Advise Qingshan

Shangshan Gate in the capital is a small gate on the corner of the capital, facing the royal temple, there are pilgrims coming to worship the Buddha during the day, and it is completely deserted at night. The children also went back to the room one after another. The guard who guarded the door yawned and was about to lock it, but found that he couldn't push it in.

"Damn it." Wang Hu cursed. Recently, Chen Kezhen encountered a rebellion, and the access to the capital was very strict. He spent a whole day investigating, and it was time for him to be tired.

"Fourth, look at what is blocking the door, why can't I close it."

"Okay." The fourth child put the thing down, looked behind him, and couldn't help but yelled, "It's a finger."

The fingers were slender and thin, the skin was covered with bones, and the skin was pale. It seemed that the owner's body was not in good condition.There are thick calluses on the fingertips, like someone who often plays the piano or plays with pen and ink.

Seeing it, the fourth child guessed that a scholar from a poor family had been locked out, so he opened the door, and reprimanded dissatisfiedly, "I don't know when the door is closed at Xushi. It's going to be a curfew. I'm coming home late at this hour. I'm not afraid that Feilongwei will invite you." Go to cold prison..."

But when he raised his eyes, he swallowed the words in his throat.

He was a slender young man with a sickly face and a complexion as white as gold paper, with the appearance of a consumptive ghost who was dying.However, although he was terribly thin, his face was still extremely good-looking, his eyes drooped slightly, and he said, "I'm sorry."

Both Lao Si and Wang Hu were embarrassed to embarrass a sick ghost, so they let him in, only then did they see that he was still leading a boy.

The boy was not very old, with his head bowed down, and his clothes were of excellent material, but there were several bruises on his exposed arms, as if he had been beaten out.

The fourth child took a look at the boy and reminded him, "Your child? The arrests in the city are strict now, so watch out. Go home and stop wandering on the street."

The man nodded slightly to him, then squatted down, and stretched out his hand to the boy: "Are you tired? Do you want to hug?"

Wang Hu and the fourth child stood aside, and the fourth child leaned under Wang Hu's ear, wondering, "The child is injured all over, it looks like he didn't hit him?"

Wang Hu clicked his tongue, "Are you a man? If you're acting outside, you'll know when you're at home."

The boy seemed a little stupid, and was hugged by the man holding his butt in a daze. ''

Wang Hu chased people away, "Let's go, let's go, the door is closed, the door is closed."

He turned around and closed the city gate tightly. Before he could check it, there was a sudden sound of horses from the front street.The fourth child's expression changed, and the knife was in front of him, "Riding horses with others, there is a curfew, and everyone is not allowed to ride horses!"

The man on the horse, as if he had never heard of it, rushed straight in front of them. Wang Hu and the two saw the man wearing a golden head and red satin clothes by the candlelight, and quickly put down the knife and knelt on the ground: "King Ji grown ups."

Qing Wan neatly turned down from the horse, lifted her robe and knelt down straight to the man, respectfully said: "See teacher."

The man smiled and nodded: "Excuse me."

It was also the first time Qing Wan saw the boy he was holding, she immediately stretched out her hand, and said with a smile: "Whose child? The teacher is tired, let me hug her."

However, Qing Wan's fingers were still half a foot away from the boy, and the man lightly avoided it, saying, "No, I will do it myself, don't touch this child, and don't touch me now."

He smiled and instructed softly: "Wanwan, remember, if any finger touches, you will cut off that one."

Qing Wan bowed her head respectfully. "yes"

He casually handed over the reins of the horse to the fourth child, half a step behind the man, seemingly unaffected by the words just now, and said with a smile, "Why did the teacher come over suddenly?"

"I'm going to see a play." The man said, "On the day of Frost's Descent, there was the best play in the capital for 3000 years."

Qing Wan didn't dare to say much, she just smiled: "I wish you a happy teacher."

Beside Yongji Canal, Guan Guan didn't want to talk too much with Ye Zhuo, so he repeated his old trick, grabbed Ye Zhuo by the collar and walked towards Yichun Hall.

Ye Zhuo was staggered by him, hurriedly protected his precarious clothes, and said repeatedly: "Let go, let me go."

After Wanwan let go of his hand, Ye Zhu struggled to death: "No, Guanwan, there are countless in the world, my Mr. Chun Xue, your father is going to kneel down for you, do you really want to go back?"

The waiter nodded: "Yeah."

Ye Zhuo mentally scolded this unworthy descendant eight hundred times, and forced a smile on his face: "The question is, do you really know the consequences of being auctioned in a brothel? There will be all kinds of fat heads, big ears, messy people oppressing you You are like that."

Guanwan stopped in his tracks and looked back with clear eyes: "Suppressing this and that? How about this and that?"

Xianjun managed to avoid choking on his own saliva.

He smashed the pot, put his hand into his arms, and said in his heart, "Forget it, anyway, I can still draw talismans, at worst I can hit a sleeping talisman..."

Ye Zhuo's hands trembled slightly.

——The box of rouge is gone.

Presumably it was because the waitress was too violent when he mentioned him, and his clothes were torn, coupled with the impact of the water, he slipped down from nowhere.

Taling couldn't stand it anymore, he was worried: "Xianjun, you can't run away, why don't we get a weapon, and you take the benefactor into the room and knock him out?"

Ye Zhuo froze his face: "What weapons can we get at this time?"

Ta Ling pointed to the nearby noodle shop with a guilty conscience: "...well, rolling, rolling pin."

Ye Jue: "..."

At this time, Guanwan interjected in front of him: "Oh, I almost forgot, Qingwan said that Yichun Palace is a royal church, and the auction is a fixed process, so he is not easy to intervene, but you don't have to worry, he will spend a lot of money to take us away. Bought it."

There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village in the shadows of the willows. Ye Zhu never imagined that one day he would be reduced to the situation where he hugged the thighs of the powerful and powerful to preserve his chastity. He shook his face and said flatly: "Oh, then I really am. Thank him."

When the two of them returned to Yichun Palace, the bustard was already looking forward to see through.

Both Chunxue and Chongning are rare goodies. Among them, Chunxue looks clear and beautiful, like fresh snow from Mingshan Mountains. Chongning Qiushui made the bones of Shenyu and added some tongue-blooming lotus flowers. After setting up the song stage early, I waited for the two sons to come back to wash up, and then contributed to the construction of the Yichun Palace with due strength.

When Ye Zhuo was surrounded by a kind of servant girl and put on a snow-white belt, and someone even drew his eyebrows and put on lip balm for him, Ye Zhuo's whole body was written with rejection.

The old bustard really believed his nonsense, and intentionally dressed him in a lofty and cold direction. Not only was his clothes white, but he even set up a white gauze screen in front of where he was sitting, in order to achieve a shadowy, fairy-like effect.

Ye Zhuo pulled the suet jade hanging from his waist and asked Ta Ling: "Do you know when was the last time I dressed like this?"

Ta Ling Na Na: "When?"

Ye Zhuo sneered: "3000 years ago, when I presided over the Kyushu Ranking Ceremony in the Three Realms Competition."

Taling: "..."

He wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead: "Things are people and things don't matter, and the immortals are mourning and changing."

When Moyue arrives at Xushi, when the lights are on and the whole street is full of lights, the guests sit down one after another. Those who are rich and powerful go to the private room on the second floor, and those who have no money go to the hall on the first floor to have a snack. The Yichun Hall is really lively Woke up.Ye Zhuo also saw a few familiar faces among the guests, such as the little prince who smiled honestly at Ye Zhuo through the screen.

Ye Zhuo asked Ta Ling: "Which hall is Qing Wan on the second floor?"

Before Ta Ling came back, there was a tea girl who came to report to Ye Zhuo: "My lord, King Ji has just arrived, and he is in the Hall of Love."

Ye Zhuo asked her: "How do your customers quote?"

The maid said, "There is a fairy boy in every private room. The guests reward the fairy boy with gold and silver ingots. One silver ingot represents ten taels, and one gold ingot is one hundred taels. The fairy boy will go downstairs and sing."

The dandy in the capital is really rich and powerful, a hundred taels of silver is enough for a family of five to live comfortably for several years, but here, it is only the price of one night.

At this time, Ta Ling floated back worriedly, and he sighed: "Xianjun, I can see Wanxuan clearly."

"I didn't go in except for a forbidden room on the second floor, and everything else seemed to be richer than Qingwan."

However, the couple in the first round walked away without incident, Qing Wan raised her hand with 300 taels, she was sure to win, and no one in the audience asked for the price, Ye Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a pity that I'm afraid of what will happen, Ye Zhuo's scene really went wrong.

Ye Zhuo supported his forehead, nodded to the fairy boy below, and asked, "Who is this one who bid five hundred?"

Ta Ling hesitated to speak: "That prince."

On the second floor, Qingwan was already about to quarrel with the prince. He is an idle prince with only a little money on him. No, sell me face."

The prince's family has real power, but Qing Wan is an idler with no power and nothing to do. She usually looks at the status of the prince and gives Qing Wan some face. When it really comes to the point of conflict, she is really not afraid of him. She immediately blushes and asks: "You have already After taking one, don’t you want to enjoy the blessings of everyone? Are you worthy of Chongning?”

Qing Wan: "?"

He was numb all over from the shock for a moment, how strange he was thinking, he was silent for a long time, and he choked out a sentence: "You want to take care of it?"

Prince Wang shot up at the case: "Savior, of course I have to take care of it. You have so many lovers. Could it be that you let them take pictures and enter the fire pit of the Prince's Mansion?"

Qingwan was baffled: "No, when did I say that he was going to enter the Prince's Palace..."

"Okay!" Wang Gongzi became even more angry, "You scum, you don't even give you a title!"

Qingwan "???"

The veins on his forehead were throbbing violently, he had nothing to talk about, barely suppressed the urge to kill him, flung his sleeves and went back to his private room, and after a while, the flower boy sang the price: "Han Qing Dian, 540 five taels."

- the first quote with single digits.

Ye Zhuo: "...As expected of a master in the Demon Realm, he is really good at showing embarrassment."

Prince Wang sneered immediately, and threw out six gold ingots, he was sure to get them. The silver coins also had the achievements of flower girls. He glanced at the plate that came down from the opposite side, and went up in a desperate manner.

Prince Wang was inconceivable: "Can he pay the king?"

The flower girl whispered, "It's not King Ji's flower girl."

At this time, Ye Zhuo also heard the bidding price below.

"Qiushan Palace, three thousand."

Taring told him silently: "This is a room that is restricted and I cannot enter."

Xianjun's eyes darkened.

Wealth and wealth mean that it is certain to win, and there is a ban on one's cultivation, and the tower spirit is difficult to see through, which means that one's cultivation is extremely high, how the hell can you escape?

He leaned back desperately, "I'm a family man now, mother, is it too late for me to ask Bermuda for help?"

"It's too late." Ta Ling said honestly, "With the power to lock the city, I can't report the letter."

This time, no one called the name, the auction dust settled, Ye Zhuo was led into the room, the red candle tent was warm, the brocade quilt was full of mandarin ducks, and it was all debauched. A girl congratulated him and asked: "You wait in this room." That's all right, the master will be here soon."

She closed the door, and Ye Jue let out a long sigh.

Taring anxious: "Shall we rush out now?"

Ye Zhuo shook his head and said: "I can't rush, there are guards outside, it's even more shameful to rush out."

He sat down on the stool, made a cup of tea by himself, then drank it in one gulp, and said, "No hurry, I thought about it, asking me by name at such a high price, and because he is a monk, it is possible for him to be tempted Smaller, Bao Buqi wants to use my identity, or ask for something, and there is still room for turnover.”

At this time, someone knocked lightly on the door three times. Ye Zhuo calmed down and was about to open the door with a smile on his face. But when he looked through the door, he suddenly felt that figure seemed a little familiar.

Ye Zhuo asked softly: "...a great beauty?"

"Wen Xing baby?"

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The fairy you want is a joke, and the elders come to prostitute (～o￣3￣)～