The Heavens of Film and Television: The Heroine of the Beginning Blind Date

The girl who made you feel bad

Now it has disappeared without a trace

Love always makes you yearn and annoyed

once left you covered in bruises"

In the wilderness of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the sun was setting. Fan Xian was holding an old and thin horse in his left hand, and casually holding a bottle of dirty wine in his right hand. He walked along the mottled ancient road, singing this song "" by Xu Wei" while drinking. Once you".

After being separated from Wuzhu, he became a real loner. Fortunately, there is wine, a good thing that makes people drunk, and can make him temporarily forget his loneliness and troubles.

Just as he drank in a daze, a group of officers and soldiers stared at him a few hundred meters away.

"Are you sure that this badge fell from that person."

Uesugi Tiger asked.

"Back to the general, there is absolutely no mistake. Although the lowly position has been abolished, his eyes are not blind; when that man came to buy wine, I noticed his accent as soon as I heard him."

The young man who spoke was a lame man, and his lameness was nothing, but the most impressive thing was his face branded with the word "defeat";

That's right, he was the soldier who was captured and released in that war.

"Alright, Wang Xiao, when this general catches him, I will definitely report your contribution to the imperial court."

"To tell you the truth, general, I don't pay much attention to credit or anything, but please return the humiliation that the Qing people have imposed on me, general; if I can do this, I will die in peace."

With his non-crippled left hand, Wang Xiao pointed to his right leg and the brand marks on his face, begging.

"Okay, I'll make the decision for you, driver."

It is said that compassion does not command soldiers, but seeing the former soldiers fall into such a field, there is a fire burning in Uesugi Tiger's heart.

"Wrap me up"

A distance of several hundred meters was only a short charge for the cavalry, so Fan Xian, who was half drunk and half awake, was surrounded.

"Presumptuous, who are you, dare to block my way."

Fan Xian, who was not drunk, would naturally not be so arrogant in this situation, but now he is drunk.

"Is this badge yours?"

Uesugi Tiger threw the Overwatch Council commissioner's badge in front of Fan Xian and asked.

"What... what waist card, I don't even know what you're talking about?"

Looking at the teaser's badge, Fan Xian also realized what had happened.

"I don't know what I'm talking about? Go back with General Ben, and I'll help you remember it well and take it down for me."

As Xiao En's adopted son, Uesugi Tiger is not a reckless man, he caught a trace of panic in Fan Xian's eyes; yes, this kid is right.

Catch up?

There is no such word in the dictionary of the traveler; armed with martial arts, sword and horse, Fan Xian chose to go out.

"If you still want to escape, do you really want to die?"

Today's Fan Xian is only at the eighth rank when he is exhausted, and he is still at full strength; he is not Wu Song, drinking can improve his state; when he is drunk, he is only a drunk cat, and he is still good against ordinary soldiers. But when he met Uesugi Tiger, who was in the ninth rank, he was knocked off his horse and passed out as soon as he met him.

…………

An hour later, in the prison cell of the barracks, Fan Xian, who had only a single shirt left, was tied to an interrogation frame.

哗

When a bucket of cold water is poured down, not only the person wakes up, but the wine also wakes up.

"cough cough"

Who am I and where am I?

This was Fan Xian's first reaction after waking up.

Papapa

The whip soaked in salt water came down three times in a row, and Fan Xian remembered everything that happened before he passed out.

"Hahaha, losers... I knew that you guys were defeated in Beiqi, but you don't have to be so proud, just write it on your face."

Fan Xian taunted recklessly that the one who tortured him was Wang Xiao, the defeated soldier of the Northern Qi Dynasty.

"Okay, good, I really hope your mouth can keep being so hard."

Wang Xiao's purpose was not to get any news from Fan Xian at all, he was to vent, to vent what happened to him in the Nanqing military camp.

"If you dare to kill me, if the young master frowns, I will take your surname."

Since ancient times, the only one who died with difficulty, left Lin Wan'er, Fan Xian thought that he was not afraid of even death, but would he be afraid of mere torture?

"Killing is a sin, if you Nanqing people don't kill me, I won't kill you either;

Look, this is a good thing I spent half a year preparing for you, you are lucky, I can let you choose? "

Wang Xiao smiled slightly, dragging his crippled left leg, and threw a pile of iron blocks in front of Fan Xian.

"You, what are you?"

"Bitch, coward, thief, eunuch, you choose yourself, don't be polite to me."

What Wang Xiao threw in front of Fan Xian were branding irons with various insulting words printed on them.

"You, don't act recklessly; let me tell you, I am the guest of Ku He, the Imperial Teacher of Northern Qi. If you dare to act recklessly, your Imperial Teacher will not let you go."

In the end, he was still discouraged, and Fan Xian moved out the giant Buddha of Kuhe.

"Isn't it the guest of the national teacher, then I will let you choose two yuan, which is interesting enough..."

Ku He was still too far away for Wang Xiao, and the main reason was that he didn't believe Fan Xian's words at all.

"You, what do you want?"

Seeing Wang Xiao throwing two pieces of soldering iron into the burning coals, the bastard and the coward, Fan Xian was completely shocked.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a trivial matter, I'll give you the medicine myself later, the best medicine for golden sores, I got it from your Nanqing military camp.

By the way, before that, we still have one more business to do. "

Wang Xiao took out a pair of sharp scissors and walked towards Fan Xian.

"You, ah... ah..."

In an instant, Fan Xian's painful wailing sounded in the dungeon of the military camp.

…………

"what"

At the same time, thousands of miles away, in the dormitory of Nanqing Kunning Palace, Fan Ruoruo woke up from her sleep.

"My lady, what's wrong with you, lady?"

Half a month ago, Fan Ruoruo moved into this palace belonging to the empress, and from that day on, everything went wrong for her.

"Brother, something happened to my elder brother?"

Interesting to say, Fan Ruoruo and Fan Xian were clearly not related by blood, but at this moment they had a telepathic connection.

"Mother, don't talk about that person anymore, don't you think he has hurt you enough? If it weren't for him, how could the Holy Majesty have neglected you so much?"

The maid Xiaoping poured a glass of water for Fan Ruoruo, and persuaded Fan Ruoruo after handing it to her.

"He, no matter how wrong he is, he is still my brother; as for the Holy One, I am like this, and he should not come to me."

It's not that Fan Ruoruo didn't complain about Fan Xian in private, but in front of her maid Xiaoping, she chose to be stubborn.

"Ma'am, there is something that I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you would worry. Do you know that Ye Cairen moved into Huaqing Palace a few days ago."

"What kind of Ye Cairen, isn't she Princess Cheng? This bitch, Li Chengze failed in the rebellion just a few days ago, and she hastily threw herself into the arms of the Holy Majesty. She is really shameless."

Li Chengqian pretended and stood up again. Fan Ruoruo was not to blame, but she just blamed Ye Linger who accepted passively.

"Niang Niang, now that Ye Linger is teaming up with that woman, you have to be careful in the days to come."

The woman said it was Lin Wan'er, and now Fan Ruoruo did not expect to get along with her peacefully.

Chapter 260

Smoke cage, cold water, moon cage and sand, mooring Qinhuai at night near restaurants; the Liujing River in Qing Dynasty is like the Qinhuai River in Tang Dynasty. Every night, it always attracts countless princes and princes to come here to have fun.

After Fan Jian pretended to be sick, Liu Ruyu was busy taking care of his daily life, and gradually neglected to discipline his son. Slowly, Fan Sizhe became a frequent visitor here.

Logically speaking, with Fan Sizhe's piquant personality, he wouldn't come to such a high-spending occasion to spend, but he couldn't resist being treated.

Just like today, at the invitation of Hua Qianke, the second son of Minister of the Ministry of Officials, he came to Man Tingfang to drink flower wine;

visit a prostitute?

I didn't even pay, so how could it be considered prostitution.

"Uncle Guo is here, Xiao Ke welcomes you from far away, forgive me for my sins."

Fan Sizhe came late, and as soon as he showed his face, Hua Qianke led a few friends in the circle to welcome him.

"Playboy is serious."

Fan Sizhe was very arrogant, he bowed his hands casually, without any apology for being late.

I'm here to respect you.

"Uncle Guo, please, I've arranged for Miss Rufang for you."

Yan Rufang, a new generation replacing the old, she is the most famous oiran lady on Liujing River after Si Lili.

"Yan Rufang, she knows how to do math, can she use a horse crane?"

Fan Sizhe is still the same Fan Sizhe, his characteristic is that he does not take the usual path.

"Yes, I must; I know you like to read the scriptures and play the horse crane, and Miss Rufang spent a month studying it."

Hua Qianke was a concubine, entertaining Fan Sizhe was the first task his father entrusted to him since he was an adult, and he put in a lot of effort to do it well.

"The concubine has met the uncle of the country"

Fan Sizhe had just entered the room when he saw a young girl with outstanding charm bowing to him.

"You are Miss Rufang?"

Everyone loves beauty, and Fan Sizhe stared straight at him. He loves money the most, but that doesn't mean he doesn't like beauties.

"It's the concubine."

The slender fingers are as soft as willows, and the fair-skinned jade shoulders are intoxicating; after seeing Yan Rufang's beautiful face, Fan Sizhe felt that it is okay to let go of the scriptures and horse hangings today, as humans, they still have to follow the crowd .

What happened next was just as he expected; the matter of men and women, for a nobleman like him, could only be regarded as an ordinary operation.

After venting his energy and anger on Yan Rufang's tender body, he chose to sleep, not even noticing the determination in the eyes of the person beside him.

In the middle of the night, a scream in Yan Rufang's boudoir awakened countless wild mandarin ducks in the Liujing River.

"What's the matter?"

Hua Qianke slept in the room next to Fan Sizhe, and he was the first to rush into the room.

"Ah, save me, save me..."

Fan Sizhe covered his genitals with his left hand, held a bloody hairpin in his right hand, and shouted for help with a face full of pain.

"What's the matter, who's going to get wind soon?"

The second person to rush into the room was Man Tingfang's madam, she was also frightened by the scene in front of her.

"Rufang, what's the matter with you, Rufang? Don't die. I spent a whole 5000 taels on you, and you only earned me a few bucks."

The corner of Yan Rufang's mouth was bloody, and the blood on her neck was spurting wildly, as if she had already died.

And this time, Fan Sizhe completely fainted from the pain.

"Doctor, go get the doctor quickly, do you know who he is? He's going to have an accident, we people don't even think about it."

Hua Qianke strangled the old bustard's neck and groaned angrily.

"Yes, yes, I'm going, I'm going."

Just looking at the half piece of rotten meat on the floor, the bustard knew something had happened.