It is not easy to be a monk in the Tang Dynasty

Deep uneasiness arose in Zhang Yang's heart. What appeared in front of him was the famous Lingwu Lake on the outskirts of Chang'an. What appeared in the lake at this time was a huge luxury cruise ship with three floors. That's not the point, the point is, this is definitely not where a poetry club is located!

Because of his eyesight, Zhang Yang could easily see the appearance of the people above him. He was absolutely unrestrained. If he regarded this as a party, then the purpose of the party would definitely be marked in red. This is simply a true portrayal of the red light district!

After all, the beautiful woman on it is used to accompany the so-called gifted scholars. If you read it correctly, even in this cold weather, it is still a skirt and thin shirt, which looks faintly visible. Isn't this the party scene of brothel girls? Those men who come here with folding fans and flaunt their status as scholars and talented scholars are piao'customers!

It was this sense that made Zhang Yang's heart thump and feel a little confused. He knew that although Comrade Daniu was a bit brain-dead, he had no reason or motivation to deceive himself. Then, in such a scene, Ji Yanran What's going on here?

Don't tell him this is a new era poetry meeting scene, let them be honest with each other so that they can know how much ink is in each other's belly, reduce the possibility of cheating, go to Nima's frank meeting, Zhang Yang bared his teeth, Such candor was too much for him to digest.

"Chen-Jing-Peng!"

Zhang Yang chanted these three words affectionately, but that expression definitely did not make people feel that it was a kind of deep affection, but instead had a feeling of wanting to kill and then quickly.Both hands were opened, and then tightly clenched into fists, crackling, there was a sound of bones turning, and the fiery red maple leaves seemed to be stained with a layer of blood, full of coldness and chill.

Zhang Yang stared straight at the boat moored on the shore, as if he wanted to see everything inside through the thick hull.

"Stop, who are you!"

Zhang Yang's expression was too fierce. In front of him, the little servant who was standing on the deck trying to dissuade him looked a little lacking in confidence, and his face turned red. This feeling made him very ashamed, but, for the person who wanted to board the ship For someone like him, he was indeed a little scared, especially when he saw his eyes, the little servant felt that his blood was about to condense.

Zhang Yang ignored him, for a little guy like Ji, he can wipe him out with one hand now, without wasting any effort at all, after all, with just one glance, this guy trembled and clamped his legs, like It is possible to inject a warm spring water into this Lingwu Lake at any time. Of course, this spring water is light yellow and has a certain unique smell.

"Step aside!"

For such a small character, Zhang Yang generally would not waste time and energy talking to them. Such self-indulgent behavior of standing in front of him expressed deep contempt. Didn't he hit a rock with his balls in this way?

"you......"

What did the little guy have to say, at this time an old man with a sharp face and monkey cheeks walked out of the cabin, looking at Zhang Yang with surprise in his eyes.

That's right, Zhang Yang was sure that it was indeed a surprise in his eyes, but it was precisely because of this that Zhang Yang raised his vigilance in his heart. After all, the surprise of such a good-looking person can only be a shock to Zhang Yang.It seemed that something happened that I didn't know about.

"Hehe, it's Mr. Zhang, please come inside!"

As he said that, he turned to the trembling little servant and took his place. The old man with a pointed face was smiling, but he felt very uncomfortable. At least in Zhang Yang's opinion, this man's gaze It was full of evil, so Zhang Yang didn't show any joy at what he said, but just watched him courting him like a show.

"Does my son know you?"

In Zhang Yang's memory, there is no shadow of this wretched old man, which means they don't know each other, but how does this old man know himself?Is he already famous?This idea flashed in his mind, and Zhang Yang himself didn't believe it.

"Hehe, the old man has admired Mr. Zhang for a long time! Well, Mr. Zhang, please, even if we don't know each other now, we will get to know each other later!"

As he said that, he was about to pull Zhang Yang's arm, and seeing his intention, Zhang Yang's footsteps flashed, and he inadvertently blocked Nalu Mountain's claw. At this time, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the sharp-faced old man However, Zhang Yang didn't notice it at this time, because he found a person in his vision.

One that made him gnash his teeth!

Yes, this person is Chen Jingpeng, the one who kidnapped his wife Ji Yanran here!

Seeing Chen Jingpeng appearing here, Zhang Yang's heart was just relieved, and he lifted it up again. After all, he is here, which means that Ji Yanran is also here at this time, so he doesn't need to look everywhere. However, at this time, he is already On this boat, what he saw made him frown even more. This is definitely not a simple poetry meeting!

Yes, even though the wits of this era are arty and flirtatious, they are full of slutty yearning for the life of wits and beautiful ladies. In general poetry gatherings, some brothel girls like oirans will be invited to come to add to the fun, but , This number is too much!

Right in front of his eyes, the disheveled woman appeared with as many as two hands. Moreover, which poem would have such auditory hallucinations, the kind of yelling, yelling, ya yaodie Will such a voice full of lust' be part of the repertoire of the Confucian Poetry Association?If that's the case, Zhang Yang admits that he is short-sighted. He also participated in several poetry gatherings in Tang Dynasty, but he didn't come across such a good thing!

This is indeed a good thing for men, but for Zhang Yang now, what he saw and heard in his ears made him feel more and more violent, and facing the figure of Chen Jingpeng who just appeared, Zhang Yang He clenched his teeth tightly and chewed continuously, as if he was eating Chen Jingpeng's flesh and blood.

What is the meaning of tricking Ji Yanran here, and what's on her mind?

For a moment, Zhang Yang felt that his heart was about to turn cold, and he must not have any bad feelings, even though in later generations, in that era when chastity was everywhere, men still valued the chastity of their women very much. , Zhang Yang is not a cuckold!

"stop!"

Seeing that Chen Jingpeng wanted to enter the cabin, Zhang Yang let out a tiger roar, and jumped in his direction. Yes, Zhang Yang's speed was too fast, he jumped up like a kangaroo, and he was stunned instantly. The old Chen Jingpeng was caught in his hands!

The expression on the face of Mr. Chen who was caught was very complicated, but seeing Zhang Yang's crazy expression, his heart miraculously calmed down, but at this time Zhang Yang grabbed his collar and hung him up. Get up, so he can not speak, sore throat!

"Where is Yanran, where is Yanran!"

His eyes were bloodshot, Zhang Yang didn't need to look into the cabin to know what was going on inside, and his eardrums were filled with yelling, this was clearly a carnival full of sensuality!Where is this damn poetry club?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang was worried about Ji Yanran. Seeing that Chen Jingpeng was here without Ji Yanran's presence, he was very anxious. At this time, he naturally wouldn't show any kindness to this guy who had already been put to death in his heart. Your own gentlemanly demeanor, fuck your gentlemanly demeanor, Zhang Yang is like a mad cow suffering from mad cow disease at this time, he just wants to kill this guy in his hand!Of course, after he asked about Ji Yanran's whereabouts!

In fact, Zhang Yang felt a little relieved not to see Ji Yanran. If he saw him here, Zhang Yang didn't know how the two of them should face it. However, Chen Jingpeng had always had ambitions for Ji Yanran, and he had even reached The degree of morbidity is precisely because of this. Seeing Chen Jingpeng, Zhang Yang couldn't control the anger in his heart so much, he just wanted to burn the dregs in front of him to ashes.

"Why are you pretending to be deep at this time!"

Zhang Yang lost his temper. After waiting for a long time, this kid didn't say a word. Is it because he hasn't seen each other for a long time?

However, seeing Chen Jingpeng's pale face and difficulty breathing, Zhang Yang came to his senses, let go of his hand, and with a bang, Chen Jingpeng fell on the board of the boat.

"Master Zhang, what is this for? If you two have any grievances, how about sitting down inside and discussing it?"

The pointed-faced old man showed a smiling face, but in Zhang Yang's eyes, it was full of vulgarity and shamelessness.

"Humph!"

After patting his butt, Chen Jingpeng stood up, looking at Zhang Yang with provocative eyes.

"Why, Mr. Zhang also has time to come here for entertainment? But this doesn't seem to fit Mr. Zhang's identity!"

Speaking of this, Chen Jingpeng looked at Zhang Yang with gloating eyes, "Why, as a man who already has a fiancée, is Mr. Zhang doing the right thing for my cousin?"

"Since this place is not a poetry club, why did you bring Yanran here?"

Zhang Yang frowned, looked at Chen Jingpeng, his eyes rolled.

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, this is not a poetry club!"

The pointed-faced old man seemed to be a good student when he was studying, and he always rushed to answer questions to increase his sense of existence, but it was also like this that made Zhang Yang understand that this place was indeed a place where people gathered for fun illegally. Could it be that the current Datang already has the ideas of later generations and is carrying out the so-called "sweeping pornographic and illegal activities"?Isn't this a joke?You must know that even serious old masters will go to the brothel to prove that they are indeed young with a gun. Of course, this is already out of the body. Zhang Yang wants to know. Yanran brought it here, what does it mean!

"When did I say that this is a poetry meeting, and when did I tell you that Yanran was with me?"

Chen Jingpeng had a nasty smile on the corner of his mouth, seeing Zhang Yang's anxious look filled him with a strange pleasure.