The Liyang Dynasty dominated the Central Plains for two hundred years, the pass was even the sky, the city was innumerable, among which there were five unique big cities, each city had a population of more than 600,000, concentrated in the hinterland of the Central Plains, the largest Chang'an population of up to one million, known as the world's first male city.

But there is another city, although it is not one of the five great cities, but its reputation is not below that of any of them.

In the world, as long as it is a man, he will want to take a look here in his lifetime.

The reason for this, of course, is not because there is a wealthy Lu family in the city that has been inherited for thousands of years and has been heirloom of poetry, but because those people in the buildings of Yehua City are more delicate than flowers, and their skin is like a creamy oiran.

Which boy with just the right youth doesn't think that sooner or later he will be the first in the world, unique, and should find a beautiful young lady as a partner and confidant when he first comes out of the rivers and lakes?

Even if you're not interested in Oiran, there are so many other interesting things you can find that interest you.

After many years, Li Wenshuo came to Yehua City again.

He walked on the familiar and unfamiliar streets, restrained his breath, paced, and even the black lines on his face disappeared, and he was not very old, so he looked like a young man who had just come out of the rivers and lakes and came to Yehua City to have fun.

But unlike others, he was followed by a girl dressed in white, with fluttering white clothes, a cold face, and a very fairy spirit.

It's the kind of Lord who knows at a glance that it must be a thousand miles away, and people can't help but get close.

But after all, in the blue sky and daylight, no one is so unruly, and these two, looking at it, know that it is not easy to mess with, no bird to try the depth of the water is not deep, and who dares to rashly go up and kick this board that I don't know if it is wood or iron?

Li Wenshuo naturally didn't come here to look for a girl, although he really wanted to find Miss Song Xue'er to catch up, but Luo Jiuyi was by his side, and he didn't have the guts.

The two of them walked on the street, very conspicuous, attracting people's attention, but they didn't care.

After a while, however, the front was blocked, and the crowd on the spacious street gathered in a circle to the left, at first thinking it was a vaudeville, but it didn't sound like it was.

Li Wenshuo squeezed forward, looked at the scene in front of him, was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but smile bitterly twice, his heart was turbulent again, and memories came flooding like a tide.

On the side of the street, there was a very handsome little lady who had been very handsome and beautiful all her life sitting on the side of the street, her eyes were blank, and the dried tears could be faintly seen on her cheeks, and in front of her was a white cloth, which was sunken and undulating, and it was obvious that it was a corpse.

Looking at this scene, Li Wenshuo suddenly remembered the story of Dong Yong selling himself to bury his father in the twenty-four filial piety, but Dong Yong was sold as a slave, and what should I do with the little lady who originally played the pipa in the teahouse?

A little girl, selling herself into slavery, is not just as simple as selling herself into slavery.

Doesn't her family still have a teahouse, which has been in business for many years, even if the business is not good, she should have some savings, why did she fall here, and what happened to it?

Li Wenshuo didn't know, he only looked at the little lady sitting on the ground in front of him, although she was born blind, but she was born pretty, and then dressed up, she was definitely a rare beauty.

In addition to a few squinting men standing in the field, there were also two ** old bustards, who were followed by the Tsing Yi little guy one by one, with enough money, all of them looked like they were bound to win.

Luo Jiuyi also stood beside Li Wenshuo, but she didn't squeeze it, as soon as the breath on her body was slightly revealed, the pedestrians around her subconsciously retreated and made way for her.

It seems that the lord of the city is patrolling the city, majestic and imposing!

This majesty is particularly eye-catching, even if the few people in the audience are arguing fiercely, they subconsciously look back, and everyone who sees her is slightly stunned.

This woman is so beautiful.

The woman had never seen it.

They swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, felt the breath of the woman in white, retracted their minds, and continued to quarrel, and passers-by also took their minds back, after all, the main event was still in front of them.

The Liyang Dynasty attached great importance to the funeral and waited for death as if it were life.

Therefore, funeral rites are also a very important part of filial piety, in the story of Liyang Teahouse, selling oneself as a slave in exchange for funeral expenses, and serving the souls of the ancestors has always been a story that cannot be told no matter how you tell it.

It was the tragedy of the times, but in the course of the tragedy, those who showed their personality and virtue from the filial piety that he adhered to.

In order to promote this spirit of filial piety, Confucianism also followed the hype, and sanctified the beauties who sent sacred love to Dong Yong into seven fairies, further interpreting that filial piety can not only win people's respect, but also sometimes find beautiful young ladies.

No one would accuse the little girl of selling herself on the street because of filial piety, partly because of respect, and most because they may have vested interests.

Just after the old bustard on the left with a little red mole on his eyebrows gritted his teeth and threw out the high price of two hundred taels of silver, everyone retreated a little, after all, she was just a handsome wild girl, and she was also a blind man, where was it worth so much silver.

The old bustard felt sorry for her silver on the surface, but she was very happy in her heart, others did not know, but she had heard of a very secret thing, and she did not know whether it could be trusted.

When Li Qingshan, the national teacher of the dynasty, once wanted to accept this girl as an apprentice, although he didn't know what was outstanding, but his own vision, how could he be compared with Li Lao's national teacher?

As long as you can buy it, a thousand taels of silver is worth it!

It's like a group of people who are shopping for a baby at the same time, they happily bid for it, and in the end, the one who is most willing to spend money gets what they want, which is fair, and no one is unconvinced.

At this time, there should have been polite applause from the audience, but someone interjected.

It was the woman in white who spoke, she took two steps forward, ignored the crowd, went straight to the eyes of the little lady, and said, "Would you like to go with me?" ”

As if she realized that someone was talking to her, Xiao Niang was stunned and raised her head slightly, but her eyes couldn't see, and the world in front of her was always dark, so she was a little confused.

At this time, the old bustard could no longer care about the awe of this woman, walked forward, and said: "What's the matter with you, it's hard for me to quarrel here for so long a day, or you want to come to my building for this little girl, that's fine, it's not impossible to let this little girl be a maid for you." ”

The old bustard broke her mouth, she had no fear, the ** behind her had the background of the City Lord's Mansion, and there were really few people who were afraid in this city.

And Luo Jiuyi didn't seem to see them at all, just staring at those godless eyes, condescending, not like he was asking, but like a queen from above giving orders.

The old bustard was a little annoyed, although she was in charge of a lowly position, but on weekdays, even if the characters who looked down on her saw her, they had to give her a little thin face.

Behind him, the two big-shouldered and round-waisted retinues had already begun to gear up, taking two steps forward with a hideous and malicious smile on their faces.

At this time, a black-clothed swordsman stood between them and the woman.

The swordsman's face was also as cold as frost, and there was no superfluous movement, just by looking at them, the cold murderous aura emanating from his pupils made them feel terrified, and they staggered and hurriedly retreated.

Li Wenshuo turned his back to Luo Jiuyi, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, this time is different from the past, and now with his eyesight, he can naturally see the extraordinaryness of this little lady.

The congenital sword fetus, the physique that really began to give birth to sword qi from the mother's womb, has the same root and origin as Shangguan Yu, and cannot be inherited by blood, and is more like a unique genius that can only appear among hundreds of millions of people.

People with this physique are especially suitable for sword training.

It's a pity that he is blind, and Li Wenshuo knows the importance of eyes to a swordsman, so he feels a deep pity in his heart.

But Luo Jiuyi didn't care, she stood there, giving orders like a queen, and no one could refuse what she said, and Xiaoniang was no exception.

She asked again, "Would you like to come with me?" ”

The sound of cars and horses was mixed in her ears, but the boiling voices began to gradually quiet, Xiao Niang raised her head, looked a little timid, and tried to ask, "What are you going to do with you?"

"You can do a lot of things, at the very least, no one can bully you. ”

This is overbearing and direct, and there is no basis for it.

But the little lady hummed softly and said, "I can hear that you are a good person, I will go with you." ”

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Chapter Summary The Liyang Dynasty reigned in the Central Plains for two hundred years, with countless cities, including five unique cities, each with a population of more than 600,000, concentrated in the hinterland of the Central Plains, with a population of up to one million in Chang'an, known as the world's first heroic city.

But there is another city, although it is not one of the five great cities, but its reputation is not below that of any of them.

In the world, as long as it is a man, he will want to take a look here in his lifetime.

The reason for this, of course, is not because there is a wealthy Lu family in the city that has been inherited for thousands of years and has been heirloom of poetry, but because those people in the buildings of Yehua City are more delicate than flowers, and their skin is like a creamy oiran.

Which boy with just the right youth doesn't think that sooner or later he will be the first in the world, unique, and should find a beautiful young lady as a partner and confidant when he first comes out of the rivers and lakes?

Even if you're not interested in Oiran, there are so many other interesting things you can find that interest you.

After many years, Li Wenshuo came to Yehua City again.

He walked on the familiar and unfamiliar streets, restrained his breath, paced, and even the black lines on his face disappeared, and he was not very old, so he looked like a young man who had just come out of the rivers and lakes and came to Yehua City to have fun.

But unlike others, he was followed by a girl dressed in white, with fluttering white clothes, a cold face, and a very fairy spirit.

It's the kind of Lord who knows at a glance that it must be a thousand miles away, and people can't help but get close.

But after all, in the blue sky and daylight, no one is so unruly, and these two, looking at it, know that it is not easy to mess with, no bird to try the depth of the water is not deep, and who dares to rashly go up and kick this board that I don't know if it is wood or iron?

Li Wenshuo naturally didn't come here to look for a girl, although he really wanted to find Miss Song Xue'er to catch up, but Luo Jiuyi was by his side, and he didn't have the guts.

The two of them walked on the street, very conspicuous, attracting people's attention, but they didn't care.

After a while, however, the front was blocked, and the crowd on the spacious street gathered in a circle to the left, at first thinking it was a vaudeville, but it didn't sound like it was.

Li Wenshuo squeezed forward, looked at the scene in front of him, was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but smile bitterly twice, his heart was turbulent again, and memories came flooding like a tide.

On the side of the street, there was a very handsome little lady who had been very handsome and beautiful all her life sitting on the side of the street, her eyes were blank, and the dried tears could be faintly seen on her cheeks, and in front of her was a white cloth, which was sunken and undulating, and it was obvious that it was a corpse.

Looking at this scene, Li Wenshuo suddenly remembered the story of Dong Yong selling himself to bury his father in the twenty-four filial piety, but Dong Yong was sold as a slave, and what should I do with the little lady who originally played the pipa in the teahouse?

A little girl, selling herself into slavery, is not just as simple as selling herself into slavery.

Her home is not yet

I will return from the wind and rain in Zhongzhou, and I hope that the country will be a hegemon.

In the southwest corner of the southwest, Zhu Si fought against hundreds of thousands of Qing troops many times in the south, Zhu Si lived and died several times; in the northwest, southeast, and the Central Plains, every time he went on an expedition, the Ming Dynasty grew an inch, and he wanted to reproduce the martial arts of Emperor Taizongwen.

From retaking the two capitals to unifying the whole country, he told the world what is the way of heaven.

Mobei Mongolia, Moscow, the Danube, every step of the Ming Iron Cavalry is a conquest.

In the South China Sea, he conquered India and the Middle East in the west, and he made the European powers sign unequal treaties.

The world is Ming's, and hell is Japan's.

Tremble! Great Britain, don't mess with the Ming.

Peter the Great, go to Zhu Si's banquet and dance.

The truth was only within cannon range, and the Germanic people were destroyed by this famous word of theirs.

Every city on the earth should be planted with the banner of the sun and the moon of the Ming Dynasty, and those who submit to the Ming Dynasty will enjoy the glory of the sun and the moon, and those who disobey the Ming Dynasty will suffer the judgment of God's whip.