Falling red is a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud to protect flowers. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the bank of the Tailan River, two high-rise buildings rise from the ground, although one is not high, but the end is ancient and majestic, the building has a total of eight floors, the eaves extend the hexagonal, in order to symbolize the eight wilderness and six together, the old stone has been flushed yellow, and the surrounding green bricks and blue tiles are extremely incommensurate, the time of this building standing here seems to be longer than the once Dayu Dynasty; And the other place, is the cornices carved beast, from the outside, the carved flower finch is very exquisite, blue bricks and blue tiles, and the surrounding exquisite compatibility, but too high.

Dajiang Tower and Yizui Building, one is only a holy place for literati, and the other is a holy place common to the three religions and nine streams.

A beautiful lady in Tsing Yi walked out of hand in hand with a white-clothed boy from the drunken building, talking and laughing, and walked into an inconspicuous painting boat in the Tailan River. The painting boat drove towards the river leisurely, and the boy held the shoulders of the beautiful lady in Tsing Yi, and suddenly smiled: "It is said that the high-rise buildings in the world are half out of the sycamore, and I didn't believe it before, but now that I have really arrived at this sycamore, I know that this word is honest and does not deceive me." ”

The beautiful lady covered her mouth and chuckled: "Wei Gongzi said that he was joking, although the slave family is lonely and unheard, he also knows that Wei Gongzi was born in the Xiangguo family, and I have never heard that the Xiangguo family has a family living outside, besides, Wutongyi is the old name, and now it has been changed to Fengjing." ”

"Ha, let's get together, forget about it."

"I heard that you literati like to think of yourself as a lonely wanderer, but now it seems that the slave family is really honest and does not deceive me." The beautiful lady in Tsing Yi said, tilted her head, and fell into the arms of the boy in white, holding his waist with one hand, but touching the indescribable part with the other.

"Childe, it's going to be night. The good night is short, don't miss this good time. ”

The man in white shook his head and said, "The sun is still shining, I think you want to send me away earlier, so that you can take over the guests again." Well, I'll grant you the wish of this little lady, and I'll eat you. ”

At some point, the oars had already dozed off against the canopy, but the boat shook regularly in the river without stopping for an hour.

"Childe ~~~"

"Hmmm......"

It was late at night, the beautiful lady in Tsing Yi sorted out her clothes, left the painting boat, and did not forget to give the boy in white a reverie smile when she left. It's a pity that at this time, Childe has lost interest, and when he saw Meiniang turn around, he just threw a bag of copper coins over.

"Wrongdoer, do I still need your money?"

"Save for some supper." The man in white smiled, and turned back into the canopy, just as he bumped into the old man's face full of ugly scars.

"When did you come in?"

"I'll come in when you're done." Lao Shao Weng snorted coldly, and dragged the white-clothed man's clothes: "The surname is Bai, you are here to pretend to be the prime minister's grandson Wei Zheng, it's been two months, why haven't you done the things that the giant son explained?" ”

The man in white didn't struggle, but just looked at the dead slave in front of him who was pretending to be a man with the same cold eyes, and said in a slightly mocking tone: "The 300,000 households in Wutongyi are better than your forty-nine cities that day?" Qin Ge, you've lived enough, but I don't. ”

The man who was called Qin Ge was just about to refute when a few cooing pigeon calls came from outside the boat. Qin Ge let go of the white-clothed man's clothes, and cautiously poked his head out, making sure that there was no one around, and the other boats on the Tailan River were relatively far away, so he grabbed the pigeon that landed on the canopy of the boat into the canopy.

Taking down the secret letter on the pigeon's leg, Qin Ge grinned: "Bai Mo, then Wei Zheng has heard about the ridiculous things you did, and Ming'er is going to come to the drunken building to fight fakes, you take it easy." ”

Bai Mo also grinned, but the smile was already uglier than crying.

If you want to say which son in this Fengjing City is the most romantic, in the past, the neighborhood, the big girl and the little daughter-in-law who love to chew their mouths, must answer in unison, it must be the son of Xu in the north of the city. But recently, it is said that "Wei Zheng", who lives in the drunken building and has fun, suddenly began to become famous.

Let Qin Da, the most popular top brand in Yizui Building, not to mention it, but also seduced Xu Ruoyun, a Qing man who was expected to sell at a sky-high price on the first night, within half a month, he got all the red card characters who could tell their names on Yizui Building, and he didn't pay a copper plate because of the identity of the prime minister's grandson, and even many people said, hey, Wei Gongzi's overnight money, we paid it on our behalf.

There are even other girls with some identities in the Qinglou who secretly visit, just to rub a poem by Wei Gongzi, so as to raise their value, and to see if this Wei Gongzi is really as suave as the legend, a pillar of ecstasy.

Accumulated over time, and finally this fame spread to the house of Prime Minister Wei Cheng, at first Prime Minister Wei did not care, Wei Zheng is one of his most admired grandsons, has always been upright, has been immersed in the house to study hard, Prime Minister Wei only as a subordinate chewing the root of the tongue, after breaking the legs of the six family members, the people are still all the words, all say that the reputation of our son is already known to everyone, Prime Minister Wei Cheng wants to personally ask his grandson to understand.

Coincidentally, although this Wei Zheng behaved very upright in front of people, he was only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy after all, and it was the year of the tiger and wolf who had nowhere to put out the fire at the beginning of the yang.

So this genuine Wei Zheng couldn't get out of bed for half a month, and this is why Qin Ge said that Wei Zheng was going to fight fakes.

"I'll go back to the inn tonight."

White ink road.

Qin Ge kicked Bai Mo to the ground, and only gave two words: "No." ”

Bai Mo cried with a sad face: "I don't know what to do." ”

Qin Ge threw him a piece of paper with an expressionless face.

"It's all written in it, if you say a wrong word tomorrow, don't blame Qin for being ruthless."

Bai Mo picked up the piece of paper and spat at Qin Ge fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, Qin Ge pulled out the short knife on his waist and pushed it forward, and the spit stuck to the surface of the knife.

"If you were so powerful, Great Qin wouldn't have died." Bai Mo still wanted to mess with Qin Ge's mind.

Qin Ge's mood did not change much.

"Do your own thing."

It was late at night, leaning upstairs drunk, Bai Mo deftly avoided the men and women who were hugging each other, and dodged the rich man who was too drunk and ran around with a big belly, and finally touched the door that was already ripe and could not be cooked.

Bai Mo stuck to the crack of the door, listened attentively, it was very quiet inside, and then pushed the door in, a very slender figure came into view, on the long and snow-white neck, a long black hair was just coiled up at will, gentle eyes like water, a pointed little pen and that indescribably beautiful little mouth, so that Bai Mo immediately returned to the state of the beginning of a yang.

Qin Daji, the most valuable maid upstairs leaning on the drunken, was looking at him with affection.

"Childe, you're here."

"It's so windy tonight." Bai Mo smiled, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Qin Daji stepped forward gently, removed the cloud pattern on Bai Mo's body, and said softly: "Childe has been in this humble room of the slave family for two days, I really miss it, and I don't dare to take the initiative to find you, for fear of ruining your good deeds." The negative person said, if you already have a new love, you don't want a slave family. ”

Bai Mo didn't answer, but just shook the folding fan in his hand pretending to be profound, and lowered his voice, making the voice that was originally a little green seem much thicker: "That night by the railing." ”

Qin Daji said: "That night moon is like a hook. ”

"That night with you."

"A pair of eyes like water. Childe, is the slave family good in memory? Qin Daji smiled, helped Bai Mo to the head of the bed, Bai Mo turned around and grabbed Qin Daji's waist, and sealed Qin Daji's red lips.

After a long time, his lips parted, and Bai Mo smiled evilly: "Tonight, I want to see how much water can be in the eyes of the beauty." ”

"Necrotic~"

At this time, Bai Mo did not have the oppressive feeling that the real Wei attack was going to fight the fake.

The piece of paper, with an intermittent groan, fell lightly to the ground, and not a word was written in it.

On the Tailan River, Qin Ge leaned on the canopy alone, looking at the bright moon with some gloom, the clear light sprinkled on his face, and those scars were even more creepy.

"King Qin swept Liuhe, how majestic is the tiger? How did a good Da Qin die? ”

If there is alcohol, I am afraid that Qin Ge is already drunk and unconscious. He still remembered that at that time, the last King of Qin killed himself, and the once invincible ministers had not yet eased up, and they still muttered in disbelief: "What? Great Qin is dead? ”

Pushing forward only twenty years, the Qin State is still the most powerful country in this land, and the Shandong countries are afraid of the Qin Division and regard it as a tiger and wolf. After the Great Jin Dynasty destroyed Qin, it was built by the Great Yu Dynasty, and the forty-nine cities of Tianyan, which became the new capital of the Qin State after Yu lost Jiuding, were burned, and in one hundred and fifty years, the sweat of several generations turned into ashes.

Qin Ge, who once thought that he would definitely survive and die as a slave of the dead country, met the Mo family giant in the most unbearable days, Mo Zhai, the name that I don't know has been passed down for generations.

Soon, Qin Ge became an important figure in the Mo family because of his outstanding martial arts and decisive character, leading this operation called "Dragon Slaying".

It's just that this generation of Mo Zhai didn't know what was crazy, and it became the most important part of the plan to let Bai Mo, a kid of unknown origin, join this plan.

"If something goes wrong, no matter what the giant says, I must slaughter that kid with my own hands."

Qin Ge hated this person so much that the roots of his teeth itched.

Bai Mo, who had just finished the piston exercise, sneezed violently, and Qin Daji, who was disheveled, hurriedly hugged his beloved Ah Lang and said softly: "Childe, is it from the wind and cold?" ”

Bai Mo wiped his nose and said with a smirk: "It seems to be a little." ”

Early the next morning, a little guy with soap boots on his feet and a green cloth hat on his head broke into this elegant room with his chest held up, and his tone was slightly unruly: "Wei Gongzi! Ah no, the fake Wei Zheng, come out, my son-in-law has a gift to give. ”

"It's early in the morning, and I don't let people sleep!"

Bai Mo helped the beautiful woman next to him cover the quilt, got up sleepily, and hit the gold box that had been placed in front of him by the little guy.

"This is a war book." The little servant said: "My son-in-law said that he must kill you with his own hands." ”