Chapter 252: Zhengde's Game

Qiu Ju served by Zhengde's side when he was still the prince, so he still called Zhengde his master in private. He has a very deep affection for Zhengde, Qiu Ju is a eunuch, no children and no daughters, but watching Zhengde grow up, he has long regarded Zhengde as his junior.

But this feeling can never be spoken, so Zhengde may be in danger. Qiu Ju was anxious and didn't know that he was at a loss, Jiang Bin, now it should be Zhu Bin, a dignified uncle. Qiu Ju didn't even give Jiang Bin an honorific title, and called his name directly.

Just when Qiu Ju was in a hurry, Zhengde was not panicked at all.

Zhengde was dressed in Confucian clothes, looking like a scholar, but he had a heroic spirit that a scholar did not have, he tilted his head at the moment, holding a small wine glass in his hand, and his eyes were on a woman in the middle of the scene.

This is on a painting boat on the Qinhuai River.

The Qinhuai River is sparkling, I don't know if it reflects the lights of the painting boat, which makes this river a little more gentle. This painting boat is in the middle of the Qinhuai River, on both sides of the bank that has left, and on the entire painting boat, there are some prostitutes-girls and turtle slaves, as well as some guards in Zhengde. He had already wrapped up the whole boat.

Zhengde was on the top floor, Xi Xi didn't know where the cool breeze blew from, blowing Zhu Houhuang's clothes open, and in the middle of the top floor, a woman was dancing.

The woman's head was crossed, and her long, straight black hair hung down from behind her like a stream of water. There were some beaded flowers stuck in her head, which were very dazzling in the light, and these beaded flowers hung down with tassels, and when she moved, they would jingle.

She was dressed in a goose-yellow light veil, slightly transparent in the light. There was a pink bandeau on her chest, and the snow white on her chest was particularly attractive, and she was wearing a green undershirt and stepping on a pair of embroidered shoes. With a shake of his arms, the song and dance was over. Sweaty and beautiful.

"Yes, I-that's good." Zhengde almost said that he showed his mouth and said: "I have seen countless beauties in Jingshi, and none of them can compare to yours." ”

"The son smiled, the little woman is just begging for a living in the Qinhuai River, and the concubine body cannot be compared with the lady of the real beauty of the family." When this woman spoke, her voice was crisp and soft, which made people feel itchy in their bones when they heard it.

"What a stunner." Zhengde said secretly in his heart. But he said politely: "The reputation of the Qinhuai River Dancing Immortal, even if I am far away in Jingshi, I have heard of it, how can it be so thin?" ”

The dancing fairy smiled lightly and said: "Gongzi smiled, on the Qinhuai River, there is a lack of everything, that is, there is no shortage of this immortal and that immortal, there are several people almost every year, but Wan'er is confident that she is the best in dancing in the Qinhuai River." ”

Dancing fairy Wan'er is the famous horn of Qinhuai River.

It is also Zhengde's goal this time.

"Is it really me who sees you?" Zhengde sighed again in his heart, and there was an urge to take this woman into the house. But Zhengde is not someone else, it can be said that he is a veteran of flowers, accustomed to seeing Fengyue, what kind of beauty has not been seen, although there is a slight heartbeat, but it is not to the extent that he can't control himself.

"Miss Wan'er, what dance do you think is the best dance?" Zhengde asked.

"Sword dance, but I don't know if Childe has the courage to watch it?" Wan'er exhaled like an orchid, leaning towards Zhengde slightly, and the tips of her hair gently disturbed Zhengde's handwriting. A faint fragrance wafted in, making Zhengde's eyes a little straighter.

"Childe is the most courageous. Why don't you dare to look at it, I want to see Wan'er, your sword dance, is it comparable to Aunt Gongsun. Zhengde grabbed Wan'er's hair with one hand and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it gently.

Wan'er turned around, the goose-yellow light veil on her body was slightly raised, and a bead flower on Wan'er's head fell to the ground with a jingling, her hair flicked, and her head was extremely pure, and she no longer had a little gold and jade. He pulled a sword out of the wall and jerked it out.

Boom. As soon as Zhengde's ears moved, he knew that this was a real sword, full of weight, and it was not a sword used for dancing swords. He looked at the streamer on the blade of the long sword again, and knew that this sword had already opened the edge.

Wan'er folded her body back, her head hung down behind her, looking up at Zhengde, the charming color in her eyes suddenly disappeared, she kicked her legs, and the whole person was like a crossbow arrow shot out, shooting towards Zhengde.

Zhengde slapped the cases in front of him suddenly, and turned over a few cases one by one.

With a sound of "grabbing", the long sword in Wan'er's hand was already nailed to the desk, and the blade of the long sword even trembled slightly in front of Zhengde through the desk.

The case table photographed by Zhengde is made of solid wood, and the case table is at least an inch thick, and this woman can pierce through an inch thick hardwood, which shows that her swordsmanship skills are good.

"A beautiful woman, but a thief." Zhengde pulled out a long sword from behind him. Said slowly.

Qiu Ju served by Zhengde's side when he was still the prince, so he still called Zhengde his master in private. He has a very deep affection for Zhengde, Qiu Ju is a eunuch, no children and no daughters, but watching Zhengde grow up, he has long regarded Zhengde as his junior.

But this feeling can never be spoken, so Zhengde may be in danger. Qiu Ju was anxious and didn't know that he was at a loss, Jiang Bin, now it should be Zhu Bin, a dignified uncle. Qiu Ju didn't even give Jiang Bin an honorific title, and called his name directly.

Just when Qiu Ju was in a hurry, Zhengde was not panicked at all.

Zhengde was dressed in Confucian clothes, looking like a scholar, but he had a heroic spirit that a scholar did not have, he tilted his head at the moment, holding a small wine glass in his hand, and his eyes were on a woman in the middle of the scene.

This is on a painting boat on the Qinhuai River.

The Qinhuai River is sparkling, I don't know if it reflects the lights of the painting boat, which makes this river a little more gentle. This painting boat is in the middle of the Qinhuai River, on both sides of the bank that has left, and on the entire painting boat, there are some prostitutes-girls and turtle slaves, as well as some guards in Zhengde. He had already wrapped up the whole boat.

Zhengde was on the top floor, Xi Xi didn't know where the cool breeze blew from, blowing Zhu Houhuang's clothes open, and in the middle of the top floor, a woman was dancing.

The woman's head was crossed, and her long, straight black hair hung down from behind her like a stream of water. There were some beaded flowers stuck in her head, which were very dazzling in the light, and these beaded flowers hung down with tassels, and when she moved, they would jingle.

She was dressed in a goose-yellow light veil, slightly transparent in the light. There was a pink bandeau on her chest, and the snow white on her chest was particularly attractive, and she was wearing a green undershirt and stepping on a pair of embroidered shoes. With a shake of his arms, the song and dance was over. Sweaty and beautiful.

"Yes, I-that's good." Zhengde almost said that he showed his mouth and said: "I have seen countless beauties in Jingshi, and none of them can compare to yours." ”

"The son smiled, the little woman is just begging for a living in the Qinhuai River, and the concubine body cannot be compared with the lady of the real beauty of the family." When this woman spoke, her voice was crisp and soft, which made people feel itchy in their bones when they heard it.

"What a stunner." Zhengde said secretly in his heart. But he said politely: "The reputation of the Qinhuai River Dancing Immortal, even if I am far away in Jingshi, I have heard of it, how can it be so thin?" ”

The dancing fairy smiled lightly and said: "Gongzi smiled, on the Qinhuai River, there is a lack of everything, that is, there is no shortage of this immortal and that immortal, there are several people almost every year, but Wan'er is confident that she is the best in dancing in the Qinhuai River." ”

Dancing fairy Wan'er is the famous horn of Qinhuai River.

It is also Zhengde's goal this time.

"Is it really me who sees you?" Zhengde sighed again in his heart, and there was an urge to take this woman into the house. But Zhengde is not someone else, it can be said that he is a veteran of flowers, accustomed to seeing Fengyue, what kind of beauty has not been seen, although there is a slight heartbeat, but it is not to the extent that he can't control himself.

"Do you think you're dancing the best?" Zhengde asked.

"Sword dance, but I don't know if Childe has the courage to watch it?" Wan'er exhaled like an orchid, leaning towards Zhengde slightly, and the tips of her hair gently disturbed Zhengde's handwriting.