Scream~~

Scream~~

The wooden barrel shook gently and moaned, the peonies embroidered in the gauze screen stroked, and overlapping figures splashed with water behind them. Bai Yunxiang held the towel in her hands and pushed the thin back, rubbing the fine and dense white mud.

The slender jade fingers poured water on it, washed it open, leaned over and pressed it against the man's back, and carried the petals of water-widthed blooming at the fingertips.

"......In the past, I heard people talk about Chang'an and were envious. I never thought that one day I would see this prosperity. Just the past few streets are more people coming and going to Feihu County. Uncle, do you think there will be a place for us to settle down in such a big city?"

"You said the same thing to my father. Since you are here, you can live a life." Geng Qing lay on the edge of the bucket and looked as light as a Buddha. The woman was still rubbing against his back with soft jade, looking straight at the screen, thinking about the next arrangement.

"The name of the Golden Knife Gang cannot be used in the future. It is easy for people to catch these fights, killing and killing under the emperor's feet, and there is no place to die."

The sound of water was rippling, and the woman squeezed to the side, stretched out her hand and gently blew her hair: "Well... uncle thinks, what's the name?"

"I haven't thought about it, so I won't call you for now. When I come here, I always have to find some things for them, and I can't spend all the money I bring. Tomorrow you call Dou Wei, and then bring some people to the city to see if you like any business, of course, the premise is that you can make money."

In the sound of water, Geng Qing got out of the bucket with a lot of water stains, wiped her body and changed into clothes, tied up her hair bun, and looked back at the white Yunxiang who was still soaked in the bucket, tidied up her collar and tied up her belt and jade pendant.

"You and I are not suitable to appear in front of everyone. I will go out first and go around before the curfew. I will take the time to get the house done tomorrow morning. Our group of more than 30 people will include the horse's forage, and the expenses will be quite large in one day."

The woman's arms were pillowed by the bucket, her smooth back, and half of her butt was exposed in the heat of Niao Niao. She was riding in a car and a shipwreck along the way, which made her feel so uncomfortable. She finally felt comfortable and blinked charmingly.

"Uncle is going to go, so I can save myself. After taking a while, I will change my dress and go back to the room."

"Um."

Geng Qing nodded, looking at her lazy and coquettish look, she was really a fairy. She opened the door and went out, stood in the aisle on the second floor and looked down. The Golden Knife Gang gang members came back one by one, handed over the carriage in the backyard, moved the "goods" to the room, and sat in the lobby on the first floor to eat and drink, shouting and pouring wine and punching, which made the guests at the inn frown. They could see Dou Wei and others dressed in Green Forest, carrying swords and swords with them, and they pretended not to hear it, and continued to talk to their friends.

After greeting several gang members, Geng Qing walked to the corridor in front, gently pushed open the door to see if his parents were resting. In the gap, the wax table in the lampshade stood on the round table, and a slanted figure walked through the crack of the door with a wooden basin and placed it in front of the bed.

"Uncle Geng, I've washed my feet."

Qiao Niang rolled up her cuffs and gently took off the shoes from the old man's feet in the wheelchair. A sour smell spread. The little girl seemed to have not smelled it. She put her calloused feet in warm water with her own hands. She learned to pinch the acupoints from Geng Qing. The force was sometimes strong and sometimes soft. She asked from time to time that the water temperature was appropriate, which made Old Man Geng feel a little embarrassed.

Wang Jinqiu, who was lighted by candlelight at the head of the bed, bit off the needle and thread. Looking at Qiao Niang, he remembered her life experience. He couldn't help but put down the needle and thread, and went over and pulled her up and hugged her in his arms.

Such a good daughter-in-law, why can't that silly boy see it? He just likes the widow and looks charming. No wonder a man dies, just don't harm his son.

On the boat that came to Chang'an, I had a nightmare, dreaming that Geng Qing died on the woman's bed, turned into a lonely ghost, and was still hooking up with the widow.

I was so angry that I saw my son coming to greet him for a day or two, and I rolled my eyes to greet him.

As for whether he had an affair, Wang Jinqiu still believed in his son. After all, he was his wife of his righteous brother, so how could he do that?

"... Qiao Niang, you have been taking care of my old couple all the time these days. If you are tired, don't be busy. You should go back to your room to rest early. Tomorrow, you may have something to do. Don't be tired. I'll pour the water later."

The little girl was only fourteen years old, so she naturally thought less than women. She nodded obediently, opened the door and stepped out, and then went back to a room next to her.

Geng Qing looked at the other side of the stairs. Although he was taking in the other party, he was reluctant at first, and was afraid that he would not get along with his parents. Unexpectedly, the girl was diligent and a good girl who knew how to be warm and dear, and she had a good look on her body. She also looked beautiful and served the two old men very well, which gave up the idea of ​​sending Qiao Niang back to her hometown.

"Zhuzi, have you seen enough? Just marry me if you want to. Look at me." Dachun was caught by Geng Qing as soon as he entered the Widow Zhang's door. He stood under the stairs and looked at it for a while. He thought Geng Qing had fallen in love with Qiao Niang and slapped his chest, "I'm just attracted to you, it's so easy to get involved. If you are embarrassed, I'll let Aunt Zhang talk..."

"Go away!"

Geng Qing turned around and slapped him on the shoulder and went downstairs. In the hall, Zhao Hongjun, who was on the same table as Dou Wei, quickly put down his bowls and chopsticks, wiped his mouth and followed him.

"Borrow some money from you to envoy."

"County Master, how do you say this?" Dachun hurriedly covered his pocket.

"You want to go shopping in brothels? Aren't you rich? When I was in Feihu County, I know how much money you charged."

The fat county magistrate spread his hands, patted his sleeves vigorously, looked back at the tables around him, pulled the corner of Geng Qing's shirt to the corner, and lowered his voice.

"In Chang'an, there are still some old friends in this county. They were the ones who took the lead when they bought the official position. They had to get along with them and invite someone to drink, right? Why is that little money enough? I have to spend it in less than a few meals."

"Oh? Who are they? Why should I take me with you at that time? Why do you want to hang out with the powerful children in Chang'an when you get here?"

Geng Qing is not stupid, so he gives money to others for free. At that time, Zhao Hongjun takes the relationship and kicks him away. It will be really not worth the loss. Of course, if you can grasp this relationship, it will be considered a way out. If consultant Fu doesn't work, then you can follow the path of foreign ministers, which means that it may take a little longer.

Seeing that the young man could not speak, the fat county magistrate had to nod and agree. At that time, he would gather people together and send someone to call him. After that, he would go back to the dining table to continue eating and drinking.

Geng Qing also bowed to the gang members who were greeting around him, took Dachun to the backyard, and took a carriage out.

The Chang'an streets under the night are also quite lively, but when they are close to the curfew, there are much less pedestrians than when the night has just fallen. According to the previous brokers, after passing the Bell and Drum Tower, I soon saw the towering palace walls of the imperial city, and the torches patrolling behind the walls from the soldiers.

A dozen meters apart, Geng Qing did not dare to approach, for fear of being shot and killed with one arrow. He lifted the curtain and watched the stretched city wall pass by. The gates of the imperial city were closed at this time. There were several small doors on the other side of the door. As soon as they passed, they were driven away by the Shen Ce Army. It was useless to take out the post and mention the consultant's blessing, so he asked him to come over again during the day.

well......

‘The rules are very strict.’

When he came to this era, he was rejected for the first time. Geng Qing did not dare to use money at will. He politely bowed and left in a carriage. He rushed back to Fuyun Tower before the curfew was ringing the Drum Tower. Except for a few gang members who were watching the night, the rest of the people in the hall had already fallen asleep. Geng Qing also dragged his fatigue into the room for several days, and was too lazy to take off his clothes and shoes, so he fell asleep after falling down the bed.

When I woke up the next morning, Qiao Niang brought breakfast into the house. Looking at the husband's wrinkled robe, her little face came forward with a distressed look for him to straighten it straighten, "Sir, didn't take off last night? It's not as good as Weizhou. There are rivers everywhere and the water vapor is heavy. When I wake up in the morning, I feel the cold. I'm afraid of the wind and cold."

Still with his little hand on his shoulder, patting his back, and brushing him back, Geng Qing sat at the table, drinking porridge and eating meat pies, and he was a little used to Qiao Niang's service.

He nodded with a smile: "Next time, please go and have a meal too. I will go out later and look bored, so I will push my father around."

"Yes." Qiao Niang didn't go out, and stood beside her pretty, looking at Geng Qing's sweet food, with a faint smile on her little face.

"Okay, I'm full."

Soon, Geng Qing put down the bowls and chopsticks, took the handkerchief and wiped his mouth, went outside to find the shopkeeper and asked him about his teeth, and asked Dachun to drive by the address, and stay here forever, so he naturally bought a house to settle down.

As for the well-informed Yaxing, there will be no shortage of resources in this area. Soon after, a broker sat next to Dachun and pointed at the intersection and took Geng Qing in the car to a nearby Fang Street.

"This young man is either a little bitch and doesn't want to sell you. Where is Chang'an? Not to mention that a house is not cheap, it is difficult to buy in Chang'an. It has a price but no market. What's more, the only thing is that the small courtyard building facing the street where the customer takes the guest to see is tens of thousands of yuan."

"You can't buy a big mansion unless you are local to Chang'an?"

"This is not, it's just not selling. It has to do with it. Moreover, there is no more in the city, so you have to be in the suburbs of the city."

After listening to the broker's introduction to the prices in Chang'an, Geng Qing was shocked.

‘I thought I could fulfill my wish to buy a house in the capital in the future, but it was also ridiculously expensive here.’
Chapter completed!