Scumbag Master Uncle's Whitewashing Road

Pass through the small corner gate under the high platform, walk along the tree-lined path for half a stick of incense, and come to an artificial lake.The water of the lake is clear and bright. Looking from a distance, the center of the lake is green and lush, which seems to be a small island.

It seems that the poetry reciting banquet will be held on that island.Huo Qingfeng covered the sun above his head with a fan, and squinted his eyes to look at the scenery on the island.It is also strange, although the sun is shining brightly, but the island always gives people a gloomy feeling.Huo Qingfeng closed his eyes and felt it for a while, but he didn't notice a trace of evil spirit.

"That's weird." Huo Qingfeng waving his fan and looking at the small island opposite, he always felt that it looked like a man-eating monster that could swallow people up at any time.

Leng Hanmo also felt uncomfortable, pointing to Xiaodao and asked, "Excuse me, is the poetry reciting banquet held there?"

"Yes." The boy said proudly: "This island is all artificially piled up, but it's the only one in the town!"

Smiling, Huo Qingfeng praised: "It's really ingenious. There must be something hidden behind the lush vegetation. Are we going to go there by boat?"

Satisfied with this sentence, the servant waited patiently for him to see enough, and put it off: "My lord, this way please."

After walking along the undulating lake for another incense stick of time, a winding corridor appeared in front of us.The promenade is framed on the lake, like a giant dragon walking on the lake.

Walking along the promenade on the lake, groups of koi swim with pedestrians, rippling a blurred and colorful ripples.A gust of breeze blew, blowing the hem of the silk clothes and the ripples on the lake.Huo Qingfeng had the illusion of flying on the lake.

Leng Hanmo was also attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him, and whispered to Huo Qingfeng: "Master, this garden is about to catch up with our Tianyunmen."

After giving Leng Hanmo a wink to make him speak in a low voice, Huo Qingfeng praised the young man walking in front: "This corridor is really exquisite!"

The servant said nonchalantly: "That's right, this corridor was built by my master and Mr. Lin together. Not to mention Furong Town, even the Imperial City can't compare."

Hearing him take the initiative to mention that Mr. Lin, Huo Qingfeng felt that there was a connection, and hurriedly asked: "I don't know if this Mr. Lin is the brother-in-law of the Grand Master of Furong Town?"

"Besides him, who else?" As if he had asked a joke, the boy said as a matter of course.

"I'm lucky enough to have met Mr. Lin once in the Planting Flower Pavilion. He is indeed a young talent." Huo Qingfeng inquired calmly, "I don't know what he does for a living?"

"Mr. Lin does a lot of business." The boy sighed, "It's not an exaggeration to say that the whole brothel and street belong to him, not to mention a small flower planting shop!"

"You really are young and promising." Du Shaokang had a clue in his heart, and continued to make friends with the boy: "Being able to build such an elegant garden with Mr. Lin, the owner of Guizhuang must be a young talent in the town!"

The boy closed his mouth and looked back at him.There was an indescribable emotion in those eyes.Before Huo Qingfeng had time to understand the meaning in detail, he heard the boy say sullenly: "Of course our master Ma is also a celebrity in the town."

"Master Ma?" The bloated figure appeared in his mind, and he really had nothing to do with the young talent.Knowing that he said something wrong, Huo Qingfeng shut up embarrassingly.

I have been silently admiring the master's uncle's easy-to-do routines before, but I didn't expect that the old man would also stumble.Leng Hanmo behind him chuckled shamelessly, and the gloating inside was self-evident.

This kid is getting more and more unruly!Huo Qingfeng was annoyed, and it was difficult to speak out in front of outsiders, so he turned around and gave him a warning look.

It's a pity that this glance not only did not have a deterrent effect, but was tasted by Leng Hanmo.Leng Hanmo only felt his heart skip a few beats when he was hooked by his uncle's little eyes that turned from embarrassment into anger.

The heartbeat became louder and louder, and her face became more and more red.Leng Hanmo was extremely glad that he was at the end.If there was someone in front of him, he would definitely be spotted.

Staring dazedly at Huo Qingfeng's reddish earlobes and the back of his white neck, then his broad shoulders and slender waist hidden under the plain clothes.Leng Hanmo swallowed, wishing he could immediately transform into a wolf with a big tail, and then pounce on him and pin him to the ground to do whatever he wanted.

Fortunately, the remaining rationality forcibly suppressed the physical impulse.Leng Hanmo forced himself to shift his gaze from Huo Qingfeng's back to the scenery on the lake, while silently reciting the "Tao Te Ching" in his heart.

The poetry reciting banquet is held in the garden on the small island. It can be said that the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and there are all kinds of delicious food and wine.He was led to sit down by a young man, and immediately a maid served him with fresh fruits and vegetables as well as exquisite snacks and wine.

He rejected a maid who had been staring at Huo Qingfeng shyly and was about to take advantage of the situation and sit beside him serving wine.Leng Hanmo took the flagon from the maid's hand with a cold face, and sent him away with his eyes.

Lifting up his clothes and sitting next to Huo Qingfeng, Leng Hanmo, like a watchdog, stared fiercely at all the maids who coveted his uncle, scaring all the Yingyingyanyans away from approaching.

Huo Qingfeng didn't pay attention to his nephew's little movements, he was studying the garden carefully.

Although it was only a glimpse, he still saw some clues.Although this island is not big, its layout is very strange. The arrangement of houses and trees coincides with strange gossip. Unless someone leads the way, it is easy to be confused.Is it necessary to have such a complicated layout for a place just for entertainment?

Looking at the seat in the garden, Huo Qingfeng smiled contemptuously: Although they treat everyone equally on the surface, these nobles still feel that they are superior to others in their bones.It is vividly reflected in the seats they arranged.

There are four tall pavilions in the center of the garden, named after "spring", "summer", "autumn" and "winter". Each pavilion is decorated with representative things of the seasons they represent, popular but not vulgar.

Four tables of banquets were set up in the four pavilions, and four cups, bowls and dishes were neatly placed on each table. Judging from the texture and style, it was different from other places, and it was obviously specially prepared for those noble people.

The pavilion was surrounded by ordinary seats, and Huo Qingfeng was arranged among them.Obviously, this place is prepared for candidates like them.

Sure enough, not long after, another servant attracted several handsome young masters one after another.Judging by their attire, it is obvious that they are the children of ordinary families.

Looking up at the high pavilion, Huo Qingfeng always had the feeling of being watched by the people above.

After about half an hour, the surrounding seats were finally filled.Huo Qingfeng took a general look, and most of the people present were some handsome young masters, and there were very few ordinary-looking ones.Judging by their conversation and demeanor, it is probably because of Wen's victory.

The bloated horse Yuanwai is the leader, followed by the handsome Mr. Lin.A group of nobles took their seats in the pavilion one after another, and the banquet began.

Huo Qingfeng originally thought that the "talented scholars" present here would write poems to cheer up the fun, but unfortunately no one mentioned this.A group of people were only focused on drinking and making fun of each other, as if they had forgotten the topic of the day.

While drinking and drinking, Huo Qingfeng wanted to strike up a conversation with Mr. Lin.It's a pity that there are a few servants standing next to each pavilion to block those "talented scholars" who want to go up and strike up a conversation with the nobles.

Ma Yuanwai and the other nobles were very approachable, and they condescended to toast the crowd during the dinner, which agitated the group of people to the point of incoherence.

Looking at those handsome faces who have never seen the world, Huo Qingfeng thought to himself: Could this be a talented scholar with rich poetry and books?The straw bales used as embroidered pillows are almost the same.

Also as the host, Huo Qingfeng thought that Mr. Lin would also come down to make a point.It's a pity that the man put on a face of refusal to be thousands of miles away, and sat in the pavilion drinking stuffed wine all the time, and had no intention of coming down at all.

Looking at the handsome young men around him who were already drunk and crazy, Huo Qingfeng felt that this poetry banquet was more and more weird.A bad thought rose from my heart.Huo Qingfeng looked at Mr. Lin who was sitting in the pavilion drinking from a distance, his gaze became deeper and deeper.

It was not until the end of Haishi that the banquet ended.It's a pity that many people have already drunk too much, some people make a fool of themselves and talk nonsense; some slumped on their seats, sleeping like a lump of mud.

The horseman is very self-restraining, he is neither angry nor annoyed, but he is very thoughtful and directs the servants to help the drunk young masters to the guest room to rest, and generously stays the others in the garden overnight on the grounds that "it is getting late" .

This move naturally won a series of gratitude.

During the banquet, some nobles also came to toast Huo Qingfeng.Huo Qingfeng could have pushed and pushed, but there were too many people toasting. After drinking the first glass, he had to drink the second and third.

Leng Hanmo originally wanted to drink for him, but he is a minor, and his age is low, and he is not on the same level as the others, so they naturally disdain to drink with him.In order not to avoid the conflict, Huo Qingfeng had no choice but to bite the bullet and go on his own.Anyway, this body has the cultivation base of Jindan, so it should not be drunk by a few glasses of wine.Thinking of this, he wasn't overly worried.So much so that after the banquet was over, even he himself didn't know how many glasses he drank.

The boy was leading the way with a lantern in front of him. When the cold wind blew, Huo Qingfeng couldn't help but staggered under his feet.

Leng Hanmo quickly supported him and said, "Master... Uncle, are you alright?"

After waving his hand to break away from his support, Huo Qingfeng signaled that he was fine.

Looking at his slightly red face, Leng Hanmo couldn't help complaining: "I said to drink for you just now, why did you stop me?"

Huo Qingfeng smiled wryly, and thought to himself: What a brat, I don't understand the rules of the wine market.Adults drink, how can children interfere?

"When you turn 20, I will definitely not stop you." Patting Leng Hanmo on the shoulder, Huo Qingfeng said with his tongue out.

Sighing helplessly, Leng Hanmo ignored Huo Qingfeng's objection and insisted on supporting him, as if he was afraid that he would fall.

"I'm not drunk, so I don't need your help!" Huo Qingfeng insisted on refusing as he muttered.

"Okay, okay, you're not drunk." Leng Hanmo comforted him softly, but he never let go of his hand.

Looking at Leng Hanmo's doting smile and hearing his coaxing tone, Huo Qingfeng felt that he was the minor who needed to be taken care of.

The moon shines among the treetops, giving off a silvery white light, and casting a cuddling reflection on the ground.

Huo Qingfeng was really drunk, and fell asleep after returning to his room.But the immortal teacher is an immortal teacher after all, and he recovered after only sleeping for half an hour.

Opening his eyes in a daze, Huo Qingfeng found himself lying on the bed, covered with a thin blanket, and Leng Hanmo was sleeping next to him.Moonlight shone in through the window, casting a layer of soft light on the boy's sleeping face.

The two seemed to have slept together before, and Huo Qingfeng adapted unexpectedly, and didn't think there was anything wrong.Raising his hand to support his forehead, he was still a little dizzy.Huo Qingfeng let out an uncomfortable "hum", and quickly mobilized the golden core in his body to drive the remaining alcohol out of his body.

After a stick of incense, Huo Qingfeng's eyes became clear again.The corner of his mouth curled up, and he thought to himself: This poetry reciting banquet is really tricky.

Logically speaking, how could a monk with a golden core cultivation base be downed by a few glasses of wine?Unless the wine is drugged, and it is not a drug that ordinary people would use.

Most of the young masters here are from poor families, and they don't have any valuables on them.It is obviously impossible to make money.So, what is the purpose of spending so much time to fascinate these people?

Lenovo's people in feather clothes in Furong Town, their purpose seems to be revealed.

From the very beginning, Huo Qingfeng felt that this was not so much a poetry feast as a beauty contest.It is not difficult to see from the high platform for poetry writing and the superior pavilion that the people sitting below are playthings for the nobles sitting above to appreciate and choose.

They used a lot of money to attract beautiful men in the town and even outside the town, and selected suitable people to entertain them on the island under the guise of writing poems, and then stunned these people and took the opportunity to do whatever they wanted.

Those men who committed suicide inexplicably before were probably unbearable to be humiliated, so they chose to commit suicide.I just don't know, how can they ensure that those young men who have been cheated are willing to shut up and die in silence?If you meet someone with a strong temper, wouldn't it be bad to expose the matter?And Mr. Li, since the man in feather clothes has a shortcut to find beautiful men like a poetry banquet, why would he take the risk of attacking the big family in the town, causing the whole Furong town to be suspicious?

He looked up at the night outside the window.The dead of night is a great time to do bad things!Huo Qingfeng felt that it was really necessary to go out and see that Mr. Lin.Everyone is already very drunk right now, if that Mr. Lin is the man in Yuyi, he will definitely take action.

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I went home late today, half an hour late, don’t blame me ^_^