Today is also the day I was attacked by the little lord

August [-]th, the Mid-Autumn Festival, is a good time for family reunion and happiness.

Langjing, who has always been at the forefront of sensuality, how could he miss such a good opportunity, and many celebrations and activities came up one after another, especially the "Qunfang Banquet" jointly held by various brothels and Nanfeng Pavilion.

Different from entertaining guests to choose from on weekdays, at the "Qunfang Banquet", famous prostitutes of all colors will take the initiative to show their talents to win attention, and there is no restriction on one person and one guest that night, even if the bed is warmed up at the right time, others will It can be interrupted, as long as the men and women who enter later have the ability to win the favor of the guests, they will naturally have to replace them. It can be said that pleasure is paramount and there are no taboos.

The "Qunfang Banquet" is held by various brothels in turn every year. This year coincides with Wuxielou being the host. Famous prostitutes from all over Langjing came to the neighborhood early in the morning to take a break to familiarize themselves with the environment in advance, and by the way, show off the most beautiful Gorgeous makeup.

In the Wuxie Building, Ye Zhiheng was also busy with the decoration and furnishing work. A group of craftsmen worked from the east until the sun was sinking in the west, and they were able to arrange the scene and the room properly.

At night, Wanjia lanterns are lit, and the warm beams will soon re-light the festive atmosphere.Looking from a distance, Wuxie Tower stands silently surrounded by brilliant lights, and the vermilion silk cloth outlines the flying shadows on the pillars and gates, just like the call of the Paradise.

Guests from all over the world gathered like a cloud, laughing and laughing endlessly, flooding into the lobby where fruit and snacks had already been arranged, waiting for the famous prostitutes to come on stage and perform.

The servant in Wuxie Building greeted the guests with a professional smile, and almost fell asleep amid repeated nodding salutes.Unexpectedly, he was hit on the shoulder by someone, and his center of gravity was suddenly unstable. Seeing that he was about to fall staggeringly over the threshold, someone was a step ahead of him, and stretched out his hand to support his body firmly:

"Hey, big brother, be careful about your waist, after all, tonight is Qun~Fang~Yan~ah, if there is something good or bad, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

The words are really frivolous, but the voice is clear and sweet.

The boy Xunsheng raised his head, and saw a slender young man in front of him spreading a folding fan and looking at him with a smile.

This young man has a high nose and deep eyes, brows as sharp as a sword, star pupils shining brightly, thin lips pursed into a perfect arc, the most eye-catching is the pair of light-colored eyes, flaunting a free and wanton look The exotic style, and the seductive sparkle flowing in the invisible, end up being romantic and suave, showing talent.

He was dressed in a purple brocade robe, looking graceful and luxurious, the cloth was dotted with many gold tassels, and the jade pendant around his waist did not look ordinary, after looking at it this way, he looked like a nobleman.

But the little boy who followed him was a little shorter in stature, but his eyes were very delicate, and his expression had already become panicked because of the ambiguous ridicule before. Unfavorable:

"You can't say that, Xiao Hou..."

"Little monkey?" Before the little boy could finish speaking, the young master had already used his fan to give him a shudder, "Yuan Ruozhuo, is it because I'm too soft-hearted and ineffective in controlling him, that even you called me by my nickname? How many times have I said that only the master can call me like that, but you have to call me young master when you are outside!"

"Yes, yes, young master, it's the villain's fault. Please hold your hand high and spare me this time!"

The little boy named "Yuan Ruozhuo" shuddered, his complexion became even paler, and he was fighting with each other, making people think that he was about to kneel down in a trance.

The young master grabbed his helpless subordinate, smiled awkwardly and politely at the boy, and said:

"It's a guest from afar. It's when everyone says something wrong. This episode just now can be big or small, it's not necessary, isn't it?"

"Yes, the villain didn't hear anything, guest officer, please come inside!"

The boy was a knowledgable guy, he shut his mouth sensibly, and only stretched out his hand to invite the young master and the boy to enter, and the man was so happy, he brushed off his sleeves in a graceful manner, then flicked his hem, and carried Yuan Ruozhu to give alms Then walked into Wuxie building.

Entering from the gate of Wuxie Building, there is still a wide long corridor. Seeing that no one is paying attention, Mr. Jinyi hurriedly pulled Yuan Ruozhuo aside, put it in his ear to force his voice into a thread, and feigned anger, saying: "Here It’s not Qi Guo, if you accidentally say something wrong, go back and be careful, so I can teach you a lesson!”

Yuan Ruozhuo pursed his lips, his expression was very wronged, he just got used to it, he has been calling "Little Lord" and "Little Lord" for many years, and it took only a few days to change his name to Young Master. Can you react?

Fortunately, Young Master Jinyi reacted quickly, which did not arouse other people's suspicion. After all, the two of them came here today not to join in the fun of the feast, but because they had important matters to attend, and they could not be delayed at all.

No matter what, it is always right to ask for forgiveness, so he frowned pitifully, lowered his head, and whispered softly: "It's the villain who didn't act well and almost ruined the young master's good deed. Naturally, I should abide by the requirements I put forward, and I will definitely be more careful next time, and I will never miss your business!"

"It's more or less the same," Mr. Jinyi didn't want to embarrass him at first, seeing that the other party admitted his mistake with a good attitude, he pushed the boat down the steps. I came here to exchange information, presumably also to facilitate the consideration of covering up the whereabouts."

When it comes to the purpose of going to the Qunfang Banquet, his thoughts can't help but drift away, and he can't help but recall the indifferent voice of that person Shen Yi a few days ago:

"A year ago, Zhuyin and Shaohao failed in their mission. Shaohao died tragically, and Zhuyin disappeared. As the elder of Xuanxiao Pavilion, he has too many interests involved behind him. It would be unimaginable…”

At present, he doesn't have much detailed information about "Zhuyin" at hand. Apart from brief mission information, all he can get is the information sent back by Zhuyin when he performed the mission a year ago.

Lowering your eyes, you can vividly see the graceful handwriting on the plain white letter paper. The most impressive thing is the signature at the end of the letter. mark.

Candle Yin, Candle Yin...Why, it's him?

Many fragmentary fragments flowed back and forth in my mind for a while, sword shadow, knife light, desert, escape, one by one quietly spread in the bottom of my heart, accompanied by the sticky thin sweat on the palm of my hand, spreading out an inescapable net. He was bound tightly in it, unable to move at all.

That person once held a sharp sword that cut iron like mud, and his back was even more fierce. He has been unknown for a year, and he has never given up pursuing the whereabouts of that person, but he never expected that the fangs from Xuanxiao Pavilion After all, it fell on me.

After all, it is clearly described in the pavilion regulations. If the mission fails and disappears for a year, it is no different from betraying Xuanxiao Pavilion. If it is really hidden in the world and can no longer be found, it is not the worst ending.

It's just that the person is different after all.

At this moment, he was in a state of confusion, knowing that it would be useless to think about it any longer, so he simply suppressed his mixed thoughts, nodded to Yuan Ruozhuo, and the two of them blended into the team of guests and walked in leisurely There is no thank you building.

"Qunfang Banquet" is one of Langjing's special festivals, and it has its own unique process arrangement.

The whole carnival night is divided into two parts. First, various famous prostitutes perform on stage, and all the spectators appreciate it. Not all famous prostitutes and youths are required to be on stage at this time, but it is a good opportunity to show themselves.

After the performance, the guests will be arranged to wait quietly in the private room, and the men and women of the brothel will take the initiative to knock on the door to visit.

Of course, there is no such thing as a beautiful blessing without a price. The price during the "Qunfang Banquet" is more than three times higher than usual, and you can freely increase the price. The top 500 people from the highest bidders will be allowed to enter.

Therefore, the guests were either high-ranking officials or wealthy businessmen, so the reception etiquette was naturally very thoughtful.

Young Master Jinyi and Yuan Ruozhuo walked into the Wuxie Building under the guidance of the servants, and saw a man in red not far away with a smile on his face, walking forward quickly, and said in a warm voice:

"Welcome to the Wuxie Building, Mr. Ye! The villain's name is Ye Tingfang, and he is the person in charge of this building. You have an extraordinary demeanor and a good-looking talent, which really makes this place flourish. I don't know if I have the courage to ask your name?"

Although the words are polite, the meaning is also clear. Although the invitation has already been checked, the key point is to verify the identity.

The young master smiled, unfolded the folding fan in his hand and shook it lightly, and said loudly:

"I'm not talented. I'm the fourth son of Duan's silk merchant in the west of the city. If Boss Ye doesn't mind, he can just call me Duan Si. This is my servant boy Yuan Ruozhuo. I think I'm just a poor boy, and I can't do anything. You have to ask me, the servant boy, to do it for you, so it’s not too much to bring along with you, right?”

The author has something to say: The stalk of the little monkey should be clearer hahaha!

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