When Cheng Sanwu came to Tianxiang Pavilion again, he happened to see a few evil young men in soap clothes standing guard not far away outside the courtyard. At first glance, they were Du Jianzhang's men.
"Oh, that guy is really not afraid of death." Cheng Sanwu praised, turned over and dismounted, and the evil men in soap clothes saw a burly evil man approaching with a ferocious smile, and they pushed each other and fled in fear.
"Hey, don't run!" Cheng Sanwu cursed, and then muttered: "Don't you just want to ask a few questions, but you look like you've seen a ghost?"
Ignoring the group of bad guys in soap clothes, Cheng Sanwu knocked on the door of Tianxiang Pavilion. A young man in green clothes opened the door to greet him. He obviously remembered Cheng Sanwu and bowed his hands in salute.
"I want to see your girl Jiangzhen." Cheng Sanwu handed the immortal order to You: "If you don't stay overnight, I will give you a gift and leave after saying a few words."
"Please wait a moment, distinguished guest." The young man in Tsing Yi immediately came inside to announce.
Cheng Sanwu was a little uneasy. He was not a person who was afraid of things. The more critical the life and death situation, the more fanatical fighting spirit he could arouse. However, facing these women headed by Afu, he actually had the idea of staying away from them.
After taking off the box hanging on the horse's back, Su Wangting was fully prepared. Before leaving Quzhi City in the Western Region, one of the treasures he chose to take away was Afu's, but he had not yet decided when to give it away.
Su Wangting is a businessman who understands people's hearts and will not easily break his skin. Even as a disciple and former official of Prime Minister Lu, he will try his best to make friends with someone like A Fu, who is a secret servant, instead of making unreasonable grudges.
Seeing that Afu valued Cheng Sanwu, Su Wangting simply asked Lao Cheng to send gifts to apologize. In his opinion, the noble ladies of Chang'an, the imperial capital, often recruit outstanding talents as guests, and their style is open and uninhibited.
Restricted by etiquette and law. If Cheng Sanwu could really please this dominatrix, Su Wangting wouldn't think there was anything wrong with it.
The young man in green clothes went out to fetch the horse again, and another young man in scarlet skirt welcomed Cheng Sanwu into the courtyard. However, there was no sound of silk and bamboo music today, and the Tianxiang Pavilion was very quiet.
Outside the Zhulou on the third floor, Miss Jiangzhen is wearing a goose-yellow tube top and a waist-length pleated skirt, with a light green gauze jacket draped over it. She holds a round fan in her hand. She does not look like a courtesan in a brothel, but like those who are proficient in literature, ink and poetry.
Girls' school book.
"Last time we said goodbye in a hurry, I was worried about offending Cheng Lang, so I was thinking about whether to write a letter to express my true feelings. I never thought that Cheng Lang would come in person today, and I would be very happy."
Miss Jiangzhen stepped forward slowly, the elegant and fresh scent of blue musk came to her face. She raised her slender jade fingers and pressed them on the back of Cheng Sanwu's hand. Her eyes were shining. Even if she was used to seeing beautiful men in the world, she was afraid...
To be stirred up to the point where your heart is tingling.
Although Jiang Zhen's cool little hands felt very comfortable, Cheng Sanwu didn't dare to be careless. He leaned back a little and moved the box on the side in front of him to separate them.
"I'm here to see my mother this time... uh, I'm here to see Miss Afu." Cheng Sanwu was so uncomfortable when he said this that he almost bit his tongue: "In Ginkgo Garden before, everyone made a joke.
Su asked me to apologize, and this is a gift to her."
Jiangzhen covered half of her face with a round fan, frowned slightly, and showed a bit of resentment: "Cheng Lang, did you come to Tianxiang Pavilion just to find Sister Fu? If this word spreads, I'm afraid that Pingkangfang will be in trouble.
The other girls will make fun of me for my old age."
"No, this, this is not the same thing." Cheng Sanwu hurriedly explained: "I don't know where to find Miss Afu. You are familiar with her, so I will leave the things here. Can you please help me?"
Transmitted.”
Jiangzhen raised her hand to hold her heart, with tears in her eyes, and softly lamented: "You men, all of you, are fond of the new and hate the old. I have seen Cheng Lang's majesty in person, and I am definitely not one of those people who talk ostentatiously, start chaos and end up giving up.
, never thought..."
"Hmm -?" Cheng Sanwu's face was full of confusion, and he felt like he couldn't turn his head around. Jiang Zhen, who used to pretend to be a mean madam in Ginkgo Garden, why did she suddenly become like this? Do I know her very well?
Seeing Cheng Sanwu's silly look, Jiang Zhen couldn't bear it any longer and burst into laughter. However, her good upbringing made her not forget to cover her face with a round fan.
Jiang Zhen laughed for a long time, and finally raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I won't joke with you anymore, Sister Fu is in the pavilion, you come with me."
After waving the other maids to leave, Jiang Zhen took Cheng Sanwu alone to the second floor of Zhu Tower. The furnishings here were slightly different from last time. Sandalwood couches were arranged against the wall, leaving a large open space.
As the incense curled up, I saw a man leaning on the ground with his arms on the ground, kneeling down, stripped down to his nose, his hair in a messy bun, and his head lowered. He had many bruises on his body, and Afu was sitting there.
On this man's back, he was like a seat.
At this time, Afu changed into a cherry red double-breasted skirt, her legs were crossed, and she was not wearing shoes. Her raised feet came out from under the skirt, and she was carefully held in Qin Wangshu's hands.
Qin Wangshu knelt down on one knee, holding a bamboo brush in his hand, and painted Afu's tiny toenails with bright red kodan. His movements were extremely light, lest there be a slight mistake, which would cause flaws in the beautiful feet in his hands.
"Sister Fu, just as you expected, Cheng Lang came to visit in person." Jiang Zhen covered her mouth and smiled softly.
Afu raised her eyes and looked at Cheng Sanwu, deliberately straightening her feet to show others, and asked: "Does it look good?"
When Cheng Sanwu saw those smooth and beautiful feet like mutton-fat jade, he almost blurted out the word "saucy hooves", so he had to deal with it casually: "Okay, they look good."
"This is too perfunctory." Afu picked up a rope at hand and pulled hard, and the man with his head lowered beneath him was forced to raise his face, and it turned out to be Du Jianzhang himself.
Du Jianzhang was extremely embarrassed at this moment. He had a jade ball stuffed in his mouth, with leather straps at both ends reaching the back of his neck and connected with a rope. The other end was naturally grabbed by Afu, just like putting a rein on a mule or horse.
"This guy." Afu looked like he was teasing cats and dogs: "In order to please me, he wrote seven or eight poems in one night, and praised me to the top of heaven and earth. You can't imitate others and say a few words.
You want to make me happy with just one sentence? Also, what’s your expression like that?”
When Cheng Sanwu saw this scene, he glared in disgust, bared his teeth, and looked quite ferocious. If he had put on his cassock and put on a posture, he would probably be able to carry it to a Buddhist temple as a Dharma Protector for people to worship.
"You almost tortured him to death." Cheng Sanwu vaguely saw Du Jianzhang's disheveled hair, his eyes blurred and out of focus, and his two slightly trembling arms supporting the ground, which was enough to prove that this man was constantly being stimulated.
It has reached its limit, and procrastinating it any longer may damage the vitality and leave the roots of irreparable injuries and diseases.
"What? You're not happy?" Afu's tone seemed to be provocative.
Cheng Sanwu just sneered: "I tried to persuade him, but in the end, this guy always regarded you as a weak woman. Now that you have ended up like this, you can't blame others. But...hehe!"
"But what?" Afu saw Cheng Sanwu holding the box in one hand and pinching the tip of his upper lip with the other, showing a cringe-worthy smile.
"I guess, I guessed." Cheng Sanwu repeated the statement: "A dandy like Du Jianzhang has long been accustomed to bossing others around. He must have played with women a lot on weekdays. Is it possible for him to sit like you like this?
Put him on your back and treat him like an animal... maybe he will enjoy it more?"
When these words came out, the three women in the room were slightly stunned and speechless, and the room suddenly fell into dead silence, with only Du Jianzhang's heavy breathing left.
Afu stood up suddenly, turned around and kicked out. Du Jianzhang's body hit the corner directly, and he fainted on the spot. He probably broke a few bones.
Cheng Sanwu saw this and laughed: "I thought you were enjoying it."
Afu originally looked down on Du Jianzhang, a vulgar man like Du Jianzhang who was incompetent, lustful, and stubborn. What he did just now was a deliberate humiliation of Du Jianzhang. Afu even felt that transforming this man into a low-level vampire was soiling herself.
Unexpectedly, after being pointed out by Cheng Sanwu, Afu discovered that Du Jianzhang was of a lowly nature and liked to be abused by women, which made it extremely rare for Afu to feel hatred.
"Are you very proud?" Afu turned around and stared fiercely at Cheng Sanwu, who was giggling.
"It's rare to see you suffer a loss." Cheng Sanwu really couldn't hold back his words now.
Afu was so annoyed that she stepped forward and kicked her, raising the hem of her light skirt. Cheng Sanwu raised his leg sideways to block, but found that the opponent just kicked a few times randomly, not a serious use of force at all.
From the perspective of Jiang Zhen, who was familiar with the love affairs between men and women, Sister Fu's behavior was not only unprecedented, but was also close to the level of a little girl's flirting. She was surprised and quickly covered her expression with a round fan, while paying close attention to the words and deeds of the two.
"Oh, okay, okay!" Cheng Sanwu realized that Afu had no intention of using force, and kicked her a few times: "If I hadn't told her, you would still have been kept in the dark. You are still a dominatrix."
Afu vented her anger a little, came to the couch and sat down, and asked angrily: "What are you doing in Tianxiang Pavilion?"
Cheng Sanwu handed the box forward, and Qin Wangshu took it on his own initiative: "Old Su said that I offended you at the Ginkgo Garden a few days ago, so I came to give you a gift to apologize."
Qin Wangshu opened the box, and inside was a dark red cloak. It felt neither silky nor numb, somewhat similar to animal plush, but it was not fluffy, but extremely dense and ironed.
"What is this?" Afu raised it with one finger and looked at it, seemingly without interest. Judging from Afu's desire to eat and wear something exquisite, this cloak looks a bit ordinary.
"Old Su said this is a fire rat fur coat." Cheng Sanwu explained: "Wearing this thing, you will not be afraid of being burned by fire. Didn't you have all your clothes burned by An Quti that time in the Western Regions? Old Su thought of this.
Fire Rat Fur."
Hearing about the burning of their clothes, Qin Wangshu and Jiang Zhen looked at each other with doubts in their eyes. Seeing them like this, Cheng Sanwu spread his palms and said, "I told you before, I told your family to envoy
But when it comes to intimacy, I've already seen her whole body."
Qin Wangshu frowned, suppressing the hurtful impulse, as if he felt that Cheng Sanwu's gaze had tarnished the fairy-like envoy Fu in his mind.
But Afu herself didn't care much. She stood up and put on the fire rat fur, and the hem was about to reach her knees. She looked around and said with a smile: "The person who weaved this cloak is definitely not a famous craftsman. At best, he can
The level of clothing."
"How can you be picky about such treasures? Some of them will be good to wear!" Cheng Sanwu crossed his arms across his chest.
"Is there anyone who apologizes like you?" Afu pursed her lips and smiled, more like coquettishness than blaming: "It was clearly you who lied about selling me to Tianxiang Pavilion before."
Cheng Sanwu said angrily: "Who would have thought that you could really pretend to be a ghost? It means that Old Su is kind-hearted and is afraid of annoying you, so he asked me to come over to give you gifts."
Afu was sitting on the couch, her slim figure wrapped in a fire rat fur, and the dark red fabric was stretched out into round lines, which were faintly visible and most seductive. She heard her say: "Su Wangting rushed to Ginkgo Garden in a hurry, but he was able to resolve disputes easily.
It’s such a pity that such ability is now ineffective.”
"Old Su has something to do, so you don't need to worry about it." Cheng Sanwu said proudly, "Old Su will host this year's Weinan treasure fighting event. We will leave Chang'an City tomorrow."
"Oh?" Afu has actually been sending people to pay close attention to the movements of Cheng Sanwu and others. Naturally, she knew that Su Wangting recently visited the four richest people in Chang'an and asked: "Did you know that almost everyone is killed or injured in the Weinan Treasure Fight every year?"
Cheng Sanwu asked: "Are you saying that in order to win the treasure battle, the four families will steal other families' treasures?"
"The business of the four families extends all over Daxia. They have seen a lot of rare treasures in the world. It is not worth it to go to war over this. And whoever strikes first will definitely attract a group of other families to besiege. The treasure fight will be His Highness King Qi's idea.
, People who break the rules will only cause unhappiness and ruin their own business in vain. This is the most stupid thing to do." Afu said:
"But with so many rare treasures being transported by water and land to Weinan, do you think those green forest heroes will be tempted? The four Chang'an families are not the only ones in the world. Since Su Wangting wants to apologize, I will go with you."
"You?" Cheng Sanwu was puzzled: "Don't you have any official duties on weekdays? Why do you seem to have nothing to do all day long and just go wherever you want?"
Afu's eyebrows were seductive, and she said teasingly: "My official duty is you."
Cheng Sanwu trembled when he heard this, and said quickly: "Don't talk nonsense... Okay, I delivered the things, and the previous matter has been revealed, right?"
"Aren't you going to stay for a glass of wine?" Afu asked again.
Thinking of the experience of the previous night, Cheng Sanwu shook his head and waved his hands as if to show off: "No, no, I'm leaving now!"
After saying this, Cheng Sanwu fled in a hurry, and Jiang Zhen didn't even have time to see off the guest.
"Envoy Fu, do you really want to set off with them?" Qin Wangshu asked from the side.
"Otherwise, do you think that Su Wangting gave this fire rat fur to make amends?" Afu shook up his cloak: "This person is very clever. He realized that I valued Cheng Sanwu, so he sent gifts to make friends with me, and wanted to use me to win over the servants.
Save help.”
"This person is a disciple of Prime Minister Lu, is this really okay?" Jiang Zhen was also slightly worried.
"If it is not necessary, we will not act as ministers, but just go and watch the excitement." Afu is a person who is accustomed to having fun. He stood up and took off his fire rat fur, frowning slightly and said: "We still need to find someone later.
Cut it out... Also, notify the Du family and ask them to take Du Jianzhang away. I don't want to see this person again in the future."