Ning Zhao was a little helpless, pursed his red lips and did not admonish Lu Fan again.

Childe's good-tempered attitude means that someone is going to be unlucky.

However, she was also vigilant, since she experienced Han Lianxiao's incident, Ning Zhao adjusted her mentality.

Unless she dies, she won't let anyone hurt a single hair.

Although, how strong Childe is, she can't see through it.

However, as Childe's guardian maidservant, Childe's life is her heaven.

On the shore of Beiluo Lake, there is a wharf where three or two fishing boats are moored.

The fishing boat is for fishing, and the Beiluo Lake is rich in large and fat piebald perch, if the color is good, one can be sold for two taels of silver at a high price, which is the favorite table food of the family members.

At night, the lanterns come from the drunken dust pavilion on the island in the middle of the lake, and the shore of Beiluo Lake will turn into a lively place, with lights in the sky, and the wind and snow.

During the day, the flower boats are moored on the edge of the island in the middle of the lake.

Ning Zhao found a fishing boat, and the boatman was an old man with a hat full of smiles but leaky front teeth.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair and was carried onto a small fishing boat by Ning Zhao and Nie Changqing.

When everyone got on the boat, the boatman grabbed the slender boat penny, plunged into the lake with a bang, and as soon as the skill was used, the fishing boat swept away the ripples and sailed out.

The sound of horses' hooves exploded.

When Lu Fan's boat floated out of the lake.

On the shore, Chen Beixun, Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan rode their horses, pulled the reins, stopped the horses, and looked from the shore.

"How dare he go?"

Liu Ye looked at the boat that floated away and said in surprise.

"A one-ring grandmaster maidservant, a six-ringing grandmaster coachman, this is the confidence. ”

Chen Beixun's beautiful hair flew in the wind and glanced at Liu Ye.

He looked back at the fishing boats that were fading in the smoke of the lake, and stroked his hair.

"However, the scholars are romantic, some Confucian scholars who are famous but have no ambitions, but they can only spread their reputation by creating some romantic affairs in the Drunken Dust Pavilion, and if they move the Drunken Dust Pavilion, they will provoke a commotion, even if it is Lu Changkong, they have to think about it or two. ”

He Lu Fan is also a scholar who reads Confucianism, if he is pointed out by the thousands of Confucian students in Beiluo, I am afraid that he will be discouraged, lose his mind, and even be depressed. ”

"Then, accidentally fall into the lake and drown, even if Lu Changkong returns...... I can't say anything. ”

Chen Beixun held the horsewhip, and the corners of his mouth under the cover of his beautiful hair curled up with a trace of wisdom beads in his hand.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's eyes were also bright.

can become the sons of the family, they are naturally not wine bags and rice bags.

"Brother Bei Xun, this trick is ruthless enough. ”

"This morning, Lu Changkong left the city and entered Beijing, if Lu Fan fell into the fingers of Qianfu, I am afraid that everything will be lost, but his two grandmaster entourage is relatively difficult to deal with. ”

"However, my generation of Confucianism has a heroic and righteous spirit, and Confucianism is heroic and righteous, even the grandmaster is not afraid. ”

"Besides, the Confucian scholars present are all famous, and many of them respect the national teacher, if Lu Ping'an allows his grandmaster entourage to kill, it will be tantamount to offending the national teacher of the Great Zhou, and it will be difficult to end. ”

Zhu Yishan laughed.

"The mouth of a scholar is the most vicious. Liu Ye also echoed.

Chen Beixun stroked his beautiful hair, turned over and dismounted.

Looking at the hazy lake, he said lightly:

"Lu Ping'an's grandmaster is out of the way, my sword sect ...... There is also a grandmaster's backhand, Lu Changkong thought that my sword sect would not dare to make a big move, but he was wrong, the situation was different, today, he stepped on Lu Ping'an's bones, and let Lu Changkong know ......"

"My sword faction will officially appear. ”

That's it.

The three of them found a small boat, made a circle of ripples, and chased the small fishing boat that landed in the pan.

They naturally don't want to miss this excitement on Beiluo Lake.

......

Lao Suo propped up the boat, plunged into the water, and startled the swimming fish under the water.

As the fishing boats sail, a breeze blows with cool moisture.

Blowing Lu Fan's hanging sideburns, elegantly flying.

Ni Yu carried the chessboard on his back, lying on the side of the boat, covering his chest, a handful of snot and tears.

I'm going to vomit out the overnight meal.

She...... Seasickness.

Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao both had their palms on the handles of their weapons, standing on both sides of Lu Fan.

Their gaze grim, scanning the hazy lake of smoke.

With their grandmaster's keen sense of smell, they vaguely smelled the smell of danger, and the surface of the lake was ...... It seems calm, but it is not calm.

Lao Su also seemed to sense that something was wrong, and his movement to hold the boat fence slowed down.

"Uncle, continue to row ......"

"Two times as much silver as you go. ”

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, supported his chin with one hand, and gently played with the black chess pieces with the other hand, and said lightly.

There was a slight look of struggle on Lao Suo's wrinkled face.

Finally, a smile with a missing front tooth is revealed.

"You baby, really. ”

Lao Suo once again held the boat, and even sang a song to strengthen his courage, and sang a folk song of Beiluo Authentic.

The singing lingers on the surface of the lake, which is quite different.

Lu Fan glanced at the old man who was singing loudly, and his thumb lightly tapped on the chess pieces between his index and middle fingers.

Beiluo Lake Island, in fact, is not big.

The entire island is in the shape of a disc, and the diameter is about ten miles.

The island's peach blossom trees are planted on the island, and it is the peach blossom season, with pink blooms and blooming flowers.

There are no other buildings on the island except for a "drunken dust pavilion".

When the fishing boat swayed, Lu Fan and the others saw clearly the island in the middle of the lake in the mist.

There is a six-story tower on the island, with vermilion walls, cornices, and glazed tiles...... On each floor, red lanterns are hung, and red light veils that exude a charming atmosphere are flying in the wind.

It is really a building that has been eroded to the extreme.

Lu Fan squinted.

His physical strength has increased to 1 point, his eyesight has improved a lot, and he can vaguely see that every floor of the Drunken Dust Pavilion is crowded with the red-faced courtesans of Yingying Yanyan, some of them are holding Xiupa, some are painting delicate makeup, and some are half-covering their faces with round paper fans, looking at the fishing boat where Lu Fan is located who is swaying, pushing and shoving, Yingying Yanyan's smile.

Nie Changqing's expression was as usual.

Ning Zhao frowned and scolded lightly: "It's not a system!"

Ni Yu: "Vomit ......"

Continue to seasick......

Lu Fan put the black chess pieces back into the chess box, and crossed his index fingers on the thin wool blanket.

The look on his face gradually became serious.

Look up ahead.

In the hazy smoke, staggering......

One after another broke through the smoke and sailed out.

Densely packed, more than twenty in a row, almost all the flower boats in the Drunken Dust Pavilion were used.

Lu Fan's eyebrows raised slightly.

The boatman, Lao Suo, in some panic, put the boat down and stopped the boat from advancing.

In the smoke, one after another flower boats that were taller, more gorgeous, and more extravagant than the dilapidated fishing boats sailed out.

On the boat, there were elegant scholars wearing long robes, jade crowns, and hairpins, who were either indignant, or crossed their eyebrows and coldly opposed, or looked at Lu Fan and others on the fishing boat expressionlessly.

"Master Lu Shao...... Brother Liu and Brother Zhu said that Lu Shao wanted to take the Drunken Dust Pavilion for his own selfishness and disband the girls in the pavilion, but what is the matter?"

"Lu Ping'an, my generation of scholars, pay attention to justice in the hearts of the people, what is the crime of drunken dust pavilion, just because your leg is sick, it is difficult to do the things of Fengyue, you will destroy it?"

"There is righteousness in the world, justice is in the hearts of the people, even prostitutes are human beings, and they represent a profession that is accepted by the general public...... If you are a profession, you have dignity, and if you want to displace these girls and destroy their lives, it is an evil deed!"

"I'll wait, I won't agree!"

On the flower boat, the Confucian scholars stood on the bow of the boat, facing the gentle lake breeze, outlining their resolute bodies, and their words were sonorous and loud.

It was like thunder on the flat ground, startling a shoal of gulls and herons.

Twenty or thirty flower boats, more than 100 Confucian scholars.

They frowned coldly.

......

Behind the land-based fishing boat, a few miles away, there was a fishing boat swinging in the microwave, hanging far away.

Chen Beixun, Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan stood on the board of the boat, looking forward to it.

Hundreds of Confucian scholars raised their eyebrows coldly against the young master Lu.

They laid out this scene overnight and imagined it many times, but when they actually saw it, it still made their blood boil.

It was as if all the anger I had received in the Lu Mansion in the morning had been recovered.

Chen Beixun stroked his beard lightly and squinted his eyes, as if he had everything in his hands.

"These Confucian scholars, although they have fame, but many of them are depressed, they need a platform to let the world know their reputation, for Confucianism, the most important thing is reputation. ”

"Even if they know that all this is instigated by our family behind the scenes, they are willing to plunge into it. ”

Chen Beixun chuckled.

He was happy with it all.

He loved the feeling of solving his opponent without blood.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan were also laughing.

The overall situation in North Los Angeles may have been out of their family's control.

But...... Lu Pan dared to stretch his hand to the family's industry, which is no wonder, let Lu Pan take off a layer of skin!

They were curious about how this retired young master Lu would respond.

......

Fishing boat, looking at this spectacular scene.

Lu Fan smiled.

Nie Changqing's calloused hand rested on the pig-killing knife.

His pig-killing knife can kill pigs and kill people, especially the unreasonable.

Ning Zhao's face turned pale with anger.

If you are unreasonable, you are a scholar, and you are also a scholar if you are unreasonable......

Childe only instructed her yesterday that after disbanding the Drunken Dust Pavilion, every girl should be settled.

She wanted to open her mouth to retort.

However, in the face of hundreds of readers' mouths, Ning Zhao felt that the words were like a fish in his throat, and it was difficult to speak.

Lu Fan patted Ning Zhao's waist.

Lu Fan stroked Ning Zhao, smiled like a flower, and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry." ”

"You know, Childe has a good temper with people. ”

Then, he turned his head to look at the Confucian scholars on the flower boat, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"But...... Not necessarily, for fools. ”

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