The next morning, the stars were gone, leaving the earth full of mist. Fire began to appear in the stoves of many people in Changlefang. The curling smoke of cooking stoves was rising stubbornly in the fog that was neither thick nor light. From time to time, the barking of dogs showed that the owner of the house had gotten up. If you don't observe carefully, you would definitely think that this was the morning in a small border town. At this time, Song Bo was curled up on the roof of his Sanyuan yard like a big shrimp. He would always smack his lips. He looked like a greedy child.

That's right, Song Bo slept on the roof again. Since the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Song Bo has rarely been on the roof and rarely slept in this place. But yesterday he chatted with the girl next door so much that he forgot the time and fell asleep unknowingly. People are like this in many cases. When you are extremely frustrated or proud, you will always need people's comfort or sharing. These comforts do not need to be words of comfort, nor do they need to be comforting actions. Maybe they just need a person to express themselves and a friend to chat. Song Bo obviously belongs to this situation.

Song Bo slept very soundly last night, and even dreamed of the old man who had taught him to play the flute that he had never thought of for a long time.

"Mr. It's time to get up!" A knock on the door woke Song Bo, who was still sleeping.

"Grandpa Door Nail. Let me sleep for a while. Where is the big one..." Song Bo was so confused that he thought it was his neighbor Door Nail's old man. Door Nail's old man was the old man who taught him to play the flute.

"Langjun? Ah, are you on the roof of your bedroom again?"

"What does it mean to be on the roof of the bedroom again? Haha." Song Bo yawned and stretched his body. He was reluctant to get up. "Isn't this time this Jizi? Who is not sleepy yet? It's really. What's the matter when I'm asking me to get up so early in the morning?"

"Mr., it's time to exercise." Ada was very energetic and got up very early. He was so energetic every day.

"What else are you doing? Get off today. That's right, get off today." Song Bo slept very late yesterday, and now his body is still sleeping. He feels very tired and weak all over.

"Your rules, it's time to get up and exercise." Ada was very serious. In fact, he was always so serious about Song Bo's orders.

"Forget it, it's really not possible today. I want to rest, I really need to rest. I slept too late yesterday." Song Bo stood up and slowly climbed down the roof. He sorted out the white robe that seemed to be pajamas on his body.

"What are your arrangements after breakfast?" Ada said as he bowed deeply to Song Bo.

"After the meal? Go to the Chu Pavilion I went to yesterday. What's the name?" Song Bo scratched his head. In the end, he wanted to go to the brothel. This sentence made Ada, who was waiting for the order, fall to the ground.

"Where is the place you really want to go to?"

"Of course, I still have important things. I have to go today." Song Bo said as he walked into his bedroom.

"Will there be important things to go to that kind of place? Who are you lying to? I heard that there are quite a lot of Hong Agu there. Don't get sick." Ada whispered alone in private. Song Bo didn't care, just washed himself.

After dinner, Song Bo came to the brothel he went to yesterday alone. When Song Bo looked up, he said, "Yicui Pavilion"

"Why didn't you see this unlucky name yesterday? And this big lantern. It's really a brothel. Hey. I deserved to be unlucky yesterday. I could come here even if I walk around." Song Bo said to himself, and walked into it.

"Hey, did you see the one wearing a flying fish suit just now? It was obvious that he was a noble family. He was dressed in bright clothes. Who knew he was a playboy. He went into the kiln early in the morning. It must be not a good product."

"Not to say, what you said is right. What good things can you do when drilling kilns early in the morning? The current aristocratic family is really beginning to decline. There is not enough Li Daolin at the beginning, but now there is such a top-notch one. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

"Hey, I heard what you mean, it seems that you know who is the guy wearing the most popular flying fish suit?"

"That's of course. You must know that my uncle's second cousin's third cousin's neighbor's wife and nephew, the neighbor of the Duke of Suguo, signed a contract with the Cheng Mansion of Suguo, and worked in front of Mr. Cheng. This aristocratic family is no one else, but the future son-in-law of the Cheng family, and the young leader of the Song family in Youzhou, Song Bo and Song Ziyu."

"Song Bo and Song Ziyu?" The person who spoke first had a question mark on his head. It was obvious that it was the first time he heard of such a name.

"I don't know this? Let me tell you. Song Ziyu is said to be full of talent and poetry and lyrics. She is really a handsome and elegant young man. So the cunning lady wants to marry him alive. I just don't know that he is so lucky..."

"Brother, you are so informative."

"That's right, there are no more than fifty people in Chang'an City who know Song Bo and Song Ziyu. Your brother, I, just one of these fifty people..."

Not to mention how those two gossip men commented on Song Bo's entry into the brothel early in the morning. First, Song Bo who entered the brothel.

"Li Daolin, Li Daolin. Are you there? Are you there?" Song Bo came to Yicui Pavilion and sat in the middle of a table, slapped the table and shouted.

"Who? What about the mourning in the early morning?"

"That grandson? Trouble my Qingmeng, just say it if you want to die."

"Whose unlucky child in their family? He learns to call out the old man in the early morning."

...

Song Bo's actions ushered in a lot of screams and scolding.

"You are really uneasy. How long hasn't been there for a long time? Are you missing me now? You came to me to find me?" Li Daolin opened his arms and slowly walked away.

"Bah, who would miss you? You don't have the equipment of a woman. I'm here to find you because I want to know if you and Mr. Li Daoji still want those ten thousand knives? After all, you also know that my steelmaking field has been taken over by the emperor."

"Yeah, I knew it a long time ago. So I waited for you here very early yesterday. Because I knew you would go here yesterday."

"Are you following me?" Song Bo was surprised.

"It's not just me, a lot of people are following you. It's just that they don't have the luck like me. So I know you, and they are still following you."

"Follow me? Why? I don't have money." Song Bo obviously didn't understand yet.

"Want to know why?" Li Daolin climbed to Song Bo's ear, asked in a low voice, then looked around and said, "If you want to know, promise me a condition." @ya
Chapter completed!