Xuanji Tiancheng Thirty Years February 28th, night.
Thirty miles away from Guanyuan, on a plain at the foot of a mountain, bonfires were lit, and hundreds of tents were set up, with purple silk tassels floating on the top of the tents, indicating that they were the purple cloaks of the special institution of the imperial dynasty.
A large number of purple cloaks evacuated from Guanyuan County joined with the group of purple cloaks who had been waiting for many days in Donglan Mountain and knew they had been cheated. They were going to Shangfeng Mansion according to the order of the Great Empress, passing through a town on the way. When I was about to rest for the night, I found a villager with a blue face was carried out and carried to the nearby mountain. When I asked him, he said that some people in the village were suffering from strange diseases, and many people died. The purple cloaks have long been haunted by what happened to Guan Yuan, so they dare not live here, so they always pay attention to enjoyment, and they sleep on the best beds wherever they go. The purple cloaks finally camped once in a century. .
The purple cloak camped on the back of the mountain and facing the water. This spring night, the scenery was beautiful with the mountains and flowers swaying. It's a pity that the uncles who were frightened one after another in Guanyuan just didn't want to appreciate it.
Starlight scattered on the tents, extending from the tent closest to the mountain wall to the top of the mountain wall, where sat men and women with windy sleeves.
The woman's feet were suspended high on the cliff, her hands propped behind her back, she looked up at the stars and moon in the sky, and let out a long and long breath.
"After holding back for so many days, suffering, enduring, being beaten, imprisoned, and finally turning around, my aunt will definitely kill you today and beat you up."
The man tilted his head, and the scattered starlight shone into his eyes. He couldn't tell which was brighter. He smiled softly, but stretched out his hand to pull up the long hair of the woman who fell to the ground because of the backward leaning, and said, "You don't have to use too much force, you have to leave some It's a good show to deal with Tongcheng."
"Of course." Meng Fuyao curled her lips, "Purple cloaks are just a microcosm of the entire Xuanji Dynasty, and they grew out of the rotten mud of this damn dynasty. Instead of slowly digging it out manually, it's better The whole exchange of soil, in exchange for its earth-shaking and generous."
She picked up two small cloth bags with one finger, and said triumphantly: "Zong Yue is really a good boy. As soon as he heard that we were missing in Xuanji, he knew that there was something to do, and he actually gave all his Guangde branches a gift bag." Pack the things well, I even thought about the possibility of me taking that medicine and becoming obsessed, it's worth my hard work for him, even the queen did it."
She said happily, but the eldest grandson Wuji beside her said indifferently: "Just for this, I will have a good talk with him one day."
Meng Fuyao immediately fell silent, rolled his eyes, quickly changed the topic, and said to Mr. Yuan Bao who was sitting seriously beside him: "Mice, are you ready?"
Mr. Yuanbao nodded with bitterness and deep hatred—Mr. Yuanbao, who travels freely in the seven countries, is now full of hatred for Xuanji. In this damn country, the honorable Mr. Yuanbao, who is kind to others and has nothing to do with the world, is forced to go through the mouse hole and return Being caught in the hand and squeezed is really a great insult never seen in a rat's life, which is unbearable, it is unbearable to be drilled, but unbearable to be touched!
If this revenge is not reported, it is not a good rat!
"Go." Meng Fuyao put his hand on the mouse's forehead, and said holy and kindly: "Where there is light, there is darkness. Darkness calls for light, and light calls for darkness. You are the sailor suit Sailor Warrior of love and justice. You To represent the moon, destroy them!"
"Go and take off the pants of those who offended you!"
Master Yuan Bao, who was wearing a black sailor suit and an assassin's black scarf, immediately carried the two small cloth bags on his back passionately, quickly, and with blood boiling, and climbed down the mountain wall slowly.
That little black mass, chipping into the darkness like a black thread, then sneaked into the tents without a sound, covered its nose amidst the repeated snoring, grabbed the powder in the small red pocket on the back, and spread it on the mattress. I sprinkled it on the ground, then ran to the corner of the tent, grabbed the powder in the small green sack, and sprinkled a little on the burning incense burner for anti-snake incense.
The red one is the trichome powder, and the green one is the frightening incense. When the bristle powder meets the frightening incense, it will be ecstasy.
Powerful, fragrant, a little bit of everything, sleepless nights.
Mr. Yuanbao sprinkled more in the tents with gold threads on the purple background-the purple cloaks are strictly graded, and the equipment and clothing are very different between different levels, which is extremely easy to identify. Those with gold threads are at the team level.
The pocket on his back was soon empty, Master Yuan Bao didn't leave, just found a bush and squatted down, his eyes bright, and waited.
There are two more beside it, also waiting with bright eyes, one of them yawned softly, and said: "Sleepy, brother, borrow a fire."
The other gave him a big white eyeball.
After a while, there was commotion in the tent.
The purple cloaks who were sleeping soundly suddenly felt hot and dry, and they rolled involuntarily on the floor in a daze. They stained the bristle powder on their bodies, making it more itchy and unbearable. When I went out, I was infected with those who were sleeping next to me, and it was itchy again.
So they all got up and scratched, the more they scratched, the more flustered and uncomfortable the more they scratched, the blood oozed from the skin, and the itching couldn't be relieved, it seemed that the itching was in the bottom of their hearts, burrowing around in the blood veins, peeling off the skin It was a pleasure to grab it, and my heart was beating again, the itching was urged by the pain, and it became more and more unbearable.
The small tent couldn't stay any longer, and felt unbearably stuffy, so they set up the tent and rushed out, only to find that people rushed out from the tents on all sides, even the chief was there.
Everyone was scratching at random, the purple cloak that hadn't slept in the open for a long time, it was difficult to determine whether the skin was not used to grass seeds, so they pulled each other's obscene clothes to see, the itching was mostly on the lower body, took off their pants, and looked at the skin in the moonlight. The red marks were all scratched by myself, but nothing unusual could be seen.
"Hey! It's itchy! It's itchy!" Suddenly someone was making noise in the shadow of the tent, taking off his pants, "It's been raining and humid recently, I haven't changed these clothes for a few days and it's uncomfortable to wear, take them off!"
Everyone was itching, irritable and flustered. When they heard this, they immediately felt that the clothes were to blame. While scolding the boss for being unscrupulous and not allowed to take off their clothes while sleeping, they took off naked. Immediately felt the cool breeze blowing, cool!
Looking at each other's bodies under the moonlight, they all burst into laughter. They felt that when the clothes were taken off, the faces suddenly seemed strange. Looking at each other, they became interested again, comparing each other's size, and there was a lot of banter.
A group of naked men made a scene in the camp, so captains at all levels came out to stop them, and ordered them to go back to their tents to be careful. Everyone laughed and responded sparsely, but they didn't move.
The leader of this batch of purple cloaks is a general captain. There are 20,000 purple cloaks in total. In addition to the chief and deputy leaders, the following are the general captain, the big captain, and the group leader. Originally, 10,000 people in the purple cloak were stationed in Tongcheng, the capital, and 10,000 people were stationed in various capitals. For mobilization, there are about 13,000 people who can be flexibly used at hand. The captain temporarily brings these 3,000 people, of which 2,000 are direct descendants, and 1,000 are from other teams, so his control It's not enough - when the boss is also holding his buttocks to issue orders to his subordinates, the deterrent effect of those orders is really very limited.
After grabbing it for a while, squatting at the door of the tent to discuss whether it was moisture, the person who took off his pants first in the shadow of the tent said again: "Dampness, there are medicinal herbs on the mountain that can cure it, just smash the juice and apply it, that thing It is all over the mountain, the grass is dark green, with hooked teeth and spike-like whiskers at the top, you can recognize it at a glance."
As soon as the words fell, someone yelled in the grass halfway up the mountain: "Hey! Why are you scratching, the herbs that are ready-made on the mountain, I don't itch anymore!"
With a bang, the purple cloaks without cloaks all ran naked...
Under the starlight, countless white naked men running wildly, like fish scrambling to jump into the deep green sea of emerald shade, those swaying yellow, yellow, white and white quickly merged into the mountains from all directions, submerged into the gray-black cliffs and dark woods.
"Come back! Come back! Don't enter the forest at night!" The leaders of the purple cloak felt bad, and rushed out of the tent, shouting to stop them.
However, the subordinates who were insanely itchy were eager to relieve the itching, they just pretended not to hear them, they were already far away, the leaders had no choice but to poke their heads out of the tent while grabbing their buttocks, shouting: "Pick more, come back! Use it on behalf of the big guys—"
The shout floated to the top of the cliff with the wind, and a certain woman on the cliff looked down with her cheeks on her cheeks, squinted her eyes and sighed fascinatedly, "It's spectacular!"
He said again: "It's really a rare sight in a hundred years."
Changsun Wuji stood up and said: "Tie Cheng and Zhong Yi sang together, and finally drove people up the mountain. Let them clean up there first. Next, it's your business... The moon is dark and the wind is high, so it's time to run naked."
Meng Fuyao smiled, "The sky is dry and things are dry, suitable for killing people."
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The lights in the main tent were brightly lit, and the chief captain in the purple cloak was scratching in the tent, thinking about what happened tonight, from the plague in the town, to the inexplicable itching of the whole team tonight, the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong, he stood up abruptly, I want to call someone.
Shout them all back! Even kill a few disobedient ones!
He hurriedly put on his underwear, and was about to order his own soldiers to call for someone, when the curtain of the tent was lifted suddenly, and a man in purple clothes came in with a fluttering smile, and said: "There is no need for the general team to call, they are coming down."
The man smiled lightly and walked over slowly, the captain stared at his eyes and suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He was also quick-witted and well-informed, and immediately understood that this person could not fight recklessly, so he quickly stepped back. vertical.
"chi"
The very slight sound of the tip of a blade piercing flesh, he had heard such a sound countless times in the life of the murderous captain of the purple cloak, but the difference this time was that this time it was his own.
Afterwards, my heart was cold, and the cold gave birth to heat. What was cold was other people's knives, and what was hot was my own blood.
The captain turned his head back with difficulty, and saw the handsome young man in dark clothes in his shaky eyes, pointing forward with a single knife, smiling, and he himself was hanging on the knife.
The young man raised his arms straight and straight, without moving, as if he had raised the knife and waited there from the very beginning, and then easily waited until he moved back and reached the tip of the knife.
But the captain knew that it was not the case at all.
He can climb to the position of captain step by step in the purple cloak of the jungle, how could he be mediocre? The instincts he had acquired through countless bloody battles allowed him to detect enemies and murderous aura within ten feet of him. However, just now, not only did he not know how the man in purple came in, he even didn't feel that there was anyone behind him when he retreated.
These two people... just killed Bai Zicloak and attracted the person they were looking for day and night
Before he died, his mind was clear, and he clearly felt that the young man drew the knife slowly, blowing his blood from the knife carelessly onto his face, and said: "This posture is really handsome. From now on, I will call Meng Chuixue."
Meng...
It turned out... it was her.
The captain wanted to open his mouth, shout, and tell his Shangfeng that he finally knew who that tall man was, but unfortunately, Meng Chuixue wouldn't give him a second more chance to struggle.
His last consciousness was a mass of black and white, which suddenly rushed over and blocked his mouth with his ass.
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In the smaller captain's tent next to the main tent, several captains scratched and discussed the current situation. They didn't feel the killing happening next door at all. In fact, there was no movement next door at all.
"Bumping around like headless chickens, and now I don't even know who the other party is!"
"At Guan Yuan's place, the brothers died inexplicably!"
"The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, and you will suffer!"
"Don't complain, our place is pretty good. I heard that the brothers in Shangfeng who cooperated with Tiewei have suffered countless losses. Those black dogs are vicious!"
"His Royal Highness doesn't know what to think, but he will cooperate with the third prince."
"Don't talk about state affairs, don't talk about state affairs, the things above are beyond our guess!"
The tent fell silent. The battle for Xuanji's imperial power is something that everyone knows well, but it is also something that everyone knows must never be touched. It is said that every battle for Xuanji's throne is a terrifying killing. Today's emperor was killed amidst the turmoil and treachery in the past, and now he is carrying forward the glorious tradition of the Xuanji royal family, and using this trick on his own next generation.
It is obvious that a heroine is about to be established, and the princes and daughters are still being delegated power. The eleventh princes and daughters who are the most competitive and the three princes seem to be exiled, but they are allowed to occupy the three realms of the north, central and south, and each has a group of strong forces. , No one can figure out what kind of medicine is sold in His Majesty's gourd, and no one dares to figure it out.
In the silence, someone murmured: "It's strange, I haven't come back after taking a medicine for so long."
"It's dark and you can't see clearly." Someone laughed, "Don't mention this, I don't feel it if I don't mention it, it makes me itchy."
"I'll give you a scratch."
"Who wants you to scratch, clumsy-" the captain suddenly froze in the middle of speaking.
This voice... strange!
When he looked up, he saw that the captains on all sides were all frozen there, under the lamp, they were all white like puppets, he moved his eyes dully, turned his head to look, but for some reason his head couldn't move, and he managed to lift his eyelids to take a look. , the man in light purple clothes, leaning against the tent door with a smile on his arms, and the young man in black clothes strode over.
There was blood on the tip of his knife, and it rolled down in big drops as he walked. The sticky blood wiped off the light jade-colored zhenqi all over his body, and his eyes shone brightly under the light.
He walked over, and as the steps approached, the captains felt the pressure on their bodies suddenly loosen.
They looked at each other, jumped up together with all their strength, and rushed to the top of the tent.
escape first!
These people's martial arts are not weak, they jumped to the top of the tent in a flash, burst through the cowhide tent with a "chi la", and their heads got out of the tent.
Immediately, they all felt their bodies lighten suddenly.
It was really light, half of the weight of the whole body was suddenly lost, including the heaviest soul.
The six heads that protruded from the tent were rigidly fixed, and the six faces looked at each other in a hexagonal shape under the starlight and the moonlight on the top of the tent. They all saw the pale and pale blue of life gradually appearing on each other's face, and the eyeballs moved one by one. Cheng's condensation until the divine light completely dissipated.
Under the tent, Meng Fuyao wiped his sword, and muttered to the remaining six halves: "That's good, it saves trouble."
He raised his head again and tapped on the upper half.
"999 Piyanping, quick relief of itching, always prepared at home, do you have it at home?"
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On the mountain, the purple cloaks with bare buttocks are still looking for it. Some people are looking in the cracks of the rocks, and they can't stop muttering: "Hey, there is no such grass."
A person came by, pouted his buttocks and searched together with him, suddenly grabbed a blade of grass and said, "Do you think this is it?"
The purple cloak leaned over his head, squinted his eyes and recognized it hesitantly, and suddenly found the New World as surprised as he said: "Hey, why are you wearing clothes?"
The man showed him a bright and beautiful smiling face, stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder, and slapped a knife into his chest, and said with a cute smile:
"You're mistaken. Everyone should wear clothes, only animals don't."
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Behind a bush on the mountain road, there is a pool of clear water lying flat, as pure as beautiful jade, and you can tell at a glance that it is absolutely original ecological water that can be bottled for drinking without pollution.
Some people feel itchy and dry. Passing by this pool of water, their eyes light up. They feel that the cool stream water is really tempting. They immediately call their friends to come. All the time shouted loudly: "Good! Comfortable!"
"It's just a quick bath, just soak it overnight to make sure it's fine!"
"Give me a back rub."
"Tsk tsk, why do you smell like hair oil? Tell me honestly, did Guan Yuan have sex with some old mistress?"
"With your mother!"
"Bah! Courting death!"
There was a sound of splashing water, half-true and half-fake you palm to me, and the purple cloaks are too tight recently, and it is rare to enjoy such mountain and wild fun on weekdays. Excited, laughing and slapping each other, arousing the crystal water that is half the height of a person.
Patted, suddenly felt dizzy.
Not only dizzy, but also flustered, not only flustered, but also had difficulty breathing, bursts of white light appeared in front of my eyes, I thought it was water but it was not water, I thought it was water splashing in my eyes, rubbed it with my hands, but bright red blood came out.
Then he looked up at others, his face was blood red for some reason, but he didn't know whether it was because his eyes were red, or the other party was just so red.
The cold moon is silent, the pool water is clear, and in front of the deep black mountain wall, a group of people standing in the water are looking at each other and rubbing more and more blood. This scene is a bit weird no matter how you look at it.
So they all knew that there was something wrong with the water in the pool, so they scrambled to climb up to the bank faster than when they jumped. Epee, shoot whoever sees climbing up.
The faster you climb, the faster you shoot, just like a toy whack-a-mole. It's rare that the hand is quick and the eyes are so fast that it doesn't miss a single thing.
The people in the pool screamed, and crawled out desperately from all directions. The man grabbed the sword and whirled, running from the east end of the pool to the west end of the pool, spinning into a hurricane that could not be discerned. Like the wind.
Gradually, fewer people climbed up.
Gradually, there were fewer people in the pool.
Everything that should sink has sunk, and when it should come up, it will naturally come up.
The man looked down, turned his sore wrist, flashed a few sword flowers, nodded in satisfaction, stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "Master said that looking at this pool of water tonight, I will protect my lightness." The swordsmanship has advanced greatly, and the whole body is airtight, and now it seems that it is really good."
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There are more people scattered on the mountain in groups of three or four, looking for the unnecessary anti-itch grass.
They may encounter such a situation-a few gray-clothed men, usually four, appear indifferently, in four directions, front, back, left, and right, an exquisite small formation, swiping a few swords, piercing the heart, and drawing a bright red rainbow under the moon , the rainbow shadow has not dissipated, the dull gray man has changed places, come again.
Or there are also those who are cautious. They are afraid of encountering wild animals or dangers when going up the mountain at night, so they invite more people, maybe a dozen, to look for medicinal herbs happily.
Some people became very poetic, shaking their heads and chanting: "The moon is shining brightly in the sky, look down at the crotch, they are all small crotches, but I am the only one with big crotches!"
There was a burst of laughter all around, and a group of people shouted in unison, rushed up and twisted him, asking him to open his dog eyes to see who is the real big crotch.
A group of people threw themselves into a ball naked, like white cotton covers under the moonlight, and were having a good time, when suddenly they all felt a chill somewhere.
It's just a cold, and I haven't had time to feel the pain.
Then I saw a young man in black clothes, smiling and looking down at them with his knees on his knees, with a dozen or so "big crotch" neatly picked up on the black knife in his hand.
He heard him smile sincerely: "How can you compare that? Just cut it off and weigh it. Come, come, let's judge and see who is the biggest?"
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On the night of February 28th in the 30th year of Xuanji Tiancheng, the night when the purple cloak was severely injured.
After February 14th, Purple Cloak was attacked again, and this time the consequences were even worse—in the camp, 700 to 800 Purple Cloaks died in inexplicable colorful nude postures. On the mountain behind the campsite, nearly 2,000 purple cloaks disappeared—some of them saw the killing that night and ran for their lives, and some were lucky enough to slip through the net and came down from the mountain to find that the camp was dead in a mess, and they were afraid of military law and engaged in escape. What's more, I didn't go up the mountain and didn't see the killing, but found that the leaders were all dead in the early morning, and the companions didn't come back.
Anyway, half my life is enough. Although the salary in Zicloak's life is good and he can do whatever he wants, but because he is too hated, he often encounters danger. Now the leader is dead, and he can't even tell what happened. Instead of going back to the dark room for torture, It's better to wash your hands incognito and become a rich man.
Three thousand people, one night and one day.
If the death of a hundred last time shocked Xuanji's government and the public, this time it was a collective loss of voice. The eldest princess who had been frustrated one after another was so angry that she could not speak, and kicked to death a captain who came to report the bad news.
Then she immediately replaced the leader of the purple cloak, and asked the new leader to choose one of his own head and the enemy's head to offer.
She originally lived in Duanjing, the capital of the middle road, but now she has also rushed to Shangfeng Mansion in the south. Anyone who wants to enter the south, Shangfeng is the only way to go. Tens of thousands of people occupy Shangfeng, and the police network radiates to the towns and villages within hundreds of miles. It is bound to intercept and kill the opponent in Shangfeng.
But until now, no one has really seen who the murderer is. At the beginning, Lizheng, the county magistrate of the Li family's courtyard, and Lizheng, the township official, were both alive, but Lizheng, who held a lamp and led the purple cloak into the backyard, faced Meng Fuyao's killing directly. Terrified, he died before he could say a complete sentence. The county magistrate and the township officials tried their best to recall, but only remembered that the other party "the knife was very bright, the eyes were red, and there was a lot of blood." As soon as this testimony was spoken, he was hit The slap of the purple cloak uncle.
With witnesses like this pussy, it becomes more and more difficult to find people, and it is impossible even to trace them. The eldest princess ordered all the mansions in the middle of the road to strictly prohibit people from entering and exiting at will. Yin, those who have to leave and enter the city every day must file a record at the yamen, and post the portraits of the murderer that the county magistrate barely put together under pressure, and post them at the gates of the city. The appearance of the characters is like Zhong Kui in the New Year painting, and the temperament is like that of the Nine Heavens Thunder God, especially the big eyes, which are blood red and bright, better than a light bulb.
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March 3rd in the 30th year of Xuanji Tiancheng, the day of Shangfeng's "Qichun" gathering.
"Qichun" is one of the most important festivals of the year for the people of Xuanji Middle Road. It is held on March 3rd in the early spring of each year, which means "the spring is coming and the year is prosperous". At the gathering in Feng County, the most beautiful handicrafts, the most exquisite utensils were displayed, and the most unique tricks were danced. Xuanji is famous for its many skilled craftsmen. The "Qi Chun" Festival has always been the biggest platform for competition among peers. Whose products are surprisingly successful and become the king of this industry. nice.
It was a very lively day inside and outside the city gate. The flow of people was crowded for several miles in the early morning. The officers and soldiers were very busy with their inquiries.
A few officers and soldiers guarding the east side gate, led by an old assistant, shouted profusely in sweat: "Line in line! Don't squeeze! Hey, go back! I'm talking about you!"
I was so busy that I suddenly saw a young daughter-in-law with her face half covered, Niao Tingting, accompanied by her in-laws and husband, carrying the burden of preparing to participate in the festival stalls. A pair of black eyes were bright and gratifying, and the pupils of the eyes flashed brightly, which made the hearts of the young officers and soldiers tremble.
However, he still didn't dare to neglect to stretch out his hand, and the little daughter-in-law gently handed over the road guide and paperwork, which were complete. The officer and soldier pinched it, and suddenly felt that something was wrong with his hand. Just as he was about to speak, the daughter-in-law leaned over and exhaled Lan Qiao smiled sweetly and said: "Guan Ye..."
The apricot-yellow concentric knot silk tassels on her fan hang down, brushing softly and greasy on the backs of the officers and soldiers' hands, the rippling touch makes the officers and soldiers soften, and immediately forgets what she wants to say, the daughter-in-law rolled her eyes and stretched out her hand Retrieving the document, he scratched his palm lightly with his fingernails, with neither light nor heavy force, with a half-provocative and half-teasing expression, and his tone was also floating and charming, "Master, can we go to the next pass to get the city seal? "
"Oh..." The officers and soldiers were so terrified by that scratch, they watched her pass by in a daze, and they still looked back and smiled at her, even the bones were a little lighter, how could they remember the "feel wrong"
It was the old assistant who was in charge of stamping the city seal. This gentleman was also in charge. The paperwork had to be scoured one by one. The old guy looked worried and worried.
The daughter-in-law came over with a soft fragrance, as if she was boneless, and handed over the citation document on the way. The old assistant touched it with his hand and said "Huh?", but the daughter-in-law suddenly said "Oops", as if being hit by someone, and her body was broken. When it tilted, the handkerchief fan fell right in front of him.
The old assistant's eyes suddenly lit up.
Excellent embroidery!
Water-red silk satin, embroidered plain clothes beauty, beaded curtains, frowning eyebrows, leaning against the window, looking at the moon, but embroidered with big palms, clothes, expressions, looks, colors are all exquisite and lifelike, even the folds of the clothes are natural and smooth Flying like flying, and the sorrowful mood of leaning on the window and the moonlight, as if in front of my eyes, there is a word next to it, the old assistant is not good at writing, but I can see that the word is embroidered beautifully, with extraordinary charm , there is no ordinary embroidered character that is stiff and rigid, and it complements the beauty picture. It is actually a rare rare product in Xuanji, where there are so many talented people...
How many people should be crazy about such a thing if it is to be brought to the "Spring Festival"
The old assistant's heart was pounding, and he remembered what he had been worrying about all the time - her daughter was eighteen years old, and she was ugly. worry
His eyeballs were stuck to the fan and he couldn't get it off again. The little daughter-in-law said softly and laughed, "Oh, it's dirty." Flicking the fan into his hand, the old assistant subconsciously held it tightly, With the fan in his hand, he had no time to study the wayfinding, and no time to open his mouth to speak. The daughter-in-law pushed her finger away, and the yamen servant beside him who was buried in the seal didn't lift his head, and just covered it with a wave of his hand.
Several people walked over Shi Shiran, and each smiled. The woman smiled and said, "I feel sorry for you, let alone the old slave?"
The little daughter-in-law was shy, twisted her body and pointed a little, and poked "mother-in-law" on the forehead, "Death!"
The "husband" jumped over with a swish, rolled his eyes, and said in a buzzing voice: "Rabbit!"
"Is it easy for me?" The "little daughter-in-law" resented, and said in a shameful manner: "The real woman refuses to pretend to be, but she asks me, an imposing man, to paint and paint, and even presents the exquisite work of the famous embroidered Yunniang in my family's collection." , I don’t even want to say hello to you.”
"Okay, very good, a born actress, infinitely coquettish." Meng Fuyao's "mother-in-law" came over with a wide smile, admiring Zhong's daughter-in-law's acting skills.
Zhong's daughter-in-law immediately leaned on her with musky musk and fragrance, as if she was boneless, and she clapped her slender fingers, "Good man..."
Suddenly being grabbed by the collar, Mrs. Zhong was dissatisfied and turned her head and shouted: "Tiecheng, don't spoil the scenery like this every time..." She choked suddenly in the middle of speaking.
"Elder-in-law" eldest grandson Wuji looked at him with a smile, his expression was very gentle, but his eyes clearly said: If you do your hands and feet endlessly, I will let Mr. Yuanbao wait on you day and night...
Zhong's daughter-in-law withered immediately, shuffled away, and murmured: "My parents-in-law stole through the city, and my daughter-in-law kicked over the wall..."
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The "Starting Spring" festival lasts for seven days. Because of the festival, although the eldest princess and the third prince have strictly ordered their camps not to go out, some high-ranking commanders of the purple cloak and the iron guard still couldn't resist the seduction of the bustling lights all over the city, and sneaked out. "Having fun with the people" went.
Of course, the people are the daughters of the people.
However, compared with the tyrannical Purple Cloak, the rules of the Tiewei are better. They usually prostitute themselves, and since the accident in the Li Family Courtyard, the Purple Cloak generally doesn’t touch civilian women. According to the rules, the two families are divided into half According to the location of the two camps, the kiln in the south of the city belongs to Zicloak, and the kiln in the north of the city belongs to Tiewei.
Both the eldest princess and the third prince were afraid of a quarrel between the two families, and they strictly ordered not to be jealous, so they lived in peace all the time.
But something went wrong today.
According to the usual practice, during the festival, famous oirans from nearby states and counties would usually rush over to perform their fighting skills in the city, and carry forward their reputation for personal talent, in order to achieve greater popularity and higher treatment in the prostitution industry, and this time is no exception. Some famous beauties came here, especially with the title of "Yi Zha Yun"—what is Yi Zha Yun? It is said that this woman has practiced different skills, and her body is light and soft. A man sleeps on her body, like lying on a couch with soft clouds. From this, one can imagine how ecstasy it feels like!
In fact, people want people to want, and the lower body is always more important than the upper body. The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all about the artistic conception, but when it comes to seduction, the artistic conception is definitely not as good as a soft cloud, so a city with both talents The oirans had no choice but to look at "One Couch Cloud" in dismay.
"One Couch Cloud" is also different from other places for sweeping the couch this time. It chooses the Qixing River in the city. The Qixing River runs across the north and south of Shangfeng City. Flesh business, now "Yi Couch Yun" is also interested, choose this Qixing River, there is no need for a gorgeous and grand painting boat, just an ingenious light boat with a red light on it, floating leisurely on the clear water, like a woman in a sleeping posture , to treat benefactors, but even more seductive Qisi.
The night is filled with music and the colorful lights on the Qixing River. Countless people on the bank are eagerly waiting for the beauty to arrive. It is said that "One Couch Cloud" is not an ordinary prostitute with red lips. The benefactor must be selected by her personally.
The girl's famous saying is said to be:
Chickens also have personalities!
When the night was not over, a light boat came in anticipation, and stopped ten meters away from the shore. Looking from the weeping willows on the shore, the light boat was silent.
Everyone waited impatiently, among them was the contractor of the southern kiln, Zi Cloak, and the boss of the northern kiln, Tie Wei. The leaders of both sides looked at each other, then at the positions of the two sides, and turned their heads.
The small boat was silent all the time, but at this moment, people's appetites were swayed more silently than loudly. Just before people's impatience would explode, the red light suddenly turned on, and suddenly there were more women in plain clothes under the light.
The clothes are soft and soft, as charming as flowing clouds.
Under the red light, the woman's face was hazy, but she was graceful, like a fairy of Luoshen, and she was dizzy from beautiful jade.
From everyone's point of view, they can only see her white and slender hands, clasped together in her abdomen, with an elegant posture, like a magnolia flower blooming in the morning glow.
And the corners of the skirt are floating, just like the white lotus on the water, dragging out a charming charm in the cool wind of early spring.
The most beautiful thing is the flowing figure, the plain clothes and light makeup cannot conceal the charm and brilliance of the muscles and bones, whether it is raised or sunken, it is a natural beauty, and it is a wonderful pen that can only be drawn by a top craftsman with the help of gods.
Everyone looked at the beautiful shadow in the distance and lost their breath for a moment.
Really... a cloud...
The woman didn't speak, and went into the cabin as soon as she boarded the boat, leaving behind her stunning figure, attracting admiring eyes all over the place.
In the silence, the boat quieted down again, and then the sound of a pipa suddenly sounded in the boat!
The sound can crack the stone, and the sky can stop the cloud!
That piece of pipa came suddenly as if the silver bottle was broken, and then the wind and thunder shook the sky, piercing the confusion and chaos, and splashing with exciting sounds!
When the sound starts, the sea is turbulent, the five continents are windy, the crackling sound and the dancing strings shock the heart, like wind and thunder rolling in all directions, the wind of the king sweeps the mountains and rivers, and there is a phoenix flying above the long sky, the colorful tail feathers piercing the clouds, the wind rises, The clouds rise, the moon hides, and the sun rises. After the endless brilliance, the sky gradually becomes empty and bright. The frost bell in the gradually hidden place is ringing deeply. In the depths of the distant mountains in the middle of the moon, who is sleeping on a stone to wash the stream? But the moonlight is gradually sinking, falling into the red tent and jasper boat, lingering, beautiful, soft, and clever... all the lively and prosperous dreams in the head of the Red House.
Everyone is dreaming.
Peerless song.
I have never seen a piece of pipa that can so ingeniously blend the excitement and emptiness with the magnificence.
As for the pipa player, what kind of appearance should it be
Everyone was intoxicated thinking, and they all took the initiative to