monster brothel

In the center of the Buddha Hall is the statue of Amitabha Buddha, and on both sides are the statues of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva.Exquisite banners are hung in front of the Buddha, and vessels for purifying water are placed, and hundred paces incense is burning in the hall.Shen Yu knelt in front of the Buddha, holding scriptures.

This is what Jiang Li saw when he walked into the Buddhist gate.Time overlaps in a trance, day and night reversed.The grown-up Jiang Li watched Xiao Jiang Li staggering out of the meditation room, striding across the threshold of the Buddhist hall, and leaning on the young man's gloomy shoulder.

The dense green pine branches cast shadows, and the sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the pine needles and fell on the ground to form dappled spots of light.

In Jiang Li's mind, the hummingbird with the metal beak and wings began to sing again. It was a sound like the tip of a sharp blade rubbing, carving countless small scars on Jiang Li's fragile heart.

Jiang Li slowly walked to Shen Yu's side, and listening to Shen Yu's solemn chanting, he gently knelt behind Shen Yu and put his head on Shen Yu's back.His gloomy body began to tremble violently, and the voice of chanting sutras began to whimper and stop.

"I'm back." Jiang Li said with his head down, he forgot that the time in the sky is different from the time in the world, he thought he had only been away for half an hour.

Turning his head gloomily, he looked at Jiang Li, who had come back from the dead, with eyes that seemed happy but also sad, as if embarrassed, somewhat helpless and distressed. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tear rolled out from the corner of his eye. In the end, tears blurred his eyes and trickled down his cheeks unstoppably.Jiang Li stretched out his hand to embrace Shen Yu, his tall body curled up, and he buried himself in Jiang Li's chest, crying heartbreakingly.

Shen Yu clenched one hand, pointing his index finger at his heart and crying, "This place hurts so much, it seems that you have taken this place and taken it to hell."

Jiang Li looked at the depression in front of him with a wry smile, he never thought that the high and mighty King Yu would become what he is now: with sunken cheeks, protruding nose like an eagle, eyes like ghosts, disheveled clothes and dirty hair, standing like dry wood, The shape does not exist.His pair of black pupils had lost their initial unique sharpness, showing an indescribably melancholy and quiet temperament, the previous arrogance and nobility were swept away, and instantly turned into a humble expression, and at the same time, the whole face was also blurred. Shrouded in unspeakable loneliness and sadness.Now he can think of why Miss Su beat herself with a broom while crying.

"I'm back." Jiang Li repeated.

"...Welcome back." Shen Yu raised his head and stared at Jiang Li with teary eyes.

"...say you feel lonely and depressed."

"I'm very lonely."

As if he had finally removed the armor that didn't belong to him, a weak smile appeared on the corner of Shen Yu's mouth after he finished speaking, and then he fell into Jiang Li's arms.Jiang Li held Shen Yu's shoulder with one hand, and took the Buddhist scriptures that were still tightly clenched in Shen Yu's hand with the other.Jiang Li leaned his gloomy head on his shoulder, and for the first and only time he began to recite the Sanskrit in the Buddhist scriptures.

Three days later, King Yu Shen Yu finally appeared in the court, and there was another thing that surprised all civil and military officials: Shen Yu elected the son of Jingnan Marquis to follow Nanyuan as a general, and lead troops to the northwest to fight against the Huns' invasion.

"The Marquis of Jingnan has a different intention. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to hand over the military power to his son this time. I beg the emperor to think twice." An old minister stood up and opposed King Yu's proposal in public.

Shen Yu turned around to look at the old minister, and said with admiration: "Fu Shangshu is loyal to me, why don't you hand over the military power to you, and the emperor can rest assured."

"The minister is a civil servant, how can he lead troops to fight?"

"Then why is it wrong for me to let a military official lead the troops to fight?" Shen Yu asked back.

The old minister was so depressed that he couldn't speak, so he bowed his head and backed away.

"But I heard that Sui Nanyuan is the procuress of a brothel?" An official standing in the corner had just finished speaking when his colleagues on the side covered his mouth.While the people around him were accusing him of being too brainy, Sullen had already walked in front of the officials.He pointed to himself and said, "My wife runs two brothels in the capital, are you saying that Princess Yu is even less qualified?"

"No, no." The official had long been frightened by the gloomy, dark and strong eyes, the serious expression like a god looking down on a sinner, and his two trembled.

"All the ministers have no objections, right?" Shen Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the ministers who were silent with their heads down, and then said to the emperor with ease: "I have solved the problem that the emperor entrusted to me."

Just as the emperor was about to nod his head in satisfaction, he saw that Shen Yu was already backing away, as if preparing to slip away. "King Yu?"

"The minister is here." Shen Yu immediately stopped.

"Now that the national treasury is empty, and the business of Di Xu's family is in full swing, I wonder if taxes should be increased accordingly?"

It is said that Princess Yu is a person who loves money as much as her life, and raising taxes is simply cutting off her life.Every time the emperor uses this trick to restrain depression, it can be said that it has been tried and tested.

Shen Yu returned to the center of the court silently after listening, and said with a strong smile, "What else does the emperor want?"

……

"It's the third day, why are you still ignoring me?" Jiang Li, who is about to lose his life, doesn't know anything about it. He is currently busy with another matter.

"You are wasting my emotions and my tears!" Gu Qing scolded him, while doing calculations, and at the same time paying attention to receiving guests who came to make reservations.

"I've already apologized to you, and you hit me too."

"Is it okay to hit me? Do you know how regretful I am? When I think about the last word I said to you before you died, I just want to hit you to death." Just after Gu Qing finished speaking, there was a When the guest came in, he immediately switched from a sad mood to a joyful expression and said with a smile, "Young Master Zhang, it's fortunate that you told me in advance, so I can reserve a seat for you tomorrow night."

Mr. Zhang looked down at the account book in Gu Qing's hand, "It's five days later? Didn't the other side help you share it?"

"I can't take care of myself on the other side, how can I help this side?" Gu Qing smiled and said to Mr. Zhang, looking at Jiang Li from the corner of his eye, still bursting with anger.

Jiang Li sighed, this was touching the scales of the Dragon Madam.

"Every day, I don't know how to come to the store to help, and when I come, I just sit there." After Mr. Zhang left, Gu Qing immediately put on a straight face and began to criticize Jiang Li's heinous crimes.

"My eyes were swollen from crying, and I couldn't open them for three consecutive days. I could only open them on the day of your funeral." Gu Qing turned and went back to the counter, and put the money Mr. Zhang just paid into it.

"I was wrong." Jiang Li followed behind and replied.

"As soon as the coffin made a little noise, I immediately ran to the side to watch. What did you do? You closed the coffin when you saw me." Gu Qing stared at Jiang Li and said.

Jiang Li scratched his head guiltily, "I was frightened at the time. You don't know how terrifying your terrified expression is! Coupled with your swollen and red eyes, I thought I saw a ghost!"

"I'm the one to go to hell!"

A few brothels across the street are also very busy, and Sui Nanyuan is packing the package he left.

"My lord, who will manage this brothel after you leave?" the Jinling woman asked.

"From now on, this family will be under the management of Princess Yu Jiangli. He promised me that he will support all the expenses of the Jingnan Marquis Mansion as usual." Sui Nanyuan responded while selecting the books of war on the bookshelf to take away.

The Jinling lady nodded and said, "Congratulations, young master, you have finally become a general. If you can make a contribution this time, the Jingnan Marquis Mansion will not be looked down upon by others in the future."

Sui Nanyuan put down the book, looked in the direction of the palace and said sadly: "I haven't thought about it so much. Although grandpa has returned home, dad is still in prison."

"Didn't the emperor promise you to release the master as long as you repel the Huns this time?"

"That's right." Sui Nanyuan said with a smile: "Finally, everything will get better." He packed up the package and came down from the attic. "No need to send it off, just wait here, Princess Yu will be here in a while. I have to leave quickly." Sui Nanyuan got on his horse and waved to the people beside him.

"My lord, be careful all the way, and return home as soon as possible."

According to reports from the front, there were about [-] Huns who invaded the border this time.No matter how brave the cavalry and horses of the Huns were compared to the original, even the [-] soldiers sent by the Central Plains were made up of the talents brought back by the eldest princess.After Sui Nanyuan ordered the soldiers, he led the army out of the city gate in a mighty manner.

The new green willows beside the moat are as vigorous as sponges full of water, and the cool spring breeze blows from thousands of light beams passing through the gaps in the young leaves.Under the tree, a woman with a high ponytail in golden armor was waiting there on a white horse.

As Nanyuan came out of the city gate with a crowd of soldiers, he couldn't help but clenched the sword in his hand, his tense joints creaked, and the veins on the back of his hand burst out.This sword was given to her by him once, and he had accompanied her on the expedition to the southwest, and it was also this sword that accompanied her to break into the enemy's camp alone and cut off the enemy's head.When he was choosing a sword, he chose this one specially, even though this sword was no longer convenient for him.

"Oh, here we come!" she said to him.

"Why are you here?"

"The Huns are extremely powerful, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle them."

"Since you can't handle it, the best way to escape is to be alone, swing a knife and kill a bloody path, jump on the horse and run wildly all the way."

"This seems to be a good idea!" Shen Muqiao rode a white horse around Sui Nanyuan and said with a smile, "Then why not add another person, let's run away together."

……

We who are too naive are pushed by the world and have to come to the forefront of the times, bearing heavy historical responsibilities.Just like the 29-year-old emperor, the 25-year-old prince, and the 19-year-old eldest princess, the general supported a huge Northern Tang Dynasty.Rongzheng years will continue to prosper.

"That's why human beings are amazing!" Guarding the ground, Sea Dragon King raised his wine glass to clink with Kaji and drank it all in one gulp.

"So... when are you leaving?" Kaji asked.

"How can you be so cruel, your brother was kicked out of the house by his wife!"

"Are you messing with flowers?"

"How is it possible? Ever since I found my wife, I have been wholeheartedly treating her well."

"Then you are?"

"Last night... I didn't control myself." Sea Dragon King lowered his head shyly.

The author has something to say:

Finally, the finale is finally here, and I would like to thank every friend who accompanied me through the book.I would also like to thank my Mianmao. At the beginning, I didn’t plan to write three chapters, but I received a message from Mianmao the next day.Just such a lazy writer was dragged by a cat and ran from the starting line to the finish line.

The whole book of the monster brothel is finished. If there is a chance, I will talk to the guest officials under the flyover again.