The water passed in the east, the leaves fell, and the time passed quietly, slowly, wearing new clothes and lighting firecrackers. A year, a year old, gradually approaching, secretly moving away, sorting out messy thoughts, and moving towards the new year, another year of green grass, unable to catch the time mercilessly out of the cracks of the fingers.

Another month has passed.

At this time, Yang Guo looked at the little dragon girl Fuqin in a daze.

Thinking of his wife and lovely children in his previous life, I don't know if their mortgage has been paid off.

once joked that if one day he was gone, would his wife remarry, she said that she would take the eldest child alone and would not remarry.

The lady was just a joke at the time, you are only in your thirties, and you are still young and you don't have to be a widow for someone who doesn't exist.

It's just that if you want to remarry, you have to choose a man who is good to you and your children.

I feel uncomfortable, who wants to throw my wife into the arms of others.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"What are you thinking about after a while?"

"No, I miss my dead mother, and my grandmother."

"I see."

"Sister Long, if you fall in love with a man in the future, and that man likes other women, will you become a murderous female devil like your senior sister Li Mochou?"

Xiaolongnu looked at Yang Guo very seriously.

"I don't know."

Yang Guo can be regarded as a temptation now.

In fact, you don't have to collect all the beauties, but if you like it in the future, if you have fate, of course, you can't miss it.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

Xiaolongnu felt that Yang Guo was a little chattering.

Now he knows how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, except for painting.

This calligraphy was taught by Huang Rong when she was on Peach Blossom Island.

The time is not early, the ancients used the sunrise to make the sunset and rest, and now there is still an hour in the ion time.

The two of them were lying on the cold jade bed, and Yang Guo naturally hugged the little dragon girl, and then slowly closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

Xiaolongnu saw that Yang Guo had closed her eyes, and she could only give up what she wanted to say.

Life in the tomb repeats itself every day.

Therefore, it is easy to lose ambition and pursuit after a long time, and my heart is becoming more and more comfortable.

Just like Xiaolongnu, she feels that her current life is very good, with coarse tea and light meals every day, accompanied by the sound of the piano, and no one comes to disturb the peace.

Yang Guo didn't want to do nothing like this, he finally crossed over, and he had a golden finger, so if he didn't make a career, he would be worthy of the label of a traverser.

What I Yang Guo wants is not to be rich, but to be famous.

Yang Guo had just finished practicing his sword when he saw the little dragon girl coming in with a basket.

"Sister Long picked something delicious."

Yang Guo ran over and took the basket in her hand, there were some wild fruits in it, picked one up, wiped it on her clothes, and then ate it in a big gulp.

"Yes, it's sweet."

"Sister Long, I'm going to the town to buy daily necessities, what do you need me to bring."

"Nope."

"Sister Long, your smile has changed now, you smile so beautifully."

"What's the use of beauty?"

"Of course this beauty is useful, at least it looks pleasing to the eye."

"The soldier dies for the confidant, the woman is the one who pleases herself, and the beauty that no one appreciates is a tragedy after all."

Yang Guo didn't expect Xiaolongnu to say such beautiful and sad words, which was hinting at something to him.

In fact, if you don't consider the character of Xiaolongnu, Yang confessed too early.

Don't worry, anyway, the little dragon girl will not leave the ancient tomb, wait for the colorful flags to flutter outside, and then come to the house The red flag will not fall.

When you are fine, you will convey the correct values, outlook on life and outlook on love to Xiaolongnu.

Under the influence of Yang Guo, Xiaolongnu has changed from a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world to a pastoral girl who is now in the kitchen of heaven, plays a good piano, and recites a good poem.

After eating the lunch made by the little dragon girl, he went down the mountain.

"Xiaohe Mountain went down the mountain to Huazhai, and the old monk explained that the woman under the mountain is a tiger......"

Yang Guo hummed all the way, and trotted down the mountain with a long sword behind him.

Today the sky is blue and the air is exceptionally fresh.

The sun in August is scorching, but fortunately I must have a parasol when I go out, this umbrella was bought before, although it looks like it is used by girls, it doesn't matter, who uses it is also an umbrella.

When you come to the town, don't be in a hurry to buy rice, walk along the way to see, stop and take a few looks, and taste what is delicious.

There are a few girls in front of this who are dressed up in fancy clothes, with heavy makeup, and are soliciting customers outside the door, and then look at the plaque "Meixiang Building" on the top of this building.

When I see this kind of place, I think of the picture of going to the great health care in the past, and I inevitably have some impulses to go in and see it.

The true colors of the man-colored hero.

It's just that his face is immature now, will they not accept it?

Yang Guo thought too much, he is now a handsome son in height and face, where does he look like a child.

When they came to the door, they immediately surrounded them.

"Where did you come from a handsome boy, come in and play, and keep you wanting to die."

"It's my first time here, so I don't know what's fun in it."

The eyes of several Qinglou women lit up, and they liked it even more in their hearts.

"Childe came in and knew that we have everything here, eating, drinking and having fun."

I didn't expect that there was a one-stop service in ancient times.

Unable to resist the curiosity in his heart, he was dragged inside.

As soon as I entered, the scene inside was really blushing and heartbeating, and the men who came in hugged the women, and the women here were untidy and unclothed.

What kind of system, what kind of system.

In ancient times, the names of first- and second-class brothels were mainly "courtyard", "pavilion" and "pavilion";

The third and fourth class brothels are mostly named after "room", "class", "building", "shop" and "lower place".

Qinglou is a very delicate house in ancient times, the outside is painted with varnish, like a house in the south of the Yangtze River, white walls and black tiles, the appearance is elegant, the ancient book writes a big family: open the Zhumen in the south, look at the Qinglou in the north. Qinglou originally referred to the scholarly family, the rich and wealthy, and its owner had a hill and a status in his mind. Later, it referred to the consumption place of luxury and luxury, the sound of dogs and horses, and the high-end Fengyue place.

Qinglou is also divided into three, six, nine and so on:

The first-class Qinglou is called Qingyin Small Class, which is to sell art and not sell oneself. They are all courtyard houses or small western-style buildings, finely decorated, comparable to wealthy families, powerful and elegant people.

The second class is called the tea room, which is slightly inferior and not so extravagant hardcover.

The third-class ones are called the lower part, which is a little simpler than the tea room.

The fourth class is called the prostitute or the small lower place.