Thinking about this, Zhang Yiqi was so sad that he gave up the idea of climbing in the officialdom, and threw himself on the worldly enjoyment, and forced himself to marry several concubines with his fierce wife at home, and would go to the famous Qinglou in Chang'an City every other day to linger.

It's just that the wind and snow, the moon, the drunken dream, and the death still need the support of money and official position, Zhang Yiqi doesn't want to be caught by the slightest trick - the imperial history □□□ this kind of thing can be big or small, but if this kind of thing happens to him, presumably the emperor in the palace will definitely mercilessly degrade himself to the mortal dust, and then step on three feet. For this reason, Lord Goshi is always extra cautious every time he goes out of the house to have fun, just like a thief.

It is no exaggeration to say that Zhang Yiqi is definitely the person who is the most attentive person for Chang'an officials to enter and exit the Qinglou, and the person who is the most difficult to find his whereabouts.

A carriage stopped outside the side door of the red-sleeved Zhao, Zhang Yiqi Yushi, who was disguised as an ordinary rich man, got out of the car and walked into the door, waving his hand behind him.

After Zhang Yiqi entered the door, he signaled the guide to leave, and walked along a stone path under the shade of green bamboo on the courtyard wall to a courtyard by the stream.

He has long been familiar, naturally no one needs to lead the way, and he is afraid of being seen by anyone, the red sleeves are all independent and separated courtyards, which are extremely private, and he will make an appointment every time he comes, and there is no such embarrassment as a crash.

As for safety, he won't worry about it. The security of Chang'an City has always been excellent, except for those reckless men who cut their sleeves and hands to play duels, there are very few fatalities in the three cities of the north, south and west, and no one dares to cause trouble in this building.

Everyone knows that the owner of this building has the background of Chang'an Mansion, and the backstage of Jane's family is the queen mother who is standing on the peak to watch the world, although the fourth princess has returned from the grassland, but who else dares to provoke Jane's family besides her?

This Jane family is really amazing, was forcibly asked by the first emperor from the Southern Jin Dynasty, and it was established that the reputation of the first song and dance in the world with red sleeves was established, and she has taught countless Oiran over the years, and she has won most of the glory of the world's wind and moon field, and what Zhang Yiqi admires the most is that such an old bustard-like character can enter and leave the palace without hindrance, and it is even rumored that in private, the queen and her are actually sisters!

Walking all the way, Zhang Yiqi looked at the small courtyard that was getting closer and closer, but he was thinking about the legend of the Jane family in his mind, and secretly said that if someone can get the woman's favor and appreciation, then it must be smooth sailing on the sea, in fact, if he didn't really lose face, I am afraid that he would have already rushed over.

Lord Yushi didn't know that just a few days ago, a young man who had just arrived in Chang'an inexplicably entered the eyes of the Jane family, although it is not yet a favor and appreciation, but finally got an eye for it. What he didn't expect was that the young man was half-leaning on a railing on the third floor at this time, looking at his back with a smile.

The whole thing was roughly planned, and it shouldn't drag down Miss Shui Zhu'er, but in order to be more secure, Ning Que went to the Red Sleeves this afternoon, and didn't go to the small courtyard where Shui Zhu'er was like a few days ago, but went directly to the main building to look for the maid Xiaocao to talk and chat, which made Xiaocao surprised, and laughed at him with a hint of shame and joy if he had gone to the wrong place.

The moment Zhang Yiqi walked in from the side door, Ning Que discovered him, and followed this imperial historian up and down for several days in a row, how could he still remember his back. He leaned on the railing and smiled at the back and disappeared into the bamboo, without any movement, in order not to implicate Shui Zhu'er, he didn't even go to the yard today, so naturally it was impossible to choose to do it in that yard.

"Let's let you old thing enjoy the blessings one last time. ”

Ning Que looked at the target's back, suddenly remembered what Shui Zhu'er said that night, thinking about the dirty appearance of the old imperial history for a while, he couldn't help but shudder, and said silently: "This is your last chance to serve the girl?"

The little grass maid served Jane a lot of things, took the candied fruit box handed over by Ning Que and left with a sweet smile, Ning Que smiled, still standing by the railing to watch the sunset, look at the bamboo and look at the white powder wall.

Counting that the time was almost up, he found the back staircase, went around the side door through the shadow of the building, saw the marked carriage, and walked over very casually, pressing his palm somewhere on the wheel.

The horse in front of the wheel looked back at him suspiciously, and snorted, Ning Que has lived in Weicheng for many years, often plundering in the grassland, and is the best at dealing with horses and sheep, and slapped it on the horse's buttocks, and the doubtful horse suddenly became honest, and comfortably kicked his hooves on the ground gently.

One of the guards at the restaurant in the side alley subconsciously glanced over there, saw that there was no one, and continued to bow his head to deal with the little food left on the plate.

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There are wooden barrels for bathing in every yard, but Zhang Yiqi always goes to the steam bath room next to the side door based on some vague inferiority complex in his heart after every time he finishes something, rubbing his back will make him feel able to recover some of his body, and the separate room also makes him feel very safe, and it is even more convenient to get on the carriage when he goes out.

It was the same today, and the Lord Goshi rinsed his body casually, and lay down on the short bed wrapped in cotton cloth, wearing only a pair of silk trousers, waiting for the woman who was used to rubbing her back to come.

When rubbing his back, he should use refined salt milk wood oil, always prepare for some time, he was mentally prepared, but while waiting, he couldn't help but start to recall the fragrant picture in the small courtyard before, thinking about Shui Zhu'er's good skin and flesh, he began to heat up again, but there was a bit of resentment on his face.

Today, Miss Shui Zhu'er once again refused the request to serve him alone, Zhang Yiqi was in an extremely bad mood, and said in a low voice: "Isn't it just a stinky bitch who rides thousands of people and rides thousands of people, what kind of smugness, this official has spent so much money on you, and you still push back and block, it's really too unkind." ”

"I think this official is small, the woman just doesn't know, I have to change from the sixth grade of the imperial history to the four grades in the ministries, no!

Just then, the door creaked open.

Footsteps sounded slightly, and he walked towards the bed.

Zhang Yiqi stopped cursing, closed his eyes and waited to enjoy, and when the slightly hot towel was applied to his back, he couldn't help but moan happily.

But soon he couldn't moan anymore.

Because another hot towel was stuffed directly into his mouth, and then his hands and feet tightened and ached, and he was tightly tied to the short bed.

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