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Chapter 123 Gentle Township

"Feng Gong, calm down."

As an outsider, Shen Lie hurriedly tried to persuade Feng Bao to make peace: "Don't hurt the harmony over such a trivial matter."

Why bother.

In Shen Lie's view, a royal relative like Mr. Zhen might be a ruthless person like the nephew of the current Queen Mother, so it wouldn't be a big deal to visit a brothel.

Powerful.

Is there anyone who doesn’t act recklessly?

Feng Bao also knew that he couldn't resist, so he had no choice but to nod his head under Shen Lie's persuasion, then lowered his head and said nothing.

In the elegant room.

The two poor people were still babbling and singing The West Chamber: "He sleeps alone for you in a dream. He sleeps alone and sleeps alone. He forgets to eat and sleep. He can't help but wear clothes in the cold at midnight. He is endlessly sad and lonely and sheds tears."

Without Feng Bao's obstruction, Mr. Zhen completely let himself go. While teasing the delicate beauty in his arms, he tasted wine and gradually became romantically involved.

Feng Bao couldn't sit still anymore, his old black face was tangled for a while, and he was about to have another attack, but Shen Lie suddenly held his arm down.

Shen Lie grabbed Feng Bao's sleeve, held him down, and quickly persuaded him a few words: "Feng Gong, calm down, calm down."

What is this for?

Why did he lose his temper even after a disagreement? As a time traveler, Shen Lie felt that what Mr. Zhen did was actually not a big deal.

Isn't it just a young man from a rich family who has just grown up and is full of curiosity about the world. He comes to visit a nightclub and asks some girls to drink and sing with him?

I didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

This kind of thing...

Shen Lie has long been used to strange things, but don’t you see, among the princes, Mr. Li, and other wealthy second-generation people in later generations, who is not a master at playing with girls?

What kind of big stars and small Internet celebrities can't just come and go at a moment's notice?

Shen Lie used the corner of his eye to look at Mr. Zhen's frizzy hands, and then tactfully persuaded Feng Bao: "Mr. Feng, calm down. As the saying goes, your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Don't be a bully or a horse for your children and grandchildren."

I only visited a brothel for the first time when I was 17 or 18 years old, which was really good among the ordinary wealthy children in the capital, compared with those stubborn children who were grooms every night.

This is simply a breath of fresh air!

Following Shen Lie's eloquent talk, some explanations were given.

Feng Bao had no choice but to suppress the unknown fire in his heart and took a deep breath.

Seeing that he had lost his temper, Shen Lie persuaded him softly: "Young Master Zhen is at his most energetic age. If you don't let him vent it out, something will happen sooner or later."

Shen Lie finally figured it out, this was Leng Tou Qing who was in the rebellious stage.

I can't stop it!

This is like an Internet-addicted boy who is young, energetic, and full of desire for the world. The consequences of trying to stop him are...

His rebellious psychology became even stronger.

At this time, Shen Lie's eyes narrowed, and his faint gaze reminded him that he was seventeen or eighteen years old when he left home to go to Hengdian to work as a drifter in the north.

But as soon as I arrived in Hengdian, I became obsessed with games and played in the Internet cafe in the dark every day. Later, I became a human being and a ghost.

Those miserable days actually made Shen Lie a little traumatized.

Then Shen Lie said again: "This man has never failed in his life. Feng Gong wants him to grow up safely and have children. This life will be smooth sailing and he will never make mistakes... I dare to ask Feng Gong. Have you done it yourself?”

Feng Bao was stunned by these words.

Then Shen Lie smiled again and said softly: "Feng Gong, dare you say that you didn't do a few ridiculous things when you were young?"

Feng Bao was speechless for a moment and looked at Shen Lie intently, as if he wanted to refute...

But there was no way to refute it.

During the babbling little song, Feng Baoding looked at Shen Lie intently, speechless, and couldn't help but recall the most ridiculous thing he had done when he was young.

He was seventeen or eighteen years old at the time. He listened to others' instigation and impulsively went to the ablution room to have himself stabbed for the sake of glory and wealth.

That knife goes down...

It caused him pain for a lifetime.

After a period of silence, Feng Bao finally calmed down and said softly: "That makes sense."

Shen Lie smiled freely, picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured himself a glass, and poured another glass for Feng Bao.

"Come, drink."

Shen Lie tilted his neck and drank the fine wine in the cup. He watched Feng Bao also pick up the wine cup and silently drank the bitter wine into his throat.

Surrounded by the finest incense and accompanied by a considerate steward, before we knew it, the two of us drank one glass at a time.

Time passed minute by minute.

It's getting late.

As Shen Lie's eyes narrowed, he pretended to pick up a glass of wine and looked at Mr. Zhen who was embracing the beauty. He had already put his frizzy hands into the Qingguo's arms and kneaded them wantonly under the thin clothes. , that extraordinarily beautiful little girl had no choice but to flatter him.

But seeing that Mr. Zhen's young, white and fat face was now flushed, and his mouth and eyes were crooked, Shen Lie secretly winked at Feng Bao.

about there.

Feng Bao understood this and saw that Mr. Zhen was getting drunk, and the frivolous man's movements became slower and slower, and then he slowly slid under the table.

Shen Lie had quick eyes and quick hands, and he was the closest, so he rushed over, hugged Mr. Zhen, and then forcibly lifted him up.

Looking at Mr. Zhen with drunken eyes and crooked eyes...

Shen Lie called softly: "Master, Master?"

no response.

Shen Lie smiled slightly. As he expected, this young man was not familiar with the experience of visiting a brothel for the first time. After being coaxed by the waiter for a few words, he just focused on drinking.

Just drink it!

What a fool.

Feng Bao also quickly got up and walked quickly. Looking at the drunk young man, he stretched out his hand and rolled his eyelids in worry.

Shen Lie hurriedly said: "It's okay."

Feng Bao nodded and shouted toward the door: "Come in and help."

Several masters from Dongchang who were guarding outside the door hurriedly walked in and took the drunk young man from Shen Lie's arms without saying a word.

As Feng Bao took out a hundred taels of silver notes and put it on the table, and with another glare, a Dongchang stall owner quickly took off his coat and wrapped it up for Long Live Master.

Feng Bao then shouted: "Let's go!"

The group of people hurried outside and carefully descended the stairs.

After a while.

Outside the gate of Fengya Pavilion.

The old madam, who had received a hundred taels of prostitution money, swung her waist and chased after her. Her charming face was full of smiles and she was waving her hands.

"A few distinguished guests... come again."

But Feng Bao, Shen Lie and others had no intention of dealing with her and left in a hurry.

It was already late at night.

Walking on the long street in early summer, Shen Lie was blown by the cool night breeze. Shen Lie pulled off the collar of his clothes and looked up at the sky.

It was already midnight, and the streets were dimly lit.

The teahouse and brothel are about to close. In the upper room, the benefactor and the girl must have negotiated terms and are currently having an affair.

The sweet smell of rouge floats in the breeze.

The group walked through the deep alley in the inner city wall and came to the intersection. A Dongchang stall walking in front came over in a tangled manner.

The stall owner came over and said softly: "Father, at this hour, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back."

By this time the palace door had long been closed.

When Feng Bao heard this, he frowned slightly and said softly: "Go to Xiyuan."

The stall owner hurriedly saluted respectfully, waved to his subordinates and said, "Let's go."

Watching a few people pick up the drunk Long Live Lord and walk towards Xiyuan, watching a few people leave quickly, Feng Bao turned back to look at Shen Lie.

Shen Lie couldn't go home at this time.

The inner city gate has also been closed long ago.


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