In Luoyang, the central capital, in a vast hall, in addition to eighty-one beams and woods, only the smooth painted floor that can almost reflect the human shadow is the most eye-catching.

And in this huge hall, there is only a wooden couch placed in the center of the main hall, at this time, on the couch, a beautiful yellow robe, fairy wind bones of the long bearded old man, is playing with a delicate teacup in his hand, but his ears are listening to the narration of a Taoist child.

After Daotong closed his mouth, the old man put the teacup on the table, wrung out a piece of sandalwood from a brocade box and put it in the incense burner, and then said to Daotong: "Pass your Uncle Zhengyang." ”

"It's Master!" After a deep salute, Dao Tong turned around and left.

Half an hour later, Zhengyangzi walked into the hall, walked for more than 20 breaths before coming to the wooden couch in the center of the main hall, bowed down to the old man on the couch, and said, "What is the important thing to call the senior brother over?" ”

The old man closed his eyes slightly, and said as if he had no energy: "The matter in Jiangnan has failed, let the senior brother Zhengxu come back." ”

Zhengyangzi was stunned, then bowed down and said: "Senior brother, the junior brother already knows about the affairs of Jiangnan, but it is not yet the last moment, as long as it lasts for half a year, there will be no incense!" ”

The old man shook his head and ordered, "You stand down." ”

Zhengyangzi understands that the elder brother is a Taoist disciple who is determined to recall Jiangnan, although he also knows that because of the negligence of the senior brother Zhengxu, the Taiping Dao is difficult to move an inch in Jiangnan, without the support of the scholars, and the victims are lost, and if you continue to let people stay behind, you will only show people jokes!

But when you come back, isn't it a joke? It's impossible, even if others don't dare to say it, they will always laugh at them in their hearts!

"Senior brother is really old!" After Zhengyangzi walked out of the main hall, he sighed and left.

The Taoist boy who saw Zhengyangzi leave, then entered the main hall, and just walked to the wooden couch, the old man on the couch said: "Take this set of tea sets, let your senior brother Qianming send it to the Changyang Hou Mansion." ”

"Yes...... Master. Dao Tong hesitated for a moment before receiving the order to start cleaning up the tea set.

This set of tea sets, is sent by Ding Changshi, in addition to the tea set, there are a few boxes of tea, very novel, at first the master was still very fond of it, but for some reason, now he loves others.

When Dao Tong handed over the brocade box and tea leaves containing the tea set to his senior brother Qianming, Qianming was surprised: "Is it really the master who asked you to send it?" ”

"Yes, senior brother." Dao Tong answered.

Qianming frowned, thought for a long time, suddenly patted his head, and said with a smile: "I understand, go over here." ”

Dao Tong watched his senior brother leave very strangely, and he was very puzzled by his senior brother's understanding, I don't understand what he understood?

When Qianming came all the way to the Changyang Hou Mansion, he didn't need to be informed, so the doorman let him go in directly.

Qianming is familiar with the way, but when he walked to the master bedroom, he heard a moan that made his bones tingle!

As soon as Qianming's feet were weak, he almost couldn't walk!

Outside the master bedroom, a beautiful maid saw Qianming, a Taoist priest, and actually smiled charmingly, giving Qianming a charming look, and then knocked on the door and called softly: "Madam, Qianming Taoist is here!" ”

In the bedroom, a woman with extremely revealing clothes and charming touches, hearing this, suddenly kicked away the man who was squatting in front of her couch and burying her head under her, and her charming face instantly turned cold, and shouted: "Useless waste, don't go out yet." ”

"Yes, ma'am!" The man endured the pain of a kick in the cheek, bent down to the door, and opened the door.

As soon as the man came out, he immediately straightened his waist, glanced at Qianming, who was even more handsome than him, and snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves away.

"Dead eunuch!" Qian Ming sneered in his heart and stepped into the bedroom.

The maidservant hurriedly closed the door for him, and the moment the door was closed, she did not forget to whisper: "Dao Chief, see you in the old place!" ”

Qianming just smiled and didn't answer.

"Oh, my brother, you're finally willing to come to see your sister!"

Hearing Mrs. Changyang's words, Qianming's heart suddenly became hot, and then he saw that Mrs. impatiently took off the only piece of tulle, although he knew very well that this woman who claimed to be his sister was ten years older than him, but the years did not leave a trace on her, but the more she looked at it, the more tempting it became, where could he stand it, put the brocade box on the side of the table, and then peeled himself off and slipped away, and rushed towards the woman.

After a burst of clouds and rain, Qianming leaned on his feet, and Mrs. Changyang pillowed on his chest, although he kept wheezing, he was still dissatisfied: "It's been three days, and you are willing to come over, are you going to starve your sister to death?" ”

"I've never seen you full!" Qianming was very depressed in his heart, Mrs. Changyang was very powerful, that was famous in Beijing, of course, it was just in a certain circle, they even doubted that the Marquis of Changyang had let this fox suck to death, otherwise how could the young brave military general collapse in just half a year after marriage? He died suddenly three years later!

"By the way, what gift did you bring me today?" Mrs. Changyang's eyes suddenly glanced at the brocade box on the table.

When Qian Ming heard this, he remembered what was going on, hurriedly got up and went to bed, and walked to the table naked without hesitation, and the mouth of Mrs. Changyang, who was staring at him behind him, was dripping, and he secretly thought that he would have to pester him for three more rounds of fighting, otherwise he would not die of hunger!

After holding the brocade box, Qianming returned to the couch and opened the brocade box, revealing a set of exquisite teapots and cups, Mrs. Changyang was a little curious: "Isn't this a wine glass?" ”

"Teacups!" Qianming corrected.

When Mrs. Changyang heard this, she suddenly lost interest, pursed her lips tastelessly, suddenly hugged Qianming's neck, and said softly: "Good brother, punish and punish your ****** again!" ”

Qianming really couldn't stand Mrs. Changyang's seductive gaze, but as soon as he moved his gaze, he suddenly became dizzy with a plump mass, quickly closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and then sighed: "Alas, don't worry, don't worry, let me rest, by the way, don't look at this tea set is exquisite and small, but it is not flashy, not to mention how wonderful the new tea made with this tea set is, it is the person who made this tea set, but he is a god!" ”

"Forget it!" When Mrs. Changyang heard this, she let go of Qianming, lazily put a pillow on the couch, and suddenly raised her eyes and continued to stare at Qianming: "How godly?" Is it more divine than you? ”

"Madame thinks so highly of me, how can I compare with others!" Qianming immediately shook his head and said: "This person is not only handsome and extraordinary, but there is no one in the world who can compare with him, and this couch martial arts is beyond my reach!" ”

"Oh!" When Mrs. Changyang heard this, she immediately swept away her laziness, grabbed Qianming's wrist, and asked with a radiant look, "Who is this person?" ”

"Jinling Mansion, Nanzhou, Jiangnan, Dong Ce, the big proprietor of the art garden!"

"What!" After listening to Qianming's words, Mrs. Changyang's face was full of disbelief!

Seeing Mrs. Changyang so surprised, Qianming was stunned, and asked curiously: "What?" Could it be that Mrs. Fei knows this person? ”

"I've heard a little!" Mrs. Changyang suddenly smiled, blinked her eyes and said: "A few days ago, when the concubine entered the palace, I happened to hear my sister and Ding Changshi talking about this person, only to hear Ding Changshi praise this person to the sky, saying that he inherited Yanjiao, and also said that Yanjiao is a bitter scholar who walks the world and learns everywhere, which has created this person to know almost everything, at that time, he also took out a lot of things to give to his sister, saying that these are Dong Ce's masterpieces, and there are many things that are indeed rare and interesting, especially Ding Changshi's painting, the person in the painting, It's exactly the same as Ding Chang's thing, and when you see it, it's like a real person! ”

When Mrs. Changyang said this, her saliva flowed down unconsciously, and after she swallowed a mouthful, she continued: "I just didn't expect that this person is actually handsome and has extraordinary martial arts!" But ......" said, Mrs. Changyang stared at Qianming and said, "Is it true?" ”

"Tell me the truth!" Qian Ming took a deep breath, and then said, "I'm already belittling him!" (To be continued.) )