The man in black, Xiao Yueye, said playfully: "Although I'm not used to it, if you must help me wipe it, I will give you this opportunity. Who said we are brothers?"
"You. wWw! Qunaben! COm..." The owner of that voice took a few deep breaths and said slowly: "Let's get down to business. You have to be careful, that Xiaotian is not a simple person."
Xiao Yueye nodded, leaned against the wall and said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."
"But to be honest, your disguise skills are really amazing. If I hadn't known about it beforehand, I would hardly have recognized you."
Xiao Yueye smiled, did not return, and asked casually: "How are you doing over there?"
"Don't worry, now all the 10,000 soldiers and horses in Shuiyun Province are under my command. I have stopped the Yangtze Gang from doing business several times. They are probably having a headache now."
"That's good, be careful, I'm leaving." Xiao Yueye patted her clothes and left slowly.
After a while, the figure came out, revealing Su Jing's face.
He kicked the ruffian's body hard and cursed: "Damn it, you want me to serve you even if you die."
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The inn where Xiao Yueye stayed was relatively simple. In this small town, the stairs kept making a rattling noise when going up to the next floor. He put his hand on the door of his room, paused for a moment, then opened the door and walked in.
There was nothing extra in the room, just a bed, a round table, and a two-foot stool. Xiao Yueye sat down, poured herself a cup of tea and moistened her throat.
Gently putting down the cup, Xiao Yueye said to the empty place in front of her: "Come out."
Under the blue sky and white sun, a man whose whole body seemed to be wrapped in a piece of black cloth suddenly appeared from nowhere in the house and stood in front of Xiao Yueye.
He lowered his head and took out a secret letter from his hand and handed it to Xiao Yueye. The latter took it without reading it and just asked: "Does the emperor have anything to say to you to bring to me?"
This sentence was originally just a casual question, but Xiao Yueye didn't hold out hope. Unexpectedly, the man nodded and said clearly with a hoarse throat: "Your wife and children are all well, and now you have opened a 'Xi Yan Fang' ,Business is good."
Xiao Yueye's hand trembled slightly, and she responded lightly, waving her hand: "Go down."
The man took two steps back, bent down, and suddenly disappeared.
Xiao Yueye poured herself another cup of tea, but just looked at the tea inside. The secret letter lay quietly in his hand.
"Uncle Yun, are you warning me? Do you want to tell me that everything about me is under your control?"
Perhaps because she had saved the emperor before and saw him when he was most helpless, when Xiao Yueye learned that Uncle Yun was the emperor, he was not as timid as most people.
But the few short conversations that followed made Xiao Yueye extremely frightened by the monarch of the Murong Dynasty. He seems to know everything, but he just doesn't say it. His words may seem ordinary, but if you study them carefully, you will find that they contain a lot of meaning.
A few days ago, the man in black suddenly appeared and told him that he was ordered to assist Xiao Yueye.
This made Xiao Yueye feel awe-inspiring. He modified himself and sneaked all the way, but the emperor's spies could easily find out his whereabouts. What a terrifying power is this
Xiao Yueye tore open the envelope of the secret letter, read the information on it with an expressionless face, and breathed a sigh of relief. He took out the fire seal from his pocket and lit the secret letter in his hand.
In the flames, a few words appeared vaguely: "Liu Xiaotian, twenty-two years old..."
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The main city of Tengyun Prefecture is different from other prefectures. The rivers in it are very long. In addition to horse-drawn carriages and two-legged boats, people's means of transportation include awning boats.
Many larger restaurants, inns, and brothels are built along the river, and boats in front of them frequently come and go, bringing out a large number of customers.
At night, the two red lanterns in front of the "Suiyue Tower" shine with ambiguous light, and the smell of makeup and powder comes to your nostrils. The girls in front of them are all dressed up and flirting with the guests. Although the weather is still a bit cold now, these girls have very professional ethics and don't reveal much at all. But when he turned around, he wiped the water that was about to flow out of his nose with a handkerchief.
As soon as you enter the "Suiyue Building", you will immediately have a wide view. The two-story wooden building forms an arc shape. There is laughter inside. The girls coming and going wink at you from time to time, and the horny guests are running towards the girl. , couldn't wait to run into the room, and soon there was the sound of teasing nature.
The brothel is the most snobbish. If you have money, you are the boss, and everyone will flatter you and praise you to the sky. If you have no money, I will apologize, and kicking you out is considered a mercy. No one will say anything if I beat you half to death.
"Hey, let me tell you, since when did our Aunt Xu become so easy to talk to? Every time that kid comes, he just sends people to block him, and never calls Ahu and the others to drive him out."
"Yanhong, you've only been here for a short time, so of course you don't know. This guy seems to have something to do with our sister Fang'er, but sister Fang'er doesn't see him every time."
"Sister Fang'er? Who doesn't know that our aunt treats her like a treasure? How could she tolerate such a boy trying to trick her?"
"Who knows?"
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Downstairs, three sturdy men blocked a relatively thin man. The man frowned and looked around.
The three strong men had helpless expressions on their faces. This boy couldn't be beaten or scolded. He was just like a plaster. They had to come together several times a year. It was really unbearable.
There were gasps of sweetness all around, and suddenly from a room on the second floor, a piano sound like big beads falling on a jade plate came out, immediately suppressing all the melancholy sounds.
The man's eyes lit up and he whispered, "Sister Fangfang."
He was about to walk over, but who knew that the three strong men straightened their chests and blocked the way. The man frowned and snorted: "I'm offended."
He raised and pushed with both palms, and a surge of inner energy came out. The three strong men fell back and fell to the ground. The man raised his lips, exerted his strength, and flew upstairs.
There was faint music coming from a room on the second floor. People were standing outside the room, listening attentively.
The sound of this piano is not as weak as that of ordinary girls. Instead, it has a surging momentum, like the waves of a river, extremely powerful. The listener seems to be in the middle of the Yangtze River, feeling the power of heaven and earth, and the boundless pressure hits his heart, which is shocking.
When you feel like you can't stand it anymore, the music suddenly changes and turns into a continuous spring rain, which moistens your heart and spleen. Every tense muscle in your body relaxes and you moan uncontrollably.
A clear sound curled up, lingering in people's ears like lingering, and finally disappeared.
When the song ends, the crowd remains.
The door creaked open, and a woman walked out. She is a bit dark, and there is a sense of heroism and stubbornness between her eyebrows. However, she looks very delicate, with a pair of phoenix eyes that seem to be awake, and her whole person is mixed with charm and simplicity, which is very attractive. The originally tacky red brocade robe she wore on her body brought out her daughterly heroic spirit even more.
The man stood behind the crowd, looking at the woman longingly, and murmured: "Sister Fangfang."
The woman glanced at the crowd with a smile on her lips. When she suddenly saw this man, her face changed, and her eyes showed a complicated look. Finally, she gritted her teeth and showed a charming smile: "Everyone, the sound of Fang'er's piano has faded today. Please come back another day. ”
After everyone said a bunch of compliments, all the sensible people started to feel nostalgic, but there were two or three who took advantage of the wine and grabbed Fang'er's hand lustfully and said some disgusting words.
Fangfang frowned and wanted to pull her jade hand out of the fat pig's paw, but how could she, a weak woman, have such strength
The man's eyes were filled with anger, and he strode forward and grabbed the fat pig's shoulders. The fat pig turned around and saw a yellow-haired boy, and said viciously: "Boy, let go of you, Uncle Zhu, or else..."
Before he could finish speaking, the man threw the pig aside with force. Seeing his murderous look, several other people suddenly woke up and ran away in despair.
The man turned around and looked at the purple marks on Fangfang's hand, his heartache palpable. He reached out to hold Fangfang's hand, but the latter shrank back, pursed his lips and said, "Xiaotian, this is not where you came from, go back quickly."
Xiaotian, it turns out that this man is Xiaotian.
He said eagerly: "Sister Fangfang, you know my feelings, why do you...? Come with me, can we get married? Can you let me take care of you?"
Fangfang lowered her eyes to prevent Xiaotian from seeing the tears in her eyes, and held the hands hidden in her sleeves tightly.
She also wanted to agree, but she couldn't!
Shaking her head slowly, Fangfang said in a low voice: "You know it's impossible, Xiaotian, you are my brother, you have to remember. This is not where you came from, go back quickly."
An arm appeared from behind Fangfang's waist and hugged her, and a gloomy and mocking voice rang out: "Hey, isn't this our brother Tian? Why did you come all the way here to visit a brothel? ?”
A young man with a vain expression came over, hugged Fangfang tightly in protest, raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Xiaotian gloomily.
Xiaotian's expression changed, he gritted his teeth and leaned over and said, "I have seen the young gang leader."
The young man was Gu Tianya, the young gang leader of the "Yangtze River Gang". He looked at Xiaotian who bowed his head to him, feeling indescribable joy in his heart. Xiaotian is loved by everyone in the gang, and even his father always praises him. As the young leader of the gang, he is ignored and ignored. How can this not make people resentful? ! The most important thing is that now that my father is in poor health, he actually intends to pass the throne to Xiaotian, a bastard!
This time he learned from his subordinates that the girl Fang'er from "Suiyue Tower" here was Xiaotian's favorite, so he ran over non-stop, and sure enough he caught this good opportunity.
"Xiaotian, what's the matter? Do you also like Miss Fang'er? Okay, when I have enough fun, I will give it to you!" Gu Tianya frivolously lifted Fang'er's chin and kissed her hard.
Fang'er wanted to struggle, but she didn't have the strength. She just took advantage of Gu Tianya's relaxation and said hurriedly: "This young master is joking. Xiaotian is just my brother and has no other relationship."
Xiaotian clenched his fists, veins popped out on his head, and the murderous intent in his eyes emerged like a dense air, but he suppressed it well.
Gu Tianya laughed endlessly: "I didn't expect that our Kuai Dao actually liked his sister. Haha, what a joke! If the old immortals in the gang knew about this, Xiao Yueye opened the window opposite him and looked at the scene in front of him. What a show. He played with the wine glass in his hand and murmured: "Liu Xiaotian, we meet again, this time, don't let me down! "
He drank it all in one gulp: "This is the end of the play, it's my turn." (Quanben Novel Network www.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.com)