"Go up to the mountain to burn incense and worship the Buddha, what is the use of bringing so many simple knives?", Shizi muttered in his heart.

The old horseman was sleeping in a corner of the main hall of the Yuxu Palace, occasionally turning over, tilting his back, wiping the saliva left on his mouth with his black hands, as if he was eating in a dream.

In the Yuxu Palace, the lit pine oil lamp exudes a slight pine fragrance.

In front of the statue of Taishang Laojun, a woman knelt and kowtowed reverently, talking to herself.

Behind the girl is an old man, with tightly knit brows, leopard eyes and eyebrows, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and the most special thing is a black mole the size of a thumb on his left cheek, and a long beard on the black mole.

There are several big men in the four corners, with a sharp body and a broad chest.

Each of them held eyebrow sticks in their hands, staring intently at the woman in the middle.

"Who is the young lady in Jiangzhou who is incense, and there are still so many people to escort her?", Shizi felt that the old man seemed to have seen it somewhere, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

Not only did he take a look at the woman, but he felt that the girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, dazzling, and the whole hall was much brighter in an instant. The group leader already belongs to the beautiful woman in Jiangzhou, obviously she is much more beautiful from the back, with willow waist flowers, wonderful posture, and national color and fragrance.

"Bang dang, bang dang", the yin and yang fish in it, shake regularly in the hands of jade.

The holy note fell to the ground, and from a distance it seemed to be a "cup of no cup", and it seemed that what she had prayed for had not come true.

The girl sighed softly, slowly put away the holy note, and handed it to the little Taoist boy beside her.

Dao Tong has long been stupid, and the incense in Yuxu Palace has been deserted over the years, and most of them are vulgar rural villagers, or poor and sour people. People with a little rich family background have gone to Wudang Mountain, where incense is flourishing. I didn't expect such a beautiful woman to appear today. This is definitely an accident for the Taoist child of Yuxu Palace, who is not prosperous and dozes off every day.

She sighed and stood up, threw the "wish charm" she had written into the wishing fountain in the temple, and turned to leave.

A few reckless men with a tiger's back followed closely behind, seeing the county lord standing at the door, his skin was like condensed fat, gorgeous and dignified, and several reckless men smiled lewdly, if there was nothing to do, I am afraid that he would have stepped forward to tease him. Maybe on a whim, it's good to take it back and be a concubine.

The girl walked out of the hall and looked back, her brows furrowed slightly, cold and beautiful, and there seemed to be tears in her deep eyes. Shizi only felt that the girl was not smiling, but that look back was enough to shake thousands of troops.

If Ye Qingxuan is a warm and galloping rose with buds waiting to be released, then she is a willow and charming snow lotus.

"Tut, whose sister is this? It's so beautiful", the county lord looked at Qianying, who was surrounded by a few reckless men, and sighed in admiration.

"Uncle Ancestor is good", the sacrificial wine boy saw Uncle Ancestor come in, and hurriedly stood up.

"Hey, little Taoist, do you know who that woman is?" the county lord pointed to the carriage in the distance, and asked the little Taoist boy who looked out the door.

Xiao Daotong thought that he was seeing through his heart, and said in a panic, "Back to the county lord, I listened to her wish intermittently, like a person from Jiangyunxuan, like a ...... of the top brand of Jiangyunxuan."

"I've seen the big man who is the leader, he is the leader of Qianyun Xuan, and he is there every year in the Oiran Contest", the little Taoist priest suddenly remembered that he didn't choose what to say, and said that he secretly went to the Oiran Contest, and hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Qianyunxuan?", a few words were like lightning and flint, haunting the heart of the prince, and he remembered that the man who was the leader of Qianyunxuan's turtle was "Yihu".

The Qinglou in Jiangzhou is divided into official prostitutes and private prostitutes.

Official prostitutes are divided into three, six, nine and so on, the first and second class brothels are named after the courtyard, the pavilion and the pavilion, and the third and fourth class brothels are named after the rooms, classes, buildings and shops.

This Qianyunxuan is obviously a first-class Qinglou among the official prostitutes in Jiangzhou. On weekdays, he raises Tong Luan Geji for the nobles of Jiangzhou. A singer with a good voice is cultivated, and a maiko with a good body is cultivated. Most of them are dedicated during the day and at night, and those who are indeed superior to others are hidden deep and sold at a price. This Oiran Contest is naturally a major event in Jiangzhou every year, and it is very lively. Qianyunxuan has been leading the way in Jiangzhou for nearly a century.

Xiao Daotong was right, he remembered that he and Qing Feng secretly entered Qianyun Xuan, and he was originally there to join in the fun after the Oiran Competition.

It was a summer night, and the proprietress was upstairs shouting, "Girls, get up to pick up the guests, be quick." What kind of sleep, when you die, some are sleeping, and all the silver in vain flowers is smashed to the head."

"Childe came so late to ......"

"Young master, the slave family can't sleep if you think about it......."

The sound of the waves came out frequently, and through the shadow of the window, the figure swayed, as if intoxicated.

The two of them didn't see it, but they got lost in the spin. Qianyun Xuan was too big, and they sneaked in, and vaguely he saw that there was a light flickering in a lonely two-story small bamboo building in front of him, and there seemed to be a sound of talking.

"Feng'er, let's go over and have a look", Yang Ze whispered to Qingfeng's ear, pointing to the bright and dim light in front of him.

"Young master, let's go" Qing Feng was anxious, if someone found out, this young master's reputation in Jiangzhou would be ruined. He dragged Yang Ze to leave, but Yang Ze, who was curious, stepped forward to find out.

Through the crack in the door, he saw the same mustache just now, although all these years had passed, the black mole the size of a thumb on the cheek had hair, which he would never forget.

There were bright red blood stains on the ground, a few iron mounds in a brazier, the trembling bodies of several women were in tatters, the snow-white skin was scarred and burned everywhere, and the tall mountain peaks trembled in the air, like meat on a knife.

A woman on the far right, her whole body was covered with blood, her right hand was already ulcerated, and yellow pus was flowing on the ground. However, the corners of her mouth rose, and there was not a single tear on her arrogant face, and the blood in her eyes rolled down her pale face, drop after drop.

Hu snorted coldly, waved his hand and said, "The skin is broken, and it's useless to keep you."

He kicked the girl on the head, and several big men rushed forward, constantly ravaging and trampling, and the snow-white body rolled and writhed on the ground, in great pain.

Yang Ze and Qing Feng grew up in the Yang Mansion since they were children, and they had never seen such ruthless methods. He gritted his teeth in anger and couldn't bear to look at it directly, but he didn't expect a "clang", Qingfeng pushed open the door and rushed in like crazy. It is conceivable that Qing Feng was cleaned up fiercely, if it weren't for the face of Yang Fu, I'm afraid he would also be .......

Later, Yang Ze heard from the light cavalry captain Luo Zi that the woman was taken captive. In order not to pick up customers, I burned one of my hands. Unexpectedly, a handful of beards brutally scrapped her two hands, and her body was full of hot holes. In their eyes, there is only money, and there is no bottom line for morality and conscience, as long as they can afford to pay the money, they can use any method and any move.

Thinking about it, Yang Ze couldn't help but clench the Qingfeng Sword in his hand.

The old groom, who was snoring loudly by the wall, stretched and yawned.

"This woman's life will not be saved tomorrow."

"Why? Not long after you came, you have also learned how to look, smell, ask, and cut kung fu?" the county lord looked incredulous.

"County Lord, what are you looking, smelling, asking, and cutting? I was just woken up by her. She has a dagger hidden in her sleeve, listen to her chatter, the old bustard has the grace of planting and nurturing her, no matter who she will kill after the Oiran contest tomorrow, pity this flower-like baby, if the old man is twenty years younger, maybe he will be interested in him, it is said that this person will never forget, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are the best in Jiangzhou.

"Why did you choose to cut yourself? Aren't those people a family member just now?" Ye Qingxuan herself was born in the Ye family, which is second to none in the south of the Yangtze River, and she has to be cared for by the old lady, golden branches and jade leaves, how could she never imagine that Qingliu has a special habit of raising prostitutes, let alone who bought the Oiran?

"County Lord, you have been carrying gold ingots in your mouth since you were born, and you don't understand the hot and cold state of this dynasty. This Oiran looks like a beautiful scenery, but in fact it is the most miserable, the people are bent in front of the people, thousands of charms, and the people are miserable, if there is hell in this dynasty, then this Jiangyunxuan is their hell, don't you believe you look at the wishing charm?", the old groom stood up and scratched his crotch, and casually broke the branch on the broom that swept the floor of the hall next to him, and held it in his mouth.

The Qingliu aristocracy of Jiangzhou is popular in raising singers and children, and they are happy to fight singers and children. Especially those who have a little fame, the bed is no longer good, but it is the best to be romantic, and no one is embarrassed to go out without a few young children in the family.

In order to cater to their habits, the bustard raises boys and girls, stays until the cardamom years, and then sells them to these old men for fun. This boy and girl are the most test of eyesight, and it has gradually become a trend, and an Oiran has to spend a lot of silver taels to train it. So much so that the annual Oiran Contest is unusually grand.

The prostitute of the Jiangzhou prefect specially sent officials to inspect it.

I took out the wishing charm, and there was not a word on it.

Yang Ze looked at the old groom, the old groom yawned and ignored them, he didn't bother to care about this kind of thing, his biggest headache in this river and lake was two words, woman.

"At this time, I'm afraid that the carriage is about to reach the Huchou Cliff, and if you enter the Jiangzhou Mansion, no one will be able to save you."

"I know that a trail can lead straight to the Huchou Cliff, maybe it's still too late."

The two carriages walked cautiously on the Huchou Cliff path, this year they were a little late, and it was getting dark.

I remember someone said that it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down?

This woman's name is Liu Ruyi, and she was taken captive to Jiangzhou at the age of three and sold into Qianyunxuan.

"See how charming Qingshan is, I expect Qingshan to see me so much", this popular poem of the Xiangtuo Dynasty is from her, and even the authentic science is also praised for its meaning, and everyone in the dynasty knows the prince of the country and the Huangmen squire, and they dare not get close to the ancestors because of the testament.

The gang of people under his command are all rogues, except for the King of Yan who governs the army with an iron fist in the Xiangtuo Dynasty, no one in the jurisdiction of Yanyun Iron Cavalry dares to make trouble. In the rest of the state capitals, there are many rogues who make trouble, gathering in the mountains and forests, Liu Ru is too beautiful, he recruits a group of rogues who rob houses and houses, and only in terms of means can he restrain these girls who are unwilling to accept customers.

These reckless men are naturally selected to be ruthless.

In the past few days, they have been cautious, and they originally did not plan to come to burn incense and make vows, but Liu Ru pleaded again and again. Fortunately, the incense in Niutou Mountain was not prosperous and sparsely populated, so they took advantage of the evening to visit. As long as tomorrow's Oiran Contest passes, the life or death of this woman has nothing to do with them.

These days, these people have suffered from it, looking at the delicate figure dangling around, they only have greed, and they don't dare to touch her.

Liu Ru is face is cold, thin willow waist, the eyes of several big men wipe over her chest from time to time, and the plump buttocks, especially the towering white jade hydrangea on the chest, make them itch in their hearts. If it weren't for the fear of the obscene and vicious methods of the old man, I would like to drag her out and teach her the fierce tricks of the old tree and the old man's cart.

"Sons, there are not many girls in Jiangyunxuan, as long as it is past tonight, the brothers will have a good time. Who can't be energetic now, don't blame Lao Tzu for turning his face and being ruthless", obviously he saw that a few people were about to think about it, and said sharply in the carriage. One by one, he had already noticed it. This woman is indeed beautiful, he has been in this business for many years, and he has read countless women, and Liu Ru is the best.

The leader of the car behind rubbed the polished smooth wheel with two fingers, looking at Liu Ru is beautiful figure, "Tomorrow, as long as tomorrow passes, no matter how far this woman goes, how many playthings will be caught by her son?"

Suddenly, at the narrowest turn of the Huchou Cliff, a black shadow man, with a withered face, hideous and terrifying, motionless blocked the turn, and behind him was a cliff.