Raised an ugly man [Transmigration Book]

The pear tree in the south chamber bears fruit, and the bright yellow pears, hanging on the branches, look plump, crispy and sweet, making people greedy.

Yi Ziqian thought that summer was approaching, and the heat was hard to endure. He could pick pears and boil them into pear jam. Adding sweet-scented osmanthus would have the effect of clearing the fire and moistening the lungs.

And although the peach blossom brewing day was approaching, no one tasted it with him, and it was a bit regretful and boring in the end.It's better to just let it sit and wait for Gu Lin to come back and then unseal it, the taste will be more intense.

It's just that the pear tree grows well and grows tall. Usually, the pears are beaten down with bamboo poles, and the servants pick them up under the tree.But I often can't get it right. Most of those white, tender and delicious pears were smashed to the ground, which is a pity.

He stood under the pear tree and racked his brains, but he couldn't think of any good way.Suddenly a flash of inspiration, Ah Qing knows martial arts, why not use lightness skills to pick pears from trees, so that there is no need to waste.

But in broad daylight, it would be inappropriate for a servant to go up a tree to pick pears, if Mrs. Yi's father and Mrs. Yi accidentally saw it.

He just wants to be a rice bug in peace, and doesn't want to make troubles. Father Yi doesn't like him, so maybe he wants to use this to make troubles for him.

At night, most people in Yifu rested, Ah Qing finished her homework and went back to her room. The first thing she did was to check out her purse from under the bed.Since he received his wages that day, he couldn't help taking out his money bag every day, taking out the copper coin and checking it in the palm of his hand. At first it was a novelty, but later he almost became addicted. If he didn't do this, he couldn't even sleep well.

He took out the purse from under the bed, and was about to open it, when suddenly he felt the cool wind blowing from behind, his eyes sharpened, and he used the coin in his hand to peek at the man outside the window, only to see that man sticking out half of his head, it turned out to be Mr. .He was startled in his heart, and quickly withdrew his anger, but the copper plate couldn't hold back, and hit Xiao Langjun's smooth forehead.

Yi Ziqian originally wanted to ask Ah Qing for help, but seeing that the candles in his room had been extinguished, he thought he had fallen asleep.His window didn't seem to be able to be locked, it was open with the gap covered, so he wanted to see if Ah Qing had fallen asleep.

But Ah Qing thought that Yi Ziqian had secretly spied on the person in Yifu many days ago.

The copper coin hit Yi Ziqian's head and bounced to the ground again. He groaned, clutched his forehead, stepped back and sat down on the ground.

Seeing that she accidentally injured Xiao Langjun, Ah Qing quickly turned over the window, stepped forward to check Xiao Langjun's injuries, and found that the snow-white skin was red from being bumped.

Seeing that she had hurt Xiao Langjun, Ah Qing asked with concern: "Mr. Lang, did it hurt?"

Yi Ziqian's forehead was just red, and there was a little pain, it didn't matter, as long as the pain passed, he said: "It doesn't matter, I was reckless, I thought you were asleep, and saw that your window was still open, so I wanted to see it." .”

Ah Qing stared at Mr. Xiao Lang's forehead, it was originally white jade, but the red spot seemed to be a blemish.

Yi Ziqian observed his words and expressions, and saw that he was showing guilt, and said, "I don't blame you, I came here to ask you to do me a favor."

Hearing that Mr. Xiao Lang wanted him to help, Ah Qing said, "Sir, please tell me."

Yi Ziqian said: "I don't think the pears are ripe in the courtyard. I want to pick some to make pear jam, soak them in water to cool off the heat, and give some to the servants. But beating pears with bamboo poles is a waste. I want you to Help me, climb up the tree and pick it."

Ah Qing was naturally willing and followed him to the courtyard.

Standing under the pear tree, Ah Qing carried a bamboo basket on his back, climbed to the top of the tree with a Qinggong ladder, stood on a thick branch, picked golden pears, and put them in the basket.

Yi Ziqian watched his lightness kungfu make the clouds flow smoothly, standing on the branch, he seemed to be much closer to the moonlight, so he became playful, and said under the tree: "Ah Qing, can you take me up, I also want to see the scene above. "

Ah Qing listened to Xiao Langjun's order, jumped down from the tree, put his arms around Xiao Langjun's shoulders, stepped up, and helped him stand firmly on the tree.

Yi Ziqian only felt his feet leave the ground for an instant, and felt a little frightened in his heart. He closed his eyes involuntarily, and when he opened them, he was already at a high place.

Over the red wall, looking at the thousands of households around, there is peace and silence.

The moon and stars are sparse, the evening wind blows across the cheeks, and the night is as gorgeous as silk.

No wonder some children always like to climb to the eaves to watch the night view under the moonlight. It turns out that the scenery on the heights is so completely different from the scenery on the ground.

"The scenery on this high place is really beautiful." Yi Ziqian said.

Seeing that Mr. Xiao Lang was fascinated by watching, Ah Qing admired the pleasant scenery, but he felt that Mr. Xiao Lang's various expressions surpassed the countless scenery and made people intoxicated.

Yi Ziqian praised: "Thousands of lights and moon towers have their own dazzling array; the lights are dimmed and singing and dancing are scattered, but there are its ripples and quietness."

Ah Qing said: "Your Majesty has peace of mind, what he pursues is a word of tranquility, some people's hands are flashy, what they pursue is the hustle and bustle of the world."

Yi Ziqian said with a smile: "Ah Qing's words sound like an old monk who has entered the realm of meditation." He also said: "However, the peace and pomp are not to be regarded as praise or derogation. It's just that my personal pursuit is different. I want to sit in a chair, bask in the sun, and recover from my illness."

Ah Qing nodded in agreement, "Lang Jun is right."

Yi Ziqian suddenly turned his head, looked at him and asked, "What about Ah Qing, what do you want?"

Ah Qing was staring at Yi Ziqian's side face when their eyes collided. Seeing Mr. Xiao Lang's pupils were clear and free of impurities, as if he was the only one in his eyes, Ah Qing suddenly felt unspeakably shy, and his heart throbbed. Turning his face away viciously.

His expression was hidden under the black veil, and Yi Ziqian couldn't see it clearly, and didn't notice it.

Ah Qing couldn't help saying a word in his heart, and he was devoted to each other, and the words changed into: "One flower, one tree, one wooden chair."

Yi Ziqian heard that what he said was not exactly what he said, and said: "Ah Qing is flattering me again, forget it, I think it's getting late and I feel like picking pears."

Ah Qing withdrew her thoughts, the two picked pears, Yi Ziqian was a little scared because she was at a high place, so she moved more carefully.

Seeing that the pears in the basket were almost full, Ah Qing asked, "Lang Jun, is that enough?"

Yi Ziqian looked at it and said: "Enough is enough." After finishing speaking, he picked two more pineapples, handed one to Ah Qing, and said, "Here, it's hard work."

Ah Qing looked at the pear, and reached out to catch it. The two of them sat on the tree, held the pear, tasted it, and bit it down.

By Xiao Langjun's side, I can always find peace in my heart, his impetuousness seems to be far away, and the only thing I can feel is the indifferent and cold fragrance from Xiao Langjun's body.

After eating the pears, Yi Ziqian also felt that it was getting late, so he said, "Thank you Ah Qing tonight, you are willing to accompany me to pick pears and mess around so late, you have to work tomorrow, go to bed early."

Ah Qing safely sent him to the ground, and sent Yi Ziqian back to his room. The time spent by Xiao Langjun's side was always so short, which made him reluctant to give up, and even gave birth to the idea of ​​eternity.

He himself was taken aback by this thought, the little man was his benefactor, and as a benefactor, he was grateful to be by his side, but this desire to monopolize the little man was growing day by day, which caught him off guard , I don't know if this emotion is right or wrong.

Seeing that the night was dark and cool, he also went back to his room thinking that he would have to get up early tomorrow.

The next day, Yi Ziqian asked the cook to peel and cut the pears, add water, rock sugar and sweet-scented osmanthus, and boil them in a pot over high heat. When the pear water evaporates and only solid pear sauce remains, it will be considered a success.

Yi Ziqian soaked the pear sauce in water and drank it. It tasted really sweet and moist, so he soaked some more water and distributed it to the servants who were working under the scorching sun.

Holding two bowls of pear water, Wang Yang ran to Ah Qing who was chopping firewood, and said, "Brother Qing, come and drink some pear water, Mr. Silang gave it to us."

Ah Qing put down the axe, caught the water, took a sip, it tasted good, but not as sweet as the pears from last night.

Wang Yang found a random place, sat down, drank the pear water after a few mouthfuls, and said, "If you want me to say, Mr. Silang is the most kind-hearted man in the mansion, and he can think of our subordinates in everything he does. Man, you are really lucky to be rescued by him."

Ah Qing took a sip and said, "Lang Jun, it's very good."

Wang Yang continued: "There is a saying that people are beautiful and kind-hearted, hehe, although this word is not appropriate for Mr. Silang, that's what it means."

"I don't know what kind of girl Mr. Silang will find as his wife after he loses the crown. I always feel that the girls in the whole city are not as good-looking as Mr. Sirang."

Ah Qing fell silent.

One day, Mr. Lang will marry a wife. Thinking of Mr. Lang hugging his beloved woman, that scene must be happy and happy, and his heart feels sore.

And he has no power and power, and he is different from the past. He is not the high-ranking second prince Tan Taiqing, but an ugly slave, so what qualifications does he have to expect extravagantly.

Yi Ziqian saw that he had made too much pear sauce, and planned to distribute it to passers-by to quench their thirst. This method was to distribute blessings for Yi's house. Master Yi and the eldest lady naturally had no objections.

When passers-by heard that there was pear water to drink, they lined up in front of Yi's house. Yi Ziqian was not too tired, so he made pear water himself and distributed it to passers-by.

Suddenly, a familiar voice said: "What a coincidence, why did I meet you again?"

Yi Ziqian raised his head and saw that it was the man in the bamboo green and dark flower robe who was holding on to him a few days ago.

Although the man has a benevolent face and doesn't look like a villain with evil eyebrows and mouse eyes, he always feels that this person has malicious intentions. He probably asked others where he is here, so he said vigilantly: "This one, I don't seem to know you well."

The man didn't care about his indifference, and said with a smile, "The two of us got to know each other after we talked about it."

Yi Ziqian said: "If you want to drink a bowl of pear water, I would like to chat with you for a while, but if you want to inquire about other things, I have no comment."

The man laughed and said, "Then please, young master, serve me a bowl."

Yi Ziqian glanced at him, and gave him a bowl, and the man drank it in one gulp, and said, "Young master, the pear water is delicious, thank you."

Yi Ziqian gave a bowl to the next passerby, and said coldly, "No need."

The man saw that he was busy delivering water to others, and didn't have any intention of paying attention to himself, so he walked away knowingly, leaning against the red wall, watching the little boy's tired forehead sweating, his snow-white skin flushed with heat, he insisted on giving it to him without complaint. Passers-by drink pear water.

As the sun set and the pear water was finished, Chun'er carried the jar, and Yi Ziqian let her enter the mansion, while he went outside to blow some air.His body was weak and cold, and he rarely broke out in a sweat, which could be regarded as detoxification.

Turning around, he saw the man standing by the wall, looking at him with a smile on his face. Seeing that he was done with his work, he came over and said, "Young master is also finished with his work, there must be time to talk."

Yi Ziqian saw that he was so perseverant, but when he thought of Gu Lin being wanted and safe, he still refused indifferently, "There is nothing to talk about." He wanted to enter Yi's mansion.

The man exerted his perseverance, took a step forward, and said: "Don't get me wrong, young master, I just want to ask you, are you still recruiting workers in Yifu?"

Yi Ziqian turned his head and saw that he was smiling sincerely, his eyes were full of anticipation, and he didn't know what he was planning, so he said coldly, "No."

Unexpectedly, the man was still clinging to him, he was so thick-skinned that he said: "It's fine to take care of food and lodging, my junior sister and I didn't bring enough to go down the mountain, and we're in a tight spot. I want to find a place, eh, young master, Don't go!"

The man was stopped by the servant at the door, regretfully watching the young man walk away.

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