Fan Peiyao took a breath and squeezed out a smile on her pretty face: "Master, Uncle Zhao has a grudge against the soldiers and speaks unpleasantly. Don't be offended."
Li Muchan smiled gently: "Well, it's nothing,...please get out of the way."
As he said that, he stepped towards her, and a strong masculine aura hit her face. Fan Peiyao couldn't help but take two steps back and gave way, and Li Muchan and the others filed out.
Before Zhao Shengli left, he glanced at the thin middle-aged man and snorted coldly.
The thin middle-aged man looked at each other coldly and with disdain, their eyes crackling in the air.
Lao Ma walked at the end, looked at the middle-aged man coldly, shook his head, his eyes full of ridicule and sarcasm.
They gradually left, the smell of wine still lingering in the room.
Fan Peiyao looked at the direction they left, motionless, her chest seemed to be blocked by cotton, she couldn't breathe, and her beautiful face slowly turned red.
"Bang!" She swung her sword wildly, and with a flash of cold light, the table broke into two halves and slowly fell down.
"Crash..." The dishes and bowls fell to the floor, some were broken, some were solid but not broken, but the sumptuous delicacies all fell to the floor, and the aroma was overflowing.
Fan Peiyao blushed, her chest rose and fell violently, and she stared at the door bitterly.
The thin middle-aged man smiled coquettishly: "Miss, I...I...hehe..."
Fan Peiyao stared at him with bright eyes and stamped her feet vigorously: "Uncle Zhao——! Uncle Zhao——!"
"Okay, I was wrong, I was wrong." The thin middle-aged man hurriedly waved his hands and begged for mercy: "Miss, I shouldn't have said anything. I won't dare to do it next time!"
"Hmph——!" Fan Peiyao stamped her foot again, and with a sweep of her long sword, the table was shattered into pieces, and a layer of sprinkles covered the dishes and dishes.
One sweep was so powerful, which shows that her swordsmanship is exquisite.
After stamping her feet, she turned around and left the house, becoming nonchalant and walking proudly, with her tall chest exuding a proud aura, awe-inspiring and inviolable.
Everyone followed him, and when they were about to step out of the restaurant, the waiter from before ran up to them and stopped him, with a smile on his face: "Fan...Miss Fan..., hehe..."
Fan Peiyao's little man's boots stopped and her beautiful eyebrows frowned.
The round-faced man said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?!"
"Look, that account...?" The waiter rubbed his hands in embarrassment, feeling embarrassed.
"What account?!" The round-faced man snorted impatiently.
The waiter's expression changed and he hurriedly said: "The military masters just said that Miss Fan in that house can tie the tent, so..."
The round-faced man was startled for a moment, then turned to look at Fan Peiyao.
Fan Peiyao gritted her jade teeth and hummed: "It's over!"
The round-faced man stepped forward, picked up the waiter and left: "Let's go!"
Fan Peiyao took a deep breath, her tall chest rose and fell violently, she gritted her teeth and walked out of Changping Tower, walking faster and faster, otherwise she could not suppress the depression rolling in her heart.
After walking a few steps, a round-faced man caught up with her, came to her side and said, "Miss, these soldiers are quite wealthy, they spent fifty taels of silver!"
"Hmm." Fan Peiyao kept walking without looking at him.
The round-faced man was surprised and said: "Miss..."
Fan Peiyao stopped, turned around, stared at him, and scolded angrily: "Okay, I know, don't mention this guy to me again!"
The round-faced man was stunned and looked at her in confusion.
"Humph!" Fan Peiyao gritted her teeth, turned around and walked away, faster and faster.
Li Muchan and his party left Changping Tower and headed to the east of the city.
Li Muchan was walking, with Zhao Shengli on the left, Xiong Sihai next, and Thirteen Niang on his right, with the four in front and the others behind.
The Thirteenth Niang's gait is curling, the breeze is gentle, and her delicate red dress is fluttering, like a weak willow fluttering in the wind.
She turned to look at Li Muchan, pursed her lips and chuckled: "Master, you have made Miss Fan angry, but be careful, the Fan family is not an ordinary family."
Li Muchan smiled: "If she were a man, she would be so rude. I'd call her out. She is a woman. I am gentle and polite, right?"
Thirteenth Niang pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Although the master is extraordinary, in the eyes of the Fan family, he is just a white man and will not be taken lightly."
Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "The Fan family is indeed very impressive."
Thirteenth Niang smiled and said: "Master is gentle and polite, indeed impeccable, but you men don't understand the thoughts of your daughter's family!"
Li Muchan smiled and clasped his fists: "I hope Thirteenth Mother will give me some advice."
Thirteenth Niang pursed her lips and chuckled, but said nothing.
Li Muchan smiled, no longer forced, pointed to both sides and said: "Only wealthy people can afford to live here. They are all exquisite."
Thirteenth Niang nodded: "Yes, I don't have any wealth, but I can't afford to buy a house here, so I'm about to arrive."
"Thirteenth Niang, you are so unhappy, and you are so scared to say even half a word!" Zhao Shengli said anxiously: "Tell me quickly, why did the monk offend the eldest lady of the Fan family!"
Xiong Sihai said with a smile: "That's right, the great monk didn't say a harsh word, but he cared about her, so why did he offend her? It's so weird!"
Zhao Shengli said: "Could it be that Thirteenth Mother is scary to you?"
Thirteenth Niang smiled sweetly, as bright as snow: "I dare not deceive the master. If you anger the master, you will kill me with an arrow. Who can I ask to reason with you?"
Li Muchan laughed: "The Thirteenth Mother is too modest. With my meager skills, I don't dare to do the same thing!"
Thirteenth Niang chuckled, shook her head and said: "Master is really good at telling jokes! ...The eldest lady of the Fan family is very proud. She is a distinguished guest in the governor's house. Who in our Tianlong City can't treat her respectfully?"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Am I not being rude?"
Thirteenth Niang said: "Master, you are not rude, but you have offended her!"
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't understand."
"Miss Fan is a proud person and cannot bear the slighting of others. If you don't take Miss Fan seriously, don't you offend her?" Thirteenth Niang said with a smile.
Li Muchan was thoughtful, smiled bitterly and shook his head, seeming to feel that he had been wronged.
Everyone was confused after hearing this, but seeing that Li Muchan understood it in his heart, they stopped asking any more questions. They were excited by the large mansions around them.
"Monk, this is it, look at this place, look around!" Zhao Shengli shouted happily.
They were walking on a bluestone street. The ground was clean and spacious, and it was wide enough for two carriages to sit side by side. It was spotless. There were high white walls on both sides. The doors of every house were luxurious and graceful, with an extraordinary appearance.
Thirteenth Niang stretched out her hand and pointed: "My home is right there."
Everyone looked around and noticed that there was a stone arch bridge over there. There were two rows of willow trees beside the bridge. Their soft branches swayed in the wind. Li Muchan smelled the water vapor and pointed to the stone arch bridge with a smile: "Where is the river?"
"Yes." Thirteenth Niang said, "A small river."
Zhao Shengli asked: "Thirteenth Mother, is your home next to the bridge?"
Thirteenth Niang nodded lightly and said: "Well, there is a house for sale next to my house. The owner also has a hard life. The man travels around doing business all year round. He died unexpectedly a while ago... I heard that he was killed by people from Xizhao. They
I want to go back to my hometown and want to sell my house."
"Sooner or later, I'm going to kill all the guys from Xi Zhao with one knife!" Zhao Shengli gritted his teeth and cursed bitterly.
Xiong Sihai hurriedly said: "Master monk, why don't you let Thirteenth Niang take care of it? It's inconvenient for us grown men to go there."
Li Muchan nodded, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Thirteenth Mother!"
Thirteenth Niang chuckled: "This is such a small thing, it's just a little effort... I'll go tell Mrs. Gao that you are the hero who killed Xi Zhao, I think it will be a lot cheaper."
Li Muchan hurriedly waved his hand: "No need, she is also a poor person, so let's take what she deserves."
"...Okay." Thirteenth Niang nodded with a smile and said, "Everyone, go to my place to drink tea. I will go and talk about it. After the negotiation is completed, I will invite Mrs. Gao to come over."
"Thank you." Li Muchan nodded.
She led the way with a light gait and a graceful waist. Zhao Shengli's eyes widened when he saw her, his face turned red, and he was so busy that he didn't dare to look any further.
Everyone came to the mansion by the bridge. Thirteenth Niang tapped the copper ring, and the vermilion door opened. An old man with white beard and eyebrows stood inside the door and said with a smile: "Miss, are you coming back so early today?"
He has a white beard and eyebrows, a slender appearance, and a thin body. He has a scholarly air all over his body. He looks like an old scholar, not like a servant.
"Uncle Lian, I have invited a few guests." Thirteenth Niang said with a smile, carrying her clothes and entering the door. At the same time, she turned around and said with a smile: "Master, all military lords, please come inside!"
Li Muchan smiled and nodded, saluting the old man.
This old man is a top master. Although he cannot detect the depth of his skill, his intuition is dangerous, like a cat standing in front of a tiger, with the hairs on its back standing on end.
Seeing Li Muchan like this, everyone couldn't help but salute one after another with reserved expressions. They were intimidated by the aura of the mansion and couldn't let go.
The house in front of them was beyond their expectations, with a green brick floor of more than ten meters, and then six steps, leading up to the steps.
Above the steps is a broad square, a hundred meters wide, surrounded by snow-white railings. It is spacious and majestic, giving people a sudden feeling of insignificance.
In the middle of the square is a circular lotus pond, about twenty meters in diameter. There are several paths running through the pond, and there are small pavilions in the southeast, northwest and northwest. You can admire the lotus flowers along the paths, or you can sit in the pavilion to enjoy the lotus.
At this time, the lotus flowers were gone, the water was swaying, and the fiery red koi carps were faintly visible.
There are wing rooms on the east and west sides, and a two-story pavilion on the north, which is extremely exquisite. The pavilion is surrounded by flowers and overlooks the entire square.
Several people stared blankly, looking up at the pavilion. Under the eaves of each floor of the pavilion, there was a dense row of lanterns.
"It's hard to light up so many lanterns!" Zhao Shengli stared at the lanterns for a long time and sighed, everyone woke up and couldn't help laughing.
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head. It was really a terrible sight to burn the harp and boil the crane.
"Master, military lords, please follow me." Thirteenth Niang smiled and led the way, and everyone followed her, bypassing the lotus pond and entering the pavilion.
When we arrived at the pavilion, we saw the cornices, hanging angles, carved beams and painted buildings, which were very exquisite, but even more imposing, like an eagle spreading its wings and about to fly.
Entering the lobby on the first floor, they were put off by the snow-white carpet. They couldn't step on it with their boots, but they took off their boots because they were afraid of the smell.
Thirteenth Niang pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Gentlemen, please take off your boots. It's okay."
"Hey, we rough guys, don't be offended by Thirteenth Mother." Zhao Shengli laughed, took off his boots and stepped on the thick soft carpet.
Everyone took off their boots one by one and stepped in. The smell was indeed not good, but as soon as they entered the hall, the sandalwood scent curled up, which drove away the foot odor, and their mood suddenly calmed down.
Thirteenth Niang said: "My maid went out to play today and hasn't come back yet. Please wait a moment."
After that, she smiled brightly at everyone and walked out.
Zhao Shengli immediately approached Li Muchan: "Monk, the more you look at this Thirteenth Mother, the more incredible it becomes. Such a house is not for ordinary people!"
Li Muchan stood in front of a landscape painting on the east wall with his hands behind his hands, squinted his eyes and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Zhao Tou, why are you telling me this?"
This landscape painting is majestic and majestic, with thousands of walls standing tall, shrouded in clouds and mist, and surging floods below. It reminded him of Canghai Mountain, and he was immediately filled with emotions, as past events emerged one by one.
His mood fluctuated, but he remained calm and his expression was as leisurely as usual.
Zhao Shengli's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "Monk, can't you see that Thirteenth Mother has taken a liking to you?"
Li Muchan still looked at the painting and shook his head with a smile: "Zhao Tou, I am a monk. Please don't say that. Never again, do not insult the pure name of Thirteen Niangs."
Xiong Sihai said: "Great monk, don't dislike me. Although Thirteen Niang is a singer, she keeps herself clean. No one in Tianlong City knows it and respects her."
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly, waving his hand: "Stop it!... Let's just talk about the Fan family. We might really get into trouble this time."
"Humph, what kind of thing is the Fan family!" Zhao Shengli's expression suddenly changed, and he snorted angrily: "You helped me, and they are good. Not only are they not grateful, they seem to have helped you in turn. The most disgusting thing about this!"
Xiong Sihai had a sullen face and sighed: "The Fan family has a close relationship with the governor. If we report it to the governor, it wouldn't be a good idea..."
"What are you afraid of? The governor has nothing to do with us!" Zhao Shengli didn't care.
Xiong Sihai shook his head and disagreed: "The governor can't control us, but there are always disputes among officials. If we say anything to the generals, we will be in trouble!"
Zhao Shengli waved his hand: "Don't worry, the great monk is blessed with good fortune and great fortune. Don't be afraid!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "We can only take one step at a time. The Fan family..."
While he was talking, the Thirteenth Niang came over, holding a wooden plate in her hand. She changed into a goose-yellow Luo shirt, with a moderate cut, and her delicate body had graceful curves.
She came to a low table in the hall, took down the tea cups one by one, and said with a smile: "Gentlemen, please have tea. Wait a moment, and I will go talk to Mrs. Gao."
"Okay, Thirteenth Mother is here to help." Li Muchan turned around and sat down in front of the short table.
Thirteenth Niang nodded to everyone and walked away. Uncle Lian, who had both white beard and eyebrows, came in, sat down with everyone, and said with a smile: "My surname is Lian, I don't know what the names of the military lords are...
They must all be heroes, but the lady never invites men."
Zhao Shengli laughed and said: "We can't be heroes!"