Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 758 The final chapter of the return of the gods 47
But the man said softly: "I haven't tasted it yet, little guy, do you mind giving me some?"

The little beggar gave him an overnight bun, and he thought viciously that the other party would definitely dislike him after taking two bites, slow down his chewing movements, and even frowned.

If he has a bad temper, he may anger him and embarrass him; if he is lucky, he meets a well-mannered person, and there is a high probability that the person will frown politely, stop eating calmly, and then look at him apologetically.

At that time, he will be able to drive people out openly.

But until a steamed bun was about to enter his stomach, the man's expression did not change, he didn't frown, he didn't feel disgusted, and the frequency of chewing didn't decrease, as if he was enjoying some kind of delicacy.

The little beggar was not reconciled to snatching the cold and hard corn bun, so he took a bite.

"Pooh."

Still the same unpalatable.

"Don't you find it unpalatable?"

He looked at him vigilantly, like a small animal erecting barbs.

The man's smile is still gentle, as if he can see through his inner thoughts:

"I'm a free eater, so I have no right to despise food."

The little beggar lowered his head and pursed his lips, with complex emotions flowing through his heart.

He did not pretend to lie to him that the corn bread is not bad to eat.

unpalatable.

But he doesn't dislike it.

.........

The man stayed for three days, and his injuries were not serious.

"Little guy, you saved me, I want to thank you, do you have anything you want?"

The little beggar has no big ambitions, he just wants to wear warm clothes and eat well, not to be beaten anymore, and to be a small business peddler when he grows up, so that he can support himself.

"No."

He pursed his lips and lowered his head.

The man looked at the child who was only at the height of his thighs, and sighed inaudibly. The big hands that were like works of art covered his head and rubbed it gently, with an outrageously gentle tone.

"What a stubborn little guy."

The man left the next day and brought him ten thousand taels of silver.

With silver taels, the little beggar no longer suffers from hunger and cold, but whenever it rains, when the raindrops fall from the eaves, he will occasionally think of the big warm hands above his head.

On the day he left, the rainy season had just arrived.

……

Meet again, he is the number one scholar in high school, and he is a young guard who has just entered the palace.

Because of a letter of love, his talent was fully displayed, Emperor Qianlong was overjoyed, and rewarded him with [-] boxes of gold, silver and jewelry, and [-] rare paintings and calligraphy.

For a while, he was in the limelight.

The little beggar looked at him secretly on his way down, but the man looked indifferent and didn't look back, as if he didn't know him.

Right.

Today is no different than in the past, he is now a big celebrity in front of the emperor, and the prime minister intends to win him over, so why would he care about an unknown little guard?
But two days later, he slapped him in the face again.

On the boating lake, the two met by chance. He smiled warmly, just like when he rubbed his head five years ago.

"The little guy has grown up."

His tone was emotional, and the tenderness in his eyes seemed to drown people.

Unlike the aloof Zhuangyuan Lang, he always had a smile in his eyes in front of him.

It was only later that he found out that he deliberately distanced himself from him in the palace because there were too many people in the court who were jealous of him.

As soon as he entered the official career, he was favored by the emperor. He was upright and soon became a thorn in the side of many people.

As soon as the picture changed, he was promoted to Ouchi President, but he was imprisoned in a prison uniform.

"Left Prime Minister Ji Chi colluded with foreign ministers, manipulated the government, passed on His Majesty's will, and will be executed in three days!"

As soon as the imperial decree came out, the little beggar broke into the prison at night for the first time in his life.

"You come with me."

He sat cross-legged, even in a prison uniform, he was handsome and gentle as jade: "Where are you going?"

Little beggar: "The sky is big and the earth is big, as long as I can save my life, I can go anywhere."

The smile in his eyes deepened, without the slightest embarrassment of a prisoner, he said calmly:

"The Prime Minister has been fighting with me for twelve years, and he won't let me go easily. You can take me with you, and you won't be far away. Little guy, you still have family and friends. Be good, and don't let them worry."

He was behind bars, but worried about his situation.

The little beggar finally left.

On the day of the questioning, he didn't let him go.

"It's ugly, so don't read it." He said with a smile.

On the day of execution, he still went to the execution ground, and the people on the inner and outer floors stood outside and did not squeeze in.

If he doesn't want him to watch it, then he won't watch it.

"Be nice."

He closed his eyes, full of tenderness when he said those words.

……

The little beggar spent 15 years to rehabilitate Ji Chi.

001 watched him hang by a thread time after time, was seriously injured and vomited blood again and again, was imprisoned again and again, watched him pretend to surrender to the right minister, and searched for evidence that the right minister had killed the people.

At the beginning of the third year of Chunhe, with an imperial edict, the number one scholar who had once amazed the capital was finally cleared of his grievances, and his contribution to the common people was recorded in the history books.

When thousands of people praised him, the little beggar, who was almost dying, came to his tombstone.

Only he knows where Ji Chi is buried.

The monument he erected for him.

"I almost didn't stick to this path."

too difficult.

too difficult.

Faint king, treacherous party.

It is really too difficult to be an upright official for the country and the people in a situation where the whole court is full of wicked people.

A drop of clear water falling into the turbid ocean is destined to be swallowed.

Like Ji Chi, there is nothing left.

The little beggar didn't see the greenness and innocence of the past, his eyes were deep and bottomless, and his outline was tough.

"I won't come to see you for a long time to come."

In the past, every time he couldn't hold on, he would come to sit in front of the tombstone, and he would sit for a whole night.

Spring and four years, winter.

Because of too many old diseases, the little beggar died.

Next to Ji Chi's grave, there was a tombstone.

……

"Hey, are you okay! Wake up?"

When 001 regained consciousness all night, there were blinding lights and lush green forests above his head.

"Why doesn't he talk? Isn't he stupid?"

The male elf in silver armor patted 001's face, and looked at his companion suspiciously.

"Would you like to let the doctor take a look?"

The companion nodded, planning to support 001: "Okay, I'll send him to the wounded camp."

001 was hugged vigorously, he frowned, and said in a hoarse voice:
"No, I can go by myself."

He fell into the Wangchuan River and survived.

"So you're not stupid?" The male elf looked surprised, "When did you come from the elves, and why did you come from the stream in the south?"

To the south is the River of Forgetfulness, there can be no living people.

001 raised his hand and rubbed between his eyebrows, fully displaying the acting skills he learned from Quan Jiu:
"My mind is a little confused, I may have hit a rock, and I can't remember it for the time being."

The male elf didn't force himself, instead he had such an expression on his face:

"I just said that there is something wrong with you being stupid. It turns out that you hit your head."

001: "..."

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"Get up, I'll take you to the doctor."

This doctor was the same doctor who spoke good words in front of Her Majesty the Queen on behalf of Quan Jiu a few days ago, and he prescribed medicine.

"It's not a big problem, it's just a matter of self-cultivation."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help muttering softly.

"Why are there so many immortal cultivators coming to the elves recently..."

001's eyes lit up.

(End of this chapter)