Careerist in Qin Dynasty

Chapter 105 The jade platform splatters with blood
Yan Chunjun's carriage is always preceded by royal guards in black armor when going out.

These soldiers are more for show than protection.No one in Jicheng City dared to block Yan Chunjun's carriage.

The sedan arrived in front of Feixue Pavilion. Originally, according to the rules of Feixue Pavilion, all guests had to get off the sedan and walk. Moreover, the performance had already begun and no one was allowed to enter.

But Yan Chunjun has always ignored the outside world: he has his own rules.

The disciples of Lu Qiu Pavilion at the door were driven away. Yan Chunjun was sitting in the sedan chair, listening to the melodious Zhao music coming from inside, and he instantly became interested: it is indeed the flavor of Han Dannan~

I just don’t know how the famous Xue Ji tastes like the Zhao Dancer I tasted in the past.

At this time, the performance in the Feixue Pavilion was already halfway through, and the Snow Girl's dance was whirling. Every step she took was exquisitely designed, making the guests linger and have endless aftertaste.

Yan Chunjun's eyesight has always been very good, especially when looking at beautiful women. When he saw that graceful figure from a distance, he knew that he would have a good night today~
Bang bang bang, not caring about his rude behavior at all, before Xue Ji's dance was over, he clapped his hands and announced his arrival to everyone.

Yan Chunjun knew that those who could appreciate the Snow and Jade Flower Terrace were the nobles, but he never cared about the nobility of others.

In this Jicheng, outside of the palace, I am the only most noble person!
The music and dance were interrupted by this sudden and inappropriate sound.A look of displeasure flashed across the face of the snow girl on the stage, and at the same time, she thought that she could use this as an excuse not to perform again today, so she calmed down and looked dignifiedly in the direction of the sound.

The dignitaries and guests present were originally fascinated and quiet by Xue Ji's dance, but now they are even more silent:

This Feixue Pavilion is backed by Yan Chunjun's Mansion, the Prince's Mansion, and the farmer's family. Who has the courage to interrupt the performance? I really don't want to live. It turns out to be Yan Chunjun himself. That's okay.
When Yan Chunjun's carriage emerged from the wide passage that had once transported Feixue Jade Flower Terrace, apart from gasps for breath, the whole place was completely silent.

"The dance of the State of Zhao is unparalleled in the world, and Miss Xue Ji is even more unique in the State of Yan, which makes people feel relaxed and happy."

Yan Chunjun waved his left hand lightly, and the curtain of his sedan was opened, revealing his plump body inside: "Why should the performance stop? Let's continue."

No one responded. Musician Le Ji and the guests all looked at the figure on the stage, wondering how she would react.

It seems that I have experienced this kind of scene several times in Zhao Guotantai, but this is the first time in Jicheng.

Several memories flashed through Xue Nu's eyes. She looked at Yan Chunjun's bike frame again, and a feeling of disgust surged up from the bottom of her heart: She's old and ugly, and far inferior to the master of the hall!
"With the arrival of Lord Yanchun, a small music and dance studio like Feixue Pavilion is really overwhelmed." Looking down at the hexagonal snow pattern carved on the Feixue jade flower stand, Snow Girl said emotionlessly: "According to the rules here, once the performance is interrupted, this That’s the end of today’s performance.”

"This month's Feixueyuhuatai performance has come to an end. Please go back."

After saying that, she turned around and signaled the maid to lower the barrier with her eyes.

Seeing that the stage was shrouded in light red silk gauze, only the thin silhouette could be seen faintly inside. While the guests were shocked, the guards in front of Yan Chunjun's carriage couldn't help but shout:

"How dare you defy the royal family!"

He drew his sword and wanted to step forward and split the red gauze.

"Stop!" Yan Chunjun also looked cold, but still shouted the guard away.

Then, he glanced at the housekeeper with his head lowered on the right side of the carriage, and suddenly laughed: "Butler, is this Feixue Pavilion the territory of Luqiu Pavilion?"

"Yes." The butler answered carefully.

"Well, that's good." He looked at the graceful shadow on the stage again and smiled ferociously: "Miss Xue Ji, I will hold a banquet at the Xuewu Pavilion in the mansion tomorrow night."

"The scenery there is also red gauze and lit with candles, which is quite suitable for your dance."

"I think Lu Qiuge will give me this face and give you to me!"

Yan Chunjun left, and so did the guests.

On the one hand, these powerful and wealthy businessmen regretted that there was no more Xue Ji on the Feixue Jade Flower Stage, and Lu Qiuge would definitely not offend Yan Chunjun for a dancing girl. On the other hand, they trumpeted that they had seen the last Xue Ji dance, and they thought more highly of themselves. noble.

As for the beautiful figure that had been standing on the Feixue Jade Flower Stage for a long time, she felt that she did not need to worry too much. The master of the hall was not here, but the deputy master of Luqiu Pavilion was not qualified to decide her own ownership.

As for what decision the hall master will make if he comes back. Although Yan Chun is in power over the Yan Kingdom, he can earn tens of thousands of gold for him, so he will not abandon Xue Ji.
The time when Lu Wei came back happened to be two hours before the Feixue Pavilion performance started.

But Hall Master Lu was busy with things. When he came back, he immediately found Ashan and ordered his disciples to move the records to the Luqiu Pavilion warehouse. He calculated how much supplies he could transfer to Li Mu's army next year, and did not go to Feixue Pavilion at all.

The drought is likely to continue next year, but the drought will not only affect the Zhao Kingdom. Severe droughts may also occur in the five kingdoms of Yan, Wei, Han, Qi, and Qin.Except for the Chu State in the south, which is better, the food harvest in other places will be poor.

This needs to be arranged in advance, but fortunately Amu’s machine-operated cattle are ready for production: it can plow fields, and naturally it can also dig canals to divert water, which will play a big role.

So when the disciple came to report that "Yan Chunjun likes Miss Xue Ji from Feixue Pavilion", he was slightly startled, and then he noticed the shadow coming outside the window, and smiled softly: "I will handle this matter, Ah Shan , you continue to check the warehouse."

"Yes, boss." Lu Shan seemed not to hear anything unnecessary and concentrated on his books.

When we came to Feixue Pavilion, we saw how bright and lively the place was when the Snow Maiden was dancing, but how deserted and lonely it was after the dance.

Not just today, it has always been like this in the past.

The snow girl was still standing on the snowy jade flower stage in the performance hall, surrounded by red gauze. In this darkness, there was a sense of terror.

"Are you so afraid of being abandoned?"

The familiar voice reached her ears, and Xue Nu's face was just subconsciously happy when the figure of the hall master had already flashed in front of her.

"I'm here to see you, Lord Hall Master."

Bowing down and half-bending her knees, the snow girl lowered her eyes and saluted.

"You have completed the ten thousand gold task this year three times over, which is good." Lu Wei stepped forward, took off Xue Nu's heavy headdress, and looked at it: "Yan Chunjun's request has been sent to Lu Qiu Pavilion."

"Xue Ji is the hall master's servant, but she is subject to the hall master's orders."

With a tremor in her heart, the snow girl whispered in a low voice.

Bang, Lu Wei casually threw the silver headdress away, and the sound of it hitting the flying snow jade flower bed was very loud in the dark red tent. Lu Wei stretched out his hand to lift Xue Nu's chin, followed her smooth skin, and then touched Xue Nu's entire body. Right cheek:

It is really moist.

"At my command?"

Being teased like this, the Snow Girl didn't make any move at first, her moist eyes were rippling, her long eyelashes were slightly blinking, and she looked at Hall Master Lu boldly and boldly.From the reflection of Lu Wei's pupils, she saw her cold face rubbing the palm of his big hand, her lips slightly opened and breathing.
Before she could be shy, two white jade-like arms instinctively hugged the hall master's waist. The snow girl took a step forward, and the two bodies were immediately close to each other:
"Yes, Lord Hall~"

Her voice almost melted as she whispered.

At this point, Lu Wei's palm naturally slowly slid down, and his fingertips traced the slightly warm thin neck of the snow girl and landed where it should be.

The snow girl trembled all over, raised her head and opened her red lips wider, and then they were blocked.
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In the Yanchun Lord's Mansion, Jueying returned from Luqiu Pavilion.

The Hao Cao sword on his waist was usually placed behind his back so as not to hinder his movement, but today, it was standing upright at his side.

Jueying walked step by step to the main hall and knelt down on one knee facing Mr. Yan Chun on the main seat, slightly distracted.

"Has the news been sent to Luqiu Pavilion?"

Yan Chunjun recalled the delicate body of Xue Ji in Feixue Pavilion, and his heart was overflowing with desire. He immediately wanted to go back to the backyard, pick a maid who looked similar, and dye her hair white to try.

"Yes." Jueying lowered his head and looked far away. He could see the soles of Yan Chunjun's shoes. He pressed the fingers of his hand on the ground hard, and the joints were raised.

"How did those mud-legged people reply!" Yan Chunjun suppressed his anger and looked sideways at his most trusted subordinate, with an angry tone: This guy is not sensible enough today. In the past, he could have said it in advance without having to ask questions himself. What you think!

"They..." Jueying regretted a little. The current situation is very good. If he obeys the order, then...
Just as he hesitated, a strong murderous intent, like a needle, poked at Jueying's back.

His mind suddenly cleared, and Jueying realized that he had no choice.

"The adult over at Luqiu Pavilion said." He suddenly stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his knees, and walked step by step towards the fat body on the main seat.

On his right hand, he pulled out the Haocao sword bit by bit.

"Presumptuous, what are you doing!" Yan Chunjun looked at Jueying's movements in surprise, and all the fantasies in his mind immediately disappeared.

"...You want me to kill you!" Jueying lowered his chin, dodged and reappeared, with the Haocao sword inserted into Yan Chunjun's chest without any hindrance.

"You!" Yan Chunjun's eyes widened and he was about to raise his trembling fingers. He never expected that his most trusted subordinate would suddenly rebel.

Jueying grabbed the finger that was about to be raised with her other hand and twisted it hard. The sound of cracking bones and a silent roar of pain echoed in the empty hall.
At this time, the dark sword energy of Hao Cao's sword burst out, completely taking away the king's younger brother who was almost at the pinnacle of power in the Yan Kingdom.

"It's just the first."

A cold female voice came into the hall, and Lu Ni appeared at the first pillar of the hall holding the Frightening Salamander Sword, leaning on it: "You know what to do next."

"Little understands."

Jueying pulled Haocao out of the thick corpse and flew out of the main hall.

After a while, he came back with Yan Chunjun's housekeeper in one hand and a box of letters in the other.

After throwing the butler away, all the letters and fabrics were shaken out and scattered on the main hall. The occasional words "His Royal Highness" on them were clearly visible.

The housekeeper was already panicking, thinking that his connection with Prince Dan had been discovered.When he saw the bloody corpse of Lord Yan Chun, he was even more frightened, but before he could say anything, Hao Cao cut off his head with a sword and spread his blood on the letter.
"Everything has been done according to the instructions of the hall master. Next, I hope that you can arrange for me to take refuge in Daze Mountain as soon as possible."

Jueying grinned, clasped her fists and came five steps in front of Lu Ni. She smiled flatteringly, without the cruelty of the bloody murder just now.

"Okay, I'll arrange for you to escape."

Lu Ni's voice became lower and lower as she spoke. When the sound of "avoiding" came out, the Jingli Sword she was holding in her arms had already been unsheathed, and the cold light was directed towards Jueying's neck.

Jueying was on guard. Although she was desperate, she still drew her sword to block: "I have done my best for the Hall Master, and you actually killed me!"

"Hmph!" Lu Ni said nothing and stabbed out with the Jing Salamand Sword continuously. Jueying knew that he couldn't win, so he only tried to block with all his strength, trying to find an opportunity to escape.

In this case, if you still don't have the will to fight to the death, you can only die.

After two or three moves, a stabbing sword cut through the flesh, and Jueying fell down holding her neck.
Blood splattered on the hall pillars.

At the same time, in the Feixue Pavilion, on the jade stage of white flying snow, in the center of the hexagonal snowflakes, amidst the whispers and gasps, dots of blood plums were also dotted.
An hour later, Lu Ni, who was guarding the Yanchun Lord's Mansion, waited for the hall master to arrive.She smelled the familiar scent on his body, lowered her head and pretended not to know anything.

"My lord, the hidden guards in Lord Yanchun's mansion have been cleared away."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Lu Wei stared at Lu Ni's lips and felt a little moved: "Go back to Luqiu Pavilion and ask Ah Shan to bring some strong disciples to move a few more times while the night is still early."

"Yes." Lu Ni disappeared, and the hall master swaggered into the treasure house and began to absorb krypton gold.

Lord Yan Chun's treasure house is comparable to the treasury of a country, and due to Lord Yan Chun's arrogance, there are no mechanisms in it.

Theoretically, as long as someone can come in alive, they can choose at will just like visiting their own home.

Lu Wei put this theory into practice this night.

Entering the deepest part of the treasure house, all the resplendent objects touched by his palm were kryptonized into the system. At this moment, looking at the balance number in the upper left corner of the system, Hall Master Lu felt how powerful he was!
He understood that after this night, not only himself, but also his close subordinates, their strength would also increase rapidly.
"There is also a Prime Minister's Mansion in Dannan City, Handan. After Guo Kailao has been working for so many years, can I find an opportunity to share half of it with him~"

Looking at the bright moon at the entrance of the treasure house with his hands behind his back, Lu Wei felt extremely happy.

At this time, Lu Ni and Lu Shan had arrived with a dozen close disciples of Lu Qiu Pavilion. They moved boxes of all kinds of rare treasures out of the palace walls. Dozens of carriages with horseshoes wrapped in thick cloth were there. Wait.

In the darkness, overloaded carriages drove from the city to the outside as silently as possible.

They will not return to Jicheng and will go straight to Daze Mountain.

Although the disciples have worked hard to move the treasures, and the hall master has worked hard to make a lot of money in advance, but for the entire collection of Yanchun Jun Mansion, it can still only be counted as a small part at most.

There are also many large items that cannot be moved at all.

But this is enough. There must be some communication between the palace and the Prince's Mansion~
On the Yan side, it will be time to arrange a retreat after the year.

(End of this chapter)