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Chapter 117
Looking at the girls who adored him, Tang Yin naturally couldn't let these girls down. All the money he earned from selling paintings in his life was spent on the brothel except for buying wine. The brothel can be said to be half of his family. How could he Let your loved ones down?

Tang Yin walked in the room, one step, two steps, like a devil's pace, his eyes sneakily sized up the girls around him, and when he reached the seventh step, he stopped suddenly and looked at the girls around him. The man smiled slightly, and said in his mouth, "Yes, you can all listen to me."

The girls listened attentively, and even the guests who came to have fun pricked up their ears, for fear of missing a word.

With his hands behind his back, Tang Yin shook his head and recited aloud, "A man has three legs. Two girls have four mouths. Come and count them, as many thighs as there are mouths."

"..."

Hearing Tang Bohu's 'poem', everyone stood there dumbfounded. They looked at Tang Bohu with a smug face in amazement, and their hearts roiled with turmoil.

"It's over?" ** was the first to recover, looking at Tang Yin and asked curiously.

"It's over. How's it going, okay?" Tang Yin asked.

"Okay, okay!" ** immediately clapped her hands, and while clapping, she said to the girls beside her, "Have you heard that? Poetry writing is a piece of cake for Tang Jieyuan, just open his mouth. What a great poem Ah, catchy, easy to understand, even if I haven't read the book, I can understand what's going on. Listen, what you say makes sense, a man has three legs, two girls have four mouths, and they rhyme."

"..."

Everyone looked at the eloquent and flattering lady, and felt that the two were a match made in heaven, why did they still sing together.But in the end, they still set their sights on Tang Bohu.

poetry?This is poetry?
A man has three legs.The two girls opened their mouths.Everyone, come and count, how many thighs and how many mouths.

Where is this poetry?It's clearly an arithmetic problem!
"Tang Bohu, I don't read much. Don't lie to me. How can this be poetry? It's clearly a catchphrase." A girl said to Tang Yin.

"A jingle? I think it's an arithmetic problem, and I'm making fun of our girls." Another girl said.

"You little girls just say that you don't understand anything, and you are still not convinced." ** stood up again, pinched her waist with one hand, and pointed to the girls in front of her with one hand, and said, "Where are we here? Is it a horse?" Home alley, a brothel, a brothel, do you think this is a temple? Tang Jieyuan will write you some poems that worry about the country and the people, or romantic poems? Can you understand? They are really a group of girls who don’t know how to behave.” Then, ** came to Tang Yin’s side, holding Tang Yin’s hand tightly, He said with a smile, "Tang Jieyuan, they don't understand, but I understand. Can you write this poem down? Let us pay our respects at ordinary times?"

"no problem."

"Old Wu, hurry up and get a pen and paper to Tang Jieyuan." ** shouted at Mr. Gui.

"Yes." A 50-[-]-year-old hunchback answered, and quickly ran to the back room. Not long after, he ran over with a pile of things, and spread paper and other things on the table.

"Tang Jieyuan, please."

Tang Yin took the pen, dipped it into the ground, paused for a while on the paper, and then suddenly waved it.

shhhhhh...

Soon, the poem was written.

"Tsk tsk tsk." ** held the paper and praised, "Look at this word, it's so beautifully written, so flamboyant, who of you can write it?"

"Mom, haven't you never read a book and don't know how to read?"

"What do you know? Words are based on spirit. Besides, who said I don't know words? I know the number above. Old Wu, quickly stick this paper on the wall. If anyone asks me in the future, just say It is the name of Tang Bohu, the number one romantic talent in the south of the Yangtze River. Ladies, please thank Tang Jieyuan."

"Thank you Tang Jieyuan."

A group of girls surrounded Tang Yin, serving tea and beating his back. Although the poem just now was very ordinary, the writing was really beautiful, and ordinary people really couldn't write it.What's more, what my mother said just now is right, when you come to a brothel, don't write some funny poems, should you write some serious ones?How embarrassing.

Tang Yin embraced from left to right, and someone handed him food and fed him to drink, that was a blessing.

"See? It's different to be educated. Even the girl is very enthusiastic when serving." A guard standing outside the door looked at Tang Jieyuan in the room, and said to another guard with envy and envy, "His uncle Yes, I wish I had known that I was studying too.”

"It's not too late for you to go to the test for fame." Another guard said, looking at the girl inside, the corner of his mouth was full of laughter.

"Fart! It's not easy for me to practice martial arts and enter Prince Ning's mansion to make a living. You want me to take the exam for fame now? What a fart."

"Then what are you complaining about?"

"I just don't think it's fair. I think that I, Ma Dazhuang, is a master of martial arts. When dealing with Tang Jieyuan, one can beat ten like him. Now I have not only become his servant, but also have to stand aside and watch him pick up girls. The most important thing is, just like that. She is still popular with girls, and she posts it without spending money, what's wrong with this world? Where can I justify it?"

"Knowledge changes destiny. When you reincarnate in your next life, remember to read more."

After a while, eating and drinking, cuddling and touching, Tang Yin came out of the brothel belching from alcohol.

"Tang Jieyuan, come back if you remember."

"When you come next time, remember to draw a few pictures for our girl, and it will be free for you for life."

Tang Jieyuan waved his hand and walked out of Majia Hutong.

The guard who was hiding at the side was stunned when he saw Tang Jieyuan. When he went in, he was still wearing a long shirt. Although it was a little dirty, he was still wearing clothes. When he came out, why was there only a pair of white underpants left?In this winter, if they were frozen, King Ning would not give them the crime of neglecting their care?
"Tang Jieyuan, why did you come out like this? What about the clothes? What about the trousers?" A guard stepped forward to ask, and couldn't care whether to interrupt or not.

"What kind of clothes, what pants, I don't know." Tang Yin narrowed his eyes, and when he saw the guards, he immediately smiled, and pointed with his fingers, "You guys, it's you, thank you for bringing me to Majia Hutong, This place is so good, you will bring me here often in the future."

When the two guards heard this, their faces turned green. How could a person like Tang Jieyuan be expected to come to such a messy place?If King Ning heard this, wouldn't he just chop off their heads?If I want to go, I will also go to Sijichun. The girls there are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and poetry. They are not like the girls in Majia Hutong who can only talk about dirty jokes and have no high level at all.

"Tang Jieyuan, you can't say this in front of King Ning, otherwise our brothers will be beheaded."

"No, no, this is a secret between us, a secret!" Tang Yin's voice became louder, and he walked out again with gossip steps.

Seeing Tang Jieyuan leaving, the guard knew that Tang Jieyuan had drunk too much, so he hurried into the brothel and asked the girl who hadn't left yet, "Where's Tang Jieyuan's clothes? Take them out quickly."

"That can't be done. This is what Mr. Tang left for us as a souvenir. How can I give it to you?"

"Yes, with Tang Jieyuan's clothes as evidence, who dares to say that our Majia Hutong is full of vulgar fans, hum."

Several girls walked to their respective rooms one after another.

Swish!
The guard immediately pulled out the knife from his waist and shouted loudly, "Prince Ning's mansion is on business, if you don't listen, you will be shot."

When ** saw it, she was very frightened, immediately smoothed things over, and said with a smile, "Isn't this the Niu Ye and Ma Ye of Prince Ning's Mansion? Where did you get so angry, calm down, girls, since the two Master is here on business, so hand over your things quickly." After speaking, he winked at the girls.

Everyone knows that in Nanchang City, the people in Prince Ning's Mansion are the people who should not be messed with.If the shop was smashed up and his head beheaded, there would be no reason for it.

Hearing what ** said, the girls came back very reluctantly, and while handing over their things, they also said, "The servants don't have any good things, and they don't recognize anyone when they put on their pants, huh!"

The two guards were dumbfounded when they saw it. The clothes that were good were now in pieces. Thinking about it, it was right. There were only a few pieces of clothes, but there were so many girls. Everyone wanted to keep a souvenir, and the whole set was definitely not enough. Only by tearing it into pieces can everyone be satisfied.

"what!"

Just when the two guards were depressingly about to ask the grandma for two pieces of clothes, there were sudden screams outside, and bursts of screams.

Ahhhhh!

The two guards felt a 'thump' in their hearts, and rushed out of the brothel. If Tang Jieyuan had any troubles, wouldn't they be executed by the whole family?
"Tang Jieyuan..."

The guards drew their swords again and rushed out of the Ma's alley. They thought it was bandits who went down the mountain to rob houses in the city, or water bandits from the river came to the shore to rob property, but when they rushed to the street, they were dumbfounded up.

No bandits, no bandits.

Only Tang Jieyuan with his big white buttocks.

I saw Tang Jieyuan, who was still wearing shorts just now, now took off his shorts, and walked naked on the street, chanting poems, causing passers-by to point fingers, scaring the girls and daughters-in-law to blush , screaming again and again.

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