Yiyang doesn't have much of anything.

There are a lot of ticks.

Maybe it's because of the proximity to Jiankang.

As the largest entertainment venue in Yiyang, Chu Boudoir is even more famous.

Even the businessmen of Ruyang can't help but change their routes.

There is no other reason, only characteristics.

In the lobby, there were already flowers and branches, and what shocked Ling Muyun the most was that the male prostitutes who scratched their heads and posed were all glamorous, even more enchanting than their daughters.

"The third floor is superior, don't treat my brother badly!"

"Look at what Hou Ye said, when did Hou Ye come, didn't he return happy?" The bustard's buttocks are drawn in the air.

"Yiyang Hou is famous, all in Chu!" Ling Muyun couldn't help but tease.

"It's just such a hobby, what's the difference with Brother Ling? Upstairs! ”

The room on the third floor is very large, and the people who can book a room are all people with heads and faces in Yiyang.

The most commendable thing about Chu Boudoir is on the third floor, playing with the calamus.

The stake is not on the wine, but on the clothes.

The woman was already wearing less, and if she memorized some ideas, it only took a while and a half, and the bed curtain would play a role.

This game has an elegant name, and the people of Chu affectionately call it "no return".

Whether it's a guest or a man or woman in the boudoir, there is always something that can't go back.

Ling Muyun thought that Chang'an had the legacy of the barbarians, and the tunes in the hook column had reached the limit, but when it came to Chu Bou, he knew that there was such a way to play for Haiyou.

Listening to the old bustard's introduction of the repertoire, Ling Muyun was a little surprised.

Cripple Jiu is still peeking at Xu Erniang taking a bath, how has he ever seen this?

But as the person who paid the money, it was not good to disturb Ji Kuang and Zhou Xing's Yaxing, so he had to sit quietly on the sidelines, waiting for the "food"!

But seeing the old bustard clapping his hands, a group of women under the gauze clothes, walking lightly, half-covering their faces.

The reason why it is half covered is to count one more piece of clothing and the red rope around the waist in the canopus.

The six women who brushed together made people's blood gush.

But Ling Muyun's face was swollen red, but he took off his shirt.

"Brother Ling, be emotional, don't be impatient!"

"Looks like, isn't Brother Ling still a fledgling?"

Ji Kuang and Zhou Xing were full of evil smiles.

"Put it on!"

Ling Muyun threw his clothes to one of the women, his face furious.

"Brother! Save me! ”

", itchy again?"

The old bustard has seen all kinds of people, etc., and such a scene is not uncommon.

Some dignified guests, when they come here, they have to persuade others to be good.

But the woman "Spring Peach" always causes some trouble, and when she sees someone who is slightly better to her, she asks the guest to redeem herself.

Today, it is even more rude, in front of Yiyang Hou, he actually called the guest's brother!

How can this be endured?

"Boss! Look at the whip! ”

The old bustard smiled and continued: "Master Hou, don't be angry, this little girl is delicate, she can't stand the beating, she goes down with a whip, and then touches it gently, eh, you don't know that it's a scream of pain or happiness!" ”

"Okay, how many taels of silver is this woman, I will redeem her."

There are rules for behavior, and there is also a way for thieves, this rule, Ling Muyun understands.

As for what happened, let's talk about it slowly.

"Oh?" The old bustard rolled his eyes and said very embarrassed: "This son's eyes are very raw!" It's just, are you sure you want to redeem Chun Tao? This Nizi ......"

"Speak!" Ling Muyun squeezed out a word.

"Although it is difficult to talk about business matters, Chun Tao and I are not mother and daughter, but better than mother and daughter."

After speaking, gently wipe the corners of your eyes with the edge of your sleeve to show your sadness.

"That's it! Who of us doesn't know who? It's rare that Brother Ling has something to look at, and you can happily say a price. ”

Ji Kuang's words are more effective.

Although the Marquis of Yiyang has no real power, he can't stand up to the wealth.

"A thousand gold." After the old bustard finished speaking, he was also a little embarrassed, and hurriedly answered: "For the sake of the Hou Ye, you can give eight hundred." ”

"You might as well grab it!"

Before Ji Kuang could speak, Zhou Xing took the lead in interjecting: "This kind of goods ridden by 10,000 people is worth a hundred gold, and it is already a blessing, and it is worth a thousand gold?" ”

Ling Muyun's face was black.

He really couldn't point out on the spot, this woman's name was Ling Muyu, and she was his half-sister.

looked at Ling Muyu with a sad face.

She couldn't believe that Ling Muyun could use her daughter to redeem herself.

Since Ling Hao disappeared and her mother died, she has been in the Ling family, and even colluded with the disciples of the Ling family to bully Ling Muyun.

Just now, I just thought I had grasped the straw that saved my life, and I just asked for help without thinking.

"Good! Take the deed! ”

What Ling Muyun said was light, making the old bustard and Ling Muyu stand on the spot, as if they didn't believe their ears.

Only Ji Kuang picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip.

Ling Muyun is rich, he knows.

Ling Muyun's character, he also knew.

Only Zhou Xing didn't know.

"Huh? This kind of goods is 800 gold? Brother Yun! Don't be fooled, if you like it, I'll buy you a few, the appearance is definitely much better than this kind of wife. You don't like women, do you? ”

Ji Kuang saw that the more Zhou Xing said, the more outrageous it became, and hurriedly brought the tea to his mouth: "Drink tea, drink tea!" ”

Ling Muyun's approach, presumably the woman is someone he knows.

Just like a poppy, isn't she also dreaming of being a dancing girl in ten years?

"What I said ......"

"Drink tea, drink tea!"

The old bustard reacted first, and hurriedly ordered: "Boss, take my daughter's death deed!" ”

"Childe is atmospheric, if it weren't for Childe's temperament, I wouldn't be willing to say anything about this period of childlike love."

"Okay, if you keep talking, it's just a handful of and a handful of urine." Ji Kuang stopped the bustard's pretense of sensationalism, and turned to Ling Muyun: "Is there enough gold?" I'll arrange it and let the housekeeper deliver it. ”

Ling Muyun spread out the package.

Jewelry, gold, silver, and jade, the eyes of the people are shining.

"When did we get stingy?"

"I knew it would be like this." Ji Kuang said regretfully: "You should wrap up Chu Boudoir." ”

"Less!" The old bustard's teeth were almost crushed by himself: "A love for this kind of thing, sure enough, is the most dizzying." ”

While speaking, the foreman took Ling Muyu's deed of sale and gave it to Ling Muyun.

"Daughter, mother......"

"Smack!" Ling Muyu gave the old bustard a crisp slap.

Without waiting for the old bustard to get angry, Ling Muyun opened his mouth and said: "Eight hundred gold to buy a slap, the transaction will not be lost." ”

The old bustard smiled like a smile in an instant, flattering Ling Muyun, and staring at the property in the package: "Look at what the son said, don't say a slap, just let the old body accompany you for a few nights, and there can be complaints?" ”

"Brother Kuang, what do you think is this worth?"

Ji Kuang picked and picked in the package and handed it to the old bustard: "Count?" ”

"Master Hou's reward, can you still lose your old body? The other girls ......" The old bustard held the belongings in his arms and looked at Ling Muyun.

"All stay!"

Ling Muyun pushed the package.

"Brother!"

"Brother!"

The women who didn't know why, thinking that Ling Muyun liked to be called his younger brother by others, surrounded the three of them as if they had hypochondriasis.

"Ling Muyu, you have a lot of inconvenience here, go and clean up, and wait for me to go back!"

Ling Muyu gave a blessing as if serving a guest, and left the room.

"Bustard, people show me good, she is redeemed by me! If you lose it, you will be responsible! ”

After Ling Muyun finished speaking, he casually threw a gold ingot.

"Childe, even if she has wings, she can't fly out of our Chu boudoir."