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Big purple clothes.

Luoyuan Lane is a place where Lanzi is most closely related to the Central Plains culture and even the Beihu style. Here are the brothels of the Golan Competition, each with its own victory.

Every year, before the sting, each family recommends their own Oiran head card and sets up a stage to perform their skills. By the high-roller who spends a lot of money, and the elegant sao guest and celebrity, the first place of this year's competition is evaluated. Yu was stunned and said, dressed in purple, dancing jade tree garden flowers.

Now that the beginning of summer has passed, the evaluation is a foregone conclusion. This year's big purple clothes are from the Shake Niang Pavilion, and it is said that the business of the Shake Niang Pavilion is booming at the moment. The brothels that come out of the big purple clothes every year are like this, that is, there is a whole year of easy silver to earn. It's no wonder that the brothel boss cultivates the top brand by himself, probably because of the strength of raising thin horses, but at this time, there is no such thing as raising thin horses.

Hu Zhou and the three of them were in the Shake Niang Pavilion, and they had already drunk five days of flower wine. Every time the wine is closed to the third watch, stay here overnight, and wake up only after three poles. Although he did not bet on silver, he wanted to kiss the big purple clothes and Fangze, but he insisted on talking with the red card green willow every time, and he was generous and not drunk and wild, and he was also a rare and good benefactor in the eyes of the bustard, and he was naturally thoughtful.

"If you are so affectionate and polite, I can't help it, I'm afraid that the green willow girl will be overlord." Thinking of the water in Luliu's eyes when he was leaving, Hu Zhou was a little afraid.

Mu Qian was a little funny.

Seeing him laughing, Hu Zhou said: "You go south and north, and you are known as a person in the rivers and lakes, you must be very handy, why don't you deal with it tomorrow?" ”

There is no refusal, after all, the waist and plump buttocks under the green willow narrow skirt are really moving tight. What's more, Lian Yue's pressure and resentment, there is no reason not to find an outlet to vent. Mu Qian asked: "Although it is a temporary measure, how long can you last on such a costly amount of money?"

"It should be ten years. Among them is the young master, if he wants to be a guest of the big purple clothes once a month. Li Zhi's answer shocked Mu Qian, but he was more speechless. He could not have imagined such a long and precise number.

A total of seven robberies, although it was a deal made by Hu Zhou and Yuanrong, but with the temperament of Li Deacon, the nature of the scavenging bag was extremely rich. That's where the confidence lies.

"Ten years? The big purple clothes that are enough for this Shake Niang Pavilion are old and decrepit. Hu Zhou scolded with a smile.

"Of course, the price will decrease year by year, and this old slave has calculated it. You can't let the bustard take advantage. What's more, once a year, the big purple clothes are evaluated, and the young master can change it every year. ”

Hu Zhou couldn't cry or laugh, and said: "I see that you are staring at the old bustard every day, and the account is still careful." Hehe, don't you care about me reviving the Hu family now? ”

"It's just as important as spreading the leaves." Li Zhi said with a serious face.

Too lazy to talk nonsense with him, Hu Zhou changed the topic and said: "I asked all the iron shops in the city, do you have a clue?"

It is said that those dead soldiers are black-clothed, although the blades used are ordinary, but they are different from official knives, and they always have a style, so they will try to track them down.

"Thirteen iron shops, large and small, have forged such styles of long swords and short blades." Li Zhi said that in the past few days, he asked about the clues that are not clueless.

"Does any master have an impression of the customer?" Hu Zhou asked.

"Most of them buy one or two handles, and they don't need to be registered, and no one has an impression."

Hu Zhou was a little unconvinced: "There is always a gap between the quality of business, and the shopkeeper can't remember the storefronts where people come and go." If the business is colder, you can't think of some silver? ”

Li Zhi shook his head helplessly.

After being silent for a while, Hu Zhou asked the other end: "The little beggar hired with money to help inquire about who has been lost in the city, how is it?"

The corpse was directly buried by the three of them, and the portrait was painted, as Hu Zhou expected, the shopkeeper of the wine shop, Xiao Er, had no impression of the person in the painting, saying that he had never seen it.

"According to the young master's instructions, a piece of news is a tael of silver, and the little beggars are looking for it one by one, if they really appear by the clouds, I believe there will be news soon." Li Zhi affirmed.

Hu Zhou nodded: "It's not early, go to sleep."

The conversation between the three of them was confidential, and there was no red sleeve to add fragrance. When the wick grows, Li Zhi goes to cut it, and these days it is used to the candlelight not going out when he sleeps, and he has always been accompanied by candlelight. Mu Qian wanted to blow it out at the beginning, but was stopped by Li Zhi, saying that Hu Zhou had a small problem, and he couldn't sleep without lighting the lamp.

The candle flame was faintly flickering, and the two plans were looking for a needle in a haystack, but Mu Qian felt a little steadiful for no reason.

The sky was bright.

In the summer, the sky is long, and the day dawns early.

Fu Gui went out with his waist as usual, and when he arrived at the inn, he was inevitably teased by the familiar inn guys.

"Look at you, you were a general last night?!"

"Fu Gui, I see that your body can't withstand such a toss, it's important to have a son, but don't put your own life on the line. There is no ploughed field, but there are oxen that die under ploughing, right? ”

"It's really not good to go to the Rejuvenation Hall to get a pulse, grab the recipe, don't just bury your head and work hard, the ground is not fertile or the seeds are not good, no matter how diligent you are, there will be no fart in the end."

Around is to pay the expensive skin, this series of throws over, it is also embarrassing.

was thinking about whether to listen to persuasion, and went to the Rejuvenation Hall secretly after work, and was patted on the shoulder. Fu Gui glanced at the people, his face was very raw, the clouds were open to trade on all sides, and it was not uncommon for the inn to usher in the living people who were sent to the hotel.

"Little brother, send Zhang Tiao to the Shake Niang Pavilion for me, this is errand money."

Fu Gui looked at the five copper plates in his hand, his eyes were full of astonishing brilliance, and then he pretended to be calm and said, "Send a note, these five cents are mine?"

"Yes. It was sent to the Shake Niang Pavilion, Hu Zhou, and Hu Gongzi. The money is yours. The person who came said cheerfully.

Five cents is more than the salary of paying a high price. It is more than enough to go to the Rejuvenation Hall to pay for ordinary prescriptions. It is common for Fu Gui to be able to go to the Shake Niang Pavilion in this year's selection of big purple clothes, and it is common for Fu Gui to be generous, Fu Gui has already decided that things are reliable, after all, who has nothing to do to joke about him as a shopkeeper, he can't help but be a little embarrassed: "This, is the note in a hurry?"

The visitor glanced at the other fellows who were busy, apparently understood what he meant, and said, "You have time, just deliver it today."

"That's good, I'll sneak away at noon and send it to Hu Gongzi for you." Fu Gui patted his chest and promised. You can't lose the work of the inn because of five cents, and you are a little embarrassed just now. It's just that if it is estimated that if it is ten Wen, maybe there will be no such concerns, but it will take risks. The human heart seems to be like this.

"Then this note will be collected along with the little brother of the bounty, and it will be delivered for me. Thank you here, brother. ”

Fu Gui put the note close to him in front of him, and repeatedly said that he would deliver it to Hu Gongzi by hand.

In the past few days, Hu Zhou has been accustomed to drinking the egg drop porridge boiled by the green willow girl. The egg drop is finely chopped and melts in your mouth. The porridge is crystal clear in color, moderately thick, and secretly asked Li Zhi, who is usually in charge, that he will not be able to boil such porridge without an hour.

Hu Zhou was amazed when he ate it for the first time, the green willow girl was out of the hall, and he didn't know who would be lucky enough to marry and go home to hot kang after entering the kitchen. It took some time to understand the meaning of his words, and the green willow was as charming as silk, so frightened that Hu Zhou would eat porridge silently in the future, and he didn't dare to mention this stubble again.

Today, as soon as he left his job, the old bustard came in and said that someone had dropped a note and left. In fact, it is no wonder that Fu Gui failed to deliver the letter to Hu Zhou by hand as promised, but he was actually blocked by the old bustard at the door, between walking, above and below Luo's skirt, before and after, the same uplifted trembling style was scared away. So that he took the recipe from the Rejuvenation Hall, went back to boil the decoction and drank it, and when he had sex, he remembered the appearance and style of the old bustard, and he was stunned to kill the daughter-in-law with a round waist and a strong body. It's just that this credit was recorded by Fu Gui on the head of the Rejuvenation Hall.

"Oh? Aunt Yang didn't ask who it was for me? Hu Zhou took the note and asked with a smile.

The old bustard's surname is Yang, and he has never been married in his life, so he is naturally not his husband's surname, and the are still in style, but the flower name of the past will definitely not be used again. The first time Hu Zhou called her aunt, she responded naturally, and there was no hesitation at this time: "I didn't ask, but it seems which little two should it be."

After saying that, he withdrew with Green Willow.

Little two?

Some inexplicable Hu Zhou opened the note, and there were only two words written in the center on the paper: Beware!