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"Flower picker, if I don't give you some benefits, you can give me this handsome boy. ”

The family called Shang Wenzao, who had been peeking at Jiang Yangsheng, pressed a chess piece at random and spoke.

"Hey, Shang Wenzao, gentlemen don't take away the favor of others, although we all know that you have that habit, but don't rob other people's sons. ”

Suddenly, someone around coaxed and said, after the young man named Shang Wenzao looked at Jiang Yangsheng, and then there was a strange look in his eyes inexplicably, which was about the love that the man and the man only saw.

"Don't change, don't change, this beauty is more important to me than anything else, I have to hold it in my hand and love it. ”

Chen Butterfly said with a smile, and her eyes looked at Jiang Yangsheng, who smiled politely.

"Don't even ask me what I'm getting it for?"

Shang Wenzao smiled.

"Tell me, if it makes me tempted, maybe I'll answer you. ”

Chen Butterfly sat at the Huanghuali table, and the face that had been slapped before hurriedly came over to serve with a flattering face, serving tea and water.

"Is that one on the ninety-ninth floor okay?"

"Really?"

Shang Wenzao nodded and said with a smile: "Seriously." ”

"Let me think about it. ”

Chen Butterfly thought for a long time, and finally shook his head silently and said: "The one on the ninety-ninth floor is indeed as beautiful as a flower, but I don't know how many hands it has passed, and it is not as comfortable as this young man. ”

Jiang Yangsheng stood aside and was completely speechless, this Chen Butterfly really didn't take himself seriously from beginning to end.

"It turns out that you are the famous 'flower picker' Chen Butterfly of Qinhuai River?"

Jiang Yangsheng asked with a smile.

"It turns out that there are still outsiders who know about me, but it's not as famous. ”

Chen Butterfly turned around with bright eyes, her vermilion lips twitched, and she smiled shyly.

"Your Chen Butterfly's name is not only famous in the Qinhuai River, it seems that you can't find a second one in the Great Zhou Dynasty. ”

Without waiting for Jiang Yangsheng to speak, Shang Wenzao, who was sitting in Chen Butterfly, was the first to speak.

The flower picker is really not a waste of fame, there are countless noodles under her hands, all of them are handsome young people, I heard that this good-looking Qinhuai River Chen Butterfly is a veteran in the bed, compared to some Oiran bustards are doing it, there are many rich children on the Qinhuai River who are willing to worship under her pomegranate skirt.

"Where is Childe from?"

"North Lai. ”

"Beilai!" Chen Butterfly said in surprise, "I think the son is also a big family." ”

Jiang Yangsheng shook his head with a smile, "An inconspicuous small family, and I am a concubine, and there is an unsuccessful brother and a father who can't distinguish wheat." ”

Chen Butterfly wiped her lips and asked with a smile, "Does Gongzi know His Royal Highness the Great Prince of Beilai?"

"Your Highness Jiang Huan you are talking about?"

Jiang Yangsheng pretended to be surprised.

"yes. ”

Chen Butterfly said innocently, her eyes were confused and erratic, like a young girl with a spring in her arms.

"The eldest prince is well known in Beilai, but some deeds are just hearsay, and I haven't even seen the face of His Royal Highness the prince, so I can't take it seriously. ”

"Then tell me everything you know. ”

Jiang Yangsheng untied the long sword at his waist, put it on the table, and then sat opposite Chen Butterfly, and said: "His Royal Highness the Great Prince can be described as an unattainable existence in our Beilai, he is different from the ordinary prince of the domain, because the King of Beilai has a hereditary replacement, so His Royal Highness Jiang Huan is the future King of Beilai, as long as the old King of Beilai abdicates, he will have 500,000 Beilai iron horses." ”

"Getting to the point!"

Chen Butterfly glared, half angry and half smiled, her face was so beautiful that people couldn't help but feel swaying.

"What's the point?"

Jiang Yangsheng pretended not to understand.

"Of course it's his debauchery. ”

Jiang Yangsheng sighed, and suddenly raised a few points.

Chen Butterfly was embarrassed and angry, and reached out a jade foot and kicked at Jiang Yangsheng.

Jiang Yangsheng took the opportunity to grasp the snow-white and soft jade feet that had no strength, grabbed them in his hands and stroked them carefully, and said to himself: "It turns out that the 'flower picker' wants to know this, and listen to it and say it well." ”

Jiang Yangsheng still grabbed the jade foot, choked the ankle with one hand, rubbed it with the other, and said in his mouth: "His Royal Highness the Great Prince is the benchmark for the children of Beilai, not to mention the unrestrained behavior of spending a lot of money and being angry for a red face, it is the kung fu that has been in the midst of thousands of flowers, and the leaves are not touched, and the kung fu that does not stick to the body is also envious of us small families." ”

Chen Butterfly let this profligate disciple despise herself, but her beautiful eyes were full of lust, and she said in a charming voice: "Childe is born to be the material of the face, and he is self-taught. ”

Jiang Yangsheng just smiled and gently pinched her instep, causing Chen Butterfly to laugh coquettishly.

"I've heard that some courtesans in the Qinglou of Beilai have rolled over the sheets with His Royal Highness the Great Prince. I've heard about it·······"

"What did you hear?"

Chen Butterfly poked her head out and asked curiously, she seemed to be very curious about everything about Jiang Huan.

At that moment, Jiang Yangsheng leaned over and whispered a few words in her ear, only to see that this Qinhuai Heqi woman, known as the 'flower picker', turned out to be shy, and a crimson color extended along the large snow-white breasts to the jade neck, she gently hammered Jiang Yangsheng's chest a few times, and said coquettishly: "You are so bad, is this true?"

Jiang Yangsheng couldn't help but smile, and said, "Naturally, take it seriously." ”

Chen Butterfly still couldn't help but cover her cherry mouth and muttered: "Twenty ······ a night of royal maids"

Jiang Yangsheng laughed evilly twice, and said: "I heard that His Royal Highness the Great Prince Jiang Huan is even more handsome and abnormal, more beautiful than ordinary women, and more heroic than men. ”

These words are mixed between truth and falsehood, Jiang Yangsheng almost held Jiang Huan to the sky, and he felt that it was really a comfortable thing to flatter Jiang Huan in front of the 'flower picker'.

"I heard one more thing. ”

"Say it quickly. ”

"I heard that Jiang Huan also has a younger brother, and his appearance is also very good, he can be regarded as a suave and suave person, and the jade tree is in the wind. ”

"I've also heard of this second son of Beilai. It's just that in the future, according to the rules of the Great Zhou Dynasty of 'establishing a descendant but not a concubine, establishing a long and not a young', these two sons have no hope of becoming the king of Beilai. ”

Jiang Yangsheng shook his head with a wry smile and explained, "I heard that the relationship between the two sons of Beilai is surprisingly good. There was no gap between the two of them. ”

Chen Butterfly sneered, poked out a jade finger, pointed it in front of Jiang Yangsheng and said with a smile: "Then do you say that it is better to be the princess of Beilai, or the wife and concubine of the second son?"

Jiang Yangsheng shook his head and said seriously: "If you want me to say, it's still not a good princess, isn't there a saying that 'as soon as the Houmen enters the deep sea, Xiao Lang is a passer-by from now on'If you enter the palace, you must not suffocate Sister Butterfly to death." ”

Chen Butterfly's beautiful eyes glanced at Jiang Yangsheng, not angry at all, "What? curse me to death, look at your eloquent little mouth, I think you have deceived the yellow flower girl." ”

"It's to lie to Sister Butterfly, isn't my sister also a yellow flower girl?"

"This little mouth is so sweet, it's like eating a peach, follow me in the future, let me feel sorry for you. ”

Jiang Yangsheng smiled.

At this time, Shang Wenzao, who had been lowering his eyebrows and bowing his head silently, got up and proposed, which immediately attracted the approval of several wealthy and powerful people around him, and the reason why they were able to appear on this painting boat on the Qinhuai River was all for Chen Butterfly, although in the eyes of many people, ' Flower picker's Chen Butterfly is a broken shoe, but after all, she is very famous on the Qinhuai River, and many families are proud of being able to go to her bed and capital, as long as they can be looked down upon by Chen Butterfly, they have become the capital for these families with extraordinary hobbies to show off. Moreover, Chen Butterfly is ranked in the top ten on the beauty spectrum of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and her appearance naturally makes many people covet, and her family background is not bad, so even if she has raised hundreds of noodles, many people are eager to enjoy it.

Everyone walked to the deck of the painting boat, Jiang Yangsheng and the face of the Chen butterfly walked at the end, Jiang Yangsheng turned a blind eye to the unkind eyes cast by this extremely feminine face, and seemed to feel a little disgusted, Jiang Yangsheng, who has never liked men, had a kind of disgust that was difficult to hide when he saw the man's pretentiousness.

The literati are despised by each other, and the women are jealous.

This kind of thinking is deeply ingrained in Jiang Yangsheng's heart, and when he sees the jealous side of a man, he has a kind of disgust that is difficult to hide, which comes from the bottom of his heart and is difficult to eliminate.

The face that was originally full of provocation and jealousy was first seen Jiang Yangsheng stretch out his hand and press on the long sword at his waist, and he was suddenly frightened, his face turned pale, and he couldn't care about his face, and ran to Chen Butterfly to complain, but was slapped to the ground by Chen Butterfly.

Everyone cast an unusual look at Jiang Yangsheng, in front of them that this red-furred man was already a 'flower picker', but they didn't expect his temper to be so unruly, and they would face each other with swords at every turn.

These people who live in the south and are accustomed to being comfortable will naturally not understand the temperament of the barbarians in Beilai. In their eyes, Beilai is a fashionable and blood-drinking barbarian land, the people's wisdom has not been opened, and when they scolded Beilai, they were the most fierce scolding of this group of spineless cold men in the south, but they didn't know that if it wasn't for a Qinhuai River to block it, Beilai's hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen would have already set foot on the fertile soil in the south of the Yangtze River.

Of course, even Chen Butterfly's face can walk sideways on the Qinhuai River, so even if he is dissatisfied, he does not show or express himself.

Everyone stands at the head of the delicate painting boat of the carved beams and paintings, the Qinhuai River in the distance is gorgeous and colorful, and the river water is colorful under the illumination of many Chinese lanterns.

I saw that above the river in the distance, several painting boats hanging with various colored lanterns floated quietly on the river surface, and the rich smell of algae poured into the nose.

There are poor talents, sour people, selling gorgeous rhetorical poems by the riverside, or all kinds of thrilling juggling to applaud people, or the old bustard turtle in the Qinglou in the public auction of the Oiran girl, this night Qinhuai River is a microcosm of the extravagant life of the Great Zhou, all kinds of fun are numerous, it is really in response to the sentence 'The warm wind makes the tourists drunk, only Qinhuai is the capital'.

In the distance, a brightly lit painting boat slowly sails along the river, and several lanterns hang high in the bow.

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