Quick Fishing Guide

Chapter 189
Seeing those rotten vegetables, leaves, and rotten eggs flying towards the iron cage as if they didn't want money, Wang Chuan recalled the parade he had seen before, and couldn't help feeling that it seemed the same everywhere.I really didn't expect that this huge empire that has experienced many traverser emperors would turn the parade into an image project.

Fortunately, Mrs. Fu is a master of martial arts, so she doesn't need to worry about being stoned to death, which saves a lot of expenses for the planner.If it is an ordinary prisoner, the government may only dare to use rotten vegetables, leaves and rotten eggs, and the stones are not dared to be used.

"The efficiency of Xiliang City is really high. Is this going to be executed overnight?"

Wang Chuan asked.

The guard scratched his head and said, "I don't know, I've never seen anything like this before. Maybe it is."

The door of the room creaked open, Wang Chuan turned his head, and saw Yingying, Yanyan, and Yanyan filing in.

The guard closed the window and said, "Leave him alone. Hurry up, Wang, it's rare for me to come to Xiliang, so why bother with that Lao Shizi's business? Let go of your mood and enjoy the style of Xiliang, this is the right thing to do!" "

Before the two walked back to sit up, all the sisters also came in.The old bustard stood beside her and said with a smile, "Hurry up and say hello to the two masters."

Regardless of those outside the Shenchao territory, the sisters all followed the standard Shenchao etiquette, bent their knees slightly sideways, bowed curtly, and said: "My Lord is well."

"Well, well."

The guard laughed silly.

Wang Chuan suddenly had a feeling of deja vu.Isn't this a scene seen in film and television works in another world?Could the owner of the Happy Red Mansion also have traveled through time?
Is this world a fucking sieve?

The guard said: "Brother Wang is a distinguished guest, brother Wang chooses first?" At this time, it is not appropriate to be fast.

Wang Chuan looked around and asked, "Is there anyone who can play the qin, se, and folk arts?"

The guard clapped his hands and praised: "Brother Wang is indeed from the capital, so elegant and unique."

The old bustard immediately stepped forward and said: "Yes, yes, yes! This distinguished guest is extraordinary. If you know how to appreciate it, it's better to let Zhi'er take care of you." When she spoke, she pulled out a woman with a plump figure and a beautiful appearance, but she was a bit outstanding.

The woman gave a shy smile and gave Wang Chuan a slight salute.Naturally, Wang Chuan could see that there was some truth and some fakeness in this smile, but in such a romantic place, there was no need to point it out.

The old bustard said: "My Zhi'er is not only good at the piano and flute, but also has one of the best charms." He pinched the woman's cheek and said, "Look, guest, how white and tender this skin is. Zhi'er's full name is Yang Zhiji. In our city of Xiliang, everyone calls her Suanzhi Ji. The suet with skin like suet. Do guests like it?"

This way of selling goods is different from that on both sides of the Qinglong River. It is too direct and rough, which makes Wang Chuan uncomfortable.

"Okay, just her."

Wang Chuan said.

The old bustard patted the woman and said, "Hurry up and bring the respected guest to your house."

"Got it, Mom."

The Suet Ji said, the unique quiet and peaceful voice was incompatible with the spot method here.This sense of contrast adds a bit of charm to her.

The guard said: "Brother Wang, go and enjoy it. I will look for you tomorrow." When he said that, he couldn't wait to pick his own.

"Your honor, please follow me."

Sheep Fat Ji said, and when Wang Chuan approached, she turned around and went out.Wang Chuan then followed, went downstairs, passed a small courtyard, and came to a small private courtyard.

"Is this your yard?"

Wang Chuan asked.

"Yes."

Yang Zhiji said, "Mom is kind enough to give me a small courtyard to live alone and receive guests." When she said that, she opened the door of the room in the courtyard and led Wang Chuan in.

The red candles in the house were not extinguished, the windows were lightly closed, and a breeze slipped in through the cracks of the windows, blowing the candles flickering, and the red curtains were like waves.

Yang Zhiji closed the door, lighted two red candles, and asked, "What do you want to hear?"

"Play whatever you want."

Wang Chuan went directly to the bed, waiting for hypnosis.I'm tired enough these days, and it's good for someone to play music to promote sleep.

Yang Zhiji took out the piano, put it on the table, and said: "I heard that there is a new kind of folk art in the capital, which is very popular. There are allusions in the song, which makes people cry. I am so fascinated by the song." No. I'm just a few old songs, I hope you won't dislike them."

"Uh……"

Wang Chuan thought about whether to tell Yang Zhiji that he was the driving force behind Beijing's new folk art, but obviously empty words were not convincing.He closed his eyes and said, "You play first."

Yang Zhiji nodded, touched the piano with her fingers, and began to play.

The sound of the piano curled up, dispelling the noise outside the yard.The melodious piano music made Wang Chuan suddenly feel that he was taken away from Xiliang, returned to the capital, and went to the south of the Yangtze River with small bridges and flowing water.

——I didn't expect that in the land of Xiliang, there would be such a quiet and gentle woman with such delicate piano music.

Wang Chuan managed to gather such thoughts in his rough mind, and fell asleep in a daze to the sound of the piano.

The hypnotic effect of piano music on him has always been superb.

Outside the bed curtain, Yang Zhiji was still playing the piano seriously, with great concentration.She also thought that today's guest is really unique, he deserves to be from the capital.You must know that most of the benefactors who come here, watching the piano and listening to the music are just a pretext, pretending to be elegant, and usually they can't finish playing a piece of music, and they are finished playing.Now that I have been playing for such a long time, this respected guest from the capital has always talked and listened. He is really a good person!

It's rare to have a bosom friend, I keep crying and no one knows the song.Now that someone is willing to listen quietly to his playing, how can he waste his good time?Yang Zhiji also became interested, and played to her heart's content.

It wasn't until midnight that she played to the fullest and was tired, so she said: "Honorable guest, it's late at night, it's time to go to bed." She didn't see any response, and when she got up and looked at the bed, she finally understood the truth of the matter, and she was about to cry but had no tears. .

……

Wang Chuan dreamed of fairy music all night long. In the dream, the little girl Chen Lian got a white dress from nowhere. She was sitting on the lotus platform, holding a white jade bottle with a few willow branches stuck in the mouth of the bottle. It seemed a bit familiar. .Wang Chuan listened to the background music played by the piano and watched Chen Lian say to himself seriously: "Tang Sanzang, I know you are very verbose, but I didn't expect you to be so verbose. I will strangle you to death!"

In an instant, Chen Lian's arms grew suddenly, and she flew towards Wang Chuan.Wang Chuan was startled suddenly and woke up. The sound of the piano disappeared in an instant, and the sky was already bright.

Yang Zhiji was lying in front of the table, and the moment Wang Chuan sat up in shock, she also sat up straight, stood up and asked, "Can you rest now, honored guest?" The voice was faint, as if talking to a heartless man say.

Wang Chuan scratched his head and said, "It's okay." Before he could recover from his sleep, Guanyin Chen Lian and Sheep Fat Girl overlapped, making people feel a little confused.

Damn, I was poisoned by the old lady Fu!

Wang Chuan shook his head and thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)