Chapter 103 Xu Yun moved Zhao Ji to ask for a monthly ticket in the last three hours
Chapter 103 Xuyun moves Zhao Ji (last three hours, please vote)
The morning sun flooded through the Jinghua Garden. This gorgeous flower that bloomed at night in Xianyang City was completely dead at this time. Even the early morning sun could not make it more alive. Until noon, the flowers bloomed one after another.
Only then did the closed door open, and the hungover and overdrafted people walked out of the room with weak steps and handed bags of coins into the hands of the maid.
"Oops, didn't that boy Yang Ming escape secretly? I had promised him a treat before." Wei Yu rubbed his old waist that seemed to be falling apart, and the sluggishness in his expression suddenly disappeared.
"What are you talking about? How can I still ask for your money here?" Yun Niang rolled her eyes at Wei Yu, becoming increasingly helpless towards her old friend.
"You don't need my money, but you can't give me the part you paid to Jinghuayuan. If this kid really escapes, I will definitely give him some shoes to let him know what Shangguan means to him."
What?" Wei Wei puffed his beard and glared.
In a place like Jinghua Garden, most of the income belongs to Jinghua Garden, and only a small part will fall into the hands of female prostitutes. Yun Niang may not want Wei Yu's money, but Jinghua Garden will.
, if Wei Yu really doesn't pay, then Yun Niang will have to use her own money to fill in Jinghuayuan's accounts.
"Mr. Wei, your account was settled last night." The maid said from the side.
"Is it settled? Is it Yang Ming's?" Wei Wei asked.
"No, it's Miss Li Wu." The maid said with a strange look on her face.
Who is Li Wu? The most popular oiran in Jinghua Garden nowadays, such a woman would take the initiative to pay for other men. This kind of thing seems so strange no matter how it seems.
At the same time, it was not just the maid who felt strange, but Wei Yu and Yun Niang also had strange looks on their faces.
"I have always been worried that I would overestimate Yang Ming, which would lead to wrong judgments, but I never thought that I still underestimated him." After being stunned for a long time, Wei Wei uttered such a sentence.
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Yang Ming, who Wei Wei underestimated, was walking with Ying Ge on a street at the intersection of the north and south of Xianyang City. They had just seen a small courtyard.
Although housing prices in this era are not that magical, in places like Xianyang, their prices are still not low.
"Master, how is that courtyard?" Ying Ge, who was following Yang Ming closely, asked.
"It's not bad, but I won't use it if I buy it." Yang Ming recalled the small courtyard he had just seen.
"Master, is there anything you are dissatisfied with? If so, I can look for something else." Yingge said. Yang Ming's answer could only make her think of this possibility.
"No, it's just not cost-effective to buy. It's better to rent."
"Rent?" Ying Ge was stunned.
"Yes, we won't be able to live here for too long. It would be too much of a loss to buy it. Renting is just right," Yang Ming said.
"We won't be here for long. Doesn't it mean that the master wants to leave Xianyang?" Ying Ge hesitated.
"Is your brain not working well because you didn't sleep well last night? Who said I wanted to leave Xianyang." Yang Ming slapped Ying Ge on the forehead and said.
"I slept very well last night, how could I not be smart?" Ying Ge covered his forehead, with a bit more anger in his expression.
"Your master, I will soon be able to establish a foothold in Xianyang. By then, I will have a big mansion. So now, your master, what do I need to do with a small courtyard like this?" Yang Ming said, with a look of leisurely thinking.
color.
"A big mansion? How big is it?" After a night of tossing and turning, something seemed to be changing in Yingge's body.
"At least a mansion as big as eight hundred Yingge should be able to support eight hundred people." Yang Ming said without looking back, leaving Yingge stunned in place.
Can it support a mansion as big as eight hundred Ying Ge?
How big is such a mansion?
No, the question I should be concerned about now shouldn't be this. Why do you need to feed eight hundred parrot songs? How can there be so many parrot songs in the world? Besides, who asked you to feed them? I obviously have contributed, but I'm not
Eating white food.
When Ying Ge reorganized his thoughts from the chaos, he found that Yang Ming had already walked a long way.
The next day, Ganquan Palace.
A new day begins with the rising sun and full moon. When Yang Ming walked into Qilin Pavilion in the early morning sunshine, he immediately saw Wei Yu who was flipping bamboo slips randomly.
This old guy seems to be older than he was two days ago. Of course, maybe he's just mentally weak.
"Boy, what's that look in your face?" Wei Wei saw Yang Ming's strange expression at a glance. Knowing why Yang Ming showed such an expression, Wei Wei decided to strike first, so as not to be passive later.
"It's nothing, I can only say that I admire you." Yang Ming said.
"By the way, how are your martial arts skills?" Wei Yu thought of business and was no longer ready to talk nonsense with Yang Ming.
"It's not bad." Yang Ming said.
"How can this be done?"
"Meng Tian, sir, you know him." Yang Ming thought, wondering how many Meng Tian he could fight? Would ten be too many? But five should be fine, right?
"I asked you how your martial arts is, and why it got involved with that boy from the Meng family again. Don't get me confused. This matter is very important." Wei Yu said seriously.
Although he wants to pave a way for his children, not just anyone is worthy of his heavy investment. Although Yang Ming is still qualified in terms of character, he wants to become the imperial guard captain of Ganquan Palace, and his martial arts skills are also difficult.
Very important.
"You may not believe me when I talk about how powerful my martial arts is, but you may not believe it. I am trying to use a more intuitive standard to convince you, right?" Yang Ming said innocently.
"Intuitive standard, Meng Tian is the standard you mentioned?" Wei Yu said in astonishment.
He found that Yang Ming seemed to be somewhat inconsistent with his observations during this period.
Could it be that his judgment was wrong? Wei Wei couldn't help but have such doubts.
"Yes, I can almost defeat three Meng Tian." Yang Ming thought for a while and felt that Meng Tian was not bad, so he decided to save some face for him.
Finally, Yang Ming added: "The thing I said can beat three Mengtian is without being injured."
"What's your mouth?" Wei Wei pointed at Yang Ming and didn't know what to say for a moment.
After a long time, Wei Wei said: "Hearing is false, seeing is believing. You said you can beat three Mengtian? Just so, I can also beat three of him, without getting hurt. How about, shall we?"
Practice your skills and let me see your strengths and weaknesses."
"Isn't this better? Sir, you probably haven't recovered yet. Besides, you are already so old. If there is any bump in the road, I really can't explain it." Yang Ming was confused.
"Boy, what are you afraid of?" Wei Wei asked.
"Well, I have a good way here, which can not only avoid confrontation, but also let you see my true and false." Yang Ming said.
"Tell me about it." Wei Yu said with his hands in front of him, looking like an old fox.
"I have a set of palm skills, and I would like to ask you to review them," Yang Ming said.
"Let's get started." Wei Wei stepped back two steps.
In Wei Wei's sight, Yang Ming gathered his hands in front of him, and a vague aura gradually diffused from his body, and the vague aura gradually took on its true form.
Release the inner breath to the outside? Gather the energy to take shape? Has this kid's martial arts been cultivated to this level? Wei Wei's expression at this time was already more solemn. It was just the hand shown by Yang Ming. He said that his martial arts was in Meng Tian's hands.
The above is not a lie.
Thinking of this, Wei Wei cheered up and his eyes completely froze on Yang Ming.
In his sight, Yang Ming suddenly started to use his palm skills. The movements of his palms matched the pace of ghosts. Black luck gathered in his palms, like clouds in the sky and water on the ground. Although it was not fast,
But it coincides with the rhythm of nature, giving people a natural feeling.
Under this kind of palm technique, if you lose one move, your life will end. Wei Yu secretly thought.
The next moment, Yang Ming's palm movements suddenly changed, and the standard cloak belonging to the imperial guard behind him shook and turned into a black cloud. As Yang Ming's body movements moved, Wei Wei found that he couldn't see Yang clearly.
There is such a perfect integration between Ming's figure, cloak and movement.
In Wei Yu's sight, Yang Ming's figure had disappeared, and all he could see was a fast-moving cloud.
Suddenly, Yang Ming's palm movements changed again, and the rolling clouds quickly gathered towards the palm. One after another palm prints struck into the void, and the ripples formed by the clouds spread. Obviously, under the attack as fast as lightning,
, it is a force that can crack open monuments and crack stones.
Where did he learn such a palm technique, and it seems to be a complete set of stunts? Even among hundreds of schools, this is considered a top trick. Two old guys, Wang Yan and Meng Ao, know his strength.
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Wei Wei had almost stopped breathing at this time. Suddenly, the clouds gathered in Yang Ming's palms rose into the sky, and the sky seemed like dark clouds covering the sun. Heaven and man were in harmony, and humans took advantage of the power of God, making Wei Wei subconsciously take two steps back.
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"What kind of monster is this kid? With such martial arts, it is no problem to fight three Meng Tian or ten. I almost got tricked by this kid. If I really fight him, whether I can survive thirty moves is a question.
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In Wei Wei's sight, the clouds spread all over the sky, covering Yang Ming's body three feet away. Under the black clouds, it was difficult to change the reality from reality.
"This, I can't withstand thirty moves, ten moves at most." Wei Yu said solemnly.
At this moment, a figure suddenly broke in from the outside and broke into the clouds. Sword energy shot out, cutting open the invisible clouds.
Wei Wei subconsciously stepped forward to help, but his eyes were fixed in front of him. At the entrance of the courtyard where Qilin Pavilion was located, a group of people had already appeared.
Surrounded by armored soldiers, dozens of maids were surrounding a woman.
She looks like she is only in her twenties, but her real age must be over thirty, because she has a charm that only mature women have, which is the accumulation of time.
She is tall and plump, and the large palace clothes on her body are fully stretched out. If she wants to cover up her overly proud figure with clothes like Concubine Yan, it is obviously impossible.
Fortunately, she had no such intention. She was dressed in a deep red palace dress, decorated with gold silk black bird cloud patterns.
It can be seen from this that she must be a person who is extremely confident in her beauty, because if she had even a little bit of guilt about it, she would not choose such gorgeous and luxurious clothes, because if she were not an extremely beautiful woman,
Wearing such clothes is not that the clothes decorate the person, but that the clothes bully the person. They are just reproducing Dong Shi's jokes.
In fact, her beauty is indeed worthy of her confidence. Her facial features are extremely beautiful, her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, her lips, her jaw, her ears, her
Neck, everything is extremely beautiful.
Any woman who can own even one of these can thank her parents for being so lucky and making her a beautiful person. She no longer has to worry about her color not being as good as others, but she has almost every woman in the world.
It's hard to be lucky enough to have them all, because she has them all at the same time.
She combines everything perfectly in one place to form the most beautiful lines in the world.
Her makeup is equally special. The maids around her all apply makeup and powder to make themselves extremely beautiful. However, there are no traces of excessive makeup on her face. All she has is a light smear of cinnabar on her red lips, because she has no trace of makeup at all.
There is no need to use makeup to decorate yourself.
If the mother of Xue Nu, who will become the Queen of King Zhao in the future, still needs to deliberately use her every smile and every move to show her grace, then as long as this woman stands there, even if she does nothing, it will be difficult for people to
Control yourself and immerse yourself in her charm.
Empress Dowager Zhao? The moment he saw this woman, a name could not help but appear in Wei Wei's mind. The next moment, he was about to step forward to salute, but was stopped by the woman's wave of his hand.
She was seen holding one hand on the round and soft forearm of a palace maid next to her. A pair of narrow and charming phoenix eyes were watching the confrontation between sword energy and cloud energy with great interest. The curiosity revealed in that moment made her body full of curiosity.
There has been a subtle change in the charm. This change is not good or bad, but it is wonderful.
After reacting, Wei Wei couldn't help but worry. Who was the one who took action? That sword energy that can cut through gold and jade, as if it were indestructible, must be a top master responsible for the safety of Queen Mother Zhao. Yang Ming's martial arts is certainly good, but in this situation
Can he withstand the enemy?
In Wei Wei's sight, the cloud that enveloped Yang Ming had been completely broken open, and under the sharp sword aura, Yang Ming's figure appeared inside.
After all, he is still young, and martial arts requires time to accumulate. Wei Yu couldn't help but feel a cold sweat for Yang Ming when he thought about it.
In Wei Wei's sight, Yang Ming suddenly retracted his palms and turned to use his legs to meet the enemy. His legs were like wind control, and his offensive was like thunder. The powerful shadows of his legs shook away the sword energy, but he
People are constantly retreating.
"Hurry up and admit defeat. What can you do now?" Wei Yu subconsciously took a step.
Sorry, it's a little late, but this is a big chapter!