When the time was approaching, martial law obviously began in the palace city, and there were secret guards everywhere patrolling and searching for thieves, but the focus was still on the Taiji Palace.

Xu Buling left the imperial city from the sparsely defended Changle Palace, and after returning to Yongchangfang, he began to run quickly, his face was honestly not good-looking.

Today, he should have entered the palace to meet the Son of Heaven and tried his best to ask about the whereabouts of the Lock Dragon Gu, but the defense of the Taiji Palace made him understand what it means to be the king of a country.

Now it seems that he can only go back and wait slowly, if he can ask the emperor from the mouth of the emperor for the solution to lock the dragon Gu, if the emperor does it to him before this, then he can only resign himself to fate.

Between the ups and downs of the pavilion on the street, Xu Buling took out a small golden cloth ball from his arms and looked at it, with a little headache.

The lotus Tibetan carp is as thin as a cicada's wings, stacked smaller than a handkerchief, almost weightless, and still carries a little dampness and residual warmth.

The lotus hidden carp is Xu Buling secretly untied when he turned over, and it is helpless to borrow the Queen Mother to hide today, in order to prevent the Queen Mother from shaking things out on the spur of the moment, he can only find something as a handle. probably means that the queen mother dared to tell him about entering the palace without permission, so he shook out the lotus hidden carp and wanted to die together.

Bullying a charming and pretty widow, Xu Buling felt a little upset, but it was difficult to rest assured if he didn't do this, so he could only wait for the matter to calm down and apologize at the door.

Recalling the scene of Fang Cai, as a normal man, it must be false to say that there is nothing unusual, hugging each other, the Queen Mother basically didn't wear anything, and even the size was felt out after half an hour, the skin was slippery, and the scale was on par with Aunt Lu......

Thinking of this, Xu Buling suddenly frowned: How can I know Aunt Lu's size......

Due to distraction, my feet slipped and almost fell off the roof.

Xu Buling hurriedly put away his messy thoughts, stuffed the lotus Tibetan carp into his arms, and walked quickly towards the Yingchun Building.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, although it was late at night, the bustling Fang Market was still full of people, and the pedestrians on Zhuangyuan Street were shoulder to shoulder, and the noise between the Goolan wine shops could be heard across half the street.

As Xu Buling was walking on the rooftop, the sounds of several pedestrians chatting caught his attention:

"Hurry up, Yingchun Building is so lively tonight, there is a noble son who spends a lot of money......"

"Yes, such a heroic son, he has been the first ...... for decades"

Xu Buling's pace slowed down a little, and he couldn't help nodding secretly in his heart: Song Yufu seems to be a little useful, he didn't mess things up, as long as the news of his spending a lot of money in the Yingchun Tower tonight spreads, he will naturally have a relationship with the assassin who infiltrated the palace......

It's just that Xu Buling hasn't been happy for long, and another conversation came:

"Something seems to have happened......

"I heard that I messed with a big guy who shouldn't be messed with......"

？？？

Xu Buling's brows frowned, a little inexplicable. Song Xiaopifu reported his name, and he could provoke big people who shouldn't be messed with...... The emperor is in the Spring Festival Tower?

Thinking of this, Xu Buling couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and hurriedly rushed to the Spring Festival Building......

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Earlier.

After Xu Buling left the Yingchun Building, Song Yufu leaned on the soft collapse behind the bead curtain and waited seriously for the start of the piano performance.

The hall of the Yingchun Building was full of people, and the gentry and magnates from inside and outside Chang'an City gathered here, and the young talents were even more shoulder to shoulder, and they were embarrassed to sit in the hall without any identity.

Yingchun Lou is the benchmark of Chang'an City's Fengyue occasion, these days the annual selection of Oiran, the top brand of the city Qinglou have come here, and the benefactors of the top cards have naturally followed.

On such an occasion that shows the elegance of celebrities, Xiao Ting will naturally not be absent, and he is sitting in the most eye-catching position in the center of the hall at this time, wearing a black gold-rimmed boy's robe, holding a teacup with a look of not being angry and arrogant, and accepting a lot of flattery.

The two people sitting next to Xiao Ting, one is Liu Pingyang's son Liu Changrun. Liu Pingyang's official Bai Taiwei was ranked as the third duke, in charge of Dayue's military affairs, and the golden seal purple ribbon was tied with Xiao Chuyang. And the Liu family is also a family of generals in the Guanzhong area, and his status is transcendent.

Xiao Ting's left hand sat on a fat man, named Wang Bao, his name was ordinary, and the son of a merchant had a low status, but when it came to this person, he had a nickname called 'Wang Bancheng', who was famous for his wealth. Today, he was pulled over by Xiao Ting to be the wrongdoer.

Wang Bao was about 300 catties of fat, and at this time, holding a somewhat petite teacup, he came to Xiao Ting to offer courtesy:

"Xiao Gongzi, I don't know if you fell in love with that girl tonight, with my Wang Bao here, as long as you name her, she should not be an oiran."

Xiao Ting held the teacup, his eyes full of disgust: "Dead fat pig, are you stupid?" I can't say which girl this son likes. Otherwise, people like you will spend money diligently, and this Oiran competition will be boring. ”

Xiao Ting has always been virtuous, Wang Bao was not angry, but felt cordial, and nodded again and again: "What Xiao Gongzi taught is that as the saying goes, 'watching chess is not a true gentleman', we are just watching chess, and we don't interject." ”

Xiao Ting nodded with satisfaction, and looked at Liu Changrun, who was sitting next to him: "Liu Manzi, which girl do you have a crush on today?" ”

'Liu Manzi' naturally refers to Liu Changrun, Da Yue established the country with martial arts, but today's saints attach importance to literati, so the relationship between civil and military has always been incompatible, but when today's son is very hard, there is no scene of partisan fighting.

Liu Changrun, as the son of the imperial lieutenant, is not lower than Xiao Ting in terms of status, and is called 'Liu Manzi', when he replied:

"Fool Xiao, who does this son fancy to make peace with you?"

The tone was a little rushed, Xiao Ting said 'heh', because he couldn't beat it, he was too lazy to take care of it.

Liu Changrun saw that Xiao Ting didn't jump and lost his interest in teasing, and raised his eyes to look at a private room above:

"I heard that Xu Buling also came earlier, why don't you go up and take a look?"

"Huh?"

Xiao Ting's eyes lit up, put down the teacup and stood up to look around, and then said aloud:

"Xu Buling, you don't even call me when you go to the Qinglou, come out to my uncle!"

After speaking, he ran to Liu Changrun's side, using Liu Changrun's tall body as a shield.

The audience was full of unknown reasons.

Liu Changrun looked at Xiao Ting inexplicably:

"Xiao Gongzi, who are you?"

Xiao Ting waited for a long time, but he didn't see the things in the teacup lid flying down, and it was a little strange:

"Hey, why don't you beat me, are you sure he's here?"

“……”

Everyone is not good at laughing, so they can only look uncomfortable as if nothing happened.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, a gong sounded on the stage.

After a few opening remarks from the steward, Yingying Yanyan began to appear in turn.

Although Xiao Ting does not know how to learn, but his understanding of Fengyue occasions is unmatched, he knows that Liu Changrun likes the Qingqier Yuer girl of Cuiyan Pavilion, and he has been offering hospitality for nearly half a year.

In fact, the princes and nobles of their level really like a singer is just a matter of words.

But men always like to rely on 'personal charm' in terms of conquering women, and if they really rely on their power to get an Oiran home, it is not interesting, and they will be sneered at by those sour scholars.

Liu Changrun has worked hard for half a year, and at present, the Qing Qi'er seems to have been moved a little, I am afraid that after holding the position of Oiran today, Liu Changrun can be the guest of the curtain.

And Xiao Ting came over today, not to be jealous of Liu Changrun. Yingchun Lou's top brand swift composed his song "My Prime Minister Daddy" into a tune, if such a spiritual girl can't be an Oiran, how can he mix in Chang'an in the future?

There is only one Oiran, and the two eldest princes naturally will not disappoint the person they like, and they will be on the bar before the song and dance begins.

In the expectant eyes of the guests, as the head card of the owner's Yingchun Building, he waited first, and the performance was naturally Xiao Ting's "My Prime Minister Daddy".

To tell the truth, a twenty-eight-year-old beauty, holding the pipa face and not changing her color, sings this bullshit lyrics, and her skills are worthy of perfection.

The guests present were full of respect, or stroked or nodded, as if they were immersed in the incomprehensible artistic conception of this word.

Liu Changrun dared to laugh at Xiao Ting, but he didn't dare to ridicule Xiao Xiang, and at this time he also listened with a serious look, and he couldn't bear it.

In the gentle singing, the hall of Nuo was silent until the end of the song.

Xiao Ting burst into tears, stood up and clapped his hands fiercely:

"Good!"

"Good, good ......"

"Good good ......"

The conformity is continuous, and many 'talents' have begun to taste the subtleties, and the performances are more realistic than the other.

And Wang Bao naturally stood up at this time and wiped his eyes with his sleeve:

"This song is really the sound of heaven, Wang only feels that his heart is surging, and he hates to see each other late, he should be rewarded, he should be rewarded!"

As he spoke, he beckoned, called the steward over, and put a wad of silver tickets on the tray.

The steward's eyes were full of surprise, and he said loudly:

"Prince Wang, reward 1,000 taels."

"Whoop—......

Although everyone was not surprised, they all showed a look of surprise and worship, and they were still looking at Xiao Ting.

The Oiran on the stage was also three points shy and seven points soft, and bowed to Xiao Ting.

Xiao Ting clenched his fists in all directions, and sat down with a swagger. This generosity of generosity is really speechless.

As soon as Xiao Ting opened his mouth, naturally no one dared to jump out and rob Xiao Ting of the girl. The steward also knew that this would happen, and immediately prepared to take the stage and let the next girl appear.

But at this moment, Xiao Si ran to the edge of the fence on the second floor and said loudly:

"Prince Su, redeem the swift girl, and open the Spring House yourself."

“？？？”

“！！！”

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