In the courtyard in the west, Hua Yuan'er was lying on the ground, her cheeks slightly red and swollen, and there was a little blood at the corners of her mouth. When she heard Tang Ji's voice, she waved her hand in reply. He waited until Tang Ji and Fang Wei had gone away before turning his head.
He looked at Fang Hou, who was also red and purple: "Have you beaten enough today? I didn't let you."
"Haha, you can't do anything without weapons and techniques!" Fang Hou gasped and closed his eyes tiredly.
After lying like this for about half a quarter of an hour, he continued: "I lived in that small village with my father before, and there were only about a hundred people in total. Before you came, they loved me, loved me, respected me, and feared me.
I, but since you came, you have been overpowering me in studying, literacy, practicing martial arts, hunting... As time goes by, you have become someone they praise. Some even say that the leader of the village is
A parent and a son are not as good as an adopted son. Later, others would call you Hua Ye. As for me, the son of the village owner, it sounds like I have a lot of status, but I know that in the eyes of everyone, I am just not as good as you, so I want to surpass
You want to prove to everyone that I am no worse than you!"
After hearing his words, Hua Yuan'er couldn't help laughing.
Fang Hou opened his eyes and looked at him: "Why are you laughing?"
Hua Yuan'er put his hands behind his head and said calmly: "Remembering what Brother Tang said to me yesterday, yes, my appearance took away a lot of things from you, but it is precisely because of my appearance that you have
Now you have too many good days, maybe you will really become a good-for-nothing young master!"
"Bah, that guy surnamed Tang doesn't look like a good guy. And you, stop putting money on yourself. I will definitely be better off without you!" Fang Hou retorted with a cold snort, and suddenly recalled
From the scene where the two of them were playing around together when they were young, and then had conflicts later, and found a place to have a fight when they had nothing to do, he glanced at Hua Yuan'er with his peripheral vision, and then said: "Are you satisfied today? I was beaten like this by the young master.
Do you need me to help you apply medicine and bandage?"
Hua Yuan'er raised her hand and touched the wound at the corner of her mouth, then gasped, then casually shook her head: "It's a small injury, it will be fine in two days."
Hearing this, Fang Hou turned his head and snorted: "Tch, there's no need to forget it. Then don't cry in front of dad again in two days and say that I bullied you, or I'll beat you up!"
For a moment, Hua Yuan'er froze on the spot, suddenly remembering that Fang Hou was beaten to tears by him when they fought for the first time, so he ran to his adoptive father to complain. Later, the two fought for the second time, and Fang Hou was still pushed to the ground by him.
, he kindly proposed to bandage his wounds, but was rejected, and then he said exactly the same thing as before.
He couldn't help but realize something, smiled lightly, climbed up on the ground, and stretched out his hand to Fang Hou: "But because you are still sincere, I reluctantly agreed!"
Fang Hou turned his head, raised his eyes and looked down at him, sneered, and then stretched out his hand. After being pulled up by Hua Yuan'er, he patted the dust on his butt and raised his head arrogantly:
"I am the young master!"
"Yes, yes, young master crybaby!" Hua Yuan'er responded.
Fang Hou clenched his fist again: "Hua Yuan'er, believe it or not, I will beat you again!"
Hua Yuan'er waved her hand: "Forget it, forget it, I really have no energy today!"
In this way, the two of them walked towards the arch in the distance one after another, just like when they were children. Although there were many scars on their bodies and the clothes on their backs were stained with thick dust, they both knew that between them
The estrangement between them has been resolved.
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Because someone attacked Ma Mansion at night three days ago and killed the county magistrate's son, the atmosphere in Yanshui County has been extremely depressed these two days. The streets are full of officers and soldiers with knives. People are afraid to go out. Most streets
Shangdu was deserted, and the city was completely silent.
Of course, the wealthy areas in the city were not affected, among which the brothels were the most lively.
Zuixian Pavilion can develop into the most prosperous brothel in Yanshui City not only because of the background of the shopkeeper behind it, but also because of the good internal environment and the good work of the girls. Even though the city is so chaotic, there are still so many customers visiting every day.
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The interior of Zuixian Pavilion is very spacious and beautifully decorated. It is divided into two floors. There is a stage in the center. Dancers in fringe costumes are dancing to the music, making the eyes of the guests sitting around them widen.
, those who can’t bear it will touch the girl accompanying them with a silly smile on their face.
There are many girls waiting at the gate to welcome guests. They will swarm up when they encounter a good-looking young man, but in most cases they will be turned away by wretched middle-aged men.
There is a staircase on each side that leads to the second floor.
The upper floor is divided into two large areas. One half is a room. From time to time there is the sound of some kind of intense discussion, which makes people want to be intoxicated. The other half of the room has a bleacher in front of it for those who want to watch the dance but don't know.
I don’t want to squeeze in the VIPs below.
At this time, there was a middle-aged man in black sitting cross-legged on the sofa, holding a beautiful young girl with one arm. The one lying on his lap was even more beautiful. As for the two people massaging behind him and
The person pouring wine in front was a little worse, but he didn't care. His eyes were focused on the dancer below, and his hands were wandering on the body of the woman next to him. When he saw the dancer below dancing to the exciting part, he also
They will pinch their monsters excitedly: "Beautiful, so beautiful!"
The two girls' faces changed in pain, but considering that this man had given too much, and that although he was middle-aged, his face was prettier than most young men, they did not dare to resist.
And talk a lot.
After a long time, the woman lying on Shura's lap saw that he had not moved yet, so she pulled off the gauze on her shoulders, revealing her snow-white collarbone.
However, under such temptation, the other party has not responded yet. She can't help but wonder if the other party is not good enough. But thinking about accompanying those elderly men every day, it is rare to meet such a temperamental middle-aged man, so she wants to
Keep trying, and after thinking for a while, you stretched out your hand and touched his thigh.
Just when she was about to succeed, Shura grabbed her wrist: "Xiao Wanwan, what do you want to do?"
Hearing this, the woman stretched out her hand to caress his chest and licked her lips: "Sir, it's getting late and just watching the dance is boring. Why don't I accompany you to the room? The job in the slave's house is not bad, how about it?"
"
After saying that, she winked at Shura again.
"Hahaha, the little fox wants to be fed so quickly?" Shura raised his hand and pinched her face, raised the wine glass on the table, drank a sip of the wine, but then focused his gaze again
Go to the dancer downstairs.
At this moment, a young man also wearing black clothes walked over. Without any expression on his face, he raised his hands and saluted: "Master!"
Immediately, Shura withdrew his gaze and glanced at the other party: "What's the matter?"
"I have your letter," the man in black replied.
Hearing this, Shura put away the playful smile on his face and calmly ordered: "You should step back first."
After hearing what he said, the women were a little dazed. This man threw away hundreds of taels of silver and ordered a few of them, just to let them accompany him for drinks?
However, despite their doubts, they quickly stood up and retreated.
Liu Yiwan was a little angry. She snorted and left straight away, complaining: "Huh, if you can't do it, just tell me earlier. It's a waste of my time!"
After waiting for the other people to leave, the man in black showed a look of solemnity in his eyes, bowed slightly, and asked seriously: "Master, that woman is disrespectful to you, do you need to get rid of her?"
"No, the Lord of the Palace has ordered you not to kill innocent people indiscriminately except for necessary tasks, let alone a brothel girl like this who has no power to restrain a chicken. Don't even think about harming me!" Shura shook his head and fell back.
He took a glass of wine and drank it, and then asked: "Who can trust this message this time?"
"The Master of the Qi Report Hall is Mr. Zuo Shi." The man in black responded, then took out the waxy yellow envelope from his sleeve and handed it over with both hands.
Shura didn't think much about it. He quickly took the envelope, tore it open violently, unfolded the letter and began to read it. After reading it once, he thought he was dazzled, so he read it carefully again, and then exclaimed: "No, she
Is this because love breeds hatred and you want to kill that brat?"