The storytelling legends in brothels are usually fragrant and charming content, such as the sword fairy on which mountain is a chivalrous and righteous person who accidentally rescues the ladies of an official family, becoming an enviable couple of fairy couples, or the foxes in the mountain temple who fall in love with the scholars who accidentally settle down, and go their separate ways.

?Stories like the iron-blooded anti-enemy that Faber said today are actually rare and not pleasing. They lack a bit of powdery flavor and a bit more heroic spirit.

?Sure enough, shortly after Mr. Fei finished speaking, a sarcastic sarcasm floated from the audience.

? "Now the storytellers in the building are getting less and less rules," said a thin young man with a pale face on the table next to the corridor. "I'm here to have fun, not to class. I've heard you, an old boy, talk all over my body, except that the crotch is not hard, but everything is hard!"

As soon as this was said, the young man's friends also started to yell, yelling to drive Faber out.

If the storytelling industry is called by the audience, it will be considered a collapse. In principle, it can only be stopped. Feiber smiled awkwardly and wanted to get up and leave, but turned to look at the Sangouzi who was standing with his head down, gritted his teeth and continued, "It's an old man who has disturbed the objective and elegant mood. I'll give you a compensation, let me change the story of the Lotus Swordsman and the Peach Blossom Girl in the Capital to help this young master."

The young man put down his chopsticks, walked to the wooden platform with a wine glass in his hand, looking like he was full of wine and food and was looking for trouble, and said casually, "Don't be busy, don't be busy, I will tell you what a bullshit battle in the sea of ​​clouds today."

Fei Bo smiled helplessly and said, "Why bother to make things difficult for us, the old and young son?"

"What's your father-in-law saying? Of course, persimmons are just picking soft pinch. The world is like this, so don't make things difficult for you. Can you still find trouble for the five masters of Zhongzhou?" The boy laughed loudly, pulled out the folding fan from his waist with his other hand, and swung it over with a slap, and shook it with a slight proof, "Did you know that the few people you advocated just now had violated the taboo of the court?"

Feiber traveled around the country for half a lifetime. After he was old, he fell into Panlong Town. His knowledge was beyond the ordinary people. He was so easy to be frightened. Although he made a look of fear and fear on his face, he was quite calm and said, "I would like to ask my son for advice."

The young man laughed and said, "Let me ask you, Liancheng Formation is my Great Zhou State Protection Formation. It has always been used only to guard the outer city of Kyoto. What should Zhou Zhe be punished for using public weapons for his own private use?"

It is related to national weapons, and Faber dared not respond at will and said unhappy.

The boy sneered and continued, "Besides, the boy named Zhao, the Supervision Office has already announced nationwide that his father was a traitor who had an affair with foreign enemies and killed Princess Yongle, and he himself was a criminal who broke into the Political Affairs Office and robbed the prison and saved his father!"

The other guests in the restaurant, hearing the story just now, felt that the meal was worth the money. For a moment, the guests who had originally planned to leave the table did not leave and sat in their original position to watch the fun.

Cao Xiyun approached the table next to him and asked, "Brothers, where is this young man from? The news from the court and the cultivation world are very well-versed."

At the table next to it, there were four or five strong men gathered together to drink. They were drinking while watching the show, and were in high spirits when they suddenly smelled a stinky smell. Then they saw Cao Xiyun's oily head that had not been washed for two years, and they immediately felt nauseous.

The man closest to Cao Xiyun moved his chair back, frowned and said disgusted, "He Lancheng, the third young master of the He family in Luobei City, doesn't know him, why are you still having sex with Yanlou? Go there!"

Cao Xiyun repeatedly claimed guilty and sat back to his original place, smiled at the people of Panlong Academy and said, "It's a bit troublesome. The He family is the most powerful family in Luobei. When they came from a rank of ranks and now they are the largest landlords on the entire Huailu Plain. The farmlands we have been passing by these days may belong to his family."

Gu Qingyuan shook his head and said, "One rich person should benefit the other person. Since the He family is so powerful, it should be more grateful for the land and water. The three young masters of the He family stayed in the prostitute house all day long and even spent their fun in others. What kind of convention does it become!"

Cao Xiyun said with a smile: "You are the second young master of the Gu family. It's not good to sit in a brothel and scold others for walking around the kilns, right?"

Gu Qingyuan immediately blushed, lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Discussion? Hey, I'm afraid it's not stopping," Cao Xiyun sneered, "Although the He family is at its peak in Huailuo, the three males born in this generation are all playboys. The nicknames of the three young masters in the market are Helan Jian, Helan Palace with righteousness, and Helan Cheng with reason. Among them, Helan Jian is the most wealthy and unkind. During natural disasters, the price of grain in the trunk is raised, and on weekdays, they borrow high interest loans. The farmers within a radius of 100 miles of Luobei City have been destroyed because of him."

Dong Erpang slapped the table and cursed angrily: "Such a person deserves damn!"

Cao Xiyun looked up at Dong Erpang and continued, "Then you should look at the second son Helan Palace. This guy is known as Hubaoyi, Luo Shang, and has 300 diners under his sect. There must be a response from friends asking for, but there is a condition."

"What conditions?" Zhao Xifeng smiled slightly and asked in cooperation.

"The condition is that you have to have a beautiful wife to be his friend," Cao Xiyun laughed out loud, "This He family's second son, I don't want a wife, but I just like other people's wives. Are you surprised? A few years ago, a scholar who originally had an old friend and broke the scandal between him and his wife. He was furious and slapped He Lao Er twice in the face. In fact, it was not heavy. How strong can a scholar have, but the next day, the scholar's family of six and his wife all died suddenly! Hey, what a righteous Helan Palace."

After chatting here, the atmosphere of storm gradually gathered up Yan's building. It was clearly noon, but a hint of chill rose in everyone's heart. It turned out that the chat between Cao Xiyun and others did not lower their voices, but deliberately used Yuan Ling to sound, which could be heard on the first floor!

Sangouzi, who was originally standing coldly next to Old Fei, took a look at the direction of the occurrence and immediately recognized Zhao Xifeng and others. His numb eyes immediately showed signs of expression. He was about to say hello, but Old Fei pulled him down and shook his head to signal him not to speak.

He Lancheng shook his fan and walked to Cao Xiyun, smiled and said, "What do you call him sir?"

Cao Xiyun bowed in an unconventional manner: "It's easy to say, Cao Xiaojian."

Outside the Yan Tower, uniform footsteps began to appear.

"Brother Xiaojian" He Lancheng nodded, "I have been reading books for a few days and have always liked to convince people with reason. My elder brother and second brother have said it. Next, should I introduce my evil deeds?"

Cao Xiyun listened to the long breathing on the roof tiles and smiled playfully, "Why do you better tell me yourself? If there were no one like us today, how would you treat this old and a young man?"
Chapter completed!