Song Kun stepped forward and said, "You don't even know about him? That boy Bo Yixuan really can't fight back or scold him, and he is extremely tolerant. I heard that no one has ever seen him smile. He is not good at talking to others and only loves riding horses.
Practice swordsmanship.”
Su Zhen frowned lightly and looked at Bo Yixuan without looking away for a long time.
"Aning, is there something wrong with that person?"
"Nothing, let's go."
In the distance, Bo Yixuan reined in the reins and suddenly turned around to look at the backs of Su Zhen and others, his eyes dark and unclear.
The three of them walked for a long time before arriving at the central hall of Jiyuefang. The clear and sweet sound of pipa came to their ears, like jade beads running on a disk, touching the heartstrings.
Song Kun followed closely behind the two of them, fearing that he would be thrown out by the guards in the workshop if he was too late.
As soon as I walked in, I saw a slim figure coming from the corner of the third floor.
The hair is twisted into cicada temples, which are as thin as cicada wings, and she wears a gold hairpin and a jade hairpin. The flower-shaped golden steps are swaying with tassels at the end decorated with purple pearls and jade. The lotus steps move lightly and tremble slightly. The eyebrows are like the distant daisy on a cold mountain, and the charming eyes are like silk.
He seemed to contain all kinds of amorous feelings, with a small nose bridge and red lips. Everyone took a surprised look and saw that his smile seemed to dim the beauty of the sky.
The light purple skirt wraps around the body, and is covered with a long black double-breasted gauze. White five-petal flowers are outlined on the cuffs and hem. The dark purple gauze shawl is embroidered with scattered exquisite small lotus flowers, and one end is fixed on the left chest strap.
, the other end is wrapped around the back of the shoulder, and then twisted back around the crook of the right arm.
He held a pure white down feather fan in his hand, with a string of glass beads hanging from the light wooden fan handle. He fanned it gently, and bursts of fragrant wind blew into his nostrils.
Yueniang rarely appears, but every time she appears, she will amaze everyone and they will never tire of it.
It was just after Chen time, and there were very few guests in the shop. Most of the girls were resting in their rooms. There were only a few people sitting in the stands, listening to the pipa, eating melon seeds, and chatting.
Yue Niang shook her feather fan lightly and smiled brightly at Su Zhen, "Hey, aren't these our eldest son and eldest son Su? There is a lot of noise outside, and they dare to come to my place in broad daylight."
The guests laughed loudly and said, "Yue Niang, what do the rights and wrongs of these people have to do with us? Didn't we come to Jiyuefang just to have fun? How can those ordinary fathers and sons understand us?"
"That's right! Speaking of which, Yueniang, I haven't seen you for a long time. Where have you been enjoying yourself? Last night was Miss Mi Yao's first time on stage. Why didn't you come out to meet me?"
"Come, come, have a drink. It is not an exaggeration to say that the wine brewed by Jiyuefang is the best in the world. Even the royal tribute wine comes from here, it is not unsplendid!"
"You guys are joking. Jiyuefang is so prosperous, of course, thanks to you guys coming to support it."
Yueniang's delicate red lips slowly curled up, and her voice was even more charming. She walked slowly downstairs with lotus steps. The maid stood aside with a tray in hand. Yueniang picked up the silver wine bottle and gently rubbed the azure blue wine bottle.
Gemstones and wine are poured into the cup along the tilted jug.
He raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. The wine flowed down his throat, and his lips were glossy.
“Come again, come again!”
Su Zhen spoke out, "Everyone, you can drink as long as you want. The account will be kept on the prince's head. However, we are afraid that we will have to borrow this Yue Niang for a while."
"No! Mr. Qian has plenty, but Yue Niang can't be seen every day!"
Yu Ziye bumped her with his elbow and said mockingly, "You want to use me to block the knife again, but it's a pity that they don't buy it!"
"Tsk tsk! Then we won't leave. Anyway, we two brothers are notorious now. Whoever gets it will be unlucky. Yueniang, you don't want us to stay here to bring you bad luck, right? By the way, maybe the government will come to you later.
People are coming too.”
"Mr. Su, let's open the door for business. Isn't it unethical of you?"
"Whether it's authentic or not, you still have the final say!" Su Zhen blinked at her ambiguously.
"Masters, you drink first, I will come back later."
After hearing this, everyone started to make noise again. Yu Ziye didn't bother to watch them perform, rolled his eyes, and took the lead to walk upstairs.
Yueniang's eyes lingered on Song Kun for a moment, then she hooked her fingers at Su Zhen and said, "Come with me."
"Thank you."
After they all went upstairs, the guests in the lobby began to whisper, "Yue Niang holds the largest gold sales cave in Kyoto. How could she give in to that boy from the Su family? There must be nothing fishy between the two of them, right?"
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"You don't even look at your appearance. With a scarred face and a beard, you are neither as handsome nor as powerful as the Tutor's family. How could Yue Niang like you?"
"Your grandma is so stupid! When I get out of Jiyuefang, I have to let you know how powerful I am, grandpa."
"No matter how powerful you are, people still look down upon you! Don't you think so, everyone?"
"That's right, hahahaha!"
Song Kun stood at the bottom of the stairs and looked back and forth. It turned out that the two people were the young master of the Taifu Palace and the eldest son of the Lin'an Marquis Palace.
This is a good opportunity to make friends with them!
His eyes brightened, he rubbed his palms and hurriedly followed.
After going upstairs, I passed by a room and heard a lot of noise, cheers, regrets, and even the sound of dice rolling.
"Stud! All-in!"
"Open! Open! Open! Hahaha! I won! Give me money, give me money! Hey, Lao Zhutou, do you want to play again? If you win, I will share half of the money with you!"
"Thirty-seven points, seven for me, three for you!"
"That's...ok! It's up to you!"
Su Zhen's eyes suddenly became cold and she turned to Yueniang without any trace.
The latter frowned, raised his hand to make a gesture, and several guards immediately stepped forward and kicked the door open.
The sound inside suddenly stopped, and they looked up and looked out the door. After being surprised, they hurriedly put away the gold and silver notes on the table. Some people's hands trembled out of fear, so much that they scattered the money on the floor.
"Yue Niang?! Aren't you away from Jiyuefang recently?"
"Stop talking nonsense, there are clear rules in the shop that gambling is not allowed! If someone comes, break their hands and throw them out!"
"yes!"
"Stop! Let me go! Do you know who I am? Believe it or not, I will lead people to tear this piece of shit down!"
Yu Ziye looked at Su Zhen quietly, and her face was indeed extremely ugly.
This smiling fox hates gamblers the most in her life. If she runs into them this time, these people may not get the best results.
Seeing that those people were about to break free, Su Zhen's hand hidden in her sleeves quickly condensed her energy and drew an invisible spell. Transparent light flashed across, and all the guards' strength increased instantly, and they were subdued directly, accompanied by screams.
The guests downstairs felt the hairs on their bodies stand up and covered their ears tightly.
"Oh my god, are pigs being killed upstairs?"
"Is there someone who has violated some taboos? But no one has violated Jiyuefang's rules for a long time."
In the corridor on the second floor, Yueniang and others stood outside the door and ordered the guards to cover their mouths with cloth strips and throw them out of the building.
Su Zhen noticed with sharp eyes that there seemed to be someone hiding under the table, and said coldly, "Get out!"
Song Kun curiously poked his head out from behind to look around, and saw a ragged man huddled under the table shivering. Judging from the looks of it, he must be in his sixties, with a thin body, frosty white hair on his temples, sunken cheeks, and dark eyes.
But it was bright and full of energy, revealing a cunning light inadvertently, and returned to normal when he raised his eyes.
Su Zhen looked at his face, surprised and amused, this man... was really a bit miserable.
"Cousin? Why are you here?" Song Kun recognized the man and said in shock.
"Akun! Is it you? Do you know them? Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and save me!"
"Cousin, didn't you look for something for me? Why are you here?" This chapter has been completed!