The Black Sheep

The cabin was very quiet. The sunlight from the window spilled in, and you could see the almost transparent ear beads of Bai Shiqi porcelain white, like a fine jade, the pink color inside, which made people hard to remove.

Zhao Wujiu's hand wiping his hair couldn't help but pause, then resumed as usual.

In fact, he has never served anyone. The younger sisters in the palace are always surrounded by palace people. Moreover, they are not from the same mother. The only way to express kindness is to give some gifts on the birthday, and they are all hands. The people underneath picked them out according to the storeroom booklet, and he couldn't think of it in case.

It was the first time to sit down and wipe people's hair.

Bai Shiqi had done something wrong about it. He was not as obedient as he used to be. He sat quietly, letting his fingers pass through her soft hair, as if the owner of the hair should also have a soft temper. What Zhao Wujiu teaches Halfway through the discussion, she squatted. There was an illusion that she was not responsible for the bad thing of training the wrong person.

He stopped involuntarily, swallowing the rest of the reprimand.

After a while, the hair was almost wiped, and Zhao Wujiu also wanted to understand his weirdness.

The method of raising princes and princesses in the palace is very different. The princes have to study martial arts since childhood and must be diligent and motivated, but the princesses grow up spoiled, and they can't even have a bump on their bodies. If they go to his room today It was Erlang who threw the mouse, and he might order someone to pull it out to play the board; but the one who threw the mouse was a brave little lady, which is a bit difficult-neither can she be pulled out to play the board, nor can she praise her for her good work. , A few words on the verbal scolding, Bai Shiqi is totally improper.

He shouted, "Let Zhao Ziheng roll over!"

Of course, Zhao Ziheng would not admit that he had participated in a prank. He stood at the door and witnessed the tragic death of five mice, showing a surprised expression: "Why are there dead mice? The handyman on the ship is too careless! Cousin has something to do with me?" Standing and refusing to step in.

Bai Shiqi secretly criticized in his heart: erratic eyes, trembling breath, exaggerated acting skills, bad reviews!

——Big brother, you show your stuff, don’t you know?

Zhao Wujiu sneered: "Zi Heng, I really don't know for my brother, how long have you studied the art of war?" But the coldness in his eyes made his scalp numb, and he felt that there was nothing good in his intuition, so he couldn't help but turn his eyes to sit on his knees. On the foot of the bed, the strangely silent Bai Shiqi.

Bai Shixi said: I'm sorry brother! Of course, the old iron has to do things like backing the pot!

She pretended not to notice the look in Zhao Ziheng's asking for help, and offered Zhao Wugui: "Cousin, would you like to have tea?"

"No." Zhao Wujiu didn't have to look back to imagine Bai Shiqi's triumphant appearance after escaping punishment. The blue veins on his forehead couldn't help but jump twice, and he took a deep breath to calm down and wait for her to be caught and beaten up. Impulse.

Zhao Ziheng's request for help was unsuccessful, so he didn't know, so he had to try his best to save himself: "Ziheng doesn't understand, cousin, please tell me."

Zhao Wujiu easily pierced his illusion: "I really underestimated you, this trick is very skillful."

Shu Changfeng lowered his head in embarrassment, his face flushed.

——Isn't the master scolding him for being stupid in disguise?

Zhao Ziheng is not stupid and hopeless. He finally understands this sentence. He also wants to try to remove the black pot from himself and make a dying struggle: "Cousin, don't wrong me, I didn't do anything! "

"Don't tell the truth?"

Zhao Wujiu was also considered gentle along the way. At this moment, he finally revealed his decisive side. He had no patience to talk with Zhao Ziheng and directly ordered: "Drag out and hit ten sticks!"

In Zhao Ziheng's stern voice, "Cousin, please! Forgive me!" Shu Changfeng dragged the person out mercilessly. After a while, there was the sound of a heavy stick hitting the body, accompanied by Zhao Ziheng's cry for mercy. sound……

Bai Shiqi was stunned, thinking to himself that Zhao Wujiu was used to beating criminals in court, so he would start fighting if he didn't agree with him?

She expected Ai Ai: "Cousin, Zi Heng..." Zhao Wujiu's murderous eyes swept across, she felt a faint pain on her body, her tongue suddenly knotted, and she swallowed her pleading words.

Bai Shiqi's ability to observe beauty is first-rate, and he immediately understood the meaning in Zhao Wujiu's eyes: Are you going to replace Zhao Ziheng with the board?

Bai Shiqi retracted without speaking of loyalty.

Zhao Ziheng was dragged back after the ghost crying wolf howling, and Zhao Wujiu ordered to pick up the dead mice.

With two tears in his eyes, he wanted to defend himself: Shu Changfeng testified, cousin, you really wronged me!

But facing Zhao Wujiu’s unkind cold face, I was afraid that I would continue to fight for more than ten boards. He condemned Bai Shiqi with a grimace in his eyes. He trembled and cleaned up the dead mice. He could not help but vomit and tears while holding the ship’s side towards the canal. His nose was muddy, very embarrassed.

Bai Shiqi got up and said goodbye to Zhao Wujiu: "I won't bother if my cousin has something to do, you rest!" He hurriedly got up to leave, for fear of being left behind.

Zhao Wujiao stared at the escaping figure and was speechless. He speeded up and ran as soon as she got out of the room. He still had a little hope in his heart. Maybe after this incident, Bai Shiqi could be a little bit naughty.

After thinking about it, he still told Shu Changfeng: "Go and stare at Ziheng and Seventeen."

Bai Shiqi found Zhao Ziheng who was vomiting and stood behind him and patted his back thoughtfully: "Ziheng, if you want to start something, it's the first time anyone will have it."

Zhao Ziheng almost cried out with a "wow": "Bo Seventeen, you bastard!" She really got it right. He was beaten with a stick for the first time when he grew up; it was also the first time to clean up dead mice!

Bai Shiqi has a surprisingly good temper: "I'm a bastard, I'm a bastard!" He also contributed his experience of pain relief after being beaten: "Drink two jars of wine at this time, and wake up with less pain."

Zhao Ziheng couldn't listen to it at all, and even more aggrieved, he asked her: "Your bad idea, the trouble that caused me to be beaten, are you lacking in virtue?"

"Aren't we good brothers, we still have to share weal and woe." Bai Shiqi sighed sadly: "Adults are more annoying at this point. The closer you are, the harsher you are. Instead, other people's children have to be polite and skillful in killing chickens and monkeys. "

For Wen Tao to her father, she was the one who was beaten; to her, Zhao Ziheng was the one who was beaten.

This word spread to Zhao Wujiu's ears, almost making him vomit blood-is there a difference? Killing chickens and monkeys?

At that time, Bai Shiqi had already taken Zhao Ziheng back to the room for a drink, and the two jars of fruit wine were smashed into the mud, each holding a jar to drink. She actually laughed: "Do you want me to give you medicine?"

Zhao Ziheng was not honest after being beaten, and leaned on the couch half-side, suggesting: "Should we help each other with medicine?" He straightened up and pulled his belt.

Zhao Wujiu's face was almost green when he heard the news!

He took a few deep breaths, suppressed the idea of ​​having a good conversation with Bai Bangzhu, pushed the wheelchair into Bai Seventeen's room, and asked with a calm face, "What is this?"

"Apply medicine!" Zhao Ziheng broke the jar and was about to continue to untie his belt. Fortunately, Lady Song Si brought in Zhen'er with a small dish, and he stopped playing around.

After she got on the boat, she wanted to show her virtuous side. The meal was nestled in her room to eat, and she asked Zhen'er to inquire. Originally, she wanted to ask Bai Shiqi to talk in her room after the meal. He didn't even eat any food, and was soaked in the room.

Zhen'er suggested: "If the master is hungry, why don't you make a few side dishes for the master?"

This proposal quite moved her, and she immediately put it into practice. After coming in, she said softly: "Master has an injury and is drinking on an empty stomach. Why don't you care about your body?"

Bai Shiqi said: "It doesn't matter." Smelling the fragrance, his eyes followed the food box: "What is it? It smells good?" There is no need to invite Zhao Wujiu: "Cousin also come to taste, this fruit wine tastes smooth and smooth. Sweet, it won’t be served even after drinking."

Song Si Niangzi's delicate hands, in order to prevent scars on the skin, the few dishes that she learned at the beginning were mainly steamed, and she also mixed two kinds of seasonal vegetables, and the pie baked in the kitchen was brought up together, full of them. Small table.

Zhao Wujiu discovered that after meeting Bai Shiqi, he was often in a dilemma.

For example, the father and son of the Bai family are engaged in internal fighting; now that the seventeen beauties of Bai are on the side, when they talk to Zhao Ziheng about wine, it is always a headache for him.

Bai Shiqi didn't care about it, but the Song family watched her affectionately. Zhao Ziheng was still a foolish temper. Without knowing it, he wanted to untie his belt and let Bai Shiqi apply medicine for him... all messed up!

He sat down, Bai Shiqi took out another jar of fruit wine from the corner, patted the mud seal and passed it over.

Zhao Wujiu took the wine jar, and Zhang Mu looked closely and found that there were a lot of wine jars piled up in the corner. He didn't know whether it was originally on the ship or bought by the 17th generation of Bai. He remembered the last time she was drunk. After the feat, he resigned himself to his fate, and called Shu Changfeng to clear out the wine jars in the corner.

Bai Shiqi jumped up and wanted to stop: "Cousin, you are not kind, I invite you to drink, how can there be any reason for even the pot?"

Zhao Wujiu: "I'm coming to Suzhou anyway. I can't have a drink when I go home? I have to get drunk on the boat?" I don't know what stories will come out when I get drunk.

After taking two sips of wine, Zhao Ziheng became excited and stopped Shu Changfeng from letting go: "Where is this jar enough?"

Zhao Wujiu swept over, and he guilty again, muttering and sitting down and complaining: "I have beaten and scolded, and cousin can forgive me and let us have a drink!"