The sky was dark, the imperial capital Bianliang was shrouded in a leaden color, and a depressing feeling of an approaching storm suddenly surged into everyone's hearts.
Lao Li looked up at the cloudy sky, and couldn't help cursing a few words in his heart, and his eyes followed the increasingly low dark clouds and turned to the small shop opposite him.
Opposite is a small shop selling rouge and gouache. The proprietress of the shop is frothing at the mouth and introducing the new rouge and gouache in her shop to the customers. The proprietress also twists her plump buttocks from time to time, and her round buttocks follow
Her steps trembled, and the proud breasts on her chest were so turbulent that it made people think endlessly.
His eyes fell from the crowd on the street to the proprietress with an endless charming smile on her face. A ball of blazing fireworks suddenly rose in Lao Li's heart. He poured saliva on his throat.
After swallowing it, his eyes once again fell on the beautiful face that still had charm. If he could marry such a woman in this life, he would have no regrets even if his life was shortened by ten years. Lao Li's heart swayed, and he couldn't help but think to himself:
.The low, cloudy and cold sky seemed to be expelled from his mind all of a sudden, and a wave of warmth began to surge throughout his body.
This is just an ordinary small street in Bianliang, the imperial capital. It is not far from the Xihua Gate. Most of the pedestrians who disembark from the Naxi Pier will pass by here, and this also forms a bustling street. This street is not
It is too wide and can only accommodate two carriages side by side, so pedestrians here do not ride horses or carriages, but walk on this street. After entering the Xihua Gate, there is a spacious main trunk
The main road leads into the city, and travelers on horseback or carriages take advantage of this main road.
The street, which is not too wide, is crowded with pedestrians. In addition to the dazzling shops on both sides of the street, there are also tourists and guests from all over the country. However, this street occupies a sufficient geographical location.
It makes this street particularly prosperous.
Lao Li is not really very old. He is just a sturdy man in his thirties, with strong muscles and a wild explosive power. His bronze complexion and shaggy hair make him full of energy.
He has endless masculine charm, and the angular and black face reveals a bit of resolute temperament. A coarse cloth tightly wraps his eight-foot-tall body, showing a majestic temperament.
He touched the stubble under his chin and felt that the hard beard pricked his hand, causing slight pain. However, Lao Li still looked intently at the proprietress of the rouge shop. And the other female customers in the rouge shop were there.
In his eyes, she was not even a ten thousandth as good as the landlady. Look at that figure, that buttocks, straight where they should be, and straight where they should be, as well as her beautiful and smooth jade neck and her
Wang Chunsui's captivating eyes almost took away Lao Li's soul. Another mouthful of bitter liquid surged up in his throat, and his Adam's apple moved again unconsciously.
Lao Li is just a broker. He just pulls some travelers who have just arrived here on this street, introduces them to which inns in the city are cheap and comfortable, and then recommends to them some of the better hotels in the imperial capital.
There are distinctive restaurants. If anyone still wants to visit the brothels in the imperial capital, he also knows which brothel has girls who are talented and gentle, and the prices are fair.
He was born and raised here, and anecdotes about the imperial capital are familiar to him. In his words, the emperors took turns to sit down, but he still had the final say in Xiting Street. No, in the past few years, that
The Liu family's buttocks have not yet warmed up, and now it belongs to the Guo family, and he, Lao Li, still dominates this Xiting Street.
Of course, Lao Li is not just a broker. He can be called a broker leader, and he has dozens of brothers. But Lao Li always thinks that he is a broker, because he is
A broker slowly bought the entire Xiting Street. He didn't do much business himself. Although he only wore cloth clothes all day long, his net worth was obviously not as shabby as it seemed.
Lao Li stood opposite the rouge shop, admiring the charming and charming proprietress of the rouge shop. It became his daily homework. He didn't know how long he had been coveting the proprietress, except for her eyes that were as charming as spring water.
In addition, there is also her face that can be blown away, all of which are deeply imprinted in Lao Li's bones.
In fact, Lao Li has a family, but people will always get tired of eating the same kind of food for a long time. Although Lao Li is not the kind of person who always gives up, he still has a touching feeling about the Rouge Shop.
Boss lady, he has an inexplicable feeling that is difficult to express, but he can only watch silently every day. In addition to the emotion between men and women, he feels that there is an unspeakable feeling hidden in his heart. What is it specifically?
He couldn't tell it either.
Just when Lao Li was feeling charming, he saw an equally strong man walking towards him. His black hair was casually draped behind his head, and his tight clothes exuded a powerful aura. The man was about the same age as him.
Lao Li was similar, he was also in his thirties, but he walked like a general inspecting the army with a dragon-like stride, exuding a faint aura of majesty. He was like a general with outstanding military exploits.
"Boss and the others are here. Only the boss is back, and there are two strange men accompanying him." The man who acted like a general nodded to me and whispered to him. He was not because of Lao Li's words.
His green eyes rested on the plump figure of the rouge shop proprietress and he was surprised. This seemed to be a common occurrence for him.
"Have you found out the identities of those two people?" Lao Li withdrew his gaze and asked the man in a low voice. The two of them stood facing each other like friends who met by chance on the street, whispering to each other.
No one could see any clues, and no one felt anything strange.
"Not yet, I believe there will be news soon. The boss seems to be very familiar with these two people, especially the 17 or 18-year-old boy. The boss calls him his adopted brother. The boss may have taken him in again.
I’m my younger brother, but this time I think it’s the kind of sworn brother Jinlan, who seems to value that young man very much.”
"It doesn't matter. In that case, we will visit again later. I don't know if the boss will gain anything when he comes back this time. If he only accepts a cousin, those people may make a big fuss again. You send someone to keep an eye on him secretly.
Hurry up, when the boss comes back this time, I don’t know what conspiracy those people will come up with. The current situation is unstable, His Majesty is seriously ill and it is difficult to recover, and the current battle for the throne is between Yu Yan and Yu Lie. When the boss comes back this time,
How many pairs of eyes are staring at him is really worrying."
"Alas, except for the boss's sworn brother, there is no one in the whole Zhou Dynasty who is qualified to take on this important task. Those people are just mediocre. Your Majesty will definitely pass the throne to him, but it's hard for a villain to prevent it.
, it’s just worrying.”
"Alai, boss, they have disembarked. Hurry up and send someone to keep an eye on them." Hearing this, Lao Li told the man. The man named Alai had a solemn look on his face, promised repeatedly, turned around and hurried away.
Looking at Alai's generous back, Lao Li suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. If there are people he trusts in this world, then Alai is one of them. Alai was originally a scholar, teaching in a private school in the countryside.
However, an accident brought him to this imperial capital. At that time, it was not called Da Zhou, but should be called Da Jin. At that time, it was not the world of the Guo family, but the world of the Shi family. At that time, he, Old Li, was still
He was really just a broker. A chance encounter brought him and Alai together. From then on, their passionate career of dominating the streets began.
Lao Li knew that Alai, a slender scholar, had to go through many life-and-death battles with him before he could develop a body as strong as a tiger. However, they both knew that they were not able to stop each other.
How many times have they been slashed by blades, how many times have they passed by the god of death, how many times have they fought for territory, and how many times have they been scarred. All of this has laid a solid foundation for their firm brotherhood.
Whenever Alai's squinted smile was like the smiling Maitreya Buddha, Lao Li felt an indescribable sense of comfort. He felt that that kind of smile was the most reassuring smile in the world. It was a kind of smile.
Dependence with trust that goes deep into the bone marrow. That is what brothers are. Without any words, only one look and one action can reveal everything.
Pedestrians were coming and going on the street, and the customers in the rouge shop came and went. The proud and firm breasts of the proprietress of the rouge shop were like a pair of white rabbits that never know how tired they are.
Lao Li's eyes were shaking. For a moment, there was an obsession-like light in Lao Li's eyes, and he couldn't help but swallow the saliva that surged up and swirled in his throat.
Lao Li once again reluctantly moved his eyes away from the pair of little white rabbits that were wandering around. His eyes passed through the crowd, and his face changed slightly. He saw three people following him from the entrance of the street.
As the crowd slowly approached, there was nothing special about the decorations of the three people, but in Lao Li's eyes, they seemed extremely unique.
I saw a red-faced man with a tall figure in silver robes leading the two of them to walk among the crowd. The red-faced man said something to the two people behind him from time to time, with a proud look on his face. The red-faced man
Behind the man is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in black clothes. His angular face reveals a hint of resolute temperament. The young man's body exudes a trace of pure strength and aura like the holy sun, which is unforgettable. He is indeed a talented person.
, Dragon among men, Lao Li secretly admired in his heart. The other man was a man in rough clothes decorated like a horse. There was a fierce but cowardly aura about that man. It was not good for Lao Li.
What a judgment to make.
The three people followed the crowd and got closer and closer to Lao Li. The red-faced man only glanced at Lao Li slightly. It was just a few ordinary glances. To outsiders, it was just ordinary.
He just looked at it, but couldn't find anything suspicious about it. But Lao Li's eyes lit up and he didn't look at the red-faced man. When the three people slowly moved farther and farther away from him, he lowered his head and thought.
stand up.
The proprietress of the rouge shop opposite was trying her best to recommend the new rouge and gouache in her shop to her customers. Occasionally she would raise her eyebrows, and her strange watery gaze would pass over Lao Li, who was lowering his head and thinking. Seeing this,
The corner of the landlady's mouth raised slightly, and a charming smile that was as charming as a hundred flowers blooming suddenly appeared on her face.
But Lao Li didn't see all this. If he saw the landlady's charming smile, his soul would immediately fall on the landlady and he would never care about any mundane things in this world.
Lao Li, who was bowing his head and thinking deeply, did not know that a man with strange decorations suddenly appeared among the tightly packed crowd around him. What he was thinking about was the meaning of the red-faced man's slight glances.
"Amitabha, this donor, the greedy monk is so polite." Just as Lao Li frowned and thought, a deep voice suddenly rang in his ears, making his heart tremble violently. He raised his head,
But he found that he didn't know when there was an old monk standing next to him. His robes were in tatters, but he was a kind-hearted old monk.
It's really unlucky. Although there are many people from all religions and nine schools in the imperial capital, monks are rare. And there are rumors in the world that only monks and nuns should not be messed with. Unexpectedly, I met a monk while standing opposite my favorite proprietress's shop, and that
The sudden sound of the Buddha's name interrupted his thoughts again, which made Lao Li furious. However, seeing this kind-faced old monk with tattered monk uniforms, who was also quite old, Lao Li still felt that he was a monk.
A well-educated person. As soon as anger appeared on his face, he immediately put it back.