Disastrous year!Before the whole family is wiped out, a little blessing falls from the sky!

At dusk that day, in the backyard of a magnificent mansion in Kyoto, an old man and a middle-aged man were hiding together and talking secretly.

The old man's face was ashen, and the tea bowl in his hand smashed the middle-aged man's head full of tea foam.

"Useless thing! I asked you to go to Tai'an and come back empty-handed, but you actually alerted the enemy!"

The middle-aged man was very aggrieved and defended in a low voice, "Dad, you didn't tell me what you were looking for at all! That old guy didn't even know a thing! No matter if I threatened him or offered him inducements, he wouldn't accept anything he said. ah!"

Having said that, he did not forget to express his opinion.

"Dad, that old guy's family is so poor that he can't even put food on the table. What are you looking for? Did you make a mistake in your investigation?"

The old man blew his beard angrily, wanting to teach his son a lesson, but also felt sorry for his embarrassment. Finally, he endured his anger and cursed, "Zhao Jincheng, shut your stinking mouth! If we can't find such things, our family's prosperity will come to an end." ! What kind of person do you think you are? Even if you feed horses in the army, you will be despised!"

The middle-aged man was still unconvinced and replied, "Our family is in charge of the border guards. If I enter the military camp, why should I be a quartermaster? Back then, when my father followed my uncle, he was also a quartermaster!"

This sentence poked the old man's lungs somewhere, and he was so angry that he kicked him up and started chasing people away.

"Go away! Don't let me see you again, you useless thing! If you don't succeed enough, you will always fail!"

The middle-aged man cried out in pain and ran out with a head full of tea leaves.

If the Tai family were around now, they would definitely recognize that this man was the one who came to their house to show off his power.

He was so frightened that he ran away from the border, but now he is back in Kyoto on a mission.

Needless to say, this old man is the general's useless second uncle, now Uncle Zhao.

The so-called hero and the good man, when compared to Uncle Zhao, I am a loser. As a son, he has inherited everything from his father's temperament, and there is no need to doubt the blood relationship.

The old man was so angry that he sat on a chair and gasped for air.

At this time, an old butler came out of the corner with a teapot, poured tea for the master again, held it in his hand, and whispered, "Uncle, don't be angry. The master has a simple heart, and he is so intrigued. I'm not good at it. The reason why I have to go to Tai'an in such a hard way in the wind and snow is because I am filial to you and want to share the burden with you."

Sure enough, after hearing this, the old man's face looked better, and he snorted in a low voice, "Fortunately, he is just a facade. If you really leave everything to him, I will be angry to death for a long time."

After that, he secretly calculated the days and asked, "Is there still no news about the people sent to the north?"

"No," the old housekeeper continued to persuade, "but uncle, don't worry. There are many tricks in the world, but it's easy to catch a kid. The reason why it's a few days late is that the winter wind and snow are too heavy, and I'm in a hurry. difficult.

"Don't talk about others, even the emperor and his entourage took a long time to get back from the palace, and they have just settled in now."

"That's true," the old man reluctantly agreed to this statement and ordered, "As soon as you have any news, report it to me immediately."

"Yes, Uncle." The old housekeeper responded quickly.

The uncle stood up, flicked the sleeves of his navy blue Shu brocade robe, and went to the courtyard of his favorite concubine.

The old housekeeper quickly called the guard boy and asked, "Where have you gone? My uncle has calmed down so he doesn't have to hide anymore." Unexpectedly, the boy said, "The master has gone out. I heard that it was Zhao Gui'er and the others who encouraged him. The master went to the Flower House to see the oiran to relax."

The old housekeeper cursed in a low voice, "These guys know how to trick the master into going to that dirty place. If the lady finds out, I'm afraid there will be trouble again."

The boy lowered his head and smiled in apology, not daring to speak anymore, but his eyes were full of contempt.

When he sold himself, why did he enter this Earl's Mansion blindly? I originally thought that they were all from the same line as the General's Mansion. Naturally, their family tradition was pure and upright, so they could first serve as slaves, and then join the border guard army. Maybe they would be able to achieve great military exploits.

Who would have thought that a child born from a mother's womb might be a god of war revered by the world, or he might be a greedy and lustful coward.

Since entering the Xifu, his future has disappeared, but he has seen a lot of excitement. For example, the concubine that the uncle is doting on was originally brought back from Hualou by his son. It can be said that father and son share a woman!

If word spreads, the Zhao family's face will definitely be wiped out.

The general braved the wind and snow at the border to guard the safety of the north. The fame he gained in exchange was not enough to cause harm to his second uncle and cousin!

Not to mention the young boy's rumblings, Zhao Jincheng, who had high hopes for a bright future from his father, left the house all the way and took a car to the street where the flower houses gathered. He immediately felt that the sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide enough for fish to leap.

The flower houses on both sides of the street are brightly lit, and young women wearing very "frugal" fabrics greet them with coquettish smiles from time to time, eager to cling to the male guests and lure them into their own buildings.

A familiar woman with sharp eyes spotted Zhao Jincheng and rushed up to him, scolding and acting coquettishly.

"Oh, Mr. Zhao, you haven't been here for a while! You are so cruel, don't you even want Jiaojiao?"

Zhao Jincheng was so coaxed that he pinched the woman's back and said with a smile, "Of course I have, I'm here to see you! By the way, I heard that there is an oiran in your building. Come on, take me with you and I will check it out." Inspect the goods. If you really catch the eye of the master, your benefits will be indispensable."

The woman named Jiaojiao pretended to be jealous, twisted around, and finally scraped a silver ingot from Zhao Jincheng's hand, then took his arm and walked inside.

At this time, a gorgeous carriage suddenly arrived in front of the door. Behind the carriage were six guards with swords on horseback. They pushed through the crowd forcefully, protected the old man and the young man in the carriage and got out of the carriage, and walked directly into the flower building. .

Naturally, the people in the flower house were not indifferent. Seeing that the old man and the young man were dressed in extraordinary clothes, the madam quickly came forward to receive them in person, and then arranged them in a box on the second floor.

That box was originally used by Zhao Jincheng. He felt that his face had been wiped out and he was very dissatisfied.

But the madam saluted and bowed, even at the risk of betraying her old skin, and kept rubbing herself against Zhao Jincheng. In the end, the disgusted Zhao Jincheng did not make a fuss.

After a while, the stage in the middle of the flower building was decorated, and beautiful women came out one after another to sing and dance, making everyone feel happy.

Seeing the moon rising in the sky outside, some people couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly, "Why don't you invite Miss Yue Xin to come out? Isn't tonight a good day for her? We all have money, waiting to snatch this flower king." Woolen cloth!"

The people nearby also started cheering, shouting, "That's right, that's right! We're all waiting for a kiss!"

Only then did Zhao Jincheng realize that tonight was the oiran's first night of bidding.

He suddenly became interested, thinking about the suffering he had suffered in the North, and only having an oiran in his bed could make up for this grievance.

Thinking like this, he also echoed, "Hurry up and call out the oiran!" (End of Chapter)