Don't worry, Childe, I'll let the popular Oiran of our store come to serve later. The old bustard made a murderous gesture, patted his snow-white chest and said softly.

The boy in the plain robe raised his eyebrows, and said with a radiant expression: "Eh, Mother Zhang, let's talk first, this son is not good, and he will only fly the ordinary vase of kung fu immediately." ”

The old bustard smiled coquettishly: "I am proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I am less youthful and more charming than the girls of serious Ba'er." ”

"Okay!" The plain-robed boy glanced at the heavily makeup Oiran who was accompanying him, shook his head and leaned into the old bustard's ear and said: "Good flowers also need good vases to be used to show off their branches, and these vases that are not useful are... ”

The charming middle-aged woman understood, nodded, and the two snow-white jade peaks on her chest trembled: "The inferior vase is indeed tasteless, not only is it useless, but it is also an eyesore, I will immediately remove it for the childe, so as not to disturb the child's Yaxing, so as not to disturb the child's Yaxing, I will ask the son to enter the wing room to rest first, and I will immediately arrange for the popular Oiran to come and serve." ”

Long Haotian nodded with satisfaction, and was about to push the door into the wing, when his outstretched hand suddenly hovered in the air, and then took a small step back, looked at the Haoyue wing room across the wall, and pretended to be angry: "Mother Zhang, this is not kind, didn't you say that Haoyue and Spring Breeze are both the most luxurious wings in the Drunken Flower Building?

The old bustard was very surprised, and after coming back to his senses, he explained again and again: "Childe misunderstood, there is indeed little difference between the hazy moon and the spring breeze, but the two wings are a little different in length and width. ”

"Silver is not a problem, I bother Zhang's mother to replace the spring breeze with the hazy moon for my son. Long Haotian was about to take a step and push open the room with the golden wood sign of the Hazy Moon Seal. ”

"Oh, Childe, I can't help it!" The old bustard stood in front of Haoyue's door with a look of embarrassment: "This room has already been given by the guests, and it really can't be changed." ”

Long Haotian put his ear close to the wooden door, and after listening for a while, he said suspiciously: "The guest who booked the room has arrived?"

The old bustard glanced at the carved leak placed at the end of the corridor with his spare eyes, and said, "It's almost." ”

The plain-robed boy deliberately said loudly: "It's almost?"

After clearing his throat, the plain-robed boy leaned into the old bustard's ear again and whispered, "Wouldn't it be okay to change the wooden signs in the two rooms?"

"Childe, it's really not good, if it is discovered by the guests, saying that we are drunken flower building pit guests, the signboard of the drunken flower building will have to be splashed with a layer of plaster. "The old bustard is embarrassed.

The boy in the plain robe quietly stuffed a money bag into the old bustard's hand, and sighed lightly: "It is said that money can make ghosts grind, and this son is not short of silver, what plaster cannot be erased by silver? ”

Seeing that the old bustard who was open to money hesitated, he picked up a long ruler in his heart and weighed it, the guest who booked the Haoyue wing room was the same as this plain robe boy, if according to what the plain robe boy said, he really couldn't see the clue if he secretly changed the wooden card, even if the guest really found out that something was wrong, he could easily push it to the handyman who cleaned the room, the old bustard

I weighed the pounds of the money bag in my hand, and my heart blossomed, this is the silver of white flowers.

"How?" said the plain-robed boy's face with a slight impatience.

The old bustard pretended to be reluctant: "What the son said is reasonable. ”

Looking around, the old bustard sneakily approached the plain robed boy: "Childe, there are many ears and eyes here, if you are bumped into by the guests who see the drunken flower building stealing the wooden card, I am afraid that it will cause gossip, or the son has to do it himself, the action is sharper, and the tea time is coming, I can go downstairs all the way to the way for you to take care of the wind, if you see the guest who booked the room, I will delay it for a while." ”

Long Haotian smiled and arched his hand: "Thank you Mother Zhang for your success." ”

The old bustard, who still has the charm of, smiled charmingly, and led the vase that the plain-robed boy looked down on.

The prince in the plain robe immediately swapped the two brands of Haoyue and Chunfeng, and Shicai has been observing the surroundings attentively, and has not paid attention to the flirting between the prince in the robe and the old bustard, so Bai Yun is at a loss for Long Haotian's actions.

And Tsing Yi, who was carefully disguised as a man, was like a fire, if he guessed correctly, the personal maid of the plain robe boy was in the spring breeze wing.

Sure enough, as Zhang Yuruo expected, with a creak, the door of the spring breeze wing room was gently opened, and a woman in purple with a natural appearance walked out of it.

The white clouds are like falling clouds, why did the purple clothes come out of the spring breeze room?

Long Haotian smiled mysteriously, pushed open the door of the Haoyue wing room that had been replaced with a spring breeze wooden brand, and gently fastened the door in the purple clothes that walked at the end, but Dou Chang'an was missing, but everyone didn't pay much attention, he was drunk when he was in the inn, and this time he definitely didn't know where to go to drink and have fun.

"Young Master Long, why do you want to secretly change the wooden signs of the two wings of Haoyue and Chunfeng?" Bai Yun continued to ask the bottom of the question: "Why did Miss Qiuli appear here?"

Long Haotian smiled slightly: "That's because I first let Qiu Li sneak into the Drunken Flower Building to find out the situation, and by the way, I moved my hands and feet in the two wings." ”

After that, Long Haotian walked leisurely to a mural of hibiscus out of the water, pretended to look at Bai Yun mysteriously, stretched out his hand to move the mural, and a hole the size of a fingernail appeared in the wall.

Bai Yun's expression was a little surprised, and he approached the hole hidden by the mural, but he still couldn't guess Long Haotian's intention.

The plain-robed boy didn't care about Bai Yun's expression, and carefully moved the mural back to its original position: " I first asked Qiuli to dig a small hole in the wall of the spring breeze wing, and then hung murals in the hazy moon and the spring breeze room to cover it, so that it is not easy to be found, and the murals in the spring breeze room are also passive, leaving a small hole without a trace, and you can easily observe the dynamics in the spring breeze room in the hazy moon room。 ”

Zhang Yuruo, who was out of the dust in Tsing Yi, looked faintly flowing, that

Shuangqing's cold eyes shrank suddenly, and her eyes fell on the body of the plain robed boy, the two scarlet lips that were as bright as peach blossoms opened slightly, and closed slightly, she really couldn't see through this plain robed boy, from Yunmengze to Jiangnan, he tied the fortune and misfortune with the white clouds, if he was just a rich son whose family did calligraphy and painting business, Zhang Yu would not believe it if he was killed, what was he for?

At this moment, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, Bai Yun and the others suddenly held their breath, quietly listened to the footsteps walking outside the wing, and finally squeaked open the door of the "Hazy Moon".

"It's coming. Bai Yun frowned.

The plain-robed boy put his index finger in front of his mouth and made a gesture to lower his voice.

A moment later, the door of the Spring Breeze Chamber creaked shut again, and Zhang Yuruo walked softly to the mural and glanced at the two of them with a sharp heart.

Long Haotian cautiously removed the mural, and through the hidden hole in the wall, every move in the spring breeze room was under surveillance.

A group of Qingxuan Sword disciples in green shirts walked into the room with swords, and the man who was as strong as a bear took the lead in sitting down at the round table in the room, and the other three paced around the room, and after a cursory investigation, they also sat down together, and on the other side of the stone wall, Bai Yun and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Obviously, I made an appointment to meet in the moon room of the drunken flower building, but what about the people? This day the dragon club is too child's play, right?" The man in the green shirt who was as strong as a bear seemed to hold back his anger, and as soon as he sat down at the door, he scolded and scolded.

"The Celestial Dragon Society is insidious and cunning, could it be a deception?" The eagle-nosed man looked solemn, his fierce gaze like a falcon constantly looking around the room.

When the eagle-nosed man's gaze swept over the passive mural on the wall, the three people on the other side of the wall were blood-pumping again, but fortunately, the eagle-nosed man just glanced at it and didn't linger too much on the mural.

The man in Tsing Yi, who was as strong as a bear, was a little impatient, and suddenly got up and said: "I think this is mostly a trap, let's go quickly, Tianlong will always act ruthlessly across the river and tear down the bridge, working with them is tantamount to dancing with wolves, in case it comes to a certain juncture, and it will be worth the loss to stab us with a knife in turn, obviously meet at the right time, I don't know if this group of wolves is deliberately neglecting or having ulterior motives, our Qingxuan Sword Sect is also one of the five major sects of the righteous path, which onion will you count Tianlong?" More than 10 years ago, I was served hot by the major decent people, and I didn't know how to think about it, I deserved to be the street rat that everyone shouted and beat, and the water dog at least knew how to bow his head and bark a few times, we have been led by the Tianlong Club all the way since we went down to the south of the Yangtze River, so what kind of cooperation is there to talk about? . ”

The scholar in Tsing Yi, whose face was as white as frost and did not have a trace of blood on his face, did not panic and said: "Senior brother, you don't have to worry, the Tianlong Society is ambitious and eager to re-emerge from the rivers and lakes, but the battle more than ten years ago was wiped out, so they had to pick up their tails and survive, in fact, they themselves understand that there is no place for the Tianlong Society in the rivers and lakes, and at this time, the Tianlong Society is in the pivotal Fengling Ferry, not only to survive in the slits, but also to play a good chess game for the camp step by step to come back to life, and

Our brothers are just fish, shrimp and crabs on this chessboard, what's the use of plotting against us? ”

After hearing the white-faced man's words, the eagle-nosed man also nodded in agreement: "Yes, although the Celestial Dragon Society is insidious and cunning and capricious, it will never take the risk of doing something that affects the whole body. ”

The sturdy man snorted heavily, flicked his sleeves and sat back in his chair.

Among the disciples of the Qingxuan Sword Sect in this line, there was a young man in a green shirt who was not good at speaking, and after sitting down, he had been lowering his head and quietly wiping an iron sword with a dull color, his appearance was much more delicate than the other four, and he was also the youngest.

"Duan Fuchen, your broken sword and chopping wood take a lot of work, just lose it, what do you do when you wipe it so clean?" The man in green shirt, who was as strong as a bear, glared and said, "I have been wiping it since I sat down until now, and I feel upset when I look at it." ”

The green-shirted man named Duan Fuchen smiled and did not answer, stopped what he was doing, and carefully withdrew the sharp iron sword into its scabbard.

(End of chapter)

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