Murong Chuan got up lightly, left the gentle town cruelly, and took a deep look back at the round and dazzling whiteness before turning and walking towards the study.
Qianzhen Building is not a small place, the residence of distinguished guests is naturally particular, and the main hall and study room are indispensable.
Murong Chuan took down the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, tore off a small strip of rice paper, and wrote in small script.
"The girl in the house is nice, thank you, steward Huang, for your kindness."
Rolled these twelve characters into a small scroll, the little sparrow swallowed it in one gulp, then flew away with wings flashing.The little sparrow was very fast, and within just a cup of tea, there was Feihui Study Room, and spit out a small note.
"My brother's ambition is thousands of miles away, how could my brother hold you back. That should be a reward from the son, how to deal with my brother is up to you."
Just two sentences not only explained the situation clearly, but also won the hearts of the people.
Lao Youtiao's communication skills are always pleasing to the eye.Communicating with people, especially with experts, will naturally increase your experience.
Learning from others is a talent, summing up experience from others is a genius, and Murong Chuan is undoubtedly a genius.
"It's interesting, the eldest son of the princess's mansion actually monitors Guanshi Huang. It seems that the eldest son knows that Guanshi Huang is good at knowing people, so he wants to cut off the beard from him.
This also shows that Guanshi Huang is a member of the imperial court, not a member of the princess's mansion.
It's just that this method and mentality are not in the same order of magnitude as Guanshi Huang.Putting eyeliner in the name of a reward is the worst way to do it.
Those two female monks, obviously I have already woken up, they are still sleeping like dead pigs, they have no awareness of being spies at all.
Is the funny man showing off his bosom, or showing off the lower limit of his IQ? "
Murong Chuan teased the little sparrow, and returned to the bedroom again. While admiring the tender body, he was thinking about how to arrange the two girls.
"I was drunk last night. It was a good time to strike, but I didn't lose my virginity. Well, this is good news."
Murong Chuan leaned on the grand teacher's chair, sucking his teeth depressedly, obviously not thinking it was good news.As a modern man, especially a man of blood and vigor, he naturally doesn't mind having sex overnight.
But the reality is that the two chicks were wearing bellybands, and nothing happened.
"It seems that they are very unskilled in their business and don't know how to deal with it. They are in a state of drunkenness."
Murong Chuan looked at the bedroom again, frowned and said: "Their clothes are conservative, and they don't look like loose women. This point is also similar to the previous one, they are very likely to be young children.
Without any training, he is still a pure and innocent child who is sent to be a spy or an eyeliner, so what is Doubi Shizi going to do.Is it lack of manpower, or do you think my potential is not enough, just casting a wide net?
Or, he is simply buying people's hearts, trying to cut off the talents that Manager Hu Huang likes? "
Murong Chuan looked down, as if he had penetrated the thick floor, and saw that in the hall downstairs, there was a young master, waiting for him to come out of the room and meet him cordially.
"Fuck me, if it's just a show of goodwill, then he is really brain-dead. This kind of behavior of putting eyeliner will not make people feel that he is showing goodwill, but it will also cause rebellious psychology.
No wonder Huang Guanshi is at ease, that unlucky son is spending money to buy trouble. "
Murong Chuan thought for a long time, and finally figured out the cause and effect, but the reasoning is only reasoning after all, and it still needs to be verified.
The corners of Murong Chuan's mouth curled up into a wicked smirk, and he carefully returned to the bed again, with a piggy-like expression on his face.
"Hey hey, who's little lady is lying naked on my son's bed, so my master will not be polite."
Suddenly attacked, the two girls suddenly woke up, screaming and hiding in the corner of the bed.They were a little frightened, and after blocking their delicate bodies, they subconsciously recited the spell.
But halfway through the recitation of the spell, it seemed that they were completely awake, and the surging spiritual power gradually calmed down, and they no longer recited the spell.
As if they had resigned themselves to their fate, they bowed their heads to their beautiful faces, only tears streaming down slowly.
"Little lady, don't struggle anymore? It seems that you really admire me, I drank too much last night, and this morning just happened to be a little cloudy."
Murong Chuan didn't give in, and still played his hands up and down to take advantage of it.Although the two girls resisted, it was only subconsciously, as if they had allowed Murong Chuan to do whatever they wanted.
"Damn it, force her to be a prostitute. That's better than the prince, and his brain is really smart. There is no wind, it is more terrifying than the wind beside the pillow.
In case the second daughter holds a grudge in her heart, after serving me well, she takes the opportunity to provoke right and wrong and turn black and white. It is only a matter of timing if she wants to take revenge.
Not only did he not get any benefit from this wave of clever manipulation, but he left hidden dangers for himself, and it also made me extremely despise him.If this is not brain damage, it is simply a brain hole! "
After getting the information he wanted, Murong Chuan resisted the impulse, and slowly retreated to the grand teacher's chair, looking at the second daughter in a leisurely manner.
Mr. Meng Lang suddenly withdrew his hand, making the second daughter who had accepted her fate feel lucky, but also a little surprised.
"Tell me, why are you in my room, and why are your clothes disheveled? Who ordered it, and what is its purpose?"
Murong Chuan crossed his legs and leaned on the grand teacher's chair, while teasing the little sparrow, he questioned without raising his head.Like the pervert before, it's just the illusion of the two girls in a trance.
The two girls looked at each other, and there seemed to be endless pain in their beautiful eyes.With a long sigh, the woman on the left spoke.
Her voice is light and gentle, like a lark in a fairyland dense forest, or a thrush in a secular world of mortals, jasper tinkling like a moon.
"Young master is not bullying, little girl and sister, thank you for your kindness."
The two daughters Qiqi knelt on the bed, covered their shame with the quilt, and bowed deeply to Murong Chuan.They are all smart women, so they naturally understood what Murong Chuan did before, and they were just testing them.
Meeting such a man is also a blessing for them.If they encounter someone blinded by lust, they can only bear it with their eyes closed.
"You guys are so lucky. I was so drunk last night. You two sisters are beautiful and charming. It's not easy for you to hold back."
Murong Chuan sneered frivolously, and the woman who claimed to be her elder sister hurriedly saluted, "Master, you are joking, your eyes are as clear as spring water, you don't look a little lustful.
My sister and I are hard-working people, if you really want to take us in, we won't resist.What dignity is there to talk about as a slave of a dead family? "
"Slave of the dead?"
Murong Chuan immediately became interested, and there is a lot of information in it, which is worth deliberating.
In the Hundred Zhou Dynasty, no sect dared to make a fuss, and the court didn't care about small sects.During the Hundred Zhou Dynasty, there were clan battles. Even if the sect was annexed, monks could choose to stay or stay. There was no such thing as slaves.
This is a rule set by the imperial court. If there is a conflict, it can be fought or annexed, because the internal friction of the sect will benefit the imperial court without any harm.
However, in order to protect the general environment of practice, and to keep the Zongmen's internal conflicts, the imperial court does not allow monks and slaves to exist.
But there were many slaves in the Hundred Zhou Dynasty, and the source of the slaves was naturally two other countries.
Qianzhen Building is not a small place, the residence of distinguished guests is naturally particular, and the main hall and study room are indispensable.
Murong Chuan took down the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, tore off a small strip of rice paper, and wrote in small script.
"The girl in the house is nice, thank you, steward Huang, for your kindness."
Rolled these twelve characters into a small scroll, the little sparrow swallowed it in one gulp, then flew away with wings flashing.The little sparrow was very fast, and within just a cup of tea, there was Feihui Study Room, and spit out a small note.
"My brother's ambition is thousands of miles away, how could my brother hold you back. That should be a reward from the son, how to deal with my brother is up to you."
Just two sentences not only explained the situation clearly, but also won the hearts of the people.
Lao Youtiao's communication skills are always pleasing to the eye.Communicating with people, especially with experts, will naturally increase your experience.
Learning from others is a talent, summing up experience from others is a genius, and Murong Chuan is undoubtedly a genius.
"It's interesting, the eldest son of the princess's mansion actually monitors Guanshi Huang. It seems that the eldest son knows that Guanshi Huang is good at knowing people, so he wants to cut off the beard from him.
This also shows that Guanshi Huang is a member of the imperial court, not a member of the princess's mansion.
It's just that this method and mentality are not in the same order of magnitude as Guanshi Huang.Putting eyeliner in the name of a reward is the worst way to do it.
Those two female monks, obviously I have already woken up, they are still sleeping like dead pigs, they have no awareness of being spies at all.
Is the funny man showing off his bosom, or showing off the lower limit of his IQ? "
Murong Chuan teased the little sparrow, and returned to the bedroom again. While admiring the tender body, he was thinking about how to arrange the two girls.
"I was drunk last night. It was a good time to strike, but I didn't lose my virginity. Well, this is good news."
Murong Chuan leaned on the grand teacher's chair, sucking his teeth depressedly, obviously not thinking it was good news.As a modern man, especially a man of blood and vigor, he naturally doesn't mind having sex overnight.
But the reality is that the two chicks were wearing bellybands, and nothing happened.
"It seems that they are very unskilled in their business and don't know how to deal with it. They are in a state of drunkenness."
Murong Chuan looked at the bedroom again, frowned and said: "Their clothes are conservative, and they don't look like loose women. This point is also similar to the previous one, they are very likely to be young children.
Without any training, he is still a pure and innocent child who is sent to be a spy or an eyeliner, so what is Doubi Shizi going to do.Is it lack of manpower, or do you think my potential is not enough, just casting a wide net?
Or, he is simply buying people's hearts, trying to cut off the talents that Manager Hu Huang likes? "
Murong Chuan looked down, as if he had penetrated the thick floor, and saw that in the hall downstairs, there was a young master, waiting for him to come out of the room and meet him cordially.
"Fuck me, if it's just a show of goodwill, then he is really brain-dead. This kind of behavior of putting eyeliner will not make people feel that he is showing goodwill, but it will also cause rebellious psychology.
No wonder Huang Guanshi is at ease, that unlucky son is spending money to buy trouble. "
Murong Chuan thought for a long time, and finally figured out the cause and effect, but the reasoning is only reasoning after all, and it still needs to be verified.
The corners of Murong Chuan's mouth curled up into a wicked smirk, and he carefully returned to the bed again, with a piggy-like expression on his face.
"Hey hey, who's little lady is lying naked on my son's bed, so my master will not be polite."
Suddenly attacked, the two girls suddenly woke up, screaming and hiding in the corner of the bed.They were a little frightened, and after blocking their delicate bodies, they subconsciously recited the spell.
But halfway through the recitation of the spell, it seemed that they were completely awake, and the surging spiritual power gradually calmed down, and they no longer recited the spell.
As if they had resigned themselves to their fate, they bowed their heads to their beautiful faces, only tears streaming down slowly.
"Little lady, don't struggle anymore? It seems that you really admire me, I drank too much last night, and this morning just happened to be a little cloudy."
Murong Chuan didn't give in, and still played his hands up and down to take advantage of it.Although the two girls resisted, it was only subconsciously, as if they had allowed Murong Chuan to do whatever they wanted.
"Damn it, force her to be a prostitute. That's better than the prince, and his brain is really smart. There is no wind, it is more terrifying than the wind beside the pillow.
In case the second daughter holds a grudge in her heart, after serving me well, she takes the opportunity to provoke right and wrong and turn black and white. It is only a matter of timing if she wants to take revenge.
Not only did he not get any benefit from this wave of clever manipulation, but he left hidden dangers for himself, and it also made me extremely despise him.If this is not brain damage, it is simply a brain hole! "
After getting the information he wanted, Murong Chuan resisted the impulse, and slowly retreated to the grand teacher's chair, looking at the second daughter in a leisurely manner.
Mr. Meng Lang suddenly withdrew his hand, making the second daughter who had accepted her fate feel lucky, but also a little surprised.
"Tell me, why are you in my room, and why are your clothes disheveled? Who ordered it, and what is its purpose?"
Murong Chuan crossed his legs and leaned on the grand teacher's chair, while teasing the little sparrow, he questioned without raising his head.Like the pervert before, it's just the illusion of the two girls in a trance.
The two girls looked at each other, and there seemed to be endless pain in their beautiful eyes.With a long sigh, the woman on the left spoke.
Her voice is light and gentle, like a lark in a fairyland dense forest, or a thrush in a secular world of mortals, jasper tinkling like a moon.
"Young master is not bullying, little girl and sister, thank you for your kindness."
The two daughters Qiqi knelt on the bed, covered their shame with the quilt, and bowed deeply to Murong Chuan.They are all smart women, so they naturally understood what Murong Chuan did before, and they were just testing them.
Meeting such a man is also a blessing for them.If they encounter someone blinded by lust, they can only bear it with their eyes closed.
"You guys are so lucky. I was so drunk last night. You two sisters are beautiful and charming. It's not easy for you to hold back."
Murong Chuan sneered frivolously, and the woman who claimed to be her elder sister hurriedly saluted, "Master, you are joking, your eyes are as clear as spring water, you don't look a little lustful.
My sister and I are hard-working people, if you really want to take us in, we won't resist.What dignity is there to talk about as a slave of a dead family? "
"Slave of the dead?"
Murong Chuan immediately became interested, and there is a lot of information in it, which is worth deliberating.
In the Hundred Zhou Dynasty, no sect dared to make a fuss, and the court didn't care about small sects.During the Hundred Zhou Dynasty, there were clan battles. Even if the sect was annexed, monks could choose to stay or stay. There was no such thing as slaves.
This is a rule set by the imperial court. If there is a conflict, it can be fought or annexed, because the internal friction of the sect will benefit the imperial court without any harm.
However, in order to protect the general environment of practice, and to keep the Zongmen's internal conflicts, the imperial court does not allow monks and slaves to exist.
But there were many slaves in the Hundred Zhou Dynasty, and the source of the slaves was naturally two other countries.
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