The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 138
As night falls, there are no stars and moons.

The carriages of the sheriff Liu Gan and Mr. Bo Lang stopped outside a manor successively.

Fu Ji, Liu Gan's bodyguard, went to knock on the door.An eleven or twelve-year-old servant boy opened the door with a lantern.

"My county guard is here to visit!" Fu Ji cupped his hands at the servant boy.

The servant boy looked at the two carriages outside the gate of the courtyard, and said, "Wait a moment!", and the people had disappeared inside the gate.

Mr. Bo Lang sat in the car, looking at the fence of the manor from the small car window.

"Who lives here? Even if the county comes, he has to notify him?" Luo Jiaojiao looked at the courtyard wall that looked extra in the night through Bo Langjun's shoulder and neck.

Mr. Bo Lang didn't say anything.He knew that those who could live in the manor must be those idlers who were either rich or noble.

After about a stick of incense, the door of the manor opened.The little boy walked to the side of Liu Gan's carriage with a lantern in his hand and said, "Your Majesty, please!"

Liu Gan slowly got up and got off the carriage.Enduring the sharp pain from the wound on his back, he stood up straight.

Seeing that the owner of the manor didn't come out to greet him personally, Mr. Bo Lang felt rather displeased: "What a big shelf!"

Seeing Mr. Bo Lang got off the carriage, Liu Gan followed the servant boy into the garden with him.

Luo Jiaojiao followed suit.Jiang Yu followed Yuan Li to the back garden with the carriage to set up the carriage.

Luo Jiaojiao didn't care to watch the night view of the manor, she just wanted to rest quickly, her eyelids were clenched and she couldn't open them.

"You can't go in!" Luo Jiaojiao was stopped by the servant boy.

Luo Jiaojiao realized that he took his head and walked forward, and did not see that they had reached the door of a house.

The room was dim, and it seemed that only one candle was burning.Luo Jiaojiao couldn't see clearly the furnishings and conditions in the house.

"Don't peep at random!" Seeing Luo Jiaojiao looking into the house, the servant boy reminded softly.

Bo Langjun who was walking in the porch coughed, Luo Jiaojiao restrained her curiosity and stood in front of the door.

"Qiu Zijun! Wake up!" Liu Qian called out softly when he saw his friend Qiu Zijun lying drunk in front of the desk with his hair in a bun.

A strong smell of alcohol made Bo Langjun stop.He didn't understand how someone like Liu Qian could befriend a drunkard.

Qiu Zijun slightly opened his drunken eyes and said, "Here you are! Sit down!"

Liu Gan sat beside Qiu Zijun.Only then did Qiu Zijun raise his head and look at his friend Liu Gan.

"I'm hurt! Stretch out your arm!" Qiu Zijun stroked the hair hanging from his forehead, and then put his fingers on Liu Gan's outstretched arm.

"It's okay! Take off your clothes! Let me see!" Qiu Zijun said in a tone like treating a child.

Liu Gan started to take off his clothes, but he didn't take off his clothes for a long time because of the pain.

"Are you dead?" Qiu Zijun turned his head and stared at Bo Langjun.

Bo Langjun suddenly became angry, but he didn't lose his temper. He walked to Liu Qian's side and quickly took off his clothes.Because he was not feeling well in his heart, he lost the severity of his strikes, so Liu Qian couldn't help crying out in pain.

"If it weren't for your lame foot, I would definitely beat you up!" Qiu Zijun pointed at Bo Langjun and said angrily.

"Oh! I won't lose to you even with one foot!" Bo Langjun sneered, stood up with his sleeves and stared at Qiu Zijun.

"Don't hurt your peace!" Liu Gan tried to persuade him with restraint.

How did Lang Jun hurt his foot?How can I not know?Luo Jiaojiao outside the door opened her eyes in doubt.

"There are no rules!" the servant boy guarding the door muttered.

"Bring that medicine box here!" Qiu Zijun pointed to the medicine box on the shelf at the door and ordered Bo Langjun.

"Miss Luo! The medicine box!" Bo Langjun called out the door.

"I'm coming!" Seeing that Luo Jiaojiao was about to enter the house, the servant boy hurriedly stopped her.

The servant boy came to Qiu Zijun's side with the medicine box and waited on him.Qiu Zijun got up and walked behind Liu Gan, uncovered the sackcloth on his wound and nodded, "The wound is treated well!"

"Bo Langjun and his maidservant helped to hug!" Liu Gan said because he didn't want his friend Qiu Zijun and Bo Langjun to confront each other.

The servant boy took the powder from the medicine box and handed it to his master.Qiu Zijun carefully cleaned Liu Qian's wound, applied medicine, and then began to hug him.

Liu Gan's right arm was hung in front of his chest.Qiu Zijun dressed and tied him, his movements were very gentle and skillful.

Could it be that they have a habit of breaking sleeves?Mr. Bo Lang curled his lips, thinking to himself.

"Tong'er! Help me up!" Qiu Zijun closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously.

"It's rare to be able to treat others after being so drunk!" Bo Langjun blurted out, looking at Qiu Zijun who was staggering out of the room while holding the servant boy's shoulder.

"Thanks for the praise! You have a share of the food and drinks waiting for you!" Qiu Zijun flung his robe sleeves and walked out of the room.

"Sit!" Liu Qian looked at Bo Langjun who was standing beside him.

Mr. Bo Lang walked to Liu Qian's side and sat down.He looked at Liu Gan's pale face, and thought to himself, "It's hard for him to persist for so long!"

Liu Gan closed his eyes tiredly to rest.Mr. Bo Lang looked at the furnishings in the room.

Only then did he realize that except for the low table in front of him, the rest of the room was made of agarwood, so the room was filled with a faint fragrance besides the smell of wine.

This person has an extraordinary bearing, and he is definitely not someone who is waiting for you!But the name seems very familiar!Could it be that he is not the son of a court official?

"Come! Try my new cooking skills!" Qiu Zijun walked in with two dishes and a jug of wine.

Qiu Zijun's hair was tied behind his head with a ribbon, and Bo Langjun could see his face clearly with the help of a dim candle.

This man actually looks like a woman, and the pair of phoenix eyes on his oval face reveals a bit of evil spirit.

"It's not a gentleman's job to stare at people!" Qiu Zijun cast a glance at Bo Langjun and mocked.

"What if I'm not a gentleman?" Bo Langjun hooked his lips, and his eyes fell on the two dishes that Qiu Zijun put on the table.

One plate is the common cold okra; the other plate does not know what dish?Mr. Bo Lang didn't know it!

"What is this?" Bo Langjun stared at the green vegetables cut into strips on the plate and asked.

"Is there something else you don't know?" Qiu Zijun teased.

"This is Luoqing! It's a special product that Zijun cultivated in his own garden." Liu Qian handed the chopsticks to Bo Langjun with his left hand.

Mr. Bo Lang was not polite, he put one on his lips and took a bite.

"How is it?" Qiu Zijun knelt and sat opposite Liu Gan, but his eyes were on the expression on Bo Langjun's face.

"Sweet and sour, crisp and delicious!" Bo Langjun put the radish stick into his mouth.

"Come on! Have a drink!" Qiu Zijun poured a glass of wine for Bo Langjun with satisfaction.

"You're hurt, so don't drink it!" Qiu Zijun asked the servant boy to serve Liu Qian a bowl of porridge.

Bo Langjun picked up the wine glass and smelled the strong smell of spirits, so he only took a sip.

"Why? Don't you like strong alcohol?" Qiu Zijun drank a glass alone, seeing that Mr. Bo Lang only took a sip of wine, he felt extremely unhappy.

"I'm too drunk, I hope you can forgive me!" Mr. Bo Lang raised his eyes to see the cold light in Qiu Zijun's rather dissatisfied phoenix eyes.

"This wine cellar has been stored for more than [-] years! I don't want to unseal it for the first time, and there is no one to drink it with, what a disappointment!" Qiu Zijun drank another glass.

"I'll have a drink with Zijun!" Liu Qian reached for the flagon, but was almost hit by Qiu Zijun's chopsticks.

When Mr. Bo Lang saw Qiu Zijun's speed of attack, he knew that his skill was extraordinary.

"He is so ignorant, why do you tolerate him everywhere?" Qiu Zijun asked Liu Gan.

"Let's hit it off!" Liu Qian couldn't tell why!But he knew that if there were no Bo Lang and three servants today, he must have been murdered by the Huns!
(End of this chapter)