Young man, please stay

Chapter 56 The explosive Tianshan Senior Sister (Part )
  "Meow…"

"Meow~"

"?"

A certain little female cat, pretending to be aloof, squatted on Nan Lingyue's knees, seeming to be extremely puzzled by the girl imitating her cry.

This stupid human woman doesn't think she can be as cute as her when she meows...

Hehe, funny!
  "Meow…"

The disdainful Tuantuan just wanted to eat dried fish as soon as possible. She hadn't eaten for many days. If she continued like this, if she got addicted, she might swallow some cat tea sticks to satisfy her craving.

Fortunately, when Tuantuan, who had been sleeping on the road, woke up from Qin Lang's arms, the motorcade happened to have arrived at Jingzhou Mansion.

……

The city wall is made of blue bricks, and the vermilion riveted gate. The main street inside is about ten feet wide by visual inspection. In front of the gate is a guard in armor. On the gate is a plaque with the word "Qingzhou" written on it...

The facade of the big state capital city is naturally different from the small county town that comes all the way.

In addition to the Tianhe Sect's motorcade, other pedestrians, porters, mules and horses, caravans, etc. all came in and out of the city gate one after another, making the entire state capital city look as busy as late at night. The most popular courtesan.

"Miss, Qingzhou Mansion has arrived."

"Ah... finally..."

In the carriage, Nan Lingyue let out a long sigh. It was hard to tell whether he was relieved for the long journey or worried about the next step.

"I hope the Ningxiang Pavilion in the state capital... can have a good appearance..."

As the motorcade entered Fucheng, Nan Lingyue looked at the hustle and bustle outside the carriage with melancholy eyes. Qin Lang looked at the girl's slightly childish profile and felt quite complicated for a moment.

Her expression, if placed on the faces of other girls of the same age, should be that she is worrying about a new dress or a new bunch of candied haws.

But as a saint of the Tianhe Sect, Nan Lingyue at this age is considering the basic industry issues of the top sect in the world.

Qin Lang vaguely felt that her true heart might not be as cheerful and lively as she appeared on the surface when she was playing around with the little maid...

"what…"

"What's wrong, Qin Lang?"

"Oh, it's okay, I just suddenly saw a few passers-by dressed in a rather...special way..."

The little maid was excited when she heard this and looked outside. Qin Lang's so-called special dress turned out to be a few people dressed as scholars.

"After all, it is a state capital, so it is normal for there to be scholars."

"student…"

Qin Lang smacked his lips, that's right. The great Zhou Dynasty was a martial artist, and compared to chivalrous warriors, there were only a few scholars.

Considering the background of the two generations of the late emperor and the empress, perhaps more than ten years ago, there were not many scholars in the entire state capital. It is only now that we can see such elegant and elegant scholars in the streets.

So these are the same people who insist on reciting poems and writing poems even when visiting a brothel, right...

Of course, Qin Lang also knows that the general trend is not limited to a certain group of people. According to Nan Lingyue, today's prostitutes have become more discerning and are unwilling to visit "vulgar kilns", which naturally includes There are warriors and literati, but literati may be more serious in this regard.

After a series of observations, Qin Lang discovered that there seemed to be quite a gap between the warriors and literati of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

When a few knights in fancy costumes met those literati on the street, their eyes were obviously not very friendly, and even a little bit disdainful. Similarly, some literati also had some sarcasm and contempt in their eyes when they saw several big men with knives spitting on the ground.

Perhaps this phenomenon would appear in a country that has just stopped fighting and started cultivating one's health.

However, as time passed, Qin Lang also discovered an exception.

For example, at the entrance of a martial arts gym, a man holding an eyebrow-level stick was actually saluting two or three young men holding folding fans.

As for the attires worn by the three young masters, not only were they slightly more refined than those worn by ordinary literati, the key point was that they were all in the same style.

"Xuan'er, are those people from the local rich families?"

"Who, who, who...oh, them..."

Xuanran looked in the direction Qin Lang pointed and curled his lips:
  "That's the doorman of the building outside the building."

"The building outside the building..."

"Well, he is one of the twelve sects. He is very good at internal skills and hidden weapons. Hmm, his sect is also a virtuous person. He is famous for being hypocritical and sanctimonious..."

……

According to convention, anyone who can be called hypocritical by a girl from a demon sect naturally belongs to a decent sect.

Having said that, Qin Lang looked around and found that there seemed to be quite a few disciples of the Jianghu sect in the state capital. There were people wearing the same clothes every now and then, but there were only a few main ones. Except for the people outside the building, the most common ones are people dressed in black and wearing red belts.

"Which sect are those from?"

"They are also members of one of the twelve sects."

Xuan'er looked at those people in black attire with a slightly teasing look:

"After all, he should still be an acquaintance of ours."

"acquaintance?"

"Yeah, they are from the Dian Cang sect."

"..."

When he talked about the Diancang Sect, Qin Lang quickly thought of the silly bald man who made a scene in the inn, that is, the son of the leader of the Diancang Sect. He must have been on his way at the time. Could he have met him again in Qingzhou Mansion during this trip? …

Forget it, don’t think about it, the more you think about it, the easier it may be.

As a member of the Tianhe Sect, Qin Lang is still more willing to visit the Ningxiang Pavilion in the state capital. If the situation is really as Nan Lingyue fears, then he will be a temporary dog-headed strategist and try to make some suggestions. Fan.

However, before the convoy arrived at the Ningxiang Pavilion, something suddenly happened in front of the martial arts pavilion where the doorman had stopped just outside the building.

……

"Tsk! This little kid! Doesn't he have eyes?"

"Junior brother, don't be angry..."

"Why aren't you angry? My clothes are not new, but the hidden embroidery on them was embroidered by my junior sister for me just last month! Tell me, little brat, how can I compensate you!"

A young man from the building outside the building had a stern look on his face. At this time, he no longer had the graceful attitude that Qin Lang had just seen. He angrily pulled up his white robe. There was a striking red mark on it, which seemed to be dyed with sugar frosting. .

Not far from his feet, there was a little girl lying on the ground, holding a candied haws in hand, but she had not yet stood up.

Obviously, the young man's clothes were stained by the little girl's candied haws.

"Junior brother, forget it, you drank too much today. You were the one who stumbled around and tripped someone up just now. Don't argue with the little baby..."

"What did I trip over?! It was obviously her who hit me!"

"Hahaha... ok, ok, she hit her, she hit her..."

The two people admonishing him were not really sensible. Seeing that the young master was drinking, they changed their words and agreed.

As a result, the young master pointed at the little girl on the ground and continued to curse:
  "Things that don't open their eyes while walking! Which company is it from!?!"

"Sir, calm down."

At this time, the owner of the martial arts gym also rushed to smooth things over. After all, the incident happened in front of his door, and people from the Twelve Sects were not something that an ordinary martial arts gym could afford:

"This little girl... hiss... seems to be a handyman in the backyard of Ningxiang Pavilion. She came out to buy some food. I hope you will forgive me for disturbing the young master."

"From the Ningxiang Pavilion?"

The young master squinted his eyes and took a look at the little girl's simple gray cloth skirt, and sneered:
  "No wonder, it's really a mean life with a mean look..."

Snapped!
  In a certain carriage, Nan Lingyue, who was paying attention to the farce with Qin Lang, suddenly patted Xuan Ran's thigh after hearing what the young master said. His face was as gloomy as water, and he became angry.

The young master and his two other companions obviously hadn't noticed the Tianhe Sect's motorcade gradually stopping across the street. After learning that the little girl was the little girl from Ningxiang Pavilion, they looked at the silly little girl still lying on the ground. Boy, one after another with a sense of sarcasm:
  "As the saying goes, bitches are blessed with bitches, and little bitches are also blessed with small blessings. My child, please apologize to my junior brother."

"Yeah, just apologize, just say I'm sorry for not having eyes, hahaha..."

"An apology is an apology, and the money must be compensated! One hundred taels or less is not enough! One hundred taels!"

It was obvious that he was drunk and tripped the little girl, but the young master was still insisting on making compensation. Under the yelling and fuss, the two companions also had some doubts and whispered again:
  "What...junior brother, that's it. After all, Ningxiang Pavilion is..."

"Hey, what are you afraid of? The business of Ningxiang Pavilion is already bad, but those girls from Tianhe Sect still dare to attack and hurt me for a trivial reason?"

"That's what I said, but..."

"But what is it? It's not just the Tianhe Sect, unless their legendary sect master comes, or that saint... Bah! Or that witch comes, then I should be a little scared... Now... Ha! I think so Do you know what capital they have in Ningxiang Pavilion to dare to be so crazy..."

"No, no, no, this brother, Ningxiang Pavilion is not crazy at all. You should be too crazy."

"???"

In the middle of the quarrel, a strange voice suddenly broke in. The three doormen in the building outside the building held folding fans tightly in their hands. When they took a look, they discovered that there was a young man with a handsome appearance and a plain face standing behind him.

(End of this chapter)