Chapter 42: Black Skin
Annoyed for a moment, Yang Xiaoyu stared at the old . The bustard shouted: "Get out, Young Master Ben is not interested!" After saying that, he turned around and continued to walk up to the third floor.
Old. Seeing that Yang Xiaoyu didn't care about the image of a celebrity, he dared to lose his temper with her, and couldn't help but be angry: "Old lady, this Changchun Garden is not a place for you to spread wild, and you don't go outside to inquire, but those who can come to the third floor are all distinguished guests, when will it be your turn to go in." ”
Old. As soon as the bustard finished saying this, the turtle slaves on the left and right immediately surrounded Yang Xiaoyu with wooden sticks, looking like they had to leave something behind before they would give up.
Yang Xiaoyu's guards were not afraid of a group of turtle slaves, and drew their sabers to protect Yang Xiaoyu's left and right, the cold air on the knife forced a group of turtle slaves, and the heavy chill forced the turtle slaves to slowly retreat.
Wang Chong's eyes are old. The bustard didn't know what to do, so he stood up and scolded: "The dog looks at people with low eyes, and dares to offend my young master!" ”
"You just look down on people, I thought you were a rich man, but I didn't expect you to be a house slave!" Old. Bustards often roll in the wind and moon occasions, and scolding people is naturally the most powerful scolding.
Sure enough, Wang Chong's face when he was scolded was black and red, no wonder, all the people who came here were uncles, and their identity was face, and they were pointed out as domestic slaves in public, where did he put the face of a big man.
"Lao Tzu will kill you!"
"Stop!"
The king was so angry that he wanted to rush up and smoke the old. The bustard slapped him a few times, but was stopped by Yang Xiaoyu.
At this time, the guests on the second floor drilled out of the door and stood on the side to watch the excitement. Bustard and Yang Xiaoyu and their party pointed and commented softly!
"Why, you still want to beat people, believe it or not, the old lady will report to the official and arrest all of you." Old. The bustard put his hands on his waist and scolded arrogantly.
Yang Xiaoyu glanced up at the lighted room on the third floor, smiled coldly, turned to this ** and said: "Get down, Young Master Ben doesn't care about you, otherwise, tomorrow you will wait for the funeral of Changchun Garden!" ”
Old. Bustard's face, which was smeared with thick fat powder, immediately became hideous, and said angrily: "Boy, you dare to threaten the old lady, in this Hangzhou city, the old lady has never been afraid of anyone, if you have the courage, you can try it." ”
Yang Xiaoyu shook his head disdainfully, and looked at the old man with a sneer. The body shape of the bustard, where you look at the appearance of people, you should first look at the bones, then look at the five elements, and measure the length of three stops.
This old. The bustard's body is like a pig, it is the appearance of ferocity and poverty, her face is coated with layers of thick fat powder, she can't see the twelve palace doors clearly, and she can't judge her fate, but Yang Xiaoyu can see that she is old. The dark skin on the corner of the bustard's eyebrows! ・
Old with black skin. Bustard, the five elements belong to water, should be white and yellow, at this point, old. The bustard did a good job, smearing a black face white with fat powder, which made people look disgusting.
Engaged in prostitution. Courtyard Lao. Bustards rarely meet good people in this industry, Yang Xiaoyu is neither a fledgling son, nor does he understand the world!
"Old. Bustard, come here, Master Ben will give you a word. Yang Xiaoyu endured the nausea and waved his hand to look old. Bustards are a little closer.
"What are you, hurry up and get out of the old lady!" Old. The bustard scolded angrily.
Wang Chong took a step forward, the tiger's arm swished out, grabbed the fat **, and used a slight force on his arm, like carrying a chick. The bustard was thrown to Yang Xiaoyu's side.
Old. As soon as the bustard wanted to scold, she was pressed to the ground by two guards, and she trembled in pain, and hurriedly withdrew the scolding words that were about to come out.
The girls watching the play on the side see the old. The bustard was restrained, pretending to be chattering, and clamoring for Yang Xiaoyu to let go of the old man. Bustards.
In fact, the girls can't wait to get old. The bustard was beaten half to death by Yang Xiaoyu, so that the fear in their hearts could be relieved.
But for the sake of real life, they have to pretend to be old. Bustard's cheering demeanor!
The guests followed the girls in solidarity with the elder. Bustard, ask Yang Xiaoyu to let go of the old man. Bustard.
Yang Xiaoyu ignored the screams of those people, looked up at the brightly lit room on the third floor, smiled coldly, and turned to look at the old . Bustard, squatted down and whispered: "Young Master Ben is the son-in-law of Yang Yong, if you want Changchun Garden to be safe and sound, let Young Master Ben stay away." ”
Old. As soon as the bustard heard that Yang Xiaoyu was the son of the commander, he immediately shut up, in this city of Hangzhou, there is no one who does not know the Yang family who has been guarding Zhejiang for generations!
In modern times, the Yang family commanded Yang Yong, let alone someone like her who was engaged in cheap business.
Syllable!
Old. The bustard knelt on the ground, hurriedly slapped himself, the sound was crisp and bright, and begged: "The villain has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and I hope that the prince has a large number of people, and spare the villain's life." ”
"Stop, get farther away, Young Master Ben is going up to the third floor!" Yang Xiaoyu lowered his voice and scolded.
Old. The bustard hurriedly stood up and made way for Yang Xiaoyu.
Yang Xiaoyu took steps and climbed the steps on the third floor in the different eyes of the girls and guests. When the bustard was beside him, he whispered: "Young Master Ben's identity is not allowed to be said, otherwise you will wait for the head to fall to the ground." ”
Old. The bustard was busy and didn't dare to say that it would be kept secret!
Yang Xiaoyu sneered and walked up to the third floor, he was a little late tonight, but the three sons and brothers inside, the dismount that came to him was so powerful that he was almost scared and didn't dare to come up.
The third floor is luxuriously furnished, with colorful curtains visible from below, as well as the painted red door with a bright sign hanging next to the door.
The floor was covered with a thick red cloth, just like the red carpet of the previous life.
Prostitute. The purpose of such a luxurious cloth in this kind of place is not only to show the status of the beauties above, but also to lure many people to walk from the second floor to the third floor, so that they can spend a good night with the beautiful women with red candles, playing the piano and flute.
This trick is very similar to the star packaging method in the previous life, which makes the beautiful women famous, arranges good residences for them, and shows their noble status, thus attracting countless people to compete for it.
I didn't expect that in the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago, there was also this kind of packaging method, but the packaging level was different.
Yang Xiaoyu walked halfway and saw dozens of men standing outside the middle room, and smiled slightly, there were also people like him, who came to prostitutes. There are also guards with them.
"Stop, who are you? I don't know if this place is covered by my young master? On the steps, a big man scolded Yang Xiaoyu and his party.
At this time, no matter how good-tempered a person is, he can't help it, and he goes from prostitution. The hospital began, the old. The bustard came to find trouble first, and finally showed his identity and was going to be old. The bustard was scared away, and now even a guard dared to reprimand him.
Yang Xiaoyu's little good impression of Wang Wen during the day was suddenly destroyed, and his already unhappy expression was full of anger, he glanced at the big man, turned to the person behind him: "Don't go up, go home!" ”
The guards dodged to the side, clearing the passage for Yang Xiaoyu.
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I really can't think of how the ancient mother Sang should be written, so I can only be popular. Bustard instead.
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