The drunken red mansion is not a building.

It's a yard.

High doors, large households, green bricks, green tiles, and a plaque is hung on the door, which reads "Drunken Red Mansion".

This is the top three green buildings in Tiandu Prefecture, built in a very secluded place in the capital city. If it weren't for the three words on the plaque, who would have thought that it would be the Drunken Red Mansion?

Looking at the "deep house compound" in front of him, Wang Cheng felt for the first time that some screenwriters were really not professional enough.

Where is this like a place to sell meat?

In fact, many people have always had a misunderstanding, that is, they regard Qinglou as a kiln for selling meat.

The women in the green building are uniformly called Chunqi people. Most of them have a skill, they are called courtesans who sing well, they are called maikos who dance well, and they are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

is so beautifully packaged, the price is naturally coaxed up, so it is really not good to be able to come here to spend a little bit of money without 100 million yuan.

As for what kind of performance is not selling, it is all nonsense, the price is not negotiated, and then the identity is not enough.

Just like now, Wang Cheng didn't spend a penny, and the old bustard still offered him like an uncle, and led him to the welcome hall respectfully, serving tea and pouring water.

When he knew that he was looking for Xuemei, the old bustard immediately went to ask for someone again.

Why?

Identity!

The dignified Ning Hou can count the captains, in this heavenly capital, no one dares not to buy his account!

Wang Cheng got up from a table with tea and pastries and looked at it carefully.

He came over by a person, if he let Yang Si and them know, he would inevitably be despised again, after all, he personally denied the idea of coming here in the morning, and said, "Soldiers should lead by example, set a good example, and can't go in and out of Fengyue places." ”

In fact, he came here to complete what Li Hongxiang confessed before he died, even if this matter made him very uncomfortable in his heart.

The hall where the guests were received was arranged like a theater, with a large stage in the middle, and several beautiful women were dancing in dresses as thin as fine gaule.

The stage leads to the second floor, where a beautiful woman with a pink flower on her head sits on a chair, bowing her head and playing the lute, singing softly.

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.

Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge.

If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? ”

Wang Cheng's footsteps stopped again, and a delicate face flashed in his mind.

Is she okay?

When I arrived at the courtyard, night had completely fallen, and the lights in the courtyard had been lit.

I saw that the empty courtyard was full of precious trees and flowers, and each tree and flower was decorated with lanterns, which looked dreamlike and had a unique style.

There are many paths in the courtyard, which are paved with some shiny stones and connect several small buildings.

Wang Cheng stopped in front of a small building with the words "Xuemei Pavilion" written on it, which should be where Xuemei lived.

Before long, the old bustard twisted his fat and big buttocks, and came out of it like the wind.

Seeing Wang Cheng standing here, she thought that Wang Cheng couldn't wait, and immediately squeezed out a signature smile on her white face, and quipped: "My lord, our Xuemei girl is really blessed, and I actually asked you to invite you personally." ”

As he spoke, his hands were not idle, holding a silk handkerchief and beating it to Wang Cheng's chest.

A smell of fat powder came to his nose, which was very fragrant to others, but to Wang Cheng, whose nose was as sensitive as a dog's nose, almost made him vomit.

Wang Cheng leaned to the side and wanted to dodge, but the old bustard's fist was still pounded on his chest with great precision, as if he was equipped with navigation.

The old bustard has been in the Fengyue place for so many years, where did he not know that Wang Cheng was disgusted, quickly reined in, and said with a smile: "My lord, we Xuemei are still putting on makeup, I don't dare to wait here for you, let's go to the front hall, there is good wine and good food." ”

She habitually reached out to Wang Cheng's arm, and the movements didn't look fast, but Wang Cheng still couldn't dodge.

He couldn't help but be stunned, was he in a trance? Or did the old bustard master a unique skill?

Thinking about it here, the old bustard over there had already grabbed his arm and walked towards the welcome hall.

However, at this moment, an angry curse came.

"Who? Who the hell eats the courage of an ambitious leopard and dares to disturb Ben Shao's good deeds? ”

As soon as the words fell, a person walked out of the "Xuemei Pavilion" in a menacing manner.

When Wang Cheng saw this person for the first time, his brain was in a state of "downtime".

What is this?

Is it human?

It's not that Wang Cheng has never seen a fat man, but he really has never seen a fat man like this.

Perhaps "fat" is a bit inappropriate, and it should be more appropriate to describe it as "ball".

This person is almost 1.6 meters tall, and the flesh on his face squeezes his eyes into a line, and his neck is not visible under his head, as if it is directly connected to his torso.

His body has been seriously out of shape, fat into a ball, and neither of them can necessarily hold it.

It was such a person, who was wearing a golden dress, and a golden lock the size of an adult's palm hung down on his chest, and the gold lock was embellished with precious stones.

"Oops! Mr. Qian, didn't you wait for a while to come out? ”

The old bustard immediately let go of Wang Cheng, stepped forward and took the man's arm, smiling with a smile on his face.

It seems to be very jealous!

Wang Cheng seemed to understand a little, no wonder the old bustard couldn't wait to pull him away just now, because he was afraid that he would collide with Qian Gongzi face to face.

"It seems that the identity of this Qian Gongzi is not simple!"

He was a little curious about the identity of this young man, and he actually made the old bustard not afraid of offending himself.

"Less fucking bullshit!"

Qian Gongzi shook off the old bustard, stared at Wang Cheng with his eyes, and said, "Boy! Young Master Ben warns you, Xuemei is a young woman, you hurry up and get out of here! ”

"Oops! Mr. Qian misunderstood, not what you think! The old bustard hurried to reassure.

She leaned into Qian Gongzi's ear, and she didn't know what she said. A smile gradually appeared on Mr. Qian's face, and then he left here with a smile.

"It is said that Mother Qin's ventriloquist can't find a second person in Lingzhou, Ben Shao has long wanted to give it a try!"

"Don't worry! My young man Qian, waiting for the slave family to ensure that the son will fly to become an immortal. ”

……

Ventriloquism?

Ascend to immortality?

Wang Cheng shook his head and walked into the "Xuemei Pavilion", but he still hurried to do it.

The first floor is a place to entertain guests, and when you enter, you see a woman coming downstairs.

She is in her twenties, wearing plain clothes, with long hair and natural shawl, and only a wooden hairpin on her head, and there is a plum blossom on the hairpin, which has a kind of cold plum blossom standing on the branches.

After she walked downstairs, Wang Cheng saw her face clearly.

It is indeed very beautiful, with a standard goose egg face, as white as jade, and there is a tear mole near the corner of the eye, with that sickly face, it is my pity.

For a moment, Wang Cheng had the idea of taking the initiative to protect her.

What a wicked door!

Xuemei walked to the round table and poured Wang Cheng a cup of tea, and said, "Listen to my mother, the adult has something to find a slave?" ”

The voice is glutinous, like a hook that enters the human heart from the human ear.

Wang Cheng felt like his heart was about to be raised, and he finally understood why this woman made Li Hongxiang think about it before he died, it was so hooking.

It's not the kind of lustful hooker, it's from the heart, who can stand it?

Wang Cheng was uncomfortable, and quickly explained his intentions, and then handed the bloody purse to Xuemei.

Xuemei looked down at the purse, her eyes regained her composure after a short period of distraction, and said, "This is indeed a slave family's thing, Lord Lao wants to send it." ”

The tone was very flat, I don't know if it was natural, or if I really didn't care, but it made Wang Cheng very uncomfortable.

Maybe Li Hongxiang's infatuation is in the wrong place, and it is not unreasonable to say that the bitch is ruthless and the drama is meaningless.

Wang Cheng panicked in his heart, didn't say another word, turned around and left here.

Not long after he left, the old bustard kept wiping his mouth with a handkerchief and walked in like a wind.

When she came in, she asked, "What about Lord Wang?" ”

"Gone!" Xuemei said calmly.

The old bustard was surprised, Wang Cheng looked impatient just now, could she have guessed wrong?

"Why did he come to you?"

"Send something to the slaves."

The old bustard nodded, did not get to the bottom of the matter, and explained: "Next time he comes, you must keep him!" ”

Then I got out of the "Xuemei Pavilion" and soon came to the small building at the back of the courtyard.

This is where the bustard himself lives, and it is strictly forbidden for anyone to come here on weekdays.

But after the old bustard entered the door, he suddenly knelt on the ground, bowed his head and said, "Elder Ming, the person has been found!" ”

Silently, a figure appeared in front of her.

The man was thin, dressed in a white robe, with gray hair and a platinum mask on his face.

If Wang Cheng is here, he will definitely be able to recognize the origin of this person, and he is a person from the outside of the building!

This mysterious organization rarely shows its true face, and often wears a mask on its face, and different identities wear different masks.

For example, Xu Boyi's identity as a walker can only wear a black iron mask, the black-clothed deacon wears a bronze mask, and only the elders are eligible to wear a platinum mask.

The elders outside the building are all Martial King powerhouses, in other words, the one in front of them is actually a Martial King!

Elder Ming stood with his hands in his hands, his tall body made the old bustard kneeling on the ground look extremely short, and said, "What are you talking about, but the person who went out just now?" ”

The old bustard said: "That person is called Wang Xuanfu, he is the new lieutenant under Ning Hou, this time he has made great contributions to the elimination of a gang of bandits in Lianyunbao, and he is the hottest person under Ning Hou!" ”

"The newly promoted Du Lieutenant shows that this person's foundation is still shallow, and he has made great contributions, so it is indeed suitable for him to teach me to do things." Elder Ming nodded.

After he failed to infiltrate the Hou Mansion last time, he didn't dare to go in casually anymore, but he didn't expect that Shi Lai would find a very good undercover candidate so quickly.

He looked at the old bustard lying on the ground and said, "Sanniang, you have a heart!" ”

The old bustard was praised, and finally dared to raise his head, revealing his white and greasy face, and his red and small mouth was like a peach, ripe, and it was the season of picking.

Elder Ming reached out and touched her hair, then pressed down his crotch......