The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 17 I Want to Eat Her
Furong Town has returned to its original state.

A young man in a Taoist robe and a flowery hairpin sat cross-legged on the stone tablet at the entrance of the town, with his hands in his pockets, looking as if he was smiling.

Gu Zhenliang knelt on the ground and raised his head excitedly: "I saw it, I saw it all! That day I went to the county governor's mansion to deliver tofu, and I saw everything you did! I was blind and didn't know that you were a god! I want to be the emperor, can you help me?!"

He took two steps on his knees, clasped his hands together, and became even more respectful and pious: "I am the blood of the royal family of the previous dynasty, I should have been the emperor! It's all because of the stinky Taoist priests in the Paradise Palace, who deceived my ancestors to build a temple for him, imposed heavy taxes and increased corvée labor, which led to the people rebelling and losing the throne! Great Immortal, as long as you help me become the emperor, I am willing to build a temple for you, and I am willing to pay any price!"

"By the way, this is all my savings..."

Gu Zhenliang took out an old handkerchief and opened it layer by layer, revealing a few scattered silver coins: "I originally planned to buy a silver bracelet for my wife. Other women have it but she doesn't. She has been craving it for years. But now, I would rather give this money to the immortal! It's not that I'm selfish, but the ancestral foundation cannot be handed over to others. I'm really thinking about my ancestors! Immortal, please let me be the emperor. The throne should have belonged to my family!"

The young man glanced at the small change and said nothing.

Gu Zhenliang thought for a moment, then pointed at his own face and said, "Look at my face. I have a strong and handsome face. I was born to be an emperor! If you think it's too little, I promise that when I become emperor, I will give you all the treasures in the national treasury!"

The young man stroked his Taoist robe out of boredom.

Gu Zhenliang gritted his teeth and said quickly: "I know that a true immortal like you may not look down on gold and silver treasures. I... I am willing to give up ten years of my life in exchange for the throne of emperor!"

The boy finally raised his fox eyes.

He slowly stretched out three slender jade-like fingers.

Gu Zhenliang was stunned: "You mean, you want to take thirty years of my life?"

The young man nodded.

"Thirty years... is too much..." Gu Zhenliang tried to bargain, "Can you let my wife bear half of the cost? After all, if I become the emperor, she will also enjoy the glory and wealth. How can I pay this price alone?"

The boy shook his finger.

No.

Gu Zhenliang didn't know what he was thinking of, and he made up his mind and said, "Thirty years is thirty years!"

The young man raised his hand again and pointed to the mountains stretching in the distance.

Gu Zhenliang was puzzled: "What does this mean, Great Immortal?"

The boy didn't explain and continued pointing at the mountains.

Gu Zhenliang looked at it for a while, and came up with a horrified guess: "You want... a dragon vein?!"

Hearing these two words, a greedy and sharp light flashed across the boy's dark fox eyes.

It's like a hungry dog beast has found its favorite food.

...

"What's the matter with him?"

Yaoyao squatted in front of the dressing table, looked at her dark face in the bronze mirror, scooped up a large amount of rouge and smeared it on her face: "Don't worry, Princess. Even if we all die, he won't die."

The peddler was indeed lucky to be able to escape from the fire in the county magistrate's mansion.

Xiao Baojing held his chin to his hand.

But next, how should she persuade the peddler to take her to Beijing?

A picture popped up in the girl's mind:
In the middle of the night, the peddler sat under the candlestick weaving bracelets.

She transformed into a peerless beauty, and walked in with her slender waist twisted. "My dear, I have three books here. One contains a thousand bushels of chestnuts, one contains a golden house, and one contains a beautiful face. I wonder which one you lost?"

According to the honest character of the peddler, he would definitely answer: "Sister, I have never lost any books. These three books are not mine."

Then she threw herself into his arms, giggling coquettishly: "My dear, you are so honest. Because of your honesty, I decided to give you all three books. My dear, if you can go to the capital and pass the imperial examination, I will marry you!"

The peddler hugged her shyly and said, "Sister, you are as beautiful as a flower. How can I not be attracted to you? Don't worry, for you, I will definitely go to Beijing to take the imperial examination and pass the exam!"

"Lang Jun!"

"elder sister!"

"..."

Xiao Baojing was thinking so beautifully that he couldn't help laughing out loud.

She was smiling so hard that her teeth were showing, when suddenly an enlarged face came closer in front of her.

Her face was as black as charcoal, with a thick layer of snow-white rouge applied, two smears of blush on it, and the lips were also painted red.

"ah!"

She was startled.

Yaoyao pointed at her face happily and said, "Princess, do you think I look good?" The burnt part on her body had not healed yet. Xiao Baojing could not bear to disappoint her, so he praised her, "Black is visible in the white, and red is visible in the black. Yaoyao, you are really... very beautiful."

Yaoyao covered her handkerchief with her hands and rolled over with laughter. After rolling a few times, she happily went to work with a broom in her arms.

Xiao Baojing was not idle either.

It was impossible for her to really become a peerless beauty and seduce the peddler to take her to Beijing for the imperial examination.

She planned to check on the peddler's study progress first.

I pulled out a few books from the bookshelf. The pages were brand new, and there was no trace of them having been flipped through, let alone annotations or notes.

This won’t do. She has to make the peddler seize the time and study hard.

I heard that the human subconscious mind can learn autonomously, just like when the fetus is in the mother's womb, many people will conduct prenatal education.

Xiao Baojing decided to read the Four Books and Five Classics several times in the peddler's ear after he fell asleep to stimulate his desire to read.

The mountains are thin and the trees are clear, the moonlight is shining brightly.

The peddler gathered his bedding together and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Xiao Baojing knelt by the window holding the Book of Songs, coughed lightly, and shook his head: "The orioles are singing on the island in the river. The beautiful lady is the ideal match for the gentleman. The water chestnuts are swaying on both sides. The beautiful lady, I long for her day and night..."

Shang Bingjiu turned his back to the carved window and slowly opened his fox eyes.

While reading in the middle of the night, his puppet went crazy?
Is she planning to take the imperial examination?

After Xiao Baojing finished reading a poem, he looked towards the bed solemnly: "This poem is very important and will be tested."

Shang Bingjiu: She really wants to take the imperial examination.

Xiao Baojing then recited the second poem: "The kudzu vines grow thickly in the valley, their leaves thick and dense. Yellow birds fly and gather in the bushes, their chirping sounds..."

Shang Bingjiu: Monks chanting sutras.

Noisy.

The red thread on her fingertips was looming, as if she was going to be thrown out in the next moment.

"The ears are gathered in a roll, but the basket is not full. Alas, I miss my lover, why do I have to walk around... Oh, I don't know this word."

Xiao Baojing stared at the character "寘" in "寘彼周行" for a while, then picked up her skirt and quickly walked to the bookshelf and began to look through the dictionary.

Shang Bingjiu turned over and looked at her.

That word is pronounced "zhen".

You don't even know how to read, but you're trying to learn how to read.

The girl was not wearing shoes or socks, and her snow-white ankles were faintly visible under the layers of palace skirts. They were so slender that they would break if bent. He couldn't help but grind his fangs and wanted to take a bite.

"found it……"

Xiao Baojing held the dictionary and obediently went back to the window and knelt down.

The scattered skirt covered the girl's ankles.

She leaned over the low desk and carefully wrote an annotation with a brush: "寘, pronounced as 置, means to place."

Shang Bingjiu: Don’t pronounce “zhen”.

He turned his head away and touched his thin lips with his fangs in embarrassment.

The shadows of the hibiscus flowers outside the window danced in the breeze, and then they shrank and lowered their heads as if they suddenly saw something terrifying.

A black dog shadow appeared on the wall.

The dog shadow lowered its head and sniffed the scent of Xiao Baojing.

Xiao Baojing cluelessly marked all the words he didn't know with pinyin, shaking his head: "Climbing that towering mountain, my horse is bruised and battered. I'll just drink from that golden jar, just so I can't miss it forever..."

The dog shadow twitched its pointed ears.

She embarrassed him.

I really want to eat her.

Just like I ate her before.

　Thank you Green Rain 15, Jiu Shi Ya, and your Knight for your tips, and thank you for your recommendations and monthly tickets! I also want to thank my old friends for remembering Cai Cai, and my new friends for liking Cai Cai! !
　　
　
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