In Zuixian Tower, Qin Feng directed a group of servants who looked like servants to clean up the blood in Zuixian Tower. Although the blood can be cleaned up in a short time, the tables, chairs, benches and damaged beams and pillars in Zuixian Tower are not that easy to deal with.

"It seems that the Begonia Poetry Club cannot be held in Zuixianlou." He Caiyun sighed.

"Didn't Sister Nie say that she would go to Lingyun Sect after the Haitang Poetry Conference? Now that the Haitang Poetry Conference is gone, isn't Sister Nie leaving soon?" Su Qianqian said anxiously with a hint of reluctance in her beautiful eyes: "Sister Nie is such a gentle and beautiful person, I really want her to stay in Zuixianlou for a few more days..."

He Caiyun's eyes rolled and he came up with an idea.

"That's true, let's rent the Iron Yantai in Yancheng. The venue is big enough, and it's no problem to hold a grand event. Although the rent is a bit expensive, I, He Caiyun, can still afford it. After all, Nie Xiaorou was grown up. After all, she finally thought of her wish in the secular world. I must help her fulfill it." Melancholy rose in He Caiyun's eyes, and she looked sad that her daughter was about to get married.

He Caiyun was just talking about it here, but she didn't expect that Su Qianqian didn't listen at all. She held Li Bumian's hand and shook it left and right and acted coquettishly: "Young Master Li, let's go out for some midnight snacks and tell the little girl what the life of an immortal is like."

Seeing that Su Qianqian said nothing, He Caiyun was a little angry and immediately grabbed Su Qianqian's ear.

"Be gentle on Caiyun Niang, it hurts!" Su Qianqian immediately let go of Li Bumian and covered his ears that were being pulled by He Caiyun.

He Caiyun blamed: "Why don't you go back to bed quickly! You will have to rehearse well these days!"

Su Qianqian said weakly, said reluctantly to Li Bumian and went back to her room.

He Caiyun looked at Li Bumian with a expressionless face and said with a smile: "George Li laughed when he saw him. Qianqian is a little naughty. Don't take it to your heart."

Li Bumian chuckled and shook his head and said, "It's okay, lively personality is a good thing, but there is one thing I want to ask the boss lady."

"But it's okay." He Caiyun habitually flirted with his hair.

Li Bumian asked, "What is the origin of this Begonia Poetry? Can you tell me?"

The term "Begonia Poetry Club" has appeared many times in Li Bumian's ears. Li Bumian guessed that this was a brothel promotion. He was just curious and wanted to ask what the promotional activity of this ancient brothel was.

He Caiyun replied: "People Li is out of the way. The master is the benefactor of our Zuixian Tower and has saved Nie Xiaorou's life. If you want to know about these things, we will definitely inform you that Nie Xiaorou cannot go out to meet people and cannot thank the master. I will reply to the master's question on her behalf."

"You said." Li Bumian was very interested. Judging from what He Caiyun said, the Begonia Poetry Club was not opened for the profit of Zuixianlou, but for Nie Xiaorou himself.

"Please move the Pavilion Master, it is related to Nie Xiaorou's life experience, and it is not convenient to talk here." He Caiyun lifted her hair and said charmingly. Although she was not deliberately charming, she had experienced many elegances and was naturally charming.

"Okay." Li Bumian didn't care about the details of He Caiyun's beauty. He just waved his left hand before leaving, silently swung the space ring left by the group of Nanyang Sect disciples into his arms. When there was no one around, he looked around for any treasures inside.

He Caiyun led Li Bumian around and finally arrived at his room and closed the door tightly.

Li Bumian looked at He Caiyun's room and it was completely different from what he imagined. He thought it was a very coquettish mother's room. Logically speaking, it should be full of mixed things like erotic pictures. Unexpectedly, it was so simple, just a bed, a table, and two benches.

Li Bumian: "..."

"What tea do the Pavilion Master want to drink? Biluochun or Tieguanyin?" He Caiyun asked.

"Just do what you like. I don't care about these things." Li Bumian said indifferently.

"Then Tieguanyin is fine."

He Caiyun picked up the tea set and brewed tea for Li Bumian. His beautiful figure was visible. Although his body curves were no longer as delicate as a girl, they were convex and convex, and his body was full, which made people feel distracted.

It is inevitable that the lonely man and widow are living in the same room, but Li Bumian doesn't care about these details. They are even more Liu Xiahui than Liu Xiahui. If they hold a Liu Xiahui competition, Li Bumian will definitely win the championship.

In fact, this is because Li Bumian himself is too handsome. Li Bumian, who looks in the mirror every day, has tempered his aesthetic level to such a terrifying level. If he were not a real fairy, Li Bumian would not have seen it.

"Please use it by the Lord." He Caiyun had already brewed the tea and sat down face to face with Li Bumian.

Li Bumian took a sip of tea lightly and said, "Tell me about the Begonia Poetry Club."

He Caiyun thought that Nie Xiaorou was about to leave, and his eyes were filled with deep melancholy, but he still replied to Li Bumian: "This starts with Xiaorou's life experience."

Li Bumian nodded and signaled He Caiyun to continue.

"Twenty years ago, the Tiange Dynasty was in war with the Xirong Dynasty that invaded from the north. At that time, the war was in chaos and a pair of brothers and sisters came to me. At that time, I was still the Changsan in the Zuixian Tower, which was considered a little money."

When Li Bumian heard the words, he naturally understood what the Chang San meant. He read countless books and remembered them all in his mind. Chang San was a senior lady in a brothel, who was selling her skills and self-employed, and was a VIP, and was the mainstay of performance in brothels. It seemed that the Zuixianlou at that time was different from the current one. It was now an internet celebrity marketing model. At that time, Zuixianlou was just an ordinary brothel.

He Caiyun continued: "The brother is about eleven or twelve years old, and the sister is only about six or seven years old. The brother and sister are pale and thin, and they are only wearing thin clothes in winter. They stay outside the Zuixian Tower all day long to beg for food. The brother and sister are really pitiful. I can't stand it, and I feel weak and took them in."

Li Bumian listened quite comfortably, and his mother Sang’s storytelling skills are not bad.

He Caiyun continued: "Brothers have always taken good care of their sister in every possible way. They have to feed their sister for dinner, and they have to help rub them when they wash their feet. They really have to hold them in their hands and fear that they will melt when they hold them in their mouths. But it is understandable, after all, they are each other's only relatives in this world."

Li Bumian sips tea, and this mother Sang is good at telling stories.

He Caiyun continued: "During the time when I adopted them, my brother always liked to pick some crabapple flowers for my sister because my sister preferred the fragrance of this kind of flower."

"So the Begonia Poetry Club is named after this?" Li Bumian asked.

He Caiyun nodded, "People Master Li is wise, but the good times did not last long. The Tianyan Dynasty was weak in the offensive of the Western Rong Dynasty, and the military had to start recruiting a large number of troops. The age limit of the sixteen-year-old was reduced to twelve years old. In order to avenge the revenge of his parents who died under the iron hoof of the Western Rong Dynasty, the brother decided to join the army. Although Xiaorou and I both obstructed him in every possible way, we still couldn't stand him."

He Caiyun's voice trembled a little and said: It's been seventeen years since the war... The war has ended long ago, but the news about his brother has never been heard again, and there is not even a body. The people from the Ministry of War just said they were missing."

He Caiyun wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Every year before and after nine years, Xiaorou would hold a Begonia Poetry Festival to bring together heroes from all walks of life and have a great momentum. I just hope that if his brother is still alive, he will learn about Xiaorou. He must know that Xiaorou has been waiting for him in the Zuixian Tower and has never walked."

Li Bumian felt deeply and sighed quietly: "So that's it."

Li Bumian has a deep expression on the surface, but he is speechless in his heart. I am a man who travels to another world to show off and beats the face of all kinds of prides. Unexpectedly, as soon as he travels through time, he encounters this incident. If he wants to put this on the earth, he will definitely be selected as one of the top ten people who touch China.

"But this year is the last year." He Caiyun said sadly, "Lingyun Sect promised Xiaorou that she would help find her brother. Xiaorou joined the Lingyun Sect. Xiaorou entered the Immortal Cultivation Sect and had a greater chance of finding her brother. This is a good thing."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the room, followed by a female voice.

"Caiyun Niang, someone from Lingyun Sect said he wanted to see Sister Nie."

He Caiyun sorted out his makeup and responded: "Tell the customer that I'll arrive soon."

He responded outside the door and then went to greet the people from Lingyun Sect.

He Caiyun stood up and bowed to Li Bumian embarrassedly, "George Li laughed when he saw him. Fortunately, Master Li asked, otherwise I would have no place to say these words, and it would be very uncomfortable to hold them in my heart. The distinguished guest of Lingyun Sect is here. I have to go and agree. Master Li can rest here. I have other rooms besides here."

Lingyun Sect? Li Bumian's eyes flashed, and his thoughts were full of thoughts. Why did the Lingyun Sect's people arrive now? Hearing the words of the disciples of Nanyang Sect just now, he was regarded as the secret division of Lingyun Sect. This is Lingyun Sect's plan to throw stones into the way. Since Nie Xiaorou is extremely talented, Lingyun Sect cannot be so negligent and does not send heavy troops to guard it. Could it be that Lingyun Sect really set up such a situation? But why didn't he come? Li Bumian thought of Nie Xiaorou's identity again and inferred that there must be some reputations.

After listening to Nie Xiaorou's story, Li Bumian felt a little interesting and decided to help her. It was not that Li Bumian was moved by compassion, because Li Bumian knew the truth of pretending to behave, so he went to more side plots, collected the highlights of pretending to behave, endured his strength, and then exploded. This is the essence of pretending to behave.

"Boss, don't tell Lingyun Sect anything about my blood abuse Pavilion, just say I'm leaving." Li Bumian said.

Although He Caiyun didn't know what Li Bumian meant, he still replied: "No problem, Lord Li is the noble person of my Zuixianlou, so this is naturally no problem. If the adults have no need for anything, it would be better to stay for a few more days and wait until the Begonia Poetry Festival before leaving. It was a grand event. All the adults could rest here before, and I would definitely be entertained with me."

Li Bumian nodded as if he agreed. He Caiyun smiled and replied with a greeting, then walked out the door.

Li Bumian brushed his sleeves, but he didn't plan to sleep. When he reached Li Bumian's state, he no longer had to sleep. He could use meditation instead. Even if he didn't sleep, it would have no effect.

"There is no one around, so I'll take a look at what treasures this man from the Male Yang Sect has."
Chapter completed!