Chapter 54 The fragrance of lotus curls around the curtain
Author: Wu Seding
Chapter 54 The fragrance of lotus curls around the curtain
Cheng Sanwu looked around, put his hands on his knees and shook his body, and said reluctantly: "This Tianxiang Pavilion is good, the people are beautiful, the music is good, and this is the dish..."
Seeing Cheng Sanwu hesitate to speak, Jiang Zhen asked: "Is it not to Cheng Lang's taste?"
"I don't really care about the taste." Cheng Sanwu smiled bitterly and said, "But I feel like I haven't eaten anything."
"Miss Jiangzhen did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to buy and cook the most delicious food in the world, but you think the portion is not enough." Afu was very helpless: "You are destined not to enjoy good things."
Cheng Sanwu was not angry and responded with a smile: "A rough guy like me who runs around in the world must not know how to enjoy it."
Upon seeing this, Jiangzhen said quickly: "Sister Fu, don't worry about it. Tianxiang Pavilion has already made preparations, and Cheng Lang will return home happily."
After saying this, he gestured with his hands, and another maid came with various dishes. Different from the exquisite workmanship and variety before, this time the portions were solid, including steamed cakes mashed with chestnuts and dates, and roe deer stewed with green onion, white salt, and black bean paste.
Meat, pickled honey crab soaked in sugar and boiled in salty polygonum soup, and oily pancakes with beef and mutton bone marrow.
Jiang Zhen obviously ordered someone to prepare them in advance, while Qin Wangshu watched silently. She secretly calculated that even these dishes with more substantial portions were comparable to the level of banquets for distinguished guests in a prince's mansion, and were far from being enjoyed by ordinary people.
Cheng Sanwu didn't care about this. He couldn't wait to devour the food and wolfed it down. The cups, plates and utensils made a lot of noise, and his cheeks were full.
Even though the maids in Tianxiang Pavilion are of low status and only do small things such as serving dishes and pouring wine, they used to serve high-ranking officials who were particular about their words and deeds, and they have already developed a very high vision.
When these guests came to Tianxiang Pavilion, even if they didn't have the chance to have a romantic kiss with Miss Jiangzhen, they would drink and drink together at the banquet, and occasionally break the rules, they could still be considered elegant and uninhibited. How could there be people like Cheng Sanwu who just immerse themselves in eating and drinking? They are despicable, really
Do you think this place is a country shop for entertaining coolies?
"Cheng Sanwu, this is Tianxiang Pavilion in Pingkangfang. How could anyone come here just for a good meal?" There was also a bowl of sugar and cheese topped with cherries on the tables next to Afu. She took a few bites and then stopped.
Move the spoon again.
Cheng Sanwu made a movement, swallowed a mouthful of food, was stunned for a while, glanced around, and asked stupidly: "Do you want to do something now? Is it so urgent?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone except Qin Wangshu had a sullen look on his face, and everyone else was amused. Jiangzhen covered her mouth and remained silent, while Afu laughed loudly.
Cheng Sanwu didn't know why, Afu laughed for a while and then stood up and said to Jiang Zhen: "I want to change my clothes!"
Jiangzhen stood up and left her seat to see her off. Afu climbed up to the third floor. Qin Wangshu took a knife and followed closely. When the two left, Jiangzhen looked at Cheng Sanwu, who had had enough wine and food, and praised: "Mr. Cheng's belly is good."
The capacity is very large, and all the dishes for several people have been swept away by you."
Cheng Sanwu took the handkerchief handed by the maid and wiped his mouth without any sense of shame. He smiled and said: "People who practice martial arts have big appetites. This is not surprising at all. I'm not that old yet! Back then, there was a man who fled to the Western Regions.
A Tule master has to eat a sheep and more than ten kilograms of biscuits for one meal. The bigger the meal, the greater the strength. The Turle master can stop a galloping horse by raising his arms and hold it by himself.
The reins can pull down dozens of camels."
Jiang Zhen showed a surprised expression and asked curiously: "I wonder who has better martial arts skills than this Tule master or Cheng Lang?"
Cheng Sanwu glanced at Jiang Zhen and smiled with a hint of regret: "What a pity. Not long after I arrived in the Western Region, I heard that this man died and I had no chance to compete with him."
Jiang Zhen moved to the edge of the couch where he was sitting, as if leaning down to retrieve something, and at the same time asked: "Isn't it possible that the officers and soldiers of the imperial court won't be able to take down such a powerful person for a while? Jiang Zhen is not talented, and he has also seen the sword of an expert.
I have great admiration for martial arts masters."
"Hey, that guy wasn't killed in a duel." Cheng Sanwu laughed: "Who said he had a big appetite? The enemy directly poisoned the roasted sheep, and the next day people saw a body bleeding and rotting.
A stinking corpse."
Jiangzhen paused when she heard this. At this moment, she was holding an exquisite gold lacquer box in her hand. Although there was no strange look on her face, she was still stunned in place.
"I'm also a bitch, why are you talking like this?" Cheng Sanwu slapped his forehead in self-reproach, and then clasped his fists at Jiangzhen to apologize: "Miss Jiangzhen, please forgive me, I don't know how to talk. If I offend the girl, you
Just treat me like a stone on the roadside. If you really can't bear it, just curse me out."
"Mr. Cheng traveled to the Western Regions in the past. What he saw and heard, how could he be compared to a weak woman like me?" Jiang Zhen moved lightly, with an outstanding figure and a charming smile.
Then she signaled the maid to remove the trivial cups and plates from the tables, and gently put down the exquisite lacquer box in her hand.
"What is this?" Cheng Sanwu didn't look at the lacquer box, but instead focused on the girl Jiangzhen.
The crystal palace lanterns placed in the four corners of the hall emitted a soft light. It was only at this moment that Cheng Sanwu realized that Jiang Zhen's proud figure had been covered up by the loose wide-sleeved blouse outside. She wore a close-fitting pomegranate red chest-length skirt.
Although there is no ravine exposed, it only covers the snow. No wonder Jiang Zhen's steps are always so gentle and delicate. If the movement is a little bigger, I am afraid it will not be able to cover the red plum blossoms in the snow and the blooming spring color.
Jiang Zhen felt the man's gaze very clearly. She deliberately pretended to be aware of it but did not dare to say it clearly. A blush appeared on her face. She opened the lacquer box with her little finger raised slightly, revealing a green lotus leaf-shaped box inside.
Wine cup.
"This is the wine vessel of the Immortal family, and it's called 'Manjuanhe'." Jiang Zhen carefully took out the green wine cup, placed it on the table, patted it with her palms, and the maid held up a wine pot with a high neck and long flow.
Jiangzhen took the jug, glanced slightly to signal the maids to step back, and then personally poured the wine for Cheng Sanwu. The clear and watery liquor was poured into the lotus curtain. The aroma of wine and lotus suddenly came out.
Cheng Sanwu raised his eyebrows repeatedly and moved his index finger.
Jiang Zhen put down the wine pot, held up the wine cup and brought it to Cheng Sanwu. His eyebrows were seductive and he spoke of orchid and musk: "When the lotus curtain is filled with wine, it will emit the fragrance of lotus leaves, which can keep people from getting drunk after a thousand cups."
Cheng Lang is a great man in the world, so he should drink from this cup."
Cheng Sanwu has a lot of experience in drinking situations. When he helped Lao Su in the Western Regions, it wasn't all about fighting with swords. When discussing business, it was inevitable to toast each other. Lao Su had to keep his head to think about things, and most of the time it was Cheng Sanwu.
He stepped in to stop the drinking. Anyway, he had never seen anyone who drank better than himself.
However, Sanwu was really a bit drunk on this return trip, not because of the wine, but because of the beauty in front of her. The fragrance of orchids exuding from Jiang Zhen's body seemed to be better than the fragrance of wine and lotus.
Cheng Sanwu took the wine cup and accidentally touched Jiang Zhen's delicate and tender fingers. His heart skipped a beat. He stretched out his long arms and hugged Jiang Zhen's slim waist. She just let out a exclamation and said,
He was pulled in front of him by Cheng Sanwu.
Cheng Sanwu raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, his energy and blood boiling. At the same time, he couldn't help but move his hands up and down, feeling Jiang Zhen's exquisite and graceful body.
"How do you feel, Cheng Lang?" Jiang Zhen's eyes flickered, but she did not resist the other party's movements. She paid close attention to Cheng Sanwu's changes and filled him a glass at the same time.
"Smells, it smells so good." Cheng Sanwu quickly drank the liquor again, put his face directly close to Jiang Zhen's shoulder, neck and collarbone, and rubbed and sniffed her back and forth.
Jiang Zhen accepted it calmly. She had long been used to this kind of situation. Cheng Sanwu's behavior was also expected by her, but she felt a little disappointed.
This man who is favored by Sister Fu is just like thousands of ordinary men. He will take the bait if he shows a slight flirtation, which is easier than teasing cats and dogs.
"The little girl is confused, is Cheng Lang talking about the aroma of wine or lotus?" Jiang Zhen still did not forget to fill Man Juan He with strong liquor.
"You smell good." Cheng Sanwu turned back to drink, then looked straight at Jiang Zhen: "You really smell good, I can't wait to eat you."
The hot masculine breath hit her face. Jiangzhen planned to show her delicate attitude of refusing to welcome him as she originally intended. This would only arouse the man's desire to conquer. This is a brilliant skill in the Fengyue field, which has never been done before.
There are men who can resist such temptations.
But Jiang Zhen inexplicably felt an indescribable terror overflowing from Cheng Sanwu's body. When she saw the black clouds in Cheng Sanwu's eyes, she couldn't help but feel her heart tighten, her wrists went soft, and the wine bottle fell to the ground.
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There was a clang sound, and Cheng Sanwu's tiger body trembled, and he turned his head to look. Jiang Zhen quickly slipped out of his arms, suppressed the fear in her heart, and quickly took a few steps back.
Cheng Sanwu shook his head vigorously, as if he was drunk. He instinctively threw away the curtains and raised his hands to press his temples with bulging veins.
Jiang Zhen retreated to the edge of the stairs and saw Qin Wangshu nodding to her. She quickly stepped forward to support Cheng Sanwu and whispered softly: "Mr. Cheng is drunk, how about you come with me to rest?"
"Yeah." Cheng Sanwu just responded casually.
Although Cheng Sanwu was burly, strong and tall, Jiang Zhen secretly used her inner strength to help him climb the steps.
The lights on the third floor of Tianxiang Pavilion were dim, and through the heavy gauze curtains, one could see Afu leaning on an embroidered pillow on a large bed. She took off her previous heroic men's clothes, untied her bun, left her bare feet, and tied her wrists and ankles.
There are several rings of ring bells, and several thin gold chains on the shoulders and waist are dangled with necklaces. The only cloth on the body is a bright red veil, like a coquettish dancer.
Seeing such an alluring scenery, Cheng Sanwu, who was originally groggy, seemed to be a little more energetic. Afu swept her legs and her whole body seemed to slide off the bed. She stood up and stepped forward on tiptoe, and the bells on her wrists and ankles sounded crisply.
"How about the two of us accompany you tonight?" Afu leaned in front of her, her red lips leaned against Cheng Sanwu's ear and breathed out warm fragrance, and her veil teased her cheeks and temples.
"I..." Cheng Sanwu was at a loss for a moment, Afu couldn't help but say, she took him to the bed by his collar and pushed him down.
Cheng Sanwu's limbs were weak, his mind was dizzy, and he couldn't resist at all. He watched Afu sit on top of him, and moved closer to the pair of green eyes in front of him, the light flickering.
"Wait, wait a minute." Cheng Sanwu forced himself to clear his mind and struggled to say, "You are the one, so you don't have to say anything."
Cheng Sanwu raised his thumb, and Afu remained silent. When he saw him, he smiled bitterly and said, "But when I see you, you really... can't get excited."
The atmosphere was obviously tense, but Cheng Sanwu's words completely broke the situation. Qin Wangshu and Jiang Zhen, who were secretly observing not far away, were stunned. Afu was silent for a long time, and then there was a crisp sound, and she gave Cheng a hard blow.
Three-five-one slaps were so powerful that they blew the gauze around them.
There was a slap mark on Cheng Sanwu's face, and he fainted immediately. Afu seemed to be angry, and slapped her again with her backhand. This time, Cheng Sanwu's cheeks became red and swollen.
"I'm convinced." Afu stood up and complained, putting her hand on her forehead.
Qin Wangshu quickly put Afu's robe on, and she turned to Jiang Zhen and said, "While he is unconscious, take action immediately."
Jiang Zhen nodded, and brought a wooden box for makeup from the corner to the bedside. However, what he took out was not makeup powder, but a slender gold needle like a cow hair, with a red silk thread at the end. Afu sat down next to Cheng San again.
Next to Wu, Qin Wangshu and Qin Wangshu quickly stripped off all his clothes, revealing his strong and plump physique.
But none of the three women had any extra thoughts. They treated Cheng Sanwu like a butcher facing an animal to be slaughtered. The slender golden needles were swirling and piercing Cheng Sanwu's key points. The red thread was stretched straight, and the other end was connected.
He put on the wooden box of the makeup box and set up a bronze mirror that could not reflect his face. Light and shadow like smoke began to appear in the mirror.
"How?" Afu pressed the pulse gate on Cheng Sanwu's wrist and asked seriously.
"Sure enough, as expected, the internal Qi mechanism gradually became disordered." Jiang Zhen replied.
Afu frowned slightly: "Is this also the case for those who drank the wine contained in the mantle and lotus?"
A few days ago, Afu got the mantle scroll lotus from Gongchen Wei Zhaoyangjun. At that time, she suspected that the thing was different, so she gave it to Jiangzhen for inspection.
On the surface, Jiang Zhen is the oiran of Tianxiang Pavilion who is proficient in piano and cooking, but secretly she is a capable subordinate secretly trained by Afu. She is well versed in the science of acupuncture and medicine. She discovered that there is a rare poison hidden in this jade wine cup, which is not the poison in the smear cup.
, but is integrated into the material of the wine vessel in a very clever way, and the toxins can only be exuded by the alcohol odor.
Jiang Zhen used some means to secretly feed the wine contained in Manjuanhe to several martial arts practitioners. After a while, these unlucky ghosts became disturbed and their minds went crazy.
"Although they are crazy, after careful inspection, I found that they are not simply mentally disturbed." Jiang Zhenyan said: "This poisonous wine will arouse the nature... Those who tried the poison were all men, and their desires increased greatly after drinking. I let
A few ewes were led away, but they were still hungry, working hard, and refused to stop until their energy and blood were exhausted."
When Qin Wangshu heard this, he frowned and tried not to look at Cheng Sanwu who was stripped of all his clothes.
"Arouse her true nature." Afu thought in her heart. Zhaoyang Jun sent her a lotus, perhaps in order to arouse the bloodthirsty desire that she had suppressed for many years. Once Afu couldn't help but cause harm everywhere, the situation would escalate, and Gong
Even Chen Wei couldn't protect her.
"It's just that I don't understand." Jiang Zhen looked at the changing light and shadow in the dressing mirror: "Cheng Sanwu drank three cups in a row. It's not easy to sustain it, but why did he..."
Jiang Zhen couldn't figure it out for a while. The "guest of honor" at this Tianxiang Pavilion meeting was indeed Cheng Sanwu. The purpose of this banquet from beginning to end was to make him relax his vigilance, lure him to drink poisonous wine, and test his inner nature.
The strange thing is that Cheng Sanwu didn't get mad as expected. Before being slapped unconscious, he could still say such stupid words, which made everyone's efforts in vain. No wonder Afu was angry.