Chapter Seventy-Two: The Emerald Fireworks Qui Luo Lixian
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Wushuang City Mansion Yi Zhang Yunqing didn't wait for the sedan chair to fall, and ran out of the sedan chair, shocked and angry.
"Brother-in-law... He..."
The official felt aggrieved.
"Get out..."
Wushuang City Mansion Yi Zhang Yunqing kicked the man and kicked him into the mud.
"I haven't seen Mr. Mo for a long time, the dog slave is not sensible, don't be knowledgeable. ā
Zhang Yunqing looked at Mo Lingquan with a smile on his face, cold sweat on his forehead.
"Oh, long time no see, Lord Zhang is really a noble person who forgets things, we just met today, right in your mansion. ā
Mo Lingquan looked at Zhang Yunqing with a smile.
"Yes, yes, yes... Look at my memory, I don't know where Mo Gongzi is going?"
Zhang Yunqing looked at Mo Lingquan with an embarrassed expression, the matter of the cloth clothes and gods had already made him anxious, if he made this great god unhappy at this moment, he was afraid that his official luck would really come to an end.
"Oh, am I going to report to Master Zhang?"
Mo Lingquan raised his eyebrows, and his face became more and more gloomy.
"No! I just want to invite Mo Gongzi to Cuiyan Building..."
Zhang Yunqing said with a smile on his face. But in the middle of his words, his face suddenly turned pale. If these words reach the ears of the third princess, let alone the official position, even this master's head will not be guaranteed.
"Oh, Lord Zhang is so interested..."
Mo Lingquan's face was abrupt, but he had an idea in his heart.
"Young Master Mo smiled... See it..."
Zhang Yunqing sneered.
"Let's go..."
Mo Lingquan turned around and walked first with a calm face.
"Mo Gongzi, this is?"
Zhang Yunqing glanced around at the lively people in Wushuang City, and quickly followed.
"Didn't Master Zhang want to invite me to Cuiyan Tower? Why, is it to make fun of me?"
Mo Lingquan stopped suddenly, his eyes flashing with a shocking coldness.
"No... Nope..."
Zhang Yunqing waved his hand again and again, looking frightened, he didn't dare to bet on whether Mo Lingquan would kill people on the street.
"Then please ask Lord Zhang to lead the way, and I have heard the name of Cuiyan Building in Wushuang City for a long time. ā
Mo Lingquan looked indifferent.
"Yes..."
Zhang Yunqing's face was bitter, he didn't dare to think about how he could face the anger of the third princess, but in the current situation, he couldn't refuse.
Along the way, Zhang Yunqing's mind was in a mess, and his intestines were so green with regret that he knew that there would be such a thing when he came out, and he would not come out if he was killed.
I hate my cheap brother-in-law even more, if it weren't for him, how could I be in such a dilemma.
The two of them had their own thoughts, no one spoke, and the rest of the officials also felt that something was wrong, and followed cautiously behind them, not daring to come out.
"Yo... Isn't this Master Zhang? What kind of wind blows you, like smoke, and it is talking about you every day. ā
The old bustard of Cuiyanlou greeted Zhang Yunqing with a warm face, although there were faint crow's feet between his eyebrows, his well-maintained figure and skin charm still existed. It can be seen that she must have been an extremely beautiful woman when she was young.
"Matchmaker... Today, I am accompanying Mr. Mo. ā
Zhang Yunqing looked embarrassed, if he was ordinary, he wouldn't mind taking advantage of the bustard, but right now, he didn't have that thought.
"Yo... This Mo Gongzi is handsome and chic, so that the slave family..."
Of course, the matchmaker who had been in the process for a long time heard the meaning of Zhang Yunqing's words, and turned around to greet Mo Lingquan.
"Get out..."
Mo Lingquan frowned slightly, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
"This..."
The matchmaker was stunned, Mo Lingquan's refutation of her face made her a little uncomfortable for a while, and the people who came here didn't give her some face. Who doesn't know that the backstage of Cuiyan Building is the current Prince Yuezixuan.
Zhang Yunqing was shocked in his heart, how could this Mo Gongzi be so angry.
A few people next to them looked at it curiously, they wanted to see who it was who dared to be so arrogant in Cuiyan Building.
Even, on a table with his back to the door, there was a person who directly slapped the case.
"Who is making trouble here..."
Hua Rong directly pulled out the saber on his waist, he often listened to small songs and drank small wine in this hall.
"Mo... Mo... Mo Gongzi..."
"Bang..."
The long knife in Hua Rong's hand fell to the ground.
"General Hua is so Yaxing..."
Mo Lingquan looked at Hua Rong with a smile on his face.
"Young Master Mo, why are you here?"
Hua Rong hurriedly picked up the long knife that fell to the ground and looked at Mo Lingquan with an embarrassed expression.
"Why, if General Hua can come here, I can't come?"
Mo Lingquan smiled and slowly came to Hua Rong's side.
"How can you... Mo Gongzi laughed..."
Hua Rong couldn't help but feel bitter when she saw Mo Lingquan's unkind face at this time, she didn't look at the yellow calendar when she went out today.
At this time, the matchmaker also saw that something was wrong, it is said that Hua Rong and Zhang Yunqing represent two factions in the court, if they are popular on one side, it is just that, and the characters who are so jealous of both parties are not something they can afford to provoke.
"This son, there are good girls, our girls don't sell their bodies, of course, if the girls are willing, we won't stop them. ā
The matchmaker smiled slightly, neither humble nor arrogant. After all, as we all know, the backstage of Cuiyan Building is the current prince, and she can't weaken the majesty of the prince.
Mo Lingquan frowned slightly, coming to Cuiyan Mansion was just a whim, of course there would be no good girls.
"Matchmaker, Master Mo is here, of course I want to meet Luo Li Oiran. ā
Zhang Yunqing stepped forward and said, he also saw that Mo Lingquan came to Cuiyan Building just for a temporary purpose.
"It's... Luo Li's health is not good, and Mo Gongzi is afraid that he will be disappointed. ā
The matchmaker looked at Mo Lingquan apologetically.
"What if I just want Miss Luoli to accompany me today?"
Mo Lingquan's face was calm.
"Young Master Mo, this is Cuiyan Building,"
The matchmaker's face turned cold, you must know that Oiran Luo Li is the only person in Cuiyan Mansion who comes and goes freely, even the current Prince Yuezixuan is polite to her.
"So what? No, I'm not here today. ā
Mo Lingquan raised his eyebrows, what he needed to do now was to attract everyone's attention to him, in the hope of reducing some of the pressure on Yue Qingdai's side.
"Master Mo, I don't care what your identity is, if you think that with Zhang Yunqing and Hua Rong, you can do whatever you want in my Cuiyan Building, you are wrong. ā
The matchmaker's face was a little embarrassed, and she couldn't tell Mo Lingquan's identity in her heart, but she didn't dare to offend easily.
"Matchmaker... Let Mo Gongzi come up!"
Luo Li's soft voice faintly entered the ears of everyone present.
"Young Master Mo! Miss Luo Li is invited. ā
The matchmaker finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and she didn't need her to offend Mo Lingquan if Luo Li came out.
"Hmph..."
Mo Lingquan snorted coldly, glanced at the matchmaker coldly, and went upstairs under the guidance of a maid.
The reason why I wanted to see this Cuiyanlou Oiran was not because of her talent and beauty, but because Mo Lingquan's perception couldn't see through her.