[Quick Transmigration] Anyway, the protagonist is quite cold

Chu Songluo encountered the most difficult situation——

It's more than just saying that he collided with others.

Gao Leng Bingshan's abstinence department, except for the prince's identity that he concealed and set up, not to mention that he has the same status as him on the surface-the aristocratic son's favorite.

The plot of this world is about to begin to function normally, and the power that Chu Songluo has accumulated for a long time is also time to function.The south is the lair of the dignitaries, with fields and ponds spread across thousands of miles, and private soldiers form an array to guard; those in power in Luojing severely crack down on the original northern gentry, using harsh tortures, resulting in the fact that there are very few powerful northern clans in their hands.The official dialect has not been changed, so Luoyin with a southern accent is used throughout the court.Under such circumstances, it seems very difficult to successfully rebel against the rebellion——

It's just that as soon as the southern aristocrats arrived in the north, they began to be extravagant and lustful, and kept comparing each other, and even their servants wore silk dresses, cooked meals with candles, and washed pots with caramel.However, winter has come, but there are few people who open granaries to distribute porridge to help the poor.

In addition, it was originally recorded in this novel that this winter, there will be a heavy snow that never happens in a century.The snow was in Chudi, and the snow was five feet deep. The huts were crushed and collapsed, the weather was cold, the livestock died, and countless people were lost and frozen to death.He Zhiyan's parents were crushed under such a heavy snowfall, which forced him into a desperate situation of grief—that is, in such a desperate situation, the wayward young master Pei Wen took him thousands of miles back to his hometown and dug up the remains of his parents. He comforted him with silent companionship, thus grabbing the heart of this high mountain flower.

Snowstorm is a good time.

Chu Songluo had already taken over a secret military force through Wang Bi, the general who later raised and educated him. After years of recuperation, not only did he not lose his vigor, but it became even stronger.Taking advantage of the fact that the foreign troops in the south were trapped by the snowstorm and could not rush to help, he would launch an army to besiege the city. Through a military coup, he would first control the change of power in the government, and return the former ministers who had been secretly protecting and gathering all these years back to the court; The dancer girl next to General Pei carried out an assassination, thereby promoting Pei Wen to the position of the head of the Pei family, using both internal and external forces, so that the gentry "invited" him, the orthodox prince, to return to the throne.

At that time, the southern dignitaries in Luojingli will all become hostages, and their captive private soldiers will also be organized, and the situation will initially stabilize.

After all, loyalty is just the obsession of literati - for ordinary people, whoever provides rations can have everyone's support; for dignitaries, as long as they have enough interests, they can agree to cooperate.

It's a pity that He Zhiyan was used as Pei Wen's shell - Chu Songluo came to this conclusion after observing him carefully for several years.He has an extraordinary political sense that is almost impossible for a person of civilian origin, and he also has a keen vision and strategy.He originally planned to use the frivolous Pei Ze as a springboard in order to gain the favor of higher-level figures, such as General Pei, so that he could be active in the shadow of the court as a real staff member, but he didn't expect that Pei Ze had a fancy Not just his talent, but his looks.

One wrong step, one wrong step.Today's Xianheting Poetry Club would have been his most humble moment.

What does this group of young masters who only know how to spend their days and nights know?

He Zhiyan originally thought that it would be enough to set up a poetry club, drink a few more glasses of wine at most, and fool a few poems to whitewash ease, but he didn't expect these people to read all obscene words and songs.Not only was he overwhelmed with words, he also didn't want to read these shameful lyrics and music. When it was his turn, he only drank fine wine.Several sons and brothers were full of bad water and poured him different wines, including medicine.He fell drunk on the ground and let others kick his face with the toe of his shoes but he couldn't resist. He was full of ugliness but couldn't explain it.

Only Pei Wen was a little kind, pretending to be impatient and calling for the banquet to end, but Pei Ze saw what was on his mind——

The proud and scorching He Zhiyan was passed on to Pei Wen by Pei Ze like a piece of cargo.

However, now that Chu Song is here, everything will be different.

Seeing that the guests had arrived, Pei Ze also entered the pavilion, with a greasy smile on his face, and pretended to say a few seasonal words to start the show.So the few people who came here to have fun—Huan Xingji, Xie Shou, Gu Quan, Pei Ze, Pei Wen, all chatted and laughed and set the rules for drinking—no matter poetry or music, as long as the meaning is consistent, everyone can go down. catch.

Pei Ze immediately smiled and cupped his hands and said, "I haven't swallowed a drop of ink since I was born, so I dare not participate in such elegant things, but it just so happens that I'm here - I'm not boasting, hey, this is A great talent who is really rich in gold and silver, how about changing into this today, my disciple is here to carry out the drinking orders for me, and I, just stand here and listen, how about it?"

Everyone laughed maliciously, Chu Songluo saw He Zhiyan's face was cold and hard, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he couldn't disobey Pei Ze's words, so he pursed his lips and sat in his seat.Pei Wen was sitting next to his left hand, smiling lazily with his chin propped on one hand—as long as he wasn't facing Chu Songluo, he was indeed a bastard with a lot of aura.Chu Songluo stood silently at the side, acting as an errand for serving wine in the pavilion—because Pei Ze said that none of the maidservants in the court was prettier than him. good poem.

These people started with Pei Wen as the elder.He thought for a while, then smiled and said: "I won't say anything, let my servant drink the bar for me."

The mark of the whip on his body is still painful, and the slightest movement will rub against his clothes, which is really unbearable-many years ago, he was "taught" by Chu Songluo every day, but he never expected to meet again after a long absence. For such an incident, Chu Songluo didn't give him medicine like in the past, and there was not only resentment in his heart, but he wanted to take advantage of the apparent master-slave relationship between the two outside to make him drink to show his dissatisfaction.

However, he was a little uneasy after all, and after giving the order like this, he didn't dare to look into Chu Songluo's eyes, and lowered his brows and eyes pretending to be bored, as if there was something interesting about the stone table.

The rest of the people took a look at Chu Songluo, and they all understood what Pei Wen meant, and they cooperated very much, and were not dissatisfied.

Chu Songluo is naturally not afraid of wine - as a substance, wine has no offensive power against him who has the attribute of the world's laws.But drinking, in exchange for an excuse to tease Pei Wen.Imagine the scene where Pei Wen crawled naked on the blanket on his hands and feet to avoid the whip because he was afraid of his wrath—if those watery eyes and white jade-like skin could be imprinted with bright red whip marks, What a delicious scene it would be, with his moaning in agony.

Chu Songluo drank the glass of wine with secret pleasure.

Gu Quan, who is on Pei Wen's starting position, is a bit real, but he is easy to hang out with by nature. Looking back into the hug is always full of affection. Pain, pain, light push, gradually heard trembling, slightly frightened red. Tried and changed, there is no gap, this time the flavor is so subversive, moving, arms We hug each other, our lips touch each other, and our tongues touch each other."

He will say "soft jade", and He Zhiyan accidentally knocked over the wine cup. The more he listened to it, the more blushing he became, and he couldn't help but want to leave the table immediately, but was half-coerced by Pei Ze. Pressed in place and unable to move.

When Xie Shou smoothly sang a song like "body moves, buttocks jerk, stunned and sour; for a while, half a time, it makes the soul fly to the sky" - he was so panicked that he didn't dare to listen to him carefully. What was she singing, and only then did she realize that this was actually a grand feast for a group of sleazy people.The fish on the chopping board was the man who served the wine brought by him and Pei Wen, and the knife was the shamelessness of these people.

It's time to talk.

It was clearly the entrance of the cold winter, but He Zhiyan felt his body was burning hot, and the air was so sticky that he couldn't breathe.Everyone's eyes flickered and their smiles were treacherous, waiting for him to open his mouth to surrender.

——"Servant... no."

A man standing beside him stood beside him, bending down to refill his wine.

He Zhiyan saw his drooping eyelashes, tightly pursed lips, the curve of his neck and chin, and the cold and forbearing eyes that passed by when he got up.

The wine was served hot.

More than words.The scalding wine passed through the throat like a liquid flame.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the sneering curve of Pei Wen's mouth.Pei Wen slowly ordered the servant he brought, "Drink."

So the man took the cup from Pei Wen's hand and drank it as if he had no emotions.

The nightmare seems to be infinitely long, and there are always evil spirits sneering and laughing, and there is always He Zhiyan drinking, and then the man drinking.

Pei Wen's fingers silently rubbed the rim of the wine cup, where the man's lips touched.This disgusting bastard.

The man raised his head and drank another glass of wine.

——But when he raised his head, his Adam's apple seemed to slide up and down, which seemed very...wrong!More than words, how could you do this?

The fire-like wine slid into his stomach, and the fire burned to his limbs and bones, especially making his mind dizzy, and his body was inexplicably controlled by lust.The man who poured the wine began to smell sweeter than the wine, and his eyes turned into honey.He Zhiyan embarrassingly tried to hide his reaction with his sitting posture, desperately pinching his palms to stay awake.The voice singing obscene words seemed to be inducing, urging him to surrender quickly, as if his reason would be defeated if he missed it.

Another round, and the man leans over to pour the wine again.He Zhiyan couldn't resist standing up to touch his beautiful eyes, but he didn't even raise his hands before he felt the world spinning and fell to the ground.

Chu Songluo silently took two steps back, secretly frowning in disgust.Of course, this was for Pei Wen.Pei Ze, Xie Shou, and Gu Quan all came over to look at He Zhiyan with a smile on their face, and poked his face with the sole of their feet to see how he was powerless to resist, it was very interesting.Pei Ze lifted off his robe, and laughed to show it to several others, "Ha, I still think he is so noble, it doesn't mean that he will be hard after taking medicine."

He Zhiyan's ugliness was exposed in full view like this, and he wanted to stand up angrily, but Pei Ze stepped on his chest and couldn't stand up, let alone cover it up.

Pei Wen was still sitting on the chair, as if everything in this world was too boring for him, he glanced here lazily, and stopped paying attention.

Pei Ze saw that he couldn't please his elder brother after such a toss, so his heart sank, and he pretended to be rude and said with a smile, "Although it's cold today, it won't be so cold when we do it! Why don't I just deal with him like this, and everyone will see This excitement made him unable to disobey—”

"Okay." Seeing that he was in a state of embarrassment, Pei Wen was afraid that Chu Songluo would suspect that he often did such things, so he secretly glanced at his cold expression, and interrupted Pei Ze's words.

Pei Ze was embarrassed for a while, and then looked at He Zhiyan, who was already delirious due to his frailty. He thought he had grasped the elder brother's psychology, and suddenly realized: "Oh——! Look at my head, it's my fault, it's my fault." He Hehe smiled, asked someone to come in and carried He Zhiyan with him, and went out.Pei Wen frowned at him, thinking that He Zhiyan had already been carried away, and said "tsk", very dissatisfied that Pei Ze was so out of line, "disappointing."

He and Chu Song fell out of Pei Ze's yard, only to find that the curfew had passed and the back door of Pei's Biefu was empty.As soon as he got into the carriage, he roughly pinned Pei Wen to the ground.

"Xiao Langjun's poetry club, I think it's a lot of fun."

His hand pinching Pei Wen's neck became harder and harder, but his voice was as calm and self-possessed as ever.

"Did you enjoy yourself today?"