Handbook for Avoiding the Court

It was drizzling and the air was freezing.A carriage came slowly.

Stopping at the entrance of Zuixiang Building, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy wearing a felt hat helped a white-clothed man in a black cloak go straight to the second floor. When the old bustard saw this rich man, he smiled and flattered him.The man raised his hand, and the boy gave the old bustard an ingot of gold.

"Send Nisheng to the Tianzi room on the second floor." The man in white said coldly.The old bustard smiled and said: "No problem, don't worry, I'll go right away! You wait!" After saying that, he called two guys over to meet him.

The second floor is very lively, the corridors are covered with red and colorful, and there is a plaque on the lintel, which reads "Spring Breeze Crossing".A few voluptuous women greeted the guests as if they were flamboyant.There was a burst of warblers singing and swallows, pushing cups and changing glasses, and the vague and ambiguous voices were heard endlessly. The man in white stretched out his hands to pull off the ears of the boy's hat on both sides, and pressed the child's immature shoulders.

The man knocked lightly on the door, and without waiting for an answer from inside, the man opened the door and walked in.

"You're here." Lying on the bed was a man in Tsing Yi, his body curled up, his shoulders shrugged, his face pale.

"Five Stones?" The man in white said calmly, and the little boy next to him stretched out his hand, took off his cloak and put it on his arm.

"Would you like some? I'm extremely happy." The man in Tsing Yi raised his eyelids, sat up slowly, and handed over a thumb-sized thing, "It's not a problem at all."

"I'm not good at this. Thanks." About the private room was stuffy and choking, the man in white felt a little disgusted, and loosened his neckline with his hands.

"Hey, today's sages like this, it is said that they can be strong..." The man in Tsing Yi said seriously, with a listless expression on his face.

"Ahem...Brother Yiwen be careful!" The man in white interrupted him, "Today I'm here to give you a big gift." After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, and after a while, a woman came in, Holding the pipa.

"Ni Sheng!" Wang Yiwen suddenly beamed with joy, and his dry life instantly became a little angry.

"You two young masters." Ni Sheng's red lips parted slightly, and she cast a contemptuous glance at Wang Yiwen.The corner of the mouth curled up like a hint of sarcasm.

"You... are you okay... why did you come here?!" Wang Yiwen was overjoyed, he might have been too excited, and didn't notice Ni Sheng's indifferent and contemptuous attitude at all.

Ni Sheng didn't say a word, just glanced slightly at the man in white.

The man in white lazily bent forward, took a few grapes, and then crushed them lightly. The faint grape juice flowed out from his knuckle fingers, and the boy next to him handed over the veil.

The man in white wiped his hands without raising his eyelids, "Of course I bought it at a huge price, otherwise do you think it was given away for nothing? Your old man didn't eat you alive after knowing about it?"

Ni Sheng took a few steps back and walked to the table, her delicate body trembling slightly.

"Yes yes yes..." Wang Yiwen got up quickly, walked up to him, and said deeply, "Thank you..."

"From now on, she will be yours. Cherish it." The man in white gave Wang Yiwen a meaningful look, as if he had everything under control, with a decisive ruthlessness.There was a chill behind Wang Yiwen who was looking directly at him.

The man in white raised his hand.Ni Sheng nodded her head, her eyes rolled with all kinds of charms.The slender fingers swipe the simple and simple pipa, which is as crisp as a mountain stream, pleasant and melodious.

Wang Yiwen looked at her white and delicate skin wrapped in a red robe, fascinated.

Suddenly the sound of the pipa turns sharply, thick as thunder in the clear sky, eager as rain hitting plantains, and as fierce as gold and iron horses.Inexplicably, a strong murderous air came oncoming!

Wang Yiwen didn't know it.He stood up and walked up to Ni Sheng with a smile on his face, staring at her deeply, lovingly.Unfortunately, Luo Hua had no intention of doing so.

"Boom..." With the breaking of the strings, the sound of the pipa stopped abruptly.A gleaming dagger lay across Wang Yiwen's neck!Wang Yiwen was shocked, and his color suddenly turned pale. He instinctively held her hand tightly, pressing against the dagger tightly.

"Ah..." With a muffled groan, Ni Sheng fell to the ground, her almond eyes widened, and a dagger pierced her throat!Blood gushed out.

Wang Yi's face was ashen, staring blankly at Ni Sheng on the ground, he kept muttering: "It wasn't me! I didn't kill it! What... what's going on!" He looked up at the man in white, who turned his head away. , cannot be denied.

He let go of the hands holding the dagger tightly, it was full of blood!

"Wang—Yi—Wen!" A boy standing at the door, about sixteen or seventeen years old, roared and rushed over, grabbed his collar, punched Wang Yiwen staggered, and slammed straight into the table. Case, blood flowed profusely from his forehead!

"You beast! You, damn it!" The boy rushed towards him again, sat on him, and greeted him with punches and punches in the face!After a while, all the people in Zuixiang Building crowded into this Tianzi shop, and were stopped by a few burly men at the door and refused to let them in.And at this time, the man in white has long since disappeared!

"You...don't...do it again..." Wang Yiwen felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body was cold, he was throbbing and shaking.And the boy didn't intend to let go at all.He felt that he was going to die, he was going to die soon!But he can't die!He did not kill!However, Ni Sheng was indeed killed by his own hands...

He is not reconciled, he is confused.He suddenly had a strong sense of survival, and he touched the dagger that killed Ni Sheng with his backhand!With a swipe, the boy fell silently like a withered leaf.

"My lord, my lord!!, something is wrong!" The little servant rushed into the yard, crawling and rolling on the ground.

"Qian Chun, how decent is Cheng!" Ming Wang stood in front of the hall, condescending, glaring at him!

"Your Highness! Eldest Young Master! Eldest Young Master, he killed someone!" Qian Chun cried loudly.

"Yiwen shouldn't be like this, have you inquired clearly? He has no strength to restrain a chicken, and he is timid in dealing with people. Heh, you say he kills people? Nonsense!" Ming Wang shook his sleeves and snorted coldly. .

"It's absolutely true! Young Master is already in jail! Your lord!" Qian Chun wiped away his tears and looked up at King Ming.

"Who is the dead?" Duke Ming seemed to no longer doubt what Mu Chun said, and his voice trembled a little.

"Shi Mu, the son of Zhennan King Shi Jiang..." Qian Chun's voice was like a mosquito.

"What?" King Ming was startled, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and the Pixiu in his hand fell to the ground brittlely, and fell to pieces in an instant.

The King of Zhennan is the biggest ruler in the entire southwest region. He is brave and good at fighting, and he is extremely brave.If there is any general who can stand shoulder to shoulder with King Ming, it is the King of Zhennan.Moreover, he has only one son: Shi Mu!

But this child died at the hands of his son!

None of King Ming's three sons made him feel at ease. The eldest son had no ambitions.The second son is idle, not doing his job properly, greedy for money and lustful, and has the face of a playboy.The younger son's words and deeds are not good, he is a brainless...

King Ming spent most of his life as a soldier in the northwest frontier, and none of his children had ever looked at it carefully.

King Ming turned his back, put his hands on his forehead for a long time, raised his head and sighed deeply, "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop..."

The author has something to say:

The eloquent tongue speaks right and wrong,

Add oil and vinegar to white and black.

Others misunderstood him to be delighted,

Narrow minded and poor conscience.