Chapter 126 Come out, Zhou Lang, that's under the slave's bed (
Chapter 126 Zhou Lang, come out quickly, that’s under the slave’s bed (Third update)
Author: sunny
Chapter 126 Zhou Lang, come out quickly, that’s under the slave’s bed (Third update)
When the young people heard the news, they couldn't help but look at each other. The young man who first spoke spoke respectfully again.
"May I ask the old gentleman your name?"
Zhou Bangyan glanced around and straightened his spine unconsciously, trying to make his image taller and more reserved.
"I'm Zhou Bangyan."
One of the young men exclaimed loudly with a shocked face.
"Zhou Bangyan, hiss...could it be that you are the Zhou master who wrote the newly popular "Young Travels* and Swords Like Water"?"
The confidant who finally rushed over quickly opened his voice and shouted proudly.
"Yes, this wonderful poem that has spread throughout the world was written by my master."
The sound was so loud that I wanted to shout directly so that even the Goulan Pavilion in the distant city could hear me.
In that case, I don't know how many masters and servants there are, and I might be able to eat and drink for free.
"It's really Mr. Zhou. Oh my, I have seen Mr. Zhou, but I didn't expect Mr. Zhou to appear here."
"I didn't expect Mr. Zhou to be so old, ah no... I didn't expect Mr. Zhou to be so energetic at such an age. He doesn't look like an elderly person at all."
"Everyone Zhou, come here, Xiaosheng has a pen and ink here. Hurry up and leave a signature for Xiaosheng. Just sign it on my clothes..."
Around the pier, those gentlemen heard the example of this famous poet and poet of the Song Dynasty, and unexpectedly appeared here.
Whoever could endure it, they crowded over one after another, all wanting to get close to this Zhou family, even if they couldn't talk to each other.
At any rate, I have to touch it a few times, rub it a few times, and get a taste of Zhou's literary talent.
There are even more latecomers who can only stretch their hands through the gaps between the people, hoping that they can fish up the skirts of the Zhou family, pull off a piece and take it back to treasure.
Looking back, it can be regarded as bragging that I and everyone Zhou are old friends, and I can have a clear proof.
In an instant, chaos arose on the pier, and Zhou Bangyan was faced with such a scene.
Although the skirts of their clothes were pulled back and forth, many people sprayed their saliva on their faces.
However, everyone in Zhou did not get angry and turn away like they did in Bianliang, Tokyo.
After all, at this time, he really needs someone to give him confidence.
Seeing that there were more and more fans, and the force of their hands getting stronger and stronger, Zhou Bangyan finally woke up from his intoxication.
Finally, under the protection of the group of young people I met at the beginning, I escaped from the crowded pier.
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Surrounded by this group of hospitable young people, everyone in Zhou reluctantly followed them to the most famous Goulan in this small town.
After all, he is a role model for poets and poets. How could such a social interaction not include a ragged young lady to complement the scene?
Besides, if there is no young lady, wouldn’t the title of slut be missing one word?
Zhou Bangyan, who was regarded as the guest of honor, sat on the main seat without hesitation, and sitting next to him was the most famous oiran in the local area.
Although in the eyes of Zhou Bangyan, who has seen all the flowers in Tokyo, he is a little older, his skin care is a little worse, and his appearance can only be described as a little pretty.
But at any rate, my figure is in line with my aesthetics, and I'm afraid it's on par with Miss Shishi's.
Among all the mediocre fans present, he is the most outstanding. What else do you need a bicycle?
What makes Zhou Bangyan feel a little uncomfortable is that the vulgar pink in this local place has too aggressive eyes.
Seeing that everyone in Zhou was uneasy, they always felt that their personal safety seemed a little unsafe.
But at this moment, in the face of so many fans, the Zhou family still maintains the style of the graceful Song lyric masters.
He hugged the older oiran next to him, sipping the wine that the oiran handed to his lips, and from time to time made sincere comments to the young people who were reciting works.
Enjoying the songs and dances with local characteristics, maybe the girls in these local places have never seen this world-famous master Zhou.
As a result, mistakes were made frequently, but a group of young people were very supportive of the venue and cheered frequently, and it was considered a great time for the guests and the host.
Finally, after experiencing the pain of being displaced for many days, today we finally have the feeling of being surrounded by red and green, and being supported and praised by everyone.
I feel like I have found a homely and warm feeling here.
"How about the servants come to serve you tonight?"
The older oiran looked at Zhou Bangyan with green eyes.
He couldn't help but licked his lips excitedly and whispered teasingly into Zhou Bangyan's ear.
Zhou Bangyan, who was already so drunk that his eyes were straight, tilted his head and looked at the oiran girl who already had crow's feet at the corners of her eyes.
I couldn't help but feel a little disgusted in my heart, and I was about to say that I was actually a clean and self-sufficient person.
As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth, another glass of wine was poured into his mouth by the oiran...
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Finally, the banquet came to an end, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves. As for the Zhou family, they were held tightly by this petite oiran girl with dazzling eyes.
He also called his confidant maid and dragged the Zhou family, who could no longer distinguish between east, west, north and south, towards his boudoir.
His excited laughter made those nearby shudder.
Countless young ladies who came to support me were so jealous that their eyes turned from green to red.
But after all, this was the oiran's territory, so they could only feel sad.
I have to say that it is a deep regret not to be able to sleep with someone as famous as Zhou Bangyan.
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After the oiran girl dragged the increasingly heavy Zhou family into the house, she wiped the sweat from her face, crossed her waist with a sense of accomplishment and laughed sweetly again.
I didn't expect that my aunt would have such a day. Looking at Zhou Bangyan, she always looked a little older and skinny.
But what's the point, after all, the fame is there...
Just as the oiran girl was thinking about how to start, Zhou Bangyan suddenly turned around and disappeared under the oiran girl's bed in a silky smooth manner.
"????" The oiran girl and her confidant maid immediately stopped trying.
"This, this... everyone Zhou, Zhou Lang, come out quickly, that's under the slave's bed..."
Zhou Lang, who was under the bed, muttered a few words without knowing what he was talking about. He raised his hand and patted the bed board, showing a satisfied smile.
At this moment, the oiran girl lying on the floor beside the bed and her confidant maid looked at each other in confusion.
"What did he mean?"
"I can't hear you very well, but I seem to be complimenting you, Miss. The bed under your bed is very clean and much more comfortable than the one in the inn."
"Ah this..." The oiran girl looked at the world-famous Zhou family in confusion.
I never thought that Mr. Zhou would actually have such weird interests and hobbies.
But when I think about these poets and poets, none of them have weird hobbies.
However, the location under the bed was ultimately too narrow, making it difficult to use many tricks.
But the problem is, the oiran girl and the little maid tried to persuade and persuade, but the drunk and confused Zhou family refused to come out even if they beat him to death, saying that it was safe down there.
