It was another sunny day, the breeze playfully swept through the treetops, rolled over the flag corners, wandering in the Qin court full of festive colors, the princes and ministers in the court were all beaming, even if they were opponents who disagreed with politics on weekdays, they all gathered together with a smile and talked about the surrender of the Yue clan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this sea of joy, there is only one person who is sullen, and the fall of the Mo Lin camp is like a boulder weighing heavily on Ying Guang's heart, today he is here to accept the summons of the King of Qin, and by the way, hand over all the rights in his hands. Raise your head, the clouds in the sky are moving slowly, whichever way the wind blows, it will go, it may be involuntarily, or it may be following the trend, who can tell.

The joyful atmosphere also pervades the city of Xianyang, and there are more pedestrians on the street than in the past, and a small group of Hu merchants pass through the majestic Xianyang City Gate and turn onto the cross street, follow the street to the east, and finally turn into the most famous fireworks alley in the city. Although some people are a little strange that Hu Shang went to Fireworks Alley to rest, such a small caravan is not a hundred or eighty in Xianyang City, maybe people's goods are special, so no one went over to interrogate.

Seeing that it was noon, Mo Yin accompanied Ying Guangniang to sit in the courtyard, chattering in his mouth, but his eyes kept drifting to the door, today is to enter the court to report on his work, Ying Guang has to meet King Qin no matter what, and the hatred between the two is almost impossible to reconcile, so I don't expect any praise, as long as I come back smoothly.

"What are you talking about?"

As he was talking, he saw Ying Guang striding into the small courtyard with a bronze helmet, and the pawn army bolted his horse to the door and walked in.

"I didn't talk about anything, I didn't talk about anything, you're back, how did the DPRK arrange for you?" Mo Yin blushed, intercepted the conversation before Ying Guangniang, and changed the topic.

"How is it arranged? Hehe, I'm at home, waiting for the call. Ying Guang snapped his fingers, looked at the remaining two fingers, and said with a smile: "After standing all morning, I got these eight words." ”

"It's nice to be safe at home." Ying Guangniang took the bronze helmet in Ying Guang's hand, pulled her son's arm, dragged it in front of her, raised her hand and pinched Ying Guang's face, this intimate action suddenly made Ying Guang stunned.

"Mother, how old am I..."

"No matter how big you are, it's your mother's son!" Quite reasonable.

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"Isn't it just a brothel! She doesn't care! The same reason, the fourteen-year-old prince mourned with the personal little eunuch, clumsily climbed over the wall of the prince's mansion, and when he turned around and heard the persuasion of the little eunuch, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Don't let you see, don't let you touch, my dignified prince Qin just married a vase!" What do you say about the age of a small injury to the body, master, I have been in the sea of flowers for several years, what kind of woman has not been seen, if you dare to talk more, be careful to use you to pad the ditch! ”

Where did the little eunuch dare to speak, he jumped off the wall first, tiptoed, and let the prince step on his shoulders and get off the wall, and the two of them went into the alley next to them one after the other.

The old * bustard of the cicada hall is standing at the door with a smile, a pair of shrewd eyes keep sweeping over the bodies of the surrounding passers-by, and suddenly saw two handsome young men coming from afar, the old * bustard's eyes lit up, and he let go of his voice and shouted: "There is a new little lady in this museum, and she has practiced a good skill at the age of thirteen or fourteen. ”

The prince sneered, and dared to play a little trick in front of the master, anyway, it was boring, and he went to see what the flowers were.

Thinking of this, the prince turned around and said to the personal little eunuch: "Xiao Mu, can you collect all the money?" ”

Xiao Mu pressed his side waist and nodded, "Young master, don't worry, I'm happy." ”

"Let's go, accompany the young master to go in and play!"

When the old * bustard saw the young man walk in, the smile on his face became three points thicker, and he said in a suffocated voice: "Son, I haven't been here for a long time, you have no conscience, if it weren't for the new sister today, would you have to pretend to be in the past." ”

The prince mourned his hand and touched the buttocks of the old * bustard, and said with a smile: "You old * bustard will coax people, hurry up and let the new sister come out, if there are any flowers, be careful to turn around and demolish your shop." ”

"Oh, look at what you said, we are also a well-known signboard in this fireworks alley, so you can take a look at it when the time comes."

The prince mourned no more, as the old * bustard passed through the front hall, entered the lobby, and saw a nine-carp flying fish lamp hanging on the top of the hall, and the red lacquered pillars around it were wrapped with gold wire, and on the second floor, the girl in thin clothes held a handkerchief, held the railing and pointed at the hall, and laughed with the ennec below. Not far away, a rugged man carried a half-naked girl up to the second floor in a few steps, passed forward on tiptoes, clicked on the door, laughed and threw the girl onto the pink bed, causing an exclamation.

Seeing this, the guests below let out bursts of applause, which provoked the girl next to her to be coquettish, you touch me, I kiss you, Yingying Yanyan, no scruples, everywhere is filled with a drunken gold fan!

The prince frowned slightly, and there was some displeasure in his heart, these inadvertent little expressions fell into the eyes of the old * bustard, where did he not know his thoughts, his feet did not stop, a fat waist twisted like a pendulum, before the prince mourned completely showed his impatience, he was introduced to a half-stage seat.

Seeing that this old bustard was interested, the prince nodded with satisfaction.

"Komaki, reward!"

"Yes, young master."

Xiao Mu reached out and took out a silver ingot, and gently threw it at the fat breast of the old bustard. The old * bustard caught the silver ingot with a skill that obviously did not match the figure, and the smile on his face was much thicker, waving his hand to make people cloth, the old * bustard was tired of the prince's mourning side, and said in a sweet voice: "Son, you see the middle of the platform, the little lady will dance there for a while, if you can still get into your eyes, please also cheer more, although the price is high, but if you can get the heart of the little lady, the museum is not a penny." ”

"Hmph, don't worry, your benefits are indispensable." The prince mourned how he didn't know the old * bustard's plans, reached out and pushed her aside, picked up a glass of water and wine, and moistened his lips.

"When does this dance start?"

"Childe, please wait a while, I'll go to the back and have a look, I don't think it will take long." The old bustard bowed, shook his body and retreated.

Seeing that the old * bustard had gone away, Xiao Mu walked behind the prince and whispered: "Prince, just give a reward for a while, don't stay out for the night, if you let the princess know..."

"Noise!" The crown prince frowned, and said angrily: "I always think that I am a child who has not grown up, don't worry about her!" ”