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However, it was said that Ning Xiu and Sun Wufan left Wuchang Mansion and returned to Jingzhou, so they went straight to Jiangling Zhangfu.

The two met with Zhang Sangongzi, and Sun Wufan took the lead in speaking: "Brother Mao, Brother Ning Xian and I have gained a lot from going to Wuchang this time." ”

"Oh?"

Zhang Maoxiu was also quite interested in this: "Could it be that the two of you have found any clues?" ”

"It's not just clues, we directly found the mastermind behind the trick of the little uncle."

Sun Wufan squeezed his eyebrows, and the fat on his face trembled.

"Uh, so smooth?"

Zhang Maoxiu was slightly surprised, and Ning Xiu told him what had happened. Knowing that Mr. Chu, His Royal Highness the King of Liao's most trusted staff, was the mastermind behind the scenes, Zhang Mao Xiuzhi was shocked.

Zhang Maoxiu gasped and said, "Brother Ning Xian is really a good means. However, if the two of you pretend to be Cheng Jinyiwei and are stabbed out by that Hou Xiucai, I'm afraid you will get into big trouble. ”

Sun Wufan poured a sip of hot tea and said with a smile: "This Brother Mao Xiu doesn't have to worry." Brother Ning Xian and I covered our faces with black scarves, so Hou Xiu couldn't recognize who we were. ”

"That'll be fine."

Zhang Maoxiu finally breathed a sigh of relief: "But it's better to be careful, this Hou Lai will definitely go to ventilate and report the news when he comes back." ”

Ning Xiu said lightly: "Don't be afraid of this, just take this Mr. Chu before him." Oh, by the way, I don't know what Mr. Chu's preferences are, so let's lure him into the bait. ”

Zhang Maoxiu pondered for a moment and said, "This Mr. Chu is not close to women, as for power, let alone power." If he wanted to enter the office, he would have gone to the imperial examination a long time ago, how could he be willing to stay in the palace as a staff member? ”

Hearing this, Ning Xiu couldn't help frowning.

Power and sex are the two most important things that men pursue. But this Mr. Chu was not interested in any of them.

A person who has no weaknesses is indeed a bit difficult to deal with.

"However, there are rumors in the market that this Mr. Chu is good at Longyang, and he often goes in and out of the Xianggu Pavilion in Jiangling City."

Longyang? Elephant Aunt?

Ning Xiu's eyes lit up.

Because of the prohibition of official prostitution, the literati of the Ming Dynasty had a somewhat distorted personality and turned to play with broken sleeves.

In the Longwan period, the world became more and more extravagant, and officials took pleasure in raising children.

This little guy is a rabbit. Xianggu Pavilion is a green building where rabbits gather.

Tsk, I didn't expect this Mr. Chu to be so good, which saved a lot of trouble.

"Brother Mao, your information is too crucial. We just need to wait for the rabbit in the Xianggu Pavilion where Mr. Chu frequents. ”

"Well, if you want to say that the most famous Xianggu Pavilion in Jiangling City is none other than Changchun Temple. The little girls inside are all fair-skinned, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and if they are dressed in women's clothes, they can't tell the male from the female. ”

Zhang Maoxiu said with relish, but Ning Xiu and Sun Wufan looked confused.

How can Zhang Maoxiu know so much about this Changchun Academy, could he also be a frequent visitor to this house?

Thinking that Zhang Maoxiu might be a rabbit, Ning Xiu and Sun Wufan felt a chill, and their eyes when they looked at Zhang Maoxiu changed.

Zhang Maoxiu naturally noticed the change in the expressions of the two, and immediately understood that they wanted to be crooked, and said with a red face: "Where do you want to go, I just heard about it." Not to mention a place like the Guguan, Qinglou has never been to the brother! ”

Hearing this, Ning Xiu was relieved.

Also, a family like the Zhang family must be very strict, if Zhang Maoxiu dares to visit the Xianggu Pavilion, he will probably be broken by Zhang Juzheng's leg.

"Ahem, don't get me wrong. Tell me which little guy Mr. Chu likes, and let's narrow the target. ”

Zhang Maoxiu rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I said that I heard rumors from the market, how can I know who the little guy who is good with him is?" You just go to Changchun Courtyard and wait. Mr. Chu, what you have seen is the person who closely followed His Royal Highness the King of Liao. ”

Sun Wufan patted his head and said, "Brother Mao said this, and I remembered it. That guy has a very peculiar appearance, very thin lips, a very high nose bridge, and a pair of peach blossom eyes, which is really pleasing to men. ”

Zhang Maoxiu, Ning Xiu: "......"

Ning Xiu coughed and said, "To be serious, we do recognize this Mr. Chu, he appeared in the palace with His Royal Highness the King of Liao after the renovation of the palace was completed. The two of them are following suit, and it is difficult not to remember. But won't he have guards with him? ”

Zhang Maoxiu shook his head and said, "I may bring it when I travel normally, but isn't it uncomfortable to go to a place like Xianggu Pavilion to bring a guard?" ”

Ning Xiu thought about it too. If you go to the Qinglou, the guards can also find a girl to have fun with. This is not the case when you go to the Elephant Gu Pavilion, most of these guards are pure masters, and it is unlikely that they will pick two rabbits to play.

"Well, then we'll be waiting in Changchun Courtyard for the past few days, and we can always wait for this guy."

The dead fat man has already begun to gear up, and he is about to capture the man with broken sleeves in one fell swoop.

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After the rain, the sky is clear.

After Chu Wanglun bathed, he smoked incense, changed into a scholarly shirt and strode out of the palace.

Every time he goes to the Xianggu Pavilion, he will wear this outfit because it matches the atmosphere of the museum.

The bookish spirit lives up to the posture of the little ones.

Sitting in a sedan chair, Chu Wanglun began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Thinking that he would be able to fight with his sweetheart after a while, Chu Wanglun felt refreshed.

After a stick of incense, the sedan chair fell.

Chu Wanglun lifted the sedan curtain and strode out.

Changchun Courtyard is the Xianggu Pavilion that he comes to most often, and he has long been familiar with it.

As soon as he entered the small building, Chu Wanglun lifted his hem and hurriedly walked upstairs.

There is a special rule in Changchun Temple, that is, the bigger the brand, the higher the floor where the small man lives, and the better the room orientation.

Oiran generally lives on the northernmost side of the top floor.

The small restaurant that is good with Chu Wanglun is the green bird in the Changchun courtyard second only to the Oiran, and he is proficient in poetry and songs.

This Qingque was born in a scholarly family, and later his father died of illness, and his family fell into the middle. The more he got into the mix, the worse he got to the point of starvation.

At this desperate time, he was bought by the old bustard of Changchun Academy, and finally survived.

Qingque has clear eyebrows, fair skin, and is proficient in poetry, and quickly became popular under the training of the old bustard of Changchun Academy.

Most of the people who come to Changchun Courtyard are repeat customers, and they have their own fixed friends.

Like this green sparrow, it was wrapped up by Chu Wanglun, and even the money for the dredging was paid by Chu Wanglun.

Although Qingque has no habit of breaking sleeves, it will inevitably be assimilated after staying in the big dye vat of Changchun Courtyard for a long time.

In addition, Chu Wanglun treated him very well, and Qingque gradually developed feelings for him.

On this day, Qingque was drawing his eyebrows in front of the bronze mirror, and when he heard that Huan'er reported that Mr. Chu was coming, he immediately bit his lip excitedly and said, "Quick, take out the acacia and pour it into the wine." ”

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