Need for a Guard

Since the matter of Wumei Pavilion didn't get involved in politics, the two old fellows Xiao Yan and Zeng Shan naturally didn't take this matter to heart.

The two walked out of the mansion with a smile, got into the sedan chair, and went straight to Mingyue Tower, euphemistically called "tasting tea".

And Cheng Ye came to Zeng Tong's study.

Seeing Zeng Tong frowning and thinking like a nerd, Cheng Ye felt a little contemptuous: What a dead-headed person.

The two old guys don't care much about the affairs between Charming Pavilion and Mingyue Tower.

However, Cheng Ye didn't think so.

He felt that he had the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and he was a super strong man who could compete with top men like the little playboy.

If he spent a lot of money to run the Mingyue Tower, it would be suppressed by an unremarkable third-rate brothel.

Who can't gossip behind his back: "Ah, look at who the boss of Mingyuelou is, it's really bad. If the little dude makes a random move, Mingyuelou will burp. It seems that the little dude is better than the boss of Mingyuelou many……"

Words like this will definitely spread quickly.

Wouldn't that mean pressing yourself under the mountain and never being able to turn over?

Therefore, Cheng Ye is not reconciled to being caught without a fight. He wants to use his own wisdom to fight. After careful consideration, he has decided to defeat Charming Pavilion with his own way, and it is barely a defeat. little dude.

But before that, he needs to suppress the arrogance of Charming Pavilion.

This arrangement that Young Master Nongyue came up with must be solved no matter what, and Zeng Tong, who is the number one scholar in literature, is naturally the best candidate to solve the arrangement.

Cheng Ye didn't bother Zeng Tong either, but leaned to one side with a deep smile, quietly watching Zeng Tong smacking his mouth intently.

Until the evening, Zeng Tong's eyebrows trembled, his shoulders shrugged and trembled, his eyes shone with excitement, and then he suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha...Walk alone for thousands of miles, haha...Walk alone for thousands of miles..." Zeng Tong burst into tears...

Cheng Ye ran up to Zeng Tong like a gust of wind, shaking the shoulders of Zeng Tong who was in extreme excitement, and asked anxiously: "Brother Zeng, have you solved it?"

Zeng Tong laughed with tears in his eyes: "Of course, who am I? I am the champion of literature. Is there any problem in this world that I can't solve?"

Cheng Ye's eyes sparkled with excitement, and he reconfirmed, "Brother Zeng, are you sure?"

"You still don't believe me?" Zeng Tong adjusted his mentality and said with a smile: "This arrangement is very powerful. I have deliberated until the seventh step of 230, and I just found out the entry point of this arrangement, haha... …Now that I'm cracking this arrangement, it's like looking at the pattern in the palm of your hand and searching for something."

Cheng Ye laughed loudly: "Okay! Brother Zeng is really the most outstanding talent in the world."

Zeng Tong was overjoyed, paced back and forth, and laughed mischievously: "Didn't Chen Sifan look down on me with his old skin? I'm going to make him look good this time, and make him make a fool of himself in front of all Xuezi, and make him look down on me." I dare not mention the name of everyone from now on! I... will go to show my skills right now, brother Cheng, and you will go with me."

Zeng Tong was ecstatic, while arranging his clothes, he held Cheng Ye's hand and was about to go to the barrier.

Cheng Ye smiled, leaned close to Zeng Tongwen's ear, and said with a smile, "Brother Zeng, this is a good opportunity for you to make your name famous in the world. How could you make such a hasty choice?"

Zeng Tong was taken aback for a moment: "Brother Cheng, what other clever schemes do you have?"

"It's better to think about it in the long run." Cheng Ye smirked and whispered in Zeng Tong's ear for a while.

After a long time, he narrowed his eyes again and said, "How about the second plan?"

Zeng Tong laughed loudly, his face flushed, and he said excitedly: "Thank you Brother Cheng for making it happen!"

Mingyue Building, Back Garden, Nuanxiang Pavilion!

This is a forbidden place where ordinary people cannot wait to pass, because it is the boudoir jurisdiction of Li Xianyu, the head of Mingyue Tower.

As the most famous actress in Kyoto City, Nuanxiang Pavilion is destined to become the most yearned-for mysterious holy place in the hearts of all men.

Many years have passed, and the holy land has become a holy land, but the men who can set foot in this holy land are almost extinct.

Only one black-clothed guard, Lei Dong, who never changed his name and was quite playful, was lucky enough to visit Nuanxiang Pavilion.

This has become a legend!

The strange thing is that Lei Dong is neither a handsome man in the capital city, nor a talented scholar with outstanding literary talent, nor is he a military general who has made great contributions.

In other words, he is just an arty, joking ronin!

But it is such a guy who can have the absolute privilege to stay in Li Xianyu's Nuanxiang Pavilion, which is really an unimaginable strange thing.

Fragrance is everywhere in the Nuanxiang Pavilion, glazed lamps and incense candles, sandalwood tables and jade wares, and light gauze curtains set off the Nuanxiang Pavilion in an antique style.

The black-clothed guard Qianhu——Lei Dong, sat in the lower corner, squinting his eyes, smiling, clasping his big hands on the table, tapping out a soothing rhythm rhythmically.

A melodious and melodious piano sound, wandering back and forth in the room, the sound of the piano nourishes the heart and makes people feel comfortable.

Lei Dong smiled and listened very comfortably.

At the end of the song, Lei Dong still squinted his eyes and said in admiration: "Except for my cousin, I have never heard such a graceful singing voice in the capital city of Yanjing."

A yellow oriole-like laugh came, curling up: "Brother, are you praising me again? Have you forgotten the Ninth Lady, Jiaoniang, who was once extremely popular and was taken into Xiong Qishan's house, but died in Huange Lake?"

Lei Dong raised his head, opened his eyes, shook his head and said: "Jiao Niang is only excellent in dancing, and when it comes to the sound of the piano, she is still the best cousin in the world."

Huang Ying's laughter came again: "My brother likes to expose my background, can't I make my sister humble?"

"Hey, it's a pity that Jiao Niang is no longer destined to meet. If we are destined to get together, I will play the piano and sing a cappella, and Jiao Niang dances gracefully. There should be a famous masterpiece through the ages, right?"

Lei Dongshen smiled mysteriously: "Cousin, don't be discouraged, maybe... in the future... there will be opportunities."

"Brother, what does this mean?"

"I said Jiaoniang is still alive, does my sister believe it?"

"Brother seen?"

"I haven't seen it before, but he is in Hangzhou, and someone has already told me secretly..."

"Ah? There must be something wrong with this matter, brother, what do you think?"

"In my opinion, this matter must be related to Shi Yue..."

"Shi Yue again?"

The woman with the voice of nature was finally aroused curiosity, and the name Shi Yue had been firmly remembered in his heart.

She paced gracefully, under the cover of graceful candlelight, she looked absolutely beautiful and delicate.

The skin is like creamy fat, white as the first snow;

Under the straight nose, the flaming red lips have extremely beautiful curves, and the exquisite facial features make people look at something wrong.

The eyes were full of light, filled with a charming and refined style.

This is the No.1 prostitute in Kyoto——Li Xianyu!