Colleagues of Zhang Liang [comprehensive] Mu Liangqing

Walking to the entrance of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, there are already two scantily clad women at the entrance to greet them.In fact, Xiaoxiang Pavilion is not a prostitution house. Most of the women in it have special skills, such as playing the piano or singing, but some customers occasionally take advantage of a small amount of alcohol. bounty.

The proprietress is named "Hu Ji", and she is especially fond of red. She wears a red shirt all the year round and never changes the color.

Zhang Liang went there for the first time, saw her bare waist and fragrant shoulders, and hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to take a second look.

Hu Ji saw that he was shy and felt cute, so she walked over and couldn't help teasing, "What a handsome brother, Hu Ji has never seen him before, is this the first time?"

The prince likes Hu Ji, and he was very happy to have a few words with her, so he saw the opportunity and hurried forward to stand side by side with her, "This is Mr. Xiangguo's beloved grandson, Zhang Liang, who is usually strictly controlled by the family. Come out and have some meat."

Hu Ji's tone was slow, with a demagogic charm, "Having meat? Then you have to go to Xinghualou on the street. Xiaoxiang Pavilion is not responsible for serving meat. I'm afraid His Royal Highness may have gone to the wrong place."

Although what she said was complaining, her tone was emphatic and slightly coquettish, so that people could understand the meaning of the words without embarrassment on her face.

The prince patted his head, and said angrily: "Yes, yes, hehe, the prince said something wrong. Don't be surprised, girl. I will punish myself three cups later."

The corner of Hu Ji's eyes twitched, and she tapped the prince's nose with her fingertips, "You said it yourself, when the time comes, I'll fill it up for His Royal Highness, and a cup will be indispensable, how about it?"

The crown prince was burned until his bones were crisp, and he stroked the beard on his chin lightly, "That's naturally excellent!"

Hu Ji turned to look at Zhang Liang, and leaned closer: "This little brother keeps his head down, why doesn't he look at me? Is he moved by my appearance, or...does he have other thoughts?"

Zhang Liang stepped back, not daring to raise his head, "Young lady has the appearance of a closed moon and shy flowers, and the ovary dare not look directly at her, for fear of being abrupt."

"Oh... so your name is 'Ovary'? It sounds like you are the son of a scholarly family, and you must be very talented?" Hu Ji walked around him slowly, staring at him up and down, "If you had to describe me in one sentence, which one would my little brother use?"

The scent of the other party's fragrance lingered in his ears, Zhang Liang's ears were completely red, he still bowed his head, and pursed his lips into a line.

Just when he was in a dilemma, someone suddenly broke the deadlock.

"—Miss Orchid, it's hard for me to find. You've been holding the wine for so long, I've been waiting so hard!"

Hearing the sound, everyone raised their heads and looked up to the attic, only to see a man in a purple robe waving at Hu Ji above the twenty steps.His posture is slightly lazy, and drunkenness can be vaguely seen in his expression.He has an appearance favored by the gods, with handsome eyebrows, a free and easy temperament, and the corners of his lips are slightly raised. The words "Jade Tree Linfeng" seem to be born for him. A person can absorb everyone's breath just by leaning on the attic. look.

The prince was startled, and pointed at the man, "Old, old nine?!"

Zhang Liang was taken aback for a moment—the ninth son, the ninth son, Han Fei, was the one who parted with him under the pear tree ten years ago.

He hastened to take a closer look. Although the figure of the man had changed, his graceful demeanor remained unchanged. The corners of his eyes drooped slightly, and when he was expressionless, there was a hint of sadness.

It was definitely Han Fei!

Han Fei leaned on the railing of the stairs lazily and looked around with vacant eyes, "Second brother?"

Both brothers were drinking, and their voices were loud enough to be heard throughout the hall.

Han Fei staggered downstairs, exchanged some pleasantries with the prince, noticed Zhang Liang staring at him in the crowd, and asked the prince, "Who is this?"

I haven't seen him for ten years, and his appearance and shape have changed a lot.Zhang Liang was still young when we parted, so Han Fei didn't seem to recognize him.

Zhang Liang was abrupt and hurried, and answered before the crown prince, "Back to the ninth son, this is Zhang Liang from Xiangguo's mansion, whose name is...Ovary."

He bit the word "Ovary" hard. For ten years, he remembered Brother Han. I don't know, does Brother Han remember him?

"Ovary..." Han Fei repeated these two words, pondered for a while, and then smiled, "Well, a good name."

Zhang Liang was startled, what a good name?

People who meet for the first time usually say such a sentence politely.It's just that for him, these words are chillingly polite.

Ten years, is it really that long?

Zhang Liang lowered his head again in embarrassment, opened and closed his lips, stopped talking a few times before saying: "Thank you...Master Jiu for your compliment."

Han Fei waved his hand as an end topic.He is very generous in his gestures and looks like everyone.Turning to look at Hu Ji, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Miss Hu Ji, is it time for my son's wine?"

Hu Ji winked at the maid, and said with a coquettish smile, "Come right away."

Seeing Han Fei go up the stairs again, chatting and laughing with Hu Ji all the way, no different from the prince who is drunk with gold, Zhang Liang finally faded the smile that was always on his lips, and bowed his hands sideways to the prince, "His Royal Highness, Zifang is not feeling well, so I will leave first. If you are not polite, please Haihan."

The prince couldn't stand his repeated refusals, so he didn't persuade him to stay, and threw two words: "Go back." Then he led a group of people to the private room on the attic.

Zhang Liang withdrew and withdrew, as if the smell of powder was still lingering on his body, no matter how much the evening wind blew, it couldn't go away.Suddenly feeling irritable, he couldn't help quickening his pace.He only brought Ruoli with him this time, so the way back was inevitably deserted.

Along the way, Ruoli saw that the person who had been smiling all the time stopped smiling. He was suspicious and anxious, hesitated for a long time before speaking:

"Master, are you...in a bad mood?"

Zhang Liang returned to his senses, showing a habitual slender smile, "Why are you so sharp-eyed today?"

Holding the lantern, Ruoli said worriedly, "It's rare for me to see you like this." Seeing that Zhang Liang didn't talk much, he wanted to change the subject, talk more, it's always good for the mood.

"That Ninth Young Master, what kind of person is he?"

It's just that this topic just happened to turn to Zhang Liang's wound.

He raised his eyelids and said quietly, "His name is Han Fei. He went to Sanghai to study when he was very young. He went there for ten years. Now that he has completed his studies, he is back."

As I said before, Ruoli lost a lot of childhood memories when he was thrown by Ji Ran. Han Fei, who helped him buy candy, had long since forgotten.In his eyes now, Han Fei was just an ordinary and extraordinary person who worried his son.

"Sanghai..." Ruoli tilted his head, vaguely feeling that it was a very special place, "Then he is very smart?"

Zhang Liang nodded, "Well, smarter than me."

Ruoli exclaimed: "There are actually people smarter than the young master in this world?!"

"Ah."

Ruoli thought of Han Fei leaning on the stairs, and analyzed methodically: "Hey, I heard that Sang Hai raised people, it seems to be true. Ninth son, Yushu Linfeng, is more handsome than many of our Xinzheng sons!" Hastily looked at Zhang Liang sincerely, "Of course, in Ruoli's eyes, you are the most handsome, young master, no one else can compare to you."

Zhang Liang looked at him sideways, seeing through Xiao Jiujiu hidden in his belly, "No matter how nice you say, I won't return those two crickets to you."

Ruo Li's face instantly wrinkled into a bun, and he shook Zhang Liang's arm, "My lord, why don't you go and beg the master again..."

Zhang Liang refused, "You are so bold that you actually fight crickets in the house. Grandpa didn't beat you, so he has already done something extraneous."

"Just because it's my first time, help me..."

"No."

When Ruoli saw that there was nothing to do, he broke down and cried loudly, and sat on the ground, "Wow——but I have raised Xiao Hei and Xiao Hong for a long time, and they have feelings—they have been in love for a long time—— unexpectedly Still want to break us up—"

Zhang Liang was so dizzy from his crying, "What are you doing pulling my trousers? What will it look like if someone sees it? Let go quickly."

Ruoli changed from pulling at the bottom of his trousers to hugging his thighs, "Ah--I won't--Ruoli is really sad--"

"You, stop crying..." After a long stalemate, Ruoli was still crying like a concubine, Zhang Liang had no choice but to rub his sore temples tiredly, "Oh, that's all. The old rules, Lihua cake."

When Ruoli heard that there was a turning point, he quickly wiped away his tears and stood up hehe: "Ruoli knows that the master is the best for me! Don't worry, I have developed a new method in the past two days, keep it delicious!"

Zhang Liang pointed to the waning moon rising in mid-air, "Can we go back now?"

Ruoli imitated the waiter of the restaurant, bowed his waist and said, "My lord, please come to your side~"

Zhang Liang was amused by him, he raised his foot and walked forward, but stopped after two steps.I saw a tall and tall figure standing at the turn of the alley.

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Balala energy, woohoo, Han Fei appeared!