Chapter Seventy-Three: Spring Pavilion

After Duanmuyan entered Mengxi County, he began to encounter wave after wave of interrogation, and he obviously felt that people were panicked all day long. However, everyone kept a secret about what happened and never wanted to go into details. It is only known that some of the people who stayed in the inn died, and the death was tragic.

Duanmu Yanchai is related to Tang Jiaren. They chased all the way to the walking route of the fake six princes, trying to get in touch with Dongjin Yiwei, and now they finally caught up, but they encountered this kind of battle, which was obviously wrong.

Xiao Jin and Deng Hu didn't dare to be careless, for fear that the "fake prince" and the mastermind behind the scenes would strike again.

In order to make it easier, Xiao Jin asked Deng Hu to accompany Duanmuyan to a prosperous and noisy place.

Here, it is the most lively, the most flashy, the most unbearable, the most children's affection, the most mixed dragons and snakes, and the most convenient to inquire about the news, this is the Spring Festival Pavilion.

Chunxiao Pavilion is the largest brothel in Mengxi County, and unlike those secret prostitutes where foot merchants sleep overnight, the people who come here are quite wealthy masters.

Here, not only can you hide people's eyes, but also find out some news, which is really a good place to go.

After Xiao Jin arranged Duanmuyan, he ran out to contact Dongjin Yiwei. He will only come to pick up Mu Yan after he is sure of the absolute safety of Dongjin Yiwei.

Duanmuyan is dressed as a rich man, wearing a gold crown, a tender green brocade, and a hand-cranked paper fan with pink hooks and gold edges, and he can shake out the tone of gold shavings with every step. In order to reduce the impact of that beautiful face, he applied a layer of ginger juice on his face, deliberately thickened his eyebrows, put some pockmarks on his face, and finally pasted two black mustaches. The effect of hiding people's eyes is very obvious.

Deng Hu was wearing a big beard, wearing a short beat, rolling up his sleeves, revealing his two powerful arms, and dressed as a thug, definitely to let others see that their young master was not easy to mess with.

When the old bustard saw Duanmuyan's appearance of "the lord is rich", his eyes lit up, and he immediately greeted him, led the two to the private room on the second floor, and actively recommended the girl, saying: "This lord, at a glance, you know that you are born rich and noble, and ordinary women will not look at it." Our Spring Festival Pavilion, there are four beauties, and they are all outstanding. The color and art are excellent. The kung fu of serving people is also the most ecstatic. ”

Duanmuyan lowered his eyes and looked at the hall on the first floor.

The old bustard rolled his eyes and said, "The son in our pavilion is also the most docile and well-behaved." ”

Duanmuyan took out a pearl from his sleeve and played with it in his hand.

The pearl was round and large, and there was a layer of colorful halo lingering, and the old bustard was salivating and his eyes were straight.

The old bustard slapped his thigh and said, "Tonight, the people from Mojufang are passing by here." The slave has some friendship with the owner, and he will go to the slave to stay and rest. Have you ever heard of Moju Fang? Gee...... It's not that the slave grows others to destroy their prestige, the man who is the most beautiful, is the most stunning. If the master is willing, the slave is willing to accomplish good things. ”

When Duanmuyan heard Mo Jufang, he finally gave the old bustard a straight look, stretched out the tone and said, "Don't do it yet!" ”

Deng Hu waved his hand and threw a piece of silver to the old bustard.

The old bustard accepted the money and replied in a loud voice: "You just wait for the good news of the slave." ”

Duanmu Yan said: "Call the two talkers first, you can't be cold." ”

Deng Hu threw out another ingot of silver, and the old bustard caught it, laughed into a chrysanthemum, and said, "Master, later, the slave will call someone over." ”

The old bustard retreated, and Deng Hu lowered his voice and said to Duanmu Yan: "Master, there is no silver." ”

Duanmuyan nodded, but he didn't panic. He also has some valuable gadgets on him, all of which are brought out of the palace. If it is not necessary, it cannot be used to prevent the storm from leaking its whereabouts.

Now, whether it is the rivers and lakes or the imperial court, they all know that the "Sixth Prince" who has been found is a stupid and fat foodie, and he has never met an assassin again along the way. Sometimes, he wondered if Tang Jiaren would deliberately do this to lure away the assassins for him? After all, the fact that she is a woman will be proven sooner or later. He couldn't be sure of Tang Jiaren's true thoughts, because Tang Jiaren's various practices were incomprehensible to him.

Without saying anything, two little girls came with food boxes and put all the food and drinks on the table.

Duanmuyan was just about to put on a posture to inquire about the situation here, but saw two little girls retreat again, and then walked in two men, each wiping their cheeks and powder, twisting their waists and sending their hips, and returning ...... also shouted "master", and leaned over delicately.

Duanmuyan is fried!

He felt that there was a problem with the communication between him and the old bustard. He really wanted to see the people of Mo Jufang, because there might be Xiu Xiu in Tang Jia's mouth, and he wanted to know the relationship between Tang Jia and Mo Jufang, as well as that Xiu Xiu. But what's the matter with the old bustard sending him two sissies? Scaring or disgusting?

Duanmuyan used a fan to push open the first man who leaned over, and said, "Ah Hu, I've rewarded you." ”

Deng Huhu's body was shocked, and he felt 10,000 points of damage.

These words hurt too much!

The two men were veterans of Fengyue, and when they saw Duanmuyan's dislike, they immediately twisted their soft waists and wrapped them around Deng Hu.

Deng Hu's body was stiff, but he was still stubborn, and was pulled down by two men and forced to ...... Out on the town. Deng Hu's bitterness in his heart, who knows?!

Duanmuyan leaned on the railing and looked down. It's a place of extreme luxury, drunkenness, and everyone has a debauched smile on their faces, as if they are happy. Duanmuyan felt that the people who came here to buy gentleness were very pitiful. Gentleness can be bought, who is sincere?

He was about to withdraw his gaze, but he looked at it carefully.

But I saw two people walking in at the door, one in front of the other. The former has handsome facial features, wears a brown short, pulls his shoes, crooks his neck, shakes his legs, and is a hooligan ruffian, and he knows that he is a gangster at a glance; The latter had a large waist and a round waist, his face was bruised and swollen and deformed, and his messy hair was tied behind his head with a hemp rope. Wearing ill-fitting pudding clothes, it was as if someone had tortured them and forced them in.

These two are like ...... Ask for food.

Duanmuyan felt that the fat woman's figure was a little familiar, as if Tang Jiaren was swollen.

However, at this moment, Tang Jiaren should be pretending to be the sixth prince and hiding under the protection of Jinyiwei.

Duanmuyan wanted to withdraw his gaze, but he couldn't help but continue to look.

Xia Jian knew that Tang Jiaren was following behind him, and he felt a little proud, and his steps were three points brisker. Therefore, when the old bustard came up, he directly shook the gold in his palm, and said like an uncle: "Come, find a good place for the master, serve some good dishes, and get two more singing songs." Raise your voice, "Be pretty!" ”

There is no bustard who is not greedy for gold, and he will not push the gold out of his hand. She smiled like a chrysanthemum, and her mouth responded: "Okay! "He did not move, but stretched out his hand to examine the gold.

Xia Jian was also the first time to come to this kind of place, and after being slightly stunned, he threw the gold to the old bustard.

The old bustard weighed the gold, smiled sincerely, put the gold into his cuffs, and then said, "Come on, this lord, please inside." ”