"Master, Master? Why don't you come in?" Yan Bing limped out of the inn, took the luggage from Ling Yue's hand, and shouted at the two old men.
"I'll take your master out to eat outside! Don't worry!" The old man sent out with an impatient expression, and then he found that Yan Bing's walking posture was a bit strange, and asked curiously: "Qihua? What's wrong with your legs?"
"Me? I..." Yan Bing turned around and looked at Ling Yue. Ling Yue immediately turned her head aside. Yan Bing had to laugh for a moment and said to the old man: "Didn't I have no time to practice martial arts recently... in the car... I'm staging! It's okay!"
"Oh? That's it..." The old man stroked his beard and squinted his eyes at Yan Bing and laughed twice. He waved his hand and pulled Master Qin towards the street without asking anything more.
Yan Bing then breathed a sigh of relief, limped and held Ling Yue up the second floor to find the guest room, sobbing in his heart.
I am so frustrated as Duke Dingguo... No one can afford to offend...
Besides, the old man, he walked quickly to the downtown with his senior brother's arms.
"Sect Master... where are you planning to take me?" Master Qin looked at the old man with a puzzled look.
The old man smiled and did not answer. He just raised his senior brother's arm and silently increased his strength. Seeing that there were fewer people around, he picked up a middle-aged passerby and asked in a low voice: "This little brother, where is the largest flower building in Cangzhou?"
"Hualou!!" Master Qin and the passerby shouted out almost in unison.
The old man still smiled, but just gently pinched his senior brother's shoulder with his right hand, reminding him not to speak.
The middle-aged passerby looked up and down with a suspicious look on his face, then raised his thumb and said, "The two old men can still be so "hard" at this age! I am deeply impressed! Follow this road and not far north to the next intersection, it is the largest flower building in Cangzhou City, the "Flower Cultivation Hall".
"Thank you!" The old man smiled and nodded, then "swalking" his senior brother, and continued to walk forward. Behind him, the question from the passerby came: "I wonder what kind of supplementary prescriptions you have used!? Can you tell me one or two of you??"
"Practice martial arts!" the old man replied without looking back.
"Practice martial arts!? And this magical effect!??Damn it! I realized it!!" A strange light flashed in the eyes of middle-aged passers-by.
"Master! Stop making trouble! You and I are so old, and you are not afraid of laughing! This... Where can I put my Feixia Sect face?!" Qin Ming said while struggling hard, but the old man had already pressed his "shoulder hole" when he ran out of the door. He even used the time he chatted all the way to secretly instill it with his qi, sealing 50% of his cultivation. It is not a saying that "not talking about martial ethics."
The old man looked at his senior brother with a surprised expression and showed a smirk.
"What? Did you realize it? Senior brother, you still lack vigilance..."
Master Qin smiled bitterly and said with a melancholy expression: "The head of Feixia Sect can even plot against his senior brother... Who could have thought of this..."
"Tsk? What a plot? Senior brother, I don't like to listen to what you said. Isn't this for you? It's not easy for a lifetime, but you must have fun when you are old... Senior brother."
"I heard what you mean... Master, you..." Mr. Qin felt so sad that he couldn't continue to say anything.
The old man still had an indifferent expression, and said calmly: "My junior brother, I have enjoyed everything I should have enjoyed when I was young. Now I am not interested in anything except silver. Senior brother, please be content! You should know that not everyone is willing to spend the money of junior brother!"
While talking, the two of them had already arrived at the entrance of the flower garden.
The "Gui Turtle" who was welcoming the guests hurriedly approached and said with a downed look: "Two guys go inside and sit?"
Master Qin immediately refused sternly, "What kind of joke do you mean by my little brother? I'm both of you who are so old..."
"Master! The old and strong guests have also welcomed many young guests. You have come here, so why bother to say this... right? This man?" This turtle man obviously has been in this industry for a long time and has "a rich experience". He directly interrupted Old Man Qin's official words and turned his head to persuade Old Man Wang.
"Young man can speak! Come! I'll give you a reward!" The old man took out two copper plates and directly patted Mr. Turtle's hand. He didn't care about Mr. Turtle's "bitter" look, and pulled his senior brother into his way, constantly persuading him: "Did you hear it?? Some of them are still here at this age! No one is missing!"
The turtle man looked at the backs of the two old men, then looked at the two copper plates on his hands, sighed, and muttered in a low voice, "I'm so fucking!" and then continued to recruit customers.
Qin Ming was dragged and wrapped in the yard by the old man, but suddenly he was stunned...
I saw that the other cave was entering the gate of the courtyard. The bamboo forest, pond, small bridge, and plum blossoms echoed each other from afar. It was particularly simple, quiet, poetic, and picturesque, and the snow was covered in silver. How could it be like the pickled place he imagined?? Did he come to the wrong place?
Old Man Wang looked at his senior brother who had never seen the world before, smiled slightly, and carried him along the pebbly path and continued to walk forward. Through a plum forest, an exquisite two-story building came into view.
There is a string of red lanterns on both sides of the building, swaying in the wind. Among them, a red silk hangs a family that only married people will have flowers. There is a plaque below, with the words "Flower House" written on it. The pen is vigorous and the bones of the willow bones are beautiful.
"Master... are you sure this is a brothel?" Qin Ming looked at the old man with a puzzled look.
"What? Are you disappointed?" The old man smiled slightly and pulled him into the lobby without saying a word.
I saw a lot of guests in the building, but there was no noise. In one of them, a girl was playing the zither, and a few juniors who looked like scholars composed lyrics and poems.
On both sides of the lobby are rows of elegant seats, bounded by columns, separated by screens, covered with tulle and built-in tea case.
A madam with a charming charm saw the visitor and hurriedly greeted her, swayed her incense scarf and said quietly: "Two old brothers are looking at her face, are they the first time they have come to our house?"
The old man smiled and replied, "It's really the first time I've come to Cangzhou. I usually pick you up to the mansion when I'm in the capital. This is not the old brother at home who said he wants to come and see the scenery outside the capital. Then he found out here, took a look, and took a look."
As the old man said, he pulled out a twenty tael of silver bill from his sleeve and handed it over. Qin Ming, who was standing beside him, was stunned for a moment!!
You should know that for the daily meals and drinks of more than 20 people in the mansion, he would give him one tael of silver and eat for four or five days. Today, he would take twenty taels, which was enough to show the old man's sincerity.
The madam received the twenty taels of silver bill immediately overjoyed. When she heard the words and saw that the old man in front of her knew that it was very difficult. It was rare to give the tea at most five taels for ordinary seats. This move was twenty taels, which would inevitably save many "steps" to leave this distinguished guest.
I hurriedly and enthusiastically invited the two guests to the elegant seat closest to the high platform, greeted them with good wine and food, and went upstairs to find the girl.
Qin Ming watched the madam walk away, then yelled at the old man: "Twenty taels!!?? It's twenty taels at one move!!???"
The old man hurriedly raised his hand and covered his mouth, leaned closer and whispered: "Senior Brother, you don't understand! Stop talking, and then lift me up!"
Qin Ming nodded dullly, secretly convinced in his heart that his junior brother... was indeed a veteran in this field...