So, Meng Xing left Chunyi Building in the resentful eyes of Miss Hua Rong, and irresponsibly, he even ignored Yao Jianyu and Gu Qingzhuo.
I'll slip away first. As for what will happen tomorrow, it depends on how you deal with it.
Meng Xing walked on the street with a smile, as if he had seen the extremely resentful eyes of the two of them.
[The mission has been completed, and you will receive a random reward: Agility 1]
As you walk, the system will pop up and trigger options from time to time.
Soon, Meng Xing returned to Yunlai Inn. Sure enough, Liu Shiyun and Xiao Yuluo were not sleeping yet. Meng Xing knocked on Liu Shiyun's room door and found that the two of them were still chatting.
Xiao Yuluo opened the door, stared at Meng Xing, sniffed her nose, and said, "Did you have fun in the brothel? Is there an oiran lady who has thrown herself into your arms?"
Your nose belongs to the dog, right? Meng Xing cursed in his heart, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand, scratched her cute and straight nose, and said: "Of course, with my talent, which court lady would not be tempted? It's just that
I was still pregnant and didn't like to provoke those women, so I sternly refused, so I didn't dare to spend the night in Chunyi Tower, so I came back."
"Don't be so rude to your senior sister. Can you move a girl's nose at will?" Xiao Yuluo said angrily. The smile on her face betrayed her, indicating that she was in a good mood.
Meng Xing said: "Senior sister, how dare you question me, junior brother? I shaved your nose, senior sister, to punish you. In order to find out the evildoer, I sacrificed my innocent reputation."
"Did you find anything?" Xiao Yuluo's attention was suddenly diverted.
"I have discovered something, and I need to verify it." Meng Xing said.
"Come in and tell us more."
Meng Xing came in, closed the door, walked to the table and sat down, and saw Liu Shiyun with a cold temperament next to him, with an expressionless look on his face.
"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?" Meng Xing was a little curious.
"Tell me, have you ever composed poetry in a brothel?" Liu Shiyun said coldly.
"I didn't want to write poetry at first, but two senior brothers wanted to see the oiran's talent show, so they forced me to write a poem. In order not to hurt the feelings between the senior brothers, I reluctantly composed a poem, and then the three of them
I went to have a few cups of tea with the oiran lady." Meng Xing gave a half-truth and half-false explanation, and sold the two senior brothers.
"You actually compose poetry in a place like a brothel with fireworks. It is simply an insult to the sacred poetry." Liu Shiyun scolded.
"??" Meng Xing was confused.
There are so many scholars who go to brothels to write poems. What kind of logic does Senior Sister Liu think that they are insulting the sacred poems?
Could it be that Senior Sister Liu is a bit of a germaphobe emotionally? So she hates brothels, a place with fireworks, and thinks that such noble behavior as reciting poems and composing poems should not occur in brothels?
"Senior sister is saying that the art of poetry is inherently sacred and beautiful and should not appear in a place with fireworks. From now on, junior brother will less likely write poetry in a brothel." Meng Xing followed her wishes and said.
Anyway, as long as I don't let you know about it from now on, you won't know where I did it.
Liu Shiyun's expression softened and he said: "Write out the poems and let me see what poems you have written and see if they are unsightly."
I'm afraid this senior sister is worried that I am writing pornographic poems in a brothel. Am I that kind of person? I have quite a few pornographic poems. Senior sister, do you want to listen? Meng Xing complained in his heart.
However, Meng Xing knew that this senior sister liked poetry, so she did not refuse and wrote it for her.
Liu Shiyun looked at the poem and was immediately shocked. This poem is also a good poem for the ages. Unfortunately, my junior brother did not write it for me, but for the courtesan's wife.
Liu Shiyun felt distressed, why did you write such good poems for the courtesan? If you wrote them for me, wouldn't it destroy the beautiful impression in my heart? I just like the way you write poems for me alone, you
I would be jealous if I wrote it to others.
There were tears in Liu Shiyun's eyes, and she was confiding silently in her heart. She almost couldn't control her emotions and wanted to speak out these inner words.
She said that Meng Xing had insulted the poetry, but she actually meant that Meng Xing had destroyed the beautiful fantasy in her heart.
She didn't want Meng Xing to write poems for others. Even if he wrote poems for Xiao Yuluo, she would be a little jealous.
She just wanted Meng Xing to write poems for her alone, to have this beauty alone, and not to share it with anyone else. It was like the feeling she had when she was a child, when she saw a toy she liked and just wanted to have it alone.
"There is no need to strive for spring, and once everyone is jealous, it will turn into mud and grind into dust, but only the fragrance will remain the same..."
She murmured to herself, feeling that she was like a plum blossom transformed into "beside the broken bridge outside the post office". In the wind and rain, she was also lonely, sad alone, with no intention of competing for spring, and finally turned into dust and mud, leaving her alone.
A bit of fragrance.
The scenes blended together, and the objects were used to describe people. It simply spoke to her heart.
This poem seemed to be written just for her, and she was so moved that she almost shed tears.
She couldn't help turning her face away, pretending to be inadvertent, and wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Junior brother, you wrote this poem very well and it is very touching." Liu Shiyun said quietly.
Can it be bad? This is a poem that has been passed down through the ages. Meng Xingxin said.
Xiao Yuluo also felt that this poem was excellent, but she had a cheerful personality and was a queen-like woman, so naturally she did not have such a sensitive mentality and melancholy.
Xiao Yuluo broke the silence and continued the question, "Junior brother, what did you find in the brothel?"
"I felt a practitioner with a very powerful aura in the brothel. Although that person controlled the aura, I still felt that his cultivation was extraordinary. It is very suspicious for such a person to appear in a brothel." Meng Xing said.
"However, it is also possible that an expert from that sect has appeared there, so we need to investigate carefully to avoid offending people from other sects."
"Then how to check?" Xiao Yuluo asked.
"We'll see tomorrow. If the envoy from the Soul Angel comes back, it will be much easier. Otherwise, we will have to go outside the brothel and keep an eye on it ourselves," Meng Xing said.
After discussing for a while, Meng Xing left and returned to his room.
After a long night of tossing, he couldn't stand it any longer, so he fell into bed and fell asleep.
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The next day, Meng Xing got up refreshed, opened the door, and saw Yao Jianyu and Gu Qingzhuo standing at his door, waiting for him quietly.
"Why are you back?" Meng Xing was startled.
"We came back at midnight last night," Yao Jianyu said.
"You, on the other hand, secretly came back early. Did you say something to Junior Sister Xiao and the others?" Gu Qingzhuo said.
"How did you know I came back early?" Meng Xing asked.
"When I went to the latrine, I met Miss Hua Rong's maid in the corridor. She said that Miss Hua Rong almost cried because of you." Yao Jianyu said.
"You didn't call us when you went back. It's a shame. Fortunately, we were lucky and came back early." Gu Qingzhuo said.
"How can I bother you when you are having fun?" Meng Xing said.
"We have finished our work long ago." Gu Qingzhuo said.
It turned out to be two one-second men. I pity those two girls. By the way, the option triggered by the system last night asked me to comfort the two women. Could it be because of them? This was too fast. Meng
Xing complained in his heart.
"You haven't said yet, why did you come back early?" Yao Jianyu looked cold.
"Do you have a habit of cutting off your sleeves? Don't you like oiran ladies?" Gu Qingzhuo looked at him warily and said.
What the hell do you have a habit of cutting sleeves? You are the only one who has a habit of cutting sleeves. Meng Xing cursed in his heart.