There are many brothels in Xuelian City, and the high-rise buildings stretch out, and the layers of cornices are piled up to create an imposing manner similar to the inner palace. Xuehe Tower is the one with the highest eaves, which has eight floors. Ascending to the sky, happy like a fairy. The name of the city that never sleeps also comes from this. It was just at dawn, and the wide main street was no longer deserted. There were constantly disheveled wealthy customers walking out of the brothel surrounded by enchanting women. Brother-in-law", the men looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.
Xu Fengnian let the dead man from Fushuifang lead the way far ahead. When he was walking on the street full of rich fragrance of makeup, there were many brothel girls who were tired and should have gone back to the building to catch up on sleep. The older women even used dirty words to hook up with this handsome guy with a raw face. The street was very long, and Xu Fengnian walked forward with a sword. Amidst the exclamation, yelling, and harmonious laughter, many women who were about to climb into bed but had not died of sleep opened the window rails according to the sound and motion, and lay on the railings. Looking at this suave young master with a smile, I don't know who started it, and shouted, "My lord, the servant's family paid twenty taels of silver, come or not", and soon someone shouted thirty taels. The second-class spy from Fushuifang, the only second-class spy in Xuehelou who knew Xu Fengnian's identity other than Mrs. Song, was sweating coldly, but at the same time, he also showed a bit of arrogance and arrogance. Doesn't Liang Mang need to fight anymore
Xu Fengnian dodged those messy objects in the melons, fruits, silk scarves and bellybands, feeling a little helpless. Then he remembered that since she parted from the one holding the white cat Wu Meiniang, she seemed to have never visited a brothel. Earlier, with Li Hanlin Yan Chiji, Kong Wuchi and the four of them wandered around together, and this scene often happened, but at that time, the selling gold caves in Lingzhou, Liangzhou knew his background, and they were more interested in the title of His Royal Highness. The banknotes in it went. Xuehelou is different from other brothels located on both sides of the street, occupying the end of the street exclusively, standing out from the crowd, like a king facing north and south, with civil and military guards on both sides. The abnormal noise on the street also alarmed Xuehe Building, so when Xu Fengnian walked outside the building, there were curious women's heads poking out of the window on the sixth floor and below, but Xuehe Building has strict rules and dare not behave like colleagues Join in the fun, especially when they saw the burly man standing under the steps, posing a gesture of waiting for the distinguished guests, they didn't dare to make mistakes.
Xu Fengnian didn't care about this innocuous episode. Among the four masters, Tuoba Bodhisattva has confirmed his return to the north, Deng Tai'a has never been an enemy, Cao Changqing is in Guangling Road, who else in the world can assassinate, and who dares
Mrs. Song didn't go downstairs to greet her with great fanfare, obviously for the sake of caution, Xu Fengnian went straight to the top floor, Mrs. Song and the new oiran of Xuehelou, Yu Qingling, who had met not long ago, stood breathlessly at the door of an elegant room, Mrs. Song pushed open the door, Xu Fengnian stepped over the threshold and entered the antique room, Mrs. Song and Yu Qingling followed quietly, the man quickly closed the door, and stood outside the room as the gatekeeper. After Xu Fengnian found a chair to sit down, Yu Qingling started to make tea without Mrs. Song's words. , Xu Fengnian shook his head and asked, "Have Shao Mu and those two children settled down?"
Mrs. Song reported: "Everything has been settled properly. According to the order, the secret forces in the Xuehe House will start to operate, and the snow lotus plant in Liu Huaixi's mansion will be taken away by tonight at the latest."
Yu Qingling's original movement of making tea froze for a moment, Mrs. Song's face remained calm, but her eyes narrowed for a moment. Xu Fengnian waved his hand and said: "Remove the mission, there is no need for this."
Mrs. Song nodded without showing any doubts.
Xu Feng said in a young voice: "I will rest for a day in Xuehe Tower, and you will do as usual, so you don't need to spend your time entertaining them."
Mrs. Song hesitated to speak, and before Xu Fengnian could speak, she immediately dismissed the idea, and said guiltily, "It's the servant who overstepped."
Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "There is nothing bad to say. I just fought with Tuoba Bodhisattva who chased all the way to Xuelian City, but I still couldn't tell the winner. I guess Li Mibi is beating his chest and stamping his feet right now. The price of Beimang spider web is not small for intercepting and killing me."
Yu Qingling's hands and feet became stiff as if struck by lightning.
Tuoba Bodhisattva, God of the Northern Mang Army, and Li Mibi, the ancestor of the spy, who is not a terrifying figure who is aloof and unreachable
Xu Fengnian apologized and said: "After I stepped into Xuehe Building, your identities will soon be discovered by interested people. Among all the forces in Xuelian City, the only threat is Xishu, but don't worry, once you come to Xishu for a short time I can't take care of myself, and their espionage background has always been weak, and I will send a group of Fushuifang dead men to come here. Not surprisingly, the leader is Fan Xiaochai. We will go together. Because Xuelian City cannot be abandoned for the time being, I need Xuehe Tower, which has the inherent advantage of being close to the water, to help keep an eye on the changes in the situation in Xishu and Nanzhao. "
Mrs. Song said with a smile: "It is a great honor for Xuehelou to contribute to Qingliang Mountain and Fushuifang. I will never hesitate to die."
From the corner of Yu Qingling's eyes, Mrs. Song is radiant and has a warm smile. This is very different from the Mrs. Song in my impression. Ever since Yu Qingling settled down in Xuehelou when she was young, the Mrs. Song in her memory, whether she is Dealing with people impeccably, or strategizing against those male tyrants, has always been unsmiling and cold, even when facing her, Yu Qingling and other courtiers who occasionally smile, they are always stingy. It was the first time that Yu Qingling knew the lady who smiled knowingly, like the finishing touch, the charm was particularly long. Soon Yu Qingling calmed down, cleared up the messy emotions, and handed the young son a cup of sparrow tongue picked from the old tea tree on the top of Tianmu Peak in Nanzhao. Qing Ling's scrutinizing glances are understated and swept away. She is not stupid. If it is just for Mrs. Song to receive her solemnly and respectfully, then those big bosses with hidden identities in the Fushui room in Beiliang are qualified to do so. Speaking of the battle with Tuoba Bodhisattva, there is a sense of life and death in the words that can distinguish the winner from the loser, so the identity of the handsome man in front of him will naturally come to light. The powerful man, Liang Wang Xu Fengnian! Yu Qingling had to sigh with emotion, he is really young.
Xu Fengnian didn't care about Qingling's small thoughts. While drinking tea leisurely, he casually chatted with Mrs. Song about the customs of Xuelian City, and had been entangled with Tuoba Bodhisattva for more than half a month. At the critical moment of life and death, he also needs to learn about the dynamics of the war between Liangmang and the general situation of the world from Xuehelou. It's just that Xuehe Tower is located in a small town outside the Great Wall in the southwestern border, and its geographical location cannot be compared with the eight houses in Nanzhao of Western Shu. Xuehe Tower is only located in the middle of the seventy-two rooms inside and outside Fushui House, but Mrs. Song's status is special , even Chu Lushan looked at him with admiration, and Xu Fengnian and Tuoba Bodhisattva went all the way from the northern part of the Western Regions to the south. Got the news. But Xu Fengnian could only learn that Liu Jinu's Hutou City was still trying to protect it, and that the huge new city in the north of Liangzhou, which was even bigger than Hutou City, was about to start construction. There was a tentative fight with Liu Gui's army, and the damage on both sides was within the acceptable range. Furthermore, after the two cities of Lying Gongluan and Crane in the mouth of the gourd were attacked by Beimang's vanguard general Zhong Tan, Xiaguang City also fell in Beimang's offensive regardless of cost. In the name of the Liangdu Protectorate and Chu Lushan personally issued a military order to go to the famous Hupu Camp, this old battalion of Youzhou infantry who had made great achievements, from the general Xun Shu, to the 23 captains and 47 lieutenants, to All the soldiers, 2,726 people in the whole battalion, were all killed in battle. Yu Qingling didn't know why, when she heard these concise words from Mrs. Song's mouth, she seemed to hear the sound of huge battle drums, the smoke of wolves was everywhere, the corpses were everywhere, and the faces were blurred with blood. , a handful of unsheathed Beiliang knives... And when she didn't know when tears were streaming down her face, she saw the young vassal leaning on the back of the chair drinking tea, with a expressionless, indifferent expression at all, Yu Qing Ling, a humble pawn who had finally made it to the second-class room in Fushui House, suddenly became angry uncontrollably. She suddenly became courageous, and stared straight at this young man who could be upright and dressed in a boa robe at certain times. Your eyes are full of doubts and resentment, the soldiers at the border are dying generously for you and your Xu family, can't you show a little sadness? Could it be that because they are one of the 300,000 cavalry in Beiliang, it is only natural that they will die? Don't even bother to make you frown? !
Mrs. Song said softly: "The battle between Youliang and Liangzhou took place outside the pass. Since the start of the battle, no one from the Northern Liang army has surrendered."
Xu Fengnian nodded and said, "Before Bei Mang's army enters the customs, even if some of us are willing to surrender, Bei Mang will not accept surrender."
Yu Qingling was supposed to refill his cup of tea, but she put down the teapot heavily as if venting her anger, and then smiled miserably. With a death-or-die mentality, she wanted to question this young feudal lord whether he had a heart or not.
It's just that it doesn't mean that Qingling opened his mouth, Mrs. Song, who is so sophisticated in observing words and expressions, said sternly: "Shut up! Yu Qingling, get out!"
Yu Qing got up in a daze, and left the elegant room in a daze.
Mrs. Song smiled bitterly and said: "My lord, Yu Qingling is just a child. She has lived in the snow lotus city where there is not much wind and rain all her life. She doesn't understand anything. Please don't blame her."
Xu Fengnian bent down to lift the teapot, poured tea for himself, and poured a cup for Mrs. Song, shaking his head, "It's okay."
Mrs. Song said softly: "Xuehe Building is a mandarin duck building with two buildings connected by a bridge in the air, hence the reputation of 'attic in the air'. The front building is mainly used for banquets and tea drinks, and guests usually come at night , stay in the back building, and most of them are returning customers who are familiar with the details of Xuehe Building. It’s just that the slaves don’t know whether the prince wants to live in the back building, or find a quiet house nearby to rest. .”
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Don't bother, I'll just live in the back building."
Mrs. Song was a little hesitant, but the back building had a high-class room with the same decoration as the Wanghou's house, but the Xuehe Building was a mixed bag of good and bad people, and there were a lot of rich people from all over the world who spent a lot of money staying in this gentle town, often staying for ten days and a half months, the smoky atmosphere Dirty things often happen, Madam Song's implication is naturally that she hopes that the young feudal lord can choose a quiet courtyard in the midst of the hustle and bustle, otherwise it would be unseemly for the majestic Northern Liang king to live on the first floor with those men. But now that he had spoken, Madam Song did not go to extravagance, and led Xu Fengnian down to the sixth floor, walked into the ingenious covered bridge, and came to the back building. Madam Song did not arrange for the women in Xuehelou to prepare the things he needed after taking a bath. Changing clothes, all the affairs are done by her personally, even pouring water for the bathtub in the room is done by her. As for the matter of recommending the pillow mat, Mrs. Song dare not expect extravagantly, and will not think about it. In the brothels all over the world, no matter how good-looking you are, no matter how many ministers you have under your skirt, aren't you all vulgar and vulgar? Out of silt but not stained? Do you really think that you are a female Bodhisattva sitting on the lotus platform
Xu Fengnian, dressed in rags, took Mrs. Song to the door, took off the cold knife, took a bath and changed clothes, shaved his beard and cut his nails, finally feeling refreshed. Then I sat at the table, my mind moved slightly, the remnants of the flying swords that Deng Tai'a presented back then floated a foot away from the table one by one, the Xuanjia, the childhood sweetheart, the dew, the spring peach blossoms, the moth-browed red bird, the yellow tung tree, the mayhem, and the golden thread. There are twelve flying swords in total, which contain twelve kinds of sword powers. The sword powers are already clear to the heart, but after several battles, there are only four flying swords left. People in the world often say that things are right and people are wrong, but on Xu Fengnian's side, people are still nothing. Xu Fengnian didn't put away the four flying swords that depended on each other, let them rest quietly on the table, closed his eyes, and began to breathe. The reason why Taoism is proficient in the art of exhalation and respects the return to simplicity is that there is a saying that when a newborn baby falls to the ground, he spits out the turbid qi of the previous life, and young children often cry because "the turbid qi in the abdomen should not be hidden". I don't know the art of exhalation and health preservation, but the true energy lasts naturally, so it fits the word "innocence". After a person becomes an adult, although he has learned to be tolerant and likes to praise someone's maturity with a happy face, but in the view of Taoism, it is contrary to nature.
Xu Fengnian was half asleep and half awake, in a trance.
Exhale and inhale, retract and let go of your mind. At this moment, there were many sounds of movements inside and outside the Xuehe Building, and the next moment, it seemed that the world was completely silent.
Xu Fengnian thought of Xu Yongguan, the blind old soldier in Yuguying, who sent off six hundred on the way to the Beijing post.
I thought of the Youzhou cavalry who fought from Jibei to the outside of Hulukou.
I remembered many people and many things.
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After an unknown amount of time, Xu Fengnian was awakened by the sound of footsteps outside the door, and suddenly realized that the lights were already on outside the window. Xu Fengnian retracted the flying sword, went to the window, and was in a daze.
After this battle, Xu Fengnian is confident that it won't take long for Tuoba Bodhisattva to truly draw. He will also compete with Deng Tai'a, who is the most lethal among the four great masters. Among the four great masters, only Cao Changqing who is "respectfully accompanied by the last one" is counted. After all, Tuoba Bodhisattva is recognized as the second child of ten thousand years who only lost to Wang Xianzhi. And Xu Fengnian's reputation in the arena is at its peak by virtue of his victory over Wang Xianzhi in one fell swoop. Only Cao Changqing has never fought against a great master of the same level for many years. There was no real life-and-death battle with Gu Jiantang Liu Haoshi and the others, so compared with Xu Fengnian, Deng Tai, Tuoba Bodhisattva, he would inevitably be looked down upon a lot. But Xu Fengnian knew very well that after the Confucian sage Cao Changqing changed course, among the four, this high official was not only the highest, but also the one with the strongest combat power. Still at his peak, no less.
Outside the room, Mrs. Song brought the elite dead man from Fushuifang, whose name Xu Fengnian did not know until now, and she knocked on the door lightly. After getting permission, Mrs. Song pushed the door open and said, "Liu Huaixi came to visit Xuehe Tower alone. The slaves dare not make their own decisions, so they have to disturb the prince's rest."
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "Let's go see it together. I'm also very curious about this legendary figure who ruled the roost. Mrs. Song, when the time comes, tell me that I am the newly accepted nursing home of Xuehe Tower."
Mrs. Song held back with a half-smile. Xu Fengnian jokingly said: "Well, indeed, even if Xue Helou is rich and powerful, it seems that they can't afford to hire a thug like me."
The three of them walked together in the lichen corridor paved with gorgeous silk woven from Western Shu. After turning the corner, they passed a room. With a long sword in a purple sheath and an exquisite purple bamboo flute, the woman has a good appearance, a cold face, and she is a thousand miles away from others. The other three young people have very different appearances, the leader is a person with a bold personality and a handsome face, "he" jumped out of the threshold, and after crossing his hands, he is smiling and talking to a tall man with sword eyebrows, and the other has a noble family. With a handsome face, a face like a crown jade, and luxurious brocade clothes, he was whispering to an old man with gray temples and a sword on his back. The two groups of people collided with each other. In fact, each side took a step back, and they just passed by in such a calm manner. It's just that the dead man in Fushuifang who led the way for Xu Fengnian and Mrs. Song didn't mean to stop. The "brother son" who went out was probably spoiled by the elders at home, so he didn't have the good temper to be courteous when he went out, so he stood in the middle of the corridor, shaking his shoulders, squinting his eyes and laughing. Mrs. Song frowned slightly, Xu Fengnian shook her head calmly, Mrs. Song understood, and said indifferently to the number one master of Xuehelou who wanted to go on a rampage: "Mengli, forget it."
Hearing the name Mengli, only the old man Negative Sword twitched his eyelids in the group. Except for him, an old Jianghu, everyone else entered Snow Lotus City for the first time. The respective sects and sects of the purple-clothed woman and the pair of siblings are outstanding in the Southwest Prefecture. As for the tall young man without roots, he is also a rare rising star. They still look down on this small border town from the bottom of their hearts of. It's just that the old man has heard of Meng Li, who rarely took action in Xuelian City, but it is said that there was a death battle with several masters under Liu Huaixi's command. Most of the latter disappeared in the rivers and lakes, and Liu Huaixi is recognized Second-rank junior master, since Mengli is still alive and well, it means either Xuehelou is not easy to mess with, or Mengli has the skills to challenge Liu Huaixi. Even if the old man doesn't have too much fear of the old man who thinks that swordsmanship is good, he has to be cautious when confronting such a local snake at the door of other people's house. One thing more is worse than one thing less.
Just when the old man was about to take the initiative to give in and calm things down, the young woman disguised as a man had already said, "Forget it? What a big tone, who are you? Forget it, do you still want to do something?"
The purple-clothed woman who arrived at Xuelian City earlier than her companions sighed softly, and said to the noble boy whose face was somewhat similar to the girl: "That woman is the head of Xuehe Tower, and everyone in Xuelian City calls her Mrs. Song .”
The son of the aristocratic family hummed, he was born in a noble family in the county, he was not lacking in nourishing energy, and he had no intention of causing trouble, and smiled at the girl with a high tone: "Damn girl, come back."
The girl was reluctant, but at least she was no longer aggressive. But soon someone added fuel to the flames, and the eyes of the tall young man who was full of recklessness became hot, and he stared at Mrs. Song who still had charm and skin like a girl, "You are Mrs. Song from Snow Lotus City. Lieutenant General Shu Yizhou didn't find a good woman either?"
He grinned, showing his snow-white teeth, "Ma'am, my name is Zhang Wuhou, the guy who peed in front of the Prince's Mansion of Zhaojia County in Nanzhao. I have admired you for a long time!"
Mrs. Song did not become angry because of the young man's frivolous words, she smiled, "Got it."
The girl was obviously very dissatisfied with the man around her, she snorted coldly, and looked at Mrs. Song with even more provocative eyes, "Zhang Wuhou, what do you admire, she is old enough to be your mother!"
Since his debut, Zhang Wuhou, who has moved Liyang Southwest due to his rampant behavior, smiled and said: "Mrs. Song is so good, I don't understand."
The old man with a negative sword was worried, and that handsome family member had no choice but to say that he was afraid and annoyed the whole Snow Lotus City because of this, that would be a big joke.
Xu Fengnian really didn't expect these people to be so courageous, and he was unwilling to let these guys continue to insult Mrs. Song, so he said with a smile: "When you are away from home, speak well, and at the worst, speak humanly."
Then Xu Fengnian turned his head to look at Mrs. Song, "Could it be that when I walk around the rivers and lakes now, I want to engrave the words 'come and hit me' on my face? I didn't have the courage back then."
Mrs. Song smiled and said: "Probably these few are either Wang Xianzhi's disciples or Cao Changqing's disciples, or they are the sons and daughters of the Liyang feudal prince and county king, so they are more courageous."
Xu Fengnian laughed and said, "Even so, it still doesn't make sense."
Mrs. Song, who seemed to be playing charades with Xu Fengnian, nodded, and said with a dazed expression on purpose: "Yes, it still doesn't make sense."
The girl was furious, and said angrily, "Shameless bastards! You don't want to pass here today! I don't care what Mrs. Song you are, you are a prostitute, or an old and decrepit prostitute!"
Mrs. Song was completely indifferent. In just twelve years, she made Xuehelou the largest brothel in the southern part of the Western Regions. The forces were intertwined. Even Liu Huaixi had to tolerate this thorn in the side of the couch. How could a little girl say a few words? Just break the golden body. If it weren't for the King of Beiliang being by her side, if she was allowed to let go of her hands and feet to start a verbal confrontation, Mrs. Song could easily leave that little girl with a psychological shadow for the rest of her life. As a dead man trained by Fushuifang, Mengli has the most rules. As long as Mrs. Song doesn't speak, even if he has a strong murderous intention, he won't take any action, but there is already a ferocious smile on his face.
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "It's almost enough."
The girl sneered and said, "You little boy raised by an old woman, what are you?! Are you worthy of talking to me?"
Zhang Wuhou is a daring guy at first, and he has an astonishing reliance in the dark, he laughed and said: "Not convinced? How about we practice our hands? If you win, we make way. If you lose, Mrs. Song will be mine, how about it?"
Xu Fengnian smiled, "Practice your hands, that's ok." After speaking, he walked forward slowly. Meng Li quickly took the initiative to retreat to make room, his eyes were almost crazy and fiery, and even his hands and feet trembled involuntarily. One of the four great masters in the world, how many people can see the four of them make a move with their own eyes? After the blink of an eye, the girl didn't even notice anything strange, and there was a loud noise behind her, and then she realized that Zhang Wuhou beside her had turned into that young man with the most hideous smile who was still "make do" with his skin.
It turned out that Zhang Wuhou was pushed out by Xu Fengnian's light palm on his forehead, bumped all the way, smashed through the wall, passed through the room, broke through the wall again, and just fell out of the eighth floor of Xuehe Tower.
Among the group, the old man with the sword was the highest in martial arts, but he didn't see clearly how this mediocre young man made a move. The old man just instinctively stretched his hand around and pulled out the long sword.
Xu Fengnian just stood beside the young woman, looked at the two slightly eye-catching holes one after another, waited patiently for a long time, then turned his head, looked at the horrified Southwest Kendo master, and asked with a smile: "Why, even Can't even pull out the sword?"
At this time, everyone realized the unattainable master of swordsmanship in their hearts, and reached out to hold the hilt behind the sword. The long sword, which weighed only a few kilograms, seemed to be as heavy as a mountain, and it was difficult to shake it no matter how hard it was.
This scene is really ridiculous.
This accidental turmoil, seemingly ordinary provocations and emotional disputes, in fact, each of the group has their own scheming, not to mention the poor guy who has fallen out of the Xuehe Tower, the woman in purple is trying to make a name for herself in the southwestern rivers and lakes It is only the first step for a heroine to travel the rivers and lakes, and winning the title of fairy is only the first step, and she needs all kinds of means to manage it, clinging to towering trees in order to pretend to be a tiger, making friends with senior celebrities, carefully win over young men with money and family background, etc., etc. Everything is indispensable. The majestic son of the family on the West Shu Road saw the old-style cold knife on Xu Fengnian's waist because of his sharp eyes. His family had suffered enough from the Xu family's tiger and wolf masters, and they couldn't wait for the Xu family in Beiliang to peel and cramp. However, in anger at the dude from Xishu who likes to wear cold knives, he has played with his own hands to death and disabled a lot over the years. I ran into someone in Xuelian City. Apart from not being pleasing to the eye, I hoped to throw stones and ask for directions, trying to create a farce, and expose the old background of Xuehelou. If he really had an affair with Beiliang, then he would have an easy credit up. As for the woman who was annoyed by Marquis Zhang Wu's change of mind, why didn't his eyes light up? Her mind is the simplest, in front of a strange man who is interested, she just wants to keep his eyes on her.
Xu Fengnian looked at the embarrassing old man who drew his sword, and said kindly, "Take your time, I'm not in a hurry."
A moment later, the long-famous old man struggled in vain and was completely desperate. When he was about to bow his head and admit defeat, he suddenly pulled out most of the long sword from its sheath. Even the old man himself felt incredible.
The two women and one man who stared hard at the old man felt relieved.
As a result, the long sword in the old man's hand returned to its sheath by itself.
Out of the sheath, then into the sheath.
so repeatedly.
The old man wanted to die.
Mrs. Song burst into laughter suddenly, she had never been so comfortable in more than ten years.