Chapter 238: The Great Genius (9)

Chu Yukang, the king of An, closed the newspaper in his hand, "What's the matter, has anyone been caught?" The black-clothed man standing below him immediately knelt on the ground, "The subordinates are incompetent, and when he found someone, he had already committed suicide." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Oh, go to Yantang and get the punishment yourself. ”

"Thank you, master. The man in black left quickly, for fear that he would regret it after finishing his master.

Chu Yukang touched the sachet on his waist, and he didn't know what he thought, so he laughed out loud. If the person just now was still there, he would definitely be scared to cry, and the happier the master laughed, someone was going to suffer.

Haoyuelou has been closed for several days, and everyone guesses that Lou Yuelou has offended people, and then the Yilan girl has a look of pity.

Dong Jinqiu is no exception.

But he wasn't worried about the blue girl, he was thinking about someone else. The woman in the Hazy Moon Tower, he could guess a few points. The pair of eyes in Dong Jinqiu's heart have been indelible, and there is a very familiar feeling. He closed the book in his hand, looked at the evergreen trees in the courtyard, and suddenly sneered, "Dong Jinqiu, Dong Jinqiu, you read the book of Confucius and Mencius in vain!"

"Official, go slowly!" Mother Hua is not as flowery as in the past, at this moment her face is haggard, and she is several years old all of a sudden. One day when the government didn't find the 'murderer', she was worried for a day. But this hazy moon building is related to the livelihood of hundreds of people, and closing the building is not a long-term solution.

"Yueru, you go and tell the girls that it's business as usual tonight. Mother Hua still twisted Xiaoman's waist and walked in, but Yueru saw that her body was a little rickety.

Yayan sat in front of the dresser, his hand unconsciously twisting a strand of hair hanging down on his chest. Now Dong Jinqiu and Yilan have no contact, and Jiang Yuezhuo has not yet appeared. What's going on with King An, and the severed palm a few days ago!

She felt that her brain was bursting out, and she had some bad premonitions in her heart.

Tonight's Haoyue Tower can be said to be very lively, fragrant flowers and beauties, making people nostalgic to go back and forth. In the brightly lit main hall, Yi Lan was coated with a thick foundation, and it was difficult to hide the paleness of his face. Under the arrangement of Mother Hua, Yilan still played.

Tonight is the first day that Haoyue Tower reopens its doors to welcome guests, and it is a very important night. Tonight Yilan will be auctioned off!

Jiang Yuezhuo sat in the private room, "Senior brother, Zhuo seems that this Oiran lady is no more than Erer. His eyes fell on the pink skirts of a group of white-clothed women on the high platform. I really don't know why Gao Quanjian praised this Oiran lady like a flower, and in his opinion, it was no different from other Qinglou women.

On the high platform of "Zheng Zheng ......", the dancer retreated, the petals fluttered, and a woman in blue knelt and stroked the piano. Like a nine-day fairy, icy, noble, and like a peony in the world, elegant, calm......

For a while, Jiang Yuezhuo couldn't find words to describe the woman on the high platform. The sound of the piano lingered in his ears, and he vaguely caught a glimpse of the peerless appearance. His throat tightened, his hands trembled slightly, it was difficult for him!

After Yilan exited, he came back to his senses and hurriedly instructed the little girl to find Mother Hua.

"The slave family has seen Jiang Gongzi. After a while, Mother Hua's sweet and greasy voice sounded in Jiang Yuezhuo's private room.

"Fang Cai's ......" Jiang Yuezhuo looked at Mother Hua with burning eyes.

Mother Hua held the handkerchief with one hand and smiled, "That's Miss Yilan." Seeing Jiang Yuezhuo's unusual expression, she understood that this little overlord should be emotional. "Tonight, Yilan is a good day! It will depend on Jiang Gongzi's sincerity in a while......"

Without waiting for Jiang Yuezhuo's consent, Mother Hua blessed her body and left the private room with her waist twisted. But there is a bright smug between her eyebrows and eyes, her trick is not wrong!