Tai sui

Xi Pingren is a bastard, his heart is as hard as a bastard, and he lacks lungs and liver. Anyway, Wang Baochang's death didn't touch him at all.

In his opinion, it is not uncommon for Wang Dagou to be beaten to death in the street someday.What's new is that someone would kill him in such a bizarre way, as if it was just to add a show to Jinping City.

As for the exhortations of Zhao Weizhang and Zhuang Wang who walked in the world, he even ignored them—the young man of eighteen or nineteen years old was full of firepower, and he had no awe in his heart.

Go back to the guest room and lie down until Jin Wuxi sinks, this night owl wakes up.

He stretched his teeth and claws, got up and ate three drawers of crystal dumplings with bird's nest japonica rice porridge, and got full of water—his cousin was young, and he was like an old man all day long. The rice was full of soup and water, and it was unpleasant to eat—so Xi Ping decided to go to other places to find some food.

The Shizi plucked a rose that was blooming brightly in the garden. During this period, he trampled on the tail of the big black cat raised by King Zhuang, and the big black cat fought back violently.

These two fought with bare hands, and Xi Ping won.

He proudly pushed the flowers to his chest, exuding a majestic fragrance, slipped out of the palace, and went to play drunk again.

When Zhuang Wang Zhouying heard the servants coming to tell the time, he was talking with his aide Wang Jian. He was not surprised when he heard the words: "Run away again?"

He took the wronged black cat and flicked it on the head lightly: "You too, you are always bullied, you don't know how to keep away from him, are you stupid?"

The cat bullies the weak and fears the strong, and can't fight against the surnamed Xi, so it vents its anger on its owner and slaps it back with its paw.Fortunately, Zhuang Wang got used to hiding, so he didn't hurt his hand, only the silk on the long sleeve was caught by the cat's claw.

The little eunuch was so frightened that he knelt down with a "plop".

The black cat was not afraid, kicked its owner with its hind paws, and ran away cursing.

"It's okay, let's go down." Zhuang Wang waved his hand, not knowing whether he was scolding the man or the cat, "How can I have the same knowledge as the little beast I'm used to?"

Wang Jian said with a smile: "His Royal Highness treats the son really... no worse than his own brother."

"Brother?" Zhuang Wang held up the porcelain cup, "I think I look like his father."

He suppressed a few coughs with hot water, and his fingertips were scalded with thin blood, like a tired snowman.

After the little eunuch closed the door and went out, Zhuang Wang put down the porcelain cup and glanced at Wang Jian.

Wang Jian understood, took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and said in a low voice: "This is the list of selected disciples we have so far, a total of 30 people. The Xuanyin envoy has not arrived yet. If the envoy temporarily takes a fancy to someone, maybe One or two people will be temporarily added to the list, and generally there will be no major changes, but I think the difference is not bad, and this year's general election is like this."

King Zhuang took it and glanced at it, picked up a pen and ticked off a few names: "These people, before the fairy envoy arrived in Jinping, either had a lack of virtue or were in poor health."

His tone was flat, as if what he said was a certainty.

"Yes." Wang Jian replied, waiting for King Zhuang to say who he would push to the top—although the general election is said to be the selection of apprentices by immortals, who will be chosen in the end actually depends on the game between the court and China.

Zhuang Wang didn't mention this, turned his face away and coughed a few times, he said lightly, "Let's let some wind go to the Crown Prince Yue's family, I remember that my elder brother has a younger brother who is also of the right age this year."

Wang Jian paused and couldn't help but glance at King Zhuang.

The luminous pearl hanging in the study room is as bright as the moon, and the light shines on Zhuang Wang, like the moon reflecting the snow.

Frost was folded.

There are people from famous families in Xuanyin Mountain, who can "reach heaven and listen", even the emperor can't cut it down as he wants, or demote it as he wants.Back then, Emperor Taiming's misfortune against his relatives was actually borrowed from the civil strife in Xuanyin Xianmen.After this incident, several surnames in Xuanyin were reshuffled, and the prince's mother's family, the Zhang family, was "washed out".

The crown prince who has all the "di" and "elder" is known as benevolent, respectful and filial. He has been implicated by his mother's family these years, and has been walking on thin ice.If there is a chance to plant the Yue family into Xuanyin Mountain, will he be tempted?

Will he reach out to Xuanyin's general election under the eyes of the emperor in his prime?

Wang Jian didn't dare to think about it, he responded respectfully, and then said flatteringly: "If the crown prince really can't help but do it first, if we operate properly, maybe we can send the crown prince in too."

King Zhuang said without raising his head, "I asked, and he said he didn't want to go."

Wang Jian said with a smile: "Young people are ignorant and don't know the importance of their future. Maybe it's because the prince is too embarrassed to say this to you..."

Zhuang Wang threw the chess piece with a "snap", raised his eyelids and glanced at Wang Jian.

Wang Jian was shocked, and hurriedly put his big teeth back into his mouth.

"Hand slippery, Ziqian don't need to be nervous—that bastard begging for something from me, when will he show his face? He said he didn't want to go, but he didn't want to go. Besides, Xuanmen is not a clean place, and I wouldn't be so useless as to expect him to do it for me." I'm on my way."

Wang Jian said in a low voice: "The students have lost their minds."

"I'm tired." Zhuang Wang said, "Don't take away the chessboard, it will be continued at another time, you can go."

Wang Jian backed out of the door with his eyes fixed on his nose and his nose and his mouth. His forehead was slightly sweaty. When he walked into the courtyard and looked up, he saw the starry river was dim and the night was oppressive.He couldn't help but secretly sighed: "The river in the middle of the country is surging, and the sky and the earth will never stop."

Even Xi Ping felt that Jinping's atmosphere was not right as soon as he went out.

The Lingyang River runs through Jinping City and divides the city into two parts: the Guangyun Palace is surrounded by the imperial city with nine gates in the west, where dignitaries gather together;There is a river between the noble and the humble, and the river is always full of paintings and cruise ships.

But in the afternoon of this day, the Lingyang River, which used to be so lively until dawn, was quiet, and the steamboats were moored quietly on the bank.

Without the clouds and fog from the row of boats, the view on the river is much clearer, and you can see the east bank at a glance. The city defense officers and soldiers coming and going are obviously much denser than usual. Get in trouble and not a single one will be seen.

Even Zui Liuhua suddenly became deserted.

The flower appreciating meeting was held just the day before, and now Xi Ping walked around the lobby, but the people who were listening to the conversation were all Wang Baochang, as if Wang Dagou was the chief oiran of the new department.

There are also people who claim to be well-informed who are spitting and describing Wang Baochang's death, such as "face with fangs" and "face with red hair". Young Master Xi had half a glass of wine in his hand.

Xi Ping was hit by Chi Yu for no reason, and was about to have a fit when he suddenly heard a commotion on the stairs.

"It's the Oiran lady!"

"Look, it's Jiang Li! Jiang Li has come out!"

Jiang Li loosely held her long hair, and came downstairs with all the stars holding the moon, glanced lazily into the lobby, and knew that today was different from yesterday, and there was no noble person who could let her open the business, so her expression turned cold immediately—— Jiangli has always only received distinguished guests, not even a look at the inexpensive ones.

Ordinarily, when they open their doors to do business, everyone only plays with the rich, but no one is like her, bluntly writing "my mother is a snobbery" on her face.

But having said that, human nature is cheap, and the most noble thing that can't be obtained, there are really many people who follow her way.

Xi Ping looked interesting from afar——Jiang Li usually likes to wear plain clothes, but today he wore a camellia crown, but he deliberately picked out a red skirt, and the rouge on his lips became thicker, and his arrogance suddenly rose, like a flower that has deceived the spring breeze Blood Rhododendron.The other big and small flowers that competed for splendor when they had nothing to do seemed to have been discussed. They all dressed as if there was a funeral at home, which set off her outstandingly.

It wasn't until he saw Xi Ping that Jiang Li showed a smile on that cold face: "I also said you won't come today, what did you splash on your sleeve?"

Without even looking at anyone else, she stepped forward and pulled Xi Ping away: "I washed and smoked the clothes you changed last night, and they have not been touched by anyone else. Go, go and change."

Xi Ping didn't intend to take the clothes thrown on Zui Liuhua, but he felt a bunch of sour eyes on him, and couldn't help but feel mad.Satisfied, he fanned out the "National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance", and happily followed the oiran to the boudoir.

"It's different after taking the camellia crown. Miss, this is not what it used to be." Xi Ping was almost blinded as soon as he entered the general's room. The pile was not cleared away, and the old screen in the corner was replaced. A pair of peacocks among the flowers were exquisitely embroidered, and a peacock blue cloak full of pearls and emeralds was put on the screen with care.

Jiang Li was washing a cup of tea outside, and rolled his eyes: "Are you here to embarrass me too?"

Hearing that she was acting strangely, Xi Ping wondered: "You are wronged, beauty, where do you start with this?"

Jiangli speaks with a Ning'an accent. Ning'an is a hundred and fifty miles away from Jinping, but the accent is very different. People there will have a longer and softer ending, and women's speech is especially pleasant.It is said that Ning'an has three unique features - "Smoke Cage Crooked Bridge, selling Ma Lianjiao, fat water chestnut deep in the lotus root flower", among which "Calling Ma Lianjiao" refers to the flower girl selling along the street, her voice and color are moving, It is a local scene.

Jiang Li's voice was very nice, but he always had nothing good to say: "Everyone said that last night 'Yu Ganggong' played the piano himself, even if he led the donkey up and barked twice, he could win the championship."

"Yu Gangong" is Xi Ping's pseudonym for writing ditties among the singing girls. At first, he spent money to beg beauties to sing his songs. Later, perhaps those ditties were different from the existing ones. They sounded fresh, somehow. Instead, he became popular and became a song for a group of beauties to beg him.

After hearing Jiangli's words, this no-nonsense bastard didn't care whether the girl was happy or not, and answered happily: "Haha, I don't dare to be that."

With a "bang", Jiang Li threw the teapot on the table, blushing, "Xi Shiyong!"

"Hey," Xi Ping put on his clothes, turned out from behind the screen, straightened his robe happily, and persuaded him perfunctorily, "Don't be angry, who is talking about you? Tell me later, and these bastards will beg me again in the future." Qu, if you don’t learn three donkey brays first, you won’t give it... Well, what is this?”

He took out a well-embroidered brocade bag from the inner pocket of the newly changed clothes, and was about to open it.

"Don't open it yet," Jiang Li called to stop him, "Go back and read."

"what?"

"Thank you." Jiang Li put his face sullenly, and put the teacup heavily in front of him, "I'm afraid Mr. Yu Gan will let me bray like a donkey next time."

"Yes." Xi Ping put his purse back, took a sip from his teacup, frowned and put it down again—the tea was too brewed, and there was still a faint smell.

"I'm so particular about you, as long as you usually keep the people around you close, you won't have trouble with the musicians when you're on stage, and you won't even be reminded."

"I can't do it." Jiang Li pressed his eyelids, like a spoiled cat, "I have a bad life and bad luck. It's better to stay away from others, so as not to pass on the bad luck to others."

"Nonsense," Shizi retorted rather disapprovingly, "It's not good for you to meet me?"

Will leave: "..."

Because he is too righteous, this son of the world often gives people the illusion that his frivolity and smug beauty are all reasonable.

Jiang Li always felt that she was also cheap, and how many people hugged and coaxed her, she just felt disgusted, but this young master who was more arrogant and willful than her became her thoughts... This "Nianxiang" has no heart, in the face of fat powder Li is a collection of thousands of dotes on him, and he never takes her seriously.

Jiang Li was blocked by him, and he sighed after a long while: "I'm serious - someone died at the Huafang Ferry last night, and the person just got out of Zui Liuhua... You didn't see him today. Don’t many people dare to come? I’ve just picked the camellia crown, and this kind of unlucky thing happened, maybe God can’t get used to something that I, Xiao Xiang, don’t deserve.”

Xi Ping casually threw her a sweet word: "Joke, there is no one in the world that our oiran champion is not worthy of..."

Jiang Li rolled his eyes: "You."

Xi Pingping continued the second half of the sentence without changing his expression: "...That's true."

Jiang Li stared at him with a blank expression, for a moment he suspected that he had misheard, there could be such a jerk man in the world.

Xi Ping stared back, his face was undisguised, his appearance was the same.

He is thin-skinned, thin-boned, and has a sharp jaw, but his facial features are strong and compelling, so eye-catching that it almost brings hostility.

Jiang Li couldn't speak for a while, so he raised his hand and pointed to the door, motioning for him to get out tremblingly.

Xi Ping felt that her menstrual period was approaching, and he made trouble with unreasonable words, so he didn't bother to coax her.Standing up and thrusting the folding fan into his waist, he said: "You should also think about it, and think about everything - your kettle should be thrown away, strong tea can't hide the smell of rust, and you don't worry about getting a stomachache, change it quickly Moongold, I'm leaving."

"My lord," he was about to open the door to go out, when he heard Jiang Li whispering behind him, "Aren't you even willing to play on every occasion?"

Xi Ping looked back at her inexplicably.

Immersed most of Li Li's body in the shadow of the dim gas lamp, with an inexplicable gloomy expression on his face: "coax me like other men, make me happy in a mirror, from now on I don't have to see other people, just Dressing up for you alone, isn't it good?"

"Oh, hey!" Xi Ping "suddenly realized", "You said for a long time that you just want me to pay for your redemption, right?"

Will leave: "..."

"Don't tell me sooner! There's nothing wrong with such a small matter, but I usually have a couple of dollars, and I don't have much money on hand. You know that, so, you wait for two months, and I will save pocket money." Complained, "You're really good, what kind of camellia crown are you fighting for if you want to redeem yourself? I don't know if you take the oiran's worth twice as high?"

Jiang Li was so angry that his lungs exploded, he gritted his teeth and interrupted: "I will redeem myself, and I won't bother my son!"

Xi Ping wondered, "What are you trying to figure out?"

"I'm happy with it! The net worth I've accumulated over the years..."

"Pull it down, just your three melons and two dates, and you're still 'net worth'," Xi Ping waved his hand, putting himself in her shoes and persuading her, "If I were you, I would take advantage of my popularity and earn a few years of money so that I can use it for my retirement in the future. It's okay to play around by yourself, free time."

"You're willing to lie to me so hard, I'll give you my guts and intestines, what's your wealth and life!"

Having said this, Xi Ping finally put down his face.

He is used to it, and he knows the key after listening to the chord, it's not that he doesn't understand the meaning of Jiang Li.

But the fate in the Fengyue field is not as strong as the steam. Collect money to sell laughter, spend money to buy fun, and everyone goes out to clean up.No matter how difficult the threshold of the Yongning Hou Mansion is, he would not be allowed to marry a prostitute, and their family does not allow concubines, so where should he put her?Besides, there are too many beauties around him, and I am tired of looking at Huanfei Yanshou, so Jiangli relied on his good voice to get a few more songs from him. If you want to say how rare it is, it is really hard to say, there is no need to delay her. Only then did he have the patience to pretend to be stupid and accompany her to play sloppy eyes.

But this girl didn't know what stimulated her today, it was as if she had taken the wrong medicine, and it wasn't over yet!

"I'm in a hurry to be fooled," Xi Ping put away his smiling face, "What good will it do you?"

Jiang Li asked sadly, "What harm will it do to you?"

"It's not harmful, but it's not good either. Why do I need your guts?" Xi Ping spread his hands, "It's not that I don't grow up myself, it's not that I don't benefit myself..."

He thought he was giving good advice and good intentions, but before he finished speaking, he let Jiang Li push him away.

Xi Ping was disappointed for a while, so he simply came out of the drunkenness.

When he turned downstairs, sporadic music drifted down from the room. Xi Ping stopped and listened for a while, and heard that she was singing a weird southern ditty——singing that the witch in the land of chaos can't court her. , sewn her lover into a doll alive, while sewing, while confessing bitterly and secretly.

The south is a barren land, many ditties are ghostly, Jiang Li lowered the tone of the piano, and she sang seven or eight out of three parts ghostly, making the listeners feel uncomfortable.

Xi Ping said in his heart: I have been talking nonsense all this time.

Then he raised his head and yelled at Jiangli window: "Are you full?"

The weird qin song stopped abruptly, and a moment later, a flower pot flew out of the window, smashing Shizi away.

"he's gone."

The one who threw the flower pot was not Jiang Li, it was a shriveled and thin old man, his back almost bent into a hook, who appeared in the oiran's boudoir at some point, like a ghost growing out of the shadows.

Jiang Li pressed the strings, and let out an "um" out of his mind.

"Girl," the hunchback's voice sounded like it had been dampened, "he is not our fellow traveler, and there is nothing to miss."

"I know," Jiang Li said with a wry smile, "I don't deserve to be nostalgic. You see, people don't even bother with me, how can there be any affection? It's just..."

"Ok?"

Jiang Li hesitated for a moment: "Just thinking about it, although he has a bad temper, he never bullied me. I really feel sorry for hurting him like this."

"A gentleman can't bear to see animals die, so he cooks far away, but he doesn't see them being vegetarian." The hunchback said coldly, "There are no good people in Lingyang Hexi, girl, think about your parents, think about all the hardships you have suffered !"

Jiang Li pursed his lips and remained silent.

The hunchbacked old man lowered his voice: "If the fire doesn't go away, the sound of cicadas will be endless."

After a long while, Jiang Li said inaudibly: "I would rather die than Shuangtou against my will... Fourth Uncle, I know."