"The main slave dies, the slave has to die" Su Li's eyes only struggled slightly, and quickly opened the mouth of the red cloth bottle, and poured down a red pill entrance, with a desperate look in his eyes, with a desperate ruthlessness.

My life is up to me, is this the only way out for her now, hell? I haven't been in it, and how to covet the beauty of the world.

Desperate and ruthless, Lin Chaoge seemed to see himself at that time from this pair of eyes, and sneered in his heart, sure enough, poor people have the same pitiful points and the same viciousness.

Seeing this, the others followed suit, and you didn't see the smile on the corner of Lin Chaogege's mouth rising more and more, and the fingers shrunk under the cuffs moved slightly, things seemed to be much easier than she imagined, but this money was easy to do, but this good people's household registration was difficult for her, maybe, she could only find that person, thinking of what happened last night, Lin Chaoge couldn't help but have a big head, and he had to bite the bullet.

This matter cannot be delayed, and it will be realized as soon as possible.

The next thing was just like what Lin Chaoge thought, and some people moved down a three-place three-entry courtyard that they bought in Xicheng, with carved beams and painted columns, small bridges and flowing water, red walls and green willows with a unique flavor, which made everyone widen their eyes and couldn't close their mouths.

After Lin Chaoge settled them properly, he left him twenty taels of silver, a few books, and a small green porcelain bottle, and deliberately told him not to look for her if there is anything in the future, just exchange letters on weekdays, remember to come to the house to find her for no reason, when you meet on the street, you need to treat it as a stranger, unless you know each other openly.

Su Li and the others nodded one after another, swearing to the sky with four fingers, Lin Chaoge was guaranteed, and then he left one after another, it was a little early, you might as well take a stroll in Chang'an, anyway, it's still early, take advantage of the abundance at hand.

Chang'an is the head of Kyoto in the Great Zhou Dynasty, its prosperity is not Luoyang may be compared, the neat and clean bluestone street is full of people, all kinds of people emerge in endlessly, all are richly dressed, the clothes and temples are fragrant, and there are even a few hairpins on the head are standing on the railing, the young and white-faced scholars who talk big, the beauty of Chang'an's prosperity can not be exhausted in one day.

The wind dances and the acacia flowers fall into the royal ditch, the mountains in the south end enter the city in autumn, Chang'an Avenue is even narrow and evil, and the green ox and white horse are seven incense cars.

The breeze blows slowly, the flags at the entrance of the wine shop fly rhythmically, the glass of water splashed by someone in the high place, like fog and rain gently sprinkled, the carved clumsy railing is covered with a layer of wetness, the cries of selling come and go, the stalls along the street are surrounded by people, and the painting boat swims with the beauty on the lake, almost floating down from the upstream in shock.

After a few walks, Lin Chao felt bored, and the left and right were not pleasant things. In addition, from time to time, there are more than ten people who secretly send autumn waves regardless of men and women, and there are no less than ten people who are waiting for her to pick up the sachets and handkerchiefs, and the bolder ones even fall into her arms from high-rise buildings, I don't know whether to be angry or laugh.

Tired of walking, the scorching sun is in the sky, the afterglow of the sky is not finished, the weeping willows are half-thin, the cinnamon chrysanthemum is fragrant, the incense is full of Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor.

Coupled with the dryness of his tongue, he followed into the nearest teahouse to rest his feet, and the sentence of meeting on a narrow road is applicable wherever he is.

"Young master, but this tea doesn't taste you, or the little song sung by this little girl is not good" Restrained, I don't know how to be good, the little guy in Tsing Yi helped people fan the folding fan to enjoy the breeze, and was hanging his head and waiting for the young man sitting next to him to open his mouth.

Recently, I don't know who has made the young master unhappy, and I don't know how many maids and servants in the house have been bought for a few days, and even some bold concubines have not been spared, which makes him frightened all day long, for fear that he will also become one of them, raise his sleeves to wipe away the cold sweat from his sideburns, and his movements are becoming more and more cautious, depending on his face.

"Little second brother, give me a pot of good Biluochun, as well as a plate of spiced melon seeds and osmanthus almond cake" entered, chose a quiet place with few people to sit, listen to the little song, half knocked on the wall, so leisurely and happy.

Life is the most beautiful, but stealing half a day of leisure, half immortal, half Buddha and half immortal.

"Haole, please come in the guest officer" The shopkeeper who was quick with his hands and feet wiped the white towel and smoothed the tabletop, and walked downstairs to the back kitchen.

The teahouse is generally divided into three or six long, the lowest floor is naturally the cheapest consumption, usually five copper coins can be exchanged for a plate of melon seeds and a pot of the most ordinary tea, mostly for the small people in the market, the place where the three religions and nine streams inquire about the news.

The second floor has a wide field of vision, mostly young scholars are vassals and elegantly call friends, or good Yaxing pure people, the third floor is a box, mostly for dignitaries, children of the family, now today is the opening of Chang'an School, most of the young people in Chinese clothes and cloth clothes come and go, look at it, a piece of green.

Lin Chaoge randomly picked a corner that looked the most quiet and inconspicuous and sat down, sometimes you don't want to find trouble, but you have something to find her.

"Young master, I heard that there is a new batch of Yangzhou thin horses in the Red Sleeve Pavilion tonight, that waist and that face, tsk, the young master wants to go over tonight to take a look" Navy blue licked his face everywhere, and said several young masters used to go to places on weekdays, but he didn't see the young master mention half of his interest, but he was not interested, and his eyebrows were wrinkled, as if he was saying more, what was waiting for him was the experience of the previous master, and he hurriedly stopped.

This heart is also like eighteen buckets, hanging up and down, and the corners of the eyes drift to the Lord from time to time.

"Childe, the tea you want is ready" Xiao Er carried the blue and white porcelain teapot and walked upstairs with a wooden tray in one hand.

"Thank you" is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, like a stream of water dropping stones, and the noisy teahouse has become a world of its own.

The rich boy who was not interested in it heard this somewhat familiar voice, and his body was stunned for a while, isn't this voice a big fool who hasn't been seen for a long time, he can't be careless to confirm whether it is that person based on the sound alone, looking behind the little second man who is filling the next table, even if he is sitting in the corner, it is nothing more than a young man in Tsing Yi who hides his special color, and the corner of his mouth cracks a fiery smile.

I don't think of a few days to see it, today is mixed up with a person's appearance, recalling the last rainy night to send someone to intercept the matter to come to the house to play around, waiting for not good news, but the next morning to hear someone to report, the three into the lack of more than enough to defeat the guy died, even with a heart to mind the little fool all night is also missing, now I think about it is still very angry, I can't imagine that I will see it today, this is interesting, the eyes show evil light.

Not long after Lin Chaoge sat down, he looked at her with a malicious gaze, wet like a corner/sticky/wet/green moss made people's hearts chill, and glanced around by lowering his head and drinking tea.

The sight seemed to have sensed something, and quickly retracted it, but it was already impossible to find half a trace.

"Big fool, I haven't seen you for a long time, why don't you see your little fool" The bench opposite was opened, and the uninvited guests came, the young man was slender, the material on his body was extraordinary, the expensive purple silver embroidered brocade robe, and many jade accessories around the waist, giving people the feeling of being a nouveau riche.

It's just that this face can't help but look closely, the young man's face has a lot of dense brown pockmarks, up close it looks like a big cake pockmark, with a mouthful of yellow teeth, he sits in a chic and shakes the blue bottom of the gold silk side fan, this face is also a little cold, but the young man doesn't know, so he sits down in a chic manner, and raises his eyebrows and smiles.

"Dasha, I can't imagine that we are so fateful, what is this called fate to meet thousands of miles away, and not to meet on the other side."

Lin Chaoge's eyebrows were invisible, and even the mood of drinking tea and listening to music was a little lighter, listening to this young man's tone, it seemed that he knew her, but she didn't have the slightest impression.

I only knew that this person had disturbed her purity in vain, looking at the red-clothed girl singing the soft and glutinous Jiangnan tune, her mouth was closed one by one, and she spit out babbling, and she didn't pay attention to the person on the other side for half a minute.

"That's right, I've known Dasha for so long, and I don't know the name of my son" Li Junyi said to himself, deliberately cleared his throat, and said in a loud voice; "This young master is the son of Li Shangshu in the current dynasty, my mother is the daughter of a bachelor of Hanlin, my eldest brother is a royal guard in the official, the little beauty must remember, don't forget it in the future" The tone was full of pride and sorrow, just waiting for the beauty to please him in fear.

"The young master is majestic, did you hear what my young master said clearly?"

I don't know that there are many magnates in Chang'an, and a Zuo Shangshu is in her eyes, but it is not enough to see at this time, but there is also an explosive and irritable imperial relative and uncle Xiaoguo, who is in comparison, and the value can be seen.

The Great Zhou Dynasty not only has a left and a right phase, but Lian Shangshu agrees with this, the purpose is to form a three-legged stand with each other, and not let one of them sit on the throne, and the emperor's power is magical.

Today's saint is smart, otherwise his family is dominant, but it's a pity that the hero is late.

It's just that Lin Chaoge casually glanced at the man in front of him who was pretending to be in a state, and there was a burst of physiological disgust in his heart, although there were as many powerful people as a dog at the feet of the Son of Heaven, but at this time, even if he was a nine-grade sesame official, he was not something that he could handle, unless the fox was fake and the tiger was mighty, and bullying people was not her consistent style.

Rights, as long as you have power, you don't have to bow your head like this kind of garbage, or even maliciously step on it, the seeds inside have already sprouted on the ground, and you want to thrive on its nutrients.

"Dasha, I can't imagine that I haven't seen you for a few days, since you hugged Jin Thigh silently, otherwise how about abandoning the secret and following this young master in time, you will definitely be indispensable for eating and drinking spicy food in the future, as long as I serve the young master" Li Junyi's eyes were unconcealed obscene/evil/dirty/filthy light, and his words were extremely bold and explicit, regardless of the presence of literati and scholars in front of everyone.

If the appearance is good, it can also be called flirting. accosted, but if this appearance is ugly, it belongs to Ming Huanghuang's sexual harassment, Lin Chaoge has never denied the fact that he is Yan Kong.

"Little beauty, my son-in-law is talking to you, are you deaf or blind" The entourage flattered and suddenly scolded loudly, which made Lin Chaoge's hand holding the teacup tremble slightly, splashed a few drops of brown tea, frowned deeper, and ignored the two annoying flies.

The clown who jumps off the beam is not afraid to care.