Chapter 57

After making sure that there would be no fire in his backyard, Su Ying began to work on the affairs of the demon world with confidence.

Xiao Qian's neutral power in the demon world is getting bigger and bigger, although he can't be called power-leaning towards the government and the opposition, he can't be underestimated. Both the prince of Liang and the prince of Wei began to deliberately curry favor with Xiao Qian. Indeed, whoever leans on this great tree is tantamount to leaning on the armrest of the throne.

It's just that this pure gold handrail has already been booked by Su Ying first.

After preparing for nearly half a month, Su Ying has been living in Xiao Qian's Prime Minister's Mansion. Xiao Qian handed over all the political affairs of the demon realm to him more completely than before.

At first, Xiao Qian was always a little reluctant, but seeing that Su Ying was acting in a way that was not very inappropriate, and Qiongxiao was really resolute, he gradually dispelled his thoughts.

After half a month, Su Ying has secretly controlled the government of the eleventh of the demon world, and Xiao Qian has also turned a blind eye to Su Ying's small action of installing forces to eliminate dissidents.

If the work in the dark is done enough, it is natural to show it.

Once Xiao Qian is no longer neutral, then Su Ying, as a rising bird, will become a big tree that attracts the wind. So since Su Ying appeared, there was no turning back.

Everything is ready, now it just depends on whether this east wind can be blown. scraped well, soared up to 90,000 miles; If the scrape is not good, Su Ying will still roll back to the spirit world in a gray manner, presumably the demon world will not be able to tolerate him at that time.

In the evening, sitting in the hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Su Ying folded his legs, chatting with Xiao Qian and waiting for Qiongxiao to come back.

Nangong Qiongxiao...... Weird name.

Soon after dark, the subordinates of the Prime Minister's Mansion put lamps in the hall, and Qiongxiao came back wearing the stars and the moon.

"How? Got it arranged? Su Ying put down the cup and motioned for Qiongxiao to sit down.

Qiongxiao sat hastily on the chair under Su Ying, flicked the robe of Tiansi brocade, and said unhurriedly: "If you return to the prince, the prince of Wei is famous for being lustful, and both men and women eat it. Although he is not young now, there is no night when he does not run to the Qinglou, and the old bustard of the Qinglou who is dusty talks about him more than one by one. ”

"The one he has been to most often recently is Wanfangyuan, so according to the plan, a few days ago, his subordinates had already taken down a closed green building opposite Wanfangyuan that was run by Wanfangyuan a few days ago, and stepped up redecoration. It was completed this afternoon. ”

Su Ying nodded affirmatively and said with satisfaction: "Very good." What is it called? ”

"Yicui Building."

"All the girls in the yard are ready?"

"Yes, it's all the subordinates who have done it themselves."

"It's open?"

"Yes. The old bustard is Weixue, the pseudonym is Qingniang, and the sign hung out is open for half a day today, and it will officially open early tomorrow morning. ”

"Okay."

After Su Ying finished speaking, he stood up and moved his shoulders, feeling interested: "After learning the new things in the past few days, it's time to take them out and try them." ”

Xiao Qian looked disapproving, stopped talking, and glanced at Qiongxiao several times, but Qiongxiao just didn't see it. Su Ying looked over, and Xiao Qian quietly turned his gaze away.

Su Ying pursed her lips slightly and said, "Prime Minister doesn't have to worry so much, if it weren't for the follow-up plan, I would definitely not do this." ”

Su Ying didn't wait for Xiao Qian to say anything more, got up and went back to the room.

"Qiongxiao, do you really think it's right to follow him?" Xiao Qian watched Su Ying walk away and said. He did not hide his expression, and said it very calmly.

Qiong Xiao smiled soothingly and said, "He is also a veritable demon realm royalty, there is nothing wrong with him." ”

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The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the street of the famous Qinglou in Yuchen is booming. The night breeze was mixed with the charming carmine, and the guests who came and went were smiling, or holding the young girl or the beautiful man. The aroma of wine stretches for miles along the red lanterns.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the night is fragrant, it is the drunken gold fragrance;

The lights are bright and green, and the eyes are flattering, but they are amorous and heartbroken.

In front of the gate of Wanfangyuan were two rows of heavily armed guards, and a carriage inlaid with gold and silver was parked, with bells of pure gold hanging from the four corners, rose-colored tulle, and gorgeous cheesiness.

The upstairs on the fourth floor of Wanfangyuan are hung red and green, and there are bursts of charming laughter and laughter and playfulness in the building.

The Yicui Building opposite is full of turquoise from the outside, the same four floors are decorated with turquoise curtains, and the window is scattered with a green-clothed woman who is slightly covered with a fan.

The girls at the door were dressed in different ways, but they were all shades of green. In this red, green, and green world, it is particularly eye-catching.

Many guests may not have seen this style, or they may have a fresh picture, and they have entered this Yicui Building. But unlike Wan Fangyuan on the other side, the laughter in the Yicui Building is not obvious, and what is particularly interesting to listen to is the bursts of pipa sound coming from the building, crisp and melodious, and tactfully listening.

In the lobby of Wan Fang Yuan, there is only one table of guests. The huge round table was surrounded by silky women and handsome men, all of whom were playing a game of persuasion against the same person.

The man was dressed in an expensive moire brocade robe, with a slight beard under his chin, a slightly fat figure, and the flesh on his face was shaking when he smiled, looking at his age, he was indeed not small, but he got rid of the hand holding the wine glass, and the other hand was not at all restless, constantly hooking the chin of the woman next to him, or grabbing the hand of the man in his arms.

The women around him poured him glass after glass, and he drank cup after cup.

After a while, the man cried out that he could not drink. Many people around him were dismissed, leaving only three or four men with good looks.

Three or four people made the environment quiet a lot, and after a lot of effort, this person heard a sound different from the sound of laughter—it was music, or to be exact, guqin music.

The man tilted his head sideways, booed a few times, and listened for a while, and the few men around him didn't dare to say anything, and listened silently.

The sound is sometimes ethereal, sometimes exact, the shaft plucks the strings, but it is a little sad in the elegance, as if there is something sad in the heart of the person who plays the piano, which makes people listen to it like resentment and admiration, such as crying and complaining.

The man in gorgeous clothes listened for a while, slowly stood up, as if he was hooked by the sound of the piano, and walked out step by step. Several men stopped him one after another, but he waved them back impatiently. Seeing that the guests were leaving, the old bustard of Wanfangyuan also followed.

"Alas—" The old bustard stretched out his hand in front of the brocade-clothed man, "Why is the prince leaving?" Haven't you had a few drinks yet? Isn't it bad to think of our girls today? ”

The man who was called the son of the world only smiled politely, but there was no smile in his eyes. Looking at his smiling face, the old bustard also stopped a little timidly.

The man walked straight out, his steps were steady, and he couldn't tell that he was drunk at all.

"Go away." The man shook his hand, and his tone was gentle, with a little impatience. "I'm going to listen—listen." He said, burping.

The old bustard didn't dare to really stop the guest, so he had to step back, with a smile on his face, and said, "Don't, don't." My lord, if I don't call Peony to come out with you, alas—my lord, my lord—"

Seeing the brocade-clothed man just walk out like this, surrounded by the guards, he walked directly into the opposite door, the old bustard secretly sighed in his heart, turned around and walked back.

The brocade-clothed man entered the Yicui Building opposite.

Beyond the jade screen at the door, the first thing that catches your eye is dozens of dark pillars in the lobby that are hugged by two or three people, all wrapped in green chiffon crepe.

There are a lot of small tables in the lobby that are far away from each other, separated by low bars made of bamboo and rattan, lit with white candles wrapped in green yarn, and some guests and girls are seated, although there are jokes, but the sound is not very loud, so the lobby on the first floor seems very comfortable.

The brocade man followed the sound and went directly down the spiraling stairs to the second floor. In the center of the second floor is a pool carved of white marble, and the rose-red liquid in the pool is set off by the movement of the person scooping the wine glass by the pool, causing waves of transparent ripples.

It's a wine pool.

The second floor is a bit more noisy than the first, but it is still a very elegant style. There are a lot of guests, but there are not many of them.

When many guests saw him come up, they all showed a look of expectation.

The men and women present were no longer dressed in simple green clothes, which were mixed with some light blue coats or lilac belts, which were generally more pleasing to the eye.

The overall level of the girls on the second floor seems to have risen, either delicate, or charming, or bright, or cold and arrogant, or enthusiastic, or shy, or pure, or unrestrained. None of them are not unique.

It's really beautiful.

The man in brocade was staring intently, his index finger moving, and suddenly a young woman in a dark green shirt greeted him.

"Oh, who is this? The first time we came to Yicui Building, it was a rare guest at a glance! The slave family is really snubbing you! Come on, come on, slave family, I'll pick a girl for you, and you'll be satisfied! The woman said, smiling delicately with charm, looking very comfortable and natural.

The brocade-clothed man looked the woman in dark green clothes up and down, and finally asked kindly: "The old bustard in Yicui Building?" ”

The young woman in dark green clothes covered her face with the fan in her hand and smiled, which was very charming.

She twisted her waist movingly and said, "The slave family is still young, how can you call it an old bustard?" The master said and laughed, the slave family is called Qingniang. He blinked, and said, "You are not a mortal when you see you, the shop is open today, and it is really brilliant for you to come to the show!" ”

The brocade man smiled proudly, and he didn't see the drunken appearance before, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "Qingniang? Okay, okay, then you can help me take a look, you have the best appearance in this courtyard, call me. ”

The young lady smiled even brighter, gently holding the orchid finger and said, "Master, come upstairs with me, these vulgar fans can't get into your eyes." Let's go to the third floor. As he spoke, he turned around and led the brocade-clothed man upstairs.

"These are all vulgar powders?" The brocade-clothed man raised his eyebrows and asked, his eyes glancing at the thin waist twisted and twisted by the woman in front of him as she walked.

"Isn't it?" The woman in front turned around and smiled, turned around and said as she walked: "Don't dare to say anything else, the slave family leans on the Cui Lou's seven shu, six immortals, five jiao, four charming, three qing, two yan, all of them are all beautiful......"

The brocade-clothed man raised his eyebrows and asked, "Seven, six, five, four, three, two, why isn't there one?" ”

Before the woman in front of her could answer, she reached the third floor.

The decoration of the third floor is particularly beautiful, and the pale green curtain shadows hide the figures sitting on the green cushions and laughing at each other.

Far away by the window, three bamboo curtains hung down, which joined the wall to form a small pavilion. You can vaguely see the figure sitting in the pavilion, and the sound of the guqin comes from inside.

Now that it's closer, the sound of the guqin is even clearer.

Cold and gentle, elegant and vulgar, a song of the Nine Heavens Xuannu is nothing more than this.

The spring water is murmuring, the birdsong is singing, the green mountains are faint, and the green trees are secluded.

A picture of a mountain stream in the twilight of spring slowly unfolded in this way.

The Jinyi man who was watching looked stunned, and Qing Niang smiled and said, "Master, didn't you ask just now?" He raised his chin and signaled, "That's the top brand of the slave family Yicuilou - a must, only sell your art and not your body." ”

As if he hadn't heard, the brocade-clothed man strode across the hall and stopped in front of the bamboo curtain.

The sound of the guqin continued, and someone in the bamboo curtain asked lightly, "Do you want to listen to any tunes?" ”

Qingniang quickly caught up at this time, and said with a smile: "Master, I didn't say it just now, if you want to listen to the tune, just click it; What if—"

"No!" The brocade man raised his hand to interrupt Qing Niang's words, and said with a smile: "I just want to listen to the tune." ”

Immediately turned to the person in the bamboo curtain, and the man in brocade smiled a little arrogantly, "I am the son of the King of Wei who was enshrined by the first emperor - Nangong Qing, the son of the King of Wei, and I love guqin music the most in my life. I will pay 100 gold, can you please open this bamboo curtain and talk about it? ”

The sound of the guqin in the bamboo curtain stopped suddenly, Nangong Qing was overjoyed, thinking that the beauty was moved by the silver, and was about to stretch out his hand, when he suddenly heard the person inside say-

"The dignified prince of Wei, can you only take out a hundred gold Bo players and smile?"

Nangong Qing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled even brighter, "Okay." It's me who underestimated Your Excellency, so I'll pay a thousand dollars, how about you come here and play a song? ”

As soon as the sound of the guqin stopped, the attention of many people on this floor turned to this.

There was no sound in it for a long time, Nangong Qing was so upset that he was about to speak, but the young lady next to him grabbed it first, "It turned out to be Lord Shizi, it's really a slave who doesn't know Mount Tai!" Why don't you let the other beauties in my building accompany you? As he spoke, he called out loudly: "Ziyan, Chi Die, come here!" ”

A woman dressed in green with a purple belt and a woman wearing a red jade pendant walked up. The woman with the purple belt is gentle and delicate, pure and lovely, and has a down-to-earth and generous charm between her cheeks and frowns; The woman with the red jade pendant is charming and bright, delicate and lively, and her gestures show an innocent and sweet bearing.

It is indeed two rare beauties.

Nangong Qing's eyes stayed on the two women for a moment, and he seemed to hesitate, and then said categorically: "A thousand gold, just two thousand gold." ”

The three-story building gradually quieted down, and many people recognized the prince of Wei Wang who lingered in this land of fireworks every night, but no one spoke. Qingniang's face was embarrassed, looking at Nangong Qing, who was unwilling to compromise.

"That's it." The person in the bamboo curtain spoke again, and his tone seemed a little helpless, "Since today is not officially open, it can't be regarded as breaking my rules." Let's follow the meaning of the son. ”

Nangong Qing was overjoyed and took a step forward to lift the bamboo curtain. The guests on the third floor immediately shook their heads, and none of them didn't hurry up and leaned over, they all wanted to see what this person who could be called a superb person in Yicui Lou was like.

Outside to accompany the guests, there are only three women in the seven Shu and one six immortals, one Wujiao, all of them are national colors and fragrances, but they have a different beauty, and the rest of the people who are not ranked are also handsome and beautiful, different from the vulgarity of other courtyards.

It can be seen that this must be a beauty who captivates the country and the city.

Lifting the bamboo curtain, Nangong Qing Monkey hurriedly took a step closer, and the first thing that was particularly eye-catching was that it was completely different from the green color of Yicui Building-white.

On the green cushion in the bamboo curtain, there sat a man in a full white shirt, combing a simple bun that could not be simpler, with purple sideburns, long hair hanging down on his chest, and a guqin on his knees, slightly bowing his head, quiet and elegant.

It seems that there is a thin glimmer of light all around him.

Nangong Qing didn't mix in Hualiu Alley on the first day, and this kind of scene was not unseen. The girl in whose yard didn't try all kinds of ways to lure him there, and this kind of scene was not the first time I had seen it. It's just that this time the feeling is different, it is really elegant and vulgar, not something that ordinary vulgar fans can make.

For a while, Nangong Qing was still in a trance, as if he was afraid of shocking the people in the sky. Then he came to his senses, and his heart was itching, and he couldn't help but reach out and pick up the man's chin with a finger, so that the man looked up to face him.

Unexpectedly, the man in white did not turn his head to refuse, but obediently followed his hand and slowly raised his head.

When he saw that face, Nangong Qingjiu's heart was still beating wildly, and he couldn't calm down.

Beautiful, and it's the one that completely eliminates gender.

This is Nangong Qing's first thought, this is the real beauty of the world. I couldn't help but scold myself, compared with the person in front of me, the beauties who thought they were very good in the past years were simply wild monkeys running out of the mountain village.

"You...... What is it called? Nangong Qing found that his mouth was unfavorable, and he couldn't help but sigh that he had been in the Fengyue Field for nothing in the past few years.

There was not a trace of panic in the eyes of the elegant and refined people, as if nothing could be reflected in his eyes, and the absurd looks of the men and women around him were not written into the two rounds of bright eyes.

"White kite."

"What a name." Looking at Nangong Qing's expression, it seemed that he hadn't heard those two words clearly, and he was already so intoxicated that he almost fainted. After that, he walked into the small pavilion surrounded by bamboo curtains and reached out to touch the cheek of the white kite.

The white kite frowned slightly, sideways its head to avoid it, and the range of movement was not large, but the intention was obvious.

Nangong Qing then remembered that this beauty does not sell her body, but it doesn't matter, how many beauties who don't sell her body are not finally obtained by him. It only adds to his sense of accomplishment.

Nangong Qing was still thinking about it, but Bai Kite stood up first and said coldly: "I don't know what Mr. wants to hear?" ”

Nangong Qing came back to his senses, put on a look of holding a shelf, waved his hand casually, and said, "Anything is good." ”

The white-clothed man glanced at him, walked lightly to the middle of the floor, sat on the four-legged carved stool prepared at the right time, put the guqin on his lap, and lowered his head. It was just a few simple actions, but Nangong Qing's soul was secretly hooked.

Standing beside him in despair, he didn't listen to the guqin music played by the white-clothed man at all. Even if it is around the beam for three days, the aftermath is endless.

Nangong Qing was still thinking about how to bring the beauty home at first, but then he couldn't concentrate and followed the song to sleepwalk. When he came back to his senses, he found that the man was long gone.

Hurriedly asked the young lady next to her, the young lady still smiled charmingly, and replied with an orchid finger: "Master, you are really!" It's hard for us white kites to play a song, and you don't want to listen to it! No, people got angry and went home. ”

"Home?" Nangong Qing was puzzled, furrowed his eyebrows, and the flesh on his face also wrinkled out a few wrinkles.

"Isn't it?" Qing Niang smiled charmingly and shook her fan, "People are 'sons of good families', living near Fenghui City, three years ago when the slave family opened a green building in Fenghui City, he played the piano in the slave family." During the day, he came to the slave's house to play the guqin to earn some money, but he refused to stay here at night. Otherwise, the slave family would have already obeyed his system! You say, such a cash cow, is the slave willing to let him go? ”

Seeing that this young lady didn't dare to lie, Nangong Qing stopped asking, nodded, and left the silver ticket angrily.

Thinking that I spent two thousand taels of gold today, I didn't even touch the hand of the beauty, it's really a wretch; Thinking of that person's appearance, especially the romance when he lowered his head, Nangong Qing's heart itched.

Sitting in the carriage, Nangong Qing gritted his teeth and swore that he had to bring this beauty home, otherwise he would have lived in vain for so many years.

The carriage walked away, and a person walked out of the Yicui Building.

Dressed in white, with swaying black hair and a peerless appearance, the indifferent phoenix pupils looked at the carriage in the distance without any expression.