Chapter 68
Zhang Ji came to Guo Si's mansion and reported the relevant situation.

Guo Si didn't get angry at all, he just scolded Han Yang a few times, then comforted Zhang Ji a few words, and then told him to retreat.

After all, now is the time when people are being employed. It is not worth killing a general like Zhang Ji for such a trivial matter.

Zhang Ji didn't say much, and went to Dongdaying after paying his respects.

Now, he no longer has any military power, and what awaits him will be a long dark road, but so what, at least he is still alive.

In the following days, the city suddenly became quiet, and neither the West Daying nor the East Daying had any movement.

Han Yang didn't continue to toss about. He just practiced kung fu, shot archery, and wandered around every day. There were no entertainment facilities in ancient times.

On this day, Han Yang came to the training ground to compare arrows with Huang Zhong as usual, and he has gradually become proficient in using spiral arrows.

Whoosh, the two arrows hit the target at the same time, passed through the target, and punched a deep hole in the wall behind.

Huang Zhong always placed a lot of stone walls behind the archery targets in the training ground, just because he was afraid that the arrows would be too powerful and accidentally injure the soldiers on the side.

"Zhong Ping, you are progressing very fast. This second type of spiral arrow is almost complete."

Han Yang laughed out loud when he heard this, and he would still like to thank Huang Lao when he said this.

The two took a break, changed their clothes, and prepared to go out for a stroll in the afternoon.

Now that the weather has gradually entered the late autumn season, logically speaking, there should be fewer people on the street, but today I didn't expect that the number of people would not decrease but increase, which is a bit abnormal.

The further you go to the front, the more people there are in front of you. There are so many people that you can't squeeze through.

Han Yang was very curious, so he asked an old man next to him who was usually a storyteller.

The old man didn't know Han Yang, so he felt very strange, and said that Han Yang was not from Luoyang City.

Huang Zhong was a little angry that he didn't even know General Han, but Han Yang stopped him.

"Old man, what's going on? We usually train in the barracks, and we haven't heard any outside news."

When the old man heard that he was a military master, he didn't think it was strange at once. The military camp has always been very strict, and soldiers are rarely given the opportunity to go out. It is normal not to know these things.

The old man then began to introduce it.

"A while ago, our Nuanxiang Pavilion produced a beautiful and beautiful girl. She is [-] years old, her skin is like creamy fat, her jade fingers are like green onions, and her smile is alluring."

"I haven't seen this aunt yet, I only know that this girl's name is Xiaochan."

Today is the annual Oiran Competition held by Nuanxiang Pavilion. All the famous girls in Luoyang City will come to participate in the selection. No.1 will win the title of Oiran.

"Nuanxiang Pavilion, the name sounds nice."

Huang Zhong saw that Han Yang didn't understand these things, and explained: "This Nuanxiang Pavilion sounds like a cultured place, but in fact, it is an official court brothel."

"Although it's a show without selling your body, but if you think about it, if some high-ranking official and dignified son goes there, you can easily catch any girl you want to sleep with!"

Hearing this, Han Yang became interested. In his previous life, he had always yearned for the brothels described in ancient times, but he didn't mean that he wanted to spend money and money in them, but was just curious about them.

Now that they were all here, Han Yang didn't say much, and squeezed inside with Huang Zhong until they reached the front.

In the middle there is a high platform 10 meters by 10 meters wide, surrounded by a circle of flowers.

At this moment, there are several good-looking women dancing on it non-stop, neat movements, accompanied by music, not nervous.

At first glance, she has received special training, and she should undoubtedly be a woman from Nuanxiang Pavilion.

After the dance was over, all the girls bowed deeply, and then stepped back slowly. Their light steps attracted the attention of many people.

Upstairs came out a beautiful woman in her 30s, with exquisite makeup and red lips like fire. She must have been famous in Luoyang City when she was young.

"My lords, today, in our Nuanxiang Pavilion, we are holding an oiran contest every 10 years. They are all the first-class beauties in Luoyang City, and this concubine is the oiran of the previous session. Now I announce that the annual The oiran competition has officially begun."

The four women stepped onto the center of the stage gracefully, codenamed plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum from left to right.

Mei, dressed in white, is extremely aloof and cold as ice, but her figure and face are unparalleled in the world, attracting everyone's desire to conquer.

Lan, gentle and tactful, sweet and touching, just like the young lady next door.

Bamboo, light green clothes, green and green, tall and straight figure, a woman who emerges from the mud without staining.

Chrysanthemum, with a hint of sadness in the corner of her brow, smiled very kindly.It seems that he is about to have this stunning person, as if when you are about to approach, he will keep you away thousands of miles away.

The four women each have their own strengths and characteristics, and the crowd below kept clamoring and whistling, as if they had already got the chance for these four women to have a kiss.

Han Yang looked at it, and found it quite interesting. The four of them seemed to know some charm skills, but unfortunately they didn't practice enough, so they didn't touch Han Yang.

On the contrary, the proprietress, although she is past her best age, is still beautiful and charming, as if every gesture has infinite charm and captivates the soul.

Huang Zhong looked at Han Yang for no response, but felt relieved, endured it for a long time, and finally choked out what he wanted to say.

"Zhongping, be careful with that proprietress."

Han Yang looked at Huang Zhong, a little surprised. Could it be that Mr. Huang and that mature woman had an indescribable past? !

Huang Zhong shared a happy secret 10 years ago. Ten years ago, a stunning woman appeared in Luoyang City and held a martial arts competition. Whoever can win No.1 will win her.

From all over Kyushu, people came in an endless stream, and finally one person, who debated the crowd, finally won the championship.

Just when everyone thought he could embrace a beautiful woman, he died unexpectedly on the wedding night, and the murderer was precisely that woman.

After Han Yang heard this story, he was a little stunned and suddenly realized.

"You mean? The proprietress is the same woman from back then?"

Huang Zhong shook his head.I don't know what this shaking of the head means.

Han Yang raised his head and looked at the coquettish proprietress upstairs. There seemed to be countless secrets hidden in those eyes, which he couldn't see through.

Looking away from the corner of the eye, Han Yang saw Guo Si again in the crowd.He's here too, who's that next to him?

This person has never been seen before, could it be, Li Jue?

(End of this chapter)

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