Jinling, the thousand-year-old capital.

For thousands of years, countless iron-blooded men have dressed the Han family in Baonandu, and shed blood for this city.

After a thousand years, there are countless people with lofty ideals, looking at the north of China across the river, determined to go north until the last drop of blood is drained.

But at the same time, Jinling also has another name, the land of gold powder.

The southeast wealth and culture converge, where the dashing literati sang and sang poetry every night. Countless generations of scholars have either borrowed wine to drown their sorrows or have never met talents, or they have lived a wanton life, singing about wine, and indulging in lust in this city, making this city more and more drunk and obsessed.

Red Sleeve Street, full of red sleeves.

On the street is a small courtyard of green buildings connected to each other, in addition to the Qinhuai River, here is the favorite of Jinling literati and dignitaries.

In the past, when the street was lit up, visitors walked on the road, as long as they raised their heads slightly, they could see the beautiful lady who was smiling upstairs by the window, half-covering her face.

Now, the street is solemn and silent.

There are no literati and inkmen who are in high spirits and have real money in their pockets. On the contrary, there are fierce gods crawling out of the pile of dead people everywhere, I am afraid that there are one or two hundred people, and these Dingyuan soldiers wearing iron armor have surrounded this street to death, and they are not allowed to enter or leave.

The largest red-sleeved building on Red Sleeve Street, the old bustard in the yard, the big teapot, and the stewards also had those girls in silk and satin, and they knelt on the ground.

In the courtyard, two men sat with golden swords.

A tiger beard with a full face is burly, and he feels frightened at a glance.

One with only one arm, a centipede-like scar on his face and neck, and flesh-colored, could tell at a glance that he had crawled out of the pile of dead people.

Zhu Jinwei sneered on his face, didn't even look at the kneeling person, and said coldly, "Who beat Lao Tzu's brother?" ”

The people kneeling on the ground were busy kowtowing and miscommitting crimes, and the sound of crying and sparing their lives was endless.

"Pretending to be pitiful?" The sneer on Zhu Jinwei's face was even worse.

Chang Yuchun took a sip of wine and said disdainfully, "Brother, why bother talking nonsense with these bitches and washing this bird's yard!" ”

As soon as these words came out, several women on the spot fainted in fright.

Zhu Jinwei sneered again, "You can't wash it, the fifth brother's military law is not a joke!" But these people can't be counted like this if they humiliate our brothers. As he spoke, he put down his wine glass and took out a golden cake from his arms, and the sound of the bell was still on the ground, "Damn, it's just a group out to sell, and it's a temper." Can't look down on us Qiu Ba thieves? ”

Then, he shouted behind him, "Come on, go to the street and find all the brothers who are on vacation today." Today's red-sleeved street, Lao Tzu is round, just be happy, don't think about saving money for Lao Tzu! ”

The soldiers laughed, and the faces of the kneeling men were as dead as ashes.

Qinglou is not necessarily a brothel, there are many things to say and more to play. But I can't tell these people with knives. If it were really Huo Huo who let these big-headed soldiers work hard, Red Sleeves Street would be over.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, a bold voice sounded, and a scholar upstairs walked down, pretending to be bold and said, "This general, Qinglou is not a brothel, you~~ You can't force it to buy." Besides, there are a lot of girls on this street who are performing and singing, you~~~"

"Selling your art or not selling your body? What a yellow flower girl! ”

Zhu Jinwei pouted and smiled, "Who doesn't know what's going on with the play?" On the surface, it is ice and jade, but it is not someone else's plaything behind the scenes? Oh, if the rich can play, Lao Tzu's brothers can't? Lao Tzu is not playing for nothing. How? In this world, those who sell themselves have to pick people? Are they so expensive? Since they are expensive, let's put it well, and we don't force it. Why do you pretend to be a master and wantonly insult my brother! ”

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"What's going on?"

In the sheep soup restaurant, a group of Dingyuan soldiers gathered together and discussed happily.

Next to him, Zhu Wu also stood up his ears.

The Dingyuan Army is not allowed to rob people's daughters, but it is not forbidden to spend money to find them!

One is willing to buy, the other is willing to sell, and the king of heaven can't control it!

Why does it seem that something is going on today, or from Chang Yuchun and Zhu Jinwei, neither of these two people is the master of peace, they don't cause trouble for a few days, and they are uncomfortable.

"Commander Zhu, everyone knows it!"

"I know, I broke an arm in the battle with the state, and the officials and soldiers cut it like a blood gourd!"

Zhu Jinwei was originally a thousand households, but now he has been promoted to commander because of his merits, and these soldiers are talking about him.

"Today, on the birthday of a brother under Commander Zhu, Commander Zhu rewarded him with some silver and let him come out and be happy!"

"Somehow this brother went to Red Sleeve Street, went into a courtyard and called a girl."

Speaking of this, these Dingyuan soldiers all laughed, thinking warmly, they are all strong men, and it is rare not to look for them.

"But I didn't expect it to be a black shop, and our brother spent ten taels of silver without even touching his hands, so he sang a few songs to his mother."

This sentence stabbed the hornet's nest, and the Dingyuan soldiers in the store all shouted, "Inlaid with gold? Ten taels? Don't even touch your hands? The emperor's wife? Black shop! ”

"So, our brother quit and got into trouble with the shopkeeper. Who knows that his mother's Jinling City, these people who open yards are very arrogant, scolding our brothers for not pretending to be big garlic if they don't have money, and saying that they don't spill urine to take care of their identity, and the top girl is also what you dare to think of as a poor man? Sing you a few songs, you are the ancestor of the accumulation of virtue! ”

"How can our brothers in the Dingyuan Army have a good temper, and they fought on the spot. Who knew that the nursing home in that yard actually injured our brother! ”

Commander Zhu got the letter and came over with his own soldiers. Coincidentally, the regular commander was also eating nearby, so they went over together. The two commanders said that as long as they are brothers on the street today, they can go over, and they can play whoever they want, and they will give money! ”

"Let's go, let's go!" The soldiers shouted, "Dare to insult our Dingyuan army, I have to kill them today!" ”

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"Huh!"

Zhu Wu, who knew the ins and outs of the matter, sighed silently.

What bullshit is here!

It's nothing more than Dingyuanjun's brother who wants to have fun, but he enters a high-consumption place.

The money is spent, things can't be done, and people are beaten and scolded!

Anyone who is angry about this matter will be angry, not to mention the ** who is rolling in the pile of dead people in the Dingyuan Army!

Kill them and they are all angry!

This is also to meet the Dingyuan Army, the soldiers of other army leaders in the troubled times, and they have already slaughtered the courtyard seventeen or eighteen times.

However, Zhu Jinwei is also bad enough, charter the venue?

What does he want to do?

Those who have defeated the Far Army naturally can't give up.

But if it is really according to Zhu Jinwei's meaning, let the brothers play casually, it will be an unobstructed conference, and maybe there will be some jokes!

"Aren't you going to take a look?"

Xie Fuan asked with a wink, his face full of curiosity.

Zhu Wu didn't have the heart to eat, so he put down the bowl, "What are you looking at?" ”

Subsequently, Zhu Wu said to Zhu Yu, "Go, you go and send a message to Zhu Jinwei, let him almost do it, don't go overboard!" ”

As he spoke, he shook his head again, "I'd better go myself!" On this day, I didn't let me worry! ”

He walked out with a wry smile, Xie Fuan took Zhu Yu with him, and followed behind with a lively face and was not afraid of big things.