Jiayou fun things

Chapter 5 Touching Porcelain
That day, evening.

An Lefang, on the west side of the canal, is a magnificent seven-story high-rise building.

The sky was dark, and hundreds of huge red lanterns were lit up and down the high-rise buildings, which illuminated the ancient brown building. clear and distinct.

There was laughter and laughter in the building.

On the seventh floor of Zuixianju, the Lu Clan School's Xie Shi Banquet was the busiest time.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of clouds and boards, Lu Junzheng, a scholar of the Lu clan, sang aloud, and he sang a gentle and tactful song "Eye Mei", which was so charming that he really had the charm of a brothel's top oiran girl.

Just like the previous three years of Jiayou fifteen, Jiayou sixteen, and Jiayou seventeen.

At the climax of the Xie Shi Banquet at the end of the year, Lu Yu left the stage early on the pretext of being unable to drink.

The long hair was simply tied in a long ponytail at the back of his head, and he was wearing a loose turquoise cloth and a large cotton jacket. The slightly shabby Lu Hao walked out of the Zuixianju, stood on the front steps, and looked up at the dense clouds. , Goose feather snow falling sky.

"Sure enough, it's you! Sure enough, it's for this shit!" Lu Yan sneered softly: "That's it, this year, just break both legs! It's too cruel to break three legs together. Hey, why am I like this? Kind hearted?"

Just now, at the Teacher Xie Banquet, when Lu Ru toasted Xuezheng Lu Jun, he deliberately mentioned Bai Qiong's name.

At that moment, Lu Jun's eyes were flustered.

Lu Rui understood that in the past few years, Lu Jun has deliberately made things difficult for him, suppressed him, deliberately ruined his reputation in the Lu clan, and even made himself 'inexperienced' and 'not seeking progress'. The notoriety is widely known, and it really is related to Bai Qiong, or the Bai family.

That being the case, Lu Ru naturally wouldn't be merciful if they resorted to such shady means.

Putting his hands in his sleeves, he hummed an indecent tune softly, and Lu Ruo walked down the steps, stepping on the snow, towards the north of the Marquis of Tianen Mansion amid the warm greetings from the second guest.

Under the strong wind and heavy snow, Lu Hao walked slowly along the street, with a tall and straight body as tall and straight as a green bamboo, and his demeanor as calm as an old pine in frost, without showing any embarrassment.

If someone looked closer, they would find that none of the cold snow swept up by the strong wind could fall on Lu Yan's body.

Pieces of heavy snow, just a little closer to Lu Yan's body, then slid to the side in a whirl. Lu Yan's large cotton jacket was clean, and there was not the slightest trace of water or snow.

Across the street, across from Zuixianju, is also a seven-story building.

The whole building is blue, and there are also hundreds of lanterns, but the lanterns are ambiguous pink.

On the plaque of the high-rise building, there are also three gilt characters 'Qinghua Pavilion'.

This is the No. 36 brothel in Anlefang, and it is also among the top [-] famous buildings in Haojing City. On weekdays, dignitaries and dignitaries in Anlefang like to drink here, enjoy flowers, and have a good night.

On the top floor of Qionghua Pavilion, in a very elegantly furnished room, Bai Qiong and a man dressed in light red robes with rhino horn belts around their waists, five beam gauze crowns on their heads, and official boots with an inch thick white soles on their feet. middle-aged man drinking wine.

The venetian blinds made of Xiangfei bamboo in Yajian were pulled up, and through the bright crystal windows, the movement on the street outside was unobstructed.

With a red face and a slight hint of alcoholism, Bai Qiong held a wine glass and grinned through the window, staring fiercely at Lu Chu, who was walking slowly on the street.

Squeakily took a sip of the old wine, Bai Qiong stared at the middle-aged man sitting opposite him and said with a smile, "Brother Nian, this matter is a lot of work."

The middle-aged man waved his hand lightly and said indifferently, "Just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. Frankly speaking, if he is a direct descendant of the Lu family, it is really difficult to touch him. Jingyang Lu family, what a behemoth?"

Bai Qiong laughed: "He's just a shabby boy! Although his surname is Lu, there are tens of thousands of people in the Lu clan in Jingyang!"

The middle-aged man put down his glass and said indifferently, "After all, it's Lu. Marquis Tianen, he is also a favored and unreasonable person."

Bai Qiong filled himself and the middle-aged man with a glass of wine, and said with a chuckle, "So, brother Nian's two nephews, don't worry, next year's national son in charge of the spring examination will definitely be ranked first, and won the place to stay in the hospital. of."

The middle-aged man sighed and picked up his wine glass: "In short, it is for the future of our children and nephews. Those of us who are elders have worked hard all our lives, what can we ask for? Isn't it just for those juniors? For Shuang's niece, we can't let Such greedy, rampant, and incompetent pickled scumbags are a scourge."

Bai Qiong nodded vigorously: "What Brother Nian said is very appropriate! Uh, where is the person you arranged?"

Lu Yan was walking along the street unhurriedly, and a figure suddenly rushed out at the intersection of a side street ahead.Maybe it was a slippery road, or maybe it was Feng Xue who was fascinated, the figure slammed into Lu Hao's chest with an 'oh yo' sound.

The man had just rushed out of the street when Lu Rui noticed him.

The figure staggered towards him. Lu Ru was like a paper figurine made of scraps of paper, light and weightless. Following a cold wind blowing in front of him, he stepped back seven or eight feet without touching the ground.

The figure failed to hit Lu Yan, his feet slipped, and he hit the ground heavily.

A white linen wrap flew out of the figure's hand, and fell under Lu Yu's feet with a 'smack'.

The man struggled on the ground for a while, then raised his head abruptly, revealing a thin, rather handsome face, but his eyes turned 'gurulu', revealing a cunning face.

"Help, I killed someone!"

"Oh, my baby, my ancestor's plum bottle with white porcelain Chilong button from Meizhou official kiln with a market value of over a thousand!"

The man's voice was extremely shrill, as if a wild wolf whose tail had been interrupted was howling miserably.

Lu Yan's eyes widened, staring at the man extremely alertly.

The surrounding pedestrians shouted in unison, and many people turned around and looked over, pointing towards this side.

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, restaurants, brothels, shops, inns, etc. on both sides of the street have lit a lot of lanterns.

Some hawkers on the street, such as those who sell wontons, those who sell fried cakes, those who sell pickled noodles, and those who sell all kinds of gadgets, also have torches and lanterns on their stalls.

The whole street is bright and the view is excellent.

It is also full of people coming and going, not to mention shoulder-to-shoulder, it is also busy with busy traffic!

The Chinese New Year is approaching. No matter the nobles or the commoners, they all have money and leisure now. Why don't they take advantage of the fun and entertainment in the past few days?

The man quickly got up from the ground, opened his hands and grabbed Lu Hao, with an inexplicable excitement on his thin face, and roared: "You broke my family's heirloom, pay me, Compensate me!"

In the flow of people on the street, more than a dozen men who were born with five or three thick, slender faces, and even opened their shirts in winter, revealing their furry chests and the tattoos of beasts and birds of prey on their chests, suddenly came out from the crowd.

These men shouted in anger one by one.

"Catch, grab, this fellow looting in the street, I'm a witness!"

"Take him down, take him down, such a vicious person, ah, he dares to beat the bitter master?"

"Paper officer, Pao officer, where's the censor of the pavilion? Where's the Marquis patrolling the street?"

A dozen big men surrounded him from all directions, and in an instant they approached Lu Yan's side, only seven or eight feet away from him.

The young man who fell to the ground and kept saying that his family heirloom was broken waved his hands and almost threw himself on Lu Yan's body.

It was too late for him to speak, and Lu Yan waved his right hand and slapped the young man's face with a slap in the face.

This palm is extremely heavy, like a hammer smashed down.

The staggering young man let out a miserable howl, and his whole body was pulled three feet off the ground. His body spun seven or eight circles in the air like a spinning top, and flew more than ten feet away with the sound of the wind, and fell miserably to the ground.

"My mother!" The young man screamed, half of his face swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, blood spurted from the corner of his mouth, and a few yellowish teeth spurted out along the blood.

"So fierce, so fierce!"

More than a dozen of them were yelling, but their expressions were rather lazy, and the big men who didn't take Lu Ru seriously suddenly cheered up and grabbed Lu Rui one by one.

"Take it, take it!"

"This kind of villain must be the murderer on the wanted list!"

"Take it, take it!"

"Take it to Fangling Yamen to receive the reward, haha, the brothers deserve to make a small fortune!"

The thick arms of a few big men grabbed Lu Yu's arm, and a few other big men had already pulled out short sticks and iron rulers, and slashed them viciously towards Lu Yu's back and thighs.

Not far away, there was a sharp bamboo whistle on the street corner where the beaten youth flew out just now.

A censor wearing a blue robe with a one-horned Xiezhi pattern embroidered on his chest, holding a sword on his waist, blowing a bamboo whistle in his mouth, and striding towards this side.

Behind the censor of the pavilion, there were dozens of fierce Marquis in black suits, rhino leather soft armor on the upper body, and short black cloaks.

These Marquis Wu carried crossbows behind their backs, wielded swords on their waists, and held eight-foot-long black and red water and fire sticks.

The patrolling censor's partner patrolling the streets, Wuhou, is specifically responsible for maintaining public order in Haojing, presiding over curfew patrols, arresting robbers, arresting traitors, and even market hygiene, fire prevention and waterproofing, etc., are all within their purview.

The flow of people on the street quickly separated to both sides, and countless people shouted in unison 'Make way, make way, the censor of the inspection workshop is here'!
Seeing the chaos on the street, Bai Qiong took a sip of wine proudly: "Brother Nian, it's time to work!"

The middle-aged man took a piece of fat stewed fish belly slowly, and waved his hands in disapproval and said, "It's a small matter, but it's just a mere..."

At this moment, a series of earth-shattering slaps sounded.

The dozen or so big men who rushed towards Lu Yan flew up one by one, screaming and howling, spinning in the air even more miserably than the young man just now, vomiting blood, and slapped heavily on the snow-covered street.

The censors of the pavilion and the marquis of the streets were still seven or eight feet away from Lu Lu. Lu Lu raised his right sleeve to cover half of his face, his body was short, and he rushed into the crowd like a catfish with oil. In three or two times, he disappeared without a trace in the crowd.

By the time the censor of the inspection workshop brought people to the scene, Lu Hao had long since disappeared. There were only a dozen big men and a 'bitter master' crying and vomiting blood on the ground. By the light of the lanterns, dozens of big teeth were faintly visible on the street. Dazzling outside.

Bai Qiong was sluggish.

The middle-aged man was sluggish.

After a long while, the middle-aged man muttered: "Brother Nian didn't seem to say, this kid has such skills?"

Bai Qiong was sluggish for a while, before he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet with a sneer: "I can run as a monk, but I can't run away from the temple. Next, Brother Lao Nian will have to worry a lot."

Bai Qiong bowed his hands to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "To take people on the street, the witnesses and physical evidence are conclusive, and the subsequent conviction process is simple. After the conviction is confirmed and the case file and official documents are finalized, the iron case is completed. I can't pick out any mistakes. But I couldn't take people down on the spot. If I go to Tianenhou's mansion to take people... Brother Nian's price must be added!"

Bai Qiong's face became wrinkled, he rubbed his hands, and began to bargain with the middle-aged man.

Time passed by, and the door of the private room where the two were located was suddenly knocked.

A delicate, crisp voice came from outside the door.

"Two husbands, let's pair up and play, okay?"

(End of this chapter)