I Became the Older Brother of the Heroine in an Abusive Novel

Shen Liufeng doesn't have any hobbies on weekdays, except for a sip of wine.

Jun Huailang's alcohol capacity is excellent, and he can drink to the fullest with Shen Liufeng every time.After discovering this, Shen Liufeng liked to be with him even more.Whenever he rested and Jun Huailang was fine, he would ask Jun Huailang to come out to drink with him.

As time passed, Jun Huailang got used to it.

The carriage swayed all the way, and it didn't take long to arrive at a restaurant that Shen Liufeng often went to.It was almost noon at this time, and the restaurant was very lively. Standing outside, you could vaguely hear the sound of Pingtan singing inside.

The clear and melodious Wu dialect, accompanied by the sound of the pipa like falling beads, faintly floats out from the wooden windows of the restaurant, blending into the bustling streets and alleys.

"Listen to this voice, it sounds like Su Xiaoqian." After getting off the carriage, Shen Liufeng said to Jun Huailang. "She sings pingtan especially well, you have a lucky ear today."

Jun Huailang couldn't help being surprised: "You can tell who sang it just by listening to the voice?"

Shen Liufeng opened the fan with a clatter: "Naturally. Jinling sings Pingtan so much, but not many have such clear voices."

The two walked towards the restaurant, while Shen Liufeng was shaking his fan, he gossiped with Jun Huailang: "This little girl came here to sing Pingtan when she was fourteen or fifteen years old. I heard that her grandmother was ill at that time. It’s only because of money for medical treatment that I come here to sing songs to make money. But the past two years seem to be better, and the number of visits is less. I always come here to drink, teach her to improve her ears, and then listen to other people’s singing, and she’s not used to it.”

Jun Huailang hadn't heard much about Pingtan.He only heard that storytelling is not popular in taverns and teahouses in the south, and their books are all played and sung.

The two were also regular customers, and when they entered the restaurant, they were led by Xiaoer to a place with a good view beside the fence on the second floor.

After Jun Huailang sat down, he glanced down, and saw a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old sitting on the stage below, with long hair tied up in a bun, wearing an apricot-colored double-breasted spring shirt, holding a pipa in her hand.

She was beautiful, with the lightness and grace unique to Jiangnan girls.She played the pipa well, even though Jun Huailang couldn't understand her libretto, she could tell that she was indeed very skilled and her voice was excellent.

After ordering the food and drink, Shen Liufeng did not forget to tell Xiaoer: "It's the same today, give Miss Xiaoqian three more rewards, and it will be included in my meal price."

Hearing this, Jun Huailang said in surprise: "Three hanging rewards? This is not your Mr. Shen's style."

Shen Liufeng sighed, and said: "Of course it's not my style. It's rare to hear her sing a song, and I wish I could give her all the money in my pocket."

As he said that, Shen Liufeng poured a cup of tea for Jun Huailang, and said, "But this girl doesn't want to accept it. She has a rule that she only accepts rewards within three slings, and any more money will be returned."

Jun Huairang was puzzled: "What kind of rule is this? Her family is poor, so how can there be any reason not to accept money?"

Shen Liufeng said: "If she is a man, naturally there is no need to refuse."

Jun Huailang understood.

This woman has an outstanding appearance, and she also plays the piano and sings music.She was in teahouses and restaurants every day, so she naturally attracted men to covet her.If those who come do not refuse, and accept too much gold and silver from others, it is inevitable that they will be sold for a price and become their playthings.

"It does have foresight." Jun Huailang couldn't help sighing.

"Isn't that right?" Shen Liufeng propped his chin up when he heard the words, and smiled proudly. "This girl Xiaoqian is not only good at playing and singing, but also of high quality. I really appreciate her."

Jun Huailang laughed and listened quietly with him.

This girl sang "Yingying Playing the Qin", which is quite mellow and touching.Jun Huailang has been in the south of the Yangtze River for a year, so he knows that the folk customs here are open, and such excerpts and dramas praising love can be sung at will.

If it is in Chang'an, it will definitely be regarded as a pornographic song. Even if someone sings it in the street, no one may dare to sit down and listen to it.

It didn't take long for their wine and food to be delivered.

This wine is brewed from peach blossoms in spring, sweet and refreshing, with the aroma of peach blossoms.The late spring wind blows slowly from the window, it is gentle and soft, but it is a bit more intoxicating than wine.

At this moment, there was a bang from the audience, interrupting the clear sound of the pipa.

Jun Huailang was taken aback, looked down, and saw a young man in brocade clothes standing at the banquet, who threw the silver at Su Xiaoqian's feet.

"Why don't you give me money? You're just a nasty singer, who are you going to play with?"

Hearing that it was a northern accent, Jun Huailang couldn't help but frowned and squinted his eyes to take a closer look at the man's appearance.

Although I didn't know him, but listening to him speak, he seemed like a person from Chang'an.

For a while, there was an uproar in the restaurant.

A little second came up to persuade him and taught him to push him away.

"Since I'm here to sell lust, I'll make a price anyway. Don't you want to pay money, and you need to set up a memorial archway if you're a bitch?" The more the young man scolded, the worse it sounded, and even the guests next to him booed displeased.

Hearing this, Shen Liufeng immediately stood up angrily.

"Who is this person who speaks wild words here?" He pushed away his chair and was about to go downstairs to argue with him.

But immediately, the shopkeeper of the restaurant hurried over.

"You wait first." Jun Huailang raised his hand to stop him. "Let's see how the store solves it. Don't make things big and cause trouble for other people's store."

Shen Liufeng had no choice but to stop where he was.

But fortunately, the store owner of this restaurant was also considered calm, and immediately called the waiter and the handyman, and persuaded the young man into the box.Not long after, they brought wine and food to appease the man.

The silver on the stage was also picked up and returned to him. Not long after, the girl went to play the piano and sing.

Calm was restored in the restaurant, but Shen Liufeng's interest in listening to Pingtan was disturbed.

"Sing dirty songs? Who is this man insulting?" He put the wine glass on the table and said angrily. "Who hasn't heard this Pingtan since childhood, how come it has become a dirty song in his eyes?"

Jun Huailang poured him a cup of tea, and comforted him with a light smile: "This man's mind is dirty, so naturally he sees everything as dirty."

Shen Liufeng said: "You're right! It's not that he sings badly, but that this person himself is a whore!"

He was angry and scolded others ruthlessly, but Jun Huailang didn't stop him, he just allowed him to scold.However, Shen Liufeng's interest was spoiled, and he didn't feel comfortable drinking, so he and Jun Huailang got up and left the table not long after.

The two settled the bill and went straight out of the restaurant.

"Only he has silver in his hand? I wish I could smash his head with silver and show him, it's not just that he has two stinky coins in his hand." Before leaving the door, Shen Liufeng cursed in a low voice.

Jun Huailang comforted him with a gentle voice, and as soon as he went out, he saw a familiar figure approaching the restaurant.

"Master Guo?" Jun Huailang called him.

The name of this person is Guo Rongwen, a friend of his father who was on the same list back then, and now works in the Ministry of Household Affairs.This time, he and his father went to Jiangnan to check the accounts of state capitals in various places in Jiangnan.

Seeing that it was Jun Huailang, Guo Rongwen stopped and greeted him with a smile: "It's His Royal Highness! Coincidentally, you also come here for a drink?"

Jun Huailang nodded and said: "The weather is fine today, so I went out for a walk with Young Master Shen. Mr. Guo, is this...?"

He has been helping his father this year, and he has some intersections with Guo Rongwen.This person has a gentle personality and is easy to get along with. Because he has a good relationship with his father, he will teach Jun Huailang if there is something he doesn't understand on a daily basis.

As time goes by, even if his temper is as cold as Jun Huailang's, he can exchange pleasantries when he sees him.

Guo Rongwen nodded and said: "Come to meet a friend from other places. The food and drinks here are quite unique, so we made an appointment here."

Jun Huailang nodded, exchanged a few more pleasantries, and then separated from him.

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That night, Jun Huailang received a letter from home.

It was a thick stack, and when it was opened, many pages fell out scatteredly.Jun Huailang lit the lamp, gathered the papers, and saw a few crooked paintings, which were drawn by Jun Linghuan.

He couldn't help laughing, the candlelight reflected in his dark pupils, looking especially gentle.

He looked at those paintings carefully.They are all flowers and birds, I think it was Jun Linghuan who learned them.She doesn't have much talent in embroidery, and so does painting. Flowers and birds are crooked, and they don't look much different.

Jun Huailang read them all carefully.

Turning to the last one, there was a line of childish words written on it.

"Brother, I haven't seen you for a year. Huan'er misses you very much. The second brother said that the beginning of the letter should be written as if you saw it, but I didn't think it was enough, so I drew a few more pictures. joyous."

"Seeing a bird is like meeting Linghuan." Jun Huailang laughed under the lamp, and repeated in a soft and low voice, and then put away the pile of crooked paintings with great care.

He opened the drawer, and there was already a thick stack inside.

On weekdays, mother's letters are sent to father, but the letters here are sent by his younger siblings.

He put those paintings in the drawer, and picked up the letter from Jun Xiaowu.

Jun Xiaowu is a chatterbox on weekdays, and every time he writes a letter, he will write a lot.But he has no patience, and the letters are usually very scribbled. At first glance, they seem to be flamboyant, twisted, and ghostly.

Jun Huailang read slowly.

What Jun Xiaowu wrote were all trivial matters at home, and he wrote several pages eloquently.From what new things my sister learned recently, to what gossip I heard in the past few days, and then to the cold spring in Chang'an, the melted snow froze on the ground, and a young servant in the courtyard slipped and lay in bed. Rested for several days.

At the end of the letter, Jun Huailang's gaze paused.

He saw a familiar name.

"...I went out to play with a few family members a few days ago, and I heard from them that the fifth prince in the aunt's palace is very good now, and he has been on duty in the sixth department, and everyone said that he will be the emperor in the future.

However, they also said that the Fifth Highness seemed to have a bad character and was very cruel.He was in charge of Jinyiwei, and the ministers in the court were afraid that he would find fault, but he always found fault, and the emperor always turned to him.They all said, maybe this man is really a evil star, who has confused the emperor.

Brother, this letter will be burnt after reading it, and it must not be seen by others.They all said that His Highness Fifth Prince's minions are everywhere, if you let him know, I'm afraid he will cause trouble for you. "

Jun Huailang unknowingly read these few short lines back and forth several times.

It was only after he slowly received the letter that he came back to his senses.

Only then did he realize that he hadn't heard from Xue Yan for a long time.

Since he came from the south of the Yangtze River, he has been busy with tense energy. It was not until this time that he barely relaxed, but he also knew that this was just the calm before the rainstorm.

He looked back and thought, this year seems to have passed very quickly, as if he had only left Chang'an a few days ago.

But he and Xue Yan did lose contact.

When he was in the palace, the two of them saw each other every day, after all they lived in the same palace courtyard and they were still attending lectures together every day.

But after leaving the palace, the relationship between the two of them seemed to be severed. It wasn't until he suddenly received a message from the other party that he sat at the table in a daze for a long time as if in a lifetime.

After a while, he slowly picked up the pen, spread out the letter paper, and prepared to reply to his younger siblings.

However, when he dipped in the ink, his hand stopped.

He suddenly thought uncontrollably, wondering what Xue Yan was doing at this moment.