That night, the prostitutes made a fuss until three o'clock before they settled down, and those who had good girls went back to their rooms to be happy, and those who didn't left Deyue Tower. Zhao Yougong and Gao Yanei's unique competition will definitely become a joke in the city of Tokyo.

The Bianliang after the time is quiet and melodious, with occasional music, but it is not restless. The spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the face is refreshing. In the Bianhe River, several painting boats leaned against the bank, and the red lanterns were particularly dazzling in the silent night. The moonlight is sprinkled, the river is leisurely, the breeze blows, and the layers of water ripples are waved, and the water surface is sparkling for a while.

"When the moon is dark, I see the fishing lantern, and the lonely light is a little firefly. The breeze is full of stars". Doesn't this situation and this scene correspond to this poem? Is the star shining, in the sky, or on the earth? Look at the red dust, who can distinguish clearly?

Zhao Yougong was only wearing a thin robe, and inside was ** obscene pants. Yurou is a woman like water, just like her name.

A light gauze wrapped around the soft body, and the light gauze was pink and wet, almost translucent. Under the tulle, the perfect delicate body looms, and the pale yellow belly pocket blocks the **, which can arouse the man's ** even more. She saw Zhao Yougong lying on the window frowning silently, so she walked over and rubbed his shoulder for him, "Childe, are you still thinking about tomorrow's bet?" ”

"Hehe, can you not want to? The tall fat man is a person who must be revenged, today I let him make such a fool of himself, can he do something against me? Saying this, but there was no trace of worry on his face, Zhao Yougong hugged Yurou's slender waist and slowly touched her plumpness, "Rou'er, son, I will redeem myself for you, how about it?" ”

Zhao Yougong's words were too abrupt, and after Yurou was stunned for a moment, she just showed a smile, and then changed to a sad look.

Yurou knows her own situation, she is now twenty-two years old, even if she follows the little county king, how many years can she serve her? Twenty-two years old, too old to be any older, **, there is no affection, some are just new people laughing and old people crying, red candles are swaying, and it is the daughter's tears that melt. The little county king likes her, how many years can he be? A year? When the love is gone for two years, will she be given to others like other women?

During the Northern Song Dynasty, it was no longer a secret thing for literati and inkmen to transfer concubines to each other, on the contrary, it would be passed on as a good story, but this kind of thing was always sad for women's families. Since the Sui and Tang dynasties, humanistic thought has continued to shrink, and in the Northern Song Dynasty, the idea of male superiority and inferiority of women has become stricter. In short, the tragedy of the daughter's family abounds, and what about Su Shi, who was famous in the Great Song Dynasty, constantly gave away concubines on the way to degrade officials, and later forced the most beautiful concubine Chunniang to death.

In Deyue Tower, Yurou listened to and understood a lot, she never thought that there would be a man who would fall in love with her for ten years. She is a ** woman, but she also has her own pride, she doesn't want to be a spring girl, let alone someone else's goods, maybe she can't resist this world, but she can still go her own way.

"The slave Xie Gongzi is in love, if the son really likes Yurou, come and see it every month, don't mention the matter of redemption!"

Yu Rou looked lonely, her two hands also hung down, Zhao Yougong is self-aware, with his notoriety, Yu Rou should not follow him. The candlelight is long, since you can't force it, why not enjoy it, close the window, and lock a piece of **.

The tulle fell to the ground, and Zhao Yougong picked up Yurou. For some reason, tonight's Yurou looked particularly excited, her slender legs clamped the man's waist, as if she wanted to pierce the man.

The pink curtain, a coquettish song, after turning over, ** ended. Playing with Yurou's little hands, Zhao Yougong raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What's the matter, it seems that I took medicine today?" ”

Yurou's face was ruddy, her eyes didn't want to open, her jaw moved slightly, and she whispered, "The slave family is happy today, at least in the eyes of the son, the slave family is better than the teacher."

Every woman has her own pride, and Yurou is no exception, she seems to have no quarrel with the world, but she can't be a fairy after all. Master Li's brilliance is too great, and he can compare to Master Li, even if it is only one night, it is happy.

Zhao Yougong also thought it was funny, but he didn't expect that he had done something stupid, but he made Yurou so happy.

The candle flame flickered, and the room was dimly dim, and it was already ugly, but the master still hadn't slept. The little girl Xuan'er dozed off with her head propped up, in her dream, she had already forgotten about the master of Master Li, and she didn't know what she dreamed of, Xuan'er's little mouth twitched, and saliva flowed out.

Seeing Xuan'er's appearance, the teacher smiled helplessly, if they were all as heartless as Xuan'er, how good would it be?

In the teacher's heart, Zhao Yougong is a scoundrel, or an upright scoundrel, that night, he said something that other men dare not say, that sentence is pale and ruthless, but it really pierced her heart. What an oiran, what a flying general, aren't they all men's playthings? The official family is good to her, but that is only due to a sense of novelty, if it is really affectionate, why not take her to the palace? After all, isn't it that you dislike her identity and are afraid that your face will be disgraced?

With a slender hand on his face, the teacher stretched out a jade finger and dialed the show in front of his forehead, the long night was long, only accompanied by the spring breeze, who would have thought that the teacher girl who was famous in Beijing would also feel lonely? Taking a breath, the teacher smiled, but the smile was cold and abnormal, and it was very sad, they all said that ** women are thin, but men are not ruthless?

The glimmer of the morning light shone in through the cracks in the window, Zhao Yougong stood up and put on his clothes under Yurou's service, and pushed open the window, the early morning breeze made people feel happy. A few birds flew past the window and landed on a willow tree not far away.

The birds are singing, the river is leisurely, looking at the picturesque scenery, just a smile, and you are already drunk.

Today, I have to try to compete with that Gao Yanei, Zhao Yougong kissed Yurou's pink lips and went out, took a step, and as soon as he arrived on the first floor, he heard a pleasant voice behind him, "Zhao Xiaoguan, this is leaving?" ”

Without looking back, he knew that it was Master Li who spoke, and when he raised his head, Zhao Yougong shrugged his shoulders noncommittally. For some reason, today's Master Li has a haggard face, a jet-black hair scattered over his shoulders, and his eyes are blurred, as if he hasn't slept all night.

"Hehe, the master got up so early, what, are you reluctant to give up my son, to be honest, my son likes your bed!"

It's not a good thing to say about the exit, but the teacher has long been used to it, "It's okay, I just want to ask the Oiran contest at the end of the month, can the petty officials have a candidate?" ”

"Of course there is, Master, can you believe it, this year's Oiran is not you!" Leaving an arrogant sentence, Zhao Yougong left Deyue Tower with his hands behind his back.

Master Li's eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was a little more complicated color in her eyes, it was really interesting, she couldn't get an Oiran, could she still be Cui Niannu?

Yurou stood on the third floor and watched Zhao Yougong leave, she didn't expect to see this scene early in the morning, Shishi's eyebrows were frowned, but she covered her mouth and laughed twice, "Shishi, the little county king is that bastard, you don't want to be angry with him"

"Of course, Sister Yurou is in a good mood!" The master smiled faintly, as if he had long forgotten what had just happened.

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On the bank of the Bianliang River, just after the hour, there were already many people around the Moon Arch Bridge, today Zhao Xiaojun Wang and Gao Yanei want to bet again, and there will naturally be no fewer people who come to watch the game and join in the fun. The king of Yongning County is famous for two hundred and five, and the high yaman is the character of retribution, these two people fight, it is really fun to see.

It's not just the people of Bianliang City who are interested in this matter, even those princes and sons have nothing to do to join in the fun, ** there are a lot of sons, but it is worth mentioning that the two people who are leaning on the pillars of the teahouse are talking and laughing. One of these two people is the third ranked Yanei Wang Tenghui in the capital, and the other is Cai, the fifth prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion? Finish. One of these two people is the son of Wang Huang in the imperial history, and the other is the son of Cai Jing, the prime minister of the dynasty, and when they stand together, they can really run rampant in Tokyo City.

Zhao Yougong came to the Moon Arch Bridge early, because he didn't eat early, he held a few hot buns in his hand, and the little guy behind him was still holding a bowl of hot porridge. Seeing Wang Tenghui and Cai?, he raised the bun in his hand and pouted and smiled, "Two, do you want to taste it?" The steamed buns just out of the pot are twice as fragrant! ”

I didn't have a vegetarian zhì and didn't cultivate, and I scolded twice in my heart, Cai? waved his hand lightly, "That's it, Brother Ling eats it by himself."

Zhao Lingnai is Zhao Yougong's nickname, so Cai? It's also appropriate to call Brother Ling, Wang Yanei twisted his neck very coquettishly, stretched out his hand, put his head together, and said very narcissistically, "Brother Ling, be careful, I heard that Gao Shibao is holding back a belly!" ”

Looking at the bird-like appearance in Wang Yanei, Zhao Yougong secretly sighed in his heart, these two bastards are here to see the excitement, they are good to say, and they are probably looking forward to Gao Yanei winning.

There are so many yamen in the capital, and none of them are He He Zhao Yougong, but it's no wonder that they, who wants to get too close to a royal waste who may go to hell at any time?

Zhao Yougong is too lazy to talk to Cai? Waiting for someone to talk nonsense, he leaned against the pillar and ate the buns, and the little guy next to him was afraid that he would choke, and handed over the porridge with a fart, "Childe, you moisten your throat, don't choke"

"What's the matter, are you a pig when you think this son? Just a few buns, can you still be choked? ”

Zhao Yougong's tone is not very good, none of the little guys around him are coming for his money, if something happens, these people run faster than anyone else. took the bowl and didn't take two sips, Zhao Yougong was stunned.

"Squeak Squeak"

The cry was familiar, and the crowd dispersed, with two swarthy fat pigs arching the ground, and several people standing behind the pigs. Gao Ya shook his fan proudly, and the two mung beans looked at the distant sky.

Everyone was stunned, and then there was a chaotic discussion, and the two big fat pigs were idle, arching their pigs' noses and "purring" for a while;

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