Lu Yan brought a few Yali and went to Pingkangfang.
As soon as he entered the door, the old man rushed over to Lu Yan, "Sir, you are finally here."
Lu Yan frowned, "I heard that King Teng killed a singer yesterday, where is it?"
The old bustard coughed twice: "Hey, Lord Lu, that was a misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding! What happened last night was that Mei Niang was ignorant and didn't want to serve others, so just tell me, but she said nothing. Jumping from the third floor wing has nothing to do with Prince Teng."
After she finished speaking, she turned her head and scolded a little servant again, "Go check it out for me, who is the one who doesn't have eyes, to come out with such absurd words."
Lu Yan raised the corner of his mouth.
The old prostitute in the direction of the fireworks had always been wide-eyed when he saw Qian, and suddenly changed his face, presumably because the people from Prince Teng's mansion had already done the work.
"Is there still an autopsy?"
The old maid hurriedly shook her head, "Mei Niang has never been decent in her life. Before she leaves, she will not be tested..."
After all, Lu Yan is not the kind of person who gets to the bottom of things.
When handling a case, he always only looks at the paperwork. According to the laws of the Jin Dynasty, no one handed over the papers, and the yamen had no right to intervene.
The old man smiled and pointed to the second floor, "Sir, Yunzhi was a little wronged last night and has been waiting for you to come... Why don't you go and have a look?"
The eyes around him were mostly focused on him.
Lu Yan made a "hmm", then went upstairs, walked to the wing with the sign "Chunxi", and slowly opened the door.
Yunzhi cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain.
A woman who can be the top card must be extremely beautiful, with almond eyes and peach cheeks, protruding front and back, and the kind of eyes that make men unable to move.
Only now, there is a three-inch scar on the left side of the face.
"Sir." Yun Zhi turned around and rushed towards Lu Yan in a blink of an eye, her voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded extremely aggrieved.
When Lu Yan came in, the door was not closed, and there were many people outside, so Lu Yan couldn't push her away.
After all, almost everyone knew that he was Yunzhi's benefactor.
"Go and close the door." Lu Yan said to Yang Zong.
"Yes."
As soon as the door closed, only the two of them were left in the house.
Lu Yan pushed her hand away and looked down at her, "Are you okay?"
Yunzhi wiped away her tears and said, "Yesterday, King Teng insisted that Yun'er accompany him, but Yun'er refused, so he slashed my face. Your lord knows why Yun'er refused."
Lu Yan glanced at her, but did not answer.
Yunzhi has always been unable to understand and understand the man in front of him.
He paid a lot of money to wrap her up, but he never touched her body. From last year to now, he has only come here to drink tea a few times occasionally, and he has rarely spoken to her. It can be said that he has come and gone without a trace. .
The only requirement he made of himself was that no spices should be used in this wing and her body.
But even so, Yunzhi still thinks that he treats himself a little bit special, after all, she has inquired about the prince of Zhenguo, and there has never been a connecting room.
Right now, her appearance was damaged in order to defend him, so she naturally wanted to compete for the pity of a man. She didn't want to be able to enter the palace, but she wanted to really serve him once.
After all, some love between men and women cannot be played by playing the pipa...
With Lu Yan's identity and skin, he did have the capital to make the girl in Chu Guan follow him with all his heart. What's more, just being ruthless and generous, he has already plated a layer of golden light for him.
Yunzhi looked at him timidly, "Sir?"
Lu Yan's eyes were deep and he said calmly, "If you want to talk to King Teng, just tell me."
"Why do you think so?" Yunzhi's eyes were watery, "Can't you see Yun'er's friendship with your lord?"
"Between you and me, money and goods have ended, how can friendship come?" The man's voice was slow, and he couldn't see the slightest turbulence in his eyes.
Yunzhi clenched his fist, seemed unwilling, and whispered softly; "Do you still want to hear Yun'er play the piano? If you are tired of it, then you can..."
Before she finished her half-hearted threatening words, Lu Yan walked past her, opened a window, and said lightly, "Come here."
Yunzhi walked over and stood beside him.
In fact, she really wanted to wrap her arms around his waist, but the man's eyes were colder than what he said, so she didn't dare.
"Look." Lu Yanshun pointed to the outside.
This is Chang'an Pingkangfang. Outside, there are pink walls and black tiles, and the sound of the pipa is inexhaustible. The number of hospitable girls is endless.
Yunzhi's body trembled. Although he didn't say it clearly, she understood what he meant.
He was warning himself not to threaten him, not her, and others.
As soon as the tears in Yunzhi's eyes stopped, she suddenly understood that even if she had a flirtatious ability, she couldn't hold back this man, who was ruthless by nature...
—
When Lu Yan was about to leave, it was almost dusk. When he walked to the door, he suddenly heard an exclamation from the box on the first floor.
"You mean, Ge Tianshi will come to Chang'an next month?"
Master Ge
Lu Yan took a step, looked sideways, and saw a man in a blue straight jacket through the crack of the door. He stepped on a tadpole and vowed: "Yes!"
"Then Ge Tianshi is really as good as Brother Zhu said? Not only can he know the world's affairs, but he can also cure all diseases?" Someone asked.
The blue-clothed man pouted and said disdainfully, "What is it to treat a hundred diseases? Ge Tianshi's ability has grown too much. I'll tell you one more secret."
secret.
The fastest upload in the world is the secret.
After everyone nodded in agreement, the man in blue said, "Ge Tianshi doesn't look like he's in his early thirties, but his real age doesn't look that great. Some people speculate that he is a hundred years old..."
Hearing this, an old man in the room said with a trembling hand, "Don't speak madly, you child, is it possible that in this world there is really the art of immortality?"
The man in blue shook his head and said, "At first, as you thought, I didn't believe there was any immortality in this world, but until I saw that painting..."
"What painting?"
The man in blue took out a painting from his arms and slowly unfolded it—there was a Taoist priest in the painting, standing in front of the sixty-three-foot-long Baoshu Pagoda.
"The person in this painting is Ge Tianshi. The most amazing thing is that if you see him in person, you will know that he is generally the same as the painting, and has not changed at all."
"What's so new about this? I can find exactly the same painting with any painter." Someone questioned.
The man in blue smiled, tapped the bottom of the scroll with his hand, and said, "Have you seen the time, the twenty-seventh year of Yuan She."
At this time, someone raised his hand to count the time, and suddenly exclaimed, "This is a painting from more than 40 years ago?!"
"Exactly." The man in blue said.
The old man shook his head frantically, and continued to retort: "What painting from 40 years ago! The old man will tell you today, this is absolutely impossible! Maybe, the handwriting in this painting is forged by you!"
"This painting is indeed copied by me."
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding couldn't help making the sound of "Qi Qi".
Immediately, the man in blue patted the table and said word by word: "The real work of this painting is hanging on the top floor of the Luzhou Baoshu Pagoda. If you don't believe it, you can go and have a look. I copied this painting, but I want to use it. It’s just a collection. Last year, I went back to Luzhou to visit a friend. I heard that forty years ago, there was an event in Luzhou, which should have suffered heavy casualties. It was because Ge Tianshi had an eye on his forehead and calculated the date in advance, so the people of Luzhou were allowed to Escaped!"
As soon as the voice fell, someone murmured: "I seem to have heard my grandmother mention about the earth movement... Our family moved from Luzhou to Chang'an..."
The crowd mourned.
The old man who kept refuting the man in blue also suddenly lost his voice.
Lu Yan has always been dismissive of such ghosts and gods. In his opinion, what immortality is, what opens the eyes of the sky, and knows the world's affairs, it's just a myth.
Its purpose is mostly to cheat money.
But these three words, Ge Tianshi, made his heart tighten suddenly...
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It's summer now, and the temperature in the house seems to have turned into a big steamer with more than a dozen braziers.
Shen Zhen was afraid of the heat, so she wished to take a bath three times a day. In the evening, she stepped out of the tub and simply wiped her body from the towel.
Wearing a goose-yellow skirt as thin as a cicada's wings, he returned to the inner room with a light gait like a willow silk.
Before her hair was wringed dry, those little hands that were as white and tender as weeds grabbed a palm fan.
Fan the fan, still hot.
I have to say that the seventeen-year-old Shen Zhen is indeed more charming than the sixteen-year-old Shen Zhen.
The collarbone is looming, and the eye-catching mountains can no longer be covered...
After taking a bath, she lay on her back, Bai Shengsheng's jade feet exposed outside, shaking her wrists without any support, closing her eyes and enjoying the coolness brought by the palm fan.
After a while, she was suddenly thirsty, so she went down to the ground barefoot, walked to the table, and drank a sip of herbal tea.
Tangyue couldn't help but reminded: "Girl, Shizi won't let you drink cold..."
Shen Zhen's mouth raised a pear vortex, and she made a "shush" gesture at her, "I'll have a drink and consider it."
After she finished speaking, she added, "Also, it's already this time, the adults should not be back tonight." The implication of the little girl was: If you don't say it, I don't say it, how will he know
Tangyue was about to persuade again, when she heard footsteps at the door.
A trace of panic flashed in Shen Zhen's eyes, and he immediately drank the herbal tea in his hand, and then, as if nothing had happened, said, "Sir."
Lu Yan stood at the door with his arms crossed, and looked at her from top to bottom, his eyes stopped on her bare feet, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Seeing this, Tangyue moved to the wall with a wink, and quietly retreated along the wall.
Shen Zhen held the edge of the table with her hand and blinked her beautiful eyes.
Don't panic, the herbal tea on the table is finished.
Lu Yan walked in without speaking, raised his hand, pinched her chin with two fingers, and pressed down.
Only then did she realize that she was still barefoot.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Yan put his index finger on the rim of the cup, rubbed it a bit, then poured another glass of water and took a sip.
Mmmm, cool.
It was obviously just a trivial matter, but Shen Zhen felt that there were suddenly two large stones on her shoulders.
After a while, the man turned over her body, slapped her on the hip, and said solemnly, "Sometimes you really need to clean up."
This slap is obviously not the same as the slap in the night when flirting. It is a bit heavy, with a slap, and the meaning of punishment is very strong.
Shen Zhen turned around and tugged at his cuff and said, "Sir, it's summer..."
"Why, your stomach hurts in winter, but not in summer?" Lu Yan frowned, and said coldly, "It's cool in summer, just to drive away the cold, how many times do you want me to tell me? Or do you think I'm very idle, and I have it every day? Kung Fu staring at you?"
"Is it so long-term?"
The little girl blushed at what he said.
Seeing that he was about to speak again, Shen Zhen hurriedly stepped forward, put Bai Shengsheng's feet on his shoes, and wrapped them around his waist.
Lu Yan's body froze because of her sudden action, and she was a little speechless.
Perhaps, some people are naturally spoiled.
This is talent.
He stared at her little head, and after a while, he snorted lowly.
He put her back on the couch, pinched the soles of her cold feet, and said darkly, "Is there another time?"
"No." Shen Zhen shook his head.
However, such a fast promise has always been unwilling.
"I'm getting more and more capable, have you learned to perfunctory me?" Lu Yan looked down at her and said.
Shen Zhen leaned over, kissed his chin, and whispered, "How dare you..."
Lu Yan met her bright pupils, his Adam's apple moved slightly.
The lights were bright and the breeze was intoxicating. The man's big palm clasped her neck suddenly, leaned over to kiss her forehead, moved down inch by inch, touched the bridge of her nose, and sucked her lips.