The county horse is a medicine jar

Everyone in Chang'an City knows that Lin Sishen, the young son of General Weiyuan's Mansion, is an out-and-out dude who spends his days in brothels and taverns and teahouses.

I don't know how to read and don't practice martial arts, and he is the son of a real tiger father.

General Weiyuan was angry with him, and he once said that if the young master dared to go to the brothel under his nose again, he would break the young master's legs.

However, the young master is deeply loved by the general's old mother, and even if his skin is scratched, his heart aches to death.With the protection of his old mother, General Weiyuan has no choice but to turn a blind eye to this worthless young master no matter how dissatisfied he is.

In spring, there was a drizzle in Chang'an City, and the rain soaked the bluestone road under the feet. The traders who came and went had to hide under the eaves to avoid the rain.

Outside the Ningxiang Building, two vendors selling rouge and gouache got together to chat, it was necessary to come and go again and again, and they talked about the young master of Weiyuan Mansion who was famous in Chang'an City.

"Look, Ningxiang Tower is open, and that young master is coming soon."

"Hurry up, hehe, the young master runs to the brothel, that's faster than the arrester who runs to the yamen."

"I've heard people say that the young master is very sick, and it seems that he is not good at that. How can he dare to go to the brothel every day?"

"Keep your voice down so that no one can hear you."

The people under the eaves were talking enthusiastically, and Lin Sishen, who was holding an oil-paper umbrella, happened to pass by and listened to their words.

When people blatantly discussed his affairs, he was not in a hurry, on the contrary, he secretly raised the corners of his lips.

He even slowed down his pace, tilting his ears slightly to hear more clearly.

The two didn't notice Lin Sishen who was approaching, and lowered their voices to continue the discussion.

"General Weiyuan is really pitiful. He is a majestic general, but his son is a useless coward."

"If you ask me, Princess Qingyang is pitiful. I heard that she is both talented and beautiful. She is the most beautiful woman in Qingzhou and the only daughter of the Ninth Prince. She has been engaged to that young master since she was a child. Following such a worthless person Jun Ma, the days to come will not be easy."

"It's not good in that respect, it's really hard."

The two whispered, and when they said this, they couldn't help but look at each other, and secretly laughed meaningfully.

Lin Sishen raised his eyebrows, supported the paper fan in satisfaction, and strode towards Ningxiang Tower.

He is a frequent visitor of Ningxiang Tower, and as soon as he entered, someone greeted him, collected the paper umbrella for him, and greeted him attentively.

"Master Lin is still looking for Miss Yunliu today?"

"Ah."

"Young Master, please go upstairs, Miss Yunliu is waiting."

Yunliu is the number one oiran of Ningxianglou, a stunning woman who can't be seen by others who spend a lot of money, but Lin Sishen is rich and powerful, and he comes from General Weiyuan's mansion. Ever since he said he wanted to hire Yunliu girl, no one dared to fight Yunliu again. Miss Liu's idea.

He spent a lot of money on Miss Yunliu, and outsiders said that the young master had a deep-rooted affection for a girl from a brothel.

Yun Liu was also happy to be at ease, and she naturally preferred to get along with Lin Sishen instead of dealing with those high-ranking old perverts.

Lin Sishen was not like those old perverts, he had always been gentle and courteous to Yunliu, never belittled or molested, this is the real gentleman.

In the boudoir with the door closed, the hanging gauze keeps swinging gently with the wind, and the exquisite incense burner on the table is being dyed with incense, and the refreshing fragrance penetrates into the nostrils, calming the mind and refreshing the mind.

Yun Liu sat in front of the dressing table and painted her eyebrows. The pretty face in the bronze mirror was as beautiful as a fairy. Whenever a man saw her, his eyes would turn dry and his mouth would dry out.

But the young master who was rumored to have a deep affection for her refused to look at her more, even if they were in the same room, he would either hold the book and not let go, or lie down and take a nap.

They say they go to brothels every day to find fun, but in fact they just stay in another place.

Yun Liu reflected through the bronze mirror and looked at the person by the window.

Lin Sishen, who was dressed in a white robe, was half lying on the cloud couch by the window. He did indeed have a pale face, feminine and handsome, as the rumors outside said.The face is fair and fair, the facial features are exquisite, the eyebrows are not drawn but curved, and the lips are not punctuated but red.

If she put on women's clothes, she would be a little more pretty than Yunliu, but she is a man.

He was holding a book in his arms at this time, looking at it seriously, sometimes frowning slightly, sometimes suddenly realizing it, as if he had no distractions.

Yun Liu vaguely saw the words "Liu Tao" written on the cover of the blue background. Although she hadn't read it, she knew it was a military book.

To outsiders, the young master of Weiyuan Mansion, who looks for flowers and asks willows, has no ambitions, but he is a good and motivated man.

It's just that she didn't understand why Lin Sishen was so happy to see others look down on him even though he was not a playboy.

Thinking of this, she got up and swayed her waist lightly and walked to Lin Sishen's side, saying coquettishly: "Young master comes here every day, holding a book to read, if you spend money to come here to read, it's better to go back to the house, so as not to be caught. People have a reputation for being a flamboyant."

Seeing Yunliu's resentful tone, Lin Sishen put down the book and said softly, "I came here with Miss Yunliu, and I like to get along with Miss Yunliu, so what's the point of staying in the house with those generals who dance with knives and guns all day long? pleasure."

Yun Liu is not stupid, she inquired sideways: "If you like to get along with little girls, why do you hold books and read all day long? According to little girls, the young master clearly uses the little girl as a pretext, so as to make outsiders misunderstand."

Lin Sishen lowered his eyes and smiled, put aside the book of war in his hand, and lazily propped his forehead and looked sideways at her: "If Miss Yunliu doesn't like it, then I won't read it, why don't you listen to the girl playing the piano."

Yun Liu snorted softly, and sat beside Lin Sishen, lightly touching Lin Sishen's chest with her white fingertips: "In my young master's opinion, the little girl is not as good as a book of war, so put people aside first, and wait until someone is in a hurry, then you can read the book of war." Willing to leave the book behind”

Lin Sishen grabbed Yunliu's hand calmly, gently pulled it away, and said with a smile: "How come, Miss Yunliu is the number one in Ningxianglou, and one of the best beauties in Chang'an City. I only have Yan Ruyu in my eyes, why are you still looking at her?" Get those obscure books."

"Little girl, I heard that Princess Qingyang is coming to the capital. After the princess settles down in Chang'an, I'm afraid you won't have time to come to Ningxiang Tower to see Yunliu."

Lin Sishen frowned slightly when he heard the words, lowered his eyes as if he was meditating on something, after a while he smiled slightly, and put his arms around Yunliu's shoulder: "The girl is my confidante, even if Princess Laoshizi comes, it is difficult If not, can you stop me from seeing the girl?"

Yun Liu covered her lips with a smile, leaned softly on Lin Sishen's shoulder, and said with aggrieved coquettishness: "Master Qingyang County is the son's legitimate fiancee, and also the only daughter of the Ninth Prince. If the son is married, is it possible that he really dares to fight against her?" I heard that she is still the most beautiful woman in Qingzhou, I am afraid that the young master will lose his soul when he sees her, so how can he remember Yunliu."

In this room, Lin Sishen was still in Ningxiang Tower and Yunliu's tender affection, but Weiyuan Mansion was in chaos, General Weiyuan with a dark face was sending people around to find the missing young master.

After hearing that he went to Ningxiang Tower again, he was so angry that he even dropped the teacup in his hand, and before he could take off his armor, he led a group of people and rushed to Ningxiang Tower aggressively to arrest people.

He heard from the emperor in the court hall that the Ninth Prince is going to bring Princess Qingyang back to Beijing in the next two days. Ninth Prince knows, it's okay.

General Weiyuan came riding aggressively with a long knife in his hand, but Lin Sishen, who was nestled in the Ningxiang Tower, didn't know it.

At the same time, a group of carriages was driving to the gate of Chang'an City. The soldiers guarding the city received the ultimatum, their expressions changed, and they hurriedly knelt down to welcome the carriages into the city.

The people on the carriage were none other than the Ninth Prince and his only daughter Princess Qingyang who came from the fiefdom.

The Ninth Prince is the younger brother of the current emperor's mother, and has a high status. His only daughter, Princess Qingyang, is even more favored by His Majesty the Emperor.

It didn't take long for a group of chariots and horses to enter the city. The main road leading to the residence of the Ninth Prince had to pass through the Ningxiang Building.

At this time, a group of onlookers were bustling outside the Ningxiang Building, blocking the way forward, and the guards leading the way hurriedly dismounted to disperse the people.

After the carriage stopped, a handsome man with white hair on his temples, wearing a purple robe with a gold belt on his waist and a jade crown on his head, frowned and opened the curtain, and asked in a deep voice: "What happened on the road ahead? The capital of the country is so chaotic, how decent it is."

The guards who led the way dispersed the crowd, and hurried forward to kneel down to report: "My lord, in front is General Weiyuan leading people to block in front of Ningxiang Tower, saying that he wants to..."

Speaking of this, the guard paused with embarrassment on his face.

The Ninth Prince frowned, with a look of surprise on his face: "General Weiyuan blocked the door of Ningxianglou, isn't this Ningxianglou a brothel?" After speaking, he said in a low voice impatiently: "You tell the truth. , don’t hesitate.”

The guard swallowed, lowered his head and said respectfully: "I heard that General Weiyuan led people to Ningxianglou to arrest the young master who was having fun in the building."

Ninth Prince's face darkened: "Young master of General Weiyuan, you mean Lin Sishen?"

"Exactly... Exactly." The guard replied submissively, his body couldn't help trembling.

"It's really unreasonable. It's absurd and absurd to have a majestic general block the door and arrest people to go to the brothel to have fun in broad daylight."

Ninth Prince's face was dark, and he slammed the curtain of the car, the guard hissed, and then got up and retreated.

In the car, the Ninth Prince still couldn't hide his anger, he slapped the table and angrily scolded: "It's unreasonable, tomorrow the king will sue the emperor to dissolve the engagement, this kind of flirtatious dude is not good enough for the king's daughter .”

"Father, don't be angry, your body is important."

A cold female voice suddenly sounded in the car, like a stream flowing in the mountains, clear and sweet.

Seeing his daughter's calm face, the Ninth Prince became even more angry, and hurriedly comforted him: "Don't worry, my father, my father will definitely seek justice for you. This king has long heard that the young son of General Weiyuan's family is not good enough, but I never thought it would be so absurd. No, this king is going to seek justice for you now."

"Father, wait..."

The Ninth Prince didn't even wait for his daughter to finish speaking, he lifted the curtain and walked down.

General Weiyuan sat on the horse, ignoring the onlookers, with a dark face, he asked his men to go to Ningxianglou to arrest them.

"Hurry up and get that useless thing out for the general. The general will have to break his leg today."

The subordinates agreed, and hurriedly swarmed into the threshold of Ningxiang Tower to arrest people.

Just as Lin Ying was holding the long knife, gritted his teeth and thought about how to teach the young son who made him lose face, a sneer suddenly came from behind him, and then a deep and dissatisfied voice sounded behind him.

"General Lin really raised a good son."