Chapter 109: The Lowly Membership (1)

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"Smoke willows paint bridges, wind curtains are green at dusk, and there are hundreds of thousands of homes..."

Behind the gauze curtain, girl Lanxiang still hummed softly with her teeth half exposed.

The unruly and domineering shouts were still rippling outside the cabin.

"Today, God is going to demolish your broken ship. Someone is here..."

"I'll rush in and see who the hell stole my place!"

"And the old madam of this boat painting, how dare you play this trick with me?"

There were shouts one after another, and in the cabin, the faces of Xu Huizu and Zhu Gaochi turned green.

Zhu Yunxi was cracking melon seeds, listening to a ditty, and squinting at Zhu Gaochi, "You go and take a look?"

"I'll go now!" After saying that, Zhu Yunxi felt the table he was pressing on with his arms shaking, and Zhu Gaochi's fat body had already walked to the hatch of the ship.

"I'll go too!" Wei Guogong Xu Huizu was so embarrassed that he didn't even dare to raise his head, so he followed closely behind.

Zhu Yunxi smiled and glanced at Li Jinglong.

The latter acted as if nothing had happened, bobbing his head in harmony with the songstress' beat.

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"If you dare to stop me, hit me!"

Zhu Gaosui stood on the bow of the boat, dressed in a samurai girdle, pretending to be an ordinary official's son, and several young men around him did the same. Although they were not dressed in a high-profile manner, their expressions were particularly arrogant and ferocious.

"Get up!" Zhu Gaosui yelled angrily and rushed to the boat with him.

There were several strong turtle slaves on the boat, but they had no power to fight back against Zhu Gaosui and the others. Zhu Gaosui didn't even make a move. The young men around him were all Lian Jiazi when they made a move, and they would just curse and kill them.

The turtle slaves pushed him aside.caset

"Damn it, I've always been unreasonable, and there are still people who dare to be unreasonable..."

"The third child!"

With an angry shout, Zhu Gaosui was stunned, looked up, and murmured, "Boss?"

The fat Zhu Gaochi came out of the cabin, holding on to the railing and glaring at him, "Are you embarrassed? Why are you making such a fuss?"

"You...why are you here?" Zhu Gaosui shouted, his eyes brightening, "Oh, you robbed the boat I booked? The boss didn't do this, I finally booked it, and you robbed it?

"As he spoke, he walked forward quickly, "It's not enough for you to have so many girls in your house, why do you still want to come out to look for food?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhu Gaochi's face was ashen, "Shut up!"

"You're here and you still don't admit it... Hey, uncle!" Zhu Gaosui's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he saw clearly the Duke of Wei, Xu Huizu, who came out from behind Zhu Gaochi with his face as heavy as a dark cloud. "What's wrong with you?"

also?"

As he said this, he suddenly realized, "Boss, you actually brought your uncle here..."

"Idiot!" Xu Huizu was usually very well-mannered, but when he spoke, he was filled with thunderous fury and his eyes were as murderous.

Zhu Gaosui subconsciously shrank back and saw Xu Huizu coming angrily, "Uncle..."

The next second, Xu Huizu had already passed him and started punching and kicking several young people behind Zhu Gaosui, "Idiot! Idiot!"

It turns out that the young people following Zhu Gaosui are all nephews and nephews of the younger generation of the Xu family. They are all young men of 17 or 18 years old. Just now, they all behaved like the boss and the second child, but now they are facing Xu Huizu’s punch.

Hitting and kicking can only make you run away with your head in your hands.

"Hey, uncle!"

"Uncle!"

"Uncle!"

"Idiot!" Xu Huizu grabbed his nephew with his iron hands and slapped him back and forth with his big mouth like a windmill, "You are really promising!"

"Third Master, please speak!" The Xu family member who was beaten quickly begged Zhu Gaosui for mercy.

Zhu Gaosui, on the other hand, silently hid behind Zhu Gaochi. If Xu Huizu got angry, he would still be beaten even if he was the emperor's grandson. It was only natural for an uncle to beat his nephew.

"Uncle, let's do this for now!" Zhu Gaochi hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Xu Huizu, saying in a low voice, "There are so many people and so many eyes!"

"We usually ask you to follow the Third Master, but is this how you do it?" Xu Huizu cursed bitterly, "Bring him to a place like this?"

The nephew of the Xu family did not dare to speak loudly, so he could only tell in a low voice, "The third master came by himself!"

"You didn't stop me when I came!" Zhu Gaosui suddenly cried out, looked at Xu Huizu and immediately shrank his head, whispering, "Who knew you were here too?"

Zhu Gaochi held back his anger and said, "Say less!"

At this moment, someone else poked his head out of the cabin, and it was Deng Ping.

He looked at everyone with a smile and said, "I am listening to the show inside, please keep your voices down outside!"

Zhu Gaosui understood immediately, and his face turned pale.

Deng Ping has a nickname in the mouths of these emperors and noble descendants, Deng Erzongguang.

The great eunuch Wang Basha was the chief steward in the palace, but after the emperor left the palace, Deng Ping became the second steward.

"Who...is in there?" Zhu Gaosui's voice trembled.

Zhu Gaochi looked at him and nodded, his eyes full of anger.

"This? Isn't this fucking pleated?" Zhu Gaosui said to himself.

Then he slowly moved towards the side of the ship, "Boss, I have to leave first. I have something to do at home..."

"Guys, please stay outside. I said it's windy outside, so please come inside!" Deng Ping said with a smile again.

"Where to go?" Zhu Gaochi sneered, pulled Zhu Gaosui and said, "Let's go!"

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"The horses on the ancient road in Chang'an are running late, and the high willows are in chaos..."

Behind the gauze curtain, the lyrics in Miss Lanxiang's mouth were changed to a new song. Compared with the long and lively lyrics just now, this new lyrics was slightly more playful.

"The setting sun, the autumn wind, the eyes are broken for four days and droop..."

But after a change of tone, the playful voice suddenly turned into a bit melancholy.

Along with the singing, a picture emerges in people's minds. A young man holding a horse, wandering aimlessly under the sunset, full of sadness, because the world is so big but there is no place for him, and his talents cannot be used.

It’s so immersive!

"Good words!" Zhu Yunxi sighed, threw away the melon seed skin in his hand, took a sip of tea and glanced at Zhu Gaosui, who was standing at the hatch with his hands lowered and his head lowered.

"What's this word?" he turned around and asked.

Zhu Gaochi walked up to him and said, "Young man's journey, Chang'an Ancient Road, Ma Chichi!"

"I used to think that Liu Yong's poems were all about romance between men and women, but I didn't expect that these two poems today are so refreshing." Zhu Yunxi said in a low voice.

"The world says Liu Sanbian means that Liu Yong's writing style is not limited to..."

Before Zhu Gaochi finished speaking, Zhu Yunxi waved his hand again, "Stop talking and listen to her continue singing!"

Behind the gauze curtain, as the last scale of the pipa fell, Lan Xiang sang the last line, "The drunkard is bleak, not like last year!"

Then the lights suddenly dimmed, and the beautiful shadows behind the gauze curtain slowly disappeared, but the singing still lingered in my ears.

Then, a pretty little maid came in, gave everyone new tea, and then bowed and left.

These people in the romantic field are the best at distinguishing between characters. The people in front of them are obviously powerful and powerful. They are definitely not someone they can afford to offend. They can only serve them carefully.

"Master, what do you think?" Li Jinglong laughed softly.

"Not bad!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile as he took a sip of tea, "It sounds better than those stereotyped ones from Jiaofangsi!" After saying that, he paused and asked, "Who is this singer Lan Xiang from?"

"I was born in Lehu, Suzhou. My father is a famous Pingtan musician in Suzhou, and my mother is also a famous actress." Li Jinglong said with a smile, "I was born with a good voice, and I was already famous in Suzhou when I was thirteen!"

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