Supporting Male Lead’s Counterattack Manual [Quick Transmigration]

Xi Yu's men who actually wrote the words paused.

Only marriage.

The aunt must be doing the marriage for them. She is the eldest daughter. She must be the first to do it. The second younger sister is planning to destroy them. I am afraid she just remembered the marriage.

It was just that the aunt always disliked them, and it was absolutely impossible to find a good marriage for them, but why did the second sister do this, her aunt was flattered and said that she hadn't heard anything from her father.

Xi Yuzhen had calmed down after he finished copying a volume of scriptures.

After all, she knew that even if she understood everything and thought through it, she couldn't change the decision made by her aunt.

Can only be fateful.

Xi Yuzheng glanced at the flickering candlelight as the outside wind came in, ridiculed and continued to look down at the scriptures.

——

"Mrs. Hou originally said that she wanted to give the big girl to the Zhou family, but later the second girl came to ask his wife to speak, as if to say that the big girl and the third girl were restless and wanted to seduce his wife's nephew, and the wife changed her mind. I want to pass the second girl, and now I am choosing another girl for the big girl. I heard that Mrs. Duan has come several times. It seems that she is going to marry a big girl for her big brother. But when they talk, I ’m not in the room and I do n’t listen. Be clear about what it says. "

In a common house, a bearded man was leaning on Erlang's legs to listen to a girl dressed as a girl. When she finished talking and lost five or two dollars, she sent her:

"Okay, I see. This is your bounty. Take it. If you have any news, you still have to sell it. Just come, we buy everything. Just want more silver. You send it. The news is big enough. "

The girl held silver in her hand, her face showing joy, she blessed her, and left happily.

In the room, the beard stood up, went around the screen, and asked the person who had just dropped the pen, "How do you remember it?"

"Remember it well." The man stood up, passed the piece of paper in his hand, and wondered, "It's just the inner house fight, so much to do for two or two."

"The Lord said, whoever comes from Houyi of Zhongyi, regardless of the size of the message given, will give them more money to let them know that we are generous and will often come over in the future."

The beard stuffed the paper into his arms. "Okay, I'll go first. The news should be delivered to the master earlier, and I'll give it to you first."

"Okay, you go, please help me with my master."

After the beard went out, the person behind the screen continued to write and draw on the paper. A man dressed as a husband at the door probed into it and swallowed a bit nervously. "Anyone? I, I heard that I bought news here ... ... "

"Somebody, come in."

The man used to start saying the opening remarks: "Anjuge receives all the news of the world. The more important the news you give, the more money we give, but if the point you give is worthless, then it is no wonder we are. . "

The husband hurriedly said, "My news is worth it! It's worth it! It's what I overheard, that is, if you can't tell others, it's me."

"Rest assured, Anjuge only receives news. From whomever comes to sell news, you can say, I will give you money based on the importance of this news."

The husband was still a little scared, but the old mother who was seriously in need of medical treatment and needed medical treatment at home was still stammered and told the news he had overheard:

"Mr. Shang Shu's eldest son and his aunt fifteenth room have a relationship with each other. I and I also heard the elder brother said that the child in his aunt's belly was his. The elder brother seemed to owe a lot of debts to the gambling. His aunt stole the adult In the private seal, my brother took the private seal and took the banner of the master Shang Shu in the take-out officer, and got the money to repay the debt ... "

The person who recorded the incident did not show a surprised expression on his face. Since being rescued by the master and being placed in this Anju Pavilion, he has heard too many wonderful news.

"Involving North Korean and Chinese officials, the value of the message, 10 two."

He threw the silver out directly across the screen and said coldly, "We will send someone to check. If the news is not true, you have to be careful of your head."

"Really! Absolutely true! I heard the big brother say it myself!"

The husband promised and ran out with Yin Feifei.

He hastened to buy medicine for his doctor.

——

As soon as it came out of the yard, the bearded bear picked two burdens and went to the street to start selling it. "Peach blossom cake, delicious and beautiful peach blossom cake, only big families eat peach blossom cake ..."

Occasionally someone wanted to buy it, he stopped, wrapped the oily paper with a good service attitude, and then sold it to others.

So I walked all the way to the door of Duanfu, and the concierge guarding the gate saw him quickly and called, "Stop the peach cake, stop, I'll buy some."

The other porter looked at him in surprise, "Do you still have money to buy these?"

The concierge smiled: "Where I can afford peach cakes, I sent someone in the big brother's courtyard to say that the big brother wants to eat fresh peach cakes. If there is a passerby, I will buy some. There are rewards."

Having said that, he ran down the steps and bought the peach cake. "Troublesome brother helped me look at it, took the bounty, and come back to us halfway."

"Well, you go."

This room took the peach cake along the path into the courtyard of Duan Qing'en. He is the most favored elder brother in the house. The courtyard is naturally large, and there are people who are young and old. When the gatekeeper came, Duan Qingen was lying with He Lisheng artist After getting a chair, the two ate grapes while reading the textbooks. There were two little girls next to them who fanned them, which can be called a wicked capitalism.

The person in charge of the yard took the peach blossom cake wrapped in oiled paper, first asked the porter and so on, and came over to Duan Qingen. "Brother, the porter bought the peach blossom cake, and said you ordered it."

"Well, it's me, reward him."

Duan Qingen replied casually, took a peach cake and put it in his mouth, and He Lisheng on the side looked at him, and couldn't help but put one into his mouth.

"Well ... it tastes authentic, not bad."

After eating, he looked around. Impatiently waiting, he got up and said to the girl who hit the fan, "Okay, you all go down."

The girls were gone, and he said, "Qing En, didn't you say you bought the news? Who's the sender?"

"It's gone."

Duan Qingen was eating peach cake, and his eyes were still on the textbook.

"Leave it ?!" He Lisheng Zheng sat up suddenly. "When did you leave, why didn't I see it? Why did he leave!"

"The message arrived, don't leave without doing anything."

"The message arrived? When did it arrive, why didn't I see it?" He Lisheng was almost going to be a curious baby. When he saw Duan Qing'en or his eyes, he kept reading on the book and anxiously got up from the chair and shook his hand. Take the book down.

"Don't I always be with you? Why don't I see the person who sent the message?"

Duan Qingen silently picked up the plate of peach cake on the table and placed it in front of He Lisheng.

He Lisheng stared at the peach blossom cake for a few seconds, "This, this is the news?"

"Correct."

After getting a positive answer, He Lisheng immediately sat beside Duan Qingen, picked up a peach cake, and opened it. See if one was open, and then took another one.

"Well, what are you doing!" Duan Qingen took the rest of the peach cake directly into his arms: "I don't have much to eat at noon, don't spoil my peach cake."

"I'm looking for news." He Lisheng carefully looked around and determined that people were far enough away before he came over and whispered: "Isn't that all written in the playbook? In this case, the news is all here It was written on the paper, and the paper was hidden in the pastry. Open it, take it out, and it's done! "

"You know it's a playbook."

Duan Qingen took another peach blossom cake and put it in his mouth. The cheeks bulging up seemed very harmless to humans and animals. "If this is really the case, if the cake is delivered to someone else, or if it is delivered, Don't remember which piece of peach blossom cake is hiding the message? Or, just in case this cake is delivered to someone, and that person wants to taste it? For example, you just ate me a peach blossom cake. "

He Lisheng thought about it and spilled his hand, "Then you said, how did this peach cake bring the news to you? It is not hidden in the pastry, or it can be hidden in the oil paper."

"No need to hide, I said when I went to buy the news. If I guessed, I would send the peach cake. If I didn't guess, I would send the date puree cake. When I see the date puree cake, I will naturally buy the news. Somewhere to ask clearly. "

"That's it ..." He Lisheng suddenly realized: "That's why you said that the news had been delivered, because when you saw the peach blossom cake, you already knew that you guessed it."

"You say you, you are curious to know how Anjuge sent the news, and why you asked me to buy it, wouldn't you buy it yourself?"

"Aren't I without money? You're different. When your father sees you, he asks you if you need something, whether you need rewards, and the mother gave you the right cards. How enviable."

He Lisheng's habitual sourness continued to analyze:

"No wonder this Anjuge can suddenly develop into what it is today in such a short period of time. It really is leak-proof. Even you, such a brother who has not entered the court and is not famous, is so careful about buying news."

Duan Qingen continued to eat peach cake.

He Lisheng did not get a response and was not angry, and continued to mutter: "I heard that some people in the DPRK bought news in that Anju Pavilion. It is said that their news was sold very expensive. Do those officials have money to buy?"

"Can't afford it, you can exchange it with other news." Duan Qingen smiled and patted the pastry crumbs: "They are officials, and they will always get more valuable information than ordinary people."

"Also, just buy and change it like this, there must be a lot of news in Anjuge. Maybe there are family secrets. Do you say they are not afraid that some people will find that their news has been sold. Will they go to Anjuge for trouble? "

"No need."

Duan Qingen was full and yawned, "If it ’s small news that offends Anjuge, it ’s not worth it. If you can directly destroy your own news, the person who sold the news will not tell him that he sold his news. This, The news reappears, and it is probably time for the other party to break up. "

"Once Anjuge develops, no one can eradicate it unless its owner disbands it in the future, and all kinds of news are gathered in it. No one dares to start easily. If there is an official who wants to protect himself from threats, just buy him back. Just the news. "

He Lisheng touched his chin. "The secret that is known by others is not a secret. Even if I buy it back, I can't settle in my heart."

"If you ca n’t settle down, you have to settle down. If you think about it, joining you is a five-ranking official. There is deadly news for you at Anjuge. You plan to start an operation at Anjuge, but you ca n’t kill it directly. Sure. It is also necessary to rely on the court, and at this time, the Anjue House, which has always received the fastest news, knew about this. They have the news of the top boss of the top five officials. You said, will the Anjue House use this supervisor to deal with it? The top five officials you want to start? "

He Lisheng got goosebumps with what he said, and even couldn't help trembling. "It's really scary to say so."

"Fortunately, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of the ghost knocking on the door. If you don't do bad things, you don't have to worry about having a handle on someone."

"I only knew that there was a special selling news in Shengjing before, and I really didn't know that there were so many elaborate ones." He Lisheng smiled and shook Duan Qingen's shoulder, jokingly: "Look at what you said is true, I don't know if You thought this Anjuge was yours. "

Duan Qingen smiled and picked up a piece of peach cake. "How do you know it wasn't me?"

"Hahahaha don't make a joke, OK, now that I know how the news came from Anjuge, I will go back first, I really don't know what this Anjuge suddenly appeared to do."

He Lisheng left, leaving only Duan Qingen in the yard.

He yawned and picked up the playbook and peach cake on the table, facing the humane: "I'm going to sleep for a while, and no one should come in and disturb me."

"Yes."

The people all agreed, he opened the door and entered the room, went to the couch, took off the oiled paper wrapped with peach blossom cake, and sprinkled water on it, and the words gradually appeared on it. Arabic numerals.

When the words were all displayed, he opened the playbook again, turned the pages one by one, and wrote the information revealed on the paper.

[Drought in Kanto, local officials concealed without reporting, the victims went to the government, and the court punished them for rebellion]

[After the tax increase, the prince of Beicheng could not bear the starvation of the people and never persecuted the people. The day before, he was ordered to return to Beijing and give poisonous wine]

[Elder Brother Concubine invaded and occupied the people ’s land, the people reported that, Gao Chengbing and Gao Gao passed away. Three days later, Gao Gao died of shocking horses and reported that the people had a fire in their homes. None of the family survived.

In just three jargon, the news is amazing.

Behind the bustling and peaceful Sheng Jing, I don't know how many injustices and hatreds have been hidden.

Duan Qingen looked at the last line.

[Rucheng has rebelled, with no support from silver and no leader, dare to ask the master if he can help him]

It seems that his subordinate is very clever and knows why he set up an Anju Pavilion.

Duan Qingen laid this half-full sheet of paper on the table again, soaked the ink with a pen, and slowly covered those words with ink.

Eventually, on a half sheet of dark paper, a new moon was clicked, and a small forest river was drawn in a blank space. A tiger by the river lowered his head to drink water.

The streaks of the tiger were being drawn. The door was gently opened from the outside, and a girl came in lightly.

Duan Qingen didn't raise his eyes, only asked softly, "Don't I say don't bother me?"

The girl was so shocked that she quickly reacted and naturally came forward and put a plate of cakes on the table. "The slave looked at his brother like peach cake, so he made some more in the kitchen, thinking about putting it quietly first. Come in and wait until my brother wakes up. "

She glanced at the painting on the table. "Don't you say sleep? How did you draw the picture?"

"Why, what am I going to do that will allow you to set your beak?"

Duan Qingen's nib still fell on the paper, and looked at her with a frown, "I remember that you are a mother's person. The mother always educates people. Why are you so unruly?"

"Brother, slavery is worried about brother ..."

The girl did not expect that he would be angry, and she was frightened, and she knelt directly on the ground. "Mrs. and Madam said when they sent slaves to serve their brothers, always remember what brothers like, love, slaves. I also saw that my brother liked this peach cake, so I thought of going to the kitchen to make something for my brother to eat. "

"Okay." As soon as Duan Qing'en put a lot of force into his hand, a stroke of ink fell on the crescent moon that was painted, and he glanced at the painting and immediately drew his pen.

"I just asked you a sentence, you're better, and you knelt down and startled me. I also ruined such a painting."

"Slave knows wrong, brother is kind, just ask brother to look at slave for you to bypass slave ..."

"According to you, if I don't spare you, you just don't feel good?" Duan Qingen's tone was not very good. "Come!"

The guard outside stepped in immediately, "brother."

"Throw this picture and return this girl to her mother, and then say that she has bad rules and let her mother teach her well."

As soon as the news that Duan Qingen had sent her past hair back to Miao's ears, Xi smiled immediately on her face, "Really sent it?"

Mother Wang combed her hair just after nap, and responded, "Yeah, that girl has been crying for a long time. She said that she saw her elder brother like to eat peach cake, so she went to the kitchen and asked someone to deliver it. She quarreled with herself and drove someone back. "

"Hurry up!"

Miao is worried that Duan Qingen hasn't caused trouble recently, so he brushed the "Duan Qingen is a jerk" barrage in Duan's father.

It's good now. Someone gave a pillow when they fell asleep.

"You go, so that if you see the master come back, you will be brought to me. He has not exaggerated his brother these days, but it is also time for him to see who the elder brother really is."

"That's right!" Ms. Wang said, holding on to the mother, "Go and let the girl kneel in my gallery until the master comes."

"Yes, slaves go here."

Mother Wang immediately understood what she meant, with a smile on her face: "Make sure that girl can't stand on her knees. The old man knows how violent his brother is."

Father Duan didn't know that someone was waiting for him to go back home. He was heading down, and before he got to the door, he saw a little cricket coming out of it, and threw a painting directly into the corner.

Looking away, the tiger bowed its thirst and looked at it.

He loved painting the most. When he saw such a good painting, he was treated like this. He was anxious, and quickly speeded up: "You! Stop!"

When he came forward, he picked up the painting, and while carefully blowing the wind above, he glared at the little sister who lost the painting: "Who asked you to throw this painting!"

Xiaoyu knelt down on the ground in shock: "It was the eldest brother who let the minion throw it, saying that it was ruined. Seeing that he was not happy, he might as well throw it directly."

"Where is it ruined, where is it ruined! Isn't it pretty good to see me? Also, when will Euner be painting, why don't I know."

As soon as Father Duan had finished speaking, he found the ink of the new moon, and his distressed expression immediately appeared on his face: "Oh, oh, oh, ah!"

"Such a good painting, oh !!!!"

The slave quickly said: "Big brother always paints, but most of the paintings are thrown away. Only then did the big brother paint in the room, and specifically ordered people not to go in and disturb him, but a girl broke in, and the big brother shook his hands. The painting was ruined, and the big brother still gave that hair back to his wife. "

Father Duan's face agreed with the pain, "It should be returned, such a good painting ..."

"What's going on with this girl, her hair is frizzy, and the wife is really so. Why does every girl put it in Engeer's room? He has such a rare heart to paint, really ..."

He was really reluctant to throw the painting in his hand and simply walked into the room holding the painting.

As soon as he entered the Miao's yard, he saw the girl who was kneeling and was crying while kneeling.

"Sangong is here."

Miao's heard the movement and smiled and greeted him. When he saw his eyes and looked at the girl, his face was a little embarrassed. "It was the girl I put in Engeer's house that made Engeer unhappy and rushed back. And asked me to teach the rules well, I punished her for kneeling. "

Xianggong has always disliked corporal punishment, not to mention that this is the girl her mother put in the past.

Miao smiled, looking forward to Duan's father.

Father Duan looked at the painting in his hand, and then looked at the crying girl with a hate on his face, such a good painting ...

He glanced at the girl who ruined the painting and snorted coldly:

"Kneeling well!"