Wang Qiong ran Chen Qingniu's firewood house more and more diligently, the last two times also specially brought a lot of silver good wine, today is a pot of high-quality bamboo leaves, plus a large bag of lo-mei, no longer condescending to Chen Qingniu, self-surrendering identity, very enthusiastic to call brothers, a few more heartfelt greetings.

Chen Qingniu has seen a lot of Liulifang's situation that is not as good as pigs and dogs in the future, and he did not put on a rampant posture of being ambitious, in front of Wang Qiong, he still regarded himself as a little minion, Wang Qiong was happy, his face was red, and he was drunk and talking, Chen Qingniu didn't care if this man was really drunk or not, he usually coped with it.

Wang Qiong left the firewood room, the braised meat was cleaned, and most of the bamboo leaves on the small bench were left, which were intended to be left for Chen Qingniu to enjoy.

Chen Qingniu looked at the pot of wine and said to himself: "The world is insightful, the university asks, this martial artist with a rough appearance and a heart like fine hair has really taught me a lot of useful things." ”

In addition to Wang Qiong, some unfamiliar servants are enslaved, and some maids who have never been stingy and flattering are willing to come to the firewood room to sit for a while, Chen Qingniu can't find it when he cries and laughs, it seems that with a hook of his fingers, he can make one or two gorgeous maids who are dissolute by nature take off their clothes, and lie on this awkward bed board with white and tender stripes, and let him pick them. Liu Qi's kid must have been so red three years ago, I don't know how he is doing in the palace now, Liu Qi's life is hard, and he shouldn't be able to die.

Suddenly there was no stinging pain for a whole hour, Chen Qingniu was not very comfortable, lying on the raw and cold bedboard, looking at the night sky through the dilapidated and decaying windows of the firewood room, and there were four impressive images in his mind: the composure of the little girl in the brilliant Dong Mansion facing the long sword.

The peerless demeanor of the purple-robed Pang Shilang.

The groom held out two fingers and moved the plate slightly.

Finally, Mrs. Fan's eyes like ice and snow and the plump and delicate body that form a stark contrast are seductive.

Chen Qingniu laughed at himself: "Liu Qi, Liu Qi, I used to scold you for staring at women with fat breasts and small buttocks and waists, it seems that the two of us are half a catty." The only thing that is stronger than you is that I don't reject the slender and small yellow flower girl at the same time. ”

Thinking of this stubble, Chen Qingniu somehow remembered the picture of "Yan Wang Xingxing Xiao Xue Hou", and then thought of the back of Yuhui Zhaorong who arrived at Liulifang on the first day, and the last Zhaorong.

Quite like that.

Chen Qingniu slowly fell asleep with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and before falling asleep, he had only one dirty thought: Damn, it's time to find a girl for the little brother in the crotch who has been dependent on him for sixteen years, or he will worry about it every morning when he gets up and carp is stiff.

Wake up early in the morning and continue to practice hard the inferior style from Wang Qiong. Chen Qingniu was shocked to find that his eyesight had been fully restored, and even felt clearer than before, and he bumped into beautiful singers and maidservants on the road, and with a light glance, he could see their eyelashes, or the soft fluff on their delicate ears. Not to mention that you can estimate the weight of the girls' breasts with the rich experience you have learned from Liu Qi.

Twisted and turned, he came to the glazed courtyard without hurry, cleaned the courtyard, fed the fish, wiped the stone table, rattan chairs and mandarin duck chess pieces, the life was not heavy, but he was meticulous, the box of unicorn jade chess pieces on the stone table, lost one, broke and worn a little, and he couldn't afford to pay for his life.

The Qing Qi'er was still reluctant to come to the courtyard to sit down, and did not give Chen Qingniu a chance to see his face at all, and the small building was extremely quiet and deep.

Chen Qingniu gradually faded his thoughts about the woman who was a master of the tune and the qin and the golden scriptures.

Mrs. Fan is enough.

This is, of course, Chen Qingniu's delusion.

However, Mrs. Fan is indeed a first-class charm, she is tall, taller than ordinary men, standing in the middle of the women, she is even more outstanding, her legs are especially slender, she walks dignified and virtuous, there is no smell of Qinglou women, even if she is already wearing loose clothes, her chest is still proud, and her buttocks fully meet the common requirements of Chen Qingniu and Liu Qi's two chicks "round and straight", so look at her face, the lady is graceful, and look at her back, she is full of charm and beauty.

Thinking about it carefully, Chen Qingniu also shook Mrs. Fan's jade hand.

It's a pity that at that time, in addition to being nervous, I was apprehensive, and I didn't have the time to rub and experience.

Chen Qingniu hated.

That's Mrs. Fan, a woman who is even more difficult to kiss Fangze than the "incense pendant fan" of Liulifang.

Chen Qingniu stood under the purple bamboo bush and sighed, unaware that there was a hunchbacked old woman standing behind him, who was not only indifferent and cold, but also disdainful of him. Chen Qingniu always had a helpless delusion: Could it be that I owed this old woman tens of thousands of dollars in my last life?

The hunchbacked old woman should have a pair of good phoenix eyes when she was young, but she has an ancient appearance, and the long eyes of the autumn water are no longer charming, but they add a bit of yin and cold to her, the old woman stood behind Chen Qingniu with a straight face, and sighed after listening to the sigh of half a pillar of incense time, and looked displeased, but it has not interrupted Chen Qingniu's reverie.

Until Chen Qingniu was suddenly startled, turned around, and smiled, Chen Qingniu was handsome, for some reason, Wang Qiong and his group were strange in their hearts that Chen Qingniu was still the same Chen Qingniu, the carp jumped the dragon gate, still gentle and frugal, but it was wrong to look at it, and it felt very different from before.

The old woman glanced at Chen Qingniu's eyes, frowned and frowned, her face became more and more hateful, and she said lukewarmly: "Little cub, you are filthy and unclean, and you will go upstairs to probe your brain in the future and gouge out your dog's eyes." ”

Chen Qingniu narrowed his eyes, looked at the old woman who was not good at speaking, he rubbed his hands and smiled.

If it was in the past, Chen Qingniu was still the lowest errand boy, he must have licked his face and waist, only dared to slander in his stomach, and never dared to leak the slightest bit on his face, but after Dong Fu killed people in one go, Chen Qingniu's whole spirit suddenly changed.

His changes, the layman is just a vague feeling, Mrs. Fan, the top figure in the mountains outside the world, only to understand that it is the innate treasure of the military family - the birth of the martial fetus of the military class, which makes Chen Qingniu in the martial arts, like the status of Liulifang, the tide rises, surprisingly fast.

Seeing Chen Qingniu's attitude, the old woman's face became even colder, and she said bluntly: "Little brute, do you really think that if there is a little woman Fan Xuanyu to support you, I won't be able to cure you?"

Fan Xuanyu?

Mrs. Fan's name?

Chen Qingniu was stunned for a moment, she thought that this old woman was just a character born from an old bustard, relying on her old qualifications, she sneered at the characters outside the glass courtyard, but now listening to the tone, it is not like an ordinary old woman, the coldness on her body is more fierce than Xiao Wan'er, who is mediocre, calling the name of the owner, a big disrespectful act, the countless ministers under the skirt of Liangzhou don't dare to wear the incense pendant fan, right?

Chen Qingniu saw the wind and turned the rudder, and said with a flattering smile: "The old lady is serious, the little one is only the last person in the workshop, and he has been blessed with great blessings, so he can enter the fairyland-like glass courtyard, I am only worried that I am not enough to serve the young lady of the fairy characters, how dare I make a mistake." Occasionally, I have the courage to look at Xiaolou once or twice, but I feel that the young lady's piano sound is excellent, and I only have reverence in my heart, and I don't dare to have the slightest crooked thought. In the future, the small ones will never look at the small building again, and will only bow their heads and do things. ”

The old woman snorted coldly, "The sharp teeth of the next work dirty my ears." ”

Chen Qingniu nodded frequently and said, "The old lady taught me a lesson." ”

The old woman turned around and left, and walked into the small building, the door of the small building creaked and closed, Chen Qingniu didn't see her do it, such a strange method surprised him.

Outside the door of the glazed courtyard, there was a little maid dressed brighter than the ordinary singer and girl dance in the workshop, with a proud expression, Chen Qingniu hurriedly greeted her, she glanced at Chen Qingniu with slanted eyes, and said: "My young lady is going to come to the courtyard in a while, you let the little girl in the building prepare early." ”

After speaking, she didn't allow Chen Qingniu, who had a difficult face, to complain, and left directly. Chen Qingniu walked back to the courtyard with a bitter face, wandering outside the small building, not knowing how to speak. The door slowly opened, and the elusive old woman stood at the door, and said with a calm face: "Little slave, get away." ”

Chen Qingniu, who was not a person inside and outside, returned in vain, stood beside the celadon jar, looked around, and then secretly spat inside, seeing those red carp whose tails had more status than him in the Liuli Courtyard, thinking that sooner or later they would be steamed and boiled.

After a while, a group of people with great pomp and circumstance entered the courtyard, led by a woman with a charming body, petite and exquisite, with a white complexion, this little lady has a small but fat body, and the end is rare. She was followed by five or six personal maidservants, and Chen Qingniu greeted her with a smile

I thought it was another scolding, but I never thought that the little lady with silk and brocade smiled lovely, like a spring breeze, and said to Chen Qingniu: "You are Emperor Chen Qingdi, who was named by Li Zhuangyuan?"

Chen Qingniu nodded hurriedly. The smiling woman in front of her and the subordinate behind her who disdainfully Chen Qingniu are in stark contrast, making her more and more approachable.

She entered the courtyard, sat down on the rattan chair, picked up a unicorn white zi, and put it in the middle of the chessboard in the Tianyuan position, waited for a stick of incense time, the maids behind her all looked in the direction of the small building, with an angry face, she looked up at Chen Baixiong who was standing a little farther away, and asked with a smile

Said: "Emperor Chen Qing, can you talk?"

Chen Qingniu said softly: "Yes." ”

She beckoned and said softly, "Come and accompany me in the next game." ”

Chen Qingniu honestly trotted over, sat down tremblingly, and played a game of Go with this beautiful and delicate woman, Chen Qingniu's chess strength was mediocre, and he was killed to lose his armor and be embarrassed, the woman was slightly disappointed, lost interest, no longer stared at the chessboard, leaned on the rattan chair, looked at the purple bamboo, and chuckled: "It's a lot more lush, I planted it at that time, but there were no bamboo leaves." ”

Chen Qingniu finally knew who the woman in front of him was.

The big Oiran of Liulifang, "incense fan pendant" Qin Xiangjun.

Known as the beauty of the pearl ten hundreds, the leader of nearly 10,000 green buildings in the entire Suzaku Liangzhou. She went out of the glass courtyard back then, and she became a blockbuster.

She got up delicately and lazily, smiled, and said, "What a big shelf." This is just Qingling, if it becomes a red card in the future, she must not be a queen. ”

Chen Qingniu bowed his head and was silent, how dare he interject, the gods are fighting, people like him only have the sake of watching the nose and nose, and it is good not to be affected by the pond fish.

She looked at Chen Qingniu, her autumn eyes contained an indescribable demeanor, and she said softly: "Emperor Chen Qingniu, if I don't tell Mrs. Fan, you go to my small courtyard, don't dare to say anything else, there will always be less anger." ”

Not to mention, Chen Qingniu was really moved.

Qin Huakui's Liuying courtyard is a well-known blessed land in Liulifang, one of the workshops all say that the owner of the courtyard is Bodhisattva's heart, never beats and scolds the next person, and the salary is also high, and even gives some reward money during the New Year's holidays, and the second is that the Liuying Courtyard is Qin Huakui's territory, ordinary men can't enter at all, and the powerful Liangzhou miscellaneous general is still turned away, so there is no need to worry about being troubled by bad prostitutes, and those who are qualified to enter the courtyard are also read on the face of the incense pendant fan, and the temperament.

Finally, last night, Chen Qingniu was still quietly thinking about finding a little lady for the little brother in the crotch of his pants, isn't this exactly the kind person who went to the toilet without bringing toilet paper? Chen Qingniu's head turned sharply, weighing the pros and cons, thinking that he had a little friendship with Mrs. Fan and the powerful groom, and opened his mouth to ask for it, maybe he would go further.

Just when Chen Qingniu was about to give it a go.

The door opened.

Qing Qi'er walked out accompanied by the old woman, she didn't seem to understand the world at all, and she didn't look at Qin Huakui, who was second only to the owner of Liulifang, but just glared at Chen Qingniu fiercely, and said coldly: "One day is my minion, and it will be my whole life, and if I am killed, it is still my ghost." ”

Chen Qingniu immediately felt cold.

Finally saw Qing Qi'er's face, consistent with the rumors in the workshop, her appearance is not stunning, in Chen Qingniu's opinion, it is almost the same as Xiao Wan'er, looking at it, Chen Qingniu is a little familiar, and finally remembers, she is the jade emblem Zhaorong who sat in the last carriage that day, her back is delicate, and she is about to float away when the wind blows.

Listening to her vicious words, Chen Qingniu became more and more determined to leave the glass courtyard as soon as possible. As the old saying goes, reading a book and listening to people play the piano are the same, this Zhaorong prostitute has a very different style of playing the piano for two days, and in Chen Qingniu's opinion, she must be a capricious woman. Stay away and leave early.

Oiran Qin Xiangjun has seven exquisite skills, and he is perfect in observing words and colors, and when he looks at Chen Qingniu's face a little, he knows that this little guy is thinking about seven seven or eighty-eight, so he adds fuel to the fire, and it is exactly the same as Qing Qi'er, he does not look at each other, but looks at Chen Qingniu with a smile and says: "Emperor Chen Qingniu, clean up, I will go to say hello to Mrs. Fan first, and I can go to Liuying Courtyard to play chess with me tomorrow at the latest." ”

Qing Qi'er still squinted a pair of Danfeng eyes that were much more brilliant than hers, stared at Chen Qingniu, who was sandwiched in the middle, and hooked the corners of her mouth, and spit out a word: "Dare?"

Now, it is difficult for Chen Qingniu to make wall grass.

The white-haired groom appeared at the gate of the courtyard like a savior, shouting: "Chen Qingniu, Mrs. Fan called you over, don't slack off." ”

Chen Qingniu, who was in a cold sweat, was relieved, resigned from the two competing fairy sisters, and quickly ran out of the land of right and wrong.

The white-haired groom led Chen Qingniu to his small courtyard, located in the northernmost corner of Liulifang, no one cared, Chen Qingniu was suspicious, after sitting down, he turned out a plate of peanuts, picked up the green gourd wine jug, raised his head and took a sip, and said: "Mrs. Fan didn't call you, I wanted to explain something to you." ”

Chen Qingniu became more and more puzzled, although the man in front of him was just a groom, he was obviously the henchman of the owner, Mrs. Fan, that day in the Dong Mansion, if he hadn't set up a strange spell, Chen Qingniu was afraid that he would not be able to please the bloated Dong Zhuo alone, let alone escape from the purple-robed Pang Shilang.