Bai Zhi watched the old man of the Li family throw off his sleeves and leave, looking like he hadn't seen enough drama.

"Fortunately, there are no concubines in our palace......" Bai Zhi looked at Nanqiang, and immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Nanqiang is a concubine, and he was born to a concubine. It was only less than half a year after giving birth to Nanqiang that she died of illness.

Nanhuai Wangfu said very little to Nanqiang's biological mother, Aunt Qin, and she didn't mention it all the year round, she forgot that the palace once had an aunt.

Nanqiang threw the melon scoop in his hand: "The chicken is ripe." ”

Bai Zhi remembered the simmering chicken, and her fat and round body didn't get up.

Huaiqing was in the courtyard, seeing that Nanqiang's face was not happy or angry, and he didn't have the slightest enthusiasm for watching the excitement.

As the sun sets over the western mountains and night falls, the streets of Kyoto come alive with activity.

Huaiqing walked next to Nanqiang, Huaiqing hated standing next to Nanqiang and was embarrassed, Nanqiang disliked Huaiqing for walking too slowly.

Nanqiang turned around and dragged Huaiqing: "How can you stinky Taoist grind and chirp, how can you walk slower than the big girl Huanghua!" ”

Huaiqing pulled his sleeve back and looked around: "Pulling and pulling on the street, it's insulting." You'll be able to change your outfit next time. ”

Huaiqing looked at Nanqiang, who was dressed in a dark purple robe with a large pattern and a pair of gold silk boots, swaggering through the market, with a proud face, like a noble son.

"Why?" Nanqiang looked up at the signboard of Zuixiang Building, and straightened his clothes.

"Yo, the two sons of the slave family look at your face, the two sons are here for the first time, the two sons are blessed, tonight the two sons can see our drunken Xianglou Oiran, Yan Yujiao little lady! Our Yan Yu petite lady, looks like a fairy......"

Nanqiang pushed the bustard away in disgust, he came a few times and said that he was a noodle student, which clearly didn't take her in his eyes at all!

Nanqiang stuffed the silver out of Huaiqing's pocket to the old bustard, which was regarded as a silver reward.

"Childe is really handsome and generous! Our jade petite lady, I like to be such a bold person as the son, please in the child! ”

The old bustard raised his hand, Nanqiang was surrounded by a group of warblers and swallows, Nanqiang sniffed, sure enough, this little lady of Kyoto's Oiran is beautiful and enchanting, and she also waits for people, and the rouge smell is also good.

A group of Oiran wanted to hug Huaiqing, but Huaiqing turned to one side, stepped forward and hugged Nanqiang's shoulder, and pinched Huaiqing's waist, his face still smiling.

Huaiqing relied on a big purple and gold silk flower dress, rewarding with pride, and was welcomed into the wing room as soon as he entered the door.

Nan Qiang's smile was even more unbearable, and Nan Qiang said in Huaiqing's ear: "Do you think this Baiteng Pavilion will come to Zuixiang Building to smash the field?" ”

"No, but if Baiteng Pavilion comes, Zuixianglou's mother will send you out and turn right."

Nanqiang smiled and nodded, his face changed suddenly, and he twisted his hips while holding the little Oiran.

After sitting for half a cup of tea, there was a bustle in the lobby downstairs, and Nanqiang stretched out his head.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we are drunk with the little lady of Yujiao Lou to choose a Ruyi Langjun, this Ruyi Langjun, regardless of family background, not looks or talent, as long as you catch our little lady's hairpin, you can go to Wuyun with our little lady Yujiao, Spring Festival once!"

The old bustard covered his mouth, and laughter resounded throughout the Zuixiang Building.

This business of losing money and shouting is still so hard, Nanqiang held the wine glass in his hand, poked his head out to look at the railing on the second floor, and a woman in soft Luo jade gauze clothes was standing.

Nanqiang looked at the woman's delicate face, a pair of almond eyes like ripples, as bright as a bright glow, burning like a hibiscus, just standing there gently, frowning and smiling, and the people close to him were eclipsed.

"Sure enough, it is the head of the four famous men, who can not worship under her pomegranate skirt in this alluring city." Huaiqing glanced at it, smiling rather than smiling.

When Nanqiang heard this, he knocked on the wine glass in front of Huaiqing: "I thought you were a stinky Taoist priest, but you turned out to be ugly and couldn't look down on it, and you wanted to eat swan meat as a toad." ”

Huaiqing looked at Nanqiang, took the wine glass and drank it all, and sighed exaggeratedly.

"Who doesn't like beauties, poor people are not like some people, what rouge vulgar powder meat is not taboo." Huaiqing turned his face and asked softly in Nanqiang: "That night of the Spring Festival in Yucheng, you made a mistake of three, but you can still afford it?" ”

Nanqiang's face flushed, his voice choked, and he raised his voice for a moment: "It's just three, I can do it with three more!" ”

Huaiqing smiled meaningfully, looking at Nanqiang with a straight look in his eyes, Nanqiang had goosebumps all over his body, and he shivered.

The Oiran girl who was waiting on the side blushed when she heard this, and couldn't help but aim at the crotch of Nanqiang's pants.

Yan Yujiao, who was on the edge of the second floor, pulled off the golden silk red jade hairpin on her head, and the lobby was lively and crowded forward.

Even those noble sons and daughters who usually look high, now they don't dislike those poor and sour talents and reckless rough men who they look down on in their mouths, and they also stretched out their hands in the crowd.

"Why don't you join in the fun? If this man wants real money to sleep, at least a hundred taels of gold. This great opportunity is wasted. Huaiqing instigated Nanqiang Dao.

Huaiqing didn't really feel sorry for Nan Qiang, he just wanted to see Nan Qiang's depressed and embarrassed appearance in the crowd.

Nan Qiang sneered and snorted coldly: "The master is determined to win tonight." ”

Huaiqing smiled contemptuously, carried the wine jug, and swallowed the wine.

Zuixianglou is different from the teaching department, the teaching department is fragrant and extravagant, and the delicate panting constantly, while the drunken incense building is drunk and dreaming of death, and the wine and meat are happy.

Nan Qiang looked at Yan Yujiao's pair of jade hands pinching the hairpin, smiled with his lips and teeth, and threw the hairpin in the air.

The people below jumped up, punched and kicked, stepped on their shoulders and pressed their backs, and competed for superiority.

Seeing that a man reached out and grabbed the hairpin, Nanqiang picked up the long whip on the table, and the long whip hit the back of the man's hand, curling the hairpin and collecting it.

Nanqiang jumped down, kicked the man to the ground, grabbed the hairpin, stepped on the pillar, jumped up to the second floor, and hugged Yan Yujiao's waist.

Nanqiang lowered his head and sniffed lightly in Yan Yujiao's ear, and inserted a hairpin in his hand on Yan Yujiao's head.

"The little lady is so fragrant."

Yan Yujiao's face turned red, a pair of almond eyes seemed to hook people's souls, and Nan Qiang rubbed Yan Yujiao's waist with both hands.

"The body is also soft."

Nanqiang's tail voice was elongated, and his hands were not at ease, and Nanqiang was touching Yan Yujiao's waist by an inch

Not far away, Huaiqing looked at Nan Qiang's hooligan, and his eyes stared at Nan Qiang's hand that was wandering on Yan Yujiao's body.

Huaiqing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, maybe this Nanqiang just likes women.

As long as he doesn't like men, he thinks it's a good thing for the whole world to celebrate.

"He's cheating!"

Nanqiang raised his eyes, and a man in red clothes came in front of him. Nanqiang recognized the man standing beside him.

Seeing this, the old bustard gave Yan Yujiao a look, Yan Yujiao was unconscious, lowered her head and said nothing.

"How did I cheat."

Seeing this, the old bustard hurriedly said: "Oh, the prince of the world is angry. ”

Nanqiang hugged Yan Yujiao's waist tightly, looked at the guy who was called the prince in front of him with a raised face, and disdainfully: "The son? ”

The man became arrogant, and the old bustard on the side continued: "This is the prince of the Jiwang Mansion. ”

"You are Zhao Tanzong?" Nanqiang raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in front of him.