Master Meng took the silk scarf handed over by Xiao Wuzi. It was smooth and smooth, worthy of being a woman's thing, and had a unique taste to the touch. The pink silk scarf was embroidered with two mandarin ducks playing in the water, with a line of small script below.
"The fragrance of spring candles disappears in the Yuyan Tower, and the branches are hung with red makeup every day!"
Two little poems in the boudoir, like a stream hitting a stone, jingled in Meng Xinghe's heart. The elegant calligraphy, and the fragrance of ink has not dissipated, seems to have been written not long ago. Meng Xinghe is not too bad at poetry, and he immediately understood it after looking at it.
, actually put the silk scarf into his arms.
I didn’t expect that little girl Shi Yu could actually play acrostic poetry! Meng Xinghe burst into laughter and said, “Brother Chai, are you in the mood to visit a brothel today?”
Yes! Of course there is! I am in a mood every day! Master Chai immediately joined Meng Xinghe's team. When it comes to visiting the brothel, Master Chai is Meng Xinghe's mentor, so he is naturally in a great mood.
The two of them got along as soon as they were frightened. They walked out of the county school in a hurry and went straight to the "Chunxiang Tower" where the "gun" battle was based. Both of them were VIPs in Chunxiang Tower, and there were countless vulgar fans like them when they arrived.
Crazy bees and butterflies pounced on them, trying to sell themselves out. Since having the experience of visiting a brothel for the first time, Meng Xinghe has already turned from a rookie to a god-level prostitute. He insists on not taking advantage of the benefits that come to his door.
Based on the principle, you can immediately swim in the ocean trench with huge "waves" and enjoy the treatment of mining the best white jade.
"Well~ Mr. Meng, how good are you!" A lady in the flesh service industry said coquettishly, and her body was already stuck to Meng Xinghe like brown candy. Mr. Meng smiled evilly: "Man
It's not bad, women don't love it!" As he spoke, Meng Xinghe's big hands slowly moved from top to bottom, from fast to slow, and began to play the piano by himself.
The woman who was being fiddled with by him felt hot all over, and she almost seemed to be hanging on Master Meng as if she was at her mercy. Master Meng stopped what he was doing, took out a silver coin from his arms, and stuffed it into the woman's chest.
Inside, he said: "Ruhua, where did Miss Shi Yu go?"
"Haha!" The butcher named Ruhua smiled professionally. "Mr. Meng is really greedy. With Ruhua by his side, what else do you want Miss Shi Yu to do?" It must be that Master Meng didn't give enough money, so
Ruhua was jealous! Master Meng was very generous. He took out another ingot of silver from his body, stuffed it into Ruhua's chest, and said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that the silver will squeeze your breasts?"
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" Ruhua shook her chest. If it weren't for her pretty face, Master Meng would have vomited. Ruhua got enough money and said with a satisfied smile, "Mr. Meng would like to see Sister Shi Yu very soon."
Difficult. But Mr. Meng is not without a chance."
Ruhua pointed at a couplet hanging high in Chunxiang Tower and said: "In a few days, the imperial examination will be held. The three provincial examiners who will preside over the examination have arrived in Taoyuan County today. Magistrate Ma specially came to the backyard of Chunxiang Tower
A banquet was held in honor of three adults, and Miss Shi Yu was invited to play the harp to add to the fun. If Mr. Meng wants to see her, he must match this couplet before he can enter."
My day! Do you still want to couplets? In the poem that Miss Shi Yu gave to Meng Xinghe, the imperial examination had long been hidden. Meng Xinghe saw the hidden message in it and knew that Miss Shi Yu had good intentions, so he came to Chunxiang Tower.
Take a look, so as not to disappoint the beauty.
Now that a couplet blocked Meng Xinghe's path, he was naturally not happy. Looking at the couplet from the corner of his eye, he actually saw Ma Wencai walking proudly to the backyard. Zhao Haoran was also shaking a folding fan, dressed in a dignified manner.
Sanyao walked in dignifiedly.
The appearance of these two people undoubtedly damaged Meng Xinghe's self-confidence. Damn it, why can they go in openly, but I have to match the couplet before I can go in? Meng Xinghe looked unconvinced and pulled up Mr. Chai next to him.
, walked straight to the only passage in the backyard.
"Stop!" Seeing Meng Xinghe charging towards him with murderous intent, two guards with swords immediately stopped Meng Xinghe. "Sir, please respect yourself. Master Ma is entertaining three adults inside. If you want to force your way in, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword."
The cold words were like a knife piercing Meng Xinghe's heart. He wanted to refute why Zhao Haoran and Marvin could go in, but why couldn't I. But he heard a humble voice inside: "Brother Meng, are you here too?" The voice was humble.
, quite like a scholar, Zhao Haoran walked out from inside while shaking his folding fan.
"Master Zhao!" the guard greeted politely.
Zhao Haoran was a well-known scholar in Taoyuan, so the guards were naturally very polite to him. When he saw Meng Xinghe being held at knifepoint by the guards, he immediately knew the reason and apologized with a smile, "Two eldest brothers, Mr. Meng and Mr. Chai are my good friends. Can you please be accommodating?"
Let them in." Out of good intentions, Zhao Haoran originally wanted to rescue Meng Xinghe, but he didn't know that another shouting voice came from inside: "Are you blind? Mr. Hua Liu dared to let them in without permission. How many heads do you have?
Enough to cut?"
Ma Wencai's arrogance is really everywhere. Tonight, his father is hosting a banquet for the three examiners. Of course, he has to perform well in front of the examiners, so he has a greater chance of winning the provincial examination. He had already walked to the backyard, who knew Meng Meng
Xinghe, the God of Plague who stepped on him at every step, followed, and Ma Wencai, both private and public, tried to stop Meng Xinghe from entering.
The two guards originally thought that for Zhao Haoran's sake, it would not be a problem to let Meng Xinghe in. But now that the county magistrate's son is sitting here, they don't even dare to express their anger. They shrink their heads and swear not to let Meng Xinghe in.
"Ma Wencai, I'll fuck your mother!" Chai Shao gestured to Ma Wencai with his middle finger and cursed. Meng Xinghe was his brother, and when Ma Wencai bullied his brother, he was bullying himself. He felt so bad that he could only insult Ma Wencai.
Only my mother can relieve my hatred.
Ma Wencai was greeted by Young Master Chai when he greeted his mother, and his anger suddenly welled up. But he was a scholar and was not as rude as Young Master Chai. He shook his folding fan vigorously and said, "Who do you think you are? Believe it or not, I asked someone to seal your shop.
Are you going to make it impossible for the Chai family to do business in Taoyuan?"
"If you have the guts, why don't you go and seal it?" Mr. Chai pushed up his sleeves and exposed the veins in his arms. If the guards hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed forward and beat Ma Wencai to the ground. His mother didn't even recognize him.
"Brother Chai! Calm down!" Meng Xinghe used his strength to hold back the angry Young Master Chai. Ma Wencai, you are a bitch, I won't trample you to death. I don't believe Meng. "Meng Ri: A dog bites me, but I won't.
Bite the dog. The only way to treat a child with this kind of intelligent synthesis is to brainwash him."
At that time, Meng Xinghe's eyes trembled, and fierce lights erupted, pointing at Ma Wencai's head, and said angrily: "Ma Wencai, as long as I am here tonight, you will be trampled to death everywhere!"
While talking, Meng Xinghe walked to the couplet and read the first couplet in less than three seconds.
"Confucius taught the sages, Zengzi, Zisi, Mencius, and all the disciples to listen to the Analects of Confucius."
Meng Xinghe was quick in thinking and without any hesitation, he resolutely picked up the brush beside him and added the second couplet.