Chapter 18 Do you use this to test cadres?
"Huh..."
Fu Qingzhou let out a long breath, and felt a cold feeling on his back. It was the feeling of cold sweat blown by the draft.
He was placed in a separate stilted building in Wandu Mountain Village. It was elegant, quiet, straight to the point, with excellent scenery. It was also some distance away from the center of the village where the Miao people lived, so no one would disturb him.
“Hey, do you have something?”
It was only then that the smoker's voice floated out: "Look at those three guys!"
Fu Qingzhou shook his head: "Actually, they may not believe it. The elders have ulterior motives in their hearts and dare not Take this gamble, Elder Yu has probably guessed that I am acting... As for Elder Ma, who is the least talkative, I didn't notice it."
"Huh?"
Smoker. The voice was full of curiosity: "How did you see that?"
Fu Qingzhou laughed dryly: "Aren't you very capable? Can't you tell?"
"It's hard to hide that broken heart. These three elders are quite capable. I'm afraid..." Yan Gui murmured.
Fu Qingzhou smiled, sat down on the chair, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it all.
He is not afraid of being poisoned here. Even if the elder was so crazy that he wanted to kill himself, he would not choose this moment.
To this day, his calf is still a little twitchy.
Even though he acted so coolly, he was actually still nervous inside...especially when his hidden cards were exposed. He was not a magic master after all. If his secrets were exposed, the show would be ruined.
Fortunately, with good luck, everything went well.
After taking a breath, he came to the window and looked at the village of Wandu Mountain shrouded in the white mist of Lingxu.
Shrouded in smoke and floating in the air, it really feels like an out-of-this-world fairy home.
The disciples of Wandu Mountain who were practicing martial arts in the square in the distance were still making moves with shouts and shouts. Fu Qingzhou watched for a while, but he didn't see anything special about the sword technique.
"What do you think of their sword skills?" he asked casually.
The smoker responded lazily: "I can't see it from such a distance."
"Trash..."
Fu Qingzhou complained and had no energy to look again. Although he had already reached He was in the third level of Wuqiao, but he still felt uncomfortable after sleeping in the haystack in the prison for several days. At this time, after walking around the room a few times, he saw a pot of hot water towels placed beside the bed at some point. I just took off my clothes, wiped myself, jumped on the bed and slept hard.
This period of time was too tiring and exciting. The improvement and repair brought to the body by breaking through the three realms of martial arts could not make up for the long-term mental and physical fatigue, so he slept very well this night. Very heavy.
Drowsily, he vaguely felt as if someone had entered the room, approaching him with very light footsteps.
Fu Qingzhou has been hunting wild beasts in the mountains all year round, and has hunted magic sticks many times since he was a child. He has been walking on the edge of life and death since he was a child, and he is extremely sensitive to murderous intent. However, he did not feel any malice at this time, so he struggled a little.
Do you want to wake up... How comfortable it is to continue sleeping...
Just when he hesitated, a cold hand touched the collarbone under his neck.
At the same time, the smoker's scream sounded in his ears: "Fuck! Wake up! There is a woman who wants to molest you!"
It's impossible not to wake up now. , Fu Qingzhou opened his eyes suddenly, reached out and grabbed the wrist that was wandering around his body.
In front of him, a woman wearing light gauze was leaning over the bed, looking at him somewhat helplessly.
She looks about fifteen or sixteen years old at most, with an innocent and childish look on her face. She is pretty and cute, but she is obviously a young girl who does not know the world, but she is dressed in a thin red gauze dress and has excessively bright makeup on her face. Deliberately dressing up to be a bit...amorous?
“Who are you?”
Fu Qingzhou said in a deep voice. The girl was startled. She wanted to pull her hand away but she didn't have enough strength, so she could only murmur: "Sir, my lord, I am here to wipe my body for you..."
"Huh?" Fu Qingzhou was confused.
He looked towards the bed.
He had clearly wiped himself carelessly before going to bed, and also poured out the bowl of water beside the bed, but at this time there was another bowl of steaming water basin, which the girl was holding in her other hand. A ball of towel, and the hand he just stretched out seemed to be removing some of the remaining fine debris from the wound on his shoulder that he had not wiped.
"I don't need it." Fu Qingzhou pushed her gently: "You can go out."
At this time, the sky outside the window was dark, the birds were singing quietly in the mountains, and the red candles were flickering in the house. , reflected on the girl's blushing face, especially charming.
"S-Sir, it can't be done." The girl lowered her head, with tears in her eyes, and murmured: "If you don't want me... I will have nowhere to go..."
Fu Qingzhou frowned: " What do you mean? "
The girl looked at him secretly, and then spoke hesitantly after a while.
Actually...it's just a very clichéd story.
Her name is Tang Jiao. Her father was once a minor official in Beijing, but he fell on the wrong side of the political spectrum. He was framed and beheaded. The male family members were exiled from the army and the female ones were sent to the Jiaofang Division. Her father The classmates couldn't bear to see Tang Jiao, who was only ten years old at the time, fall into prostitution, so they tried their best to send her away from the Central Plains and away from the jurisdiction of the Dayan court.
Later, the escort was robbed and killed by bandits. She escaped by hiding in the dark and ran around in a daze. She met good people and bad people on the way, but overall she was lucky and had no dangers along the way. .
After many twists and turns, Tang Jiao, who was only in her teens, unexpectedly came to Wandu Mountain, where she was taken in by the Miao people and worked as a sharecropper at the foot of the mountain.
But a little girl who has no family and no relatives and is dependent on others, think about it and know what she will go through... She has always been squeezed out by the Miao people, and in the past year or two, many Miao farmers have wanted to "marry" "She was angry, and she tried to use force many times. If she hadn't learned one or two moves in Beijing, she would have been assaulted long ago.
This time it was Wandu Mountain who found her and told her that a "big shot" from Beijing was here, but he was also a young master of a similar age. The mountain wanted to find a Han man who knew the etiquette in Beijing (Fu Qingzhou didn't understand this The history of the world, and I don’t understand why there are Han people in this world) came to serve him and asked her if she was willing.
Tang Jiao agreed without thinking for too long this time.
She has experienced a lot and matured earlier. She knows that when she grows up, she will never escape the fate of "getting married". So instead of being invaded by those rough Miao peasant men, she might as well become the concubine of a young master in the capital. At least she may have the chance to marry someone. If I have the opportunity, I can go back to Beijing and offer a stick of incense to my father...
Fu Qingzhou looked at the girl sitting by the bed, wiping tears and her makeup stained from tears, speechlessly, with a headache.
It’s okay if you don’t know about this kind of thing, but this time the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains came out, they got some Han girl to serve and please him...
It’s not that he didn’t doubt Tang. Jiao Nai was sent by the group of people to monitor him, but with his ability to observe words and emotions, he basically judged that this was true from the girl's micro-expressions and micro-movements when she spoke.
But it is naturally impossible for Fu Qingzhou to just trust her and then accept a woman of unknown origin to stare at him. Now he is dancing on the tip of a knife. Isn't this going to add chaos?
But after thinking for a moment, he suddenly had an idea.
"Well...let me think about this again."
He said solemnly: "But now I want to walk around, you and me."
< br>Tang Jiao hummed softly.
“That’s right.”
Fu Qingzhou frowned and looked her over: "I don't like the way you are dressed. Just change into your usual clothes."
"Yes."
Tang Jiao stood up softly. She turned around and came to the table. On the table was the package she had brought.
I saw her opening the package, taking out one of the simpler clothes, and then began to take off her gauze clothes. The shoulder clothes slipped off, revealing her snow-white and delicate skin...
"Eh?!" Fu Qingzhou was shocked: "What are you doing?"
(End of this chapter)