The prince is very fierce

The time was approaching midnight, and martial law was clearly in place in the palace. Secret guards were patrolling everywhere to search for thieves, but the focus was still on Tai Chi Palace.

Xu Buling left the imperial city from the sparsely defended Changle Palace. After returning to Yongchangfang, he started running quickly. To be honest, his face didn't look good.

Today he was supposed to go into the palace to meet the emperor and try his best to find out the whereabouts of the Locking Dragon Gu, but the defense of Taiji Palace made him understand what it means to be the king of a country. If he could get close to him with his own martial arts, the world would be in chaos.

Now it seems that the only option is to go back and wait. If the emperor can find out the best solution to the Dragon Locking Gu, if the emperor attacks him first, then he can only resign himself to fate.

While rising and falling on the pavilion on the street, Xu Buling took out a small golden ball of cloth from his arms and looked at it, feeling a little headache.

The lotus and Tibetan carp are as thin as cicada wings, smaller than a handkerchief when folded, and almost weightless. They still carry a bit of moisture and residual warmth.

The lotus and carp were secretly taken off by Xu Bu Ling when he stood up. He had no choice but to use the Queen Mother to hide today. In order to prevent the Queen Mother from impulsively revealing the matter, he could only find something to use as a handle. It probably meant that if the Queen Mother dared to tell him about his secret entry into the palace, he would shake the carp out of the lotus and die together.

Xu Buling felt a little guilty for bullying a charming and pretty widow, but it would be hard to feel relieved if he didn't do this. He could only wait for the matter to calm down before he came to apologize.

Recalling the scene just now, as a normal man, he would definitely be lying if he said he didn't have any strange thoughts. They hugged each other closely. The Queen Mother was basically wearing nothing. After half an hour, she even felt out the size. The skin was smooth, and the size was Aunt Lu is on par...

Thinking of this, Xu Buling suddenly frowned: How could I know Aunt Lu's size...

Because of my distraction, my foot slipped and I almost fell off the roof.

Xu Buling quickly put away his messy thoughts, stuffed the lotus and hidden carp into his arms, and walked quickly towards Yingchun Tower.

It was the eighth day of the first lunar month, even though it was already late at night, the bustling market was still bustling with people. People on Zhuangyuan Street were crowded with each other, and the hustle and bustle of Goulan Wine Shop could be heard half a street away.

While Xu Buling was walking on the roof, the sounds of several pedestrians talking attracted his attention:

"Quick, quick, quick, Yingchun Tower is so lively tonight, there is a noble man who spends a lot of money..."

"Yes, this is the first time in decades for such a heroic young master..."

Xu Bu Ling slowed down a bit, and couldn't help but secretly nod: Song Yufu seems to be of some use, and didn't mess up the matter. As long as the news about him spending a lot of money at Yingchun Tower tonight spreads, he will naturally be the same as those who sneaked into the palace. The assassin broke off the relationship...

But Xu Buling hadn't been happy for long when another conversation came:

"It seems something happened..."

"I heard that I offended a big shot that I shouldn't have offended..."

? ? ?

Xu Bu Ling frowned slightly, a little confused. By saying his name, Song Xiaopingfu can still offend the big shots he shouldn't offend... The emperor is in Yingchun Tower?

Thinking of this, Xu Buling couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly rushed to Yingchun Tower...

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A little earlier.

After Xu Buling left Yingchun Tower, Song Yufu leaned on the sofa behind the bead curtain and waited seriously for the piano music to begin.

The hall of Yingchun Building was bustling with people. The gentry and dignitaries from inside and outside Chang'an City gathered here. Young talents were even more crowded, and no one was embarrassed to sit in the hall.

Yingchun House is the benchmark for romantic occasions in Chang'an City. During the past few days, the annual oiran selection is held. The top brothels all over the city come here, and the benefactors from various top brothels naturally follow.

Naturally, Xiao Ting would not be absent from an occasion like this that showed the elegance of a celebrity. At this time, he was sitting in the most eye-catching position in the center of the hall. He was wearing a black gold-rimmed gentleman's robe, holding a tea cup and looking calm and accepting. A lot of bad flattery.

The two people sitting next to Xiao Ting were Liu Changrun, Liu Pingyang's son. Liu Pingyang was worshiped as Taiwei, one of the three princes, and was in charge of Dayue's military affairs. His gold seal and purple ribbon were tied with Xiao Chuyang's. The Liu family was also from a family of generals in the Guanzhong area, with a transcendent status.

Sitting on the left side of Xiao Ting is a fat man named Wang Bao. His name is ordinary. He is the son of a merchant and his status is not high. However, this man has a nickname of "Wang Bancheng" and is famous for his wealth. Today, Xiao Ting pulled him over to be taken advantage of.

Wang Bao, who weighed about three hundred kilograms of fat, was holding a rather petite teacup and approached Xiao Ting to show his courtesy:

"Mr. Xiao, I don't know which girl you have fallen in love with tonight. With my Wang Bao here, as long as you name her, she will be able to serve as an oiran."

Xiao Ting held the tea cup, his eyes full of disgust: "Damn fat pig, are you stupid? I can't tell you which girl I like. Otherwise, if you are a person who shows your courtesy and spends money, this oiran competition will be meaningless."

Xiao Ting has always behaved like this, and Wang Bao is not angry. Instead, he feels friendly and nods repeatedly: "Master Xiao teaches you that as the saying goes, 'A true gentleman watches chess but does not speak'. We are just watching chess and don't interrupt."

Xiao Ting then nodded with satisfaction and looked at Liu Changrun who was sitting next to him: "Liu Manzi, which girl have you fallen in love with today?"

‘Liu Manzi’ naturally refers to Liu Changrun. Dayue founded the country with military force, but the current emperor values ​​literati, so the relationship between civil and military officials has always been at odds. However, the emperor is very tough, and there is no scene of partisan fighting.

As the son of the Taiwei of the current dynasty, Liu Changrun was no lower than Xiao Ting in terms of status. He was called "Liu Manzi", and he immediately replied:

"Xiao Fool, who would I want to fight with you?"

The tone was a bit aggressive, Xiao Ting snorted, because he couldn't beat him, he didn't bother to pay attention.

Seeing that Xiao Ting didn't jump up and down, Liu Changrun lost interest in teasing, and looked up at a private room above:

"I heard that Xu Buling also came earlier, why don't you go up and take a look as your uncle?"

"Huh?"

Xiao Ting's eyes lit up, put down the teacup, stood up and looked around, and said loudly:

"Xu Buling, you didn't call me when you went to the brothel, come out!"

After saying that, he ran to Liu Changrun's side, using Liu Changrun's tall body as a shield.

The guests were all confused.

Liu Changrun looked at Xiao Ting in confusion:

"Mr. Xiao, what are you doing?"

Xiao Ting waited for a long time, but didn't see the thing inside the teacup lid fly down, and was a little surprised:

"Hey, why didn't Xu Buling hit me, are you sure he's here?"

"..."

Everyone couldn't laugh at him, so they could only pretend that nothing had happened with a look of discomfort.

Amid the hustle and bustle, a gong sounded on the stage.

After a few opening remarks by the steward, the beauties began to appear one after another.

Although Xiao Ting was uneducated, his understanding of romantic occasions was unmatched. He knew that Liu Changrun liked the prostitute Yu'er from Cuiyan Pavilion, and had been courting her for the past six months.

In fact, for princes and nobles of their level, it was just a matter of words to really like a singing girl.

But men, when it comes to conquering women, always like to rely on "personal charm". If they really use their power to get a courtesan home, it would be meaningless and would be ridiculed by those sour scholars.

Liu Changrun has been working hard for half a year, and now the courtesan seems to be moved. I am afraid that after he is promoted to the position of the courtesan today, Liu Changrun can become the guest of honor.

Xiao Ting came here today, not to compete with Liu Changrun. The top girl of Yingchun Tower, Yuyan, composed his song "My Prime Minister Daddy" into a song. If such a spiritual girl can't be the courtesan, how can he, Xiao Ting, survive in Chang'an in the future?

There is only one courtesan, and the two young masters will naturally not let their favorite people down, and they started fighting before the singing and dancing began.

Under the expectant eyes of the guests, the top girl of Yingchun Tower, as the host, waited first, and the performance was naturally Xiao Ting's "My Prime Minister Daddy".

To be honest, a beautiful woman in her twenties, holding a pipa and singing this nonsense lyrics without changing her face, her skills are worthy of perfection.

The guests present were full of respect, stroking their beards or nodding their heads, as if they were immersed in the elusive artistic conception of this poem.

Liu Changrun dared to laugh at Xiao Ting, but he dared not ridicule Xiao Xiang. At this time, he also kept a serious look and listened, and it was very uncomfortable to endure.

In the graceful singing voice, the hall of Nuotang was silent until the end of the song.

Xiao Ting's eyes were filled with tears, and he stood up and clapped his hands vigorously:

"Good!"

"Good, good..."

"Good, good, good..."

The chorus continued, and many "talented people" began to appreciate the beauty of it, and their performances were more realistic than each other.

And Wang Bao naturally stood up at this time and wiped his eyes with his sleeves:

"This song is really the sound of nature. Wang Mou only feels that his heart is surging. It's a pity that we met too late. You deserve a reward, you deserve a reward!"

As he said this, he waved his hand and called the steward over, and put a stack of silver bills on the tray.

The steward was full of surprise and said loudly:

"Prince Wang, reward one thousand taels."

"Wow-..."

Although everyone was not surprised, they all showed a look of surprise and admiration, and they were looking forward to Xiao Ting.

The courtesan on the stage was also three parts shy and seven parts gentle, and nodded and bowed to Xiao Ting.

Xiao Ting clasped his fists to all directions and sat down with a swagger. This generosity of others is really speechless.

As soon as Xiao Ting opened his mouth, naturally no one dared to jump out and snatch the girl from Xiao Ting. The steward also knew that this situation would occur, and he was ready to go on stage and let the next girl come out.

But just at this moment, a little Si ran to the fence on the second floor and said loudly:

"Prince Su Wang, redeem Miss Yuyan, and Yingchunlou will set the price yourself."

"???"

"!!!"

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