Brilliant Horse

When Nalan Kou and the others heard the movement, they quickly turned around, only to see that Lang was already leaving the shore, holding onto the pole.

"Want to run?!" Yu'er pulled Nalan Kou forward to chase, her hand touched the hull of the boat, Alan kicked the bamboo pole towards them.

In order to dodge the pole, Yu'er had to let go, but she didn't give up, let go of Nalan Kou's hand, and she was about to board their boat at a glance.Seeing this, Ah Lan kept on doing nothing, pushed Lang aside, picked up the pole, and hit Yu'er directly, forcing her to back down.

"You...huh!" Yu'er watched them drift away, stomping her feet angrily, her own skills were really not enough, so she asked the empress to punish them when she got back.

Nalan Kou has no kung fu at all, not to mention light kung fu, it is rare to be able to give a high five according to the gestures.She was even more annoyed than she was when she watched Yu'er lose the battle.

"How could they do this! I am a princess after all! They ignore me!"

Yu'er turned her head to look at each other, but saw her boatman was still waiting. Fortunately, she didn't send him away just now, so she pulled Nalan Kou into the boat.

"Follow them!" Yu'er said to the boatman.

Luocheng is far away, far easier than the two of them thought.Ah Lan had long thought about how to get rid of them, they didn't know the depth of the water when they first arrived, even with the boatman, they couldn't catch up much.

Wang Shi was careful, he was afraid that one day he would break the pole due to his strength, so he prepared an extra one on board.Alan handed the pole to Lang and Wang Shi, it goes without saying that they must start working at the same time.

Aomori watched them fight, smiled palely, and opened the small wooden cage beside him.The gray pigeon in the wooden cage crowed a few times, looking around curiously, Aomori put the note in the bamboo tube tied at its feet, and touched its back feathers.

"Aomori, what did you write?" Mu Xin asked.

"The road to Los Angeles must not be obstructed." As soon as he let go of his hands, the pigeon flew away in the direction of Kyoto.

"Don't you set up a card to stop Brother Hua?"

"So what, it's just to worry about his journey, it's better to let him go to Los Angeles, let's look for it, young master, I know..."

From the moment he heard that Fan Hua was going out in the valley, he never saw Fan Hua resting. Even though Aunt Hong tried her best to stop him, after so many years, didn't he take the opportunity to come out?For such a long time, he almost forgot about going out, and even he felt that Fan Hua didn't intend to struggle anymore.

This obsession has been buried in his heart for many years and has never been revealed.Now that he was going to Los Angeles, even if he could stop him for a while, how could he control him for the rest of his life?Besides, he just followed him, and could only follow him.

"Sister Alan..."

"There's nothing to talk about, row well for me, and don't let me see that gossip girl Nalan Kou." Alan turned her head, seeing nothing, Lang followed Wang Shi to steer the boat pitifully.

Sitting next to Aomori, Alan opened the bag and handed Aomori half a pancake. Aomori couldn't refuse, but to be honest... he really didn't like the pancake.

"Did you see the trick called Maid Yu'er just now?" Aomori asked blankly.

"Didn't see much of it, but it's okay."

"Yu'er is Li Wan's dowry girl, the majestic eldest princess of Great Liang, and there are guards with strong martial arts by her side. It stands to reason that maids don't need to learn this kind of kung fu."

A Lan glanced at him, and said: "What do you want to say? Don't whine, finish it in one breath, or you won't feel comfortable eating a cake."

"Uh..." Aomori was a little embarrassed, he didn't seem to realize that Alan was so bold before, "Yu'er's kung fu is obviously prepared for unexpected events, if she can openly admit that she knows a little kung fu, there must be someone to support her I guess it was either Emperor Huanyue or the first emperor.

But when Li Wan married, how many people in Huanyue would feel at ease?He will definitely not teach Yu'er kung fu, so the only one left is the late emperor.If the late emperor only hoped that Li Wan would marry an ordinary family and find a good son-in-law, Yu'er would not have such things today. The late emperor might have already planned to marry Li Wan. "

"You mean..." Ah Lan held the cake in his hand, thoughtful, this idea is very bold.

"Li Wan is completely a pawn used by the late emperor to throw stones to ask the way for the current sage, and Great Liang... seems not as powerful as we thought."

——five days later——

The sky was full of cirrus clouds, and a mass of black clouds rolled in from afar. Ripples began to appear on the water surface, one circle, two circles, and finally there were too many to count, and the ripples became out of order.The heavy rain is like a barrier, blocking the overflowing scent of sweet-scented osmanthus and replacing it with the smell of mud.

A young man holding an orange oil-paper umbrella walked slowly in the torrential rain, and his clogs stepped on the puddles, bringing up a stream of muddy water.He entered an inn, put away the umbrella, and gently flicked off the water stains on the robe with his hands.

"Young master, do you want to be a top student or stay in a hotel?"

The dingy little second hand held a copper pot and walked in front of him. His waist was bent for many years and he couldn't straighten up, but he still grinned at him.The man glanced peachy, took out the broken silver from his sleeve, and said coldly: "Stay in the hotel, the scenery is better, it's quiet, cook some side dishes for me and bring them here."

Xiao Er took over the broken silver, even if he didn't say anything, he would arrange for it, and the young master who was dressed in gold and silver would definitely not treat him badly.He took him upstairs, and when he found the wing room, he went to the cook to prepare the food and wine. This young man said little and had cold eyes. If he didn't ask, don't bother him with a word.

Fan Hua threw the burden on the bed, took off his loose robe, poured a cup of tea, and sat lazily by the window, his eyes full of misty rain.The weather was cool, and after so many days of driving, he was a little tired and fell down by the window in a daze.

"Young Master, the side dishes you want. Young Master?" The waiter woke him up softly, he yawned and wiped the water on his face.

The window was not closed, and I fell asleep, and the rain came in and made me wet, and I didn't even notice it.He pulled out the crane jade hairpin casually, and a golden thread spread out like golden ink dripping into the water.

"Do you have the Four Treasures of the Study?" He asked Xiaoer.

"Yes, my son is waiting."

It was my first day in Los Angeles, and everything I saw was new, even this dish was very novel.Maybe it's because there is a lot of rain in Los Angeles, and the people are so elegant, even the dishes are very plain.He took a bite of food and had a drink. The taste was really different from the straightforwardness of Kyoto.

Although the wine is soft and not as strong as the one in the capital, it still makes people feel ecstatic after drinking too much stamina.Fan Hua stopped drinking and began to eat food in peace.

It took only a cup of tea, and the shop waiter went back and forth, presenting him with the Four Treasures of the Study.Fan Hua put down the bowl and chopsticks, wrote a page with a fine pen in his hand, sealed it neatly and handed it to Xiaoer.

"Do you know the Liu family in Luocheng?"

"We have a lot of people with the surname Liu. Which Liu family are you referring to, my lord?"

"Uh..." Fan Hua couldn't think of it for a while, and paused to think about it, "cloth sellers."

"There are quite a few Liu's that sell cloth, my lord, you can be more specific." Xiao Er put the letter in his arms and said to him.

Liu Rumei... her family's names should be similar, her brother seems to be called...

"Liu Ruzhu, do you know?"

When the name Liu Ruzhu was mentioned, the waiter in the store was surprised. This young man seemed not to be in the same style as that Liu Ruzhu, so he said cautiously: "Liu Ruzhu...a cloth seller, this Luo City Just one, and he's still a playboy, not doing his job properly, son, are you really looking for him?"

Fan Hua was relieved to see that the waiter in the store had confirmed it, and he was afraid that he had misremembered, so he said, "No need, you just leave this letter to the Liu family's mistress. As for Liu Ruzhu... you Can you tell me something?" Fan Hua took out some small money from his sleeve and put it in the small second hand.

There are so many things money can do in this world, but the way to exchange a little money for a bunch of news is to find a waiter.This group of servants knew no less than those officials in Kyoto.

"Liu Ruzhu is a good-looking person. The Yingying Yanyan in Luo City is cute, but the boss is not young, and he is not doing his job properly. The Liu family is ready to be ruined by him."

"Then do you know where he often goes?"

The waiter in the shop showed embarrassment, he really didn't know much about it, but he tried his best to guess, and gave Fan Hua a general idea, "I don't know much, but he is rich, so it won't be too bad to go. The young master can find it in one of the best brothels in Los Angeles."

"Where are the best brothels?"

"What about Xunhuanlou and Yizuifang? Rich people like to go to these two places. We rough people have only heard of them, and we have never seen anything in them." The shop waiter said this, embarrassed Scratching the back of his head, this man always likes something special.

The waiter in the shop has said so, and it seems that there is no useful news, Fan Hua waved him back, and began to pick up the dishes and chopsticks to savor the delicacies.

The wing room was closed, and Xiao Er walked towards the backyard.A man in a black robe stood in a small corner of the courtyard, and the little World War II stood in front of him tremblingly.

"Does the master have any orders?"

"Not yet, but, is there a handsome son at the inn?" The man in black said calmly, and the coir raincoat on his body was dripping water constantly.

"It's the blond one? Boss, how do you know, he just moved in!" Xiao Er was quite surprised, the news spread too fast, and he didn't have time to inform others.

The man in black stood quietly under the continuous drizzle, and said coldly: "Don't ask questions, keep your tongue in check, you will know that young man is very important, and try to satisfy him with whatever he wants."

Being so frightened by him, the little sarcasm completely disappeared. He covered his mouth and stood respectfully to one side, nodding and bowing, the kung fu man in black disappeared.

The rain kept falling, and the melodious sound of the piano suddenly came from the wing room.A black figure was walking on the sparsely populated street. Hearing the sound of the piano, he turned around slowly, and the rain seemed to get heavier in an instant.

The man in black pulled the brim of his hat, turned around, and gradually moved away from the sound of the piano.

Fan Hua changed into white clothes, and leaned lazily on the piano.This piano was found by the waiter in the shop, who said that the shopkeeper hadn't used it for a long time.When he entered the inn, he didn't seem to see the shopkeeper.What a nice inn, but there are very few people staying there, and the waiter is also thoughtful, so he can't help suspecting that this is a black shop.

On rainy days, he couldn't go out to visit Los Angeles, and no one talked to him. When Aomori was around, he could still hear him nagging, and his absence was really empty.Speaking of Aomori... Aomori's perennial frowning face was reflected in front of his eyes.

He knew himself so well that he didn't set a single checkpoint on the road. If someone else would check up, he would have to catch him before giving up.Only then can it be revealed whether a person is really thinking of himself or not.

Although I haven't met many people and haven't experienced any love, I have read a lot in that book.What kind of love is nothing but fantasy, always talking about love, but never doing a thing for others, every day I talk about it to fool others into thinking it is true love.

Thinking about this, Fan Hua sneered.If he wasn't his master, would he still think of himself like this?If one day he is not what he thinks, will he still follow him?If he committed a heinous crime, would he still protect himself with all his might?

Questions came to mind one after another, Fan Hua didn't know what to do, he tugged at his collar, feeling a little panicked...