Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

on the street.

Zuo Yan listened to the voices coming and going, the sound of hawking, and pedestrians passing by him, and suddenly felt relaxed.

"System, I haven't heard you sing for a long time."

System: "What do you want to hear?"

"Does that mean you can sing anything I say?"

The system proudly fiddled with a black tie around his neck, "Name."

Zuo Yan looked at the monk passing by, "Come on, let's cast the Great Compassion Mantra."

System: "...I don't know how to chant scriptures."

"Just like you...you can easily be robbed when you go out to beg for food." Zuo Yan shook his head, went to the teahouse to drink tea, and found that the storyteller was talking about the last episode. He listened to it with relish, and stayed A pile of melon seeds.

When I left the teahouse, I saw a few blue-eyed, exotic people talking to the owner of the feather duster stand in front.

Zuo Yan stood by and watched for a while, but couldn't understand what they were muttering, but the vendor who set up the stall kept talking.

Quite surprised, the cultural level of stalls in the capital is so high?This talent.

"What did they say?"

System: "They asked how to eat this thing."

Zuo Yan: ...

Then he watched as the few people who were talking to each other bought two feather dusters and went back.

Stall owner: "It's working well and I'll come back next time!"

From a distance, Zuo Yan still listened to those two discussing how to go back and eat chicken feathers.

After wandering around all afternoon, it was evening, Zuo Yan didn't want to go back home too early, so he went around and arrived at Zuiyufang.

In front of the door were a few women in fancy dresses, and there were a few men standing upstairs.

"As the saying goes, if you come to the ancient times and don't enter the brothel, isn't it a bit of a loss?"

System: You can only look after entering.

Zuo Yan didn't care so much, he just walked in.

"Thirteen Princes~ Why did it take you so long to come~"

"Did your lord forget about us~"

When he entered, he was surrounded by women, and Zuo Yan was ushered in with a flustered expression. From the door to the hall, he didn't know how he got here.

After a while, the bustard came over to drive the man away, "Master Thirteen, you haven't come for a while."

Zuo Yan looked at Zuiyufang, which was decorated differently from usual, "What are you doing here?"

The old bustard twisted her waist and waved her fan, "My lord, have you forgotten? It's the annual oiran election recently. The one on the stage is our most popular Xiang Xiao. Do you want to see it, my lord?"

When Zuo Yan heard the word Xiao, he raised his head and took a look. With his face covered, he couldn't see anything, but that figure looked like a woman, and it couldn't be the one at home.

The bustard arranged him in the seat closest to the stage with great discernment, and left with a smile after serving him.

Go back to the back and call a servant, "Go and tell the pavilion master that King Jing is in Zuiyufang."

Every girl or young man who is running for the crown prince has his own special talents, Zuo Yan is dazzled, and the fragrance rushes into his nostrils, making him want to sneeze all the time, but he still has to pretend to be calm on the surface.

After a while, it was Xiang Xiao's turn to come on stage again, and a person sat next to Zuo Yan, who came up and offered a large sum of money.

Zuo Yan turned his head to look at the local tyrant, he was still an acquaintance.

"Master Thirteen likes this?"

Zuo Yan said lightly, "It's okay."

And Zhao Feiyun, who always provokes him every time they meet, didn't continue to talk to him this time, and with another banknote, the old bustard's eyes lit up. He glanced at him, hugged the man proudly and left.

Zuo Yan scratched his chin, General Zhao should be back soon, otherwise this buddy wouldn't restrain himself like this.

Picking up the teacup on the table and taking a sip, he suddenly looked up, and there was only one open window above, empty and empty.

"Do you ever feel like someone is staring at me wherever I go recently?"

System: "That's right."

Zuo Yan asked, "You feel it too?"

System: "You are so handsome, everyone wants to look at you, you have to learn to get used to it."

"That's not what I said."

System: "Don't worry, I will notify you if there are assassins."

"What if it's not an assassin?"

System: "Neither an assassin nor an admirer, could it be a ghost?"

Zuo Yan was silent for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Is there really a ghost?"

The system took a deep breath, "Since you have made such a sincere request, we can consider going to supernatural powers in the next dream."

Zuo Yan immediately changed the subject, "This show is pretty good...er." This girl is visiting relatives.

A white gauze dress was dyed red on the spot, and everyone's eyes were on the girl.

Zuo Yan took this opportunity to go out to get some air, and sneezed several times in a row.

I have to say that the backyard of Zuiyufang is quite beautiful, the design is very fresh, there are no flowers, only green bamboo rockery, and a red bellyband...

Zuo Yan took a few steps forward when he heard something different.

Combined with the red peony bellyband hanging on the tip of the bamboo, Zuo Yan stopped in his tracks, a little tangled.

Is he watching, or peeking?

System: Is there a difference?

The male part of the voice was particularly like an acquaintance, Zuo Yan quietly took two steps forward.

Looking inside through the gap in the rockery, I can only see a pair of white buttocks dangling.

System: "Don't you think it's a little wretched for a dignified prince to do such a thing?"

Zuo Yan: "I'm just curious."

System: "Haven't you seen it?"

Zuo Yan said, "I haven't seen the live version."

"Does it look good?"

"It's okay, it's quite warped."

After Zuo Yan answered, he froze in place, it wasn't the system's voice just now, who was talking to him.

Looking back, the last impression is a black mask, so f*ckingly familiar.

The next moment, Xiao Liuzui caught someone who had fainted, hugged him in his arms, and came out from behind the rockery. One of the two people on the ground fainted and didn't know whether it was life or death, while the woman quickly put on her clothes and knelt down on the ground.

"Master."

Xiao Liuzui glanced at the people on the ground, and said softly: "Zhao Zhenlong's son, you dare to do something, it seems that Wuyi Pavilion can't accommodate you."

The powers of the rivers and lakes do not intervene in the affairs of the court. It seems that someone wants to use his hand to get rid of Zhao Feiyun, and by the way... get rid of him.

Xiang Xiao knelt down on the ground, trembling all over, "Master, I'm just...just..."

Xiao Liuzui tilted his head, "Take him down for interrogation."

Immediately, someone dragged the woman who was still begging for mercy covering her mouth, Xiao Liuzui lowered his head, frowned at the smell of him, and talked to himself while walking.

"It seems that if you don't teach me a lesson, you won't learn well."