Yao Yao raised her eyebrows, her clear almond eyes were very beautiful, like a cunning little fox. When she pursed her lips and smiled, the pear dimples on her cheeks were filled with a pool of spring water. She nodded heavily: "Okay. Okay, here’s another pot of autumn leaf white.”
Bao Cheng looked at the pair of small and exquisite pear dimples, and thought of only four words. Suddenly, he thought, even if Yao Yao is not a member of the public family, even if she is a concubine, she should still be a beloved concubine.
At the beginning of the lanterns, Pingkangfang was filled with light. The deep night was dyed dazzlingly, and even the few floating clouds that gathered around were shining with golden light.
There are many flower buildings in Pingkangfang, and two huge red lanterns hang in front of each building. The red light flows and sways in the wind.
The Jiaofang is the most special existence in Pingkangfang. If the men in the family commit crimes, they will die or be exiled. The female relatives who are lucky will be sent to Yeting as slaves and maids.
Most of these female relatives came from wealthy families, were well-educated, and were talented and beautiful. Before they fell into poverty, they were always looked up to by others. Once they fell into filth involuntarily, no matter who they were, they wanted to take a look.
Although the Jiaofang is essentially a flower building, its status in Pingkangfang is still very unusual. Only dignitaries and dignitaries can enter and exit the Jiaofang at will. However, ordinary businessmen, if no one recommends them, will not be able to enter the Jiaofang even if they spend a lot of money. The door of the square.
As the night gets darker, the red lanterns in front of the Jiaofang become more and more tender, and the high and low sounds of silk and bamboo can be heard melodiously. Carriages are constantly parked at the door of the Jiaofang. Many officials with high reputations in the court come in twos and threes. Go to the church.
Leng Linjiang jumped out of the carriage first, untied his cloak and threw it to the boy at the door. He turned to Bao Cheng and Sun Ying and said, "A Yao likes the music in the workshop the most. He comes to listen to it every now and then." Hey, the autumn leaves here are also very white. Let’s order a few more pots later.”
Bao Cheng and Sun Ying were like two old men who were new to the city and had never seen the world. They followed Leng Linjiang in step by step.
As soon as he entered the hall, the strong smell of fragrant powder made Sun Ying sneeze.
Leng Linjiang immediately cast a cold glance at the boy who came up to him: "Are you offering free incense today?"
The boy was stunned for a moment, laughed dryly, and said with a smile: "Master Leng, please come in and invite me to the room you usually keep. I will prepare a table of food and wine for you, so please come in first."
Leng Linjiang still admired the boy's good manners. He nodded and asked, "I've never seen you before. Are you new here?"
The boy shook his head: "I used to be from Feng Pavilion, but I have been transferred to Yage these days. Master Leng, your name is like thunder, and I have long been in love with you."
"Smooth-tongued." Leng Linjiang sneered: "What a famous name, it must be a dandy's famous name."
The boy shrank his neck, smiled and led the three people inside.
Bao Cheng and Sun Ying followed closely behind. Their eyes were exhausted and they were looking around, fearing they might miss something new.
The boy led the three of them up to the top floor, entered the room, and then left.
This room is huge, and there is a stage under the window, which is covered by a low curtain, where the flower girl can perform songs and dances.
Leng Linjiang looked around. Although he hadn't been here for more than a month, none of the furnishings in the room had changed, and there wasn't even a trace of dust left. It was obvious that someone had carefully cleaned it every day.
Sun Ying was not an elegant person and had always only seen corpses. At this moment, when he first saw such a romantic place, he was already dumbfounded. He sat on the bed in a restrained manner. After a while, he slowly relaxed and met Leng Linjiang. Eat melon seeds together.
Bao Cheng could tell something was different. He bent down and stared at a plum vase on the ground: "Master Shaoyin, this is sweet white glaze."
Leng Linjiang was chewing melon seeds, glanced at the bottle, and sneered: "Don't you know my name? I am most ignorant and ignorant. How do I know what it is? Someone sent it to my house. I see. Wearing something too plain is like wearing a mourning filial piety, which is unlucky, so I just threw it here and left it alone."
Bao Cheng was choked with discomfort. This ancestor said that it was unlucky to wear filial piety for a treasure that was hard to buy for a lot of money. How could this be justified?
He reached out to touch something else, and then he realized that the objects in this room, even an inconspicuous candlestick, were treasures worth thousands of gold out there, and every one thrown out could break someone's head.
But this guy didn't care. He stuffed these treasures into the flower building, and he wasn't afraid of being taken advantage of.
At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door, and a voice as gentle as water came over: "Mr. Lang, I'm here to bring you wine and food."
Leng Linjiang was shocked when he heard this, and smiled casually: "Afu, come in."
The person outside the door smiled slyly, pushed open the door and walked in, carrying a bottle of wine in his hand, followed by seven or eight maids who filed in and placed the wine and food on the table one by one.
Bao Cheng looked at these girls with straight eyes. Even the maids who served tea and water were all astonishingly beautiful. So what kind of angels must the flower ladies who serve people look like?
He clutched his heart and wailed silently.
The bourgeoisie is so fucking rotten.
"Master Leng hasn't been here for a long time. Do you think I have a new love?" The woman who spoke was the leader Afu. She was as beautiful as a voice, as light as a feather, as soft as a puddle of water, and she leaned slightly. She was carrying a wine flask, but she didn't slump into the man's arms like the flower girl next to her, still keeping a certain distance.
Leng Linjiang put his hands on Afu's thin and boneless waist, took a sip of wine with her hand, and sipped the wine with a smile: "If you have a new love, you can't forget us Afu."
While Leng Linjiang and Afu were drinking together, Bao Cheng and Sun Ying each had a flower lady serving them drinks.
The room on the third floor has a wide view. If you open the window, you can see the backyard scenery from high up.
The scenery in the temple is wonderful, with pavilions, pavilions, and lush flowers and trees all arranged in a very orderly manner.
The moonlight falls on the lake, and the light is sparkling. Occasionally, koi fish come out of the water, creating countless tiny waves.
Wang Cong opened the window, looked out at the endless scenery, and took a drink from the wine cup.
There was a man lazily sleeping on the bed next to him. He raised his almond-shaped eyes, glanced at Wang Cong's back with sparkling eyes, and said casually: "Does Mr. Wang not like this girl from the Jiaofang?"
Wang Cong turned around and took a steady look at the astonishingly beautiful man. Following Yuan Zhengrong's instructions, he met this man as soon as he entered the capital. Since then, he has met several more times. But he found that this person looked young, but he was unfathomable. He had never seen through this person's temperament.
He really doubted himself, could he, a reckless man in the army, be able to deal with such a deep-minded person?
He looked into the man's beautiful almond-shaped eyes and smiled: "Young Master is joking. Who doesn't like beauties? But if you invite me, you must have something to give. If you invite outsiders to be present, I'm afraid it will spoil the young master's important event."
This stunningly beautiful man is none other than Xie Liang, who has been hiding in the capital.
Hearing this, he narrowed his eyes: "No wonder Yuan Zhengrong sent Chief Wang to the capital to help me. Chief Wang is really thoughtful."
Wang Cong smiled uncertainly, but did not take these words to heart. He lifted up his clothes and sat down. He asked with a faint smile: "When I came here, my brother said that the business of the young master is the business of our brothers." , If anything happens, the young master just gives you orders."
Xie Liang leaned forward slightly: "How many people did Mr. Wang bring with him to Beijing this time?"
Wang Cong's eyes sharpened: "What do you mean, Master?"
Xie Liang waved his hand and smiled casually: "Mr. Wang, please don't misunderstand me. I have no intention of prying into your brothers' secrets. It's just that I want to bring someone out from someone else's house. I am a little short of manpower. I would like to ask Mr. Wang for help." One or two.”
Wang Cong raised his eyelids and cursed an old treacherous person in his heart. The expression on his face remained unchanged and he smiled darkly: "Young Master is joking. You broke away from the Four Saints Sect and took away nearly half of the sect's personnel and personnel." How come most of the money and treasures are left unavailable to anyone?" He leaned forward slightly and said with a smile, "Young Master is probably afraid that his secrets will be exposed by tampering."
It turned out that Xie Liangzhan had escaped from the Four Holy Sects as he wished, and had escaped from the control of the unlucky Holy Lord. He also used a trick to drain the fire from the bottom of the cauldron. I am afraid that the Holy Lord was so angry that he vomited blood.
Xie Liangzhan heard the meaning of Wang Cong's words, but he was not annoyed or angry. He still said casually: "Yes, and no, it just depends on what Mr. Wang thinks. How about it, Mr. Wang, can you help me?"
Wang Cong raised his eyebrows: "I wonder who the young master wants to bring out, and whose house he wants to bring out?"
Xie Liang still had that casual and unruly look, and his smile was so chilling that he said, "What Mr. Wang said is absolutely true. If I don't make it clear, Mr. Wang will not dare to lend me his manpower."
Wang Cong raised his eyebrows, and all he had to say was that you, an old boy, are self-aware.
Xie Liang smiled and said slowly: "That person is the flower girl in the church. She was rescued by someone who faked her death a few days ago. The person who rescued her was Tuoba Fuyun from Tuyuhun. If the flower girl is just an ordinary flower girl, That’s it, I won’t worry about her anymore, but she is unusual.”
When Wang Cong heard the name Tuoba Fuyun, he understood why Xie Liangzhan wanted to use his own hands to choke others.
Who is Tuoba Fuyun? He is the crown prince of Tuyuhun. His mansion must be well guarded. A needle cannot penetrate and water cannot penetrate. I mean, I am trying to snatch someone out. I just want to break in without alerting anyone. , are all as difficult as climbing to the sky.
He glanced at Xie Liang with a scrutinizing gaze. He felt that this person was not a person who valued beauty. After all, he was already astonishingly beautiful. What kind of beautiful girl must she be to make him miss her like this? , and did not hesitate to use manpower to snatch it back.
He concentrated for a moment: "She is just a flower girl. She is not worthy of the young master spending such a high price to get her out. What secrets does this flower girl have?"
