The Record of the Blackening of Traitors

"So, that's how you became the Grand Tutor of the Southern Dynasty."

Brew a cup of tea, send the pregnant moon and smile like a spring breeze.

"It's that simple."

This was the case in the Southern Dynasties thousands of years ago. There were people in the court who were easy to be officials, especially the uncle like Ren Feishuang, who would make Yan Shanjun bald.

It is no exaggeration to say that under the circumstances at that time, no one in the Southern Dynasty dared to challenge Ren Feishuang, because he may not be as powerful as you to you, but his life is not as fast as his sword.

Send Huaiyue, "It's really smooth sailing."

Uncle Lian said very modestly, "Where, it's just a little bit of bad luck, and this troublesome thing happened."

Liancheng was really awkward looking at Ji Huaiyue's face. After taking the tea, he turned to the side, one leg resting naturally on top of the other.

He is notorious for being surly and reckless, and even the records of the imperial dynasty's annals are such evaluations.

Or, only more, not less.

Ji Huaiyue smiled lightly and said nothing, Gusu Wuwangda rolled his eyes and made trouble, "Listen to him blowing hard, coming out from Ren Feishuang, his whole body is full of sword wounds, densely packed with blood, half dead, dying If you don’t live, it will be three days after you sit on the roof and drink, and he will not know what night and night, and he is unconscious, and your father will take care of him, otherwise he will be belching early.”

"Do you know what is the most annoying thing? That's it. This stinky and shameless person still knows how to protect his face. He didn't hurt a single bit. Heh..."

Uncle Lian kept silent, could he be as shameless as Gusu Wuwang?Of course not.However, this is not the point.

The point is, where did this young man with his face and a pair of green eyes like Yingsu's turn come from?

Wait, wasn't the one who took care of him back then...

... the stars.

Thinking of this conjecture, even the tea that Uncle Lian had sipped was extremely indecent.

Turning to Jihuaiyue, "Your father is Yingsu."

Gusu pursed her lips and smiled lightly, Ji Huaiyue nodded calmly, Uncle Lian put down the quilt and stood up beside Ji Huaiyue, folded his arms around his chest, nodded and felt relieved, seeing Gusu Wuwang inexplicably, and then The moment Gusu Wuwang thought that Liancheng had guessed the truth, Liancheng spoke.

"It's really insane, why... he can't say anything about my face," even the uncle was so emotional that his style of painting suddenly changed, and he asked excitedly, "Is your mother as good-looking as me?" .”

Uncle Lian understood, after all, there are many people in this world who covet his beauty, but he is a man.

After thinking about it again, it is normal for a woman who has some of his charm to appear suddenly, and it is really normal for people to look at him. What is abnormal is that the little brat Yingsu didn't feel the shock, and really fell asleep.

Simply, insane.

Thinking of this, while Uncle Lian was speechless, he couldn't help showing a special smile.

So fucking thrilling.

Those sitting here are all wearing young skins, but they are actually aged people. In addition, Liancheng didn't deliberately try to hide anything, and conveyed his whole heart through his appearance.

Ji Huaiyue: "..."

Gusu Wuwang was dumbfounded: "..."

"Old rascal, are you still in your mind?"

Gusu Wuwang came back to his senses, after a thousand years, the brains of this person who was suppressed under the ancient pagoda were crushed, what was he thinking about, this expression, so wretched.

"I'm as beautiful as a flower and still youthful," said Uncle Lian arrogantly, kicking Gusu Wuwang, "You're out of your mind."

Gusu Wuwang put down the teacup, "Dare you say that you didn't have a woman exactly like you in your mind just now."

"What are you talking about?" Uncle Lian was dissatisfied, "I didn't see my son here, I have nothing in my mind except me, don't talk nonsense, my six senses are pure, unlike you."

"Someone's own son, this is you..."

"Senior," Gusu Wuwang interrupted Gusu Wuwang, "Father wants you to see him."

Gusu Wuwang looked at Ji Huaiyue's calm expression, turned to Liancheng and slapped his buttocks to leave, "I don't know as much as you do."

"I said in front of me that I want to fight, don't you?"

Gusu Wuwang said, "Hit it, I'm afraid you won't succeed."

The two of them raised their sleeves at the same time, wishing to mark the moon, and were about to add restrictions to this mountain, but at this moment, thousands of miles away, the blue bird's hooves sang, Liancheng's eyes changed, and he took out a mask from nowhere and put it on his face Once worn, it turns into light and runs away.

Gusu Wuwang also felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and said to Ji Huaiyue, "Don't say I'm back."

After speaking, people are gone.

The famous Tianjian mountain returned to silence, Ji Huaiyue toasted and tasted it, smiling amusedly.

If he remembers correctly, that direction, with wine and tea, is still a complete beauty cave.

At this point in the long street, singing and dancing are peaceful, the sky is still bright, the sound of the pipa gently listens to the clouds, and the tangy fragrance of wine makes Liancheng feel a little moved. He touched his nose and went down with his sword.

In terms of wine, he is the most fond of Gu Huatai's Zuihuayin, and of course, he will not refuse anyone who comes.

This alley has a strong smell of makeup and powder, and Liancheng knew where it was at a glance. Standing in a dark corner, he raised his foot, put it down again, looked at himself, and murmured in a low voice, "Beautiful clothes and riches, hey, "Smiled, "It's still comfortable and comfortable to be a beggar."

In less than a quarter of an hour, he came out from the alley, his clothes hung on his body in tatters, and he was still holding a withered yellow bamboo pole in his hand, which he carried on his shoulder. He walked with wind in every direction, and he looked like a ruffian.

In Huajie and Liuxiang, no one is more familiar with Uncle Lian. He is the one who got the tax paid by Qinlou and Chuguan in Sanqianjietou. At that time, there were the most brothels in the Southern Dynasty. They spent money like water, and even the treacherous officials gave orders, not to mention how ugly they were. Well, fortunately, Uncle Lian had a big heart, and the next day his smile got worse, and he almost knocked half of the officials in the Southern Dynasty into a rage.

If this kind of thing happened in another place, the king would probably have compromised, but Lord Yanshan of the Southern Dynasties liked to watch the scene of blood flowing like a river. The arrogance of killing someone, even, still felt dissatisfied, and moved a square iron block covered with spikes for people to hit. The euphemistic name is that they will never be hit a second time.

Be sure to let people hit and die.

Uncle Lian clicked his tongue.

What to do if you think about it well, don't keep what happened yesterday, he has never been a nostalgic person.

With no restraint, he was in a good mood. The girls along the street pointed at him, smiled, and scolded him, but he replied shamelessly, "My sister is more beautiful when she scolds others."

The girl is twenty-eight years old, and she is as beautiful as a flower.

Holding a jug of wine half-hanging in front of the window, and a man hugging her waist stuck behind her, Liancheng's expression was very unfriendly.

Hearing Liancheng's voice, the girl said, "You too, you talk like you're singing, I'm so drunk."

Even the big hooligan was good at what he said, "Everyone gets drunk if they don't get drunk, but my sister is naturally drunk, why don't you give me the fine wine in your hand."

The girl gave him an angry look, "Your hair is all white, who is your elder sister?"

"Then sister."

The girl still refused, "Who made your sister and sister scream, I don't want to do what you do." She still smiled, and instead of throwing the wine pot, she threw the pearl hairpin on her head.

Liancheng caught it, and heard the girl say, "I invite you to drink, stinky beggar. I am in a good mood today."

Lian Cheng didn't ask her why she was in such a good mood, and cut down a meal for nothing. He never refuses anyone, no matter what, he is penniless now.

He said thank you, and went in wearing a weird mask, seeing the pearl hairpin in his hand, Xiao Er greeted him to the private room with a smile on his face.

The private room is on the third floor, with soft singing and fragrant fragrance.

Pushing open the door, a pair of gloomy eyes and a familiar face greeted him. A child flew over and hung him around his neck.

"Little bastard, I knew I could find you here."

Liancheng is a guy who likes to go to the crowd of beauties, so after leaving Jiuchongcheng, the general thought that the trash of Liancheng would definitely be taken back to the capital, so he deliberately found such a place to wait for a rabbit, and spent money to invite him. A few beautiful girls are waiting for a smelly beggar wearing a mask every day.

The general was happy, and grinned, deliberately showing his lost and recovered small fangs.The Tongtian Talisman has completely merged with him, and he has the power of the zombie originator back then.

Whoever he meets in the future, as long as it is not Yingsu, he will definitely have a chance to escape.

Liancheng didn't care about his two broken teeth, he stretched out one hand and pulled the person down, but he hung the minister tighter and tighter, staring at his neck, and prepared to give him a bite with his teeth and claws, trying to see if it was sharp or not .

Sensing the action of the general, Lian Cheng didn't talk nonsense, and raised a finger indifferently, "Try."

Above, the karmic fire was burning, and the four eyes met, and the general was immediately scared.

If the green hills are kept, he is not afraid of running out of firewood, and his generals are still very knowledgeable about current affairs.

……

Tianwaitian, Weiyang Palace.

There are 33 days, and Weiyang is separated from the world.

This realm embraces the world, a fairyland fairyland.

When Jihuai Moon arrived, before Gusu Wuwang came out, he saw a girl in red walking towards her, holding a four-year-old child by the hand.

Shen Lan and Shen Che are twins, they both had a pair of green eyes, one active and the other soft.

Said to be twins, Shenlan is more like Jihuaiyue, and Shenche is more like Yingsu. Except for a pair of identical eyes and the most afraid of the elder sister, the two children have no similarities at all. Kagura is only ten years old. Half of her hair was tied high with a thin red string, and her indifferent and cold face was extremely beautiful.

Kagura follows her mother, with a pair of glazed red pupils.

Seeing Jihuaiyue, Kagura and Shenlan called Dad, Shenlan broke away from Kagura, hugged Jihuaiyue's thigh directly, and said two words coquettishly, "Daddy."

Looking at Shenlan's temper, Ji Huaiyue finally knew who he was following today, no wonder his father always had nothing to do with Shenlan, looking at the same face, there was nothing he could do!

Naturally, what Shenlan knows best is to find a backer. With Yingsu, there is no law, and no one dares to control it except Kagura.

Holding Shen Che up, looking at Kagura and Shen Che with indifferent expressions, Ji Huaiyue sighed inexplicably.

Of the three children, none of them had the temperament to follow him.

Kagura, "Grandfather is angry."

Shen Che said with a smile, "The news came from Shen Yulou."

Shen Yulou is a well-known flower residence in Beijing. It is not chaotic, but there are many beauties.

Shenlan was the closest to Yingsu and could see it most clearly. After his brother and sister finished speaking, he said, "I saw Rongqing's name."

Ji Huaiyue: "..."

He is not willing to ask, when did the three of you become so courageous, after all, he often goes out, gathers less and leaves more, mostly because of guilt.

Ji Huaiyue, "Don't worry about it. Zhaolin is back, and I'll pick you up to Tianjian Famous Mountain."

Shenlan tilted her head, "The little brother is back, where's my candied haws?"

Ji Huaiyue took a look at his youngest son, who looked silly and sweet on the surface, but was actually annoying and helpless, and patted Shen Che on the head in relief.

As the name suggests, the little god Cheren can be summed up by the word 'Che'. When you smile, spring breeze turns into rain.

Shen Che said, "The president is not tall."

After speaking, he avoided it, his eyes were like crescent moons.

Soft-tempered, but also stubborn.

Ji Huaiyue wanted to hold her daughter's hand and walk forward instead, Kagura, look, "I'm already ten years old, I'll hold you."

After all, he was leading Ji Huaiyue by himself.

Ji Huaiyue smiled, her heart was soft.

Shenlan, "Daddy, my candied haws."

Send Huaiyue, "Yes."

Sure enough, the daughter is the most caring.

The author has something to say:

Uncle Lian: I didn't expect that I would have a son. My son has two sons and a daughter. I don't know how they got here. I'm waiting online. I'm in a hurry.

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