"A young man in bright clothes and an angry horse enters Guan Mountain year after year. Where is the moon beside Guan Mountain? He is afraid that his white bones will be painted red. A son of a good family in the ten counties of Yunzhou, weeping and complaining that the front is in vain. Once the fragrant curtains are moved by the wind and flowers, the fragrant grass

Year after year comes hatred."

Suddenly, I heard the faint sound of orchestral music on the water in the distance, as if someone was playing a pipa and murmuring. The sound was plaintive and the words were crying. Sandwiched in the cold winter wind, the listener's heart felt even colder.

"Uncle Yin, where is that? Who is crying there?" The young man on the BMW car leaned his head back out of the window, wrapped himself in clothes, and asked the middle-aged man driving the car.

"The emperor is still young, so it's better not to know." The middle-aged man touched the mustache under his nose and smiled unnaturally. The gold medal around his waist swayed with the rhythm of the horse's hooves.

"I'm already fifteen years old, why are you treating me like a three-year-old? The ancients said that Gan Luo became prime minister at the age of twelve, and Yue Yun joined his father's army at the age of twelve..." The young man's curiosity was aroused,

He said a lot of truths with an unconvinced look on his face.

"Who is Gan Luo? Who is Yue Yun? Which dynasty, generation and country is he a famous official? Are there any historical records? Why have I never heard of it?" Uncle Yin looked confused.

Although he was born in the military, he had been a personal guard of the Crown Prince for many years and had been influenced by many poems, books and etiquette. Asking himself, he could not be regarded as a rough person, but he had never heard of this long list of celebrity allusions from the young man's mouth.

Apparently, he underestimated this illegitimate child along the way!

"Well, take me over there and I'll tell you who they are." The young man pretended to be serious and smiled mischievously.

"Reporting to the emperor and grandson, we have important things to do when we enter the capital this time. We have just entered the imperial city, and you have to go there to see what's new. If we miss something important, I can't afford it!" Uncle Yin looked embarrassed.

, lowered his head and bowed to the young man, his posture was very humble, but there was a hidden threat in his tone.

"Since you respect me as the grandson of the emperor, then I am the master and you are the servant. Now, I order you to change your route! I want to go there today to take a look!" Xiao Chengfeng's expression changed and he ordered condescendingly.

I am not afraid of heaven or earth, so why should I be afraid of this little threat?

"In this land of fireworks and willows, it is better for the emperor and grandson to cherish his own reputation!"

"I'm just an illegitimate child you picked up at random. Why should I care about my reputation?"

"Even if you don't care about your own reputation, if the news spreads, where will the face of His Majesty and Prince Mian be put? The emperor and grandson entered the capital this time and were granted official titles.

, there is still a great future waiting for you! If you really like this romantic land, why not be patient and have the right to do so. After joining the register, you will have thousands of gold, thousands of fine wines, three thousand beauties, everything you need! I tell you,

After the canonization tomorrow, I will take you to a good place to see what it means to be in the capital of glory, to kill bones and to lust after souls."

Uncle Yin saw that the threat was useless to him, so he changed his tone to an instructive tone. His eyes turned rapidly, and his smile gradually became wretched. With that look, he was obviously a frequent visitor to Fireworks Willow Alley.

Lu Chengfeng looked at his pretending to be sincere and somewhat flattering, and let out a long snort from his nose.

During his stay in Biyun Valley, he also gave full play to his work skills as a bank clerk in his previous life. He was very good at making small calculations and was really a good hand in managing finances in their tantric sect. However, he loved money and he loved money openly.

, without any hesitation, even if everyone laughs at him and calls him a "little money addict", he is still enjoying himself.

The old Yin in front of me talks openly about keeping himself clean, but behind his back he is a man who steals and prostitutes. His words and deeds are inconsistent and contradictory. He really wants to be a bitch and build a memorial at the same time! What kind of advice is there to be patient? It is simply getting more and more complicated.

Outrageous!

The fifteen-year-old's eyes were lit up with anger. Before, I was just slightly curious about the sad singer, but now my heart was filled with anger and I had to go!

I saw him lift the bead curtain, turn around and dismount, and said, "Not only do I want to go now, but I also want to walk without changing my name, sit without changing my surname, and walk out in an upright manner! You don't have to follow me!"

Just wait here!"

After that, he flicked his sleeves and walked away. Old Yin was left standing there like a goose, with his mouth wide open and a look of astonishment on his face.

He groped away following the ethereal singing. It was a water pavilion and singing platform, standing on the bank of the Ying River in the prosperous West Market of Beijing City, reflecting the red lights and greenery into the water of the Ying River.

In the blurry space, I saw the singing woman, dressed in red, but her back was extremely thin. After singing, she lowered her head and covered her face in tears.

Some of the spectators who were watching were in tears, some were sighing, and some were quite impatient.

"I just spent money to have fun, why are you singing sad music for me? It's not like attending a funeral!" A voice shouted loudly, "Someone is here! Get someone else!"

"Tang Gongzi, please be patient. This girl just escaped from Yunzhou after her father, mother and brother died. She has just joined the industry.

I'm ignorant, please forgive me, sir." A heavily-made-up madam lowered her eyebrows, fearing to offend the person who was causing trouble.

"Are all the girls in Tianxianglou dead? How can a person like you, who is here to attend a funeral, come out to relieve the boredom of men?" Mr. Tang slapped the table loudly. It seems that he has always been arrogant and domineering.

What a sweet master.

Several young masters and servants accompanying him also started to boo:

"That's right! Why don't you change someone quickly!"

"You have offended our Mr. Tang, but you can't bear it and just keep walking!"

"Who doesn't know what our Mr. Tang is like? Stop talking nonsense, or we will destroy your Tianxiang Tower."

"Young Master Tang, don't look at this girl, she sings so miserably. This is a gift I specially prepared for you..." The old bustard smiled evilly and leaned into the young master's ear.

Go and say something softly.

The young man surnamed Tang slapped his thigh and laughed loudly and proudly, "I didn't expect this girl is still a baby! Okay! It's better to choose a different day, so let's do it tonight! It's been a long time since I had something new! Haha!

Hahahahahaha..."

The people accompanying him also looked happy and commented in various directions:

"It's hard to find a baby in Jinghua City now!"

"Isn't that right? With your status, it's not easy for you and me to tease women from good families!"

"Congratulations to Brother Tang, you will be the groom again tonight."

"Next time you have a drink, share this romantic story with us!"

"Brother Tang, a moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold. I'll take my leave first."

All the people dispersed. The remaining woman was frozen on the spot, her body trembling.

The old bustard pushed the woman hard into the arms of the young master surnamed Tang. The woman struggled desperately and cried out at the top of her lungs: "No! I agreed that I will only perform my art and not sell myself! No!"

"It's no use letting you scream!" The old bustard scolded him fiercely, raising his eyebrows.

Turning his face, he pointed lightly at the small pavilion in the forest on the side of the waterside pavilion, and said with a flattering smile, "I have prepared an upper room for you. It is a separate small building. You can enjoy this night."

No one will come forward to disturb Chunxiao. This girl who can kill a thousand swords will definitely not be able to escape from your grasp!"
Chapter completed!