At last the city gate was approached.

Chu Zige turned over and dismounted, and the lights were bright when he left the city, although he had already entered the city, there was no sign of curfew.

He walked through the city gate, straightened the hat on his head, took care of his clothes, and merged into the crowded street.

As one of the eight major cities in Yangzhou, the city is prosperous.

The street is wide, there are restaurants and restaurants along the way, green tiles and light walls, trees like javelins, delicate and beautiful, and pedestrians on the street are like shuttles.

It was getting late, and the big red lanterns hanging on the shop were already lit up.

Not long after Chu Zige entered the city, there were three more middle-aged men in black night clothes outside the city gate, who stared at the flow of people for a while, and then chased in the direction where Chu Zige disappeared.

Chu Zige led the horse in one hand and the hilt of the sword in the other, and walked slowly along the bluestone road.

Despite the rainy day, there was still no shortage of hawkers on the streets, and there were many ordinary monks sitting leisurely in the pavilions outside the restaurant, scalding green wine and watching the rain, and the men pulling the carts quickly shuttled through the streets.

- I even saw a restaurant guy with a lunch box in his hand and delivered food to the door.

But the most famous thing about leaving the city is not that there is no curfew, what really makes it famous in the whole of Yangzhou is Yifang.

Chunyinfang!

Half of them fell on the surface, and half of them were built out of thin air, almost covering the ten miles of Rouge Lane away from the city.

There were once Confucian and Taoist immortals who had fun in it and then made great poems, drinking and writing poems for the Chunyin Fang:

"Agarwood broad treasure tent, embroidered with pearls and silver flowers!"

And this ten-mile Rouge Lane is just like its name.

At the beginning of entering it, you can smell the fragrance of rouge, the whole rouge lane runs through the north and south of the main street from the city, and because it is not far from the Red Pavilion, the two reflect each other, it can be said that it is the two major scenic spots away from the city.

There are many liquor shops and shops, which are 'well organized', and it is the best place for idle people who have money and no place to spend their land.

When the lights are first on, they are already brilliantly lit.

Tea shops, restaurants, casinos, shops, are all lively, along the street can be seen everywhere upright Confucian students, but you can also see a fairy fluttering but thieves can look at the immortal cultivators...... There are also guys pulling carts, quietly waiting for business.

The dusty women who stood in front of the shop with a thick rouge and solicited business all had smiling faces, trying their best to invite passers-by into their wells and earn the silver of the white flowers.

Lingering in the most prosperous and lively place in the city, it doesn't matter who is in a position and power.

There is only one purpose, to spend the money like a stream of water, and indulge in the silky smoothness of the kidney!

The aroma of wine in the restaurant, the tea in the tea shop, the rouge gouache in the green building, and the shouts in the casino and the theater stretch for more than ten miles......

Chu Zige shuttled through the alley with ease, and there were constantly dusty women throwing flattering eyes at him along the way, and finally he came to the door of Chunyin Fang, parked the black horse at the stable, and said to the turtle who greeted him:

"Add a few handfuls of fine hay and prepare another upper room, if it is not an important thing...... Don't bother. ”

“......”

The turtle took the two taels of gold he handed over casually, his eyes lit up, this is a master who is not bad for money, as long as he serves well, can he get less of his own benefits?

An ambiguous color appeared on his face, and he shouted flatteringly:

"Xiaoji, Xiaoji."

"It's the first time for my grandfather to come to our Chunyin Fang, our family has a lot of girls, and the son can't ...... all night."

For ordinary mortals, most of the spirit stones are useless, and silver and gold are still hard currency.

Chu Zige glanced at him and sneered:

"Who wants you these vulgar rouge gouaches?"

"Call all of you who have not yet turned over the signs...... Ben Gongzi chooses one by one. ”

“......”

Gu Gong nodded again and again, pulled his voice, and shouted towards the house:

"One grandfather, please come inside."

“......”

As if he had been prepared, Chu Zige took out a folding fan from the ring, put one hand behind his back, and walked towards the door leisurely.

Along the way, I didn't care if I knew each other or not, but I started to say hello:

"Yo? This abbot, here you are again? ”

"It's been a long time since I saw you, this Taoist ......"

"What a coincidence, little old man, it's been a few days, and you're still hugging it......"

“......”

The crowd around looked at this white-shirted embroidered rose young man with a puzzled expression, did they know him?

Not long after, Gu Gong came over with a few Qingqi people, looked at him with a smile on his face, and said:

"Childe, do you think these girls are okay? Look at this delicate little face, you can't see how many years have passed......"

“......”

Chu Zige squinted his eyes, and looked at the 'female ticket' who was about the same size as himself, and then looked at the few women in front of him, and said casually:

"Look at what you said, the traces of time are not necessarily on the face."

Turtle Gong: "......"

A flush instantly appeared on the faces of these women, and they muttered, and said coquettishly:

"Childe hates it."

"Okay, that's all, let's send it to my son together."

Chu Zige knocked the folding fan in his hand on the palm of his hand, his eyes locked on a 'female ticket' guest, and after remembering his room, he walked into the room surrounded by several women.

Bang –

The door slammed shut.

One of the women licked her lips, looked at him with silky eyes, and said coquettishly:

"My lord, do you want to eat me first...... Or ......"

"Ah~"

Before she could finish her words, she rolled her eyes and fainted on the ground.

Bang bang bang –

Three muffled snorts came, and three shadows fell to the ground.

Chu Zige frowned slightly, clapped his palms, and looked at the few people who had fainted.

Then, with some disgust, he got the three of them to the bed, pushed open the window and looked at it carefully, and then closed the window heavily.

The room is lit with a dim oil lamp, and if you look out the window, through the crane paper window, you can clearly see the thick ink ghost of people sleeping in the quilt.

Not long after Chu Zige walked into the Chunyin Fang, three more figures quietly appeared outside the Chunyin Fang, and the middle-aged man led by him squinted his eyes and looked at a guest room on the third floor of the Chunyin Fang in the rain.

From this angle, you can clearly see the shadow of Chu Zige lying on the bed and squirming through the crane paper window.

"This kid really fucking enjoys it, coming all the way to leave the city, just to put it in there?"

"He's enjoying himself inside the bed, and I'm going to watch from the outside?"

"Eighteen, what are you doing? Hand out of the pants! ”

"I don't know when the oil lamp will go out......"

......

When the night was dark, the lights gradually went out.

Chu Zige woke up from his settling, tidied up his clothes, and then gently pushed the door open.

In the darkness, he groped his way to a room.

Outside the door, it seems that the voice coming from inside can still be faintly heard:

"Why does Childe just breathe three times......"

ps: Pushing a good brother's book, the last book was blocked for too fast... This one is even more so. "Immortal Destiny: Fairies, Please Stay"