The name "Huanchang" is very straightforward, telling everyone that this is a place for indulgence and pleasure.
As soon as the night falls and the red lights are lit, the night's intoxication has just begun.
However, today is different from usual days. There are no girls spinning around like flowers and butterflies, and there are no prostitutes and the smell of alcohol.
It's not as quiet as a brothel.
Turtle Gong looked in at the gate and said to the madam next to him: "Are you really going to let him act like this?"
The madam looked bad, and said with a long face: "He has reserved the venue."
"Well, that's what I said. I'll give you money or not when the time comes. The whole night's running water will be gone in a blink of an eye."
When the madam heard this, her already loose face trembled, as if she was watching the money flowing away like water. She was so heartbroken that she almost couldn't breathe. She gritted her molar teeth and said viciously: "How about you drive him away for me? "
Mr. Turtle shrank his neck and laughed dryly: "How dare I? Who can afford to offend me?"
The madam rolled her eyes, and a layer of white powder fluttered off her eyelids, "I'll go inside and take a look, and you'll be watching outside."
Turtle Gong glanced at the few strong men standing in front of them like door gods. Every guest who came to the door was driven away. He yawned lazily, "Where are the guests who dare to come?"
Since there are no guests, there will be no one to make trouble. It doesn't make any difference whether he stays or not tonight.
The madam was worried, and the more she looked inside the empty lobby, the more worried she became. Just as she sighed, Mr. Turtle hurried over behind him, and when he saw his expression, hey, that's bad luck.
"You're going to die."
Mr. Turtle swallowed, pointed his finger back, and said with a complicated expression: "Someone is coming."
The madam turned around and faced the person who came in first, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The young man in blue is elegant and elegant, with eyes like stars and green pine trees. As soon as he appeared, the entire lobby became a little brighter. He nodded with a slight smile, which made people feel like they were taking a breath of spring breeze.
This is the second thing. The old madam has passed the age of affectionate girls, and her eyes are very vicious. At a glance, she can tell that this young man is extraordinary, and he is either rich or noble.
Suddenly I remembered something, "Didn't the servants of Feng Mansion stop him at the door?"
Mr. Turtle shook his head: "He just whispered something, and they let them in." Not only that, Mr. Turtle looked at them as if he was still in awe of this young master, and he didn't know if the night was too heavy for him. wrong.
The old bustard's mind became active and he just slapped his thigh - here comes someone who is not afraid of the Feng Mansion. How wonderful. I heard a while ago that a group of proud men came to the Jixia Palace. Could it be that there is someone in front of me who can deal with the young Marquis of the Feng Mansion? .
The old madam's mind was spinning fast and her actions were not slow. She put on a fake smile to welcome guests and smiled more sincerely than usual. She opened her mouth and said: "Oh, what a handsome young master. It's a pity that I came here tonight. Little Marquis asked All the girls can only serve him tonight, and the young master is afraid that his trip will be in vain."
Peering through the words, I couldn't see the change in the young master's expression. He still smiled gently and gracefully. The madam frowned. Could it be that she had made a wrong calculation.
Turtle Gong couldn't hold back his anger and simply said bluntly: "The young Marquis is too overbearing. There are so many girls who can't sleep even if they take turns sleeping for half a month. I don't even think about whether his body can hold it."
These words were too vulgar and explicit. The young man in blue opened his mouth and was about to say something, when he inserted a frivolous and laughing words from behind.
"I didn't expect you, Nangong Shaofu, to be this kind of person, sneaking around the Flower House alone."
The three people present looked over at the same time, and saw that the hall was full of light. The man came in with a slight swing of a folding fan. He was dressed in a white soft robe and was elegant. His peach blossom eyes were naturally raised, and his red lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling. There was a sense of casual frivolity all over his body. .
The madam was almost obsessed with seeing him. He was not a noble man in the world, he was simply a monster.
Nangong Zhi smiled helplessly: "Prince Yun, you clearly know the purpose of my visit."
"Oh?" He slightly curled his tongue and said shamelessly, "Don't deliberately act like you are close to me. We are not familiar with each other."
The words came out in a breathy tone, as if to say, don't talk nonsense, I don't like you.
When Nangong Zhi faced Shang Yunqi, it was like a scholar meeting a soldier, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
"Excuse me, please lead the way. Let's find Mr. Feng Xiaohou." Nangong Zhi simply turned to speak to the madam who had been stunned for a long time.
When the Madam heard the purpose of her visit, she found that the other party was indeed an extraordinary person as she had expected, but she was not excited at all now. At this time, she could not tell that these two people were clearly not here to have fun.
A young assistant and a criminal minister, Sicheng, made the madam's eyes twitch. Something must have happened, right?
Through the front hall, there is a large open space, behind which sits a quiet and elegant two-story building.
The lights of the small building were like daylight, but everyone was gathered in the open space in front.
Feng Qing leaned back on the lounge chair covered with fox fur, taking advantage of the cool breeze and raising the wine cup. The wine flowed, and her snow-skinned face had a little drunken blush.
There were obviously beautiful women gathered together, but he didn't look at them at all. They weren't having fun or hugging each other as others imagined. And what they were doing was not understood by Nangong Zhi and the other two people who suddenly came in.
I saw a huge wooden basin in the middle. Four or five women rolled up their sleeves and groped inside for a long time. They took out something and chopped it hard with a knife with their eyes closed. A line of blood splashed on their shocked faces. They were obviously scared. But his hands were ruthless, peeling and cramping with force, as if he had been doing this for many years.
Yun Qi glanced slightly to the side, and there was a slightly smaller basin with many toad carcasses piled up inside, of course after being skinned.
A little further away, an oven was set up with an iron mesh on it for baking, and the smell of burnt food was already wafting into the air.
"Little Marquis, is this right for the slave family?" A woman spoke delicately, attracting a few people to look over.
This woman was clean and had done nothing strange. She was squatting on the ground and looked perfectly normal, provided that the woman on the ground in front of her was ignored.
There was another person lying on the ground, his chest was covered with blood, and he looked as motionless as a dead person.
At first glance, the madam's eyes rolled up, and she almost fainted on the spot.
"Fake blood, I'm fine." Nangong Zhi said in a warm voice.
Over there, Feng Qing raised her eyelids and glanced, "The blood is too little and it's too little. It would be interesting to pour it all over her body and watch her dripping with blood."
The servant from behind came out with a wooden bucket, picked up a spoon and poured water on it. The woman grabbed the silver needle and shouted: "Oh, I have no place to put the needle."
Yun Qi looked at it for a long time, touched his chin and said, "Feng Qing, what kind of housework are you doing? Or is it a different kind of hobby?"
Feng Qing had already seen Yun Qi and Nangong Zhi coming in together. To be honest, he thought Nangong Zhi was okay. At least he was a decent man and a true gentleman. However, Yun Qi would easily make him jump when talking to him.
Look, the dog's mouth can't spit out ivory at first sight.
"I've reserved the venue, I'm happy." Where do you like Gungun?
Yun Qi walked over and picked up a roasted toad with chopsticks. To be honest, it was not very appetizing. "How does this taste?"
"Sir, the smoked toad doesn't look like much. It tastes great. It tastes even better with some sauce." After all, she was doing her job. As the woman spoke, she leaned forward with her soft and boneless body.
Yun Qi retreated without leaving a trace. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw Nangong Zhi opening his mouth to speak. He stuffed it into his mouth very quickly, "Young Master, please treat me. You're welcome."
Nangong Zhi blinked and did not behave impolitely by spitting it out immediately. He chewed it slowly, then spit out the bone gracefully and placed it in his palm.
All the girls held their hands and said, "What kind of peerless young men are these two?"
Yun Qi clicked his tongue and suddenly understood why he liked to go against Nangong Zhi. He just couldn't stand Nangong Zhi's pretentiousness.
"It tastes good." Nangong Zhi commented, and then said: "Since you have already eaten, Feng Qing, please stay away, girls. We have something to ask you."
Feng Qing bulged his eyes. If Nangong Zhi hadn't been offended, he would have wanted to curse: Are you sick? Was he the one who invited them here?
The girls tidied up and dispersed, and the evening breeze blew again, and all kinds of makeup and powder smell in the air quickly disappeared.
"Nangong Zhi, I'm trying to save your face today. Tell me, what do you want me to do with you?" Feng Qing straightened her long hair and sat up from the recliner.
Nangong Zhi did not beat around the bush and said directly: "A few days ago, when you encountered someone blocking the road, you caught him and fished him with a fishhook to punish him all the way."
Feng Qing admitted readily without taking it seriously: "Not bad."
"In the next few days, by chance, that person met you again. You just asked the nursing home in the mansion to throw the person into the deep mountains and old forests to feed the wild animals."
Feng Qing patted the recliner with her fingers and nodded: "That's the case."
"Besides him blocking your way, do you have any other festivals?"
"Oh, who dares to have a problem with me?" That's no.
"His name is Tu Da. He is a mediocre man with no characteristics. The most outrageous thing he did recently was that he offended you, the young Marquis of Feng Mansion."
Feng Qing said with a smile: "I gave him face in return."
Yun Qi, who had not interrupted until now, said quietly: "The young Marquis is famous far and wide."
Feng Qing's face turned cold, "Do you think I can't hear that you are mocking me?"
"Eh? Did you hear it?" Yun Qi pretended to be surprised.
Feng Qing's hands felt a little itchy, and now he wanted to sew Yunqi's mouth shut.
Nangong Zhi shook his head and sighed: "Feng Qing, you are too impulsive. It is just a verbal dispute, why bother."
"What for? Is he dead?" Feng Qing said nonchalantly.
Yun Dian nodded: "Yes, he has been dead for several days. The body is rotten and covered with insects."
As soon as they came out of the deep mountains and forests, Guan Yue said that someone had died. Before the sun set at dusk, he and Lu Anran went to the county office to take a look at the bodies.
It was said that he and Lu Anran were together, but in fact Yun Qi did not enter the autopsy room at all. After Lu Anran came out, he only said: "The broken bones are uneven and there are signs of gnawing."
After a long time, the people from the county office had found out the identity of the deceased, and also learned that the deceased Tu Da had offended Feng Qing.
Feng Qing was stunned on the spot, her brows knitted into a ball, like thick ink squeezed together.
Yunqi waved his fan to drive away the small flying insects, and added: "Based on the time of death, you had people throw him there and he died that night."
After Feng Qing was initially surprised, she returned to her usual arrogant and wanton young master, "If you die, you will die. It was the young master who sent him to be fed to wild beasts. Do you still expect me to feel guilty?"
