Neighboring school old enemy bows to me

Pan Jun walked back to Chunbo Tower in a trance, and when he stepped over the threshold, his steps were weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Li Xiao just let out a bad breath from the Cuju competition, and was sitting in the flower hall with a happy face waiting for the beautiful woman. Seeing Mr. Pan's appearance, he hurriedly stepped forward to give him a hand: "What's wrong with you? You look so ugly."

"Nothing." Pan Jun was disheartened, and forced himself to smile calmly: "I was blown by the cold wind when I went out today, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

Li Xiao hugged him, and the two entered the upstairs guest room side by side.

"I came to you to inquire about something." After Li Xiao sat down firmly, he said gloomily, "I have a man in my hand, and he looks like a born young lady. Do you know where there is something more hidden?" Nanfeng Louzi, I will send them a cash cow there."

Eight generations of his Li family's ancestors were all from local ruffians. They became the personal guards of the founding emperor, so they have the merit of being a dragon. He has never studied hard, and there is a ruffian in his bones. It is impossible for He Zhiyang to humiliate him face to face. Swallow it!

"There are a lot of men in the west of Beijing, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and it's densely packed." Mr. Pan forced a smile: "If you hide them, no one will see them."

"Choose a building that's a mess." Li Xiao raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes showed undisguised desire: "He is attractive, and has a strong temper. We should make the best use of everything."

He didn't dare to look for Qiao Yue's troubles, but using some means to deal with He Zhiyang was more than enough.

Doesn't He Zhiyang always like to squint at him with slightly raised corners of his eyes?Isn't it known as the most proud of Dongcheng?

If he is forced to humiliate him on the bed, let's see how arrogant he will be in the future!

At that time, presumably his temper will be ashamed and angry, and he will try his best to fight to the death.

Qing/Lou's methods are not vegetarian either.At that time, even if someone is found in the uncle's mansion, it will be nothing more than a corpse or disabled person.

To He Zhiyang, this idea was vicious, but to Jin Yiwei, it wasn't even a wicked thing.

At best... a small lesson.

Besides, Li Xiao and He Zhiyang don't have much friendship, so naturally there is no reason to be soft-hearted.

Mr. Pan naturally understood what he meant, and smiled gently: "I know a group of waiters, all of them are uncles who love to drink, and the men who serve wine are all sitting in a row in the flower hall with bare breasts and backs, letting everyone drink. Touching and kissing, when there is affection, I will be dragged back to the room to do it."

Li Xiao smiled darkly: "This place is very good! I will arrange a few skilled people first, and then send the money tree to the store!"

Guozijian, He Zhiyang waved the greeting post happily, and ran past the hanging flower gate with the wind under his feet, and stood still at the door of the classroom: "You know Dongcheng Jingxue——I went to the yard to get the letter today, and someone sent me a post! Say yes You want to compete with me in Cuju skills, hahahaha, I never expected that in just a few days, we have become famous in the capital, and the people in the capital school have also been convinced!"

"Brother Yang, haven't you already been famous in the capital?" Feng Jing said with a smile: "This Beijing School used to send you posts asking you to fight, and it's not uncommon to repeat the old tricks now."

He Zhiyang used to dominate the Dongcheng student circle by fighting, but the school gangsters of Dongcheng Jingxue were still unconvinced and always sent posts about fighting, and the post even filled the letter box of the Imperial College.

"It's a shame that you are still thinking about that stupid thing." He Zhiyang said: "Before they were begging for beatings, but now they are taking the initiative to come to ask for advice. Is this the same? I don't hide it, young master. I am leaving school today. Just teach them a lesson."

The Dongcheng Capital School has always been domineering, and it was the first time that they took the initiative to ask for advice with an open mind.

Huo Yao frowned slightly and said, "Let me see."

He opened the post and glanced at it, then pondered, "I don't know the name of the person who asked you out."

Before He Zhiyang's arrival, he was very popular among the dandy circles in the capital, and he knew everyone by name, but this letter was signed by an unknown person.

"Their leader has changed." He Zhiyang nuzzled: "This person is so sensible and knows how to advance and retreat. I think this person is the same as me. He must be a rising star standing on the shoulders of his predecessors."

After all, he patted Huo Yao's shoulder meaningfully.

Huo Yao couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. They haven't met each other yet, so they feel sorry for each other.

"It also specified that you are required to go alone!?" Feng Jing was furious: "This is not paying attention to us."

"I'll go to the meeting first." The corners of He Zhiyang's lips rose: "When the time comes, the real cuju will start, and then I will call my brothers."

Thoughtful, Huo Yao insisted on sending He Zhiyang a ride.

He Zhiyang was very reluctant, he cupped his hands and acted coquettishly, he called Brother Yao several times to hold on, and pressed Huo Yao on the stool like a twisted candy.

He was the only one who believed in the appointment, and when he went to the appointment, he naturally had to abide by the rules of the appointment.

If you bring others with you, wouldn't you be short first?

Huo Yao knew his friend's temperament, so he pressed his brows helplessly, told He Zhiyang a few words, and had no choice but to let him go.

After class, He Zhiyang walked to the agreed place, but there was no one around.

He Zhiyang waited for a long while, and began to curse in his heart. This person didn't keep his promise, and wrapped himself in a cloak, he paced back and forth.

On a winter day in the capital, the sun has set in the west, the sky is dark, and there are chaotic tree shadows all around.

He Zhiyang's feet were as cold as lead, and he didn't want to wait here any longer, so he turned around angrily and wanted to leave. He would look for someone to ask for an explanation tomorrow, but suddenly he felt the wind behind him suddenly tightening, and his hands and feet were frozen It was numb, and before he had time to react, the back of his head suddenly hurt, and he didn't know what happened.

"It's quite easy." A man caught He Zhiyang and threw him into the carriage: "Young Master Li instructed me so carefully, I thought he was very skilled!"

Another person said with a smile: "No matter how fast he is, how much faster can he be? Young Master Li is worried about Dong Chuang's incident, so he told us to be careful."

"Bo's mansion is not a vegetarian either, sooner or later we will find out whereabouts." The man glanced at He Zhiyang's white and beautiful face when he was sleeping, paused for a while and said with a smile: "However, it won't take a few days for a young master like this. You can be tossed into a useless person!"

He Zhiyang gradually regained consciousness amidst the jolt of the carriage, the severe pain in the back of his head made him unable to restrain himself from cursing.

Why doesn't this person play cards according to common sense?

Didn't you say you want to learn from Cuju?How come up to knock people unconscious?

Is he too good to attract people's envy?

Then why don't you jump out and fight him, what a skill it is to play dirty!

He Zhiyang sat up straight and looked coldly at the two men in the carriage.

The eyes of these two people were fierce and indifferent. They said they were students, but something was wrong. In short, it was obvious that they were not discussing Cuju.

He Zhiyang's heart sank, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Who are you?"

A masked man's voice was hoarse: "Businessman, the reason why you asked the young master to come with us is also to discuss a business."

He Zhiyang suppressed the panic in his heart, half leaned against the wall of the car, and said with a light smile, "Business? Easy to talk about, where should we go?"

In the capital, there are always gangsters who kidnap the young master of a rich family and ask for money. He Zhiyang guessed that he was kidnapped.

The two sneered and stopped talking.

The car drove for about an hour and a half, almost across the entire capital, and finally stopped slowly in front of a multi-corner building.

He Zhiyang lifted the curtain and jumped out of the carriage. It was night, the storefront was brightly lit, and lanterns were hung high. Many people came in and out with beauties in their arms. It looked like a brothel.

So these two are talking about flesh and blood business?

These people were impatient, before He Zhiyang got off the carriage and stood still, they had already pushed and pushed him forward.

There is something special about this brothel, so even though it is located in the western suburbs of the capital, there are still an endless stream of customers.

The brothel uses wine serving as a gimmick, the young men don't hide in the room, but when the time comes, they all dress up and sit behind the long table, each showing their skills, so that the guests can sit at their table before drinking.

At this moment, the flower hall was extremely noisy, and the young men who were drinking wine were sitting behind the long table one by one, some were tempting with small mouthfuls, some were holding wine glasses in small shoes and waiting for people to drink, and some were wearing bare breasts. Back, put the wine glass on your body and wait for someone to fetch it...

The dazzled He Zhiyang: "..."

In ancient times, there was such an open and beautiful scene?

It's because he is narrow-minded...

Before He Zhiyang asked about the price of the wine, a man with the appearance of a bustard came over and looked at him with a smile: "This figure is not bad, have you ever learned how to play and sing?"

He Zhiyang: "?"

He turned his head coldly and looked at the man who came in with him: "What do you mean?"

The two men didn't take off their veils, they just grinned grinningly and said: "Business here is booming, but I can't feel sorry for you, young master—you can just stay here, let's go first!"

After finishing speaking, he winked at the old bustard, then turned and left.

The old/bustard looked at He Zhiyang, he looked like a teenager, his handsome face made people unable to take his eyes off, there was an arrogance at the corners of his brows and eyes, matched with those long eyelashes, but he was no longer cold and compelling, but screamed People want to press on the bed to conquer and cherish after seeing it.

Tsk tsk tsk, a natural stunner!

Seeing He Zhiyang's unkind expression, the old bustard said with a smile: "Don't expect someone to rescue you and find you, young master, let me explain to you——my door, it's not so easy to get out after entering. of."

"Who said I want to leave?" He Zhiyang stood casually, letting her look at him, as if he wanted to stay here for a long time: "But I can't play and sing, the wine here seems to suit my taste , can I drink whatever I want?"

He Zhiyang liked to drink very much before time travel, he can be called a little alcoholic who never gets drunk after a thousand cups.

After crossing, the family was under strict control, so he was forced to restrain himself, and at most he would peek at the tavern out of the corner of his eye when passing by.

It's different now, he was kidnapped here, he is a proper victim.

Even if he drank all night until his stomach was perforated, his brother knew it, and he could only feel sorry for him.

Old/bustard: "..."

She thought that He Zhiyang must be ashamed, angry and panicked, but she was surprised to find that this young man was staring at the drinking crowd with unconcealable excitement in his eyes?

With this qualification, if he is obedient and obedient, then wouldn't his future be limitless!

She originally wanted to intimidate He Zhiyang, but now she felt that the new young master was born with icy muscles and bones, and was clever and funny. He also seemed to be a dedicated and dedicated cash cow, and she was delighted and loved It's too late, how can you be willing to embarrass yourself?

"You've just arrived, don't worry, it's getting late today, let's take a shower and rest, and then gradually get familiar with the rules."

With displeasure written all over He Zhiyang's face, he lazily said: "Fine, I'll have another drink tomorrow."

After saying that, he ignored the stunned crowd, led by the maid, and swaggered up the stairs.

He Zhiyang is obedient, outstanding and beautiful. In this land that relies on his face for food, he can be regarded as the key protection object. The maid respectfully took him to a spacious and bright bedroom, and gently closed the door.

In Ren Anbo's mansion, the He family looked at the dark night outside the window, and gradually felt uneasy.

He Zhiyang has always been measured, no matter how mischievous he is, he will not go crazy until now.

He Zhiji couldn't help pacing back and forth by the window, worry appeared on his usually calm face.

The servant who was sent to inquire about the news ran in profusely: "Master Feng said that someone sent a post asking him to discuss the Cuju game, and our young master went there happily."

"What Cuju match?"

"It is said that someone from Dongcheng made an appointment." The servant was out of breath: "But the villain ran to Dongcheng to inquire again, and there was no such person on the post."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked, and no longer cared about the night ban, they all went out of the house with lanterns to search.

However, it was getting late, and the gates of the workshops were closed one after another, and one had to have a token to walk at night, otherwise, being impeached would be a big trouble.

"I'm going to the Beijing camp to seek help from the general." He Zhiji said as he was about to get on his horse: "They carry tokens with them, so they must have a way to pass."

Just as he was about to get on his horse, he suddenly heard a man calmly say, "Wait!"

The crowd separated consciously, and Mrs. He appeared on crutches.

Seeing that his mother was alarmed, Ren Anbo hurriedly saluted and said: "Mother, let your son worry about A Yang's affairs, it's important for you to take care of yourself."

"Yang'er seems to have lost more than two hours, and she still has no clue yet!" Mrs. He said coldly: "You tell me, which one of you can make me feel at ease?"

He Zhiji suppressed his anxious heart and comforted his grandmother, saying: "Grandmother, don't worry, the general in the Beijing camp is not far from the mansion, I will go find tokens, and if more people go to the outer city to look for them, my brother will have news soon. "

"They are all generals. In the middle of the night, you go to knock on the door alone, don't you avoid suspicion?" Mrs. He said slowly: "Even if there is no gossip from the courtiers afterwards, how long will it take for you to go back and forth... ..."

Although their He family has a noble title, they have always been cautious in their words and deeds in the capital, a place full of power and wealth.

It is of course important to find He Zhiyang, but it will be very difficult for the He family if there is a gossip over this matter, which arouses His Majesty's suspicion.

When He Zhiji heard the words, he couldn't help but pause, and pondered: "According to what grandma sees, so what?"

He didn't know that if he came to the door late at night, he would definitely attract criticism, but right now He Zhiyang has no news, so he can only rely on external help in a hurry.

"In our alley, who can ride freely at night, who can be trusted by His Majesty the most, and who is best at arresting and detecting cases?" Mrs. He's cane tapped the ground rhythmically following her words: "You! Your brother's person is right in front of you, why do you still have to go to the sky to find him?"

He Zhiji was stunned: "Grandma means...Jin Yiwei?"