[Quick Transmigration] Blame me for the abuse

Chapter 96

Hanging the sign of "Shanjia Qinggong", this teahouse did not disappoint a few people.

Many young people dressed as Confucian scholars gathered in one place, while the older ones enjoyed themselves in another place. The Guqin was played by the owner of the shop.

Wen Nineteen was chatting with a Confucian scholar sitting at the side of the long table. The Confucian scholar's eyes drifted unconsciously to the two people who were wearing bamboo hats and veils on the opposite side.

There was a sudden commotion there, and there were several nobles who were dressed in luxurious clothes, who seemed to have just arrived late.

"Master Liu, why are you late today?"

"Today, things happened for a reason. You guessed it, I met Mr. Mo who I haven't seen for a long time."

"Who?" The young Confucian scholar who spoke to me was a little puzzled. After being reminded by his companion, he suddenly realized it. Mr. Mo."

"That's right." The man called Mr. Liu stepped away, and a person came out from behind: "Come on, let me introduce you. This is my friend, Mr. Mo Hu. His painting is very wonderful."

"Mr. Mo, I finally see you today."

Everyone agrees.Before Jiang Yuan could drink the cup of tea in his hand, his eyes widened suddenly, and he turned his head silently, and touched Wen Nineteen's clothes with a paper fan.

Mo Hu Mo.

Wen Nineteen didn't change his smile, and nodded slightly to Jiang Yuan.

Before Jiang Yuan could react in time, Wen Nineteen picked up a glass of wine, lifted his clothes, and stood up.

"This boy."

He could hear Nineteen's warm voice.

Zhuang Ruyi was a little puzzled when he got up, and cast a puzzled look at Jiang Yuan, Jiang Yuan naturally couldn't explain to her, so he had to let Zhuang Ruyi's servant listen to him.

"Take Miss Zhuang and go in the carriage first, and then we will go back to the villa to apologize to Miss Zhuang."

Over there, Mo Hu Mo's eyebrows were slightly frowned, but he quickly restrained his astonishment, hiding the murderous intent in his eyes.Although the servant was puzzled, seeing the solemnity in Jiang Yuan's tone, he had no choice but to quickly report to Zhuang Ruyi.

Zhuang Ruyi stood up gently, attracting everyone's attention. Although she was dissatisfied with this, Zhuang Ruyi was always a dignified lady, even if there was a hint of displeasure in her brows, she could only bow slightly and walk away.

"Brother Wen is so excited. I found this place. It seems that he is also a man of elegance." Mo Humo's eyebrows are extremely light, his face is thin, but he doesn't look sick, and with his slightly slender eyes, he doesn't look easy to get along with. face.He looked at the three of them, and showed an inexplicable polite smile at Jiang Yuan, before Zhuang Ruyi walked out of the door, he raised his voice slightly: "This is the girl from Zhuang Ruyi Zhuang of the Yugu School who is well-known in the world? "

Zhuang Ruyi, who was wearing a veil, had no choice but to stop, nodding slightly as a response.

"Although we are all scholars, we have heard about Miss Zhuang's talent in the Jianghu. Today I finally saw her, but Miss Zhuang left early. I'm afraid it's because the reception here is not good enough and the girl is neglected."

That Mr. Liu seems to be a passionate person, Mo Humo just finished speaking, he continued to ask: "This place is opened by a good friend of mine, if the girl doesn't leave as happy as she wants, then I'm waiting for you." .”

Wen Nineteen originally only listened quietly, and finally spoke when Zhuang Ruyi felt a little embarrassed: "Miss Zhuang was originally a lady from a famous family, so naturally the family education in the mansion is very strict, I hope Brother Mo will forgive me."

Jiang Yuan was sure that this would be a good entanglement, but Mo Humo also nodded: "So we are being rude, Miss Zhuang, go slowly."

The teahouse is in a secluded place outside the city, surrounded by green bamboos, there is a pool in the southwest, and a small pavilion on the pool, Jiang Yuan slowly took off the bamboo hat, and the gray clothes on his body were originally the most simple, but on this person, he could It makes people look more.

The shadow of sunlight wandered among the bamboo leaves, Jiang Yuan raised his eyes slightly, with a deep dark green color different from the blood in the Central Plains, as if reflecting this green color all over his eyes.

"Mr. Mo."

Mo Hu Mo raised his head, and gently wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, Jiang Yuan stretched out his hand, Mo Hu Mo was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Yuan knew that Mo Hu Mo was good at using poison. At this moment, his pale hands should have been slender, but now they were stained with blood from Mo Hu Mo's body. average.

Wen Nineteen gently pushed Jiang Yuan's hand away with the back of his fan, and Mo Humo came back to his senses, then supported the pillar and stood up slowly.

"I'm not as skilled as your Excellency, so I admit it."

Jiang Yuan frowned. He was not a benevolent person. No matter if he was born in the Demon Sect or the Kuzhilou, he should always have a hard heart. It's just that he was killed by a knife, even if he could die in the corpse mountain. The temperament of talking and laughing freely in the sea of ​​​​blood has become meek after being idle for a long time at this moment, and Mo Humo's appearance of maintaining his composure despite his scars all over his body, letting the blood splatter down from the hem of his clothes, made him a little unbearable.

But he didn't comment on it after all.

"We each have something to ask for." Looking at the red marks on Mo Humo's wrist, Wen Nineteen said with a smile.

Chaotang and Jianghu say that they do not disturb each other, but they inevitably have a slight relationship, not to mention how a huge organization like Kuzhilou has stood in the Jianghu for several years. It is inevitable that other characters have not had similar thoughts.

When Mo Humo stopped, Wen Nineteen had just brewed a pot of tea. His thin and slender fingers were playing with the ordinary white porcelain cup in the inn. It was fascinating to watch, and he opened his mouth inadvertently.

"So, it was secretly brewing a few years ago."

Mo Hu Mo showed a bit of a mean look, the corners of his brows were lowered, and there was an insincere smile in his eyes, but it was towards himself.

"People in the Jianghu want to get involved with the court."

Even though Mo Humo said this, Jiang Yuan knew in his heart that it was not a person from the world who wanted to be a vassal of the court on purpose, but there were some things that were inseparable from the court from the very beginning.

Aqian is a handyman in Qing'an Kindergarten Building.

Ah Qian doesn't like to talk, he is dull and stupid but he doesn't think he is smart. He is usually the most honest and attractive. Although in this poor and childish building, the stupid people will not have a bright future, but because of the temperament of the master here, everyone is kind. Some, no one bothered him.

That day he was sweeping the courtyard, and the broken leaves were sweeping and falling. He started in the morning, but when he looked up, it was already dark.

"If you can't sweep it all, forget it."

A clear voice sounded, and Ah Qian raised his head, and saw that this man was wearing a duck-egg green gown, and a white magnolia stone hairpin was inserted into the tied jade crown, and he smiled with peach blossom eyes, not affectionate, but gentle The ground was tight, as if he was about to go out, he hurriedly lowered his head and said:

"Lord Luo Pavilion."

"Rong Huan doesn't live in Qing'an often, and the trees in this residence don't know how he tossed them when he was young. It's strange that they start to shed their leaves early every year at the end of summer."

He thought about it for a while, and with Ah Qian's temperament, naturally he couldn't think of how to reply to him. Luo Qiunuan also thought he was funny, and told him some boring things, so he didn't stop.

Since he was picked up by Shu Chan in his early years, Ah Qian has rarely seen other pavilion owners in the building.

Among the four pavilion masters in this building, Miss Shu Chan is the most caring girl for him, but she spends half of her weekdays outside, and sometimes she comes back to bring him some gadgets from various places, the favorite is the Suizhou family's dim sum, a small bite, he eats for three days.Pavilion Master Luo always stays in the building, and occasionally goes out for a short time. He has a gentle temper and takes good care of all the servants. However, for some reason, under his supervision, the servants in the building are honest and tight, and no incidents of any kind have happened. .The remaining two pavilion masters, even though Aqian has been here for so long, because of Miss Shu, was later assigned to work later by the former building sales office, but he has never known the names of the two pavilion masters.

Early this morning, he got up early to fetch water and water the flowers, but he saw people coming and going back and forth from the owner's building, which he would not normally see, and he didn't dare to look up. After a while, the girl Shu Tang came down, a pair of beautiful Eyes slightly closed, with a little tiredness.

"Aqian."

Miss Shu Chan called out softly, and Ah Qian hurriedly put down the things in his hands, and because he was in a hurry, his things scattered all over the ground, and he was anxious to turn back, but he still thought about it and went to Miss Shu Chan. run away.

Shu Chan smiled a little at the corner of his mouth because of his recklessness.

"Put down what you're doing and follow me out."

Jiang Yuan did not expect that Zhuang Ruyi would come to see him.

The woman was dressed in a goose-yellow skirt. She was still as dignified and luxurious as when she first saw her, and her lotus steps moved lightly. She looked like she was brought up by a wealthy family since she was a child.

Today Wen Nineteen and Mo Hu Mo couldn't find anyone, so Jiang Yuan sat down and found a secluded place on the second floor in this small tavern. Miss said:

"Miss Zhuang is here to find Brother Wen."

Miss Zhuang wore a veil and didn't speak. Jiang Yuan offered her a cup of tea, and she finally said:

"Master Jiang, do you remember the Zhao family in Suizhou?"

Jiang Yuan replied: "Zhao Chule is kind and generous, and everyone in the Jianghu knows it."

Zhuang Ruyi suddenly smiled, Jiang Yuan remembered that she was engaged to Zhao Chu when she was young, and people in the world also regarded it as a beautiful thing.

"When I was young, I passed through Suizhou once, and I was accompanied by my old servant. The market was so lively that I lost consciousness with my servant."

Although Jiang Yuan was surprised that she brought up this matter suddenly, he remained quiet and listened to her continue.

"So I met a woman who couldn't remember her face for a long time, but she still remembered the scene of that day anyway. From then on, I thought about it day and night, if I hadn't disembarked that day, if I hadn't been separated from my servants that day. , but rather."

She took off her veil with bare hands, and the sleeves fell down, revealing a forearm like a section of a lotus root.

Jiang Yuan had stood up, and he saw a dull red streak on the forearm.

A cold light flashed, he kicked over the tables and chairs, the sawdust scattered, and the dagger cut off a piece of sleeve, but before he could back down, blood splashed on the corner of his eyes.

The visitor came with a young child, and a burst of cold musk with the smell of perilla leaves.

"Shu Tang."

The woman who killed Zhuang Ruyi with just one move didn't look at the lifeless body on the ground, the boy squatted down obediently, and quietly dragged the body out.

Shu Chan searched for an adjacent table, took a sip of the tea on the table, and then frowned. No one downstairs knew about the movement. After a while, the little boy cleaned up the place, even the broken pieces. All the tables and chairs were moved by him.

She didn't mention at all that the beauty disappeared in an instant, and she didn't mention how the Miss Zhuang Jia turned into a dice killer.

"To bother you today, Shu Chan wants to ask the young master to make another calculation."

Shu Chan laughed, just like that day, the gentleness seemed a little awkward, after all, she was a glamorous beauty, such an expression appeared on her face, which made Jiang Yuan feel a little disobedient and pity.

She looked very much like Jiang Banri.

"Sadness hurts the lungs, thinking hurts the spleen. The old man has passed away, and what the old man said back then is just nonsense, which annoys the girl."

Before Shu Chan could open his mouth, Jiang Yuan stood up abruptly, waved his sleeves, and the paper fan from Wen Nineteen, which had been painted with ink plums by a famous artist, was torn apart by the gleaming dagger.

Jiang Yuan didn't have time to think about it in the future, so he jumped lightly and stepped on the continuous roof tiles of Qing'an City. shape.

He suddenly calmed down.

The domestic pigeons in the distance fluttered their wings, and a white tail feather landed next to the pair of boots that the man was standing at the corner of the eaves.

The man looked at him, and slowly raised the hat that covered his face.

Wen Jun had two intentions, so he came to an end.

The author has something to say:

Wen Nineteen brought Zhuang Ruyi for a reason, and I will explain it later