Yanshan Exquisite Record

Chang'an centralized power, Luoyang collected money.

The merchants in Luoyang are always very rich. There are countless wine shops, clothing shops, and weapon shops on both sides of the long streets and alleys. Song Xueqiao covered his eyes and looked around. People, the restaurant is located in the middle of the long street, a standard money den.

As soon as he got off his horse and walked into the carved gate, a guy with a cloth scarf on his shoulder jumped out, with a greasy smile on his face, "Do you two stay in the hotel or eat?"

Song Xueqiao flicked his sleeve and threw out a silver dollar, "Of course it's staying at the hotel."

Seeing his generous shot, the young man immediately smiled and reached out to catch it, "Do you two have one or two?"

"I want a big, spacious one." Song Xueqiao nodded without thinking, "Seeing that there are so many people here, it shouldn't be easy to make room for two."

Pei Wunian gave him a sideways look, but said nothing.

The guy was even happier, and he almost wiped his tears while clutching the money, "Hey, my lord is so understanding, our place is full."

Song Xueqiao looked at the people in the room, squinted his eyes and said, "Also, I'll let the most sensible people here bring some food up later, and I'll reward you."

The restaurant is also divided into reception objects, like Ye Yingshu's Jianghu Tower and this one, there are people with swords and swords inside and out, and there are almost no long-clothed Confucian robes. Definitely the most squirrels, they are used to inquire about people in the Jianghu. Where the message fits best.

The young man was extremely active, raised his eyebrows and approached, stretched out his left hand, and said in a low voice, "What price do you two want?"

Pei Wunian threw another ingot of silver, "I know it for 30 years."

The young man quickly hid the money in his sleeve, looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, waved the cloth towel, and shouted, "Come on! You two please go upstairs!"

In every city and county, there are always some people who make a living by selling news to others.

Of course, apart from Bai Xiaosheng, who has a reputation as Fangzhang Se, and who has reached the stage of transformation in martial arts, most of the others are scattered in various taverns and brothels. Such a good life as the abbot is often despised by the world, and he is jokingly called "the squirrel".

The guy is a real person. Seeing the face of the two ingots of silver, someone knocked on the door of the guest room very soon. Song Xueqiao was unambiguous. When he opened it, he was a thin old man with bright eyes. Guang Guang, holding a lacquer plate with one hand, inside is a jar of rice wine and a few side dishes.

"Is it the Drunken Concubine Yang you ordered?" the old man opened his mouth, his voice sounded like he had just poured a bowl of sand.

The ground mouse also has its own set of rhetoric. Luoyang peony is the best in the world, and the price is also ingenious after naming the peony flower. Drunken Concubine Yang is a famous product, and the price will naturally not be so low.

Song Xueqiao asked the old man to come in sideways, and said with a smile, "It is indeed ordering."

The old man was not polite, he glanced at Pei Wunian who was sitting, then sat down slowly, knocked on the lacquer plate, and let out a "hum" in his nose,

"Pay the bill first, then open the table."

"It's easy to say." Song Xueqiao gritted his teeth and took out a bank note. The old man took it with his skinny hand, looked at it carefully before putting it in his sleeve, and asked, "What are you here for?"

Song Xueqiao took off his robe and sat down opposite him, "Looking for someone."

"Who are you looking for?"

"Mo Yunjian."

"Bang—" the old man slapped the table down, and the silver bill lay on the table again, blowing his beard and staring angrily, "Are you here to ruin my business?!"

Song Xueqiao didn't go to get the banknote, but raised his eyebrows at Pei Wunian, with a good heart, that's why Mo Yunjian did have a problem.

The old man walked to the door angrily, and was about to run away, when he saw a white shadow flashing in front of his eyes, and saw the young master who was sitting quietly drinking tea just now flashed to the door like a ghost, and smiled at him , "Old man, this meal is not finished yet, why are you leaving?"

The old man is an old man, he looked up and down the people at the door, although Pei Wunian didn't look like a martial arts person who fights and kills all day long, but his agility just now was so fast that his eyes were dazzled, he is so capable at this age in the martial arts There are not many people, as long as they are not fools,

He knew that this person should not be offended.

He had no choice but to scratch his gray hair, and sat back in his seat sleepily.

He was dejected, but glanced at the window and said, "You can ask."

Song Xueqiao hadn't moved since just now. Seeing him come back, he took out a chopstick from the lacquer plate, weighed it, and said with a smile, "I still have something to do."

The old man looked up at him with some doubts, but then his eyes widened in horror.

The chopsticks brushed against his ears, and the speed was not too slow compared to Pei Wunian's swipe just now. The old man looked back tremblingly, and saw that the window latch had been pierced by a chopstick, sealing the last exit of the house.

"Don't mind." Song Xueqiao clapped his hands, "I'm a lazy person, I don't like to walk around, and the wind is strong, so I can't hear what your Excellency is saying."

A rather botched threat, but effective.

The old man opened his toothless mouth and was completely discouraged. He really didn't expect that the playboy-looking young man sitting there had such good skills.

"Say something quickly, I'm not leaving."

"Very good." Song Xueqiao said, "The first question is, why do you avoid talking about Mo Yunjian?"

Although the Mo Yunjian that Pei Wunian said was a bit evil, it was not to the point of being frightening. Besides, if it was really a female devil, why hadn't he heard of this person before?

"If you have lived in Luoyang City for a few years, you will know that the name of the ten princesses cannot be mentioned casually." The old man sighed, picked up the rice wine on his plate, and took two sips, as if emboldened, "Don't worry about her Alive or dead, anyone who says no to her will soon encounter disaster."

Pei Wunian leaned against the door, frowned and said, "Didn't the Tanhuan Tower and Prince An's Mansion cease to exist long ago? How could this still be the case?"

"You two only know one thing, but don't know the other." The old man's face was gloomy, and he sighed heavily, "When the Tanhuan Building was established in Luoyang, the city was full of disturbances. In just a few months, it offended the local people, big and small. More than ten sects."

"It's a pity that the masters of the tenth county are martial arts geniuses. The two swordsmanship of "Wan Jiang Dyeing Shuang" and "Boundless Thousand Cups" created by themselves made them have to live with their tails between their legs. They have endured for many years, hey."

Song Xueqiao was puzzled, "No matter how savage she is, she is only one person. As for how dare she even say it?"

The old man said slowly, "My lord, what do you think her pet boy is for?"

Song Xueqiao didn't expect him to ask this question. Just as he was trying to find a euphemistic word, the old man answered it on his own.

"Even if the Martial Emperor is alive, the male favourites she raises must be less than one ten-thousandth of that of the ten princesses."

"It's so powerful?"

"Of course there are, because they are not only male favorites, but also disciples of the Tanhuan Building. After the ten princesses built the Tanhuan Building, they practiced evil skills in it and sent people to adopt young people who wandered around. The best people, take them back to the building, and carefully tune them in. Everyone has to learn swordsmanship, boxing, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even commit obscene things, and teach them kung fu in bed... you say The person cultivated in this way is not a male favorite, he is a perfect monster!" The old man shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity, King An, what a good person! How did you raise such a child..."

Song Xueqiao lowered his head, thoughtful, Pei Wunian said, "Once the Tanhuan Building falls, these small sects will definitely not be able to sit still."

The old man said, "That's natural. Ten years ago, King An died of illness, and Prince An's mansion collapsed. The master of the ten princesses may still have a little conscience. In the Tanhuan Building, when he couldn't get sick and lost his backbone, those sects carried out a massacre. That night So they pushed the Tanhuan Tower away."

"Why do I feel that this process is somewhat familiar?" Song Xueqiao looked at Pei Wunian with a wry smile.

It's killing again, geeks will always be looked down upon among mediocre people.

Pei Wunian nodded, "This ending is indeed a bit like Taoist Yanshan."

"Taoist Yanshan is much luckier than her!" The old man waved his hand and stared, "When he was dying, he knew that he would be buried with a wronged man, who was called Song... Although he was released in the end, it is said that he is stupid. Already!"

Pei Wunian curled the corners of his mouth quietly, Song Xueqiao was listening carefully with his ears pricked up, when he heard the word stupid, he almost spit out a mouthful of tea, a vein popped out on his forehead, "Who did you listen to?"

The old man didn't realize it, "Does this still need to be heard? His father Song Dingya is a great hero in the world, and that boss should be weak now. Look at Wudang Pei Wunian and Yin Wufeng, and then look at Yinshui Villa The heroic Lu Shaoxia, Du Lian from Emei, and his contemporaries, which one is not well-known? He is the only one who has achieved nothing, and he was probably scared stupid by old monster Ding."

Song Xueqiao's fist has been squeezed to the limit.

Only then did the old man realize something was wrong, and asked with a little concern, "Young Master, what's wrong with your hand?"

Pei Wunian suppressed a smile, crossed his arms and said, "Go ahead and tell me, what happened to the ten princesses?"

"Oh oh oh." The old man came back to his senses, "I feel pitiful and funny when I mention that big guy... Confiscated, ahem, anyway, Ding Mobai's lair is still sealed on the top of Yanshan Mountain. The luxurious Tanhuan Building burned for three days by the moat, and in the end there was only a pile of scorched earth! No wonder, she will come back for revenge."

"Are you back?"

"Of course, in fact, everyone thought she was dead, but those sects who participated in the burning of the building were happy for a few days, and then they were wiped out by the whole family. Burnt to death on the central pillar facing the gate!" The old man shook his head and lowered his voice.

"Of course the government didn't dare to intervene in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, so they let it go. They thought everything was calm. Unexpectedly, three years later, there was an official son named Liu in Luoyang City. After getting drunk, he publicly said that Mo Yunxiao was charming. What is the landlord doing, why not marry a concubine at home and be a bed warmer, beat her up and scold her, then she will obey the three virtues and obey the four virtues."

Song Xueqiao had already guessed what would happen to this person, and said with a dry smile, "Then he must have died a miserable death."

"It's not dead, but it's almost the same." The old man said, "A few days later, he was stripped off, tied up with straw and vines, and knelt all night in the position where the Tanhuan Tower used to be. When he was rescued, he was completely crazy. , Ask me anything, I will say hell."

"That's a bit human." Song Xueqiao nodded, "So you dare not even say this name?"

The old man cried and said, "You two forced me to say it, I don't know anything."

"Yes, I forced it. Don't worry, old man, you will be fine." Song Xueqiao brought him a cup of tea and comforted him, "I heard that the tenth princess was kicked out of the house when he was young, and it took more than three months to build the Tanhuanlou. You Do you know why she was kicked out?"

The old man's eyes widened, and he stretched out a hand, "This is another dish, it's called Qingguo Zhaofen, and it's possible for my life to take over, and you have to pay the money."

Song Xueqiao squeezed his fists, thinking that the old man looked scared on the surface, but he was unequivocal when he asked for money, and he would take the opportunity to raise the price. He was about to bargain, but Pei Wunian had already thrown another piece of silver ticket.

The old man didn't even look at it, and moved very quickly into his sleeves.

Seeing Song Xueqiao staring at him, Pei Wunian asked inexplicably, "What's the matter, aren't you out of money?"

The old man laughed and said, "It's still this young man who is courageous."

Song Xueqiao smiled and said, "Then you continue to talk."

Seeing his bad tone, the old man fake coughed twice and said again, "No one can tell about this! Because no one knows."

"You!!" Song Xueqiao raised the other chopstick, as if to strike, the old man was startled, and rolled behind Pei Wunian, "Don't be angry, hero! No one knows because there are two theories!"

"Which two?" Song Xueqiao dropped his chopsticks.

The old man wiped off his sweat, and slowly returned to his seat, "One is that the princess is over seventeen years old and hasn't married yet, because she fell in love with the handsome and powerful insider Wen Gutianxuan next to King An, It was only when An Wang and his wife strongly opposed it that they were kicked out of the house."

Song Xueqiao was even more at a loss, "Why do you object?"

In his opinion, a man with a talent and a woman's appearance, a man with a concubine's love, is a very complete thing.

The old man said, "Status, although the ten princesses are not their own, they are the princesses proclaimed by the sage. How can a guard of humble birth be able to climb high? An Wang and his wife regard her as their own, and they only hope that she can become a lady of Xiangguo. First-rank commandment, fight with those who will die at any time! Can they rest assured?"

"What about the second statement?"

The old man's expression changed, "Is this... Not many people know about the second statement, and no one takes it seriously. Let's just listen to it. The old man thinks it's not very credible."

Song Xueqiao said, "Things that are not very credible are often true."

"King An and Concubine An have been in love for many years, and Wang An is a great kind person. My lord, such a thing will never happen." The old man frowned, as if he had made up his mind.

"Some people also say...the reason why King An refused to let her marry Wen Gu Tianxuan was because King An himself fell in love with this beautiful adopted daughter. The ten princesses were not kicked out, but escaped."