Persian guest.

This was the first time that he clearly expressed his liking, and he was reluctant to use it even if he used it. He only put the bong in the cabinet every day, and put the most precious one in a mahogany box, wrapped in soft silk cloth.

"When Dad is gone," he said with squinted eyes, "Hanping, I'll leave this Nanfeng Hall to you—I don't want anything beside me, just the bong, just give it to me."

Han Ping asked in surprise, "Father is leaving?"

"Hey," Duan Cun knocked his usual pipe on the armrest, with a little smile on his face, "Who doesn't want to leave, just wait, when he really gets up, I can Get out of here."

The tone, expression, and bottle at that time are all clearly remembered.

But when Duan Cun came back after a night trip, his expression was quite different.Han Ping opened the door for him, and noticed that his waist was empty, and the cigarette pipe hanging on it was gone.

"......father?"

He said in surprise, "You are—"

"It's nothing." Xu Shi saw his worry, and Duan Cun waved his hand at him, "I took it away, and it wasn't stolen."

He went upstairs without stopping, and after a while, the pipe that he was reluctant to use was taken down together with the case, and Duan Cun handed it over to the handyman who helped pass things.

Hanping became more and more puzzled, and Duan Cun said after a long time, "Quit."

"Why?"

"......he does not like."

Say yes - a smell of wind and dust.

Duan Cun secretly stood in front of the back door of Shen's house that night. Facing the words frowned by the young man, Duan Cun almost smelled his own body in a panic.It was indeed dusty, even if he had just bathed and changed clothes before coming, the dirty smell in his bones still couldn't be changed.

But Shen Hanxiu only has the fragrance of ink on his body.His hands were clean and smelled of books, his fingers were long and slender, and there was not even a single callus on them.

Duan Cun secretly glanced at his hand.Even if it is kept with balm later, the traces of being worn on it will not fade away.

He stood outside the door, and Shen Hanxiu stood inside.

There seems to be a galaxy between them.

The golden jade bong was also given to Shen Hanxiu, saying that it might be useful in the future.Since Duan Cun had quit smoking, it was useless to hold it, so he handed it over overnight without hesitation.

After that, he raised his hands more and more meticulously, raising them like a scholar.He practiced calligraphy, painting, and piano, and worked hard to learn elegance and courtesy.

But after he finally took care of him, Shen Hanxiu did not hesitate to draw a line with him.

"You—" he heard Shen's servants say bitterly, "You also came from a natural disaster, why did you fall to this point?"

When hearing this for the first time, even a good-tempered person like Han Ping was so angry that he almost went straight to it, grabbing the servant by the collar and reasoning.But Duan Cun just pulled his hand away, and said calmly: "They are right."

Hanbo: "Daddy!"

"It's just the difference between cloud and mud..." Duan Cun's lips trembled, and he finished the sentence slowly, "It's me, it's in vain to be so affectionate."

What a waste of love!

The wind outside was extremely strong, after hearing that, he turned his head and walked into the wind.He didn't take two steps, his figure was crooked, and he fell to the ground.

After that, she was in a coma for three days and three nights, and when she woke up again, it seemed as if she had let go of the past.

Include the bottle only if he is irritated.

But now that Shen Zhuangyuan is about to get married, the excitement of the past is gathering above his head like a dark cloud.

Why did you pick the big daddy and the little daddy before they left the city?

Han Ping was anxious, but heard the upstairs window crashing, someone bumped into the window, knocking the window open a crack.

"Don't..." He heard a muffled low voice, "It's early in the morning..."

Immediately afterwards came his eldest father's voice, extremely low, as if he was coaxing something.The crying sound became clearer little by little, and the end was hooked, like a small hook, stirring people's hearts every now and then.

Tunlong: "..."

Contains bottle: "..."

The two looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

Didn't this sound rang for most of the night last night?

Why are you here this morning!

The people in the venue know what this tone represents.Han Ping counted the number of times he heard it last night and this morning with his fingers, and faintly felt that his waist and legs were starting to ache.

Who the hell said the general can't do it?

This is not good, he also wants to have it very much, okay?

The wolf on the second floor shook its fur, and licked the fat rabbit's fur until it got wet, and then ate it contentedly.It has to be said that General Qiu's marksmanship is really superb. When it is fast, it is almost invisible, but when it is slow, it makes people's scalp numb, and they can't lift a bit of strength.

Kou Qiu was defeated in only two or three rounds, and then he could only be forced back to the wall by the opponent to hold the offensive forcefully.

It wasn't until he couldn't get anything out, and he shuddered every time he was lightly touched, that Qiu Lie pressed against him, and slowly retracted the knife into its sheath.

"Hold it well," the man said in a low voice, "don't let it leak out."

He kissed the young man's sweaty forehead again, and got up to ask for water.Hanping had already thoughtfully ordered someone to boil the water, and when the bucket was full of hot water, Qiu Lie stepped into the bucket with the young man in his arms.

The warm water flowed in all of a sudden, and Kou Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

The water vapor was hazy, and General Qiu combed his hair. Seeing him leaning on his arm, looking so sleepy that he didn't even want to say a word, he patted him on the back.The pain in the waist and back eased, Kou Qiu just closed his eyes, but he heard the sound of gongs and drums going away from outside came back again.

Kou Qiu was overwhelmed by the disturbance, and suddenly opened his eyes, "Who is it?"

Noise pollution early in the morning!

The system brat was also very dissatisfied, [I finally finished my studies, the noise was so loud that I even forgot what I just memorized! 】

Qiu Lie patted him reassuringly, came out of the barrel first, and said to his big baby: "Hold out your hand."

The big baby opened his arms obediently, he wiped his body dry with a silk cloth, and kissed again.

When they went downstairs, the eyes of the cubs all focused on Kou Qiu's waist, like searchlights.When Kou Qiu sat down on the chair with difficulty, someone quietly pushed the bowl towards him, Kou Qiu looked down, there was a bowl of red bean porridge.

Kou Qiu: "..."

His son is very filial, "Father, the bullwhip soup is also simmering on the stove."

We all feel that you desperately need a boost of energy.

"..."

Fu Xiao blushed, and said beside him: "Father, Daddy is really amazing."

Kou’s eyes twitched, and he was about to ask them how they knew about it, when he heard Hanping tactfully say, “Father, the sound insulation in our hall is not very good.”

Senior cadre Kou suddenly remembered the melodious voice he heard on the first day he entered the museum.

......got it.

He silently drank the red bean porridge.

Hanping poured him a cup of tea, still worrying about Kou Qiu going to the disaster area, trying to persuade him to go back, "There is a shortage of food and chaos. Daddy has a business, daddy If you don't know martial arts, wouldn't that add to the chaos?"

Senior officer Kou didn't feel that he was causing trouble at all, he put down his spoon and said, "You don't understand."

Going to places where the people need it most is what socialist successors should do.

Otherwise, how can we serve the people?

Han Ping said: "But you don't know martial arts—"

"Who said that?" Kou Qiu sighed old-fashionedly, then stretched out his hands seriously, rolled up his sleeves, exposing two white arms, and posed for a punching pose.

All the cubs in the room silently watched his performance.

Kou Qiu shouted a slogan to himself, and hit the general beside him all at once.General Qiu was so cute by him, closed his eyes and doted on him, and fell down without saying a word, saying that he, a general who had retreated tens of thousands of enemies, couldn't even stand up after being punched.

Martial arts is really high!

Everyone in the room: "..."

Tsk tsk tsk, this scene of showing affection is really eye-catching.

They had no choice but to turn their heads in unison.

Han Ping thought for a while, after all, he kept his eyes open, and when General Qiu went out to the Ministry of War, he pulled the boss of Nanfeng Pavilion aside, and told him in a low voice the reason for the firecrackers going off today.Kou Qiu was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then said: "Let him go."

He can't control it, and he doesn't want to control it.

A bit of the remaining soul in his chest swelled and ached crazily, Kou Qiu stretched out his hand to touch that place, but did not speak.

The system brat said: [Abba, do we really bear it? 】

This is all stepping on our heads to climb up!

Kou veteran cadre's eyes were deep, and after a while, he stretched out his hand to probe his chest again.

"Will you?" he said softly.

Even a clay figurine has three points of temperament.

——We will get those things back for you.

The little pain was gone.Senior officer Kou understood what Duan Cun meant, so he stood up again and called the other boys.

Everyone went out of their respective doors and went to the hall, waiting for his order.

Kou Qiu looked around, and then quietly said: "I'm going to tell you something."

The system was gearing up excitedly, 【We're going to make a big one! 】

Finally, I can directly smash the slag and attack, and I am so happy that I can rotate the spiral 360 degrees to the sky!

Kou Qiu said surprisingly, "I want to get my money back with Shen Hanxiu."

Swallowing Dragon with a Bottle has endured Shen Hanxiu for a long time, but he has always been concerned about Duan Cun and never dared to do anything.Now when they suddenly heard this, they were both stunned and stunned, and when they realized it, they couldn't help being overjoyed.

"Father," he said happily, "have you seen it?"

"That's right," Kou Qiu said softly, "It can't be opened any more."

If you feed your heart, spleen and lungs to a beast, even if you can't get them back, you can't just let that beast take advantage of these benefits and continue to go to heaven.

"Anyway, I've already become famous in the capital," he smiled calmly, "I don't have face or anything long ago, right?"

He paused, then looked at his cubs again.

"How about it, do you do it?"

The 28 cubs were gearing up, and even the most stable and peaceful bottle containing bottle began to roll up their sleeves, "Do it."

If you don't sweep up the garbage before you leave, how can you leave with confidence?

They just pretended to be fighting in groups, carrying all kinds of weapons on their bodies, closing the door of Nanfeng Academy aggressively, and directly killed them on the main road.

Shen Hanxiu was riding on a tall horse and was personally supervising the delivery of these betrothal gifts, and he had already arrived at the Grand Master's Mansion.A lot of people gathered on both sides, they all admired the betrothal gift, and secretly sighed that the number one scholar really had a lot of money in his family.

Only the glamorous Zhuangyuan Lang knew in his heart that most of these were gold, silver and jewels sent by Duan Cun in the past, and a small part were rewards from Duan Wangyu.

He almost emptied the mansion, and only then managed to scrape together a betrothal gift that could match the grand master's mansion.

If you are not in charge of your family, you don't know how expensive firewood is.Shen Hanxiu has been deaf to things outside the window for too long, how did he know that the accumulated amount of tea, rice, oil and salt is such a shocking amount?Now apart from the betrothal gift, he is completely clean, if there is no vacancy for him to fill, then he will have to rely on the dowry carried by the grand master's daughter.

At this moment, he secretly regretted that he shouldn't have had such an argument with Duan Cun before.

Otherwise, how could they have come to such an embarrassing situation.

He sighed secretly in his heart, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and accelerated the pace of the horse running under him. Seeing that the Grand Master's Mansion was already in front of him, he suddenly saw a group of people killed in front of him, all of them were carved jade Zhuo looked good, but his eyes were wide open, and when he got to the road, he blocked his hand without saying a word.

The blowing team in front stopped, Zhuangyuan Lang also reined in his horse, looking down at the group of people in front of him, feeling a little puzzled.

Where did this all come from?

But then, these young people stood on both sides, and another person slowly walked out from the middle.

This person is fair-skinned and has delicate features. I have read a lot in the scriptures these days. Among the five new news in the capital, three of them are related to this person. Then he recognized it, "Boss Liu!"

Shen Hanxiu's face changed.

He squeezed the rein tightly, and for some unknown reason, even the lines of his neck became tense, and there was a strange rhythm in his voice.

"Boss Liu, I don't know what to do here?"

Kou Qiu looked at him, Zhuangyuan Lang did not show any familiarity with him, his eyes seemed to be looking at a stranger who met by chance.

He sighed softly.

"I'm here to collect the debt." He said slowly.

Zhuangyuan Lang laughed and raised his eyebrows.

"Boss Liu was joking," he said flatly, "You and I have never met each other before, so what debt can we ask for?"

Tun Long suddenly became angry, and was about to speak, but Kou Qiu stopped him with his hand, his voice was still calm, neither annoyed nor angry at all.

"I think Shen Zhuangyuan is just joking."

He paused for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes, a pair of dark eyes stared straight at the man on the horse.

"Since Shen Zhuangyuan has never met me...then why are there so many things from my Nanfeng Hall in this dowry gift?"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The people on both sides began to whisper, and their searching eyes pierced like needles.Sitting on the horseback, Shen Hanxiu felt a faint chill on his back, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

He opened his mouth, but closed it again sullenly.On the contrary, a man in charge in front of the horse took a step forward and shouted: "Where did you come from, you are such a mess! Our master is the current number one scholar, and he hired a daughter of the grand master's family. Where can you get anything from you?"

The young man was still calm, he just stretched out his hand, and Tun Long, who was a bit of a monster, immediately opened the ledger in his hand, coughed a few times, and read down line by line.

"A pair of blue-and-white porcelain vases with auspicious cloud patterns painted on them, twenty hibiscus-shaped silks and satins with folded branches, a pair of red-patterned enamel cups with emerald backgrounds, a pair of white jade cups, three East China Sea night pearls, and a gold and jade pipe..."

He shook out the long ledger and read down one by one.Those treasures were all of great value, and the people watching were all amazed, and Shen Hanxiu's complexion became more and more serious.

After some common people discerned the pair of auspicious cloud-patterned blue and white porcelain vases in the betrothal gift, even the people in the sending team became restless.

The person in charge couldn't see it well, so he raised his aura even more, and said angrily: "Is it true that you are only allowed to have such fancy porcelain vases?"

Kou Qiu put his hands behind his back and said slowly: "Of course not."

The steward was about to continue, but he heard Kou Qiu complete the last sentence, "It's just that this porcelain bottle was originally given to me by the second son of Baifu, and the logo of Baifu is printed on the bottom of the porcelain bottle. If this is not my Yes, why don't you lift it up and let the people in the city take a look?"

"Yes, take a look!"

"Would it be Mr. Bai who gave you a pair too?"

The onlookers booed and gradually saw something was wrong from the look on the face of the number one scholar.The sound became louder and louder, and finally came almost overwhelming, shouting in unison, asking the number one scholar to light up the bottom of the bottle for them.

"Take a look!"

"Take a look!"

"..."

Shen Hanxiu was on the horse and closed his eyes forcefully.

The voice was too loud, and the servants in the team were in a dilemma.

Zhuangyuan Lang's nails were deeply embedded in his palm, and he finally waved his hand.The porcelain bottle was lifted up by the servants on both sides, revealing its bottom bit by bit.

At this moment, Shen Hanxiu still had some hope in his heart.

What if, what if this is really not the pair between Duan Cun and himself?

He held his breath and stared at it, but if such a thing never existed—even if it was covered with dust, the sign of the Bai family was still eye-catching, bright and dazzling.Like an undisguised knife, it suddenly showed its sharp cold light.

--This is real.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the rein held by Shen Hanxiu was suddenly loosened, and he almost fell off the horse.

Couldn't hide.

...can't hide anymore!

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