The rooster declares.

Where did the rooster come from the Doge's Palace?

This question is not important, the important thing is that Jia Liu, who woke up in a daze, found out how he was naked.

And he doesn't remember anything.

Therefore, even if he has no hair on his body, after his consciousness gradually clears up, he is sure that he has not committed a style problem.

That is, there is no loss.

When I think about it, my mind is clear.

Needless to ask, those dog officials just wanted to pull him, a loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty, into the water through Meisera, so as to achieve an ulterior purpose.

But those dog officials, do they really think that their foreheads are as unbearable as them!

After thinking about it, his own Admiral Baturu has been dismissed from his post and dismissed from Beijing, and those dog officials have put so much effort into corrupting and wooing him, is it really necessary?

Jia Liu was a little puzzled.

But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, he didn't prostitute.

Because, he didn't give money.

Here comes a new problem.

What about the money!

The panicked Jia Liu noticed that there was a woman combing her hair on the dresser next to the bed, and hurriedly asked, "Who is that, where are my underwear?" ”

The woman who was combing her hair was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "The underwear of the forehead is here." ”

After taking the underwear handed by the woman, Jia Liuyi was relieved when he saw that the silver tickets sewn on the side of the sticker were there.

These silver tickets are his life-saving money, don't look at the sewn into the underwear, there are more than 200,000 taels.

In other words, he, the Sichuan governor who was released from prison and sent to Beijing, carried 200 million cash with him.

Why do you bring so much money?

There is a lot of money, and it is burned.

If people have no foresight, they will have near-term mistakes.

Thinking that after entering Beijing, I will have to go to prison in the Criminal Department, in order to make my life in prison more relaxed and enjoyable, I must ask all the staff of the prison to have a good time.

Otherwise, how could he command remotely when he was isolated from inside and outside.

No matter what the year, money can be called a ghost.

"Huh,"

The moment I raised my eyes, I couldn't help but light up in front of me, and the woman standing by the bed turned out to be a peerless beauty.

Looking at the age, it is not very old, fifteen or sixteen years old.

It's a little girl.

There is also no smell of wind and dust on the face.

Although there is no powder, the delicate appearance is really heart-wrenching, and for no reason, Jia Liu cherishes it.

Those officials really have a heart.

The evaluations have risen with the tide, and there is one less dog word.

"What's your name?"

Jia Liu couldn't help but hold the girl's hand and patted it gently, with a caring expression.

"Back to the forehead, the concubine is called Qing Lian."

Qing Pian is good-looking, has a good voice, and looks a little embarrassed on her face, which makes people even more unstoppable.

"Good name."

Jia Liu approved, and asked what the surname was, where was the person's name, how did he go to the sea, was there a problem at home, or what...

"The concubine's surname is Wu, a native of Suzhou, from a humble background, and she was sent into the building by her family since she was a child..."

This answer reminded Jia Liu of the famous Yangzhou thin horse in the Qing Dynasty, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read,"

Then a spirit, looking at the girl in disbelief.

Suzhou, Wu Qinglian?

Isn't this the fucking little wife who was martyred after He Shen's death!

A famous strange woman in the Qing Dynasty.

How did you get into your own bed?

Could it be that He Shen's fate will happen to him Jia Jia's forehead...

I had a lot of thoughts for a while, and I didn't react for a long time, which scared everyone else, thinking that something was wrong with me.

I couldn't help but call weakly: "Forehead? ”

"Hmm,"

Jia Liu looked at Qing Lian again, and sure enough, she was a peerless beauty who couldn't even hold He Shen, and the smell exuded from her body was particularly attractive.

"Why don't I sing a song for my forehead to relieve my fatigue."

Qing Lian said a little flatteringly.

Jia Liu smiled and nodded.

Qing Lian sang a cappella there, singing the Kunqu opera "The Palace of Eternal Life", which is about the love story between Tang Xuanzong and the noble concubine Yang Yuhuan.

It's babbling, it's very nice.

It's just that Jia Liu can't understand a word, but I think it's still a good Huangmei opera.

Kunqu opera is too elegant.

Not for a literate person like him to listen to.

"Am I singing badly?"

Qing Lian noticed that the man who possessed her last night didn't seem to be very interested in her singing, and couldn't help but feel a little like Niu playing the piano, and she had a little temper in her heart.

"No, you're singing very well."

Jia Liu suddenly straightened up, and asked Qing Lian with a straight face: "Who arranged for you to approach me?" ”

"Close?"

Qing was stunned for a moment, and whispered that it was Lord Wang, the political envoy of Gansu, who arranged for her to serve the forehead.

"Do you think the concubine is not in good health?"

Jia Liu's tone and expression suddenly became serious, making the girl think that she was not good enough.

Jia Liu didn't answer, but asked, "What does Lord Wang have to do with you?" ”

"This..."

After hesitating for a moment, Qing Lian confessed that she was bought by Lord Wang from Suzhou when she was twelve years old and has been raising her.

Last night was the first time she had served a man.

Jia Liu definitely wouldn't believe it, and looked at Qing Lian with suspicion.

Qing Lian didn't say anything, just lifted the corner of the quilt.

However, Jia Liu still didn't believe it.

Because of this little trick, he will too.

But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that he was really last night?

"Me and you..."

Although it is said that it is a prisoner to relieve Beijing, as long as the results of the ministerial meeting do not come down, how can he also be an official of the imperial court, Jia Liu is not good at saying something too exposed.

Qing officials are always decent.

Qing Lian understood what he wanted to ask, nodded and said, "The adult has been doing it for a long time, and he has been shouting that the concubine kisses the little baby..."

"Yes?"

Jia Liulao's face flushed.

“... The adults also asked the concubine if she wanted a child..."

Thinking of the shameless behavior of the forehead in front of her last night, Qing Lian also blushed with shame, and her ears were red.

Am I so unbearable?

Jia Liu fell into deep thought, he really didn't remember anything.

Drink the splinter.

But seeing that other people's pity, it doesn't look like he is pretending, and he may have really let himself go last night.

But I don't know if I said something wrong.

While trying to remember how to send the child to the house last night, the door suddenly opened, and several people walked in.

It was the host Shaanxi and Gansu Governor Leerjin, and the Gansu political envoy Wang Kangwang, who sent his daughter, and Bi Yuan, the governor of Shaanxi.

The old rich didn't know if he didn't wake up after drinking too much, or he didn't want to come to see that the little bastard didn't come with him.

The three Northwest officials had smiles on their faces, and they came to congratulate the spring breeze.

However, to the astonishment of several people, the forehead suddenly covered his face with a quilt at the moment when they pushed the door in, and shouted in horror: "Don't shoot, don't shoot!" ”

Ignoring his head, the bottom is bare and exposed.

Governor Bi's wife turned her head around with an "oops".

Governor Bi was a bright eye: Forehead, good guy!

7017k