The nose is blue, the face is swollen, the limbs are painful, the waist is numb, the heart is broken, and the brain is confused.

Zhang Xiuran supported the waist with the least injury, and sat on the only intact chair with Ye Qing's support.

He said with a smile in his mouth: "Fortunately, my son has not practiced much on weekdays, otherwise he would have been scrapped." ”

Seeing through his stubbornness, Ye Qing did not speak.

Wang Liu, who followed up, flattered: "Zhang Gongzi is really good kung fu, and the little one is really admired." ”

Zhang Xiuran, who was full of use, glanced at Wang Liu with appreciation.

In the past, this would have looked uninhibited.

But now.

The swollen right eye with only one slit left, the bright red slap marks on the face, and the two lines of red hanging under the bridge of the nose.

Let Ye Qing silently look away.

After a while, after Zhang Xiuran was relieved, he saw that Ye Qing had not left, and asked:

"You came to find Ben Gongzi today, what else is there besides telling Ben Gongzi about your entry into the government and letting Ben Gongzi protect your family?"

Speaking of business, Ye Qing instantly ignored the funny and ridiculous face in front of him, and said seriously:

"Please also ask Gongzi to find some good hands and accompany me for a while, I am afraid that when I bring my family out, I will be intercepted by Shan Dan's people."

Shan Dan?

The son of the governor of Yangzhou!

Huaiyang's four talents!

Zheng Ming's backer!

Wang Liu's mind came up with these three names that made him look up, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

Then, his eyes wandered over the two people in front of him, and he continued to maintain a calm appearance.

Ye Qing's meticulous thinking to ensure that his family was foolproof was recognized by Zhang Xiuran.

He thought for a moment and said, "Around midnight tonight, you come to find my son." ”

"Gongzi Xie!"

Ye Qing saluted again, and then gave Wang Liu, who was the old god there and didn't say a word.

Wang Liu also hurriedly clenched his fists and bowed out.

Walk in the corridor on the third floor of the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion.

Wang Liu, who had been thinking about Yingying Yanyan, saw Ye Qing's steady pace and resolute eyes.

couldn't help but drag Ye Qingdao:

"Qing Xiaolang, are we really leaving?"

Ye Qing, who knew his thoughts, explained:

"If Zhang Gongzi is all right, then we can stay in his private room and pay for the whole consumption."

"But now, we have to pay for it ourselves, the specifications of the third floor, I remember that it is ten taels of silver as the base, and the wine and the girl are counted separately."

"So, let's go to the first floor and find a seat."

Wang Liu, who breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, suddenly his eyebrows danced.

He pushed Ye Qing down with his elbow, looked at the other party's puzzled appearance, and said heroically:

"I'll invite you today, Li Yuanwai's Lizhu, one is worth thirty taels, enough for us to play on the third floor, I invite you."

To save a dowry for Ah Mei, and to buy medicine for Zhang Weng to treat his illness, Ye Qing, who was completely reluctant to pay this money, said unceremoniously:

"Brother Wang, please discount the money you invited me, and I'll find a place to stay by myself."

Looking at Ye Qing, who was puzzled, Wang Liu rolled his eyes and directly ignored these disappointing words.

He called the little maid and pulled Ye Qing to open a private room on the third floor to play.

Ye Qing, who rejected the girl's soft grinding and soft bubbles, and her face was crimson, holding two plates of snacks and a pot of tea, sat in front of the window curtain that could overlook the drunken fragrance pavilion, thinking about what to do next, and slowly started to stay.

Time passed in a breath.

Colorful lanterns illuminate the entire Drunken Incense Pavilion.

The sound of warblers and swallows, and the words of the waves, filled Ye Qing's ears.

The life of a drunken gold fan is just around the corner.

This is the same as the feeling of setting up a night stall in Pingle Fang in the past and looking at the people in the various flower houses and wine shops across the street who spent a lot of money.

Let Ye Qing, who felt all this for the first time, have the illusion of a dream.

What happened in a few days made him step into the attic from outside the attic, and even climbed to the third floor of the drunken incense pavilion.

When the time comes.

Ye Qing walked to the main hall of the private room, heard the loud voices coming from the bedroom next door, and shook his head helplessly.

He said loudly: "Brother Wang, you are busy, I will leave first." ”

"Okay, okay, you, you go first, I'm here, it's intense!" Breathless words came from the bedroom.

Ye Qing, who was a little embarrassed, touched his nose and walked out.

A few hours later.

The private room that was wrapped by Zhang Xiuran has been restored from a mess to its former magnificence.

"I've seen Zhang Gongzi." Ye Qing bowed respectfully, and his eyes fell on Mo Wanqing, who didn't know when he would come back, and the middle-aged man who was not good-looking, but always felt familiar.

Zhang Xiuran, who was wearing a white gauze hat on his head and covering his face, saw Ye Qing come in.

Then he said: "Good luck tonight, accompanied by Wanqing, it will be fine." ”

Ye Qing, who was shocked in his heart, looked at Mo Wanqing, who was as cold as frost.

Even if you resist everything, you can only turn it into a sentence now.

"Ye Qing, thank you Aunt Wanqing..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xiuran hurriedly interrupted:

"You can just call Miss Mo."

Ye Qing, who was originally very sensitive to his senses, only then did he sense a killing intent that was vague and dissipated.

At this moment, Ye Qing was extremely determined, and he was a rare kung fu master who beat Zhang Xiuran into an iceberg with a pig's head.

Ye Qing hurriedly said, "Ye Qing thanked Miss Mo." ”

Mo Wanqing, who was resolute and resolute, strode out, and when she passed by Ye Qing's side, two words came out of her mouth.

"Lead the way!"

"Yes!"

Even though Ye Qing has a calm temperament and has always been gentle and gentle, in the face of the chill released by this iceberg, he also felt that his expression was a little stiff.

When he turned around to follow Mo Wanqing, he clearly saw the middle-aged man who was not good-looking, and his face leaked with relief and schadenfreude.

At the moment when Ye Qing closed the door.

He clearly heard Zhang Xiuran's happy words: "I'm scared to death, but it's gone." ”

The corners of Ye Qing's mouth twitched, and she quickly followed Mo Wanqing.

Under the frightened eyes of the girls and little servants in the Drunken Xiang Pavilion, in the greedy and coveted looks of the benefactors.

The two of them walked in the crowded Pingle Fang, and where they passed, pedestrians automatically avoided and watched in amazement.

Let Ye Qing, who has always liked to hide herself, feel uncomfortable.

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes glancing at the fiery red figure that ignored all of this and followed him two steps away.

I was full of emotion in my heart: "What a strange woman! ”

With Mo Wanqing there, the closed gate of Pingle Fang was unimpeded, and the bad guys and Yangzhou Wei who were patrolling the main street in the city all ignored Ye Qing and the others.

This scene shocked Ye Qing.

Thinking that Mo Wanqing didn't take out the waist card along the way, and the clothes on her body didn't have patterns, and these people seemed to know Mo Wanqing all of them.

Ye Qing, who couldn't think of riding a sister, could only blame all this on the fiery red big man on his body that was completely different from his temperament.

Half an hour later.

In Qifeng Fang, which has not been set foot in for several days, there is no light at all, and it looks desolate and desolate.

If you weren't walking on the main street of Fangli, you could hear voices coming from the houses on both sides from time to time.

Qifengfang, known as the Huaiyang Folk Cave, is more like a desolate and lonely village abandoned in the mountains at night.

Mo Wanqing, who had not spoken all the way, took advantage of the moonlight and starlight, looked at everything around her, remembered Ye Qing's hot noodle soup full of warmth, and asked out loud:

"This is where you live?"

The question asked by the cold voice made Ye Qing feel surprised and puzzled.

He smiled gently, his hands retracted into his sleeves, and said freely:

"Yes, it looks dilapidated, but it is full of humanity and the smell of fireworks."

Mo Wanqing frowned, her eyes fell on both sides of the main street, the night incense and dirt that had not been cleaned were emitting a smell that made her want to gag.

She stopped asking questions and quickened her pace.

Ye Qing looked at the fiery red figure that suddenly surpassed him, and said in confusion: "Miss Mo, it's not over there, it's time for us to turn east." ”

The fiery red figure froze in place.

At this time, Mo Wanqing jumped back violently, drew a beautiful fiery red arc under the moon, and landed in front of Ye Qing.

"Come out!"