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Chapter 156 Everyone Can Enjoy Zhou's Talent... (Please subscribe and ask for tickets)
Time flies like a shuttle, Zhou Bangyan's confidant followed Zhou Mo, and finally went all the way south after going through hardships, and arrived at the unnamed small city on the banks of the Grand Canal.

Looking at the city so close at hand, Zhou Mo finally showed a tired smile with relief.

After going back and forth for more than ten days, he finally lived up to his master's entrustment, sent the work to Tokyo, and gave it to Miss Shishi, the number one oiran in Tokyo.

The most important thing is that Miss Shishi, the number one oiran in Tokyo, also made a promise that she would definitely let her master return to the bustling Tokyo Bianliang.

Thinking of this, Zhou Mo felt that this trip was more and more worthwhile. When the ship docked at the pier, Zhou Mo jumped onto the pier and headed straight for the small town not far away.

As he walked, he wondered, wondering what happened to his master, whether he was still staying with that older Huakui girl.

I don't know if after ten days of rest, the old man who suffered the blow of relegation and was depressed, and his temples are exposed, will feel better.

Soon Zhou Mo entered this small town, and went straight to the largest and most eye-catching Goulan.

After inquiring, I realized that my master was not here, but left this house a few days ago and went to another Goulan.

Zhou Mo could only turn around and leave, rushing towards another house, and when he came to this house, he just entered to inquire about it.

The embarrassed old bustard who just got up looked at Zhou Mo, gritted her teeth angrily and said angrily.

"Master Zhou, early this morning, I was snatched away by that old coquette in Tingzuilou."

"Snatch it, take it away?" Zhou Mo stared at the forty-something old bustard dumbfounded.

"if not?"

"..."

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"Master, master, the villain finally saw you..."

Pushing open the door, Zhou Mo saw Zhou Bangyan lying on the bed getting more and more shriveled, his whole body was visibly thinner, and his eyes were dull, Zhou Bangyan couldn't help feeling sad in his heart, and shouted loudly.

"Zhou Mo, it's you, you're finally here..."

After a night of hangover, Zhou Bangyan, whose head was still in a daze, looked at him for a long time, and finally confirmed that the loyal servant who was ordered to go to Bianliang, Tokyo had really returned. His eyes turned red and his mouth trembled.

Zhou Mo came to the bed quickly, looked at the master who sat up with force, and looked at his obviously sunken cheeks, feeling very distressed.

"My lord, what's going on with you, you actually made such a ghostly appearance, could it be that someone abused you?"

Speaking of the latter sentence, Zhou Mo's eyes suddenly sank, who was quite physically strong and had a good fist.

"Ai ai ai... Master, don't talk nonsense. Your master will look like this when he arrives at our Tingzui Building."

The old bustard of Tingzuilou who had just walked into the room with a bowl of decoction immediately raised his voice and called out to hit Tianqu.

"The girls in our building haven't even touched a single finger of his."

"Look at what this slave family stewed for your master, this is a tonic prescription prescribed by a doctor specially invited from Zhoucheng to your master.

In addition, I will cook a pot of old hen for your master below.

The purpose is to hope that your master can get better soon, so that our girls in Goulan can enjoy the talents of everyone in Zhou. "

"..." Zhou Mo's face darkened when he saw the slightly pretty man licking his lips subconsciously when he heard the old bustard in the drunk building say this.

"It's none of their business." At this moment, Zhou Bangyan, who finally regained his senses, said in a low voice.

"The old man has been a bit unrestrained these days, alas...

Speaking of it, it is also because after beating you and leaving, the old man has been drinking to drown his sorrows, everyone here is very enthusiastic, and the old man is not good at refusing..."

Hearing this, Zhou Mo turned his head and looked at his master's old, thin, dry and woody appearance.

Thinking of the vigor of my master in the past, and the fact that the journey was a bit ruthless, and the place here is not big.

It's not easy for such a well-known poet and poet to set an example, it's no wonder he's not enthusiastic and fiery.

As a result, hehe, with the master's small physique, not to mention that he is not good at refusing, even if he is good at refusing, there is a use for him.

With a strong body, Zhou Mo, who was probably twice as heavy as Zhou Bangyan at the moment, shook his head and sighed regretfully.

If I had known this, I should have stayed and stood in the way of the master. After all, I am young, have a great physique, and are not picky eaters.

"By the way, Miss Shishi..."

"Master, please rest assured, Miss Shi Shi has already agreed, saying that she will definitely find a way to allow Master to return to Tokyo."

Hearing these words, Zhou Bangyan finally let out a sigh of relief, she really deserves to be a teacher, and she is the only one who can do this.

As for the vulgar fans in this nameless town, compared with Miss Shi Shi, they are simply a world apart.

In the days to come, the old man should also recharge his batteries...

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Five days later, the Tianchaohui ended relatively early because of the vigorous and resolute actions of the official Zhao Ji.

Afterwards, the official family returned to the harem. After washing and dressing up carefully, they looked at themselves in the bronze mirror.

A little dissatisfied, he gestured to the eunuch at the side, and the eunuch hurried forward, took a piece of animal skin vigorously, and wiped it vigorously on the bronze mirror of the same height.

Zhao Ji, the official, looked again at the decent and handsome man in the bronze mirror, showing a satisfied smile.

But he did not leave the palace in a hurry, but came to the study room, splashed ink once again, and personally copied the best poem that he had created these days.

After thinking about it, he brought another piece of rice paper dissatisfied, and first drew two birds flying together on it, and then copied the poem on it.

And just in this amount, the eunuch came to report, and Tong Guan came to face the king.

"Let him in..." Hearing that it was Tong Guan, the official looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and then raised his head.

After a short time, a very tall and burly man appeared at the door.

Thick eyebrows and glaring eyes, although there is a beard under the chin, it looks very sparse, but this is definitely an unusual number among eunuchs.

Seeing that this masculine Tong Guan quickly entered the study room, he prostrated himself on the ground without hesitation.

"Slave servants see officials..."

His voice is not like Yang Jian, Li Yan and other eunuchs' shrill and pussy voices, but more neutral and hoarse.

If they saw him outside the palace, they would definitely only regard him as a vulgar warrior, and would never think of him as a eunuch without a bird.

"Okay, get up..." The official Zhao Ji nodded and smiled at Tong Guan.

Tong Guan who stood up again did not dare to straighten his tall and burly waist, but continued to bend his back to show his submission and respect to the officials.

(End of this chapter)