The bad emperor of Tang Dynasty

After seeing the money-eyed bustard retreating with a group of thugs, Xiao Yao hurriedly dragged Guo Nuan to the cubicle in the backyard of Yaran Pavilion, which was Xiao Yao's boudoir.It is said that speaking in the hall inevitably has ears through the walls.And Guo Nuan, this idiot, has always had a wooden expression. Today, it was the first time that she lost her composure when she hurriedly found herself. I am afraid that there is a big matter to discuss with herself, the thoughtful Xiaoyao secretly thought.

When he came to the boudoir, Guo Nuan was not polite, sat down on the stool, picked up a pot of tea on the table, and drank it in small purple sand cups.

"Hehe, look at how thirsty Guo Nian is drinking water. Don't worry, he's choking." Xiaoyao giggled, but she wasn't in a hurry. At night, I will be nagged by the nagging mother again.

But Xiaoyao did it for him and did it. It was rare to meet such an interesting friend.Although Xiaoyao is a weak woman with no martial arts, she has always been a woman with a strong mentality who speaks one word and dares to act.Seeing Guo Nuan drinking tea now, she is not in a hurry.Just listen to him speak slowly, what is more important than piercing the sky.Maybe I can help myself.

"Xiaoyao, remember that once you chatted and mentioned that Qiao Yun has been chasing you for the past few years, and wrote many love letters, right?" Guo Nuan put down the tea cup, and he said hastily after taking a breath.In other words, he ran several streets in a hurry, whether there was a rickshaw taxi on the road, but he was exhausted.

Xiaoyao didn't expect Guo Nuan to be so motivating, the first sentence was this, she blinked her clear pupils, two blushes appeared on her cheeks, at this moment she lowered her head and giggled half covered by her sleeves.

"What? Idiot, are you here for this? Is it important?" Xiaoyao looked at Guo Nuan with a strange flash of emotion in his eyes, which was sly and provocative.

"Ahem, no." Guo Nuan was a little embarrassed. In other words, if she was a woman, it would be easy for a man to misunderstand if he was so confused.

"What isn't it? It's not important?" The woman continued to ask ambiguously with a smile.

"No, yes, yes, it is very important." Guo Nuan was dizzy and changed his words quickly.

Guo Nuan felt more and more chaotic, stood up excitedly and said directly: "Xiaoyao, can you lend me all the love letters written by Qiao Yun for a period of time? Soon, it will only take half a day. I will return it to you immediately after using it."

"Ah." Xiaoyao was completely confused. Guo Nuan came to Yaran Pavilion a long time ago. He thought it was something, but it turned out to be a love letter.

"Qiao Yun's love letter? What's so interesting about it? It's all thrown away in the trash." Xiao Yao said without thinking, tilting her head.

It is said that three years ago, Xiaoyao became an instant hit as soon as she debuted in the singer world, attracting the attention of countless opera lovers in the circle, including of course Qiao Yun, who is an extremely crazy fan.

Around the age of thirteen or fourteen, after Xiaoyao was massacred in Le Village, she wandered to Chang'an alone, and was later caught by human traffickers and turned into a commodity in the underground slave trading market.

Once, the old bustard of Yarang Pavilion came to the underground human trafficking market as usual to select some girls as singers to train. After she fell in love with Xiaoyao, after five or six years of music and dancing, her singing skills became more and more solid. Even at the moment of his debut, with his solid music skills and charming beauty, he immediately attracted the favor of a large number of scholars and literati, and from that day on, Qiao Yun sent someone to see Xiaoyao at the door of Xiaoyao's attic almost every three to five days. Gifts, and a love letter.

As for the love letter, this kid is also diligent in writing, sometimes it is loose essays, sometimes it is miscellaneous poems, or prose, or even in vernacular language.Xiaoyao didn't like Qiao Yun, the second generation of unruly officials, and she didn't bother to accept gifts at all. However, since the old bustard who was quick to see money was interested in Qiao Yun's family background, he had a father who was a high-ranking official in the court. It's also very solid. Of course, the bustard will not let go of this potential customer. Once Qiao Yun is tied up, it will be a steady stream of money.

Under the gesture of the old bustard, Xiaoyao had no choice but to accept the gift, but the gift was accepted every day, and when it was brought into the house, it was thrown into a utility room to collect dust. The love letter in the gift box and the gift inside She didn't bother to open it either.

If Guo Nuan inexplicably asked for Qiao Yun's love letter, wouldn't it be possible for a fool to be jealous and dislike Qiao Yun blindly sending him love letters?Xiaoyao felt that if this was the case, Guo Nuan's temper was really amused.But judging by his expression, he doesn't seem to be serious, and there are other secrets in his seriousness.

"In the utility room next door, gifts from many officials, rich young masters, and so-called literati have been piled up there. If you want to find Qiao Yun's gift box, you have to dig through it."

Xiao Yao pointed to the location of the next room lazily, then sat on the dressing table and took care of removing her makeup.She knew Guo Nuan was in a hurry at the moment, so she didn't delay any longer, but when she was doing her makeup in front of the mirror, Xiao Yao couldn't help but pursed her lips and snickered.

Guo Nuan rushed into the small room next door with a whoosh.It is said that the enthusiasm of Xiaoyao's fans can be reflected from the piles of gift boxes in this room.Guo Nuan fought hard in the sea of ​​gift boxes.

After opening countless gift boxes, most of the women's products with rouge and gouache filled the room with powder, making Guo Nuan's whole body seem to be stained with flour powder, one piece of red, one piece of green, and one piece of purple, so embarrassing.Xiao Yao poked her head out for a look, and immediately burst out laughing.

"Haha, Guo Nuan, looking at yourself in the mirror now, you are definitely too funny. I guess the amount of rouge you put on your body today is equivalent to the amount of a girl's house for a year."

Guo Nuan pouted speechlessly, looking for Qiao Yun's love letters. It was said that after searching tirelessly, after half an hour, he finally found more than 200 love letters in the messy environment of the small room.

By the way, Qiao Yun is really patient in chasing girls. These more than 200 love letters can be bound into a complete book of love letters.Among them, Guo Nuan opened a love letter that had never been opened, and that boy Qiao Yun wrote such words in it

Little Yaoyao:

Ah—my fair lady, Qiao Yun is so cute——ah—alas——if you marry me, I will tear the world apart and have no regrets... I have divorced my seven-bedroom concubine... and marry you back to my house, would you like to...

This is a half-literate love letter, which made Guo Nuan laugh out loud, until his stomach ached a little, panting and inhaled some rouge powder in the air, making him sneeze again and again.

By the way, Qiao Yun is really flirtatious. Although the main wife did not marry back, the concubine has taken seven or eight of them.Remembering that Qiao Yun still has a marriage contract with Wang Yueyi, and the contract has not been terminated, even if this kid wants to marry the main wife, if he does not get his father's consent, he has no choice but to open his eyes and talk nonsense to the other woman. It's really shameless to marry her as the main wife. Fortunately, Xiaoyao didn't pay attention to this dude at all. Otherwise, Qiao Yun would deceive her feelings and commit herself to him. It would be a loss, and he would be abandoned in the end. What about marrying the main wife? Well, Qiao Yun has no way to make decisions at all, and I'm afraid he has no such plan at all, at most he just plays with a woman's body.

He collected a thick stack of love letters, and Guo Nuan packed them in a small cloth bag Xiaoyao gave him. Before leaving, Guo Nuan asked Xiaoyao curiously: "Xiaoyao, that old bustard has a bad temper, don't you want to leave? , or because there is not enough ransom money, if not, as a friend, I can pay for your ransom."

A fleeting touch flashed in Xiaoyao's eyes, and she smiled and said: "Idiot, in fact, although the old bustard's mother loves money and is snobbish, she raised Xiaoyao to urinate. Without her, Xiaoyao would have been hungry already." She's dead on the street, and being a singer doesn't mean prostitution, she plays the piano and sings every day, and is sought after by many scholars and literati, which is not bad."

Seeing that Xiaoyao had no such plan, Guo Nuan immediately smiled and said goodbye.Leaning on the threshold and staring at Guo Nuan's leaving figure, Xiaoyao felt a stagnant wave in her heart touched by his words just now.

Yes, I also thought about embroidering and weaving in the boudoir like a woman in a normal family, going shopping occasionally, bringing a few girlfriends and friends to play, and being free.Who wants to sing and laugh as a lowly diva in a karaoke house, and live by the face of a guest official in public.

But thinking of her father, the wronged death of her fellow villagers, and the huge background power of that enemy, Xiaoyao can only wait for a while to wait for a chance to take revenge.As for leaving the song workshop, what can I do, but I have already gotten used to the current life, and it seems that I have nowhere to go after leaving alone.After much deliberation, she had no choice but to stay in the brothel, even though she already had enough ransom money.

Guo Nuan rushed to Young Master Yu's small garden, the cloth bag in his hand was full of letters, these were Qiao Yun's handwriting that he got.A cheap plan was formed in Guo Nuan's extremely evil mind. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but chuckle. Passers-by couldn't help but shudder at this young man who hurried away, especially the sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Boom!"

After driving for five or six miles and crossing several streets, Guo Nuan arrived at the destination. He rang, and Ah Huang wagged his tail at him. Although Guo Nuan didn't carry duck legs, this frugal Ah Huang The yellow dog still had half a duck leg in his collection, and the man had just left and came back, and Ah Huang recognized it with a good memory.

"Move the door away." Young Master Yu heard Guo Nuan's voice, and he said lazily.

Guo Nuan excitedly pulled the door out, but the entire door panel was torn in half by his excessive force.

"Ah——this is the door I've been using for a year. It's a pity." Young Master Yu put on gorgeous clothes and looked radiant. With a huge deposit, he immediately improved his equipment. In fact, his hair was tied up, his beard was shaved, and he put on clean clothes.Pretty handsome.

"Hey, you took a lot of my brother's money and broke this worthless broken door. What a pity, it's a big deal to change the door panel." Guo Nuan couldn't help but joked with a good laugh.

Walking into the thatched hut, there are no longer four empty walls, and dozens of tanks of wine are piled up in one corner out of thin air.