Huafa Luoyang

To count the promiscuous characters in the capital, the King of Shu definitely ranks among them.

He has been weak and sick since he was a child, and he relies on the medicine bowl to lift his spirits every day, and he can't even see the sunlight. He has a pale face all day long, but he is very sensual.

The good thing is that Qingyin Ruanwu is not out of line, and the hobby of collecting guqin is nothing in the Emperor's House, but this hobby is male.

The current emperor never sees his third son, and only gives him a false title to protect his prosperity and wealth, and he never asks what he wants.

I don't know if it was because no one dared to mention this son in front of Xiao Jin since the death of his biological mother, Concubine Xiang, so these messy things never reached his ears; Pretend not to hear.

On the contrary, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who is kind to his father, filial to his son, respectful to his brothers and brothers, always misses his third younger brother.

Even if Longyang is good, it is not uncommon, and there are quite a few dignitaries in the capital who have this habit, but the prince still tried to correct his out-of-the-way younger brother.

The king of Shu couldn't leave the mansion, so he sent several beautiful girls into the mansion of the king of Shu one after another.Those who are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, those who have excellent dancing posture, and even those who know martial arts are fierce, but these women, whether bright or feminine, were all sent out of the house after being raised by Xiao Jin for a period of time.

In the words of the king of Shu himself, all women are wonderful scenery in the world, but he is a stinky man who only deserves to stay on the ground. It would be great if he defiled these gentle and elegant rains, it is better not to harm others.

Later, I had no choice but to let it go.

Xiao Jin, king of Shu, will not have any heirs, this is a doomed thing.

On the surface, the capital kept the royal affairs secret, but the gossip in the streets was always unstoppable.The king of Shu in people's mouth is such an image of a prodigal son, although no one has ever seen him with his own eyes.

Everything is imagination, but it looks pretty much the same.

The greatest use of Xiao Jin, King of Shu, is probably to provide a lot of material for court secrets, apart from discrediting the royal family.

On this day, the Emei Moon rose after sunset and set at midnight, leaving the sky to many stars.

Girls will gather together and bring fragrant melons and fruits to beg for cleverness.I don't know how many young men and women will stand under the night sky, listening to the whispers beside the magpie bridge in the sky, while looking forward to thousands of years.

But none of this had anything to do with Zhuang Jiuyao.

He was standing at the door of his room at this time, looked back at the sky, and then opened the door to enter.

There was already a person sitting on the couch.

The high candles were brightly lit, and he smiled ambiguously.After drinking, his footsteps seemed to be a little staggering, the man on the couch hurriedly got up, and took two steps forward to support him.

Using the strength in his hand, Zhuang Jiuyao raised his eyes and saw that face.After a moment's pause, Zhuang Jiuyao stretched out his hand out of nowhere, carefully tracing the eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him.

The man was startled, as if he was fascinated by those affectionate eyes, he called softly in a daze: "My lord."

No, no, Zhuang Jiuyao smiled in a daze - he wouldn't call me prince, he only called me "Jiuyao" once.The voice should also be deeper, the brows and eyes are not deep enough, and there are stars in those eyes.

Zhuang Jiuyao stumbled forward and threw the man on the couch without any effort, of course the man didn't dare to resist.

His pupils were extremely dark at this moment, the corners of his mouth were raised, his emotions were suppressed under his throat, and he was about to move, but suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

In an instant, a bright red flower bloomed on the white robe of the man below him.

The man panicked and shouted: "My lord! My lord!"

Zhuang Jiuyao slowly closed his eyes, wiped off the blood from his lips, and coughed twice: "It's okay, it seems that today is the end, I drank too much wine and forgot to take the medicine. You go, speak softly Son, don't disturb anyone."

The man nodded tremblingly: "My lord...do you really not want to call the doctor?"

"No need." Zhuang Jiuyao buried his head in the quilt, chuckled lightly, got up and stroked his face softly with the back of his hand, "Don't say it, lest people outside think I can't do it, and ruin your lord and mine. It's a famous name in the world."

After the man left the room, Zhuang Jiuyao turned over and stared at the top of the curtain.

Tomorrow morning, the news that the king of Shu was unrestrained and fell ill and vomited blood while hanging out with men on the bed probably flew into the palace and also reached the ears of secret lovers.

The licentious king of Shu really wanted his lust and his life, and his nature was hard to change.

He raised the corners of his mouth, remembering that someone once hid his unnaturalness solemnly, and said to him: "It's better to be more restrained on weekdays."

It clearly happened not long ago, but the memory is as far away as a big dream.

Yaowang Valley can't go back, and the capital is such a place, it looks calm and peaceful, but in fact, there is no such thing as "Chang'an".Once you wait, all the good things are illusory.

At this moment in Jinling, Xunluo, who had already left, returned to the inn more than a month later for unknown reasons.

It was late at night, he was lying on the couch with his clothes on, his eyes closed but he hadn't fallen asleep yet.Until there was a sudden light sound on the roof, he turned over, walked out the door without a sound, and followed a figure to the outskirts.

The figure stopped in an open area to make sure no one was around.Xun Luo followed, standing three feet away.

On the night of the Qixi Festival, the moon is crooked, it is about to set, and it is about to enter the second half of the night when the moon is dark.The figure turned around, lifted the veil on his face, revealing Tianqing's charming and innocent face.

"How is Medicine King Valley?"

Tianqing shook her head: "I didn't find anything, but in order to show people in the martial arts world, I turned it upside down."

Xun Luo was silent, Tian Qing said again: "The barrier forest is cleverly made, but there is no one inside to support it, so it can only block it for a while."

Seeing that he just nodded, Tianqing cautiously probed: "I am now Fang Qin's helper on the surface, but I can't interfere with too many things. According to what you said, the dead master of the hammer is connected with the person who used the broken Yin. Maybe he still has contact with other people in Tianmen, or with more troublesome people, I'm afraid it's..."

She paused for a moment and asked, "What do you think?"

"I have plans." Xun Luo's expression was flat, obviously he didn't want to explain, and he asked after a while, "I have no foundation now, if you help me without explanation, maybe you will end up in a miserable end."

Tianqing smiled, with a bit of gnashing of teeth: "You and I know where Tianmen is. Whether it is life or death, it is a dead end anyway. Keep your head on your belt at any time. Hmph, wait for others to torture me, It’s better to earn your own future.”

"I'm not sure at all." Xun Luo wrote lightly.

"You don't need to test me like this." Tianqing smiled, and leaned close to his ear, breathing could be heard, "One day you return to Tianmen, just don't forget me."

After she finished speaking, she turned around to leave, but Xun Luo suddenly said, "Yao Wang Valley...is the magnolia plant in the middle of the courtyard still there?"

Tianqing was surprised, turned around to look at him, seemed to be recalling the scene at that time, bowed his head for a while and answered, "Is it Xin Yi in the courtyard? It seems that he was cut off by someone who couldn't find anything to vent his anger."

"All useless things must be cut off." She looked up and smiled.

The moon has finally set, and the Milky Way is silent.

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The Huae Building in the center of the city is one of the most popular Fengyue houses in Jinling today, as if borrowing the name of "Calyx Brilliance" on the banks of the Qinhuai River can stand shoulder to shoulder with the capital Chang'an.

It was night now, and it was the time when singing and dancing were on the rise. In the room on the second floor, the chaebol Wang Tianxiong was waiting for someone.

The woman inside was used to hanging out with him, she was waiting on the sidelines, she was grabbing his neck and trying to stuff a grape into his mouth.But Wang Tianxiong was suddenly furious for no reason, and slapped her on the face with his palm. The woman turned around in a beautiful circle by surprise, and fell to the ground as if dancing.

"Little bitch..."

He jumped up, pointed at the woman who didn't know what had happened, and was about to curse.The door slammed suddenly, and a middle-aged man with thin skin and long eyes stepped in. He was Ming Qiufeng, the owner of Huae Building.

Wang Tianxiong was taken aback, forgot what he was about to scold, and just looked up at him.

Ming Qiufeng looked at the sweat on his head coldly: "Oh, brother Wang, what's the matter?" Then he turned to look at the five finger prints on the woman's face, he understood it, but pretended to be angry and said: " It must be because your little hoof doesn't take good care of you, and you still don't get out!"

The woman hurried away, and there were only these two people left in the room.Ming Qiufeng hurried over to sit opposite him, and handed him a cup of tea: "Brother Wang, what's wrong with rushing over here?"

Wang Tianxiong wiped the sweat off his fat face, and sighed: "Brother Ming, I came today to discuss something with you. Take a look at the previous books, can you take them back? I'm afraid I have to run away." Way to go."

"How do you say that?" Ming Qiufeng frowned.

Wang Tianxiong glanced around Huamei's house, and moved closer: "I've been targeted, and people have ambushed people around here, otherwise I wouldn't dare to come. A little while ago, I was a concubine, and I brought some Poison, if it is not a coincidence, let the cats at home eat it, I am afraid it is..."

At this point, the door suddenly slammed, Wang Tianxiong was startled again, and a layer of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.A familiar voice sounded outside: "The shopkeeper."

Ming Qiufeng shouted "Come in", and a young servant pushed the door open, holding tea in his hand: "Shopkeeper, you asked me to serve the tea."

Seeing him nodding his head, Wang Tianxiong heaved a sigh of relief, and took a handkerchief to wipe off his sweat.Ming Qiufeng looked at his jittery look, he could not express his contempt and disgust in his heart, but his face remained calm.

The boy handed over the plate and reached out to take one of them.It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, the two people who were sitting didn't react, they saw the young man's hand flashing in front of his eyes, Wang Tianxiong's eyes widened suddenly, and he lost his breath immediately.

If you look closely, you will find that there is only a thin line left at the throat.

Ming Qiufeng was startled, leaned back, opened the fan in his hand with a bang, and slammed it against the dagger in the servant's hand.The fan he usually holds in his hand is actually an iron fan that can carry weapons.

But the servant didn't want to get entangled with him, and retreated ten steps after his figure flickered.The dagger in his right hand was shining, and the tea tray was still held in his left hand, and not a drop of tea was spilled in it.

Ming Qiufeng didn't dare to rush forward, and opened his mouth to shout.

The boy looked up at him, his eyes were flat, but with an indescribable chill.Ming Qiufeng caught his eyes and seemed to realize something, immediately closed his mouth and frowned.

The tea tray flew steadily onto the tables.

The young servant's body creaked, and suddenly he grew a few inches out of thin air, his shoulders became wider, and his figure suddenly became taller, making the silk clothes tight.

"Who are you?" Ming Qiufeng hissed.

The man nodded his chin at Wang Tianxiong's corpse, and the voice was still his own servant's: "The person who will help you solve the problem." He took out a book from his arms and threw it into Ming Qiufeng's arms.

The latter dubiously looked for the ledger that he hadn't found for many years, and it contained all the black accounts of Wang Tianxiong.

"You know what to do." The man said lightly again, and he refused to stay for a moment after speaking. He opened the window and jumped out, never to be seen again.

Ming Qiufeng froze in place, when the door knocked again, he was startled: "Who?"

"The shopkeeper is me, Wu'er."

Ming Qiufeng shouted "Come in", and his confidant Wu'er ran in, saw the scene in the room, and said in a panic: "The shopkeeper succeeded? Why didn't I receive your order? I saw a lot of corpses outside, it seemed that all of them were dead. They belong to Wang Tianxiong!"

"Leave someone reliable to take care of it. Come with me to Wu's house!" Ming Qiu put away the fan and strode outside without even looking at the corpse.

The author has something to say:

Brother Jiuyao, ah no, Lord Shu!I top you!You can do it!Of course you can!I believe it!Ha ha ha ha

Please don't vomit blood, do you want to vomit next time in front of Xun Luo?Let him feel sorry for you!

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