Record of Bankruptcy of Liuxian Pavilion

Xie Tianqiong had countless opportunities to tell Fu Gaojun the hideous face of the man behind him.

But he didn't.

because……

He wants face.

The left protector of the Wulin League has nothing to do to help justice, rob the rich and help the poor, and hang around in brothels all day to persuade prostitutes to be good.

Let's talk about whether the martial arts leader can do it or not.

So Xie Tianqiong kept torn between whether to say or not, and was sent out of Liuxian Pavilion by Yan Zhuohong.

Xie Tianqiong:? ? ?etc.

Xie Tianqiong came back to his senses and wanted to hold him back for a few words of advice, but Yan Zhuohong stepped into the Liuxian Pavilion in two or three steps and showed a friendly smile at Leader Xie.

"Oh!"

The door was closed tightly.

Friends of women, ahem, Xiyu's son Yan Zhuohong, with the assistance of Xie Tianqiong, entered the room!

Leader Xie who was shut outside the door: "I am not, I am not, I am wronged!"

"Leader Xie has gone back?" Fu Gaojun stood in the yard, followed by the maid Cuishi, as if he had just discussed something.

Yan Zhuohong nodded: "After all, the leader is busy with business." Mr. Zhong probably won't set aside the repair fee for the collapsed roof. It seems that leader Xie can show his strength in repairing the roof in front of his junior brother.

"That's right." Fu Gaojun was thoughtful, but soon he smiled again: "Brother Yan is on the road and hunting snakes today, I'm afraid I'm tired, so I'd better go back to my room to rest."

Yan Zhuohong rushed back to Qingyang City overnight, and felt a little tired after the day, so he didn't refuse at the moment, said goodbye to Fu Gaojun and returned to the guest room.

Fu Gaojun watched Yan Zhuohong return to his room with a smile.

"Pavilion Master, what should we do with that Miao girl?" Cui Shi asked in a low voice.

"How can I deal with it? If I deal with Yan Zhuohong on the front foot, I will be able to trouble me." Fu Gaojun sneered: "But it would be too cheap to do nothing, Spirit Snake Cult, Cuishi, go and give me that green snake Drag it to the kitchen, and treat the guests tonight to have a meal of stir-fried snake meat later."

"Yes, Pavilion Master." Cui Shi replied in a low voice, and then walked to the room where Green Snake and Miao Nu were locked up.

……

Yan Zhuohong had a good night's sleep and opened the door energetically. Fu Gaojun stood at the door with a bowl of meat porridge: "I guess you should wake up too. I'll bring you breakfast."

Fu Gaojun wore a lotus root pink long gown today, coupled with his smiling face, he didn't feel feminine at all, but looked radiant instead.

Many messy thoughts flashed through Yan Zhuohong's mind, and finally he just reached out to take the tray from Fu Gaojun's hand, and turned sideways to let people into the room.

"It's very fragrant." He took a sip. The meat tasted tender and smooth, somewhat like snake meat but not quite like it. The gravy seeped into the porridge, and the thick porridge also had a delicious smell, and there was a smell Faint medicinal fragrance.

"This is……"

"Oh, it's the snake that Brother Yan saw yesterday. To tell you the truth, it's the first time I've seen such a big snake. You smell the fragrance of this medicine, I'm afraid you've fed a lot of elixir. In the end, let's have a look at it together." It's a feast."

Yan Zhuohong looked at the porridge in the bowl with a complicated expression.

Thinking about the snake yesterday, it was a little hard to swallow for a while.

"By the way, I also gave a bowl to that girl from Miaojiang. After all, if you don't eat well in the room, you won't have the strength to perform on stage. The table she broke is a yellow table I brought from another country. Tables made of pears are hard to find."

Is this man a devil?

Yan Zhuohong thought so.

Cuiyu hurried up from downstairs: "Pavilion master, it's not good, an old man came to the door and insisted on selling his daughter. Sister Hongzhu can't stop it!"

Fu Gaojun frowned.

Yan Zhuohong patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Go down and have a look?"

The two got up and went downstairs, and saw an old man pushing a girl who looked less than 10 years old into Liuxiang Pavilion: "She has nowhere to go, so please take her..."

"No, the pavilion master said, those under the age of 16 will not be accepted!" The woman, wearing a poinsettia dress, yelled hastily as she stopped the girl from stepping in sideways.

"She's just small, she's 13 years old this year, you see, she's not bad looking, let her study in there first, and she'll definitely be some sort of courtesan in three years' time!" The old man stood at the door talking nonsense. , while pushing the girl in: "It's not expensive at all, only 10 taels of silver! She can learn anything! Just let her in!"

Fu Gaojun's two slender eyebrows were tightly clustered together, and he was about to raise his hand to call someone, when a hand rested on his shoulder.

Yan Zhuohong showed a gentle smile: "I'll do it."

He passed Fu Gaojun and walked in front of the old man.

Dissuade this kind of thing, or let a professional do it.