rotten son-in-law

Pingkang Square is actually a place for singing and dancing every night, but now the blue sky and daylight seem quiet, like a lazy puppy.

In front of every house, there are pretty ladies leaning in twos and threes, wrapping around handkerchiefs, chatting with each other.The round fan in his hand flapped unsteadily as if beating mosquitoes.

However, the smell of makeup and powder was still strong, and Chang Shu choked out two sneezes, covered her nose with her sleeve, and whispered ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

His shoulders trembled slightly with the vibrating chest.

They entered the north gate of Pingkangfang, and walked along the willow-paved avenue, which was a square square with a memorial archway in the center.Mu Qingchen turned in a circle under the archway, raised her foot and went to the left, the direction she went was Beiqu.

Chang Shu was afraid of falling behind, so she quickened her pace to keep up with her, turning around all the way.

At first, she thought that Mu Qingchen was looking for a place to fight Lin Pinru, but she lost her mind, and Mu Qingchen kept walking, and went into a deep alley.

The alley is very narrow, and they can't stand side by side, so they can only stagger one after the other. In the open channels on both sides, there are piles of garbage piled up wantonly, emitting a sour smell and miscellaneous fishy smell in the hot and dry weather. Rotten air, they invariably lower their breaths.

The further we went, the stronger the stench, which made people cry, and the black flies surrounded the left and right, making people's scalp numb.

Chang Shutian's proud son, how could he bear this, his arms were like two vines tightly wrapped around Mu Qingchen's waist, he buried his face in her arms, and said sullenly, go back.

Mu Qingchen is cruel to everyone, but she can't do it to her. He caressed her vest and hugged her, and walked a few steps forward, then put his lips to her ear, and said, here we are.

Chang Shu felt relieved, poked her head out, looked left and right, and asked, "Which one?"

"right."

Before her words fell to the ground, Chang Shu slipped through the narrow door on the right that was wide for two people, and entered the yard.

It is said that the yard is actually a small patio, and the area surrounded by four walls is really small.

The stone bricks under the feet are not neatly paved, they are sparse, and the gaps are covered with blue-yellow grass, among which there are one or two small yellow flowers that cannot be named. They are slender, but full of tenacity. fold.

"Where is this?"

Chang Shu looked around, the sunlight outside the patio circle was shining directly down, softening the lines on her face.

But she didn't like it very much, she felt that the top of her head was hot, so she unfolded the peach blossom fan and put it on the side of her hair to cover it up.

Mu Qingchen pointed to the font on the door panel, and read: "Drunken Dream Tower."

"This word... is really ugly."

Crooked, like a cramped ghost claw.

Princess Mu Ning said in a fair manner.

Mu Qingchen disagreed with her aesthetics: "No, it has the demeanor of Ding Zhencao."

"You are poor."

Mu Qingchen raised her eyebrows playfully and shrugged her shoulders, her eyes swept over the moss in the corner, she stepped behind Chang Shu, put her hands on her shoulders, and pushed her forward step by step.

It took only three or two steps to leave the courtyard and enter the small building.

"Mom, come out to greet the distinguished guests, and invite the most expensive young lady to my little master." Mu Qingchen shouted.

and many more!

Little boy! ?

Chang Shu's eyes widened, and the alarm bells were ringing in her heart.

Although Dahua's national style is open and enlightened, most of them are just the difference between Yezhu and Zijun, but this does not mean that the "difference between men and women" is lost.

It's fine if you lure her to visit a brothel, but also abduct her to prostitute you!

The eldest princess's face is still on the line.

Chang Shu was indignant, wishing to put down her pick, and argue with Mu Qingchen on the spot.

The most expensive young lady is called Qingxia, not to mention, she is not bad looking, she has a kind of exquisiteness and cleanliness unique to Jiangnan sons, like snow, crystal clear, it melts when it is slightly warmed.

When forcing people to talk to him, they will unconsciously lower their volume.

How did this skin get mixed up in Beiqu?If it is placed in Nanqu and Zhongqu, it must be a first-class hot item.

"You think I don't want to spread it!" Qingxia spoke with a Shu county accent, and she didn't know if she was from Chengdu, maybe she could recognize a fellow villager with Niu Juhua.

He jumped up, stepped on the round stool with one foot, shook his legs like a hooligan, and held half a roast chicken in his hand, very unappetizing: "Isn't it Lin Pinru, the son of a turtle? plate!!"

He cursed so loudly that his saliva splashed everywhere.

Chang Shu grew up so big, it was the first time she met a rough man who dared to yell in front of her, this startled posture almost frightened her.She choked on her tea and moved away uncomfortably.

Mu Qingchen finally found out about the relationship between this person and Lin Pinru, so she ran here excitedly, just to hear the gossip between the two of them, and see if she could find a way to retaliate.

Seeing that Chang Shu didn't quite get used to it, he simply changed seats with her, sat next to Qingxia, poured wine for him personally, and said a dialect learned from Niu Juhua: "Come on, drink, the three of us will play halong. "

A hint of surprise flashed in Qingxia's beautiful eyes, she took a gulp of the wine, her protruding Adam's apple slid up and down, and she was indescribably sexy: "Brothers, why are you here to judge the ceremony? Well done, monthly base salary is 1, and the worst commission is [-] to [-], not to mention the rewards from guest officials, the sales performance is No.[-] in that gai, hiccup..."

He drank a full glass, hiccupped, his ears were a little red, presumably because of the alcohol on his face: "People gave me the nickname 'Renjinkefu', oh, it's so famous!"

Mu Qingchen and Chang Shu: "..."

It seems to be a derogatory term.

"However, it's so hard to die. I met Lin Pinru one day three months ago. It's an unlucky time to break into a ghost! He came to find Mr. Du, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, in order to... what is it, oh yes, what is Khitan , Yelu... Anyway, I don't understand. Mr. Du seems to dislike him very much. He is clumsy, straight-tempered, and Mr. Du is drunk, so he pushes him and drives him away... I'm afraid of smashing him I had no choice but to rush up to block the signboard, but Lin Pinru saw me right!"

Yelu?

The surname of the Khitan royal family.

Mu Qingchen caught the key word and exchanged a glance with Chang Shu.

"He is just a stalker. From then on, he has followed me up and down stairs every night with his hands in his arms. He is so vicious. Who dares to come to prostitute me? His performance has plummeted. No, it has fallen in a row. In March, I came to Beiqu in despair..."

With a gloomy expression, he drank another glass of wine, stopped his chatter, looked up lonely, and looked at the spider web hanging from the roof.There are four big characters written on the forehead - there is nothing to love in life.

"You also know that the young man eats his youth food...my job is in his hands, fuck, fuck, and my youth!"

"Then you just follow him." Mu Qingchen hurriedly said.

"Shovel!" Qing Xia spat out the chicken bone in her mouth, with two shiny sesame seeds sticking to her face, "Not handsome, to put it mildly handsome, to put it bluntly, he's just a ninth-rank official, or a slave, earning a living." It’s not as much as this little boy like me, so in the future he will raise me or I will raise him!”

Mu Congjiupinjiao Qingchen expressed dissatisfaction!

"Look at that Mu Qingchen, he's still a tiger's ass. Pooh, eat the eldest princess, live with the eldest princess, and have the face to divorce his wife, don't be ashamed! It's reasonable to eat soft food!"

It's simply unbearable!

Mu Qingchen stood up "squeakingly", the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and he smiled ferociously: "May I ask where your ancestral grave is?"

I'm going to plan! !

Qing Xia: "?"

Chang Shu quickly put a hand on her chest, to comfort her.He opened his mouth and asked, "You said that Lin Pinru follows you every night, so will he come tonight?"

"No," Qingxia waved her hands in disgust without much flirtatiousness, and said truthfully, "After I moved to Beiqu, business was not as good as before. He only came every other day. The last time he came was... four days ago, in the middle of the night. Climbed in through the window, scared people to death, vomited a mouthful of blood when they came in, it was pitch black and they were not allowed to turn on the lamp, there was a lump in the head!"

Four nights ago...in the evening.

Wasn't that the night when he assassinated Mu Qingchen?

Chang Shu understood that Zuimenglou happened to be located in Beiqu, and Lin Pinru got a slap from him, so she couldn't walk too far, so she opened the window and entered the house, begging Qing Xiarong to take her in.

"Haven't you been here for a few days?"

"How can I come from such a serious injury... It's too dangerous to be a bad person. When I wake up the next day, I still have to go to Jingzhao Mansion for a job. I persuade him not to go, but he just doesn't listen."

Of course I won't listen, if I don't respond as usual, it will definitely arouse suspicion.

Chang Shu sneered slightly, and threw the purse at her waist to Qingxia: "Don't tell Lin Pinru that we have been here."

Qing Xia's eyes were shining, her mouth was wide open enough to stuff an egg: "Don't worry, I won't say a word."

He swears, he tore open the purse, roughly counted, and actually counted more than ten silver collars.Ancestors and Immortals, this is the first time I have met such a generous person in so many years.

In front of the door of Zuimenglou, flies were still swarming, and Mu Qingchen was pulling on the door frame tightly.

"You let me go, if I don't leave, I have to dig up the Qingxia family's ancestral grave today."

Chang Shu couldn't stop entangled with it, so she had to retreat: "...you... will make your fetus angry..."

"right!"

Mu Qingchen suppressed his anger, clenched his small fists, and walked away angrily, passing through the rotten smell...and stopped at the entrance of the alley.

"I can't swallow this breath, what is eating soft rice, who is eating soft rice!"

Chang Shu looked calm and focused on moving forward. When she passed by, she grabbed her by the collar and dragged her forward, out of Pingkangfang, and onto the street.

"I haven't experienced this kind of uselessness before." After entering Changle Gate and stepping on the boundary of Taiji Palace, Mu Qingchen still couldn't forget it.

On the long palace road, their shadows were closely connected, drawn long by the setting sun, and their colors gradually turned gray.

"You, what are you fussing about with a little waiter?" Chang Shu teased as she entered the Hulan Palace.

"Listen to what he said, it's clear that I'm not even as good as him as a young lady..." Mu Qingchen then crossed the threshold, went up the corridor, and bumped into a person at the corner.

This person is Niu Juhua who just came back from "Ghost Gate". He seems to have fallen asleep. The red skirt is wrinkled and wrapped around his body. There are still facial fat residues on his face, and his skin color is very uneven.

The lip fat on the lips blurred into a circle outside the lips, like a gaping bloody mouth.

What's more, the hair is still loose, messy and greasy, and the whole person looks like a wild boar with bristled hair.

That's what he calls "cracking into a ghost".

Mu Qingchen almost touched the tip of his nose, and she was scared out of her wits for a moment.He took a deep breath, and with this inhalation, the flesh of his neck was deeply sunken...

Rolling his eyes, he fell back straight and fell to the ground.

Everything happened so fast that Chang Shu couldn't react in time, she backed away in panic, and Fu hurried forward and squatted beside her, shaking her arm.

"Light dust, light dust."

"My son-in-law, master." Niu Juhua clumsily rubbed the two lumps of steamed stuffed bun stuffed on her chest, hid behind the pillar, and called her weakly.

Mu Qingchen took a breath and finally brought it back, and grabbed the air weakly with his bloodless hand: "...too frightened... I... slipped a tire..."

Boom! !

A thunder hit Chang Shu's head! !