He tilted his head, and the strong wind brushed the tip of his nose, and a hand with clear bones slapped the big Hu man in the face.
With a "pop" sound, the big Hu man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his broken teeth flopped on the ground several times.
He looked horrified and didn't see clearly how Han Changmu avoided it or how he slapped him.
He thought he had seen a ghost, so he covered Lao Gao's swollen face, stepped back a few steps, and stepped on Hu Ji's foot.
Hu Ji screamed sharply, and gave him another slap with her backhand. This time, both sides of her face were swollen, and her eyes were squeezed into slits that looked down on the person.
Han Changmu walked forward expressionlessly: "In Chang'an City, no one can stop me from going anywhere." He looked at Hu Ji, who was eager to stop him, and shouted coldly: "Get out of here. Come on, don’t get your hands dirty.”
Hu Ji was afraid that she would be slapped in the face like a big man, so she got out of the way without hesitation.
Don't be ridiculous, who can offend such a ferocious and merciless husband? She still relies on this face to make a living.
As soon as Han Changmu took a step, another figure flashed inside the arch, and four tall and thin men appeared.
The muscles are looming under the strong suit. He is a member of the Lian family and is obviously difficult to deal with.
He rubbed the center of his brows. It was really disappointing. It was a rare visit to Pingkangfang. Instead of seeing romance, he was beaten to death.
The tall and thin man at the head did not make a move, but bowed his hand in a respectful manner: "My lord, today the Guzhu Pavilion has been taken over by the owner of the family, please stop here."
Han Changmu took a breath and said, "Your master is shopping at your master's shop, so-and-so goes to so-and-so, and so-and-so doesn't give you money."
The clear and bone-chilling sound of pipa came from deep within the arch, and the sleeves of aqua blue clothes were vaguely hovering.
The tall and thin man had a good temper and said respectfully: "Noble sir, the villain also obeys orders. Please don't embarrass the villain."
He lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing a silver medal with a cold light on his waist, with the word "Wei Lv" on it clearly visible.
Han Changmu's eyebrows jumped. He was from the East Palace. Could it be that the prince had booked the Lone Bamboo Pavilion? It was a coincidence. He shouted deliberately and harshly: "It turns out to be His Highness the Crown Prince. I dare not disturb His Highness the Crown Prince. This is Just resign."
The voice was shouting so loudly that it attracted people coming and going in the alley to stop and watch.
The prince's visit to Pingkangfang was a lively event rarely seen in the world.
The tall and thin man shouted with such a voice that he wanted to start a fight. He glared at Han Changmu and gritted his teeth with hatred.
The prince's visit to Pingkangfang is not a glorious thing. He is secretive to begin with. Who would have thought that he would meet such a fool with no eyesight, and everyone would know about it. This is great. Tomorrow, let's wait for the censor's impeachment report to fly into the hands of the saint like snowflakes.
Before the tall and thin man could start fighting, an angry voice came from the depths of the arch: "Who is so arrogant? Bring me in. I want to see it. If you are so amazingly beautiful, I will reluctantly spare you."
The tall and thin man stumbled and almost knelt down. "Prince, please, don't be so blatant in your lust."
The dome in the Lone Bamboo Pavilion is gorgeous, inlaid with countless irregular colorful glazes. The candlelight shines and the brilliance flows. After looking at it for a long time, it is inevitable that you will feel dizzy.
On the surrounding walls, gold powder is used to outline the veiled orchid, and the snowy skin is looming under the gauze.
The ground is covered with a thick and fine-textured rug, with lotus patterns criss-crossing the rug. When walking on it, you feel like lotuses are growing every step of the way, and there is no sound when you fall to the ground.
Han Changmu looked around as he walked. It was really a place of extreme luxury. Even the lamps burning in the candlesticks were filled with perfume.
The fragrant medicine is rare. It has been transported through many passes in the Shaqiu Snow Mountain and transported all the way from the Western Regions to Chang'an. It is unknown how many camel blood and human lives have been soaked in it. One or two fragrant medicines and one tael of gold have always been available, and only a wealthy family can get it.
As soon as Han Changmu glanced at him, he saw the prince Xie Mengxia leaning on the broad beard bed, and he hurriedly saluted: "I have met your highness, the prince."
Xie Mengxia knocked on his knees and glanced at Han Changmu casually: "Hey, who did you think it was? It turned out to be Major Envoy Han. When Major Envoy Han took office in Jiannan Road, he had a reputation of being upright and clean. Why? After entering Chang'an City, his nature changed."
He straightened up, looked up and down, his eyes lit up. With such a good appearance, it would be boring if he was too serious and old-fashioned. He patted the bed and said: "Come, sit here, I like Wuling young people like Master Han. "
The tall and lanky man just now was desperate again. He followed such an unreliable master and was still worried about his future. He thought too much.
Han Changmu didn't hesitate, sat down as he was told, and said calmly: "Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward. I don't know what Your Highness is looking at."
Xie Mengxia became interested and reached out to tap the painted high platform: "The newly composed Qiuci dance music in Guzhu Pavilion was composed by the descendants of the four previous dynasties."
There is a small drum placed in the middle of the high platform. The drum head is only the size of a hand, but the height of the drum is half a person. The blood-like drum body depicts the Chinese Valentine's Day Magpie Bridge, with the silhouettes of a man and a woman on both sides of the drum body.
On both sides of the snare drum, the musicians have already prepared konghou, pipa, sheng, flute, flute, grate, cymbal and various drums of different sizes.
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows: "It is indeed rare to see the fourth Cao in person. No wonder His Highness wants to book this place."
Xie Mengxia touched Han Changmu's hand. Although the thick calluses on the fingertips and palms were a bit unsightly, it was better than the clear bones. He smiled: "This is indeed strange. I know that Young Ambassador Han also likes elegant music." , I have already invited Major Ambassador Han to appreciate it together."
Han Changmu was kind and sincere: "It's better to meet by chance than to invite me. Today is just the right time."
These words were pleasing to the ear, informed and interesting, and Xie Mengxia was very happy.
As the pipa played gradually, an orchid in red flew out and stepped on the snare drum with her bare feet.
The drum head was too narrow, allowing her to step on it with only one foot. Although it was only one foot, she stood quite steadily.
The red gauze is slightly see-through and tightly wrapped around her body, outlining her beautiful figure.
The sleeves are wide and float around gently like water.
Hu Ji has a slender waist, and the pearl tassels tied around her waist sway with the music, and her snowy muscles are looming.
She jumped up on the snare drum, soared into the air, and spun around. One foot floated on the drum surface, and her posture was like a willow swinging in the wind, graceful and delicate.
The snare drum did not sway on the ground, and Hu Ji's toes always landed steadily on the drum surface.
The "dong dong" sound of the drums harmonizes with the music played by the musicians. The originally sad and gentle sound is a little more profound and desolate.
"Okay, great. I'll reward you with rewards." Xie Mengxia stared at Hu Ji's waist intently. She didn't know whether it was the dance music or the beauty, or whether it was the musician or the dancer.
As soon as he finished speaking, countless crimson petals fell from the sky, soft and fragrant, and kept spinning in the air.
Hu Ji tapped her toes on the drum and threw her body high.
The surrounding exotic wall lamps are simple in shape and sway with yellow-orange light.
At this moment, Han Changmu looked gloomy, narrowed his eyes, wrinkled the tip of his nose, and seemed to smell something unusual.
Hu Ji turned around in the air and flew towards the prince, with a Yao Huang Peony in her hand.
Everyone in this dynasty loves peonies, and peonies in full bloom in autumn are really rare.
Seeing this trembling and tender peony, Xie Mengxia's heart dropped, and she waved to those who stopped her.
Hu Ji smiled charmingly and handed Yao Huangmudan to the prince.
Xie Mengxia was lost in that smile for a moment, and stretched out his hand to pick it up.
Hu Ji flicked her wrist, the peony petals fell one after another, a cold light flashed from the stamens, and a sharp dagger went straight to the prince's heart.
The incident happened suddenly. The guard's expression changed with quick reaction and he rushed forward. The panic-stricken Le Ren dropped the guy who was eating, screamed and fled in all directions, holding his head.
Musical instruments, flutes and drums fell to the ground, flower petals were trampled into mud, screens fell over, vases were smashed, and the place became a mess.
Mei Ji suddenly changed her face and acted out a real beauty stabbing the prince.
Xie Mengxia finally came back to his senses after being stabbed by the cold light. Seeing the dagger touching his heart, he could no longer dodge, and the guards on the left and right could not save him. He was so horrified that he screamed "Ah" and collapsed on the bed. , will not move.
In the light of the carbide fire, a hand with clear bones grasped the dagger.
The blade was sharp, and blood dripped from the edge and fell on a clump of green bamboo embroidered on the hem of the prince's clothes.
Hu Ji just used a trick to take advantage of others, but was actually weak. She picked up the dagger. Seeing that she couldn't advance any further, she loosened her grip, turned around and ran away.
Han Changmu reacted very quickly, giving Hu Ji no chance to escape. He flipped his hand and pressed the sharp blade against her white neck.
Then he pinched his cheek with his hand and the lower jaw was dislocated. He reached out to remove the fangs from Hu Ji's mouth and pushed the lower jaw back into place with his wrist.
All this was done very neatly. The prince was still trembling and the guard's words "there are assassins" were stuck in his throat. Han Changmu had already cut off Hu Ji's hands behind her back, stuffed her mouth with rags and tied them tightly. , threw it on the ground.
He saluted the still trembling prince and said, "Your Highness, can I take this person back to the Department of Internal Security for strict questioning?"
Xie Mengxia stopped trembling and looked at Han Changmu's face. He didn't seem so shocked anymore, and his hands were no longer so clear and easy to touch.
The handsome man is too cruel and really not his cup of tea.
Xie Mengxia opened his mouth and nodded with difficulty: "Han, Young Ambassador Han, please, please do it yourself, I, I have no objection, but." He rolled his eyes and spoke sharply: "But, Young Ambassador Han, Qian You must not harm her body or life. After the trial is over, send it to me, she will still be of use."
The tall and thin man was about to squirt. Prince, my ancestor, his life almost fell into her hands. Why didn't he get scared? At this time, shouldn't he ask Master Han about his bloody hands? Show concern for the injury and show the Crown Prince's caring attitude toward his subordinates.
Xie Mengxia, who was belatedly aware of the situation, finally noticed Han Changmu's hand. Seeing the bloody hand, he couldn't see it. He said regretfully: "Major Ambassador Han's injury, this hand, is a pity."
Han Changmu's face was calm and meaningless: "It's a small injury, thank you for your concern, Your Highness."
Who cares about the injury? He clearly cares about the hands. Such beautiful hands are such a pity.
