"This pavilion is unusual!" Tong Bo changed his cup and changed his mind. "Except for the main entrance, all the windows are made of iron, and guests cannot open or close them without permission. The most bizarre thing is that, There doesn't seem to be any stairs between the first and second floors."
"It's so boring to have wine but no color!" The man in fur robes waved to a maidservant: "Go and recruit two girls to accompany Jun Chen to drink together."
"Although sex is not as good as wine in my heart, since it is the eldest brother who is so kind to Junchen, it is disrespectful." Tong Bo allowed the summoned maid in a traditional skirt to sit on his right side, but there was a murmur in his heart: "Xuanzhong Congwu From the music performers to the waiters and waiters, all are women, so is the shopkeeper also a woman?"
"Mr. Zhao, I have an invitation from my host." A woman with a devilish figure in a purple slit dress came to Zhao, Tong and Lu in front of Zhao, Tong and Lu. With her right hand, she gently moved her long, naturally rolled up Hair, full of charm.
"We haven't seen you for a long time. Shopkeeper Mu is becoming more and more dazzling!" The man in fur clothes stared at the woman's slender legs and swallowed hard.
"Young Master Zhao is really good at joking." The woman in the long skirt pursed her lips and chuckled, posing and saying, "The slave family is not as good as you say."
"Lu has a merciless request, and I hope Shopkeeper Mu can fulfill it." Lu Shaoyun was too lazy to listen to the two people's banter, and directly cut off the topic.
"Master Lu is a distinguished guest in the palace. As long as he does not violate the rules, the slave family will do its best." The woman in the long skirt looked at Lu Shaoyun's handsome face and made a voice that made her bones tingle.
"How much money does the leading dancer on the stage need?" Lu Shaoyun asked, pointing to the girl on the stage.
"Young Master Lu has really sharp eyesight. He fell in love with Ning'er at a glance." The woman in the long skirt smiled and changed the topic: "But I'm afraid that I will disappoint Young Master Lu, so I won't sell it."
"Why is this?" Lu Shaoyun glanced at the man in fur clothes intentionally or unintentionally, and asked bravely: "Does the new rule in Xuanzhong not count?"
"That's not true! It's just that Ning'er and the girls on the stage borrowed them from Miss Qingli, so Xuanzhong naturally can't make the decision!" The woman in the long skirt smiled charmingly, with a hint of jealousy in her eyes: "If the young master can convince Miss Qingli, it will be fine for the slave family."
"Ning'er?" Tong Bo had been concentrating on observing the situation in the theater and how to deal with Zhao and Lu. He didn't pay attention to the stage. The moment he made eye contact with the lead dancer, he gave a helpless smile in his heart: "Where is this little girl? If I want to find Taifu Liang, I obviously want to bear everything on my own."
"Shaoyun, since you belong to Miss Qingli, don't embarrass shopkeeper Mu." The man in fur clothes immediately changed the topic and said, "Let's go and meet the boss with my brother."
"Where are you going, Brother Zhao? I wonder if Junchen can go with us to broaden our horizons?" Tong Bo said immediately when he saw the opportunity.
"Sorry! My boss didn't say I wanted to invite you." The woman in the long skirt glanced at Tong Bo with disgust, then looked away, as if she never wanted to see him again.
"Then why can Lu Shaoyun go?" Tong Bo frowned and pretended to be angry: "Mu Hanlei, please tell me clearly."
"I'm afraid that your appearance will scare my boss!" The woman in the long skirt was not afraid of Tong Bo at all, and actually said irritating words like a slap in the face.
"Dare you say that this young master is ugly?" Tong Bo imitated Wang Junchen's dandyism perfectly. He slapped the table and pointed at the woman in the long skirt: "Brother Zhao, how much money do you think this woman has? No matter how much money, this young master is worth it." You have to buy them back and train them carefully."
"Wang Junchen, how dare you make trouble in Ziyanxuan?" The woman in the long skirt was so angry at Tong Bo's words that her face turned blue and white.
"Ahem! Junchen, give me some face and say a few words." The man in fur clothes smiled at the right time and said: "Shopkeeper Mu! Let's go, don't keep your boss waiting."
"Yes! Shopkeeper Mu, let's go meet the boss first." Lu Shaoyun was also afraid that Tong Bo and the woman in the long skirt would get into trouble, so he quickly echoed.
"Hmph!" The woman in the long skirt was obviously too lazy to show off her quick words with Tong Bo. Instead, she swayed her seductive water snake waist and stood next to Lu Shaoyun in a catwalk.
"Get up!" The man in fur clothes waved away the two maids in undershirts beside him, and he and Lu Shaoyun twisted their arms at the same time; the two wooden couches rose into the air, and after about five breaths, they leaned against the railing on the second floor.
"It turns out that this wooden couch is the passage between the first and second floors." Tong Bo touched the bottom of his couch and found that there was indeed something wrong.
"Squeak!" Just as Tong Bo was thinking, a wooden couch in the lobby actually moved towards the empty seat of another wooden couch.
"The design of this Ziyan Pavilion is really ingenious." Tong Bo couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It turns out that this wooden couch is not only a link between one and two guests, but can also be moved between guests."
"Okay!" As the folding fan thrown into the air by the girl in pink skirt returned to her hand, the shadow fan dance came to an end, and the audience burst into applause.
"It's better not to get to know this little girl for the time being. It's safer to act separately." Tong Bo looked at Liu Ningshi on the stage and secretly planned his next move.
"Huh? Why are you hiding so far away from me? Why don't you come over and pour the wine?" Tong Bo saw the maid who was called over by the man in fur clothes shivering at the side, and he had an idea and shouted loudly.
"Slave, slave..." The maid had just disappeared due to the quarrel between Tong Bo and Mu Hanlei, and now she was yelled at like this, and she even stuttered her words.
"Don't be afraid! I'm just asking a few questions." Although Tong Bo still had a ferocious look on his face, his voice became softer: "Is Xuanzang as lively as today?"
"Go back to the master! Although there are usually a lot of guests, it is not as lively as today." The maid gradually came back to her senses after hearing Tong Bo's tone softened.
"I really haven't been here for some time. This place is almost no longer the Ziyan Pavilion that I knew before." Tong Bo looked at the wooden couch that was almost full of guests and sighed loudly on purpose.
"Mr. Master, do you have any other instructions?" The maid was sitting on pins and needles next to Tong Bo, not knowing what to do.
"Okay, you go ahead!" Tong Bo took out a tael of silver and handed it to the maid.
"Thank you, Master!" The maid bowed to Tong Bo and slowly retreated.
"Damn it! If that woman Mu Hanlei hadn't blocked her, we could have gotten closer to Zhao Fei! But if I followed him now, it would be too eye-catching." Tong Bo didn't like exposing himself to the public. , looked around distractedly: "Huh? Who is that person? What an unexpected gain."
"My nephew has met Uncle Sha." Tong Bo made a move, and the wooden couch rose into the air and spun half a circle, stopping next to a drunk man.
"Huh? Who is calling me?" The man was drunk and hazy, with an unkempt beard. He was lying on his side and was too lazy to move. This man was Salba, the left servant of the household department.
"Uncle Sha, my nephew is Junchen!" Tong Bo stood up and bowed to Sha Erba who had his back turned to him.
"Junchen?" Salba sat up from the wooden couch with great effort, rubbed his eyes and looked for a long time before he finally recovered: "It turns out he is Junchen's nephew. How are you doing, sir?"
"Thanks to Uncle Sha, everything is well with my father." Tong Bo looked at Salba, who was completely different from before, and asked deliberately: "Why did uncle come here? Is it because of some official business for the court?"
"Business?" Salba broke out in a cold sweat and woke up from the wine. He smiled and said, "It's a bit of business! My nephew! There are so many people here and it's noisy. How about going to my uncle's room for a drink?"
"Uncle Sha invited me, my nephew is more respectful than obeying." Tong Bo was worried about how to follow him calmly and take a look. Now that he has been invited by Sherpa, he naturally wants it.
"Okay!" Salba waved to the maid who was patrolling the hall: "Two bottles of chalcedony wine, and some snacks to go with the wine and send them to Room 2, Tianzi on the third floor."
"Yes! Guest!" The maidservant patrolling the hall saluted Salba.
"My nephew, let's go too." Salba and Tong Bo once again mobilized, and the two wooden couches also headed towards the second floor.
While the Ziyan Pavilion was in a state of intoxication and excitement, the patrol in the pavilion never relaxed; it was already past three o'clock, and the streets were already deserted, with only a few teams of yellow-clad guards walking back and forth. , keep moving.
A man in black flashed in the night and ran quickly. When he encountered the guard in yellow, he quickly disappeared and headed towards the northwest of the pavilion in a vigilant manner.
"Who is it?" The yellow-clothed guard walking at the end of the team felt someone pass behind him. He turned around and slashed out with his sword, but saw nothing.
"Don't be suspicious!" the yellow-robed guard walking at the head of the team scolded: "Go back quickly, it's time to change shifts."
"Yes!" The guard in yellow at the end of the team sheathed his sword angrily and followed the advancing team.
The man in black's legs were clamped on the beam, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his breathing became rapid. When the guard in yellow walked away, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Not good!" The man in black felt extremely sensitive, and pushed hard with his legs on the beam of the room. His whole body tumbled horizontally in the air, barely avoiding a few cold rays.
When the visitor didn't give the man in black a breather, he took advantage of the fact that he was in mid-air and had no way to use his strength, so he used the strength of the rafters to fly past him like the wind.
"Swish, swish, swish!" When the visitor's palm was three feet away from the man in black, two spiral darts shot towards his Laogong point with a strong wind.
"I didn't expect this girl to have such a bad time!" The person was so angry that he fell straight down like an arrow and easily avoided it. After landing, his feet flew diagonally into the air and stopped in front of the still falling man in black.
The man in black punched out an ordinary punch, nothing fancy; the man in black felt that the force of the punch made him breathless, and in shock, the internal energy in his dantian rushed out of his body.
"Boom!" The person's fist hit the ice shield condensed on the chest of the man in black. Debris flew everywhere, and the two of them took a few steps back.
"There is someone!" Both of them reacted extremely quickly. Before the other team of yellow-clothed guards noticed themselves, they climbed onto the roof and lowered themselves, staring at each other coldly.
