The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

Ying'er behind the door emerged from Li Gu's arms, excitedly tugging on Li Gu's cuffs, Li Gu kept her eyes closed tightly and dared not look at them, only to be pulled by Ying'er before she opened her eyes to see, the faint yellow light Next, Fan Er looked at Lan Xi in front of the steps in a group of four.

"Excuse me, what is Gao's name?" Mr. Zhong said. His beard made him look like a green forest hero.

You really can't judge a book by its cover.

"What?" Lan Xishu raised the corners of his eyes.

"Want to get acquainted with the young hero." Zhong Da was embarrassed but sincere, and the other three also nodded. [

Lan Xishu smiled slightly: "I'm in the blue three! After practicing for a few days, I can't be regarded as a hero." When Lan Xishu encountered hardness, he became steel, and when he encountered softness, he became soft. , Lan Xishu made a sudden move, and with two ouches, the two dislocated arms returned to their original positions.

Scared these few people to sweat!

"Good skill!"

"Good skill!"

Fan Er made a sharp turn and changed his attitude. This time he was really convinced. His kung fu is really not bragging.

"It's fine to make friends, but Lan San hates showing off, and I don't like making friends with martial arts." Lan Xishu didn't want to talk anymore.

"Superb!" The big man cupped his hands, "I'm treating guests tonight, the Banquet Building!"

Lan Xishu waved his hands again and again: "I can't do it today, I'm really tired, how about another day? I'll be the host, and I'll show my heart for the offence just now." Lan Xishu felt that it was getting late, and he wanted to get rid of this as soon as possible. The four idlers sent away.

"It's a deal!" Fan Er felt that Lan Xishu was not perfunctory to them.

"A word is settled!"

Fan Ersi was sent away, and Lan Xishu led Yinger, who adored him, back to the room. After a simple meal, Lan Xishu decided to act. Lan Xishu was not so eager to meet Daxia Ke, and the house was covered by a pair of girls. After abducting for most of the day, he was really worried and panicked.

Ya Shuang is a troublemaker, and it is inevitable that the house will not be in danger if it is with her.

After Lan Xishu changed clothes, Aunt Li, mother and daughter didn't ask any more questions. Lan Xishu told Aunt Li to turn around and leave after a few words.

The most prosperous place on the ten-mile Qinhuai River is the Confucius Temple, which is to the east of Laifeng Tower, but Daughter Chun is far away from the bustling at the end.Although the Xiaoxiang Pavilion on the opposite side is also very prosperous, it is still far behind the Red Building near the Confucius Temple.

The colorful lanterns and painted boats fill the river with brilliance, but it becomes dim when it reaches the daughter spring at the tip of the southwest.

Daughter Chun is really low-key. On the most inconspicuous section of the Qinhuai River that passes through the city, the pavilions shaded by river willows are unassuming. Mooring quietly, a lantern hangs alone on the prow of the boat, the rustling water, the cold ferry, and the silent pavilions shaded by river willows make this section very different from the bustling and bright upstream, and people who come out to have fun will avoid it. And far away.

Lan Xishu escaped from Wuyi Lane, came to the door of Xiaoxiang Pavilion on the opposite bank of daughter Chun, and was dragged into the noisy hall by a little girl who was powdered and finger-thick. , people who go in and out know that they are against consumption at a glance, which also shows that the girls here are not stunning, and the prices are relatively low.

The grade determines the environment. Entering the door, they sing and flirt, and groups of men and women come out in pairs. The inferior fragrance wafts through the curtains, and the tireless rubbing of ears and temples makes Lan Xishu frown. Laifenglou is much more upscale. The girls who come and go are so attentive and unfazed. Lan Xishu is passionate and generous with money bags. The girls here are very realistic, and they are pulled away by their lovers in a short while.

Lan Xishu sat for a while at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion on the other side of the river. The lights on this bank contrasted with the darkness and depression on the other bank, and there was something weird everywhere. There was no one at Chundu on the south bank. Lan Xishu observed it for a while and it was approaching Haishi , Master Ke must have arrived, there is no specific meeting place, Lan Xishu thought to himself that he could only stroll and bump into each other, maybe he was already in Daxia Ke's sight. [

Such an environment was beneficial to him, Lan Xishu left the Xiaoxiang Pavilion and walked west along the river for a short distance before stepping on the small bridge leading to the south bank.

A crippled man was supported by half a dozen boys in ragged clothes and passed by Lan Xishu. His impoverished appearance was too realistic, but Lan Xishu was alerted. Too good at pretending was the biggest flaw.

Lan Xishu stayed on the railing for a while, without looking back, he went straight across the bridge, where the shade of willows was dense, and his daughter Chun was relieved by someone under a short section of white wall, Lan Xishu turned his feet. The strings are bright.

"What would you like to eat?" The red-faced middle-aged man turned out of the counter, and greeted Lan Xishu who was standing at the door and looked around: "We are a century-old shop!"

Lan Xishu laughed. There were four tables of guests in the restaurant. Except for one table where three young people were bluffing about guessing wine, the other three tables were all scholars, smiling and whispering in a gentle manner.

Lan Xishu sat down on the table near the door, and a waiter came up and quickly wiped the table clean.

"You are the best here." Lan Xishu glanced outside the door, and the lame man was squatting under a half-dead old tree, gnawing on something. looking at this side, but Lan Xishu's eyes just caught him.

"Salted duck! Guest officer, would you like some?" Shun Lan Xishu, the shopkeeper, also glanced at the person under the tree: "There are beggars everywhere, and you can't go away."

"I don't mind!" Lan Xishu took the tea from the waiter and put it in front of his eyes.