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Chapter 522 "The Dutiful Son Goes Out of the Street"

Coming out of Yueyao's flower boat, Mother Chun took a deep breath, her dignified expression relaxed a lot when she came.

This matter has been half done since Yueyao agreed, doing things for Miss Jiang Si... It is not difficult to say, easy to say, but not so easy.

The things Miss Jiang Si asked her to do would not be easy, but... they were all things that could be done with a lot of hard work.Unlike Mrs. Yang who is far away in Jiangnan Road, thinking of Mrs. Yang's whimsical ideas, Mother Chun couldn't help but be speechless: the requirements are very high, and the most troublesome things are pushed to the bottom with one mouth. Instead, it was Mrs. Yang herself who did the simplest things.If it weren't for Miss Jiang Si's help, who would be able to satisfy the request of Mrs. Yang?
Chun's mother slandered all the way, left the Weishui River, turned a corner, and entered Chang'an Avenue.

The streets of Chang'an City are bustling and bustling, a bit more bustling than the streets during the Baoling Festival.

Fortunately, the street is spacious, with three carriages passing side by side in the middle, and pedestrians can still walk around on both sides.

Mother Chun followed the pedestrians and walked forward slowly, looking at the pedestrians on the road curiously while walking.

The streets are bustling with people walking in rich clothes or ragged clothes. People of different powers and classes come in and out freely here.

Not only are the clothing classes different, but even the people are obviously not all Han Chinese. At a glance, black hair and black eyes, only [-] to [-]% are pure Central Plains Han people, and the remaining [-] to [-]% are from foreign countries.

Eight directions come to North Korea, and all directions are accommodated.Feelings when I first entered the city. At this moment, facing the crowds all over the street, Mother Chun felt even more heart-pounding.

It's really a pity that I don't come back to Chang'an City once in my life.

Just looking at it curiously, the crowd that was rushing forward slowly stopped.

This was not her illusion. Mother Chun looked at the three carriages passing side by side in the middle of the street. The appearance of those carriages was extremely elegant, and even the driver outside was neatly dressed.Those who dare to walk through the middle of Chang'an Avenue, where the rich and powerful are everywhere, without fear of bumping into and hurting others, must come from the rich and powerful.

Although she has not been in Chang'an for a long time, but...Mother Chun thinks that she can see several dignitaries every day when she goes out, and she can see several dignitaries at a glance on the street.They all have two eyes, one nose and one mouth, and they are not monsters with three heads and six arms!At most, it's just that the beauty and ugliness of life are different, and some people are particularly beautiful.

Chun's mother stopped along with the slowly stopping crowd, and only then did she swear in her heart that "some people's lives are just very beautiful", and the next moment, following the eyes of everyone, she saw the "beautiful life" in her heart. people.

Under the sunlight, a man in a smoky pink robe that stood out even in the bustling crowd appeared in the field of vision.

Chun's mother owns a brothel. Although it's not a serious business, it's a business of pleasing others. The ink in her stomach may be nothing but a couple of unscrupulous poems, but this The ability to see beauty, recognize beauty, and appreciate beauty is still there.After all, those who run a brothel don't even have this ability, so it's better not to open it.

It was because she knew a little better that she was so surprised when she suddenly saw a smoky pink robe among the bustling crowd on the street.

Thousands of colors in the world have their own unique beauty, and the same is true of pink, and it is so beautiful when you pick it up alone.

But the knowledge of dressing is actually very particular when studied carefully.The beauty is so delicate and charming, is the smoky pink like a peach blossom in early March that ordinary people can control?

No matter how beautiful the clothes are, they are still clothes, and they should be worn on the body to set off the color of the person.Clothes themselves are too beautiful, they will overwhelm the limelight of the people themselves, and they will not suit people as well as the clothes, but they will fall behind.

However, although these principles are elaborate, they can be detected at a glance by human eyes.

After all, everyone knows whether it looks good or not.

Smokey pink is not common in the bustling crowd, if there is, it mostly appears on women, and even women are not everyone's good-looking clothes.

But right now, this beautiful and charming smoky pink robe is an out-and-out man's robe.

Clothes are so beautiful that they can be seen at a glance by the beautiful crowd. It is not surprising if people are not as beautiful as the clothes.This kind of situation can be seen everywhere on the street. If it's just like this, most people will just look at it. It can lure the rushing crowd to pause. Mother Chun looks at the line in the sunlight as if the street is full of talented people. With a pale face, he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

A face completely overwhelmed the beauty of that smoky pink robe. On weekdays, that face was a bit extravagant and gorgeous. I don't know if it was because of the smoky pink robe on her body, but it faded away. It's a little bit gorgeous, and the cinnabar mole at the end of the eye is also inexplicably a bit colder, like an exile in the sun.

Originally, she thought that the face of this son of the world was suitable for a dignified and noble prince in the world, and that the totally different Banished Immortal was completely inappropriate, but the current facts really hit her in the face.

Chun's mother subconsciously waved the round fan she got from Yueyao, and followed everyone to look at him.

Such a beautiful woman, like the clear sky after the rain, when it appears in front of your eyes, the whole world is bright.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and the son of An Guogong is getting better and better.

The beauty who caused the crowd to pause didn't seem to notice anything at all, or she had this face since she was a child, and she was used to being surrounded by people.

At this moment, what he was doing had nothing to do with that "beautiful" face. He was walking slowly with his back to his hands, following behind a middle-aged man in his forties with a beard. .

In all fairness, although the man is middle-aged, his face is still pretty good.Not to mention among men in their forties, even if they are ten years younger than him, they may not be inferior to men in their thirties.

It's a pity that this face, which can be regarded as handsome and unrestrained, is just in front of that "such a beautiful woman". Against the background of the people behind, this face looks more and more moderate, and the originally pretty good appearance looks even more bleak .

"Father!" The beauty walking behind her back said slowly, "Father is right, Mr. Rong is extremely filial, I should learn from Mr. Rong!"

The old master Ji who was walking in front of him was even more stuck in his throat, and the expression on his face changed several times. He couldn't help looking back at his son who was strutting behind him. He staggered and almost fell down. .

This scene... I don't know why it looks a little funny.Mother Chun's hand shaking the round fan paused for a moment, and heard the sound of small discussions from someone beside her.

"Just now I didn't see the person in front of the prince An Guo. I thought he was walking something. This time the elder Ji is in a hurry, so he almost put a rope on his body and was walked away by the prince!"

Mother Chun: "..."

The words are a little harsh, but seeing how Master Ji took two steps and then turned his head, carefully checking to see if his son followed, it seemed to be quite similar.

One of the two walked leisurely, the other hurried and flustered, and walked into Huayue Tower all the way amidst the crowd watching.

Although it was broad daylight, there were still a few scattered tables of prostitutes in the lobby of Huayue Tower. At this time, those people were drinking flower wine and singing ditties with the girls, having a good time.

The atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious.

Until the father and son walked into the lobby of Huayue Tower one after the other, the harmonious atmosphere seemed to be choked by someone in an instant, and the small noise instantly became silent.

The entire Huayuelou lobby was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop.

Among the two people who came in, the father in the front looked embarrassed. Facing the faces of the friends who had been familiar with him in the past and avoided them, he could only squeeze a dry smile and say hello.

"Brother Zhou!"

"Brother Li!"

"Brother Wang!"

……

The fox friends and dog friends sitting behind the table looked at him and Ji Da Xiaozi who followed him out of the street with strange expressions.

Since that day Ji Da Xiaozi broke into Huayue Tower with a few people, he followed Ji brother Xiaozi out of the street every day in the past two days, in the name of learning from Rong Da Xiaozi.

How should I say it?As expected of a decent person!It's different from idlers like them, their ability and speed of learning are really amazing.From that day on, from the second day on, Ji Da Xiaozi often urged Brother Ji to go out to visit the brothel every early in the morning.

Every time he went out of the street, because of that unique face, the scene of the filial son going out of the street always attracted a lot of people to watch. The father and son were watched like this every day and walked into Huayue Tower.

Afterwards, the money in the pocket of Ji Da Xiaozi, whom Brother Ji had been thinking about for a long time, was really generous, just like what Brother Ji had dreamed of: Ji Da Xiaozi could not only carry the family business on his shoulders, but also Accompanying my father to visit brothels every day, and more importantly, the money is far more generous than that filial son of Rong Da!
After all, unlike Rongda Xiaozi who asked his mother every day for the money, Jida Xiaozi is really rich, so it can be said that all the girls in Huayuelou can be chosen by Brother Ji.

Ordinarily, when daydreams come true, brother Ji should be happy, and everyone should be envious.

But... the daydream has come true, but Brother Ji really can't be happy, not only Brother Ji can't be happy, they can't be happy either.

The filial son Rong can play with Master Rong because the father and son both know that the other is from my generation, and it doesn't matter if they are like dogs, both of them are of that virtue.

But the filial son Ji Da filial piety in front of him has the four characters of "a decent person" written all over his body, his face is cold and serious, but he is above filial piety.

When Brother Ji eats, he sits and serves wine and meals; People prepared copper basins for washing and waited outside through the screen.

This... Thinking that there is a "serious person" sitting outside the screen, and he is also a "serious person" who has made friends with the two adults of Dali Temple, who would have the thought to continue communicating with the girl?
What's more, in the daytime, seeing how filial and filial Ji Da's filial son was, it was extremely glamorous, and when he got home, he had to deal with a severe beating from his "loving father" An Guogong at home, on the grounds that he had brought down his eldest grandson.

What's more troublesome is that the filial son is too filial. Seeing his grandfather beat his father, he hurriedly stepped forward and explained that it was him, "Listen to your father and be filial!"

If you don't explain, the beating is finally over, but if you explain, there will be another beating.

Being filial by the filial son during the day, and being taught by the "loving father" when he returned home at night, brother Ji has aged ten times in just a few days, which makes the filial son behind him shine.

Even though they are all good women, but seeing such dutiful sons walking in the door, they can't help feeling that the dutiful sons of Brother Ji's family are really good looking, and they are worthy of those cold-hearted brothel girls Also "willing to post" characters.

Originally, it had nothing to do with them that the filial son of Ji went out every day. They didn't have such a powerful and overly filial son.

Besides, they are all friends of foxes and dogs, of course it is to see friends of foxes and dogs being unlucky, and it is even more joyful to watch it as a joke.

But... Ever since returning home yesterday, they were called to ask for a call by people like patriarchs and ancestors who don't see each other at home every day. They felt that it would be a joke to ask a filial son like Ji Daxiao to go out of the street again. It's on my head.

Those who can come out to fool around every day will not be some characters with high hopes in the family. They are all fooling around and waiting to die.

It's not a festival right now, but they were unexpectedly summoned by the ancestors, which really flattered them.

It would certainly not be a good thing to be summoned by the ancestors for nothing.The ancestors have a lot of things to do on weekdays, how can they have the time to take care of them?If it is not a last resort, who wants to see them?
Thinking of what the ancestors said yesterday, the expressions on their faces became a little subtle.

No one dared to persuade the filial son of Ji, but brother Ji, it's different.

A few friends found a table and sat down. They waved to Mr. Ji who was standing there, and said, "Brother Ji, come! I have something to say to you!"

Master Ji glanced at his "filial" son behind him, and hurriedly said, "I'm talking to a few friends, you...don't follow me anymore!"

The eldest filial son of his family nodded lightly, found a random seat and sat down.

It's hard for this ancestor to calm down for a while... Master Ji heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly touched in front of a few cronies, his red eyes were about to complain, but those cronies had already spoken before him.

"Brother Ji! Let me wait for a way out!" Master Wang said, wrinkling his face and frowning, "I was punished by my father and second uncle to kneel in the ancestral hall in the middle of the night yesterday. It's blue!"

(End of this chapter)