Chen Qingniu was handsome, but unfortunately he was clumsy. He had been serving tea and water for fifteen or sixteen years, and was still a shabby servant who received a few hang of money in a month. If it weren't for Liulifang's family who was honored by someone's name, and his sweet mouth and were not lazy, he would have driven out this unconscious guy long ago. However, lack of heart and ignorance also has the benefits of lack of heart. Most of the clever servants in Liulifang with red lips and white teeth were sent to the palace and became little eunuchs. Chen Qingniu's job of serving people was not

It can make people feel relieved, but it is a blessing in disguise to stabilize in Liulifang. Like Liu Qi, who grew up wearing a ragged crotch with Chen Qingniu, was sent to Da Nei two years ago. Liu Qi would send a letter every now and then, happily saying that he was given a name by his master. This playmate envied Chen Qingniu for having a serious name since he was a child. He was sour for more than ten years, and then he was finally satisfied. Later, Liu Qi had no news, and Chen Qingniu hoped that he would die in it.

These days, the lives of the servants are far less than those of the red cards in the Fangli area, let alone a horse of the rich guys.

Today, the top girl Qingyin Xiao Wan'er is going to receive a group of big shots from the imperial city. She lacks staff to do odd jobs. Chen Qingniu was ordered by the leader to wait for some physical work of delivering fruits and pastries.

Chen Qingniu stood in the corner of the courtyard, bent his waist, and looked carefully at the romance over there.

Liulifang is a brothel, known as the most beautiful and well-deserved troupe in Liangzhou. Liangzhou has an unlucky word Liang, but it is one of the most wealthy in the Suzaku Dynasty. Therefore, Liulifang was scolded by moralists as a butcher shop with gold and silver. Liulifang has a bad reputation, but its business is snowballed and growing. It is rumored that Liangzhou is backed by a certain big yellow gate in the palace. He is a powerful eunuch who can make the marquis of Liangzhou smile. No one dares to make trouble in Liulifang without any eyes.

Xiao Wan'er is a red card in Liulifang. Although she is not a courtesan, she is also arrogant. Qingyin, she doesn't sell her skills. Before entering the palace, Liu Qi loved this young lady with tender skin. Before entering the palace, he spent all his savings and bought a pot of flower deeds. He cried bitterly, hugged Chen Qingniu and said that he would not be able to do the fairy job on a woman's belly in his life. He begged Chen Qingniu to fulfill this wish for him. Chen Qingniu agreed, but in fact he was completely unsure.

According to his wages, if you want to stay with the cheapest girl in the shop, you will need to save for more than 40 years without eating or drinking. By then, Chen Qingniu is in his fifties and may be powerless. After climbing into the bed, the quilt is not hard. If you want to ask for "mouth work", you will have to add money. Like Xiao Wan'er, she is good at Yan Le's new lyrics, and her cherry mouth is famous for being seductive. It is rumored that if she wants her to open her mouth, she will need several gold ingots. Chen Qingniu should not think about it. She doesn't even know who her parents are, so she doesn't even think about the ordinary men's extravagant desire to smoke from the ancestral grave.

Xiao Wan'er said it was nice to say that she was very good at heart, but it was ugly that she was two-faced and three-faced and had a great sense of socializing with a high-ranking guests. She smiled, frown, cried and made a fuss, and made a fuss. She was just right and soft. When dealing with servants like Chen Qingniu, she would pick up the corner of her skirt and kick it a few times when she was unhappy. She was shockingly powerful and was even more skillful than her playing the piano. Liu Qi was beaten, but afterwards, she lay on the small bed with a blue nose and swollen face, complacent, saying that she didn't have the chance to slap her. When Fairy Xiao was kicked, she had a layer of clothing. It's a pity.

Chen Qingniu secretly licked the corner of his mouth, and looked at a young man in purple clothes with luxurious clothes put his hand into Xiao Wan'er's collar and tinkered on her chest. Her branches trembled, as if she was about to cry, but in fact she wanted to refuse, she wanted to welcome her. Chen Qingniu was familiar with such acting skills and was not surprised, so he turned to observe the styles of the big guys.

Some of the predecessors with vicious eyes in the shop occasionally teach some experiences, saying that men who go to prostitutes are divided into different levels, wealthy families with a little money and children of aristocratic families with great hands and eyes are different just sitting there, because the latter has a "momentum" and is supported by spirit. Chen Qingniu is confused and just remembers it in his heart. So far, in addition to the man who gave the name, Chen Qingniu has witnessed the most amazing person with his own eyes. He is a general who defends the border of Liangzhou. It is true that even if he takes off his armor and dresses in an ordinary rich man, he has a lot of murderous intent, which makes Chen Qingniu tremble when serving tea.

The rich young man seemed to be tired of Xiao Wan'er's breasts that made countless servants covet, and stretched out his hand. The maid immediately took out the prepared scarf and wiped it clean. Xiao Wan'er lowered her eyebrows and couldn't see her expression clearly. Chen Qingniu felt a sense of pleasure and couldn't help but curse her in her heart. She only knew how to pretend to be aloof and would never be a courtesan in her life.

The young master talked without hesitation, and his voice was quite small. When he spoke, he always bent his lips and curled up Xiao Wan'er's sharp and tender chin. He laughed: "This time, the King of Yan and the Marquis of Chang'an directly attacked Zixiao City of the Yuhui Dynasty and captured the entire royal family. Except for the foolish Yuhuizong, concubines, Shuyi, and thousands of beauties, we won't think about the pair of 'skinny snow-capped pigeons'. It was destined to be the private spoils of the King of Yan and Chang'an Marquis. But Xu Huangmen's methods are really good. He has selected more than 20 outstanding Zhaorongs for you Liulifang. In the capital, they are all first-class and big moves. General Han Zhibao, who led the lead in attacking the Zixiao Palace with the King of Yan, but he led more than ten Zhaorongs back to the mansion."

Chen Qingniu pricked up his ears and refused to miss a word.

Zhuque's people were born hostile to the Yuhui Dynasty, which was still the largest dynasty in the Southern Continent three hundred years ago.

This time, Zhuque's whole country advanced eastward and its troops were divided into two groups. One was led by Prince Yan, led by 300,000 Yan subway cavalry, and hung the Zhufeng flag high. Driven by Chang'an Hou, there were frequent reports of good news over the past six months. All the thirteen states of Zhuque were in full bloom. Finally, Chang'an Hou buried his opponents in Dangyang County, the hinterland of Yuhui, and bleed into rivers and howled like thunder. Chang'an Hou strangled the last vitality of Yangyang Yuhui.

King Yan Zhu Hongling and his ten thousand enemies Han Zhibao entered the imperial city. Han Zhibao stayed in Zixiao City to intimidate the fallen ministers and generals. King Yan took back more than 20,000 royal nobles including Yuhuizong Song Zhe. As a result, he arrived in Fengzhou in the middle of Zhuque. Only 6,000 living people were left. A large number of princesses and princesses and palace female officials were ravaged and killed. Some women who were unbearable and unwilling to accept the fate of nine out of ten women prostitutes jumped into the river, hung their beams, bit their tongues, and committed suicide every day in the escort team. Yu Huizong, who did not love the country and only admired Buddhism and loves beauty, was safe and sound, and his weight increased instead of losing, which was heartbreaking.

The rich young master who did not go to Yuhui to make military achievements for various reasons, picked up his wine glass, leaned on the chair lazily laid on the snow-white sable fur, and chuckled: "It is known to both countries that the King of Yan covets Xiao Xue Queen. Three years ago, when the battle of Yangpo, the King of Yan flattened the four counties in the western border of Yuhui, as if he had entered a no-man. The King of Yan went on a mission to Yuhui Zixiao City. When he first met Xiao Xue Queen in his prime, he was shocked. After returning to Yanzhou, he tried every means to find a woman with a similar appearance and favored her day and night. He also specially summoned a painter to paint the scene of "Xiao Xue Queen". Later, somehow it spread to the market. It was called "The Picture of the King of Yan's Journey to Xiao Xue Queen".

A picture appeared in Chen Qingniu's mind. The King of Yan wore a purple gold crown, had a black skin and a fat body. The woman in the picture was delicate and extremely delicate, and needed the support of several palace maids. The "Skinny Xue" who was famous in the two dynasties frowned slightly, and her appearance was pitiful and charming.

This is the Spring Palace Picture that has been spread throughout Zhuque in recent years. It is a good product that must be hung high in every brothel, and Liulifang is no exception.

Among the three religions and nine ranks, prostitution is the last among the nine ranks. For Chen Qingniu, who was thrown on the stairs of the brothel since childhood and could not get rid of the status of the lowest slave in his life, the Qingyin Xiao Wan'er is already an out of reach. The woman in "The Journey to the Journey" is undoubtedly even far away.

What Chen Qingniu can do is to observe his words and look for food and clothing, and do some low-key life every day that picks up casings for clients to use as contraceptive methods. The popular Xiao Wan'er is even stingy with a smile. Only one or two Qinglings and singers who are easy to talk and have poor business will occasionally show a face of being reluctant to deal with. This is the warmest treatment in Chen Qingniu's boring life for more than ten years. More often than not, he is cold-eyed, spitting, beating, scolded, and bent over, licking his face, and pretending to be stupid, so that he can suffer less.

Xiao Wan'er asked sweetly: "Empress Xue, who is named Xue Wanwan, who is known as Queen Zhao, was appointed as the queen on the first day of her birth. She was taken to Zixiao City as soon as she was sixteen years old and was taken to Zixiao City and was kidnapped by the broken city?"

The young master shook the glass cup that was put on the fine wine and smiled and said, "Yes, this is the real beauty. It's really a pity. I heard that the entire Yuhui Dynasty does not scold the foolish monarch Song Zhe, but only scolds the Xiao Xue Queen, and scolds her for cutting off Yuhui's luck."

Xiao Wan'er smiled gentlely and obediently without saying a word.

Recently, in order to welcome this group of upcoming senior "Qingyin Actors", Liulifang specially built a white dragon boat tower on the Huaihe River, and put on a sharp posture to drive several peers out of Liangzhou. The princes of the Liangzhou gentry were eager to try it out, and they all wanted to taste the women in the Yuhui Palace.

Zhuque was born in the Wuhou, and the Northern Tang Dynasty produced swordsmen and gossipers. Yuhui was a popular girl. That is a recognized fact. The second largest giant city in the southern continent, Zhuque Capital, had nearly 100,000 eunuchs, while Yuhui Zixiao City had more than 40,000 beautiful women. Only half of the Yan King recovered, which shows the huge scale of the harem of Song Zhe of the Yuhuizong.

A turtle man with a status of several levels higher than Chen Qingniu in the field hooked him up and made a gesture. Chen Qingniu, who was familiar with the door, immediately ran out of the yard and went to the wine cellar to get the specialty daughter red wine of Northern Tang. It was particularly precious in twenty years. A small jar costs nearly a hundred taels of silver. This shows the generousness of those visitors from the capital. Chen Qingniu went and returned quickly, sent the wine into the yard, respectfully untied the mud seal, and his hands and feet were far more active than usual. Xiao Wan'er and her royal turtle man didn't care about the details that Chen Qingniu was no longer clumsy, and just hoped that this stupid donkey would make any mistakes.

The young master in the capital who supported his forehead with one hand and beat Xiao Wan'er's thigh with the other, glanced at Chen Qingniu, and smiled sarcastically and playfully: "Oh, it's a pretty good skin. Princess Hongqi just fell in love with raising a boy recently. You are a little older, but you can do it if you make do with it. I guess the princess may like it. How much is it worth, I bought it."

Chen Qingniu's expression did not change.

Xiao Wan'er smiled and said, "It's not worth a lot of money, but it's more expensive than ordinary servants."

She did not have the Bodhisattva's heart to help Chen Qingniu in the snow, but she did not lack the thought of snakes and scorpions who could cause harm.

The young man in a purple shirt raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Is it still a slave to whom I am not going to be a child?"

Xiao Wan'er waited for Chen Baixiong to pour wine for the client, and her eyes were joking, and she covered her mouth and smiled: "Young Master Qi, you don't know. The top scholar in our Zhuque's brothel lived in Liulifang for a few days. Somehow, she gave the servant named Chen."

The man looked disdainful and sneered: "Let me tell me."

Xiao Wan'er seemed to be intrigued, saying, "I heard from my sisters that our top scholar, who kindly rewarded a 'Qing Emperor' to this little servant, said that he was more lucky, that is, the giant bear and big boobs, the word "Qinghuang Shenmu, Qingdi Shishi", is quite knowledgeable."

The arrogant man sneered: "When general Han Zhibao was young, he only received a prophecy of 'the gift of jackals'. This little bitch could not be called the word 'bear' and occupied the Qing Emperor's Green Emperor'. Then Li Mu was just a slut who had never even participated in the imperial examination. You are the only prostitutes like you who are not a good scholar to join in the fun and gave him a top scholar to the brothel. You only had a few beautiful poems that could not be put on the table. In the end, you were so depressed that you could not even pay for the coffin. You were buried by several trashed flowers and willows. Qing Emperor, Chen Qing Emperor, I'm a pussy."

The man threw a red daughter on Chen Qingniu's face, pushed Xiao Wan'er away, kicked Xiao Wan'er away, and kicked Chen Qingniu away in the air. He fell to the ground five or six meters away like a kite. Such skills had exceeded the strength of Liulifang's agile and protective teaching. Chen Qingniu struggled for a moment, knelt on one knee, spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood, his face pale, his eyes were empty, and he could not see any resentment.

Qing Emperor.

A little servant is not worthy of such a name that even emperors and generals dare not give. No one in Liulifang wants to take such a name seriously and makes fun of Qingniu. Over time, Emperor Chen Qing became Chen Qingniu.

Not only was Xiao Wan'er not frightened, she was energetic and just felt interesting. She became more and more gentle to Mr. Qi beside her, and she wished she could snuggle up to her as soft as boneless.

Chen Qingniu moved his Adam's apple, but his lips were closed, as if he swallowed all the blood that surged from his viscera and lungs back.

The man in purple-shirted clothes who took the thunder said disgustedly: "Get out, don't taint my eyes."

Chen Qingniu stood up staggeringly, covered his abdomen and staggered around.

"Get out, not leave."

The fierce young master said coldly, taking the wine that Xiao Wan'er poured him personally, but handing it over to an old man in gray robe standing behind him. The man kept his eyes closed and resting, with a deep hair and chicken skin, and his momentum was completely different from the powerful and powerful sitting. He slowly stretched out a dry hand, took the glass cup, took a sip, then looked at Chen Baixiong's back, and spit out in one gulp.

The small mouthful of wine gathered in the air into a line, like a mellow yellow sword, shooting straight towards Chen Qingniu.

puff.

A hole was penetrated through Chen Baixiong's calf, who happened to be walking at the entrance of the courtyard.

Chen Qingniu rushed forward and ended up in a bleak situation.

The big man in the yard laughed and praised the old man's magical powers.

Xiao Wan'er didn't even look at Chen Qingniu, but just shocked the amazing martial arts of the old man behind the young man.

After all, she had seen some women in the world, heard the conversations of wealthy scholars, and knew that there were some great masters of fortune like gods in this world who could cultivate the indestructible body of swords and guns, and even legendary immortals who could move mountains and fill seas and travel on cranes, standing above all sentient beings. But many incredible things are just thought of as a storyteller's novel of strange and strange ambitions, and always feel that they cannot be taken seriously. Now, seeing the old man's unpredictable skill of turning wine into swords with his own eyes, I finally believed that Xiao Wan'er was trembling and looked down upon.

Chen Qingniu, who was a man, climbed to the corner of the wall with difficulty outside the yard. His empty eyes were no longer dissipated, and his lowered face was covered with a hideous ferocious person that should not have.

The palm of my hand was pierced by the five fingers that had just been bent in the yard, and the palm was covered with blood.

Tolerate.

From the first day he was sensible, he began to know how to survive when he was a child when he didn't know how to write this word.

Outside the courtyard where the willows are piled with smoke, no one in the Liulifang servant dared to act rashly, helping Chen Qingniu, without even having a pity.

Chen Qingniu moved back to his small nest with a lame limp. It was just a small woodshed adjacent to the stable. With his status and no reliance on anything, in the appearance of being glamorous, the filthy Liulifang would not starve to death or freeze to death.

A few wooden boards were set up in the corner of the woodshed room, a thin bedding that was patched with seams, plus a few bottles, a small stool and an oil lamp on it were all his belongings. Chen Qingniu didn't lie on the simple bedding, afraid of dirtying the hard-earned bedding. He sat on the ground, picked up a small clay pot, poured out some powder, applied it to the hole in the calf that was shot through by unknown objects, and then pulled out a strip of cloth from another clay pot, tied it to his legs, sweating heavily, gasping for breath, and a stinging pain in his chest.

Xiao Wan'er.

The man surnamed Qi fucked a pure Beijing accent, a slight red mole on his eyebrows, a left-handed man, about seven and a half feet tall.

Chen Qingniu has the ability to remember everything he saw, and no one knew it, and even Liu Qi was the best. He was confident that he could completely disrupt the complicated Go player talks and then review them all. Therefore, Chen Qingniu's ability to learn secretly has always been good. He has been walking on thin ice for many years and has not missed any opportunity to read. Although he didn't know what he could get with such hard work, he still looked at, listened, and learned with his heart. He saw how the red card actors in Liulifang fished for men, how several leaders trained young prostitutes, and all kinds of intrigues in the shop; he listened to the poets and poets chanting poems, listened to the various accents of the various people raised by a hundred meters and laughed and scolded; he learned the sitting posture of a warrior, the capricious eyes of officials, and the absurd words of a young son and a playboy.

Perhaps in the final analysis, Chen Qingniu still can't forget the man he accidentally ran into in the corridor when he was a child. He hugged the courtesan of Liulifang with one hand and a blue wine pot in the other hand. His figure was shaking, staring at his eyes, smiling, and gently said something he still can't understand: "It's interesting and interesting, destined and destined. The little kid has survived for sixteen years and it's a smooth journey. On that year's Qingming Festival, come to my grave to worship three glasses of wine, and it's just a turbid wine. I, Li Mu, not only will I give you a name, but also a great opportunity."

Chen Qingniu is pretty and handsome, but has a turbid look, so he always gives people the impression that he is beautiful but lacks spirituality.

Only Liu Qi knew that Chen Qingniu's pupils would have stinging pain every day when he was young. The more he grew up, the more severe he became. Later, he felt extremely painful. He was at the age of six and had a miserable level of rolling on the bed. After the age of ten, every time the severe pain faded, he bit the cloth strip or his arms, and opened his eyes, he almost dripped bleeding and tears. It was terrible.

This is also the reason why Chen Qingniu was able to walk back to the woodshed with a lame leg today. Chen Qingniu has been suffering from pain day after day after day for nearly 16 years and more than 5,800 days.

Chen Qingniu once looked at the bronze mirror and only saw that there was a winding red line on his left pupil, and his right pupil was yellow silk, like an earthworm. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to check it out.

Whenever the hour came, Chen Qingniu only felt two silk threads beginning to twist and wander, like living things, raging in his eyes. The so-called five fingers connected to the heart, the fingers were slightly pierced, and it was still pierced, let alone the eyeballs. God knows how Chen Qingniu could hold on, which can only be explained by the fact that this miserable child was born and used to suffering, and all bitterness became a normal normal. He deceived Liu Qi for many years, saying that when he was a child, the wind blew into the eyes, and he could not take it out, and took root.

Liu Qi believed it to be true.

But the fact is.

The top scholar who was said to have died of drunkenness helped Chen Qingniu name him, then stretched out his hand, pointed at Chen Qingniu's eyes, and said with a complicated expression: "This is a hibernating dragon."
Chapter completed!