Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Two Sons of Good and Evil

The rich prince bought a copy of "The Secret Story of Baichuan" and left, Meng Tianqing took out another copy of "The Secret Story of Baichuan" from his arms and continued to sell: "This is the only copy of "The Secret Story of Baichuan", so that you can see the tears of the Lord of the Autumn City and the Lord of the War Palace, and understand why they are crying so sadly...... ”

Tang Jiaren twisted her body, blocked in front of Meng Tianqing, stretched out her hand, and directly snatched the "Secret News of Baichuan" in his hand, and said in a sweet voice: "The slave family bought it." ”

Meng Tianqing pulled back "The Secret of Baichuan" and said, "Give the silver first, five taels!" Tong Su is not bullied. ”

Tang Jiaren pulled back "The Secret Story of Baichuan" again, and said: "The slave is a rich and noble man with golden light, and he can pull out the golden hairpin at will, which is enough for five taels of silver." After that, he directly unfolded "The Secret of Baichuan" and watched it.

Meng Tianqing looked at Tang Jiaren and felt that she looked a little familiar, she looked quite like that dead fat man, but her aura was completely different. The fat woman in front of her has a kind of fireworks woman's philistine and cheesy, like an old bustard in a kiln. Moreover, Meng Tianqing didn't think that the "Six Princes" would dress up as women and swagger through the market. Although, last night's dead fat man may have pretended. But then again, the dead fat man's face was blown out of shape, and he definitely couldn't recover so quickly.

Meng Tianqing urged: "Give the silver quickly, don't admit it after reading it." ”

After reading "The Secret Story of Baichuan" written by Meng Tianqing himself, Tang Jiaren had a new understanding of Baichuan Pavilion. That's ...... They're dying! The description of the Restless Woman, on the basis of her personal supervision and guidance, is not satisfactory. But the painting is not good. Even if her face at that time was indeed like a broken bun that had been trampled on, she couldn't use her ugliness to compare the coldness of Qiu Yuebai, highlighting the evil and domineering spirit of the battle sky. That's not right.

Also, what the hell is the one in the first picture who is smiling lewdly at a table of food? Also, on the third picture, in the inn with rivers of blood and corpses, who is the double chin that spits out the skin of melon seeds? That's not right.

Tang Jiaren folded "The Secret Story of Baichuan" and asked Meng Tianqing: "How many copies are there?" The slave bought it together. ”

Meng Tianqing felt that the woman in front of her was really ...... Ostentatious! It's a pity that he only wrote two copies. Meng Tianqing said excitedly and excitedly: "How many more copies do you want from my sister?" Send it to my sister tonight. ”

Tang Jiadao: "I want one." ”

Meng Tianqing felt as if he had been tricked, and immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "Sister, take the silver." ”

Tang Jiaren directly took off a gold bracelet and was about to throw it to Meng Tianqing. Meng Tianqing's eyes lit up, and he reached out to pick it up. As a result, after the gold bracelet crossed a golden dotted line in front of his eyes, it was brought back to his wrist by Tang Jiaren.

Tang Jiaren said pretentiously: "The slave didn't bring silver, only gold." ”

Meng Tianqing said eagerly: "Gold is also fine!" ”

Tang Jiaren stroked the gold and said, "But...... The slave's gold is so great, do you have any other gold for the slave? ”

Meng Tianqing was dumbfounded, how could he have gold? All over the body, it was only five taels of silver that had just been received. In his opinion, five taels of silver is already a lot of wealth, but compared with the golden light of Tang Jiaren's whole body, it is really not enough. This is the gap between the rich and the poor. He is a poor ghost, and even the two pieces of rice paper used to write "The Secret of Baichuan" were secretly taken by him while Meng Shuilan was away. The name of the second pavilion master sounds good, but in fact, there is no real power, it's just bullshit!

Meng Tianqing was melancholy.

Tang Jiaren's flattering eyes fluttered, and she looked like an old bustard's amorous style, and said in a pretentious manner: "In this way, the slave still has to buy some things, and this master will help the slave send it back to the Spring Festival Pavilion together." The slave will give you the money and the silver. ”

Meng Tianqing looked Tang Jiaren up and down and asked, "Are you from the Spring Festival Pavilion?" ”

Tang Jiaren heard Tang Buxiu's voice, he said that he was in the Spring Festival Pavilion, and she naturally wanted to go to the Spring Festival Pavilion to find him. Thinking that she might have passed by last night, she longed to give birth to her wings and fly towards him. The longing is so intense, it catches people off guard.

Meng Jiaren nodded very frankly and responded: "That's nature." ”

Meng Tianqing went to the Spring Festival Pavilion for the first time last night, and he didn't know if there was such a person in it, but seeing that Tang Jiaren was so natural, he didn't suspect that she was lying at all. However, Meng Tianqing didn't want to go, he was afraid of meeting Meng Shuilan.

Meng Tianqing shook his head and said, "No, I still have something to do, so I can't go." ”

Although Tang Jiaren wanted to trick Meng Tianqing into giving Xiu Xiu to clean up, he didn't want to waste too much time and tongue for this, so he simply grabbed out "The Secret of Baichuan", and while twisting his thick waist and shaking the "Secret Story of Baichuan" in his hand, he shouted loudly: "The Secret Story of Baichuan is one hundred and one issues, look at the blessings of the six princes, and worship the promotion and make a fortune; Look at Qiu Yuebai's handsome and peerless face, and feel sorry for the teardrops in the corners of his eyes......"

Meng Tianqing was dumbfounded and stopped: "You are so unkind, right?" ”

Tang Jia said: "What slaves buy by themselves, they can sell it as much as they like." He raised the "Secret News of Baichuan" in his hand and continued to shout, "Who wants to see the body under the light and semi-transparent robe of the battle firmament? See how he gets pestered by six women? Who wants to know the unspeakable secrets between him and Qiu Yuebai, and the real reason why those six women and Qiu Yuebai twisted together? Six taels of silver a piece, amaze your eyes and satisfy all your curiosity...... ”

Meng Tianqing's mouth opened and said secretly: Talent! This little snort handed it to you, it's too coquettish!

In the restaurant facing Tang Jiaren, at the window on the second floor, a window was opened.

Qiu Yuebai's figure appeared in the window, with light cyan clothes, an ice sculpture and a snowdrift face, and a calm and calm aura, which cooled down a lot in this hot summer.

On the opposite side of the restaurant, Zhan Cangqiong was wearing a dark robe, sitting on a chair with his buttocks on his feet, his feet on the railing, leaning back, and leaning on the cushions. He was surrounded by four women in bright red dresses, the one carrying the fruit, and the other being in charge of feeding; That rubs the shoulders, this beats the legs.

Zhan Cangqiong chewed the grapes, his eyes were full of arrogance, he looked at Qiu Yuebai defiantly, spit out grape seeds, and attacked Qiu Yuebai.

Qiu Yuebai threw out a tea bowl to block the grape seed.

The tea bowl and the grape seeds collided with each other, made a soft crackling sound, tumbled and fell from the sky, and smashed on Tang Jiaren's head.

Tang Jiaren groaned, covered her head, and stopped the shouting that made Meng Tianqing stunned.

The cup and grape seed bounced on Tang Jiaren's head, rolled to the ground, and fell apart.

Tang Jiaren raised her head and looked at the railing on the second floor directly opposite. From Tang Jiaren's angle, he could only see Zhan Cang's feet and two long legs, and as for his face, he was blocked.

Meng Tianqing covered her stomach and laughed, that was a happy one.

Tang Jiaren glanced at Meng Tianqing lightly, and actually grinned.