"I said that you men are really useless, you think about people all day long, and you look bad when it comes to things, there are really no good men in Jinling. That's it, I can't bear my flower-like daughter, you can save your worries, a bunch of waste. ”

In the face of the meanness of the ** son, although the crowd under the boat was excited, they stopped at the anger, because they knew that they had a few catties and a few taels, and they really wanted to take this errand next. Although this Mantangchun is rumored to be a unique beauty in the world, it is not cost-effective to let anyone take their lives for this big beauty who has never even met in person.

"Go."

Siyuan pushed the white-faced scholar hard, pushed him out of the crowd, and then deliberately shouted loudly in the crowd standing behind him: "I! ”

This earth-shattering explosion turned the eyes of everyone present. This place is an open wharf, and there is a Zhongyuan Lantern Festival tonight, so it can also be called a sea of people, especially when I heard that there is an Oiran out of the pavilion today, and that person is even more sea. So after Siyuan howled, the eyes of the two thousand people in the audience were all fixed on the scholar.

"Hey...... I ......" The scholar looked back at Siyuan with disgust, and then stood there with a red face and looked up at his mother Sang on the boat: "What is that......?"

"You see, you see. is five big and three thick, and in the end it is not as good as a little white face. If I were you, I would have committed suicide by throwing myself into the river. **Zi crossed his waist and pointed at the scholar: "That little white face...... No, this son, I think you can forget it, don't go to Shandong to make a snack for the monsters. ”

Her meanness caused the audience to laugh again, and the scholar was also very embarrassed. Of course he knows that this ** is not talking nonsense, he has not been a martial artist since he was a child, he is naturally weak, let alone fighting monsters, I am afraid that even a strong wind can blow him to the Nine Heavens.

But just as he was about to retreat, he suddenly felt a hand behind him pressing his back. Let him not retreat. He looked over and found that the young man in the fancy dress just now was looking at him with a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of encouragement.

"This brother, you are really ...... Alas......" The scholar sighed, shook his head and took a step forward, put away the fan in his hand and pointed at the ** on the boat with it: "Old girl, don't look down on people, let alone a few monsters, I'm afraid that even the demon king is not my enemy." ”

"Huh. What a big breath! **Zi sneered sharply: "Just rely on your thin body, and return the demon king." You can't be even, the girl on our boat, don't talk about it there, go home and ask your father to make you a bowl of stick soup to make up for your little mushroom. ”

Her words not only made the group of rough people who watched the excitement laugh back and forth, but even Siyuan almost couldn't hold back his laughter. This is really seen, this country scolding line is really since ancient times, compared to Sister Yao'er's qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, Siyuan really thinks that this scolding art with a yellow cavity but not spitting dirty words is really lost.

"Master, Master. What are baby mushrooms? Dansheng raised his head and looked at Siyuan, his eyes were so pure that he didn't want to.

"Ahem......" Siyuan lowered his voice and said to him, "It's what you peeed on." ”

"Hahaha. Yes, yes, that's really like a mushroom. ”

The scholar could still bear the ridicule of ** and the clamor of the rough men, but when he heard Dansheng's immature laughter with sudden realization, he really couldn't help it, and his face turned cold: "Brother Tai, are you just here to see my jokes?" ”

"No, no, now is not the time to say that." Siyuan whispered in his ear, "Put your hands behind your back." Be lonely and arrogant. ”

The scholar snorted coldly, brushed his sleeves and prepared to leave, but at this moment, his body suddenly became uncontrollable, and then the whole person rose into the air. The ship that was more than ten feet above the ground swished up.

And not only did he go up, but his posture was also extremely handsome, standing in white, with frost on his face, and his eyes were full of disdain. At first glance, it really looks like a man of the world.

Of course, after he went up, not to mention the people and ** who watched the excitement, even he felt incredible, standing there for a long time and not being able to say a word, but out of the corner of his eye, he just glanced at the young man in Chinese clothes smiling lewdly at him.

"This guy is a master!"

The scholar was shocked, but he had already reached this point, and he no longer had to excuse himself, so he could only stand there and continue to pretend to be cool.

Until a long time later, I don't know who in the audience shouted hello first, and then the cheers lined up like a mountain, and the scene boiled for a while, and the people who laughed at him just now began to applaud him one by one.

The ** also reacted at this time, first stayed for a moment, and then his expression instantly changed from stalemate disdain to flattery, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

"Dequan'er! Dequan'er! Come here. **Hurriedly called the thin turtle man next to him: "Hurry up, hurry up and take this son to see Chun'er." ”

"Slow."

The scholar was a smart man, and he knew that he would definitely not be able to handle this alone, so after he turned his head to look at Siyuan, a bad thought rose in his heart.

"Those are my old servants, scholars, and servants, let a few of them come up too."

"Little meaning, you go down to rest for a while, take two sips, and I'll go tell the good news to Sù Chun'er."

After the scholar was invited into the cabin, the thugs on the ship also came out to bring Siyuan and them up, and the ** son was also surprised after seeing Siyuan's clothes and temperament. This person is probably a scholar, a scholar has such a bearing, it is conceivable that the origin of that son may not be worse than those nobles in the capital, even if he can't help Chun'er avenge, at least in the future, his flower boat can be opened sideways on the Qinhuai River.

After Siyuan and the three were introduced into the box, after those thugs retreated, the scholar immediately got up and saluted Siyuan: "Zhang Zhenyu, a person from Jinling, was born in Xiucai. Dare to ask ...... sir."

A smart man, indeed a smart man. After this gesture, Siyuan knew that he had already clarified his identity, and he was still able to climb up the pole without revealing any flaws. If this kind of person becomes an official, if he is not a virtuous minister, he will definitely be pushed out and beheaded.

"Qi, Qi Siyuan." Siyuan didn't hide it at all: "Are you ready?" ”

After Zhang Zhenyu was stunned for a moment, he said yes again and again and poured a glass of wine for Siyuan with his own hands: "Mr. Xie." ”

"No thanks, I have something to ask you for."

"If this can be done, it is necessary to go to the soup and fire."

"Okay. Just have your words. ”

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the box, and then there was a ** laugh outside: "Oh, congratulations, sir." Chun'er has promised to see you, and is waiting for you in Chunlai Pavilion. ”

"I'm coming. Also, I want to take my school boy with me. ”

** was stunned for a moment, looking a little hesitant, but soon she shouted: "Don't tight, don't tight." ”

After Siyuan heard the title of scholar, he pointed to his nose and smiled at the scholar. Zhang Shusheng clenched his fists again and again. An apologetic smile on his face.

But Siyuan didn't care about this, he glanced at Lao Jinyiwei and Dansheng, the two of them nodded very cooperatively, and then sat down at the table and began to eat. After all, the old brocade is old, and the egg is too young, so the attraction of seeing the Oiran is not as attractive as this table of Huaiyang's famous dishes.

In this way, **Zi took Zhang Shusheng and Siyuan to the Chunlai Pavilion on the top floor of the building. This Nima, I have to say. A beautiful girl does have privileges, and she is also a kiln sister. Other sisters have a single room, but to her this is a suite, this place is designed to be very good, patios, potted plants and small fish ponds are all available, forcing a proper high.

"Chun'er is inside, you can talk."

Siyuan seems to be looking at freshness. It's really beautifully decorated, but it's ...... There is one thing that makes Siyuan not understand, why there are so many magic weapons here.

The hammer on the table is a magic weapon, the spoon in the fish pond is a magic weapon, the lotus flower hanging on the wall is a magic weapon, and even the incense burner that lights incense is a magic weapon, although they are all magic weapons that are not used for dicks, but they are just useless for Siyuan. But for anyone else in the know, these are good things.

"Two sons, please come in."

As soon as he walked through the main hall, there was a crisp and pleasant sound like a kitten murmuring from behind the bead curtain, even a person like Siyuan who has been surrounded by various female perverts all year round couldn't help but shiver, not to mention a chick like Zhang Xiucai who had never seen the world, his nosebleed was about to come out, which really made Siyuan shake his head.

"Don't be too ashamed." Siyuan held back a smile and stepped on Zhang Xiucai hard: "Otherwise, I will be looked down upon." ”

Zhang Xiucai was shocked after suffering pain, and walked in with his head held high. After entering, I saw a girl in a red dress sitting in front of the dulcimer, holding a book and looking down. The sitting posture was as gentle as a red lotus in the water, and the candlelight swayed to reflect her face flushed, although she couldn't see the main face, but Siyuan felt that this side face was worthy of the name Oiran.

"Next time you bring your daughter-in-law over, you'll ......"

Siyuan secretly made a little joke in his heart, but this is also a fact, after all, if the mortal body wants to compare with the immortal body of Mo Ran, this is somewhat difficult for a strong person. I'm afraid this little Oiran should also be the pinnacle of the world, and the difference between Mo Ran's grade is also in temperament, after all, Mo Ran is a natural carved temperament, and this little girl, the traces of artificial carving are still relatively obvious.

"I don't know what to call Childe." Man Tangchun gently put down the book, lifted the long hair on his forehead, showed a bright smile and a mouthful of delicate white teeth, which shook Zhang Xiucai's whole person, looking at her blankly, completely obsessed for a moment.

"Hee-hee-......" Man Tangchun let out a chuckle, but then she raised her head in shock, because she found that Siyuan, who was standing there, was looking at her with a condescending ant-like look, and that look made her heart chill, how to describe it...... It's like a cold blade straight into the heart, although it doesn't hurt but it's suffocating.

"Little girl, has anyone ever sued you, charm can't be abused, and it will damage the fortune."

Siyuan was not affected by her at all, because when she cast her charm just now, Siyuan's immune mechanism was automatically activated...... Because when it comes to this technique, there is a natural charm Luo Fu beside me, and the ancestor of that charm has used various charm techniques to seduce Siyuan for almost ten years!

Where would Siyuan, who came out of such a Shura field, still have the Tao of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, but he could see that this little girl seemed to have no malicious intentions, so he kindly reminded him.

"Fuyuan? This son, you look at me, what blessing is there for a person like me? Man Tangchun was unhurried, let out a sigh of relief after breaking free from Siyuan's eyes, and continued to say with a smile on his face: "I am no longer the same person I used to be, I should have died two years ago." ”

"But you're not dead, are you?" Siyuan walked in front of the mirror and stroked it gently, and the talisman on it showed its original shape with a whoosh: "It seems that the person who taught you the spell is not bad." ”

Man Tangchun stared at Siyuan with a shocked face, she could be regarded as having seen a lot of people, but there was no one like Siyuan who could crack the formation in the room at a glance.

In fact, there is a natural ecstasy array in this room, as long as there is no man who enters this range, there is no one who will not lose his mind and dedicate his whole body to Mantangchun, although she did not do anything bad, but punished the prodigal son, but on the whole, this formation is an evil art, and it will continue to consume essence, if it is used so indiscriminately, this little girl will have to return to her hometown before she is thirty years old.

"Your revenge is too easy for me." Siyuan smiled and pointed at Zhang Xiucai: "But I only help him." ”

Man Tangchun was stunned for a moment, and smiled gently: "Are you going to help him get me?" Yes, but I have a ......."

"No, no, no, if I say that he is ordered by the emperor, do you believe it or not?" Siyuan suddenly bent down and looked at Man Tangchun: "And I'm just his scholar." ”

Letter? I believe that you have a ghost, okay.

Although Man Tangchun thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to express it, just showed a helpless smile, gently picked up the incense burner and passed it under the nose of Zhang Xiucai, who was obsessed, Zhang Xiucai immediately sobered up, although he didn't know what was wrong with him, but he was still able to realize that he was out of shape.

However, Man Tangchun didn't seem to care about Xiucai's drooling appearance, but had a sad expression on his face: "Childe, are you willing to save me from fire and water?" ”

When Siyuan heard this, he walked back with his hands behind his back and muttered in a low voice: "They are all smart people." ”

"Of course, Miss Chun'er's orders will not be given up in the next ten thousand deaths."

"No, don't call me Chun'er. I don't like this name, my real name is Jiang, so you can call me Jiang Yue. ”

Siyuan slowly turned his head to look at the two of them, and smiled: "You guys talk about stories slowly, and my terrace is breathable." (To be continued......)