An Ninghou closed his eyes in the sedan chair to recuperate, suddenly heard the screams outside the sedan chair, and hurriedly opened the curtain: "What's the matter?!" ”

However, in the next second, he couldn't move, and in the air in front of him, there was a person with a face covered in blood, with eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth, all of which were suddenly bleeding! And he was surrounded by a strange blue light, and his bloody face looked terrifying!

An Ninghou is pampered on weekdays, where has he seen such a formation, and hurriedly shouted: "Quick! Get on it! ”

The guards had long been stunned by the "ghost" that suddenly fell, and when they heard this, they regained consciousness and stepped forward with their knives. Who knew that this ghost suddenly laughed again, suddenly stared at him with round eyes and said, "The jade crown on your head is very good, bring it to me and ......" said and stretched out a skinny withered hand, pointing at An Ninghou.

An Ninghou subconsciously touched the top of his head, but suddenly felt a cold hand on his hand, and the jade crown on his head actually seemed to have eyes, and flew straight towards the ghost!

"Ghosts, ghosts!"

An Ninghou fell to the ground with a buttocks, his face was bloodless, and the whole person was sifted up with chaff!

Li Changshun had already fainted to death. The guards also seemed to soften their hands, although they were still subconsciously rushing forward, but the ghost was hanging in the air, up and down, where could they reach it?

"What a, stinking coax! Wait for me to see if your heart and liver are fragrant? ”

The ghost slammed the jade crown to the ground, and then suddenly stretched out its withered claws and pounced on An Ninghou's chest!

An Ninghou screamed and fainted, and the guards followed closely to escort the car, and the ghost didn't know whether he was frightened or couldn't see it, so he suddenly turned around and floated to the end of the street.

Even though the guards have martial arts, but in the end they believe in ghosts and gods, just now I saw with my own eyes his spiritual power to take things from the air, no matter how high the martial arts are, how can manpower be against ghosts? Therefore, I couldn't wait to avoid it far away, and when I saw the ghost shadow gone, An Ninghou had fainted again, they all chased after it with a knife, but the direction of the ghost was east, and they went to the northeast.

Here tranquility fell to the ground, and the street became very quiet again.

Gu Song took back the small fence that Fang had just thrown on An Ninghou's bun, and nodded at Xue Ting on the tree.

"Retrieve things from the air" looks amazing, in fact, it is not magical at all, this small fence is modeled after the iron fence when Gu Zhicheng and they climbed the city wall, and now they bend it with a copper chopstick, only the size of a copper coin, when Dong Slow stretched out his hand, he was able to throw the fence tied to the fishing line on An Ninghou's head, and then hooked the jade crown and flew towards Dong Slow.

These people have been practicing martial arts since they were young, and they have nothing to say if they have a good foundation.

An Ninghou was so frightened that he peed his pants at that time, and he thought that it was a ghost, where would he realize that it was someone who was doing trouble?

After packing up his things, Xue Ting straightened his clothes, walked out from behind the broken wall, and learned two cat meows in the alley opposite. Immediately after that, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe came out of the alley. Xue Ting whispered a few words to him, and the scribe took advantage of the night to quietly walk in the direction of An Ninghou.

At this time, the rainy night in March was still a little cool, and An Ninghou, who had fainted, had already moved at this time.

The scribe came up and said in a loud voice, "Who is lying there?" ”

An Ning woke up in fright, and immediately retreated to the base of the wall with his body in his arms.

The scribe said: "Is it the Marquis of Anning?" Then he quickened his pace and walked over, bent down to look at him carefully, and high-fived: "Isn't it An Ninghou?" Why are you lying here? ”

An Ninghou squinted his eyes for a long time, and couldn't remember who he was, so he said, "You are?" ”

The scribe said: "My name is Chen Qiuhu, and I am the second brother-in-law of Lord Liang of the Wucheng Camp, don't you recognize me?" ”

Liang En's second brother-in-law? An Ninghou really can't remember. But seeing that he was dressed in a proper manner, he didn't look like a bad person, and then he looked around, and there was no shadow of the ghost, so his heart was a little more stable. Swallowing his saliva, he stood up and reluctantly regained his composure: "The branch of the tree was suddenly cut by lightning, blocking the way, so it was delayed here. ”

In front of an outsider, he didn't have the face to say that he was scared by a ghost and peed his pants.

"Why are you here?" To hide his embarrassment, he asked again.

Chen Qiuhu said: "The little one drank two more glasses at a friend's house just now, and he was afraid that he would be counted down by his wife when he went back, so he abandoned the horse and walked by himself for a while, taking the opportunity to disperse the wine." Saying that, he looked at An Ninghou twice, he looked at his wet lower body again, and said: "The little one has a long way with the Hou Ye, and there is no sedan chair man at the moment, why don't you accompany the small one for a ride?" ”

An Ninghou subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when he looked back and saw Li Changshun paralyzed on the ground, he didn't know what to do, and he couldn't let his master, stay in this rainy night and wait for him to wake up. Looking at this Chen Qiuhu again, he looked eager, thinking that he would not dare to stay on the street anymore, so he said: "Then go to the prosperous place of people and horses and hire a car." ”

Chen Qiuhu agreed, and then followed him forward.

An Ninghou is fat physique, he has never practiced any muscles and bones on weekdays, and he was so scared just now, where is the strength? After walking a few steps, I couldn't open my legs. Seeing this, Chen Qiuhu stepped forward to help him, and An Ninghou was more relaxed, so he walked out of a street dozens of feet long by relying on his help.

Out of the street, he suddenly felt uncomfortable, first when he twisted his neck, he felt that his neck was a little itchy, and then a large area of skin under his neck began to itch, he could bear it at first, but then he couldn't bear it anyway, he actually shook off Chen Qiuhu, stood on the street and stretched out his hand to scratch it.

But this itch is inexplicable? That kind of itch is completely itchy below the skin, and he scratches it even in vain.

Chen Qiuhu said: "Master Hou, what's wrong?" Got lice on your body? The small one tickles you? ”

An Ninghou was even more itchy by him, and it was uncomfortable to dance on the street. At this moment, I heard the coquettish voices of a group of women and women, and when I looked up, I saw that the place where they were standing was actually near a fireworks field, and the street was full of prostitutes soliciting business!

Seeing him like this, the women gathered around him, all of them snickering. Some of them were bold and said, "Master, where are you itching?" Do you want a concubine to scratch you? It's not appropriate to strip here, why don't you go upstairs and let the concubine serve you to take a bath? ”

An Ninghou was so irritable that Chen Qiuhu hurriedly said: "Master, this must be something dirty on the ground just now, and you can't walk left and right now, why don't you just go here to take a shower, and the little one will go to the Hou Mansion to send you a message, and let someone pick you up when you go back?" He said as he looked at the prostitutes. This look seems to imply something.

When the prostitutes heard this, they took a closer look at An Ninghou's splendid outfit, and they really came to the momentum, and before he could answer, they rushed up, and from Chen Qiuhu's side, you pushed me and rolled An Ninghou into the alley.

An Ninghou was so anxious that he shouted: "No, no!" ”

The court explicitly forbade officials to stay in Ji, although there are many people who secretly commit fouls, because many people can't afford to offend, so the court also turns a blind eye, but it is not appropriate to blatantly visit the kiln in front of an outsider! Besides, if you let the tigress at home know, then it's worth it? If Cai's sprinkles it, it will be enough to make people feel it!

"Master, enjoy it slowly! The little one is going to report to you first! Chen Qiuhu waved at him, who had been caught up in the door of the prostitution hall, raised his eyebrows and left the place with a smile, and returned to the original street with a smoke.

Gu Song, Xue Ting, and Dong Slow, who was still covered in blood, jumped out from behind the wall, "What's wrong?" ”

Chen Qiuhu proudly raised the purse jade pei and other things in his hand, and said: "Live up to the instructions of the masters, all the valuable things on his body have been untied by the small ones, and the masters of Ming'er are waiting to see a good show!" ”

"Shall I?" Xue Ting laughed: "Chen Ye is a well-known thief! With him out of the horse, there is nothing that cannot be reached! ”

Chen Qiuhu smiled and bowed his head.

Gu Song and Dong slowly glanced at each other and chuckled.

The streets in the middle of the night quickly became silent, as if nothing had happened.

And the next day of Jingshi is destined to be a sensational day in the city.

Early in the morning, the news that a prostitute who had no money to pay for prostitution in Baoer Hutong, a famous fireworks place in Beijing, and was stripped naked by the old bustard and turtle slave of the prostitution hall and beaten up spread all over the seven streets and eight alleys, and then the prostitute couldn't bear the beating and finally recruited An Ninghou, and then it was confirmed, the news was blown all over Beijing at the speed of a tornado.

The March spring breeze on the face took on a fragrant smell, and even the willow branches on the riverside looked particularly graceful because of this news.

This morning, the glazed tiles on the roof of the former Taihe Hall were about to be overturned by the upsurge of discussions, and the most active ones were of course the mouths of the Ducha Yuan, if it weren't for Shen Guanyu to drink from the side, I was afraid that the saliva would splash directly into the emperor's bedroom.

Then there were six subordinate officials at all levels, Shen Guanyu couldn't manage other government departments, and Zhu Zhifei of the cabinet led a group of old ministers to look at their noses and noses, and only Liu Yaze, who was the emperor's henchman, came forward to reprimand a few words.

But how can this be stopped? Which corner of the entire Jingshi is not talking about this?

Shen Mi was still waiting for An Ninghou to come to the door, and when he heard this sudden incident early in the morning, he also stood in the crowd with his hands together without saying a word.

It didn't take long for the emperor to arrive with a black pot face, and the morning dynasty of this day was like a dark cloud, and the whole palace was silent. The emperor glanced down, probably because he saw that An Ninghou had not arrived, and he had not said anything. When he returned to the apse after dispersing, he remembered the various expressions of the officials in the hall, and he was so angry that he overturned the dining table on the spot and smashed two jade cups in a row.

As an uncle, it is already a disgrace to be a blatant, and he is still being beaten up for arrears of prostitution, where is the face of the court? Where is the majesty of the royal family! R1152