Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

Rong Yu slowly drank some water, washed a pair of white and delicate hands, playfully splashed the water droplets on Mrs. Zhang's face, and then picked up a purse on the ground.

It fell from Mrs. Zhang, so there must be many good things in it.

Untie the rope and take a look, as expected, there are a few yellow and orange golden beans inside, pick up one and blow the floating dust on it, and when it shines in the sun, it is really dazzling.

Mrs. Zhang was born in the market, and she was just a poor and lowly family before relying on the flesh and blood of her original body. How could there be such a thing? No matter how you think about it, it was Xu Changzong who plotted his deposit. Rong Yu sneered. It's up to him to accept it, and he weighed it lightly at the moment,

"It's hard for your mother-in-law to bring a gift when you come to the door, so I will accept it with a smile!"

Mrs. Zhang was in a hurry: "You—"

"uh-huh?"

Rong Yu looked at her with eyes half downcast, what Grandma Zhang was most afraid of was the appearance of smiling or not, how could she dare to say a word, she gritted her silver teeth, hating her heart, but she didn't dare to reveal it on her face. With the slightest bit of emotion, I just want to call the family members over and tear this bitch up as soon as I get out of trouble!

Rong Yu didn't know what she was thinking: "Want to find someone to take revenge? Hehe, in the next life!"

He purposely picked up the wooden mallet at the side to take advantage of it. Mrs. Zhang was not even half as calm as she was, and she knocked on the wall of the vat as if smashing garlic.

"Young master, spare your life! Spare me! How dare you, my wife! Everything is the thief's own fault! You should be beaten! You should be beaten! I beg you, sir, to spare your life!"

"stand up!"

Mrs. Zhang stood up tremblingly. Rong Yu pushed her under the banyan tree in the courtyard. There was a bundle of ropes for carrying water beside her. Rong Yu quickly untied her and tied her tightly to the trunk. After testing the tightness, he clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"I'm afraid I'll get my hands dirty when I kill someone, so I'll leave you here to fend for myself."

Mrs. Zhang wept with joy, and thanked her repeatedly as if shaking a sieve.

Rong Yu sneered and walked out the door, after a while, she seemed to think of something, and then turned back, Mrs. Zhang thought that the devil would not forgive him, her face was blue with fright, and her liver and gallbladder were torn.

But Rong Yu just tore off her clothes and gagged her.

——He didn't run far, he didn't want to be intercepted by this woman howling halfway.

Once the operation was completed, Mrs. Zhang rolled her eyelids unexpectedly, and passed out. Immediately, a faint smell of urine entered Rong Yu's nose—the other party was so frightened that she lost control of herself.

If it was really an idiot, Rong Yu sneered, clapped his hands in disgust, and then Shi Shiran walked towards the door.

Pushing open the door of Hutou, a gust of autumn wind sweeps through the fallen leaves, making the world lonely.

Rong Yu took a deep breath. On an autumn afternoon, the sun shone warmly on his body. He felt the heat on his body, but his heart felt empty.

In fact, it’s nothing. Anyway, my life for the past 30 years has been lonely—no father, no mother, no relatives, no friends, no worries, and only one person left and right.

Because of my mental cleanliness, not to mention sexpartners, I have never even been in a relationship, and I only focus on my career, but no matter how big the business is, the company will still continue to operate without him-the fact is that after a while, the world No one will remember him.

Already used to loneliness, which time in his life was not a lonely struggle?Didn't let him go to the end.

He is the weed under the broken tiles, the selaginella growing from the cracked rock, and the lichen growing secretly in the narrow ditch. Whenever there is a chance, he will seize the opportunity and survive tenaciously.

What's the problem.

Rong Yu smiled self-deprecatingly, the remaining melancholy in her heart was quickly wiped away, her face showed a bit of calm, under the autumn wind, her white clothes danced like a fairy.

It's time for him to find his big backer.

******

To the west of Suzaku Street, the most prosperous place in the capital, is a fortified century-old Marquis Mansion.

The mansion occupies a very large area, but it is not decorated with red and green tiles like other dignitaries in the mansion, but only a simple and simple color of black blue.

The gate of the Hou Mansion is set up according to the highest level of "five rooms and three doors" of the Lord of Bei'an Dynasty. The lintel is a plaque bestowed by Emperor An, the ancestor of the dynasty. Tall stone lions stand guard on both sides of the gate. The gate is solemn and majestic, which makes people awe-inspiring.

Perhaps the three-month mourning period for Lord Marquis Song had not yet passed, so the house lanterns were still white, and all the soldiers in the gate took off their crowns and tassels, and wore plain onyx, looking solemn.

Rong Yu looked at this majestic century-old mansion from a distance, his lips were slightly pursed, and his right thumb and index finger were slowly rubbing together, which was his habit when he was thinking.

If you want to say that the biggest backer in this book, it can only be this hundred-year-old mansion.

After the death of Song Laohou, the three sons of the Song family stepped into the center of the political arena one after another, and gradually shined in the court. The Pingyang Houfu turned from decline, and its power grew day by day, even reaching an unprecedented level.

However, if a family is too prosperous, it is easy to cause the jealousy of the superiors, which is not a good thing, but the Pingyang Hou Mansion is an exception. In the hundreds of years of Bei'an Dynasty history, the Pingyang Hou Mansion has always stood firm in all kinds of turmoil, until finally with The Bei'an Dynasty was annihilated together in the process of dynasty change, which can be described as an irreproducible miracle.

At this juncture when Rong Yu was transmigrating the book, Song Yanming, the eldest son of the Song family who was sent out to the frontier warlord, returned to Beijing to inherit the Marquis of Pingyang, and was officially worshiped by Zhong Shuling; Song Wenyan, the youngest son of the Song family, is only a ten-year-old child.

In this world, only Rong Yu knows the fate of the three Song brothers.

Among the three of them, one will enter the cabinet with Rong Changfeng in the future, assist the young master, and become the chief assistant of a generation, and finally start the "Yiyuan Prosperity" of the Bei'an Dynasty; the other will regain the former Nantai Sixteen Prefectures The Hussar General who lost his land and expanded his territory; there is another great figure who will promote the reform of Bei'an Dynasty in the future, and he is a great figure whose achievements will benefit future generations-these three people will cooperate with Rong Changfeng to push the national fortune of Bei'an Dynasty to the top An unrivaled height.

There is a saying in the history books of the Bei'an Dynasty that "the Song family was full of families in one dynasty", which refers to the three sons of Lord Song Laohou.

This is the real world.

Probably the author of the original book pinned his dream of a utopian country on Rong Changfeng, so he arranged such a perfect assist for him by the three brothers of the Song family.

However, Rongyu doesn't have such lofty ambitions, what kind of country and society, go to hell, he only lives for himself, since fate has made him transmigrated into this book, he should also be allowed to enjoy the glory of these three perfect assists .

Rong Yu thought clearly about his situation, the Rong family had already abandoned him, how could they take him in, going back is just asking for their own death, the capital is full of wolves, he can get backing from the outside, only these three cheap sons up.

He was unlucky enough to become this tragic master, and he had to give full play to his subjective initiative to change his destiny, even if he didn't have the conditions to create the conditions—at any rate, he was also the little mother of the three Song brothers in name only.

After making up his mind, he calmly walked towards the gate of Hou Mansion.

The government soldiers guarding the gate naturally stopped him.

Rong Yu went straight to the point: "I am the widow of the old Marquis, please go in and let me know."

Rong Yu was so beautiful that the two government soldiers dared not look at him, and his words were too shocking, they looked at each other, and one of the government soldiers who had heard a little bit about the streets and alleys thought of something, and looked at him. Flashing said:

"My lord, wait a moment, let me go in and give a pass."

Rong Yu said politely, "Thank you, big brother."

The mansion soldier who was speaking blushed, stopped responding, and trotted in towards the gate.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with a big belly and wearing a navy blue burqa and a cloth crown came out in a hurry. He recognized Rong Yu, and his face was dull for a moment, but he was still calm:

"Old Hou Ye's bones are not cold, how can you allow Xiaoxiao's generation to slander randomly, aren't you afraid of being sent to the official!"

Looking at his description of appearance, Rong Yu compared it with the book, and knew that this person should be Director Qi of the Hou Ye Mansion.

"I'm not talking nonsense. The old Hou Ye and I are already husband and wife. To tell you the truth, I already have your little master in my stomach. The old Hou Ye has gone. Could it be that the one in my stomach is Isn’t your surname Song anymore?!”

Every sentence of Rong Yu's words was more horrifying, not to mention the guards nearby, even General Manager Qi was shocked, and the eyes of several people couldn't help but focus on Rong Yu's flat belly. Not shy, but lovingly stroking the lower abdomen, as if there is really a little life inside.

——As an intersex person, who knows if she has the ability to conceive, but it is enough to bluff people, reading this, the loving expression on Rong Yu's face is even more artificial.