Through this incident, Yan Zheng realized the importance of Ermo and Peng Ji. He had never discovered before that the way to open it was wrong. Ermo and Peng Ji were not as superficial as the fighting baby. They were multifunctional solutions.

The type of fan assistant... I can't click wherever I can!

At this moment, Yan Zheng suddenly realized that he was probably always sacrificing his roots and overestimating the few extra benefits given by the Lord of Penglai, thus ignoring the value of Ermo and Peng Ji. In fact, Ermo Peng Ji is the Lord of Penglai.

Give Yan Zheng the biggest plug-in.

Not only is he good at fighting but also very familiar with every grass and tree in Chang'an. This means that Yan Zheng brought a tour guide at any time to let him understand Chang'an faster and complete his own layout before others, thus gaining a relatively leading advantage...

While Yan Zheng was thinking, Feng Xiao gradually acknowledged the fact that Yan Zheng had lost his memory, enthusiastically took over Ermo's words, and continued to add to Yan Zheng: "

Kangfang and Chongrenfang are located in the north and south of the road. Candidates and candidates and candidates are at least thousands of people every year, gathering in the capital to take the election. These foreign candidates choose the first place to stay in Pingkang and Chongrenfang.

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The above two fangs "because one street is a serene street, it has always been a place where two cities are roaring day and night, and the lights are endless. The fangs in the capital are no different from each other." Pingkang fang became a place where prostitutes gathered in Fangqu.

I can imagine it!

Chang'an implements a very strict curfew system at night, from the evening drum at 1:00 to 21:00, 1:00 to 24 minutes) to the evening drum at 1:00 to 20:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00, 1:00,

At the morning clock at 5:30 (4:12), it is strictly forbidden for ordinary people to go out to the streets at will. Once they violate the ban, they will be caught. But there is a city that never sleeps in the Neifang in Chang'an, which is Pingkangfang.

Often there are princes, ministers and their children here to have fun all night long. If it is too late and they cannot return home before the evening drum, they will stay in Pingkangfang directly. This is why Pingkangfang is the only one in Pingkangfang.

The reason why other markets are more prosperous.

It is undeniable that Pingkangfang has the largest brothel in Chang'an, but brothels are not only a place for people to solve their physiological problems, but the brothels here are more important to send people's worries and find love."

After Feng Xiao finished speaking, Yan Zheng nodded at Feng Xiao in praise. Feng Xiao looked like a veteran old piaoke. He had never been in love more than ten times, so he could not express such a life experience.

Now Yan Zheng is becoming more and more confident. The place where the Lord of Penglai guides him to go is Pingkangfang. To be precise, he is to let himself participate in the Duzhi Competition. Most of the time it will appear in the competition. The opportunity to conquer Feng Xiao may also appear.

An unpredictable crisis of life and death...

Yan Zheng has to jump down, no matter how many swords and seas of fire, this is the plot of the Lord of Penglai, but there is no choice for Yan Zheng. If he does not go, although he temporarily escapes a great disaster of life and death, he also loses the first live news.

It is extremely unfavorable to Yan Zheng's future development.

What's more, risk means opportunity, the greater the risk, the greater the reward...

Almost without much hesitation in his heart, Yan Zheng decided to go to the conference to find out.

After making up his attention, Yan Zheng raised his head and rushed to Ermo and said, "Let's go, take me to Pingkangfang!"

Feng Xiao showed a look of surprise after hearing this, and Ermo's face immediately became dark and wanted to speak but stopped. He stammered for a long time and said in a dilemma: "Your Highness, you won't really want to attend the Duzhi Conference, right! The Prince of Yiguo

It is so concise to go to places of music and sex, compete with others for beauty, and fight for victory. How can it be? Telling it out will damage Your Highness’s image and the royal face. I hope the prince will think twice!”

Yan Zheng sneered and snorted coldly, "Ha~ Royal face, this corpse is full of the city, the dead bones are everywhere on the street, does the royal family still have face? The identity of the prince? This is even more a joke. Does anyone care about me, the prince now?

I wish I could die! Did Li Xiang and Wang Zhu treat me as the crown prince just now? Their attitudes represent the attitudes of most of the current kings, princes, generals and ministers!

I'm afraid one or two people have long thought of replacing it! Face is not given by others, so you have to earn it yourself!"

Ermo's eyes instantly dim.

"Your Highness, don't underestimate yourself..."

After saying a sentence, Ermo was speechless and didn't know how to comfort Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng smiled indifferently, patted Ermo's shoulder and said, "Look~ you don't know what to say, you also know that what I said is true. OK, don't be sad, take me to Pingkangfang to see it.

Look, I think this meeting is not that simple!”

Although Ermo was reluctant, he had no choice but to go out to the palace many times and knew better than Yan Zheng's current situation in Chang'an. The prince was talking about the truth, but he was a little unwilling to let go of himself and didn't want to face the reality.

Ermo walked in front of him in a daze, his back seemed so weak and desolate. Feng Xiao fell behind Yan Zheng and followed Yan Zheng, sighing with some admiration: "Mr. Ermo is worthy of being the chief minister of His Highness.

If loyalty is to be seen by the sun and the moon, if all the subjects in the world are as loyal as the Lord Ermo, why worry about the injustice in Chang'an!”

Yan Zheng smiled without saying a word, and secretly slandered himself in his heart, "With the Lord of Penglai who manipulated everything behind his back, it would be a damn thing that Chang'an could be peaceful!"

Maybe Ermo's resentment was too strong, or maybe the dry bones on the street were too depressed. After Feng Xiao finished saying this, everyone fell into silence and hurried away.

Only Little Peng Ji was restless in Ermo's arms, covering her eyes with her little hands, and then secretly glanced at the dead bones on the roadside in the cracks of her fingers. She wanted to do it but didn't dare to look at it, but she was curious in her heart. After reading it, she was frightened and scared.

Yan Zheng felt cute while his sometimes nervous and nervous behavior and movements. Yan Zheng also spent the whole way while observing Peng Ji's movements.

Time flies like water, Yan Zheng and his group quickly walked to the street near Pingkangfang. Through two streets, Yan Zheng could see the tall and luxurious buildings in Pingkangfang, like bamboo shoots that stood out.

There are about ten meters of other buildings.

Yan Zheng suddenly remembered something, turned his head to Feng Xiao beside him and asked, "Let me introduce Pingkangfang again. You have heard it before. I have forgotten a lot of things due to my memory. What I forgot is not as simple as a little bit.

I forgot everything. Everything in Chang'an is so strange to me. You can tell me what brothel women look like~"

After saying that, Yan Zheng blinked at Feng Xiao. Yan Zheng's curiosity about this mainly comes from his modern identity. In normal times, he often saw jokes on the Internet depicting ancient brothel women, including piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

He is proficient in playing and singing.

Now the princess in KTV will only urge you to drink, sing, and stop touching...
Chapter completed!