Daqin started as a son-in-law

Chapter 33 An accident happened, and the temptation was forced to stop.

"I'm just here to relax and experience the first-class service of the Jiaofang Division, not to show off!"

"After all, this is Jiaofangsi, a brothel, not a grand gathering of various schools of thought—!"

"Young master, this is Jiaofang Division!"

The old bustard didn't expect Qin Ge to make trouble at this time, the smile on his face disappeared in an instant, he stopped, threatened Qin Ge, and said.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Qin Ge said, "I walked in from the door, so I knew that this is the Jiaofang Division, but the Jiaofang Division is powerful, so can it change the essence of the brothel?"

"I haven't found out yet, when the Jiaofang Division will change from a brothel to a literary club—!"

These things had little to do with Qin Ge. At this moment, Qin Ge was just messing around. He wanted to see if there was any stop. If not, it must be that all his whereabouts were under the control of the First Emperor.

And Meng Jiu and the others, Qin Ge wanted to use them, but he had to test them inadvertently.

"This son's consumption is mine!"

When the steady voice came out, Qin Ge frowned, and the premeditated matter was abruptly interrupted, which made Qin Ge extremely upset, and turned his head to look at the source of the voice.

After the long case, is a youth.

His face was ordinary and very popular. At first glance, Qin Ge didn't remember what he looked like, as if he was born not easy to be remembered.

Moreover, this person's expression was cold, and his whole body was filled with the aura that strangers should not enter. Even if Qin Ge looked over, he just nodded.

"Thanks!"

Qin Ge made a gesture, and his tone was very cold.

A good trial was spoiled, at this moment, all that was left was to try the one from Xianyang Palace, but looking at this young man, Qin Ge had a bad feeling.

The young man didn't care about Qin Ge's attitude, only three words came out: "Let's get started!"

"okay!"

"Dude, someone pays for the best wine and dishes in Shangjiaofangsi today!" Qin Ge's voice sounded, and it was at this moment that he returned to his seat.

Since someone wanted to be taken advantage of, Qin Ge was naturally happy to see it succeed, then turned his head to look at the people present, raised the corner of his mouth, and said, "All the expenses today will be paid by that young master!"

"promise."

"My son-in-law, you know this one, why don't you call me over?"

After casting a blank glance at Sima Qi, Qin Ge said coldly, "I don't know him. This person has murderous intent. It's best not to provoke him. He's either a member of the Mo family, or a dead soldier who suddenly appeared in Xianyang."

"Also don't call me a son-in-law, change your name!"

Qin Ge had only heard about the Mo family and the dead soldiers, but had never seen it, but he had an instinct, probably because he knew the martial arts, so he had a keen sense of murderous intent.

It wasn't the sharpness of swordsmanship, nor the sharpness of the whole person, but the murderous aura after seeing human life.

In this Jiaofang Division, fish and dragons are mixed.

Qin Ge only needed to practice Chinese martial arts for one day, and after feeling the murderous aura, he became silent.

He knew that it was impossible for the first emperor to send such a person to the Jiaofang Division, and he was testing the people behind the old bustard.

In the Jiaofang Division, one by one began to show off, Qin Ge's face was a little confused.

He didn't know much about Feng Ya Song, he only memorized a few songs when he was young, but they must be masterpieces that have already appeared in the world.

At this moment, while Qin Ge was silent, Sima Qi stood up suddenly, facing Hongxiu, said: "I have a song for the girl here, I wish to enter the girl's heart, so as to understand my heart."

Qin Ge raised his brows, and couldn't help but take another look at Sima Qi. You must know that it's very difficult to compose this eulogy, and it's impossible for people who don't have a certain foundation and attainments to write well.

But at this moment, Sima Qi, who called himself a dandy just now, wrote a poem before the few of them.

The changes before and after were so great that Qin Ge even suspected that he had misjudged Sima Qi, and there was something wrong with his vision of people.

Just when Qin Ge fell into self-doubt, Sima Qi's voice faltered.

"Green Zijin, Youyouwoxin.

If I don't come, can't you sleep tonight?

Beautiful girl, I miss you so much.

If I don't come, will the son come?
"

At this moment, Qin Ge's head was full of black lines.

He never thought that Sima Qi's poem would be such a crooked poem.

Suddenly, there was no sound of breathing on the entire third floor, and everyone was shocked by Sima Qi's talents.

"Brother Qin, how about my song?"

Sima Qi was triumphant, and was very satisfied with the shocking scene on the scene, so at this moment, he sought Qin Ge's approval.

Hearing this, Qin Ge drank two cups of strong wine in a row, suppressed the smile that was about to erupt from the corner of his mouth, cupped his hands repeatedly, and said, "Of course it is good, such a masterpiece is rare in all ages!"

"I was eating and drinking just now, but I was negligent. It turns out that Mr. Sima has such a great talent, and Qin admires him!"

"Young master, do you really want to disturb today's leaving the cabinet?"

A cold voice sounded, and the long sword on the swordsman's body was half unsheathed, and under the sunlight, it shone with a cold light. These words were like a sword, and it was cut like this.

Pointing at Qin Ge!

Obviously, the youth did not aim at Sima Qi, the instigator, but at him.

From the very beginning, when Qin Ge walked in here, he noticed that this person was different. In this person's eyes, he only had love for swords, not women.

At the beginning, Qin Ge thought that after finishing the task, Qin Ge would relax in the Jiaofang Division to relieve his pressure.

But gradually, Qin Ge rejected such an idea.

For pure release, the family at the opposite door is far more suitable than Jiaofangsi, and the price is not high.

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Ge's eyes were fixed, and he picked up the wine cup from a distance: "This is the wine invited by the master. Today, Qin is here to borrow flowers to make a sacrifice. Please have a cup, sir!"

"Han Tan, send wine——!"

"promise."

Nodding in agreement, Han Tan got up and walked over, brought a cup of wine over, put it on the young man's long case, and then returned it.

The two confronted each other.

All in one drink.

Qin Ge put down the wine cup, chuckled lightly, and said, "Qin is just talking about my friend's masterpiece, I wonder if there is something offensive?"

"Others can, but she can't!"

The young swordsman's tone was cold, and there was no life in his eyes, as if endless death was entwined.

At this moment, Qin Ge was a little surprised. He couldn't help but probe, and said, "Is she your good friend?"

"no!"

"Give me a reason, otherwise, no matter how fast your sword is, it won't be as fast as my Great Qin law!" At this moment, Qin Ge's mood was a little bit down, and he tried to test it and was abruptly destroyed by this man.

This time, coming to the Jiaofang Division is equivalent to doing nothing. If the young swordsman can't give a satisfactory answer, Qin Ge can't let Qin Ge just let it go like this.

The swordsman stood up.

(End of this chapter)