Gongqing bone

Chapter 20 The tragedy caused by a portrait
After Wu Youdong took office, her revenge plan should also be put on the agenda.

Although she has no clue at the moment, so what, if the mountain does not come, I will go to the mountain.The third prince and the eighth prince didn't have a good thing left; just take one for a knife, and the other will think it's someone's attack and immediately fight back.

This is thanks to Xue Feibai for sending the secret letter. Tonight, she will use this letter to attack the Eighth Prince with Xue Feibai first!

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Liuxiangyuan, the largest brothel in central Beijing, is more brightly lit at night. When Du Heng was still a mile away from it, he seemed to feel the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras in his ears, and the sluggish air was close to his nose;
A crescent moon in the sky is also wandering in laughter and laughter. The Liuxiang Garden built near the water is like a river flowing out of a fleshy pink color full of ointment fragrance, which attracts infinite reverie.

Adjacent to Liuxiang Garden are Ruyifang, the largest casino in central Beijing, and Qingfeng Pavilion, Xiangguguan. This Qingfeng Pavilion.

But her purpose is slightly different from others, her target is those customers who buy sex.

After Du Heng entered Qingfeng Pavilion, he looked around for a while, and quickly locked on the target.

Du Heng sat at the table next to that person, waving his fan lightly just like that person, and watched the lively performance on the stage with cold eyes.

Just as the curtain call sounded, Du Heng's ears accurately caught a "tch~", and then Du Heng said "vulgar fan" one step ahead of the man.

At this time, the eyes of the people around were all looking at Du Heng, even the sons on the stage looked sideways, and some of the tortoises even felt that the scene was a bit embarrassing, wondering if someone was messing with it.

The man in purple silk at the next table was swinging a Sichuan fan carelessly in his hand, lifted the hem of his clothes, and took the initiative to change to Du Heng's table with great interest.

He leaned half his body against the back of the chair, stepped on the chair with one foot up, closed the Sichuan fan, and kept beating on the palm of his hand.Out of the corner of his eye, Du Heng saw that even the trousers inside were in a color like crimson purple, and the peach-colored knee pads on his legs were faintly visible.

He leaned forward, and his hot breath seemed to spray on Du Heng's face, and said, "Oh? This little brother doesn't like such a thing?"

Waiting for Du Heng, who was dressed in men's clothes, to turn around, the man's face had a look of disappointment visible to the naked eye, and he thought to himself: He is really not handsome enough, but his only pair of eyes are very protruding, but he looks even more naked than himself people.

Du Heng sneered and said: "Brother, don't find the wrong person. Although I am not as tall as you, don't look at me as thinner, but I am definitely not the one below. We are all real men, and we should suppress men. yes……"

Then he said meaningfully: "What kind of masculinity does a big man have when he puts on makeup and makeup? I just don't like those men who are so feminine that they are more charming than women. Aren't those on the stage just 'vulgar fans'?"

After finishing speaking, Yan Qing seemed to have found a kindred spirit, and he took Du Heng to have a good meal and talk happily.

After drinking for three rounds, Du Heng put down his glass in a low mood, "Brother Yan, this top beauty in Beijing is not in Qingfeng Pavilion. I came to Beijing from Changshan that day, and as soon as I entered the city gate, I saw a young master riding a horse against the light." , "The horse gallops arrogantly and falls on the flowers; when I was young, I ran wildly from west to east, and the silver-saddled horse galloped like the wind", all kinds of poems are not as good as the young man's demeanor!"

"Hahaha, brother Heng, you can brag, you are from the land of Wu and Chu, what kind of beauties are there in Jiangnan water town? Let me tell you, your people in the north are not as good as our beauties in Jiangnan——" said This time, Yan Qing even burped.

Du Heng made a gesture of annoyance, and immediately took a picture of Yan Qing's hand that was hooked to his shoulders just now: "There are not a hundred or eighty beauties who have been lying under my younger brother for so many years. I can't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness? You wait Brother Yan, I don't believe that there is no top painter in Beijing! I will spend a lot of money to paint that man for you!"

After finishing speaking, he walked away aggressively without looking back.

Yan Qing smiled, but didn't take it seriously, and then picked a pleasing young man to vent his anger.

In the past few days, Yan Qing has been relying on his family connections to seek a lucrative job. His family is originally from a businessman and is not short of money, but it is impossible for him to have no official power.

After getting some clues about being an official, he happily went to Qingfeng Pavilion. He found that "Brother Heng" who had disappeared for a few days tonight suddenly appeared, and his excited appearance was exactly the same as that of himself who was about to become an official.

Du Heng happily unloaded the painting scroll that was always in his hand, and excitedly came to Yan Qing's table, and took a sip of wine boldly, "Brother, please look, this is a painting that my younger brother paid a lot of money for."

Yan Qing smiled indifferently, Shi Shiran unfolded the scroll, but was caught by the beautiful face of the person in the painting, and couldn't look away for a long time.

The person in the painting looks gorgeous but not coquettish, and his gestures and gestures are like a god descending from the earth.Xiao Xiao is so solemn, so bright and clear that people can't stare at him.

Du Heng smiled knowingly: "You are indeed a heavenly figure, Brother Yan!"

Yan Qing nodded subconsciously, only to hear Du Heng continue to say: "Oh, it's a pity that I only see one side of the beautiful woman, and I can't find her anywhere. If I can kiss her, I won't regret it even if I die immediately..."

When Yan Qing heard this, the worms in his mind couldn't help but wonder: Yes, peony flowers are dead, and ghosts are also romantic... Besides, he is about to take office, so how can he find himself when he leaves the capital?

Then he subconsciously took up the conversation, "Don't worry, brother Heng, as long as this person is still in Beijing, I will look for him for my brother, such a beautiful person, I still have to..."

What he muttered next, Du Heng didn't hear clearly, and even Yan Qing couldn't tell what he said, he only knew that if he looked at the painting one more time, more blood would rush to his navel.

Yan Qing's speed really didn't disappoint Du Heng. He soon learned that the person in the painting was Xue Feibai, the concubine son of the current crown prince and Taifu Lord Xue. Never ostentatious.

"Brother Yan, Brother Yan!" Du Heng shook his hand in front of Yan Qing, and forced his gradually sluggish thoughts back into the cage, "What's going on with you these few days, why are you so out of your mind?"

Yan Qing held his forehead with one hand, "Brother Heng, it's not the portrait. After seeing it for my brother, I can't forget it! There really are such 'Lang Yan unique' characters in this world!"

"Tch, what should I do, leave it to my younger brother."

"really!"

"It's natural. After three days, I will take care of washing the person and giving it to my brother."

"This……"

"Why, brother is afraid that if he is abrupt, he will not be a beauty?"

"That's not true. After all, he is an official's son. How can he play casually like the young men in Qingfeng Pavilion?"

"I'm just a bastard, can I still tell my father that I lost my virginity? Besides, the two of us will soon take up positions in different places. At worst, we will be on the road the next day to report on our duties. What can he do to you?"

After hearing Du Heng's words, Yan Qing put his heart in his stomach, and hurriedly bowed to "Brother hard work", Du Heng said embarrassedly: "But brother, this matter still needs money to open the way, although the younger brother's way is a bit wild. , but not as broad as my brother..."

Then Du Heng timidly asked for 5 taels. Although Yan Qing was a little distressed, but thinking of the beauty that would be within reach in three days, he gave it without frowning.

(End of this chapter)