Training Wu Zhou

In February, the spring breeze is warm and beautiful, and Tang Guan has been in Beijing for dozens of days before he knows it.

Chang Ying diverted the route, with an embarrassed expression on his face, and headed straight to the north of the city.

It seems that he is familiar with it, but in fact he is not a frequent visitor to that place. The distribution of brothels is like government offices, which is very interesting.

Just like that day, he and Chen Yunsheng spent the night in Fengyu Pavilion, and in the morning, the city that never sleeps is dotted in the north of the city.

"Happier than Pingkangli."

Tang Guan does not discriminate against j women, because this profession has been accompanied by reason throughout the social process.

Just like buying and selling, it is an exchange of equal value, but sometimes it is legal to sell, and sometimes it is not legal to sell.

The development of the brothel culture makes the intoxicated people intoxicated, and makes the romantic people even more romantic.

But tearing away all the pretense, the word "female branch" is not what you want, women are human beings, and there is no three obediences and four virtues in the bones of the ancient sages. [

Everything is just to survive.

Of course, there is no absolute fairness in this world. There is only a chance to fight for fairness. If you grasp it, you will grasp it. If you lose it, you will lose it.

Sitting in the carriage, Tang Guan was thinking wildly, opened his eyes after a while, and laughed at himself: "Am I going to watch the excitement, or am I a philosopher?"

"Hey, this is really a pokemon looking for a high-sounding reason for himself. It's really fucking polite and sinful!"

Xiao Qi left the car at some point and sat with Chang Ying outside, perhaps because she was not used to Tang Guan's silence.

As the surrounding scenery changed, Xiao Qi's mood was mobilized again, and he asked Chang Ying beside him, "Brother Chang, where are we going?"

Chang Ying was embarrassed again when he heard the words, and somewhat doubted Tang Guan's words. He blindly believed whether it was right or wrong.

But this place is really weird.

In fact, Chang Ying is still simple-minded. Tang Guan said and believed. Although he was a little puzzled, he didn't dare to reveal it. There are many people like him. They obviously have extraordinary talents, but they can't be recognized and reused by others, which is the so-called buried Talents.

This is true regardless of literature and martial arts. Generals such as Cheng Huaibi, in addition to their family background and martial arts, the more important thing is that they dare to speak out and do it.

The carriage did not stop, and the moment it turned to the road, the street changed its appearance.

Xiaoqi was already familiar with the road leading to Baoshe, but seeing a new face at this moment, she couldn't help but feel happy, and looked around.

Although they were roughly similar, as he walked further and further away, he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance.

This fragrance is very familiar to Xiao Qi, it is the smell of powder.

"It smells good!" [

At this time, I haven't entered the Pingkang Square, and I still have tens of zhang away, but I have already smelled the charming fragrance unique to this square.

"Appreciate~"

Chang Ying slowed down the carriage and stopped it.

Tang Guan noticed it, stood up and poked his head out, asking, "Have you arrived yet?"

Chang Ying nodded first, then shook his head, glanced at Xiao Qi, and whispered in his ear: "Qu Bing, forget it, did you hear wrong about that kind of place?"

Tang Guan shook his head and smiled when he heard the words, and said in a low voice, "No problem, we'll talk about it when we get there."

He had been curious about this place for a long time and wanted to have a look at it, but he was always busy with business affairs, and now it was rare to squeeze out the benefits, not to mention whether he wanted to build a villa in this "red light district", it would be great to gain knowledge first.

Seeing that the two were mysterious, Xiaoqi suddenly laughed and said: "There are so many brothels in this city, you can find them everywhere!"

Chang Ying was shocked when he heard the words, and looked at Xiao Qi in a daze, he thought Xiao Qi was clever and lively, a normal child, but he didn't expect it to be so abnormal, he guessed it before he saw it.

Seeing this, Tang Guan waved his hand and said: "Brother Chang, let's go on, hehe, isn't it just the j courtyard, Xiaoqi and I have already transferred."

"you!?"

Chang Ying's eyelids twitched when he heard the words, and suddenly remembered that the bosom friend in Fengyu Pavilion once said that Tang Guan stepped on the pavilion and left calligraphy and paintings behind. Is it true?

Immediately, Chang Ying looked at the two of them blankly, until Tang Guan said with a smile: "Brother Chang, are you alright?"

It was indeed a bit sensational for him to go shopping with Xiao Qi, and he thought Chang Ying hadn't reacted, but Chang Ying came to his senses after hearing the words, and asked, "Is the place you went to called Fengyu Pavilion, where you stayed?" Calligraphy and painting?"

This time it was Tang Guan's turn to be taken aback, before nodding his head for a moment and said, "I've been to Fengyu Pavilion, what calligraphy and painting are you talking about?"

Chang Ying heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, then frowned again, and looked at Tang Guan strangely in his eyes, it was really very human and extraordinary.

He didn't know Xiao Qi's past, he didn't know that he was a pickpocket, otherwise he wouldn't be so surprised.

Chang Ying hesitated for a moment, and could only think to himself: "Forget it, this child is really beyond what ordinary people can guess."

Immediately, he had no choice but to nod his head, continue to drive the car, head east, and go straight to the handover lane.

But Tang Guan became interested, and continued to ask: "Brother Chang, what do you mean by calligraphy and painting?"

While driving the carriage, Chang Ying was very embarrassed when he heard this. It seemed that Tang Guan didn't know that his calligraphy and paintings had been copied all over the place. One was because he didn't want to reveal his affair with Chen Yunsheng; The jester was furious for stealing her reputation, so she had to stay silent for a while.

He didn't know that if Tang Guan found out, he might not be as angry as he expected, but would be overjoyed instead.

The fact is also the same. What Tang Guan lacks most now is fame, and what he lacks the most is money. If he knows that his poems are hard to come by, he might make some amazing moves.

Seeing this, Tang Guan shook his head, sat back in the car, and muttered, "Fengyu Pavilion?"

At the same time, a carriage in front of Baoshe slowly stopped.

A man got out of the car. This man was dressed in normal clothes, and his face was rather wretched.

It was that Duke of Zhou, Wu Chengsi, who changed his normal behavior at this time, and stopped traveling in a beautiful way, and instead came to pay his bills in a low-key manner.

Glancing at Shemen, Wu Chengsi couldn't help shaking his head.

This is a short-lived place, different from the official residences, each room is only for one person, but the official residences are similar to ordinary courtyard mansions, although they are built next to the official office, they can be used by one family.

Of course, the reason why he came here in a low-key manner was because he was afraid that Tang Guan would make any more weird requests. He still had a fresh memory of the last time his guard of honor was borrowed by him.

The worst thing was that Shutong got on his good horse, which made him even more unhappy. Even though he was unhappy, he also knew that flattering is the most taboo thing, and if you want face, don't be flattering like others.

Wu Sansi is better than him in this point, but he also has something better than Wu Sansi, that is shameless.

If Wu Sansi still had some "thinking twice", he would completely ignore it. Tang Guan knew this best.

First was Feng Xiaobao, after Feng Xiaobao killed himself, he went to please the Zhang brothers, among which there are too many deeds, and they also relied on this to make a fortune.

Wu Chengsi hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward and knocked on the door of the house.

The Sheren poked his head out of it, and the Sheren had wide-sighted eyes. After recognizing him, he hurriedly opened the door and asked, "Duke, what are you?"

Wu Chengsi ignored him, walked into the courtyard, and saw that the doors were closed everywhere, he couldn't help frowning and said: "Where is Zhuangyuan Lang?"

The housekeeper was shocked when he heard the words, and hurriedly responded: "Xiao Langjun hasn't come back yet."

"You haven't come back yet?" Wu Chengsi was puzzled when he heard the words.

Ever since Tang Guan, the number one scholar, came out of Baoshe, these servants also felt that they had a good face, and they served them carefully every day, and they saw the cabinet ministers coming one after another many times, and they were even more respectful to Tang Guan.

Seeing Wu Chengsi coming to look for Tang Guan at this time, he didn't care too much, and immediately stepped forward and whispered: "Why don't you wait?"

Hearing this, Wu Chengsi frowned again, turned around and wanted to leave, but within two steps, he retreated and said, "Forget it, I'm just tired, find me a clean room."

Sheren hurriedly said yes when he heard the words, and after leading Wu Sansi into the room, he closed the door.

Then he backed out, shook his head and said with a smile: "Hey, it would be great if I could win the number one prize one day, the prime minister will wait for me"

He talked while walking, not envious of Tang Guan.

Fortunately, Wu Chengsi didn't hear it, otherwise his face would be gone. Tang Guanzhi's favor was really unbelievable, and it could even be called unreasonable.

But at this moment, this unreasonable person was staring at the scene in front of him in a daze, feeling as if he was falling into a thousand flowers.

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