"I'm not mistaken, that's King Wuxuan?"

"Why are you so many people today, although Miss Yandan's pipa language is a must, it can't attract such a big pomp, not all of them come to see the prince!"

Saying this, it seems that King Wuxuan's rough old man is more angry than the Oiran girl, but everyone nodded when they heard this.

"No wonder!"

"I see!"

A prince of a family sitting in the corner covered his face with a fan, turned his head and asked a friend beside him: "There is still a new gossip recently, I don't know if you have heard of it, Princess Wuxuan was invited to a small black house for tea because she was involved in the imperial examination rebellion case." ”

The upper class of Kyoto had the same taboo against the prison. Because the prison is mostly made of black bricks, it is nicknamed a small black house.

"Who doesn't know this, it's all spread in Kyoto in just a few days."

"I was guessing how the prince would be angry, but I didn't expect ......"

Unfinished words, but everyone understands.

"Alas!" The son of the family sighed and talked about the past, "In the second year of Hongwen, the distant nephew of the Empress Dowager Dou and the only son of Shouguo Gong openly provoked King Wuxuan at the banquet, but King Wuxuan ignored it. That unscrupulous ball, in order to provoke trouble, actually said in public that he had fallen in love with Princess Wuxuan and wanted to exchange wives with King Wuxuan, guess what? ”

"How's it going?" This story is rarely circulated outside, and the people around are very strange and come together.

"King Wu Xuan slapped the table, and the chopsticks on the next table flew out with a 'whoosh', hitting the throat of the ball, and the blood gradually took five steps." Childe said proudly, and patted the coffee table in front of him, imitating a bit of essence.

This ending is very popular, and the people around are amazed and fascinated.

The nephew of the Queen Mother, kill if you say kill, hurry!

Gongzi's identity is extraordinary, and he knows a lot of secrets, he glanced up at King Wuxuan in the distance, lowered his voice and continued: "A palace banquet a few years later, Concubine Han, who was favored by the saint, had an affair with a handsome chamberlain, and made an appointment with the chamberlain while everyone was busy with the banquet, but was seen by Princess Wuxuan who was passing by. Princess Wuxuan didn't denounce them, but Concubine Han had a ghost in her heart, so she separated the princess's maidservant and locked the lonely princess in a cold hall with no one, intending to set fire to death. ”

This story is a little bit more recent, and many people present have heard the rumors and participated in it.

Concubine Han suddenly disappeared a few years ago, and even the Han family was down. I don't know if this Concubine Han has been beaten into the cold palace or has returned to the underworld? ”

"So bold, according to the prince's past style, I'm afraid it's the latter."

Childe closed the fan and said in a low voice, "That's right! ”

"A few years have passed, the prince's skills have become more and more profound, this time he only glanced at Concubine Han, and Concubine Han and her chamberlain became corpses."

"Back then, I was also very favored, but now the princess is in a cage, but the prince seems to have changed a person, ignoring the princess who is suffering in the prison, and I heard that the second lady of the Xianma family of the Sijing Bureau has been newly accepted as a side concubine. is not satisfied with this, lingering in the teaching workshop division every day, today Yan Dan will be in autumn tomorrow, presumably completely disgusted with his wife. ”

"The new people usher in the old people to abandon the old, and it is not sad to welcome the new and abandon the old......"

There was a sigh in the crowd, and they sighed that King Wu Xuan was also a scumbag.

That posture, as if they were all serious people who came to sit in the Workshop Division at this time.

At the end of the song, Huo Xiang slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He turned his head and glanced around the room.

Under his gaze, all the whispering gossip seemed to be pressed the pause button.

The prince of the family slowly put away the fan, lowered his head weakly, I don't know if it was his illusion, I always felt that King Xuan's gaze stayed on him for a long time.

Next, Huo Xiang was fortunate enough to experience the poetry and liquor license in the courtyard of the Yandan Oiran Tang Building, and the smooth flow of the water.

The price of the admission ticket to the small courtyard of the Tang Mansion of the Teaching Workshop Division is not cheap, and the sons and gentlemen who can come here, their identities and purses, always have a lot of weight.

They were surprised that this high-ranking prince actually stepped down from the altar one day, and they were contaminated with the dust of the sect division like their group of vulgar old men, and they couldn't wait to come and see the excitement, and by the way, they appreciated the rare face of the prince.

At the same time, they were afraid of this great prince. Although he doesn't look bloody and his momentum seems to be unusual, the deeds that happened to him are terrifying to pick up any one of them.

It's just that he didn't see it with his own eyes after all, and Huo Xiang didn't care about their appearance, so this group of people dared to sit here and chat, but the poetry and liquor cards between the venues couldn't avoid a little restraint.

Huo Xiang is both literary and military, and his poetry is even more top-notch, and everyone expects Huo Xiang to produce a masterpiece for the ages today.

But it's a pity that today's King Wuxuan doesn't seem to have poetry, and he doesn't participate in the game, just watching everyone play.

When the entertainment session was over, Miss Yan Dan sent a maid to hand out the flower branches.

This is the rule of the Kamikyo Sect Division, Oiran can choose the person he likes to enter the inner hall for in-depth communication, and whoever is selected will receive a flower branch from Oiran.

Today, the flower branches supported by the walnut tray were also brought to Huo Xiang by the maidservant.

Huo Xiang nodded, and followed the maid to the inner hall of the backyard.

The room of the Oiran is naturally extraordinary, and the fragrance of the light gauze dances in the room. There is also a steaming hot spring pool in the middle of the transept that can accommodate more than a dozen people.

Huo Xiang followed the maidservant past the pool, and suddenly felt a little itchy in his back, he was born in the north, and he had a soft spot for bathing, and now he has been here for more than a week, and he doesn't know if there is a hot spring here.

Oiran Yandan changed her clothes, which were uncovered tulle.

The willows between the eyebrows stop evenly, and the face grabs the delicate color of hibiscus.

Compared with the slightly immature Ji Honghui, the more mature Yan Dan is obviously a person with strong capital and a ravine.

She wore no shoes, revealing a pair of Saixue's jade feet, which were slightly made of pure gold.

The skin is like clotted fat, and the beautiful woman with beautiful eyes came with a cup of fine wine lotus, half happy and half melancholy complaining:

"The prince has come to me three times, but he is just listening to the music and relaxing, could it be that Yan Dan's posture can't get into the eyes of the prince? Also, compared with Princess Yi'an, who was once known as the first beauty of Dajin, and Concubine Ji, who was known as the pearl of the boudoir in Shangjing, the slave family is naturally less than one in ten thousand. ”

Three times over the Tang Mansion and not entering, just listening to the music and relaxing, Yan Dan only became the king of Wuxuan for another purpose, not to have fun.

She is happy to cooperate, King Wuxuan's heroic posture, she can look at it so closely, she is already satisfied, but Caesar's coquettishness still has to be sprinkled.

Yan Dan can stand out among the countless beauties in the Teaching Workshop Division, and her appearance is naturally top-notch.

is such a beauty, of course, everywhere in Huo Xiang's aesthetic points.

But the beauty was coquettish at this time, and the smile on Huo Xiang's face stiffened for a moment after hearing this.

Let me ask, is he a monk with a pure heart and few desires?

No!

Is he a good man who is clean and self-conscious, and abides by male virtues?

Not!

As a rich second generation who was powerful in his family as soon as he was born, Huo Xiang's love life was very rich. Although he had not yet reached the age of twenty before he came to wear, he had never had the opportunity to practice further, but he knew a lot about it.

Originally, he had planned that as soon as his twentieth birthday passed, he would go to the club for a full set of health care to relax his muscles and bones.

But the plan couldn't catch up with the change, and he wore it to another world and became another person with the same name and surname.

This is a very good world, and it is legal to teach the workshop and other places, and it is even more common to see good-looking people taking concubines back home.

But this is also a very bad world, every morning when he gets up and looks at his lifeless little brother, Huo Xiang wants to go home very much, missing his nineteen-year-old vigorous and energetic body in modern times.

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Writer's Note:

Huo Xiang: Wife, I'll save you when I'm done with this while.

Princess: I'm almost dying, why are you busy before you come to the rescue?

Huo Xiang: I'm busy playing (seeking) listening (happy) and relieving (music) and checking (accepting) cases (concubines)!

Princess: Get the calves, wait until your daylilies are cold.