Daily life of abusive men and two [Quick Transmigration]

"Since ancient times, affection can't be kept, only routines can win people's hearts"

After the "disappearance" of the eldest son of the Su family, the Department of Punishment was extremely busy, and everyone in the capital was in danger.The Empress Dowager forced to stop further investigation into the matter, and the Department of Punishment investigated it for a month, but it was nothing.

Where did the boy go?Whether he is dead or alive—no one knows, and no one dares to know. The case was hastily concluded with the sentence "the child disappeared for no reason."

Cheng Dalang never thought that half a year after meeting the little liar, he would meet Mr. Fan in the hermitage of the old man in the mountains.

The shadow of the moon is slanting, the thatched cottage, the young man wearing coir raincoat and bamboo hat, half-squatting in the field, closing his eyes and smelling the fragrant rice flowers, raising his eyes and writing down the habits of rice seeds on a piece of paper, "Sir, don't worry about my dinner Just put away the firewood and go back to sleep, and I’ll go back to the house to eat after I’m done.”

Xu was too deeply involved just now, and he realized that the visitor was not an old man he was familiar with, but another old acquaintance.

The young man patted the dust from the corner of his clothes, the black cat with deep green eyes above his head, one person and one cat examined the visitors for a long time.The boy's eyes were thoughtful first, then slightly joyful, and finally his pupils constricted when he thought of something frightening.

The boy retreated vigilantly, and asked him coldly, "What are you doing here?"

The man in Tsing Yi clenched the fan bone tightly, interpreting the emotions of the person in sevens and eighties.

The young man was thinking because he was thinking about who he was; the young man was happy because he could tell him the recent situation of the Su family in the capital;

"I……"

The Department of Punishment found out the few words behind the young man's sullenness and dullness, which was shocking.

Su's father had just stepped on Cheng's family to become an official, but Su's original wife died of dystocia on the back. The eldest princess gave birth to a young brother on the same day, and the dirtiness of it cannot be explained in a few words.

Although the Cheng family was defeated, he still had Prince Cheng Dalang and Mr. Zhong who were willing to help; the young man was only nine years old, but he had to face a cold and violent father alone, a stepmother who was a princess with ulterior motives, and a violent man. younger brother.

Yu Yu lived alone in the world, and the wind and rain in the back house swept over the young man for a long time, and the malicious speculation outside the house was full of malicious speculations that would crush him to the ground.The boy is only nine years old, and he is so experienced at intimidating and deceiving people when he should be acting like a baby at his parents' age .

Ask yourself, if he was born in such a filthy Su Mansion, he would either live a life of obedience, or die with his younger brother who bullied him at that time, so why is he just "stunned"?

The man in Tsing Yi rarely restrained his smile, and parted his thin lips lightly, "I came to see the old man, and I also want to say sorry to you."

Su Lan sighed.

He pondered because he was wondering why a person who should have died in an accident on a business trip half a year ago was alive in front of him; he was happy because he was here, and the traffickers caught every one of them; he sighed in horror because he suddenly realized——

The last half of a good guy in the Punishment Department actually colluded with officials and criminals, got involved in human trafficking, and became a member of a criminal gang!

Otherwise, why did Cheng Dalang look so guilty when he looked at him?

Otherwise, why did Cheng Dalang falter about the origin of the trip and apologize to him?

Su Lan was heartbroken by this behavior, but she really couldn't break her face with these hypocritical adults.

"Repent!"

Su Lan straightened the rice seedlings by her side, and had no choice but to repeat, "Uncle Cheng, you are still half a good person in view of your conscience, and I will pay respects to you today, uncle, you should use your own actions to repent quickly!"

Seeing Su Lan's reluctance, the man in Tsing Yi remained silent for a long time, then took out the dagger from his sleeve and placed it across his chest.

"You're right, I really should repent."

The mud-cut Qingfeng sword has a broad and thick blade, but it has not yet been sharpened, and it is shining brightly under the moonlight.

Seeing Cheng Dalang on the road, Su Lan lifted the hoe and sickle by her side with both hands, overjoyed, "I'm ready, Uncle Cheng, when will you—"

Are you ready to take me out of the siege and get rid of the gang of human traffickers deep in the mountains?

The short soldier was unsheathed, but it was a pity that it was not a human trafficker who was pierced, but turned back, like a crescent moon piercing into the main abdomen.

Cheng Dalang knelt on the ground weakly, sweating profusely, his chest rising and falling proved that he was alive.

The sword was not sharp, enough to show that this person didn't hold back his hand at the time of seppuku.

The blood drenched through the azure cloth of the abdomen for a while, and then seeped into the ground without a trace.

Su Lan's scalp was numb, she looked at the hoe in her hand, and silently dug a hole beside the man in Tsing Yi.

It is impossible to break out of the encirclement, so it is better to help dig a hole and bury it-the hoe and sickle he took are just right now.

"If I'm alive, can I let go of the past?" Cheng Dalang really didn't expect the little liar to hate him so much that he wanted to chop him with a sickle and a hoe, so he had to attack myself first, "You should put down the sickle and hoe first."

Hearing familiar footsteps outside the yard, Su Lanxuan threw away the sickle and hoe in his hand.

Mr. Fan, who came back from chopping firewood, didn't let go of his smile. He first saw the bloody man kneeling at his door.

The old man was shocked, "Boy of the Cheng family, what are you doing! Don't just rely on that old ghost of Zhonggou as your master, and dare to imitate your master and touch my elder's porcelain with a pig's blood fake knife—"

Looking closely at the pale young man, his spirit is as gossamer, he doesn’t seem to be cheating, the old man didn’t bother to put the firewood on his back, and rushed out of the door again, "Brother Lan, help him back to the house and deal with it first, I will go and ask him Doctor You Fang."

Hearing the person walking away, Su Lan clicked his tongue twice, and put her hand on the shoulder of the tiger in green, "The person has already gone away."

The bitter meat trick is also good, using a fake pig's blood knife to pretend to be seppuku, and then using the breath-holding technique to pretend to be as pitiful as a spring.Criminal gangs will always take into account that the dignified disciples of the Ministry of Punishment and the upstarts of the court will die with them, so as to achieve the best effect of turning the tiger away from the mountain and running away.

high!It's really high!

As soon as his hand was on Cheng Dalang's shoulder, the man in Tsing Yi rolled his eyes and collapsed on the ground.

Both the master and the apprentice had the same brain circuit, "Hiss! Are you addicted to touch porcelain? I really don't understand your routines of the Department of Punishment. If you don't mind, I will expose your routines and embarrass you right now!"

The boy held the handle of the dagger with a calm expression, pulled it away inch by inch, wiped the flesh and blood on the blade with his fingertips, "Yes, where did you get such a good product, I will buy one for self-defense next time."

With a sneer, he lifted Cheng Dalang's clothes and touched the wound inch by inch, but he couldn't tear off the pigskin blood bag, and withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

Su Lan looked up at the sky, pulled up the hem of the young man's blood-colored clothes, and just made a blood cloth to cover the face of the other party's "unforgivable death", stood up and said with emotion, "I forgive you."

"I will always remember your great sacrifice. After a while, I will light a torch and burn your body, and take the ashes down the mountain to set up a tomb for Miss Cheng."

He knelt down and patiently picked up the broken dust and sprinkled it on Cheng Dalang's handsome face.

"You can die with peace of mind. The ancients said that the master is a teacher. I don't think I am worthy of being Miss Cheng's teacher without knowledge. How about this, I can be a father to the master. In the future, Miss Cheng's marriage will take care of you, a brother. Work hard."

Cheng Dalang, who had lost a lot of blood, was buzzing and throbbing in his head, and when he heard the phrase "the one who achieves it is the husband", he was instantly enraged by Su Lan.

Qi Ruoyousi Cheng Dalang grabbed the boy's ankle with his hands like eagle claws, his face was ashamed, and he sat up in shock as he was dying of illness, "My sister is only 14 years old and you are trying to figure out my sister's body, I will definitely break your brat's legs..."

"Don't talk nonsense," the boy said frankly, lying back on his shoulders, "I don't have any unreasonable thoughts about your sister."

"Then who do you have unreasonable thoughts about?!" Cheng Dalang panted heavily, arguing loudly with red eyes as if he had been bitten by Lu Lingyun unfortunately, "My sister is the most famous talented woman in Quanchen Kingdom, is she Even the empress and aunt have personally praised the head of Qingping County. She is a woman who does not give up on her eyebrows. She is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea. I don't believe that other than my little sister Jingcheng, there is no one else who is the best wife. Why do you—— "

"It's up to me to raise the raccoon slave."

After touching the wound, Su Lan knew that Cheng Dalang's stabbing looked shocking, but in fact the important internal organs were not broken at all, but it looked scary, and it will heal after a while.

In other words, this person is "pretending to be Pangci", so Su Lan is not as flustered as Mr. Fan.

The young man held the black cat on his head and shook it, casually, "Miss Cheng is allergic to the fur of the raccoon slave, how can love and love be better than my raccoon slave."

Relieved, Cheng Dalang felt relieved, and honestly put on the character "big" and lay on his back in the field, shaking his head in regret, "You are really unlucky, you can't marry such a good wife as my younger sister. "

"However, I happen to know a few colleagues who have girls who are about the same age as you. They seem to like this kind of little thing too. Would you like to match you up and be a matchmaker?"

The boy licked the cat's hand, "No."

Talking about love is the most uneconomical business, and the short-term happiness it brings will only be long-term emptiness. Think about it carefully, only reading and doing things to enrich yourself in the world will live up to others.

"If you don't marry a wife and have children, then tell me what you want to do?"

"Study hard, make progress every day," Su Lan squeezed her hands hard while bandaging, and the man in Tsing Yi grinned in pain, "After the dust settles, stay away from the turmoil in the capital, and just be a ninth-rank sesame official worthy of the common people."

Deliberately emphasizing the "nine-grade sesame official", I really don't want to think about other possibilities.

Cheng Dalang: ...

"Your wish is so boring."

Su Lan didn't even bother to raise her eyelids, "What wish did uncle have when he was nine years old?"

"When I was nine years old... I wanted to enlist as a general behind my parents' backs. I escaped the exam and took my sword to the recruiting office. The day before I left Beijing, my father and my sister joined forces and took me back by the ear."

The stars are dotted in the sky, I don't know which ones are old friends.

The wheat wave was rolling, and the man in Tsing Yi said with a playful smile, "I hear you mean to become an official? To be a nine-rank sesame official is too worthless! If a young man wants to be the biggest official in the world, he is called a marquis and a minister."

In front of him, Su Lan is Fan Yunting's only adopted son. He doesn't even need to touch Fan's family's wealth, but his status as "Fan Yunting's disciple" is enough to use Fan Yunting's old contacts to plan for him.

Who knows that this person is too ambitious, and only wants to be a small official of the Ninth Grade Sesame in the folk.

"I'm not very young, so I can't help you. As a [powerful] adult, Uncle Cheng must learn to crawl back to the house by himself."

Su Lan listened to people's nonsense, and regardless of how miserable the big worm in blue was lying on the ground, scolding his mother, picked up the cat and walked lazily towards the house.

It is easy to expand the territory, but difficult to defend the country.

It has been seventeen generations since the first emperor, and no matter how big the family wealth is, it will be squandered.The literati are obsessed with the prosperous age created by the ancestors who opened up the frontier and cannot extricate themselves, but they don't know that the prosperous age is like a castle in the air, a mirage, and even mentions the current royal family...

There is no normal person.

The emperor himself is a "true love comes first" love brain, the prince is a sick child who was judged by the imperial doctor to be unable to survive, and the second prince is a psychopath who can collude with the Huns to make money for the country in order to become emperor.

The illegitimate son Lu Lingyun was the most important thing, he would get rabies at every turn, the kind that would really beat someone.

Looking at the royal family, who is the master worthy of Su Lan's help?He doesn't want to personally get involved in a group of crazy incidents in the royal family, he just wants to wait until 99 and then go out and kill the Quartet.

To be on the safe side, you should make an identity in the dark, and help the short-lived prince plan to succeed to the throne and hide your merits and fame.

He had already thought about the vest, so he called it "Wu Zixu". He assumed that he was a hermit and geek who lived in the mountains and rivers of Penglai and was elusive.

Now it's up to him to find a way to spread the reputation of this vest, and then lead the prince to find "Wu Zixu" as his confidant, and rely on remote control to assist him.

In fact, it doesn't have to be the short-lived crown prince who is weak and weak, as long as Lu Lingyun does not succeed to the throne, the new emperor can tell Su Lan whoever he wants - this sentence makes His Royal Highness the future crown prince know that he must be They were all stupid, and said that they were the "spare tires" chosen by Su Aiqing and Mr. Zixu.

Since ancient times, deep feelings cannot be retained, only routines can win people's hearts.

In the world, the friendship between master and minister is too short. From the acquaintance to the confidant in this life, no one would have thought that it was a big lie that a boy began to plan and plan when he was nine years old.