Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

"You trafficked children, and I, the commander, have eradicated a few of these cancerous elements. Why would I lose the morale of the army?" Fu Zhouyang said casually.

The man's heart sank: "General, we must rely on evidence when doing things."

“Of course there is evidence, but why should I show it to you?” Fu Zhouyang waved his hand, and Jiang Sunan, who was standing to the side, immediately understood and took out handcuffs to cuff the three of them.

"Take them back first and hand them over to the police station. They can come and pick us up later."

"Yes, Commander." Jiang Sunan replied.

After Jiang Sunan took the three people away, Fu Zhouyang became interested in the Xiaoyao sword in Pan Yang's hand: "Where did you get this sword from? Where did you hide it?"

"It appeared out of thin air," Pan Yang said truthfully.

"Out of thin air?" Fu Zhouyang laughed. "Do you think I'm a three-year-old? This sword doesn't look like a soft sword; it couldn't possibly be at your waist."

"Do you know the golden cudgel that was taken out of the ear? It's exactly the same." After failing to get the truth out of him, Pan Yang resorted to talking nonsense.

Fu Zhouyang was exasperated: "If you don't want to tell me, then don't. Why are you trying to fool me?"

Without replying, Pan Yang waved his hand and returned to his spatial dimension. Fu Zhouyang was somewhat dumbfounded: "Where did you learn magic tricks?"

"I studied abroad." Pan Yang was too lazy to explain and continued to spout nonsense.

Fu Zhouyang naturally noticed this and didn't press further: "Young Master Lu is indeed extraordinary. Others study abroad to learn knowledge, but you study abroad to learn magic tricks."

"It's been a while since I've been out. How about we go for a walk together, Mr. Lu?" Fu Zhouyang changed the subject.

Clearly, Pan Yang had no chance to refuse, since the car he had brought with him had already been driven away.

The two walked and came to the stream. The water in the stream was crystal clear and there were even a few small fish swimming around.

"How about it? The scenery here is just as good as that abroad, isn't it?"

Pan Yang didn't answer. Seeing that Fu Zhouyang had found a rock to sit on, he simply found a clean-looking spot to sit as well.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the chirping of birds brought a sense of comfort.

“I like to come here when I’m feeling irritable. It’s not as lively as a teahouse, but it’s not bad either.” Fu Zhouyang looked at the stream, then turned to Pan Yang: “Young Master Lu, if people from Y country approach the Lu family for cooperation, what will your Lu family choose?”

“International trade is indispensable,” Pan Yang replied after a moment’s thought. “But if it threatens national interests, the Lu family will not cooperate.”

This is indeed the Lu family's stance. Although the government is in dire straits and all countries are eyeing China covetously, neither Lu's father, Lu Qinghe, nor the original owner of this body could ever be a traitor.

"Well done." Fu Zhouyang grinned. "Young Master Lu certainly has a broad vision."

Meanwhile, Lu Qinghe watched Fang Xiao embroidering this and found it rather boring.

He snatched the needle and thread from her hand and simply took out a pair of binoculars and waved them in front of Fang Xiao.

Fang Xiao was instantly drawn to this unfamiliar object: "What is this? What is it used for?"

Lu Qinghe placed the small telescope in her hand: "Put this side over your eyes, and you can see very far. Don't use this to look at the sun, it's easy to hurt your eyes."

Fang Xiao tried it and found it novel: "This thing is quite fun. My father never let me touch these things before."

"It's yours." Lu Qinghe waved her hand dismissively.

"How embarrassing."

"Don't be shy, I consider you my best friend. If you really feel bad about it, then give me the purse you embroider next time."

Fang Xiao looked at the stylishly dressed Lu Qinghe with a faint smile and said, "Alright, what kind of pattern do you like?"

“As long as your embroidery is good, I won’t be picky.” Lu Qinghe said decisively, sitting in the chair and looking at Fang Xiao.

The more I looked at Fang Xiao, the more beautiful she seemed. She had light makeup and willow-leaf eyebrows, and she wore clothes from the previous dynasty, but she didn't look strange. However, she always exuded a lifeless feeling and lacked any vitality.

"Fang Xiao, have you thought about the future?" Lu Qinghe asked this question as if by some strange impulse.

Fang Xiao frowned and shook her head: "There's nothing to think about in the future. I'll probably just listen to my father, find someone to marry, and then be a good wife and mother."

"Spend your whole life in the backyard?" Lu Qinghe was somewhat shocked. She took Fang Xiao's hand and said, "Fang Xiao, the previous dynasty is gone now. You don't have to make yourself suffer like this. There are so many beautiful sights outside. Why spend your whole life in the backyard?"

“Miss Lu, I am not you, I have no right to choose.” Fang Xiao said with a bitter smile, looking at her so-called three-inch golden lotuses and then at Lu Qinghe, who was dressed in clean and neat Western shoes and clothes.

"But how can you know if you have a right if you don't resist?" Lu Qinghe couldn't understand.

Fang Xiao shook her head: "Miss Lu, you're thinking too simply. Don't say it again. If Father hears you, you might not be able to come to the Fang family anymore."

She was just a weak woman who had been arranged for her from childhood. If her thoughts were even slightly wrong, she would be lectured and criticized. She was just an honest and dutiful canary.

She felt lucky to be able to see these strange and wonderful things and get to know Lu Qinghe. Unlike Lu Qinghe, who had never been exposed to open-minded ideas since childhood, she longed for the outside world but dared not rebel.

Lu Qinghe sighed as she looked at her and changed the subject: "Miss Fang, what musical instruments do you play? I studied the violin once abroad."

As they chatted until almost evening, Lu Qinghe returned home. Just as she arrived at her doorstep, she saw a car stop, and then she saw her younger brother get out of the car.

Lu Qinghe quickly walked over and saw that Fu Zhouyang was indeed in the car. She immediately straightened her expression and asked, "Where did Young Master Fu take my brother?"

Fu Zhouyang wasn't angry at her hostility: "I just took Pan Yang out of the city for a stroll. If Miss Lu is interested, we can go together next time."

"No need, thank you for your kindness, Young Master Fu." Lu Qinghe maintained basic politeness.

Fu Zhouyang waved to Fan Yang, "Next time you want to see me, just come to the Fu residence. No one will dare to stop you." After saying that, he closed the car door, and the car slowly drove away.

Lu Qinghe rolled her eyes and said in a low voice, "Next time you want to see me, just come to the Fu residence. No one will dare to stop you." She rolled her eyes as she spoke.

He looked at Fan Yang with a hint of disappointment: "Why did you go to him again? He's a warlord, and countless enemies are watching him. Don't expect me to help you collect your body when you die."

"He won't die," Pan Yang said calmly.

"Do you think I don't know your own worth?" Lu Qinghe was speechless. She really wanted to crack open her brother's head to see what was inside. "Besides, aren't you afraid that Fu Zhouyang is just playing with you? Don't end up crying after being fooled."

Pan Yang shrugged: "He wouldn't dare." He quickened his pace before Lu Qinghe could speak.

Lu Qinghe sighed. She really was a handful.