Duan Mingyu looked in the direction of Zhao Li's finger, and there was a gorgeous pavilion standing in the distance, four stories high, with colorful flags fluttering, lanterns hanging high, bright and magnificent, and before he got closer, he could hear the laughter of the men and the laughter of the girls.

Although Zhao Li said that he was not a frequent visitor here, he could find a route, and he didn't want Lin Wanrong to lead the way, so he crossed him and rushed straight to the door of Cuiyun Pavilion.

"Hey, Lord Zhao, you're here." The enthusiastic old bustard twisted his fat figure and came to Zhao Li, laughing loudly, his charming eyes almost made Duan Mingyu vomit all his rice. This mother in the Tang Dynasty era is really far from herself at that time, Lin Wanrong compared to the entertainment places she experienced, in terms of the figure and face of the old bustard's mother, the grade is much higher than this Cuiyun Pavilion.

But think about it, probably in this era, there can be such a large-scale and popular Qinglou, in this not very prosperous Chenzhou City, it can be regarded as one of the best.

What surprised Duan Mingyu even more was that Zhao Li didn't shy away from touching the old bustard's ass and said, "Sister Zhang, you want to kill my little brother." ”

"Ouch, my Lord Zhao, why haven't you come to see my sister for so long." Sister Zhang replied with a smile.

I really can't see it, it looks like such an honest person, not only is he educated, but he can also lead soldiers to fight, and he is also extremely skilled in playing these.

Zhao Li smiled and squeezed the bustard's mother's buttocks a few times and said: "These times, the war is urgent, and the official affairs are entangled, but I never thought that I would snub my sister, it is really the fault of the younger brother." Lord Zhao Li laughed unscrupulously with the old bustard, and his eyes were really a little happy, as if he had some preference for the old woman.

It turns out that Zhao Li, this stinky boy, likes this mouthful, Duan Mingyu smiled.

Zhao Li and the old bustard laughed for a while, and finally Zhao Li threw a white silver flower on the old bustard's white chest, and the old bustard smiled and said, "Thank you Lord Zhao for the reward." The girls upstairs and downstairs, Lord Zhao is here, and they will serve Lord Zhao well. ”

Lord Zhao walked forward triumphantly into the gate of Cuiyun Pavilion, and then said to Duan Mingyu, who was stunned behind him: "How about it, Brother Mingyu, learn more, to the women, as long as you have silver, you can have as much as you want." Whoever refuses to accept it will smash her with silver and lie down. ”

He Zhao Li was proud at this time, and he completely forgot that the Qing Qi man who was as beautiful as a flower and had an elegant temperament seemed to be unable to smash it with no amount of silver.

"What Brother Zhao said is very true, but looking at Lord Zhao's technique, it doesn't seem to be the first time that he can be practiced." Duan Mingyu had a teachable look on his face, but he smiled in his heart, do you still want to teach this? I can smash you, Lord Zhao, if I hang the horse's money.

Zhao Li's old face suddenly turned red, "This, below, this official, is a brother...... What's that, it's just that sometimes I can't shirk it, it's just a scene on the spot, yes, it's a scene on the spot. ”

Although Zhao Li is not as good as him Duan Mingyu in making articles, writing poems, and couplets, he seems to think that he is recognized as Gao Duan Mingyu on top of the happy means of this Qinglou, and he has finally regained face.

From beginning to end, the old bustards and girls in the courtyard didn't look at Duan Mingyu directly.

In this kind of welcoming place, they have already practiced a pair of fiery eyes, how old an official is Lord Zhao, the number one in Chen Zhou, how do you look at this Mingyu, it is just Zhao Li's follower, they will never look at it squarely, and the rest of the food left in the master's mouth will be the follower.

Although it is the beginning of the night, there are a lot of guests who come to Cuiyun Pavilion**, and the building is full of warblers and Yanyan and the guests are playing, and the white flowers' breasts and thighs are flashing. Even though Duan Mingyu has been in this way for a long time, this is the first time to come to this Qinglou, and he looks around for a while, but he also feels quite strange.

However, the girls who do the leather and meat business can only be regarded as average, and it is estimated that the so-called Qing Qi talents who do not sell their bodies are the real first-class goods.

As for the girls in this courtyard, although they are wearing revealing clothes, their posture is still not in Duan Mingyu's eyes.

Wan Yanyan, Cheng Junyu, Li Yuying, which one is not a national sè Tianxiang character, or eleven or twelve-year-old Zhao Niang, presumably it will also be a rare beauty embryo in the future.

At this time, Zhao Li's hands skillfully groped in the arms of the two girls on the left and right, and saw Duan Mingyu standing quietly beside him, looking like he was smiling but not smiling, Zhao Li said strangely: "Brother Mingyu, don't you like the girls here?" Oh, you don't have to worry about money, you and I come out with the official - oh, looking for inspiration, of course all the expenses are covered by me. "Although this Zhao Li doesn't have any ink, it's still pretty good for people close to friends.

Duan Mingyu smiled and said, "Lord Zhao, it's okay for you to be cool, I'm not used to it here." ”

Just kidding, there's no Durex here, and who knows if these ladies have any flowers, and besides, they don't have an appetite for him.

Guo Wuchang was silent, and after a long time, he suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I know, Brother Mingyuxian, are you still a boy**?" Haha, no wonder you're so nervous, it doesn't matter, I'll pick out two goods for you when I'm my brother, and I'll make sure you're in, and you'll never want to come out again. ”

"Childe, you're so bad." A slightly plump chick on Zhao Li's left writhed in his arms, and glanced at Duan Mingyu with a hint of joy, obviously noticing this handsome scholar with a strong and masculine taste.

"What, what do you say? Dare to say that this champion is a boy chicken? Brother Zhao must not be underestimated, he is already a family man in the next! Duan Mingyu said indignantly.

"Oh, there is a wife's room, not a boy chicken! That's easy to do. Zhao Li said with a wicked smile.

Under Zhao Li's repeated requests, Duan Mingyu, an experienced "boy chicken", had to sit down reluctantly.

Zhao Li was very enthusiastic, and called two experienced chicks for Duan Mingyu, barely considered average.

Duan Mingyu is a three-good young man who advocates thrift and opposes waste, since he bought a clock, he can't waste it, and although these two chicks don't look very beautiful, they still have a good figure, as long as they don't go to bed, they can barely touch it or make a living.

Duan Mingyu smiled, if someone invited him, he was not polite, and he put his hands up and down at the chicks who accompanied the wine on both sides. He is skillful in the movement of his hands, twisting and kneading slowly, the light is light, the heavy is heavy, he is very familiar with the sensitive points of women, and in a short time, he made the two chicks around him angry, and his face was red and staring at him like a wolf, as if he had eaten this boy chicken in an instant.

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