The private room was silent for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Xiong San reacted quickly, opened his mouth to explain, and an invisible weight suddenly enveloped him, as if a tiger was staring at him with a face close to his face, so shocked that his legs were weak but he didn't even have the courage to collapse, so he could only stand motionless in place, his eyes stiffly turned and slowly looked at the source of coercion.

Niu Chunhan!

The third young master's personal guard!

Xiong San was covered in cold sweat, and at this moment, Niu Chunhan's importance in his heart was at the top, much higher than that of Wu Dong, who was precocious.

is also a close attendant, the one in front of him is completely different from Wu Dong, in him, Xiong San smelled a trace of the smell that only those masters who have experienced countless bloody storms and rains, which makes people tremble and suffocate.

Niu Chunhan frightened Xiong San, didn't look at him, and followed Feng Zhiping's gaze and pursed his lips to look at the little girl.

The maid didn't feel the coercion, but she also saw that Feng Zhiping's attitude was wrong, although this beautiful boy was smiling on his lips, his tone was kind and gentle, but there was no smile in his eyes, more of a strong suspicion that he didn't hide much.

After glancing at it, the maid quickly retracted her gaze and knelt down in a panic, her crisp voice trembled slightly: "Childe, the slave maid has never seen the owner, and I don't know the name of the owner, Mother Zhao only asked the slave and maid to pass the word, and did not tell the side." ”

After the maid finished speaking in a panic, she remembered something and hurriedly added: "By the way, Mother Zhao said that the owner may also come tonight, if the son is interested, he can move to the Drunken Jin Pavilion and sit for a while, maybe he can see it." ”

"So mysterious, isn't it?" tapping his fingers on the coffee table, Feng Zhiping patted the armrest and stood up, "In that case, then go sit down." ”

"Young master?" Niu Chunhan cast a questioning look.

Feng Zhiping smiled freely, and didn't worry about others listening, and said loudly: "People are drawing the road, if I don't go, won't people be underestimated?" It just so happens that I haven't seen their owner in the drunken Jinlou for so many years, and I happened to see them today." ”

Seeing that Niu Chunhan was still hesitating, Feng Zhiping slapped him with a smile: "With you as a great master to protect you, who dares to be unfavorable to me, and who can be unfavorable? Not to mention that tonight is so lively, my old man is still sitting downstairs." ”

After hearing this, Niu Chunhan instantly relieved his heart.

Also, even if you don't use it, there is still Hou Ye, in case something really happens, just one floor can't stop the anger of the sword Hou Ye, and he really has nothing to fear.

Xiong San saw that the two of them had discussed properly, and stepped forward with a smile: "In this case, please follow the little one." ”

"You pull aside, there is such a beautiful little beauty here, do you still look at your old face and old ass?" Feng Zhiping pressed Xiong San's face and pushed it aside, stepped forward to pick up the little maid personally, holding a little calloused little hand and gentle Mosuo, "Little beauty, lead the way, don't take me into the wing room~!"

As he spoke, the internal force spat lightly in the maid's body and swam around quickly, and nodded secretly after retracting it.

There are calluses in the palms, but looking at the distribution, it should be done rough work, not practice, and there is no sense of qi in the body, and he is completely an ordinary person.

The little girl didn't know that she had been probed, but she felt that her hands were very itchy and sultry by the son in front of her, and her body was slightly hot, and her little face in the middle of the posture quickly turned red into a ripe apple, and her watery eyes raised Feng Zhiping shyly and quickly lowered her gaze, and the mosquito voice responded, lowering her head and turning sideways slightly to lead the way.

Xiong San was used to joking with Feng Zhiping, and he smiled and "rolled" behind the side, and flattered when he saw this: "Ye is Ye, three or two sentences will hook the soul of our girl, this ability, the whole Quanzhou City can't find a second one!"

Seeing that Feng Zhiping smiled and didn't say anything, he couldn't figure out his thoughts, and after a pause, he took the initiative to introduce: "Siya was accepted last year, she was a girl from a good family, but the poor biological mother died early, and the stepmother couldn't tolerate it, and her father was sold by her black-hearted stepmother just after her back feet." Mother Zhao saw that he was pitiful, so she took it by her side and trained herself, thinking that after two years, she would wait for her to be fifteen and then push her out to compete for the Oiran, maybe in the future she could meet a good person to marry, if she was interested, she would take people away, and being able to serve you was a blessing she had cultivated for several lifetimes, and Mother Zhao must be happy. ”

Feng Zhiping squinted and looked back, with a strange smile.

Xiong San's heart tightened, and he slapped himself half-truthfully, and said: "Look at my trouble-making mouth, don't be angry, the little one has no meaning, the little one really sees her pitiful, you and, that, I can't bear it for a while... Hey, slap, slap!"

Saying that, he slapped himself a few more times, Feng Zhiping was too lazy to watch him act, and lazily ordered him to stop.

"Grandpa, I'm poor, there are enough people in the house, and I can't afford to raise more small mouths!"

Xiong San almost laughed, nodded and didn't dare to pick up the stubble, and pouted again and again in his heart.

The prince of the sword is poor?

Phew!

The entire city of Quanzhou has become a starving ghost, and the rice of the Hou Mansion can also bury the dead, or a mass grave!

Xiong San didn't have a side mind, just to say it in a hurry, he knew very well that these people were just a thing in the eyes of the nobles, and he usually came to play when he was interested, just go home?

It may be possible to change to a wealthy businessman, but it is impossible for a noble son like Feng Zhiping to have a noble family, even if he is willing to marquis and the marquise, it is impossible to let it.

A lowly is a lowly person, no matter how outstanding he is, he can't compare to a good citizen who is so poor that he can't eat, and he will laugh to death when he takes him home as a maid and a concubine, just by virtue of these words just now, Feng Zhiping wanted to beat him ruthlessly, and he didn't even bother to beg for mercy, because he did invisibly challenge the dignity and authority of the Jianhou Mansion.

Fortunately, he remedied it in time, and Feng Zhiping was an old acquaintance again, so it didn't cause a big disaster.

Xiong San had a smile on his face, his back was full of cold sweat, he was soaked with cool relish, and his mouth was closed like a mussel on the back road, and he didn't dare to say a word.

Niu Chunhan saw it in his eyes, secretly funny, and said that the drunken Jinlou is indeed a little different from the ordinary Goolan Washe, a little turtle slave has such courage and alertness, not only dare to say that, but also stop in time to make remedies, and he is definitely a good hand of the housekeeper director when he is outside.

It's just, is it really unintentional?

Several people had their own thoughts and walked forward speechlessly.

Walking out of the front hall, passing through the flowers, the warblers and swallows along the way are endless, men in different costumes gather together in twos and threes, pushing the cup and changing the lamp under the flattery and teasing of Mei Ji, a few young men dressed as literati also use the strength of wine to fight poems, you say "It's really dark tonight", I say "the moon is big and round", Niu Chunhan frowned and took a sip quietly.

Phew, at this level, Lao Tzu can do it too!

Xiong San saw some colors, and took the opportunity to introduce the identities of several "writers" a little, and Niu Chunhan suddenly realized after listening to it.

Dare to love are all fakes, not readers, but a few businessmen who are vassal and elegant, just say that they can't get along with "dark" and "moon" when they come and go, "Thousand Words" is estimated to be incomplete, and "Three Thousand Yuan Poems" is afraid that it has not turned enough for ten pages.

Feng Zhiping was not surprised, but felt very kind, once upon a time, he was also one of them.

But he will never be as ashamed as them, he has more ink, and he is more heroic, he will never say anything "tonight is really dark" such a shameful vernacular, he will say "tonight is innocent he is dark, the moon is really round".

Vulgar is elegant, if you want to say it, just say the vernacular, and if you don't make some small things disgusting.

Passing through the flower corridor is the main building, the drunken brocade building is still quite stylish, from the high altitude you will find that the main building is a positive octagonal arrangement, the surrounding courtyard is also built in a row according to the eight directions by the far spread, it is said that it is to ask the feng shui master to point out, and secretly fit the gossip hexagram.

I don't know if feng shui is useful, anyway, the drunken brocade building has been smooth sailing and rich over the years, and the octagonal main building is also jokingly called "night battle in all directions" by guests, as for the meaning of "night battle", it is the benevolence and wisdom of the wise.

In the middle of the main building is an octagonal stage, which is a six-story tower-shaped structure, the lowest floor can accommodate 100 people standing together without being crowded, and the top floor is only less than two zhang square, and only the most famous musicians and dancers can take the stage on weekdays. Good Mood Literature Network

There are only seven people who can climb the sixth floor in Quanzhou City, two of them are the head of the Ningxiang Pavilion, one is the chief of the Taiping Building, and the only man, and the other four are all in the Zuijin Building, which is the owner of the four high pavilions of Chunfeng, Xia Shao, Qiu Ling, and Donghua in Xiong Sankou, and at the same time as becoming the pavilion master, the flower names of the four people have also been changed to the same name.

From this point of view, the drunken brocade building is indeed very different from the ordinary Qinglou, in the spring, summer, autumn and winter four people, although they are lowly, but in the hearts of a group of high-ranking dignitaries have a status, some of the people who are keen on poetry and music are even very respectful, competing for it, not looking at the background only looking at the people, it is difficult to distinguish them with the words "Qingqi" and "prostitutes".

Feng Zhiping's identity is noble enough, but he has not been able to see the whole, and to this day there is still a "Chun Niang" who has not been able to see it, but he has seen it all, and if he wants to see it four at a time, he will come when he is free and unavailable, which makes him very unhappy.

Why!

Young master, I don't look bad, and I can pretend to be elegant when I talk, how can I be as vulgar as the old man opens his mouth to "Lao Tzu" and closes his mouth to "your uncle", why is it not as good as the old man?

Vulgar!

It's all laymen!

What kind of geisha is high, they are all pretended, and when they open their skins, they are full of cheesy knots, tall farts, a group of things that see people put dishes on the plate, young master, I don't deserve to see it!

Feng Zhiping was very resentful, but he also had to admit that the skin of the "old man" was indeed born well, and it was very rare to attract girls if he didn't open his mouth, it is said that when he was in the capital, he fascinated many princes and nobles, and only one woman didn't catch a cold, and she didn't pretend, she really didn't pretend.

Later, this woman became his mother.

Therefore, Feng Zhiping has always believed that his mother is the most powerful, crushing the old man 10,000 times.

Sheng Yu once said to him, saying that he really didn't have any thoughts about Feng Moxiu at first, that is, he respected the elders of his grandfather's generation, and later fell in love because he was rescued by an accident, so he dried firewood and gave birth to a series of stories.

After listening to it, Feng Zhiping viciously guessed whether the accident would be handled by the old man, after all, the vulgar "hero saving beauty" is indeed the best beginning of the relationship between men and women.

In any case, Sheng Jian has become his mother, and Feng Mo has become his Laozi, as a result, he has to thank the accident, thank the old man for "disrespecting the old man", and forcibly gnaw the "tender grass" into his stomach.

So, the resentment is not so deep, and Lotte also found a very reasonable reason for himself - he is a doll that has not grown, and it is normal for the big girl to look down on him, there is a kind of waiting for ten or eight years, and we will talk about it when the master grows up!

Thinking of this, Feng Zhiping turned his head sideways and asked, "Is there anyone in Chunniang today?"

"If you go back to your grandfather, no..."

"Yes. Siya intercepted Xiong San's words, slowed down and turned sideways and said, "When I first came, the slave maid heard Sister Kang say that Sister Chunniang went to Chunfeng Pavilion, and the three sisters Xia Shao, Qiu Ling, and Donghua also went together, I heard that it was the guests of Chunfeng Pavilion who were named to go, and Sister Xia Shao was waiting in Xia Shao Pavilion at the time, and as soon as she received the news, she left directly, and the guests of Xia Shao Pavilion did not stop her, so amazing!"

Siya stuck out her tongue cutely, with a look of admiration.

Xiong San wanted to say something, but looked at Feng Zhiping's slightly trembling cheeks, and closed his mouth wisely.

It's not the first time that the two of them have been arguing, and he's not surprised, but this time he really misunderstood.

Feng Zhiping was shocked that the old man dared to call the four of them over together, isn't this death?

Although the old man only listens to music on weekdays and never crosses the rules, he believes it, the familiar guests believe it, and the most familiar lady can't believe it!

Men go to Qinglou and only eat vegetarian and don't touch meat, who believes it?

What's more, the old man's temperament and reputation have always been!

Even if it's okay, the mother will definitely be able to ask something, it's not easy to get rid of one thing in this world, it's too easy to pick a thorn, could it be that the old man couldn't enter the door of Wudingtang after that night, and he was going to come to a ruined boat to find a few ghosts for the dead to let the old lady dissipate?

But, this, this is adding fuel to the fire!

Xiong San saw that Feng Zhiping's face changed again and again, and he was afraid that he would have a seizure, so he couldn't help but step forward and persuade: "Master, Peony has been talking to you for a few days, or..."

Feng Zhiping raised his hand to stop and motioned for Siya to continue to lead the way.

The old man's operation is too sassy, normal people can't figure it out, so it's better to wait for the opportunity to go home and ask the mother directly, see what kind of wine the old man sells, and study hard.

The girl in my heart is not a good stubble, and I am afraid that it will be more difficult to serve my mother when she gets married in the future, so I have to prepare in advance, so as not to be numb.

At the same time, in the Spring Breeze Pavilion, Feng Moxiu did not squint, and concentrated on pouring wine and food for his wife.

The four women in spring, summer, autumn and winter stood in a row, their heads drooping slightly, neither humble nor arrogant, staring at a small piece of floor in front of the table without moving, only quietly looking at the two people on the table with their residual light, secretly frightened.

Since the first acquaintance, the sword marquis has always been domineering, direct, laughing and scolding never disdain to cover up, although vulgar, but between the lines is not unreasonable, especially with his handsome skin to make this style is kneaded into an indescribable charm, fascinating, people can't help but want to find out what kind of person he is.

But now, what do they see?

Master Hou is pouring wine for people!

At the beginning, the king of Changping county visited him without moving, but the king of the county was more respectful to him during the banquet, but now he is pouring wine for people, and he seems to be afraid that the other party will be unhappy!

And the person who is fortunate enough to be served by him is indeed not an ordinary person, he is an extremely good-looking, even more beautiful Xiao Langjun than a woman, they can be regarded as countless people, but they have never seen such a good-looking man.

This person was not dressed in much luxury, and he looked like an ordinary rich kid, but sitting there naturally gave birth to a sense of dignity, which made the arrogant and arrogant people want to bow down.

So, they bowed, knelt down according to the foot salute, and said in unison: "Slaves and maids see Your Highness." ”

Yes, only His Royal Highness the Prince can make the Sword Marquis make a small bow, and only His Royal Highness the Prince has such an aura, but I don't know if this is His Royal Highness, could it be King Rui or... Prince?

Feng Moxiu's hand shook, the chopsticks almost fell, look at his daughter-in-law, well, it's normal, only the corners of his delicate eyebrows were slightly raised.

Sheng Yan swept her husband's words intentionally or unintentionally, Sakura's lips opened slightly, paused, and said in a thick voice: "The person who can make Master Hou miss is really unusual." Get up, I'm not a prince, I'm just... Well, the little scholar who has been reduced to this. ”

After speaking, he was amused by himself, and the corners of Sheng Yan's mouth were slightly hooked.

Feng Moxiu's liver trembled when he saw it, like sitting on pins and needles.

In my heart, I was done, and my wife was even more angry, and she even used the word "fallen"!

The stupid son of the dog day is all your fault, is it easy for you to be a son?

Grandma's, find a chance to clean you up again in the future, and you must not let Madame know next time!