The Record of the Blackening of Traitors

"After 1000 years, why do you still like to wear this ugly, tattered thing, fault."

There was an imperceptible pause between the fingertips, and Qingyi sighed slightly.

Was ugly again.

He was holding a yueqin and playing the old song "Qinhuai Scenery" from the Southern Dynasty.

Yueqin is Qingyi's favorite musical instrument, and he plays it with first-class skill, with all the scenes.

However, this yueqin is painted with a picture of peonies. The flowers and leaves of the peony are inlaid with amethyst and emeralds, which is not at all elegant. .

This nouveau riche who hates the poor and loves the rich has a taste of luxury and ostentation that has lasted for thousands of years. No matter what, once it falls into his hands, he can put treasures on it.This operation, even if he has a delicate and elegant face, he still has to shake his head and say "burning the piano and boiling the crane" is a waste of everything.

The windows of the bamboo house were all opened, and Liancheng was sitting by the window, playing with the Buddha mask on his face.On the low table beside me, there was a mist of tea, and a branch of plain pear was inserted in the green bamboo tube on the edge of the window sill. After the breeze passed, the petals fell, fluttering and falling on the lyre on the table, gently rippling .

The qin is quite old, and its whole body is black, without any decoration.There is a layer of pure aura glowing on the seven strings.

Liancheng touched it, and immediately let go, causing a string to ring.

This is Green Bamboo Lane in Jincheng, the deepest part of Yanghuaqing Lane, is the only surviving small building in Jincheng. It is nothing more than a bamboo grove and a delicately carved bamboo pavilion.

Few people come to Green Bamboo Lane on weekdays, time has passed, people are walking around, old people are old, only Qingyi, the boy and the cook in the front yard are left.

Qing Yi still looks like a thousand years ago, Xi wears a blue suit, his waist-length hair is not tied, and the tail of his hair is tied with a blue satin of the same color and pattern.

His hair, like flowing water, was delicate and dense, with the refreshing fragrance of orchids floating in it.

After brewing a cup of tea for Liancheng, Qingyi sat outside the house, hugged the Yueqin, plucked the string casually with lowered eyebrows, and sighed from time to time, looking rather sad.

This is Qingyi's usual expression, sitting like this when he has nothing to do, the natural melancholy on his face is easy to cause pity and misunderstanding.

As for the misunderstanding, Qingyi never cared about it, and never looked for the reason on himself.

Liancheng was closed for 1000 years, and Qingyi spent 1000 years in a daze.

The green fire and frost outside were like snowflakes and jade flowers. He was sitting alone, looking a little desolate.

Liancheng almost believed it.

Hearing that Qingyi finally opened his mouth to talk to him, Liancheng raised his legs and sat halfway on the window sill, still not daring to step outside.

To be honest, he is still a bit hypocritical.

At that time, Uncle Lian was outraged and outrageous, and he really did a lot of things that hurt nature, reason, and conscience.

Come on, just be cowardly, and the momentum must still be there.

"Why is it ugly? It suits me quite well. Besides, my face can't see light. When the moon sees it, I have to go back to the clouds to avoid it, pat my chest, and come up after taking a breath." He bent one knee and stepped on the window frame, One leg is still on the ground.

Uncle Lian is thin and thin, with long hands and feet, a long body and a tall body, making a lot of money.

Qing paused, and said with contempt in his eyes, "I really don't want to be old."

After finishing speaking, Wei Wei raised her eyes to see the golden crow in the sky and the falling blue frost and snowflakes.In fact, he really couldn't refute Liancheng's words.

As long as this person's face had lost seven or eight points of brilliance, Auntie would not have died, and Rong Le would not have died, and it would not have caused chaos in the world and made people miserable.

Even if, as far as the smoky scene is concerned, the world will be in chaos sooner or later, whether it is the same even in the city.

"Hey," Liancheng quit, pointing to the funny mask on his face to argue, "Can we explain the truth word by word, what does it mean to be old-fashioned, look at my face, myself I'm so happy to see her, I can't wait to kiss and touch her all day long, what's wrong with Moon Bibi."

Seeing his arrogance, Qingyi rolled his eyes in an extremely ungraceful manner, "It's not that good."

It's the first time he's seen someone so narcissistic as Lian Yufo, he covets his own face, it's really promising.

Pointing to the sky, he continued: "If you have the ability to avoid those suns in the sky, I will obey you."

It's not that Uncle Lian is not beautiful enough, but that the group of 'suns' in the sky are blind all day long.

No matter how beautiful something is, without a pair of eyes that can see clearly, it is useless.

Beauty and bones, nothing more than that.

"Then what?" Liancheng slapped the mask, then waved his hands again and again, and said with a serious and modest attitude, "it's pretty good to avoid the moon, I can blow for 1000 years, avoid the sun, and I will inflate .”

Not only does it swell, but it can also turn into ashes.

Qing Yi sneered with the corners of his mouth pulled, "Co-author, you are not considered inflated now? Why do you think you are not in heaven yet!"

An old guy with a big face.

"Just kidding, I'm going to heaven, and those old foxes with ulterior motives in the sky can't get angry."

God?Weiyang Palace?No, no, it's impossible to go to heaven in this life.

"I thought you'd be happy to get them down."

"How can this be?" Liancheng plucked his ears, "How happy I am when they come down, I'm not stupid, it's not like I haven't been there for 33 days, just one, big, cold, gone."

Qing Yi glanced at him coolly, "Excellent." The tone stopped, and the topic changed, "Tell me, what is he doing here? Have you been exposed?"

he?The one from Weiyang Palace.

Qing was thinking about everything.

Today is different from the past, when the child was in the North Kingdom, he was the son of Xiyu, and he lived a life of a lowly eunuch, no, worse than an eunuch, even an eunuch could bully him.

Dogs eat pigs, whip people's stools, everyone tramples on them, and is blinded everywhere. Qingyi still remembers the layers of whip wounds and sword marks on the child's arms, which are vivid in his mind.

Today, that poor child is already No. 1 in the Three Thousand Worlds.

Therefore, it is really hard to say about the fate of the world, especially if it has something to do with Lian Yufo.

Lian Yufo is a heartless bastard, a strange person who walks five steps and can tease three steps, swallows without leaving a shadow, wind leaves no trace, teases people, pats his ass and runs away, never caring about others' muddy feet Broken blood.

Ruthlessly said: It doesn't make sense for others to like him, if you rely on him, then he won't be able to take responsibility all year round.

On this point, Lian Yufo and Qingyi are surprisingly consistent.

Lian Yufo has been very proud since he was a child, and he is also fierce and violent. If he disagrees with him, he will fight with bricks.

Either be beaten to death, or kill someone else.Seeing that Uncle Lian is living well now, one can see how capable he is.

Only the thin and lonely child was deep in thought, swayed with his sword, hard but not soft, he was already fourteen or fifteen years old, he didn't want half a man, and he played pitiful all year round to make a sense of existence.

But why, Lian Yufo's "pity for the fragrance and cherish the jade", still follow his set, feel that the little thing is helpless and pitiful, but he longs for family affection and treats him as a father.

Father……

Cheerful and self-righteous, thinking that he picked up a son for nothing.

Yes, son, your son secretly wanted to sleep with you a long time ago, do you know it, dear father.

Fool.

Qingyi has been in love for many years, if he can't see the wolfish ambition of that little thing, he will really live in vain.If the little thing hadn't changed his mind about Lian Yu Buddha back then, he would have jumped off the Jincheng giant Buddha to apologize with death.

It's been a thousand years, dead and alive again, this pig's brain is blocked, and he doesn't feel a little 'impending disaster'.

For example, now, those who are still ignorant will die.

"How is it possible, I don't have any deep hatred or special friendship with that child, what do you want me for?" Fingers ticked towards the low table, the tea cup smoked away, and it was in Liancheng's hands after another turn.

Taking a sip, he savored the aroma of the tea first, and comforted Qingyi: "Don't think too much, I've only been out for ten days, even if someone saw me, it didn't pass to Weiyang Palace so quickly."

"Think about the city of Jincheng, where the daughters of the Furong tent are fragrant, and people are not allowed to come here to listen to ditty songs, drink small wines, touch little hands, why do men come here, of course it is for women, and then sleep with each other , or talk about poetry and songs while drinking wine?"

He glanced at Qing, that look was just like that little rascal who peeked at the girl taking a bath.

Qing Yidao: "He is already the emperor of the Three Thousand Realms, even the treacherous minister is the Three Thousand Realms, not the Southern Kingdom, nor the Northern Kingdom, but the Lord of Heaven, Earth, Man, the Three Realms."

Liancheng rubbed his chin thoughtfully, and said lightly, "Emperor? Qin Shihuang? This is awesome, Three Emperors and Five Emperors, that's a good title, probably written by Ning Xu. No, what's wrong with the emperor, the emperor is not a man, can't Have a normal need, not a saint."

"You know Ning Xu well." Qing Yi smiled and rolled his eyes at him, "Why don't you think about that kid more."

Liancheng was surprised, "A father with a bruised nose and a swollen face doesn't want a child whose mother doesn't love him. I wonder what he's doing?"

Besides, in the book "Traitor", he has already died once, and this is a follow-up without a tail. Now he is a non-existent identity, even the male protagonist can't do anything to him.

Even in the original work, even the treacherous officials are still unscrupulous and rampant.

It's not just one death, it depends on who is afraid of whom.

Qingyi took a deep look at him, "I ask you, do you..." He pointed to his head and then to Liancheng.

The meaning is obvious.

"Go away, I'm not out of my mind."

Qingyi had nothing to say to him at all, took the yueqin into the house, hung it up, and went to the inner room.

"Oh, what did I say wrong?" Lian Cheng chased after him, "It's all right if you don't give me a break when I come back, why don't you leave that child in every word, you're so afraid of him."

Afraid of you, afraid of you ghost, Qingyi felt that he had to tell this bastard a fact, "Lian Yufo, he is over 1000 years old."

"I know, but compared to you and me, I'm still not a child."

It was like a chicken talking to a duck, Qingyi thought for a while, and said: "You just said to cleanse the dust, right? What kind of cleansing method do you want." Without waiting for Liancheng to speak, he made a final decision, "Hua Niang from Yunleju , tonight, I will give you twenty, so that you old man can have a good time.”

Liancheng shook his head hastily, with lingering fears in his heart, he refused, "No, no, I have no chance to receive the beauty's favor. You cook me some side dishes, and I'll just drink some wine."

Qing Yi said coldly, "Men, if you come to Jincheng and don't sleep, what's the point of drinking and talking. I'll be the host tonight, so you don't have to be polite, even my lord. Just have fun, if you don't, I'll be angry."

Don't allow Liancheng to refuse, grab the person and leave.

The author has something to say:

In the future, the update time will be set at ten o'clock every night, and metaphysics will be played at two o'clock in the middle of the night. Those who have no collections can only do this, and the rest of the time will be catching insects.

[The next chapter should be able to write about P (whoring) and C (prostitution) being arrested]

[The following are the questions that the author of the brain residue thinks may be a bit confusing]

Three Thousand Worlds, Dynasty

Jiuxiao 33 days, Weiyang Palace is 33 days away, it is the site of attack

It's easy to understand if you change it to a dynasty.

Three Thousand Realms: China

Dynasty: Qin Dynasty

33 Days of Nine Heavens: Xianyang

Weiyang Palace: Xianyang Palace