The sun has risen high on the horizon, the ancient city under the golden sunlight appears tall and majestic, the three-character ancient plaque of "Pingyang City" hangs on the platform of the city tower, and the pedestrians and traders who come and go under the city gate are endless, all of them are for life, a team of defenders check whether there are prohibited things in the pedestrian package in front of the city gate.

"Stop!"

Ironclad soldiers in military uniform, guarding both sides of the gates, shouted at a carriage.

The driver of the car was a middle-aged man with a short beard, and he was not only not afraid but rather impatient when he was stopped by drinking: "Bold! Do you know who's sitting in the car? How dare you stop my son-in-law's drive! ”

Seeing that the coachman was so arrogant, the goalkeeper couldn't help but feel nervous, changed his face, bowed his hand, and asked with a smile: "I don't know which son it is?" Please advise! ”

The coachman glanced at the general coldly, and was just about to open his mouth to show his might, when he saw a hand with a jade-colored plate ring stretched out from the carriage to lift the curtain, and a handsome man leaned out half of his body and said lightly: "Uncle Fu, don't make a noise." ”

The coachman hurriedly smiled and said, "Yes!" Be! Childe was right. ”

The generals on the side saw that this son's face changed instantly, and he smiled and said, "It turned out to be the second son of Chen!" The lower official was rude, and he still looked at Gongzi Haihan. ”

The young man chuckled, "It turned out that I went out of the city in a low-key manner, and I didn't take the special carriage and horse at home, which made Li Baihu smile." ”

The general known as Li Baihu hurriedly said: "It's the lower officials who have lost their eyes and disturbed the purity of the son." ”

After that, he turned around, stretched out his hand and scolded the soldiers blocking the road, "Why don't you hurry up and give way to Chen Gongzi?" ”

The soldiers hurriedly made way of an avenue, blocking the people at the city gate on both sides, and deliberately clearing an unobstructed path for the unremarkable-looking carriage.

The people were all dissatisfied in their hearts, but no one dared to speak out, just because there was a marquis in Pingyang City surnamed Chen.

In the crowd, two monks, an old man and a young monk, watched this scene silently, the old monk shook his head and sighed, the little monk asked inexplicably, "Master, what are you sighing for?" ”

The old monk whispered: "This Chen Gongzi, his face is white, but Yintang is black, I think there is a misfortune." ”

The carriage drove out of the city without hurrying, and order gradually returned to normal at the city gates.

Li Baihu scolded the two soldiers who stopped the car: "What are you doing with long eyes? The second son of Hou Chen's family also dared to stop him? ”

The two soldiers who were scolded couldn't help but complain: "My lord, this car is no different from ordinary people's carriages, and there is no sign of the Hou Mansion, let alone a guard in the courtyard, we really can't tell the difference." ”

Li Baihu also knew that the two of them were no wonder about this, so he only snorted coldly, "Next time, polish your eyes, don't disturb the nobles." ”

The two even claimed to be.

The cronies beside Li Baihu whispered: "My lord, will it be dangerous for the second son of the Hou family's second son to go out of the city alone?" The subordinates heard that it has not been peaceful outside the city recently. Or we can send someone to follow to protect the Hou Ye's son, maybe..."

"Dangerous?" Li Baihu sneered, "This second prince of the Hou Mansion doesn't look at him as weak as overindulgent, but at least he has the strength of a second-rate master in the martial arts, if there are really thieves, then they are the ones who are dangerous." ”

……

In the carriage, Chen Gongzi smiled and said to a woman in the car: "Cousin, let you see the joke." ”

"It's out of the way." The woman said a little shyly: "It's just that we went out of the city to enjoy the maple forest without permission, and it was already noon, and I was afraid that it would be late when we came back." ”

I saw that this woman was wearing a long hairpin, a light red long skirt, a pair of willow eyebrows, a pair of phoenix tail eyes, and a young and beautiful appearance, with a girl's unique style in every word and deed.

Chen Gongzi's eyes darkened, and he said with a smile: "Cousin, don't worry, with my cousin here, even if you come back late, I can protect you." ”

This woman's surname is Sun, a distant relative of the Hou Mansion for three generations, and she took refuge in the Hou Mansion more than half a month ago, and was fascinated by the gentle, funny and handsome cousin.

The girl's cheeks were slightly red, a little shy but with a look of affection for the man in front of her, which fell into Bai Lan's eyes, only making him feel that this was a pair of dog men and women who didn't know etiquette.

Bai Lan could only watch, he was not a human or a ghost at this moment, just a red jade bead, inlaid on the red jade pendant on Chen Gongzi's waist.

Bai Lan was a little autistic, and since he was conscious, he knew that he was barely resurrected from the dead.

His real name is Shangguan Ling, and he died in 2020 of the Earth A.D. calendar at the age of twenty. I still remember that I died in a car accident, and there was only one sister in the family, named Shangguan Yun, and I learned that my mother died early since I can remember, and my father also died suddenly two years ago, and his father's name was Shangguan Lingyun.

After waking up, the word "Bailan" came into his mind, and he took it as his name when his consciousness was a little scattered.

After months of observation, Bai Lan found that he was reborn in ancient times, but he was reborn on a red jade bead, even if he was unwilling to be confused and afraid, he could only accept it with peace of mind, because he only had consciousness left.

Bai Lan's consciousness has been attached to this red jade bead for several months, and he has also seen the "true face" of this so-called Chen Gongzi!

On the surface, he is gentle and elegant, but behind his back, he goes in and out of the Chu Pavilion of the Red Mansion every night, with beautiful wine, listening to music on the hook, and the meat is fragrant at night. Just looking at his face, the veteran of the love field knew at a glance that this person was a fellow practitioner.

Now, I have seduced the heart of my distant cousin, perhaps because I am tired of tasting cooked meat, and it is not bad to eat fresh meat occasionally.

Bai Lan gathered his consciousness and didn't want to see these chaotic desires in the world anymore.

Ever since he was reborn, he had wanted to be able to break away from this red jade bead that was no more than the size of a peanut, and even a whimsical demon.

However, countless thoughts are just ideas, he is just a consciousness, just a spectator, and has no ability to change.

Bai Lan felt that he had persevered for several months, and his spirit was still normal, and it was a miracle that he did not go crazy.

He was thinking about the memories of his past life and how his sister faced his death, but after a few hours, he suddenly felt something change in the outside world.

Bai Lan scattered his consciousness and saw the scene beside him.

His red jade bead was thrown to the ground with a pendant, and even Chen Gongzi's clothes were scattered on the ground.

Bai Lan looked helplessly into the distance, only to see the moonlight shining in an entanglement.

Bai Lan found that this Chen Gongzi's behavior was becoming more and more perverted, under the bright and bright sky, the bright moonlight, and the evening breeze blowing the maple trees, actually making the maple leaves more red like blood.

And Chen Gongzi's coachman, Uncle Fu was parking the carriage in a hidden place not far from the maple forest, sitting in front of the carriage looking at the flesh in the distance with a confused face, and resisted the impulse of the middle-aged man.

PS: I believe everyone has learned or heard of the poem "The so-called Yiren, on the water side", it is from the "Book of Songs" in the "Pu Jia", and there is a sentence in this poem, "Tracing from it, like being in the water." "沚, zhi, the third tone.

After all, it is also the first time for me to write an original novel, and it is a great challenge, thank you for your support!

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