Jiangning Mansion.
The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is hazy.
Ye Qingxuan didn't abruptly use his protective energy to blow away the misty rain, but walked between the small bridges and ancient roads holding an oiled paper umbrella.
In the past, the romantic place in the world of mortals was deserted at this time.
Since this prosperous Jiangnan was ruled by the White Lotus Sect, the folk customs have changed drastically. The people who appear in the streets and alleys are all wearing white scarves and walking fast. Whenever a stranger appears in the square, someone will follow silently, looking like a big The appearance of the enemy.
Ye Qingxuan wandered the streets alone, and he lost his tail so many times, which made his mood of traveling along the Qinhuai River very bad. After leaving for half an hour, he decided to go back to rest.
On the banks of the Qinhuai River, the brothel Fireworks Street, which was originally full of red sleeves, is now closed with doors and windows of every household, but at the gate of each brothel, there is still a flow of people, coming in and out non-stop.
It's just that the benefactors who usually look for flowers and ask willows are replaced by monks and believers of the White Lotus Sect. Many of them are holding token plates with joyful faces, obviously rewarding for their merits.
The White Lotus Sect has extremely strict management over the people, dividing the urban area into divisions. If there is no official document on weekdays, even one’s own district cannot leave, and all the women in the brothel here have been incorporated into the disciples of the White Lotus Sect. With the method of double cultivation, every time a Bailian disciple who has made meritorious service comes, he will provide free double cultivation service, so that Bailian disciple can not only enjoy the beauty, but also improve his cultivation, killing two birds with one stone.
Ye Qingxuan wandered so far, of course, he didn't have the intention of asking questions, what he needed was information, detailed information of the enemy's masters.
Pedestrians were in a hurry on the street, and no one was in a leisurely mood to talk, a gust of fragrant wind passed by, Ye Qingxuan walked as usual, but there was a bunch of notes in his hand.
…
ten miles away.
Guanyu Pavilion.
There are not many places in Jiangning Mansion that can still operate normally, and Guanyu Pavilion is one of them.
As the most elegant place along the Qinhuai River, it has always been an elegant place where literati from the south of the Yangtze River gather.
For the White Lotus Sect to establish a dynasty and establish a country, talents who govern the country are indispensable. When dealing with literati and refined scholars, at the very least, it is necessary to pay attention to face.
Ye Qingxuan sat on the long pavilion, with a roll of solitary music score in his hand, and leisurely cooked tea and drank it himself.
Two young servants stepped forward and brought fruits, pastries, and incense burners...
There are several figures in another long pavilion not far away, accompanied by bursts of piano sounds, and laughter from time to time, it seems very comfortable.
Ye Qingxuan smiled, not caring.
After a while, the sound of the piano stopped at the far end, and the laughter stopped suddenly. Amidst the rustling of clothes, several young servants rushed to the pavilions with panic on their faces.
When one of them arrived at Ye Qingxuan's place, he sang a big song to himself first, and said apologetically: "This guest officer, I am extremely guilty. The small restaurant is about to be closed due to an emergency. All consumption is free, and I hope the guest officer will go." convenient."
Ye Qingxuan slowly closed the solitary sheet music, and smiled lightly: "It's okay." After speaking, he dropped an ingot of silver and walked away.
"Sir, your money..." The boy had already received the order from the owner of the shop, so he dared not accept any more money, but the moment he turned around, Ye Qingxuan was nowhere to be seen.
The boy scratched his head, so he had no choice but to collect the money and report it to the owner.
Not long after, all the guests in the Rain Watching Pavilion were evacuated, only the table of guests who had listened to Qin Changxiao and many servants and maids were respectfully waiting for someone to appear on the stage.
A group of people lined up in two rows, respectfully lined up on both sides of the road, and a few servants chatted in private, only to be scolded by the middle-aged man who looked like the owner of the museum, and quickly shut up and bowed his head.
After waiting for another half an hour, only the sound of a trumpet cannon was heard outside the Guanyu Pavilion, countless ribbons fell from the sky, a group of riders came in line, dismounted and knelt down on one knee, four handsome monks in white were holding The lotus artifacts entered in a file, and behind them were four beauties, carrying lanterns and cattail fans, entering the room. An eunuch-like official swung his whisk and shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Prince Wu Xiaoyi, bring Miss Yin Xiuxiu here!"
After a long sound, several people in the pavilion immediately knelt and kowtowed, shouting: "The king is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old."
Hahaha…
Amidst a burst of unrestrained laughter, a big fat man who looked almost the same as Holden and was even fatter, surrounded by a large group of people, rushed in.
Among them, only leaning next to the fat man was Yin Xiuxiu, a peerless famous prostitute with a full smile and a great demeanor.
On the other side of the big fat man, the young man who nodded and bowed with a slavish look was Jian Zhengming, the leader of the "Wu Gang" who had just escaped from Luzhou City not long ago.
I don't know what Jian Zhengming said to make people happy, which caused the big fat man and other followers around him to burst into laughter. The fat man's fat body trembled from the laughter, and the crown of flowers on his head kept trembling.
The fat man laughed for a while, stretched out his hand and patted Jian Zhengming on the shoulder, and said loudly: "I don't see that you have some skills, but you can think of such ways to deal with little girls, okay, okay, this time you will return to court. It is a blessing, in the future you and I will get close, and I will ask the emperor to reward you heavily."
"Thank you, my lord, for your promotion!" Jian Zhengming smiled more excitedly than a boneless dog.
This fat man is none other than "Dawei Tiande King", Huo Yi, the only younger brother of the current "Great Wu" Emperor Holden, who was conferred the title of "Prince of Xiaoyi".
This Prince Xiaoyi is well-known, but the reason why he is famous is not because of his great martial arts, but because of his stupidity and lust.
For many years, Holden has hidden this younger brother deeply, so as not to be embarrassing when he comes out, but since the founding of the Great Wu, Holden has to promote the members of the family to support the scene of the royal family.
Therefore, this stupid and lustful prince reappeared in front of the world.
Although this prince is poor in martial arts and lustful, he is a member of the Huo family after all, and he has to handle some secrets that cannot be known to outsiders. A popular figure in the Wu court.
This time, he heard that the famous Yin Xiuxiu offended Ye Qingxuan, so he fled to the south of the Yangtze River. Huo Yi, who had heard about it for a long time, immediately recruited Jian Zhengming, who had a relationship with Yin Xiuxiu, and invited Yin Xiuxiu for a while. In fact, he covets its beauty and intentionally takes it as his own plaything.
Yin Xiuxiu, who was living under the fence, had to deal with this vulgar prince. He endured the other party's foul language along the way. Although he maintained the superficial politeness, he was extremely disgusted in his heart. He smelled the greasy and foul body odor from the other party, and almost vomited several times. .
Seeing that the owner of Guanyu Pavilion and a group of familiar literati were waiting, Huo Yi laughed three times, stretched out his hand to grab Yin Xiuxiu's jade hand, walked straight to his seat, and laughed loudly: "Come on, Miss Xiuxiu!" Please sit down, let me introduce you one by one the owner of this place and my romantic figures in Jiangnan, several great talents."