Yang Zheming passed through several doors and walked into a very dark room, where several people knelt and sat on their knees. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When they saw the prince come in, they stood up one after another, their faces a little panicked and anxious: "Lord Shizi, our people have been killed. "The horse market was burned, and there were a few Yang Zheming people in it, who finally mixed into Beirong's fine works, and now they are all burned to death by Qiao Guogong.

Yang Zheming's face did not move: "Has the other party discovered our identity?" The people looked at each other a few times and shook their heads: "No, but this time the horse goods are gone, and there is no way to explain there, and the person we connect with is dead again......

――The implication is that it is very difficult to get in again.

Yang Zheming had expected that when the horse market was burned, he had to accompany An Ning to save Qiao Xu, which was already a step too late.

I wanted to hear more news, but now I'm afraid I can't.

The other party has already noticed that the goods in hand are gone, and it is estimated that they will abandon the guards and flee from Jinzhong City.

But fortunately, he has a careful layout and has a backup move. Shizi silently spoke: "It's too late, let Zhuji prepare." After the words fell, he stood up and wanted to leave, and those people caught up one after another: "Lord Shizi, if you tear your face now, you won't have a chance in the future." ”

Finally, I was able to have a chance to cooperate with Beirong, and I heard about that hidden business route, if the picture is revealed now, then the trouble after that will be endless. The few hidden piles that were buried are estimated to be in danger of their lives.

Yang Zheming turned sideways, and the light outside the door shone on his pale face, looking solemn and indifferent: "The people of the Qiao family have arrived in Jinzhong, how long do you think the news can be hidden?" He glanced at the men, "Do you have any other ideas?" ”

Everyone looked at each other and bowed their heads in silence.

Yang Zheming sighed: "Let's take this step first, maybe there is a way to remedy it later." ”

After the words fell, he didn't look back, his robe lifted slightly, and walked into the twilight.

The rest of the people looked at each other, their eyes fell on the leader, and the leader was ruthless, and said, "Just listen to the prince, he always has more ideas than us." ”

Everyone hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded their heads and prepared to go.

At dusk, Jinzhong City gradually became lively, and An Ning took the small basket and Qiao Si, Qiao Wu, and Liu Niang to Baique Tower.

The sister of the little basket is called Feng Lan, and the two sisters and brothers originally depended on each other, but they were later caught by traffickers and sold to Jinzhong, one was sold to Baiquelou to become a geisha, and the other worked as a coolie under the hands of those outlaws. The little basket would secretly go to the Qinglou to see Feng Lan whenever he had the opportunity, and when he went back, he was beaten violently. After that, Feng Lan asked the little basket to come back with some money, and they let him go.

The last time Xiao Basket saw Feng Lan, Feng Lan was seriously ill, so Xiao Basket was desperate, thinking if he could count on Qiao Xu to save him from fire and water.

Even in the peaceful era, the sisters and brothers have lived hard enough, but the world still does not mince words about them and is extremely cruel.

An Ning didn't have to come here in person, but Yang Zheming could bring her here, and there must be secrets in the Baique Building. She wanted to take this opportunity to explore the Hundred Bird Tower. They were dressed in men's clothes, and as soon as they entered the door, a bewitching woman stopped them to greet them.

An Ning gave a hundred taels, but the little woman who greeted the door refused, and reached out to touch An Ning's face: "Little boy, you can bring four people." Qiao Wu stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman's hand: "I'm sorry, our master doesn't like to be touched casually." ”

The woman stopped her hand in pain, and An Ning said to her: "I came to find Yang Zheming, where is he?" The woman was slightly stunned, as if she didn't react, and An Ning repeated again: "I'm here to find Prince Anqing's son." ”

The woman took a step back, her face changed suddenly, how could someone of their identity know the name of the prince of Anqing, and they didn't even dare to say it. She has been welcoming guests in front of the door for many years, and she is also a master of observing words and feelings, this little son, who looks young, but dares to call the name of the prince, and his identity may be either rich or expensive, and he has a lot of relationship with the prince.

An Ning raised her eyebrows, and the woman hurriedly said: "The prince is accompanied by Zhuji and Jiaoyue, and he is in the private room on the fourth floor. "I was nervous, so I told the location of the prince. After saying that, she regretted that she wanted to slap herself.

An Ning nodded and led the person inside, and the woman didn't dare to stop her anymore.

Last time, it was brought over by Yang Zheming, and An Ning didn't have time to appreciate the grand scene of the night show of Baique Tower, but now the hall is full of people and people, and it is very lively. On the stage, there are women singing and dancing with warblers, singing lyrics and songs. The men in the hall were either laughing and playing with a finch in their arms, or a few drunken people were gambling and drinking......

The scene in front of them is too fragrant, Qiao Si and Qiao Wu glanced at each other, Grandpa Guo didn't know that they had gone shopping to the Qinglou, and after going back, it was better not to say anything?

An Ning observed with great interest, the women in the Qinglou walked, talked and had to be trained and exercised, how to laugh, how to raise their eyebrows, how they were all charming, and the men were under the teasing of these Qinglou women, few of them could resist it.

Whether it is in the harem of Daliang or Daqin, those concubines who are full of charms and enchanting are even more favored. As a queen, what she wants to do is to be solemn and generous, almost inseparable from these bewitching, and she doesn't like their foxy appearance very much.

But in her heart, she still envied them a little, and they were easier to be favored by men.

There are rows of signs on the flower wall behind the stage, all of them are flower names, they are the hundred sparrows in the building, it is said that each of them has a flower and moon appearance, can sing and dance, and the price is not cheap, from top to bottom, the high price is a thousand gold overnight.

At the top of the first row, there are the names of Zhuji and Jiaoyue, but the brand has already been hairpinned with flowers, which means that someone has already wrapped up the two women and will no longer accept customers. An Ning thought about the woman she saw that day, was it Kyaukyue or Zhuji?

asked around, but no one knew who Feng Lan was, and there was no Feng Lan in the flower name.

An Ning didn't think about it, so she went up the stairs, intending to go to Yang Zheming to ask. Qiao Si and Qiao Wu were in a hurry - if the prince was doing that kind of thing in the room and was seen by the little princess, the scene must be extremely exciting.

Although the stairs were spacious, four or five people suddenly came down from the stairs, drunk, and almost bumped into An Ning, An Ning dodged sideways, frowning, and the smell of alcohol on the people who came was very strong, and there was another smell, which was very pungent.

Liu Niang followed An Ning's side, silently stretched out her foot, and the leading person was tripped and fell down the stairs at once. (To be continued.) )