"Red Spot" was born from his ghost.
Zheng Xiu accepted the matter.
So, this world is actually...a giant ghost?
Zheng Xiu couldn't understand the specific principle.
Zheng Xiu himself, the initiator of all this, was actually very confused about this.
He knew that alien ghosts had various "shapes".
But he himself didn't expect that his shape would be so..."magnificent".
In short, big.
Very big.
Very big.
"Isn't it normal for men to be older?"
When Zheng Xiu accepted this bizarre setting, everything that happened around him made Zheng Xiu become unfazed.
after that.
Lady Anne seemed to be at loggerheads with "Fishcake".
It doesn't say it, but Zheng Xiu thinks it wants to prove one thing: fried fish cakes are delicious without Fengbei.
It taught Yue Linglong how to make fried fish cakes, but it still couldn't taste Fengbei's taste.
Yue Linglong herself didn't know why she listened to the instructions of a talking kitten and spent all day in the kitchen making fried fish cakes, but she vaguely knew that this was a very important thing. Both for the kitten and the husband.
The taste is never right.
Lady Anne asked Yue Linglong to add something else.
So Yue Linglong tried adding green onions, fennel, peppers, citrus, and tofu...
It tortured Lady Anne's taste buds to death.
The weather in June is like a woman's face, which changes at a moment's notice.
One second it was clear skies, and a moment later dark clouds covered the sky and heavy rain poured down.
The rain was ticking under the eaves, and Zheng Xiu was sitting idle under the eaves, watching the heavy rain falling on the yard and forming small pools of water.
An enchanting orange cat with an elegant gait, holding a piece of dark brown fried fish cake in its mouth, walked up to Zheng Xiu and sat down, with its back straight. Zheng Xiu didn't speak at first, until he breathed.
Zheng Xiu smelled a strange and strong smell from the orange cat's mouth.
"what are you eating?"
"Crack! Explode! Click! Click! Fish! Click! Cake! Meow!"
The "stinky tofu-flavored fried fish cakes" were so crispy that the orange cat opened its mouth and made a crisp sound.
The flavor is stronger.
It's stinky tofu, and Yue Linglong added stinky tofu in it.
Zheng Xiu covered his nose. He noticed that the "fish cake incident" was developing in a strange direction.
Lady Anne and Zheng Xiu competed in strange places.
"Uh...is it delicious?"
Zheng Xiu thought about it and wanted to remain silent, but he couldn't help it. He was curious about how Annie would feel after eating this new flavor.
"generally."
Annie stretched out her paw to wipe her mouth, stepped on Zheng Xiu's thigh and got into his arms, found a comfortable position and lay down lazily.
The orange cat curled up into a fluffy ball, with its head buried in its belly.
It muttered: "There must be something added, meow."
"You..." Zheng Xiu opened his mouth.
"Call Lady Anne."
"Okay Annie." Zheng Xiu said, "You seem to be looking more and more like a cat."
"Just more stability, that's all."
"So, you won't turn back into an ordinary cat?" Zheng Xiu looked puzzled.
"Haha." Annie, curled up in a ball, let out a strange laugh: "There has never been a cat. It's just a cat in your eyes."
"What's the meaning?"
"Meow, do you want to see something else?" In Zheng Xiu's arms, Annie suddenly raised her head and stared at Zheng Xiu with two green eyes, seemingly hiding a trace of expectation.
Zheng Xiu suddenly thought of "Jade Feet" and trembled subconsciously.
"No." Zheng Xiu resolutely refused without any hesitation: "Just be a cat, it's fine."
He gradually got used to Anne's way of speaking.
In her words, she said riddles for a reason. There were some things that she couldn't explain so clearly. If she explained clearly, Zheng Xiu might not understand, and if he understood, it might not be a good thing. It would be better not to explain clearly from the beginning.
Zheng Xiu knew that Annie was not bluffing him. When Zheng Xiu watched helplessly as the old man from the town beside Baili Village kicked his legs to death in front of him, he knew that things related to Chang An, even if it was just "understanding and Getting too close will have dire consequences.
Ordinary people cannot bear it. Strange people are different from ordinary people, but they can only bear a little more.
The rain kept falling.
At night.
Zheng Xiu felt like he had been sitting with a piece of stinky tofu for a whole day.
The smell fades a little.
When it was raining heavily, Huo Huo came to visit in the rain, wearing a raincoat.
Zheng Haoran received Huo Huo in the side courtyard. The two had a deep brotherly love and made tea indoors for a long talk.
When the rain stopped, the moon was bright and the stars were twinkling.
Huo Huo lowered his bamboo hat and walked out of Zheng's house, but was stopped by Zheng Xiu outside the door.
"Uncle Huo."
Zheng Xiugong bowed his hand.
Huo Huo frowned, then relaxed: "Good nephew."
"Take a step to talk?"
Huo Huo noticed that Zheng Xiu was holding an orange-skinned kitten in his arms.
Two emerald-like green eyes stared straight at Huo Huo, panicking.
The two came to the corner.
Zheng Xiu got straight to the point and asked about Huo Huo's visit.
It turned out that Huo Huo was really looking for Zheng Haoran to reminisce about the past this time, but Zheng Xiu was overthinking it.
But since everyone stopped him, Zheng Xiu asked about the follow-up of Shi Wentong's case.
"Haha," Huo Huo grinned and glanced at Zheng Xiu meaningfully: "Master Shi? Master Shi's case has been finalized for a long time. The big gangsters in the city opened coffins and conducted autopsies, and they all affirmed that Master Shi had improper behavior and died on the horse. wind."
Huo Huo blinked at Zheng Xiu.
No wonder Shi Wentong, who was the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, died in the room, but ended up so peacefully, as if he had never died.
"Speaking of which, Huo accidentally saw a servant in your yard." Huo Huo suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Those legs are very nimble."
Zheng Xiu's heart skipped a beat and he looked calm: "Yes, the new recruit is from Yanzhou. His family is in decline. Now he is helpless and has a clean foundation. I couldn't bear it for a moment, so I took him in."
Huo Huo: "That leg..."
Zheng Xiu nodded: "The legs... run pretty fast."
Huo Huo glared at Zheng Xiu, who blinked innocently.
After a while, Huo Huo and Zheng Xiu understood each other tacitly and smiled at each other.
"What's that man's name?"
"Celebrating the Thirteenth."
"Qing Shisan." Huo Huo repeated the name, thought about it for a few times, and then nodded: "Yes. I remember it, Qing Shisan."
The rain had stopped. Huo Huo took off his bamboo hat and flicked his wrist, making water droplets rustle. He put the bamboo hat behind his back and walked out slowly.
"By the way, tomorrow morning, the eldest princess who went out to pray will return to the palace."
Huo Huo left these words and left casually.
Zheng Xiu knew that since the death of Wei Yangzun, a new emperor had been established, with the eldest princess assisting the government. This controversial situation had divided the court into two distinct factions. As Zheng Xiu learned more about the "Red Point", he became less and less interested in the court dispute.
The layout is too small.
A mere imperial court.
He has no interest.
I looked back and laughed loudly. It seemed that my father and my mother were spreading dog food again. If Feng Bei was still here, this kind of life seemed to be the life he had been looking forward to.
Gaotang is alive and well, his wife is virtuous, his children and grandchildren are around his knees, and four generations live under the same roof.
When Zheng Xiu looked back, Huo Huo's figure had disappeared into the dark night. On the way back to the room, Zheng Xiu pondered the meaning of Huo Huo's unprovoked words. In fact, Zheng Xiu is still not sure whether Huo Huo is a royalist or a princess. What does he mean by these words?
He walked back into the house with some worries. On the roof, Qing Shisan waved to him with a smile. When he turned around, he disappeared into the dark night.
"It's back, it's all back."
This familiar yet unfamiliar scene made Zheng Xiu sigh.
It was already late at night when we returned to the room. The air was thin and cool after the rain, and the temperature difference between day and night was large. Yue Linglong was waiting in the house with a light burning in her thin obscene clothes.
"Husband."
Yue Linglong obediently stepped forward to undress Zheng Xiu. At this moment, the orange cat rubbed her eyes and rolled her eyes. Knowing what they were about to do, she jumped onto the window sill and stepped outside to leave.
"Huh, human, container."
Yue Linglong watched the orange cat leave with lingering fear. She still hasn't told Zheng Xiu that the cat can talk. In fact, she didn't know how to tell Zheng Xiu about the strangeness of the orange cat.
She thought she was the only one who could hear the cat speaking human words, but little did she know that her husband knew better than she did.
The two of them were lying on the bed, back to back, with half a person's width between them, like a gap.
Zheng Xiu curled his little finger from time to time in the quilt, feeling the vague "reason" and thinking about things.
In the darkness, a warm body pressed close to her.
Yue Linglong quietly peeled herself off, leaving only her bellyband sticking up.
Zheng Xiu was stunned for a moment, but he had not forgotten that Yue Linglong was now his wife.
"Husband, Yue Ya'er wants a child..."
Yue Linglong used a gentle but firm tone, trembling slightly, and whispered: "Our child."
…
The next morning.
Zheng Xiu got up early before the sun had reached three o'clock.
Zheng Xiu carefully opened the quilt and got out of bed.
He looked at the sleeping lady and couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Since he recovered the memories related to Feng Bei, he doesn't know how to face his current wife. He seemed to be a bad fate that shouldn't have happened.
Lady Anne was squatting in front of the door early in the morning. When she saw Zheng Xiu going out, she said unhappily: "Huh, stupid container, it's all your fault."
Zheng Xiu slowly typed a question mark.
"She doesn't have time to make me fish cakes."
Anne pointed angrily into the house.
"Then... let me try?"
Zheng Xiu touched the orange cat's head. The orange cat's eyes lit up. She swung her tail from side to side, snapping like a little tiger whip. The tail flicked behind the orange cat, leaving an afterimage. But her face turned to one side and she said reluctantly: "Stupid container, for the sake of your sincerity, I will give you a chance. Okay, meow."
Yue Linglong has been secretly making fried fish cakes for Orange Cat for some time, but Zheng Xiu turned a blind eye to this. After a hard night last night, Yue Linglong was exhausted, so Zheng Xiu could only go to the market in person.
The early market was already crowded with people before dawn. Zheng Xiu heard the noisy shouts coming from the market in the distance.
Zheng Xiu is also considered a celebrity in the imperial city. After a famous general, he is named a major general, a descendant of loyal soldiers. He dare not say that he goes sideways. It is not a big problem to go straight. Not long after, Zheng Xiu bought a few crucian carps that were still alive and kicking and had just hit the water at the cheapest price. The sound of fighting and chaos came from the avenue next door.
"Brother, what happened on the street next door?"
Zheng Xiu casually asked a middle-aged man running from there.
"Huh? Young General?" The big man recognized Zheng Xiu. After a few polite remarks, he replied: "Young General, you don't know? Today is the day when Her Royal Highness the Princess goes out to pray for blessings and returns to the palace. On the street next door, the officials are driving people away. Here! No one can stand in the way."
"Thanks!"
Zheng Xiu thought for a moment, picked up a few live fish, and ran over there.
"Stupid container, don't delay the business."
The orange cat put his hands on Zheng Xiu's head and squatted firmly. "Boo~boo~boo~" Lady Anne was seen hitting Zheng Xiu's head with a soft meat ball, expressing her dissatisfaction.
She seems to think that nothing is more important than fried fish cakes, and nothing can be called "business".
"Aren't you curious who the eldest princess is?"
Zheng Xiu asked back.
The orange cat thought for a while and replied seriously: "I'm not curious."
"you know?"
"Huh, stupid container." Lady Anne crossed her arms on her chest and explained disdainfully: "I am different from what you see. Our eyes look directly at the essence and will not be confused by superficial surfaces."
"What's the meaning?"
"In my eyes, there is only the difference between 'merely human' and 'merely container'."
"...You mean, you are actually face-blind?"
Zheng Xiu translated a little.
"..."
He seemed to have hit the mark.
"quiet!"
"quiet!"
"quiet!"
Walking through the alley, Zheng Xiu looked far away and saw rows of shining armors, and crossed spears separating the people on the street.
A strange smell penetrated Zheng Xiu's nose.
It seems to smell like spices.
The crowd was pushed to both sides by the weapons of the officers and soldiers, and the surging crowd crowded together.
Zheng Xiu found that he couldn't squeeze in, so he went back to the entrance of the alley, touched his palm in front of him, and a colorful color flowed down like a waterfall.
"Fantasy gauze."
Apart from anything else, Zheng Xiu is now a strange person who has opened the last door and reached the end through the [Painter] path. His current "painting skills" can not be described as "superb".
To a certain extent, his innate alien skills have reached the point where he can do whatever he wants and turn decay into magic.
Zheng Xiu's whole body was wrapped in a strange glow. Under the sunlight, his figure gradually disappeared in the alley, leaving only a twist of light and shadow that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
This is a trick similar to "camouflage clothing". Zheng Xiu can't even use a pen with such a small trick.
Using a blindfold to cover him and the orange cat, Zheng Xiu jumped to the roof.
The straight road from the city gate to the palace was cleared by the officers and soldiers.
A gorgeous gauze chariot, pulled by two horses with pure white hair, slowly drove in from the south main gate.
In the gauze tent, a graceful figure loomed. Zheng Xiu squinted at the beautiful figure. He could not see the eldest princess's face clearly through the gauze curtain. He vaguely saw that the eldest princess was wearing a gorgeous red dress and holding a swaddling baby in her arms.
A group of people, like monks, wrapped in pure white robes, clasped their hands and murmured words, followed the eldest princess's chariot in an orderly manner, like escorts.
The strange fragrance seemed to come from the white-robed monk.
"Huh?"
The orange cat squatting on Zheng Xiu's head covered her nose. She seemed like she couldn't stand the smell. Suddenly, the orange cat's eyes lit up, and it slapped Zheng Xiu's head with a meat ball, reminding him: "There are four containers there."
The orange cat would use the word "container" to call "foreign people", and Zheng Xiu had long been used to it. What surprised Zheng Xiu was that there were four strangers beside the eldest princess?
"It's weird." The orange cat covered his nose: "This smell is terrible."
"Wow wow——"
At this moment, the baby in the eldest princess's arms let out a shrill cry.
"Be good, don't cry."
On the quiet street, the eldest princess gently rocked her swaddling clothes and hummed a song.
When Zheng Xiu heard the eldest princess's voice, his expression had already changed.
"There are always one or two winds in the world, which disturb my hundreds of dreams."
"There are always two or three glasses of fine wine to relieve my sorrow of death."
…
In the gauze tent, the baby gradually stopped crying.
"Second mother..."
Zheng Xiu murmured to himself, his expression surprisingly calm.
He recognized the identity of the eldest princess.
(End of chapter)
