The Tsinghua Hall of the Prince of Yan’s Mansion is the residence of the prince.

Because it was during the war, the princess had an order that all the expenses in the royal palace were to be paid for. At night, except for the main halls and bedrooms, the rest of the palaces were all extinguished. Except for a few stars of lights, it was dark everywhere.

The inner hall in the deepest part of the Tsinghua Palace's Prince's bedroom was not bright enough because of this strict order. However, because of this, the heavy hanging silk slim silk embroidered gold thread patterns appear to be colorful, the shadow of the candle is shaking red in the curtain and tent, and the ambergris is in the three-legged cauldron. The fragrance of the ambergris is dark in the three-legged cauldron. On the sandalwood soft couch, the red gold tent hook is blown by the night wind, making a sound.

A few whispers and chuckles suddenly came, and the quiet darkness that shocked the night disappeared in the distant night, as if it was a charming and charming laughter. It was a fairy monster who accidentally entered the world. Seeing the ten-foot soft red and bizarre light, he couldn't help but escape, but was afraid of being shocked by the fireworks of the mortal world, so he immediately covered his mouth.

We stood shoulder to shoulder outside the hall, in the quiet darkness, Mu Xin's eyes were as bright as stars.

He still held an umbrella, staring at the palace crouching in the night, and said quietly for a long time: "Go, do what you want, I'll wait for you."

Do what you want to do.

This sentence is really good.

I turned my head slightly and smiled at him, gently walking into the hall like a wandering in the garden.

A faint light shot out when I opened the hall door and sprinkled on my face.

I smiled and saw the light, the fat prince and a few of his confidants were drinking in the hall, and he was already drunk. Perhaps because he was heartbroken, the beautiful woman presented him with a golden basin to get water and wash him, but he smiled and reached out to touch the woman's cheek. The woman took the opportunity to get into his arms, causing him to laugh happily.

The laughter stopped abruptly when he looked up unintentionally and touched my smile standing at the door of the hall.

The confidants who were teasing the woman in her arms of the hipster turned around in confusion when they felt the prince's strangeness.

In an instant, the crowd of clay sculptures and wood sculptures, with panic expressions and blank and fearful eyes.

I chuckled gently in a happy mood.

My smile did not change, and I slowly walked through the crowd of people, without looking at those people, and walked straight towards the main seat.

In this moment of silence, you can hear the sound of the bangs of the bangers in the streets and alleys three miles away.

The monotonous and unconscious knocking beats the desolate night of autumn rain, and cannot break the rigid and stagnant atmosphere at this moment.

No one dared to stop me, even if I was light and slow, I had no followers, and even didn't even have weapons.

After entering the hall, just after the red sandalwood platform in the middle, Zhu Gaochi's hand, which was as fat as a pig's trotter, was still stuffed into the woman's lapel, and he didn't know that he would pull it out.

The woman maintained a difficult position of half-sided and half-beaking, staring at me blankly.

Until I walked to Zhu Gaochi without any obstacles.

With a smile on his face, I gently said, "Criminal, why is this hand so hard to wash? Is it not your hand, but your head?"

He couldn't move at all.

"Since that's the case, I'll accept it," I smiled brighter, "You don't have to thank me anymore."

As soon as I finished speaking, I reached out and pressed his head hard into a golden basin full of hot water!

With a bang, the sound of the head touching the bottom of the golden pot.

He wanted to scream, and opened his mouth and poured water into his mouth. He immediately wanted to cough. He struggled to raise his head while choking, but I pressed it firmly and couldn't move.

I just pressed his head with my fingertips to prevent my hands from touching his scalp directly, and said with a smile: "How? Is it comfortable? Don't struggle. If you exert force more, your head will be pressed into not a basin, but a sponge sandalwood platform."

As I spoke, I gently brushed the hard red sandalwood with one hand as if nothing had happened, leaving five deep scratches immediately.

There was a sound of air venting in the hall, and several confidants who were trying to rush up with their knife, turned their eyes and stopped hesitantly.

The woman who was tired of Zhu Gaochi's arms saw this scene, rolled her eyes and wanted to faint. I smiled and said, "Don't be impatient, don't be impatient, I hate the delicate woman who faints when she is still moving the most."

She immediately did not dare to faint again.

I looked at her and said lightly: "The origin is unavailable, and I am loyal, but I am fair to anyone." I brushed my sleeves and shouted: "I am willing to be in the dust, and those who are charming with their own qualities are ashamed! Go!"

The strong wind blew by, and her body was thrown out by me like a weak willow, falling heavily on the mattress blanket in the distance.

This time she fainted very directly.

I was too lazy to see her, but I was just scared to death. How could I not know the importance of my actions?

I felt that Zhu Gaochi's struggle was getting weaker under his palm. He probably had no strength. He raised his hands gently and thudded, and his head broke out. His face was covered in water. He couldn't open his eyes, but he just opened his mouth and gasped quickly like a dead fish.

I gently said in his ear: "I have been tolerating you for a long time. Prince, you are loyal and shameless, and you are even more disgusting than that bad Zhu Gaoxu in the bright spot."

I looked around and said with a smile: "I heard that the princess had an order to pray for the soldiers in front of her to show the sharing of suffering. During the crisis, the prince's mansion was not allowed to feast and have fun without authorization, and the sound of singing, dancing, silk and bamboo, and the extravagant act of riding and hunting. What are you doing tonight?"

There was a silence, and everyone was flinched. I turned my eyes and said, "It's so boring to close the door in my palace and secretly visit prostitutes. It's also a shameless demeanor. As I said, if you want to hire a prostitute, you should use it as an open and honest one. This is the show that the prince of Yan should have."

Ignoring those laughing and crying expressions, I continued to smile maliciously: "Let's go, take you to a good place."—

I carried Zhu Gaochi, who had been lit with a hole, through the crowd with ghost-like expressions. When I kicked open the door of the hall, I saw Mu Xin, who was covered in a deserted body, leaning down at the people under my feet outside the hall.

There was no mood on his face, but he just frowned. Looking at a man on the ground, the weapons scattered beside him made me frown, and I hurriedly asked him: "Are you injured?"

Mu Xin shook her head, let out a long sigh, and said, "How could the prince recruit such people as guards?"

"Just looking at the weapon, you can tell it's not a thing," I sneered, tore off the corner of Zhu Gaochi's outer robe and put my hand on it, picked up the modified Emei thorn, knocked it, and said, "There are hollow, poison juice inside, the machine spring is exquisite, the thorn can be removed, and when you get close, it is a vicious hidden weapon, what is this? There are poisonous insects, which sect, and the methods are very vicious."

Mu Xin said lightly: "I asked, it was from Ziming Sect. He was a fragrant master from the Luzhou Branch of Ziming Sect. He violated the canon rules and was driven out. This weapon was transformed by him for a large amount of money to hire master craftsmen. The purpose was to serve the three-year selection conference for the Ziming Sect."

My eyes shrank, then returned to normal, and asked calmly: "Selection Conference?"

Mu Xin was not happy or disliked. "The rules of the Ziming Sect, every three years, a martial arts competition will be held. At that time, the rudder leader Xiangzhu, who is in charge of various branches in the world, will be determined by martial arts. The higher the martial arts, the higher the status. In the early years, people who were expelled from the sect were not qualified to participate in the selection meeting again, but the rules this year are different."

My heart moved, but I didn't speak.

Sure enough, Mu Xin said: "He said that a few days ago, the Holy Envoy came to the General Assembly, saying that this year's selection conference is no longer limited to those in the Ziming Sect. Any capable person in the world can sign up for election. Those who overwhelm their skills will be granted a high position."

I frowned and said, "The Ziming Sect is the Demon Sect, how could these people be?"

"The Ziming Sect's martial arts are unique in the world, and it is powerful and powerful," Mu Xin said calmly: "Even if he calls himself a white-dao knight, he is still vanity and wants to eat."

I murmured, "The Ziming Sect suddenly reversed the old rules and recruited martial arts geniuses all over the world. What should Helan Xiuchuan do? This person is scheming and ambitious, but he is afraid." After thinking about it, he smiled and laughed.

"Whatever he wants, it has nothing to do with us."

Picking up Zhu Gaochi, I greeted Mu Xin: "Continue what we haven't done!"—

That night, Siyingju and Yanwang Mansion both spent an extremely lively night.

First, in the middle of the night, someone saw ghosts floating across the roof, and then in the room of the red-card girl Yuxian, an almost naked fat man suddenly fell from the roof. He smashed the roof with a loud sound and fell heavily on Yuxian's bed. Yuxian and her beloved were so scared that Yuxian and her beloved screamed in unison. The sound penetrated the silent night in Beijing, and immediately made Siyingju feel booming.

The sound of footsteps, shouts, and the woman's crying sounded. The madam and the turtle man lit the lantern and found that the fat man was sober, but his face was pale, his whole body was shaking, and his hair was soaked. He buried his head in his arms. No matter what everyone asked, he refused to speak. The madam's eyes were pointed and found that the fat man's underwear was of noble quality, which was actually a silk silk silk that only princes and nobles could wear. This was a frightening thing. He was thinking of a way to cover it up, but the brothel was alarmed. The crowd was surrounded by three circles and three circles. Of course, there were also those with sharp eyes and knowledge. Naturally, they also discovered the fat man's abnormality. They whispered and discussed endlessly.

When the madam dispersed the man, the latest rumors about a prince and nobleman who came to the brothel to prostitute but were stripped of money and had no money to pay Ye Dudu, so he was stripped of his clothes for public display have quietly spread.

Half an hour later, everyone was immersed in the pleasure and excitement of discovering the secret. A team of guards in bright armor and strong expressions came to Siyingju, blocked all the entrances, and caught the old madam Turtle. Everyone was dispersed from Yuxian's house from afar. Another carriage drove straight into the yard. Someone secretly saw the fat man in the crack of the door. The fat man was carefully supported by the guards wrapped in clothes. Some people even familiar with the wealthy families in Peking discovered that there were vague signs of the Yanwang Mansion that had not been covered in the cloaks.

Therefore, the protagonist of the rumor became the prince of Yan more accurately.

After being passed on, everyone added vivid and fragrant branches and added new descriptions, and eventually became the latest legend of the prince of Yan who was prostitute, but relied on his identity to refuse to pay money. He even fought with the client for women, and even was stripped naked and threw him on the prostitute's bed.

When the cool morning after the rain, people whispered to each other in the tea stalls and teahouses on the streets and alleys, with mysterious expressions of the erotic and thrilling adventures coming from the night, when the bloody man in Peking spat on the ground after hearing this, he spat on the ground and cursed softly: "Grandma, women are reluctant to pay for money. They are really his mother's father and dog son!" I was raising my horse whip and laughing happily on Gaogang somewhere outside the city of Peking.
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