The first free king of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 192 Yingying Yanyan
Time suddenly, in the blink of an eye, the opening day of Xiaoyaoxuan was already yesterday.

Today is following yesterday's weather, barely able to see a little sun.

It's just that there are more heavy clouds billowing in the sky, and more haze, as if foreshadowing some omen.

Jinghe Village.

It was also covered by a sheet of white snow. If one looked outside the village, one would have been less angry.

In this season when cats should spend the winter, there are a lot fewer pedestrians on the road. Only the smoke rising from time to time in the village shows that there are many people in this village...

"My lord, my lord, it's time to get up..."

Tang Sufan stayed in bed every day, constantly moving under the covers, sometimes shrunk into a ball, and sometimes spread out into a "big" character.

Moving left and right, I just don't think about it.

It wasn't until the little girl Tao Yinger yelled helplessly for a long time that Tang Sufan sat up as if in a coma...

His eyelids could not be opened as if they were fighting, and he asked in a whisper as if absent-minded.

"Ying'er, what time is it..."

"Master, it's already time—"

The little girl shook her head and said helplessly.

"Master, Master~"

At this time, Wen Bo also went directly to the door and shouted.

Tang Sufan lifted his spirits slightly, but still looked a little lazy.

"What's the matter, Wen Bo~"

"Master, there are many young women knocking on the door outside, and many cars and horses are parked, as if... they are all here to look for you..."

Beauty?

Tang Sufan's eyelids, which were still fighting, were instantly 'pulled open' as if the police uncle had arrived.

The whole body jumped out of the bed.

The action is done in one go, flowing like clouds and flowing water~
And said firmly and forcefully: "Ying'er, change clothes——"

Tao Yinger's face was stunned. Since serving the young master, when has he seen the young master get up so quickly?

It was not until Tang Sufan urged that Tao Yinger hurried to get clothes for Tang Sufan.

A quarter of an hour passed.

The door of Tang Sufan's courtyard opened slowly.

Standing tall, he looks gentle and elegant, extraordinary.

When Tang Sufanke was about to say something, his expression froze.

Outside the door, the entire alley was packed with carriages.

Many beautiful women in pink and green floral furs stood at the door and waited.

"Ah, Young Master Tang has come out..."

"Xiao Shixian has come out..."

"Xiao Shixian has come out, sisters~"

"Young Master Tang, don't close the door!"

When the girls saw Tang Sufan's appearance, all of them were overjoyed, and immediately rushed towards Tang Sufan's door...

Looking at a group of Yingying and Yanyan who are about to rush up——

Tang Sufan was taken aback, and shut the door quickly with a fright.

He finally knew why Wimber didn't open the door, which was too exciting.

But there were still many calls and inquiries outside the door.

"Young Master Tang, my concubine is Zhong Yin'er from Yumanlou~"

"Young Master Tang, my concubine is Lan'er from Huayue Pavilion~"

"Young Master Tang~"

"Young Master Tang..."

"Young Master Tang, would you please open the door?"

Outside the door, the girls reported their numbers again and again. Tang Sufan listened, but something didn't sound right...

Why are they all brothel girls? !

Hearing what Wen Bo said, I thought it was some fans of our ladies who came to the door——

Why did you open the door but was blocked by a group of brothel girls?

Tang Sufan, who originally wanted to experience the fan meeting gracefully, is now confused...

"Hehehe, Xiaofan is really a blessing~"

Next to Tang Sufan's courtyard, the old Uncle Wang, a blacksmith, was holding a large porcelain bowl, while fiddling with the soup cakes that his mother-in-law had just made.

Sitting by the door of the earthen house slanting towards the entrance of Tang Sufan's courtyard, he laughed while watching the women who kept knocking on the door.

"What's the matter? It's because Xiao Fanfan has such a good face, good family background, and can read and read. Most girls like it, shouldn't he?"

But then Aunt Wang glanced worriedly and said.

"Oh, but Xiao Fanfan is also true, as long as there are a few confidante, there are so many, I don't know if the boy's thin body can bear it?"

Hearing this, Old Uncle Wang naturally snorted.

"Hmph, old man, wasn't he a handsome man when I was young? The village told me that I had a lot of kisses—"

While watching, Old Uncle Wang started to quarrel with his mother-in-law.

These bad-mouthed women are also really good-looking, are they called Merry?

If we have such a disfigured face, can we call it obscene?
really out of my mind--

A man has to look inside, do you understand?

Aunt Wang glanced at it, then quickly shook her head in disgust.

If I hadn't been in love when I was young, and I fell in love with the good skin of my own dead ghost in the village, I wouldn't have married him.

As a result, this old man is so old, and now he still looks like this, what a shameful old lady!

If it wasn't for marrying him, the parents in the family would have died long ago and spent all the savings in the family, otherwise how would they live like this now?

If Su Fan hadn't come back, he would have given his old man a craft, and even lent money to his old Wang to open a shop.

Otherwise, I can't even afford to eat now——

Immediately, Aunt Wang became more and more angry as she thought about it, and she couldn't help saying angrily.

"What's the matter? You also want to be surrounded by these women?"

Uncle Wang, who was still eating soup cakes, obviously hadn't realized his dangerous situation.

Shaking his head, he hurriedly perfunctory his mother-in-law: "I don't want to, don't want to~"

However, the raised corners of his mouth still revealed the true inner thoughts of Old Uncle Wang.

If the old man is surrounded by this group of good-looking ladies, his death will be worth it~
Xiaofan's body is not good, but the old man can do it!hey~
Snapped!
Aunt Wang got angry and put Wan on the stool directly.

The backhand twisted Uncle Wang's ears directly, and the painful old Uncle Wang hissed and breathed out hot air.

"You Wang Datie, don't you want to? Don't think that I don't know that you went to the Widow of Dou in Xishi two days ago!"

"Go, I have to talk to you today!"

"Hey, ma'am, no, no! I just made two rounds for others to send them over~"

"Oh, no money?"

"Isn't that life difficult for others, we...we..."

"Okay you big iron!"

Old Uncle Wang looked bitter, and continued to beg for forgiveness repeatedly, but his wife couldn't help but dragged him into the room by the ear.

Immediately afterwards, Aunt Wang's roar of the Lion in the River East was heard one after another.

The old Wang's side naturally began to rattle and rattle.

On the other hand, Tang Sufan was frowning, and carefully recruited two pretty good-looking girls to come in and ask.

They already knew that the music and choreography of Chunxin Pavilion were given by Tang Su.

Most of the spring towers in Chang'an City are located in Dongshi, so the news spread quickly.

These old women in Chunlou are all good people.

Early in the morning, I asked my family's top card and the girls who could afford a few minutes to come to ask for music in person, and brought a lot of money.

Since Su Meiyu had discussed business with Dachunlou before, the address of Jinghe Village was also exposed.

So there was a spectacle of being surrounded by a group of women in the spring building all morning...

Tang Sufan's mouth twitched after hearing this, how should he live a clean life~
Immediately began to drive these girls away.

It doesn't mean that I can't give so many tunes, what should I do for this family and other families?
Wouldn't he be surrounded by those people from Chunlou all day long?
If the news spread, would you still be able to play with your reputation as a gentle and gentle young gentleman?
It was hard to say anything, and only then did the girls from Chunlou who were surrounding the door be dispersed.

And I pretended to be a wave of integrity, even if I, Tang Sufan, died of poverty or starvation, and jumped off a building, I would never compose music for money and vulgarity.

The crowd of Yingying and Yanyan really had no choice but to give up...

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