Chapter 185 The unknown past is like a knife cutting through the heart

Under the gaze of almost everyone in the lobby, Fang Jie walked up the stairs slowly. Anyone who often came to Hongxiuzhao knew that the real helmma Xi had not seen a guest for a long time. It is said that this woman has often left Hongxiuzhao in a carriage recently and went to Qingfeng Temple to sit with Xiao Zhenren.

In the eyes of secular people, Zhenren Xiao is a god.

A boss who is singing and dancing can have a good relationship with Zhenren Xiao, which makes people even more unpredictable about this woman named Xihuamei. However, when Hongxiuzhao opened, people were not surprised to say anything. So a story began to spread throughout Chang'an City, which was quite vicious... The general idea is that this woman has great charm and slept all over the high-ranking officials and nobles in Chang'an City.

For example, why would so many noble people support Hongxiuzhao's business?

It is not difficult to find out where this rumor comes from. The sour smell in the words can be smelled by smart people. Since Hongxiuzhao opened, the brothel business in Chang'an City has plummeted. Those rich and gentry with greasy faces suddenly became elegant. They would rather smash a lot of money to Hongxiuzhao and just listen to the song and dance than go to brothels. The white and clean red girls twitched their belly and hands.

In fact, it is simple. What the rich people need to show is nothing more than their own taste. They are rich, so they should try to show their superior status. Hongxiuzhao is their psychology, and they play luxury but elegant cards. No matter how good the brothel is, it is a bit vulgar.

Being able to offend the brothel industry in Chang'an City has shown that Aunt Xi is a person who is not afraid of making enemies at all. But speaking of this, compared with her, the owners of those brothels are really not on the same level.

So some people dare to spread some lies behind their backs, and those who are more courageous dare to hire a few gangsters to go to Hongxiu to spit some shit and urine at night. It is really on the surface. Anyone who sees you, you have to politely bow and say hello.

The entire Hongxiuzhao decoration is luxurious and luxurious, but it still can't find any vulgar places.

Fang Jie looked it carefully when he climbed the stairs and found that it was very different from the last time he came. It seemed that Aunt Xi also knew the harm of the four words visual fatigue, and she changed the inner layout style of the Hongxiuzhu from time to time.

On the stage downstairs, four beauties, like flowers, danced a song about the goddess flying in the sky. This dance is not a secret skill, and many songs and dances can be arranged. However, no matter which song and dance, it cannot be compared with the goddess flying in the sky. The fundamental reason lies in the dancers.

The four girls dancing had the same appearance and figure, outstanding dance skills, outstanding looks, and outstanding dance music choreography. Letting the four women with the same appearance dance at the same time, with the same movements, look pleasing to the eye. And most of the rich and powerful merchants watching the audience were itchy in their hearts. If they could take these four beauties together, roll back and forth on a big bed, hug the left and the right, it would be so ecstatic?

Sleeping at four beauties with the same faces makes many people drool if they think about it.

Unfortunately, these four beauties can’t see and touch them. The more they think about it, the more they can’t get it, and the more they can’t get it, the more they think about it.

Aunt Xi said at the window Fang Jie came up and walked back. Fang Jie went up to the third floor and sorted out his clothes, then knocked on the door. He heard him push the door and then pushed it in. When he entered the room, Fang Jie Jing earnestly gave a gift from a junior who met the elders, meticulously.

"I know what happened to you."

The first sentence of Aunt Xi made Fang Jie feel slightly shocked. How deep is this woman’s background? Not many people in the court knew about her being held in the secret jail of the Great Inner Guards. How did this boss of the singing and dancing industry who had already retreated to the second line get the news?

However, Fang Jie quickly found the answer. After he came back, he heard that the aunt often went to Taoist temples these days. Since that is the case... it is not difficult to know that Fang Jie was detained. Xiang Qingniu knows something, how could Zhenren Xiao not know?

"I've made the aunt think about it."

Fang Jie said with a slump.

Aunt Xi pointed to the chair not far away and said, "Don't pretend to be gentle, it doesn't like you."

Fang Jie chuckled, sat down on the chair and said, "I'm just back, so I'm in a hurry to say hello to you."

Aunt Xi ignored the lie and asked after a moment of silence: "Have you ever met the boss of Yunji Dog Meat Shop?"

"not yet"

Fang Jie answered truthfully.

"You should go and see her first. If she hadn't helped you fulfill your lie in front of His Majesty, not to mention that you could come out, you would have been cut off your head long ago."

"A lie?"

Fang Jie was stunned: "My aunt should just say it directly. Why am I panic when I listen to you?"

Xihuamei squinted her eyes and looked at him, then suddenly smiled and said, "Do you really think you are the disciple of Prince Zhong? In Fan Gu that day, he just sat with you and drank half a pot of pear blossom wine from the boss's wife Du Hongxian. That's all, why do you think you are his successor?"

Fang Jie's face changed and he couldn't help asking, "Auntie knows the details?"

Xihuamei paused and said, "If you really want to tell me what relationship is between you, you can regard him as your benefactor, but you are definitely not his successor. He just saw that you were about to die and saved you. He saved too many people in this world. It is really his bestowal on him for more than ten years of peace in the Sui Dynasty. Could it be that the people of the Sui Dynasty are considered his successors?"

These words were like a basin of cold water pouring on Fang Jie's head, causing his body to feel cold.

"You're lucky."

Aunt Xi looked at Fang Jie and said seriously: "I asked you to come upstairs just to let you understand this. You are just lucky. I will not say in front of others that you are not his successor, but you cannot regard yourself as his successor. You must do this."

Xihuamei said word by word: "It's not so easy to be his successor. You... don't have this qualification."

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The atmosphere in the room was a little cold, and Xi Huamei's words made Fang Jie speechless. At first, he didn't think he was really the descendant of Prince Zhong, but as there were too many people, he gradually thought that he was really? Moreover, this identity brought him infinite benefits, and he deserved to die, all depends on this identity.

The words of Xihua's eyebrows were like ice, which made Fang Jie feel cold.

If he really has no relationship with Prince Zhong, how can he gain a foothold in Chang'an? His Majesty and President Zhou suspected that he had a relationship with the Buddha Sect, but in the end he released him from the secret prison of the Great Inner Guard because of Prince Zhong's identity. If someone confirmed that he was a fake... Fang Jie couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.

The Supreme One sitting on the dragon throne was afraid that his body would be shaken by anger.

"Miss Xie reminds me, I remember."

After a long silence, Fang Jie stood up and leaned over and said.

Xi Huamei seemed quite satisfied with his reaction, and nodded and said, "I told you all this to make you understand a truth... Whether in Chang'an City or outside Chang'an City, if you just want to live with a false identity, you will sooner or later fall and never get up. For more than 100 years, the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty, there are many young talents who are more motivated than you and better than you in Chang'an City, and your good luck may not be able to accompany you for the rest of your life."

Fang Jie nodded, and then sat back silently.

The atmosphere was a little stiff and the topic seemed to have come to an end.

"If you have anything to ask, you can ask."

Xihuamei stood up, walked to the small incense burner and plucked the lid, so that the smoke came out was less. Fang Jie could feel from her previous words that the relationship between this woman and Prince Zhong must be extremely close. Otherwise, she would not have protected Prince Zhong so much, and even faced the successor meticulously, and no one would allow anyone to easily involve the man named Yang Qi.

She did not admit that Fang Jie was the descendant of Prince Zhong. As she said before, she did not think that Fang Jie was qualified.

"What did Prince Zhong do that day?"

Fang Jie hesitated for a while and chose the question he was most concerned about: "Why did you say I was about to die at that time? Prince Zhong saved me just out of pity?"

After thinking about it, Xihuamei said, "Do you still think that he has changed your physique?"

Fang Jie nodded: "When I was in Fan Gu, there were 128 blockages of qi holes, but since I drank with Prince Zhong that night in Yunji Dog Meat Hotpot, all this has changed. Although my qi holes were still not open, the changes in my body were obvious. If it weren't for his doing something, why would I have changed?"

Xihuamei asked curiously: "You have never thought that you are different from others? He is the most powerful person in this world, but he has not necessarily had the ability to turn a waste into a genius. Have you ever seen someone who can turn a stone into gold?"

Fang Jie was stunned and murmured: "But before I met him..."

"This is his reason for saving you."

Xihuamei said, "When he was in Hongxiuzhao that day, he saw something wrong with your body when he saw you. And he didn't do anything at that time because he hated the means in your body. I think he suddenly chose to save you before leaving because he felt that the means were disgusting, and you were innocent after all."

"What means?"

Fang answered the question.

"He just mentioned it to me."

After recalling, Xihuamei said, "Use your body to nourish poisons, destroy the Qi sea, block the Qi hole, and do something that is neither human nor ghost. That person's methods are still so shameless and disgusting."

If Fang Jie was completely awake when Xihuamei said that he did not admit that he was Prince Zhong, then this sentence was like pushing Fang Jie into an ice cave. He felt his body trembling slightly, and his hands and feet were almost frozen. Although he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence very much, he instantly understood that he was indeed a person-made thing... a shameful and disgusting test piece?

"Who is that person?"

When Fang Jie asked this, his voice was hoarse as if the strong wind blew across the rock next door. He subconsciously clenched his fists, and his palms were covered with sweat.

Asking Big Dog, Mu Xiaoyao, and Chen Qingfan didn't get the answer, but now it seems that it's about to say it from the mouth of the aunt Xi, who shouldn't have any knowledge and has nothing to do with him. Fang Jie's heart was like a giant wolf surging. He was scared and afraid, and he didn't even dare to ask this sentence. He found that he had been pursuing the truth for sixteen years, but was not ready to bear the truth.

"He only said it was that person, how did I know who it was?"

Xi Huamei's answer disappointed Fang Jie very much, but there was also a kind of relaxation that made him feel relieved.

She didn't know either, it was great...

For some reason, Fang Jie actually felt this kind of joy in an instant. He didn't even know what he was afraid of.

"but……"

Xihuamei continued, "The people he hates so much are naturally from the Mongolian Yuan."

"yes……"

Fang Jie trembled again and murmured: "Nine out of ten, he is naturally a man from the Mongol Yuan."

His body seemed to have just been washed, and the uniform of the martial arts academy was soaked in sweat and pressed against him. He leaned back dejectedly on the chair, with no trace of his eyes.

Xi Huamei was a little surprised at his reaction. After thinking about it, she smiled and said, "Why are you so paranoid? The person who harmed you may be a Mongol Yuan, but if you look in the mirror yourself, how can you look like a Mongol Yuan barbarian?"

Fang Jie was stunned for a moment, subconsciously raised his hand and stroked his face and asked, "Don't it look like it?"

Without waiting for the answer, Huamei slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "It really doesn't look like..."

At this moment, his mind suddenly lit up and seemed to be grasping something.

The big dog is from Shang, the Qilin and the Hengban are from Shang, and Mu Xiaoyao and Chen Qingfan are from Nanyan, and the Nanyan people are from Shang... So what about yourself?
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