Lord God after amnesia

The drinks and dishes in Fengyuelou are good, and the snacks are also delicious. After Lansu has eaten and drank enough, he is waiting for the famous Mr. Qing Rang to come on stage. He wants to see it with such a great momentum.

Downstairs, the men cheered, needless to say, it should be Miss Yuyue dancing and playing the piano.

It is said that those who can catch the poems written by the girl Yuyue can get together with the girl to discuss the literature of words and sentences.

After Yuyue's wonderful performance, the atmosphere in Fengyue Building was already very high, and after another burst of cheers, who knew who matched the girl's poems, and now I can go to the private room with the girl to get together.

Those who didn't match up sighed and regretted again and again.

Immediately afterwards, under the gaze of a group of women stretching their necks, the old bustard finally walked up to the stage quickly, and introduced her after she had finished her work.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. Next is Mr. Qing Rang, whom we haven't seen in two months. Let's invite you to come on stage!!"

The old bustard is very good at mobilizing the atmosphere, and his language is cadenced, and he grasps it very well.

After a round of applause, everyone calmed down and waited for Young Master Qing Rang to appear on the stage. Apart from the women, there were also some men who waited together.

The servants quickly moved a screen to the stage.

Immediately behind the screen appeared a handsome figure, who could be vaguely seen wearing a plain shirt with embroidered green patterns, but it made people think that the clothes were full of beautiful and elegant golden lotuses.

From Lansu's position, one can see the wrist playing the piano, the snow-white complexion, and the fine and dense ink-dyed hair, all of which are untainted and enchanting.

The rumors are true, the back alone is glamorous, indescribably noble and elegant, like poetry and painting.

Lansu suddenly had a bold idea, Lord Lord God...couldn't be that...top card.

"Old man, old magic lamp!! Don't fall asleep and wake up, is the young man in the audience the Lord God?"

Lansu looked at the figure behind the screen with a stronger premonition.

The old magic lamp was awakened by Lan Su, and said with a headache: "Yes, yes, stop howling, congratulations on finding the lost soul of Lord God."

When Lansu heard the confirmation from the old magic lamp, he was so excited that he couldn't express it in words.

"Then what should I do next?"

The old magic lamp said: "I can only detect that this person is transformed from a spirit of the Lord God, and he also knows some things that happened in the past."

Lan Su's eyes widened: "Speak quickly, it's better than not knowing anything."

Sou Shendeng began to preach: "A gentleman stands alone in the world and is lonely and arrogant. He has a cold personality and is not charismatic. Family, the whole family is exiled to the border, it is already the emperor's kindness."

After listening to what the old magic lamp said, Lansu probably knew the Lord God's wish, or was obsessed with it, and his home was ransacked for no reason, so he must be unwilling and resentful in his heart.

If these are resolved, he should be able to bring that soul back to the heaven.

The music played slowly behind the screen, pulled out the soft and powerful first finger, the figure was flowing, the wind was blowing the fairy sleeves, like mountains and flowing water, the sound of the piano was melodious.

At the end of the song, the people behind the screen got up and left the stage, and the people in the audience came back to their senses in twos and threes, but Mr. Rang was no longer visible on the stage.

Lansu has been staring at the person who left the stage, her heart is beating violently, that is Lord Lord God, the same but different.

When Yan He rescued Langsu, he stayed with Langsu for another 500 years, and Langsu also silently loved Yan He for 500 years. He is a high-ranking god of war, the god who protects the world and the common people, but he is just a bird raised out of pity. Hundreds of years old fox.

Yan He rescued him, but Lansu had unreasonable thoughts about him, he was grateful to him, respected him, respected him, but also admired him.

The people in the audience were dissatisfied, Yuyue girl performed four pieces of music first, and then left the stage with a poem and a poem, but Qing Rang only played the piano and left.

Although the old magic lamp had already confirmed his identity, Lan Su was still not at ease in his heart, and before he got up to meet with him, he heard the argument downstairs.

"What if the Princess must meet Qing Rangjun today?"

Most of the women who come to Fengyue Tower are the daughters of wealthy businessmen. Although they are quite dissatisfied with Qing Rang's only playing the piano, they are all just talking and dismissed in a few words. In the capital, a Fengyue Tower can be opened to Tianyi The reputation of being the number one oiran must be someone behind him.

"Princess, Qing Rangjun has already rested, and the women are hosting a banquet for the princess. My flower house is not just Qing Rangjun alone. What is the county's idea?"

The old bustard was obviously used to this kind of situation, and he was doing Tai Chi with the princess with a smile on his face.

"You! Is the Princess missing you a meal? How dare you stop me? I'm going to redeem my body for Qing Langjun today. Let's make a price."

Surrounded by spectators, there are people doing things that I dare not do, so why not do it while watching a play.

"Is the princess really thinking about it?"

The old bustard also changed his tone, although his words and deeds could not be faulted, but his expression put away the smile just now.

"Of course it's true, you just have to open your mouth." The princess was arrogant, and glanced at the old bustard with disdain.

"Qing Rang is the number one card in my Fengyue Tower. I'm afraid I won't be able to take this contract of sale without the gold and ten thousand taels."

"You...you set the price on the ground! What a big tone, ten thousand taels of gold, it's like a lion!"

The princess was furious when she heard the words, what a sky-high price ten thousand taels of gold is, and her father was the prime minister of the dynasty, with a salary of only 5000 taels of silver for silk, cotton, lumi, and salary every year.

"The Princess is joking. Qing Rang is a cash cow. I'm afraid the gold is only a loss. The women are businessmen and only care about profits."

What the old bustard said is true, on a day like today, you can earn thousands of taels of silver for the names of Qing Rang and Yu Yue. The most important thing in this capital is rich people.

It's not that they can't afford the price, but that no one is really willing to pay ten thousand taels of gold for a romantic relationship.

Even if she is the princess, she can't buy and sell by force in broad daylight. Although she was not convinced, she finally resentfully did not speak again.

Lan Su couldn't help but be speechless when he heard the commotion downstairs, this princess is a woman, her domineering level is much better than him, and she ran so ostentatiously in the brothel to redeem the man.

"Old lamp, old magic lamp, why do I think there is something wrong with the prime minister?"

It's just that the original owner is an idiot and doesn't care about the official affairs of the court.

The old magic lamp hummed: "You little fox has a bit of eyesight. The prime minister is the judge who blamed and killed the lord god. He secretly colluded with the enemy's country and intends to rebel. The emperor is afraid of the Lin family, but he has to please the Lin family. The prime minister is old and has a daughter. He loved her so much that the emperor gave her a title, Princess Jing'an."

"... Ah... Princess Jing'an?? Is the emperor serious? Isn't this blind..."

Lansu looked at the princess who was rushing away in a menacing manner downstairs, and shook his head, wondering which man would be so unlucky in the future.

"Then Qing Rangjun's relatives are still alive?"

The old magic lamp: "Parents and sister were exiled in the smoky area in the south"

"Where is the smoky area in the south?"

Lansu didn't understand, he was following the main god anyway... Er... Fox, he didn't know much about this mortal world.

The old magic lamp sighed, this little broken fox doesn't know anything, so he needs to explain everything.

"The miasma area in the south is the frontier, and the environment is harsh, such as mosquito miasma. Survival is a kind of torment; there are also people who need to stabilize the border area and send a large number of troops and exile prisoners to guard the border."

"I see."

Lan Su's heart ached when he heard that, now that the Lord God has returned, he is still missing a soul, but he is still the God of War who protects the heavens and the common people in the world, but he has no emotions and lost a lot of memories.

God of War Yanhe, Lord of the Big Dipper, and now...

Lan Su immediately wrote a letter and sent Ding Mi in.

"You go and give this letter to the secret guards, be sure to complete it, and tell them that if something goes wrong, please come and see me."

Now that the Ruan family's grievances have not been cleared up, naturally they dare not disobey the emperor's order, so they can only send someone to the border to take care of them, at least to ensure safety.

"Please rest assured, little prince."

The shadow guards, Mo, Sha, Jue, were arranged by the lord to protect the original owner. Wherever the original owner went, the dark guards were very skilled. They would not see anyone at ordinary times, but they would appear at critical moments.

But even so, he was given a holiday by the original owner, and then died, but it came in handy at this moment.

Lansu lowered his eyes and thought for a while, this golden ten thousand taels is easy to deal with, he can borrow it from the old magic lamp, or use spells to conjure it up, but I don't know if people are willing to let him redeem it.

Using Su Xian's memory, Lan Su came out of the room and went straight up to the fifth floor. The fifth floor is the place where the top card lives. If someone can connect to Miss Yuyue's poems, they can go to the fifth floor to explore the boudoir together.

Perhaps it was because of the incident downstairs, or because of the busy schedule today, until he stood at the door of Mr. Qing Rang, there was no one to stop him.

Lan Su's hand paused at the door, and then asked politely:

"Young Master Qingrang, can this king meet with you?"

Lansu heard the slight sound of footsteps in the house, and within a moment, a clear and sweet young voice came from the house:

"My lord, please come back."

Lan Su heard the indifference in the voice, the sense of alienation was obvious, so he was no longer aggressive.

"Since the young master is inconvenient today, then the king will come back another day."

When Lansu went downstairs, he happened to bump into the young lady who usually guarded on the fifth floor. Lansu's thoughts fell into the pleasant voice of Lord God just now, and he was really shocked when he came straight to him.

As a result, the person on the opposite side reacted even more, with a frightened expression on his face, and he stuttered.

"Little... little lord, Miss Yuyue... There is already someone in Miss Yuyue's room, lord, lord, you... must not!"

Lan Su was speechless for a while.

This matter has to be further discussed, Su Xian has a famous name, and there are rules in Fengyue Tower. You have to match the obscure poems to meet the Yuyue girl. Su Xian has not answered for several times. Annoyed, he forced the man out of the house, and because of his hard background, he had to break the rules of Fengyuelou.

That's why the young man turned pale with shock at this moment, if something really happened again, if he didn't stop people, he might lose his livelihood.

Even though he didn't do it by himself, Lansu felt a bit embarrassed when he used this body, and then coughed feignedly.

"Cough... I didn't go to see Miss Yuyue, I just said hello to Mr. Qingrang, you don't need to panic."

The young man was greatly relieved when he heard the words, and muttered in a low voice: "Ah, it's not good or not."

It took a while to realize: "What... what! I went to see Mr. Qing Rang!! Little prince, this... this can't be done!!"

Where is there any little prince, Lan Su has already gone downstairs and walked far away, leaving behind the frightened little prince.