Qin Shizhi's Confucian junior master

Chapter 27, Taking Jing Ke to the Brothel

Soon Jing Ke came back again, his face was a little ugly, obviously Yan Dan's performance before and after made him unacceptable for a while, looking at Jing Ke's expression, he knew that he had guessed right.

"It's a pity for these Mohist disciples." Jing Ke said looking at the corpses dragged out by the soldiers.

"People are always responsible for their own actions." Ziyou said lightly, anyway, it was the Mohists who died.

Ever since the Mo Bian lineage disappeared, the Mohists' intellectual responsibility is not as good as that of the previous generation, and the stupid things they have done are also better than the next generation. If it wasn't for the six-fingered black man who has been leading the Mohism among the high-level people, I am afraid that the Mohism would have been out of control long ago.

No, after the six-fingered black man was murdered, Yandan took complete control of the Mo family in just a few years, saying that he was against the tyranny of Qin, but most of the high-level officials had the same goal, to restore Yan State, and even blatantly confronted Qin State , It is incomprehensible that no one objected to this, but any smart person knows that the Qin State has become a big trend. If you don't mobilize your disciples to act secretly, you will become the front line against Qin.

In the other courtyard, Yan Yi looked at a token of the Prince's Mansion, a token of Lord Yanchun, which was handed over by his subordinates, with some claws. Although he was also greedy and lustful, he was not an ordinary person who could sit in the general's seat. Things have gone beyond the original plan, he put away the two tokens and is going to find Mr. Yanchun.

So I said seriously
"Tonight we just encountered some ranger bandits attacking civilians, don't tell me anything else?"

"Yes! General."

"Withdraw!" Yan Yi waved his hand and the crowd left.

Jing Ke and Ziyou didn't stay too long, and took the carriage out for the night. On the second day, after dressing up, they came to the city again, and came to a tavern at random. Already noisy.

Crown Prince Dan of Yan and Lord Yanchun accused each other of sending people to attack Ziyou. King Yan couldn't help sneering at his son and cousin accusing each other. He understood that this was their mutual attack, but he was also very happy. Seeing this scene, the more the two sides attacked each other, the more secure his position would be.

"Enough!" Yan Wangxi slapped the long table in front of him and said.

Yan Dan and Yan Chunjun stopped their quarrel immediately, saluted King Yan and said

"Your minister is guilty, please be angry." "Your minister is guilty, please be angry."

"The people of the royal family are narrow-minded and attack talented people. They lose the face of the royal family. Are you sincerely wanting people in the world to laugh at my country of Yan? Lord Yanchun, Prince, you still have the country of Yan in your eyes, as well as me. King?" Yan Wangxi roared angrily.

"Don't dare!" The two of them knelt on the ground and bowed their heads as they watched the furious King Yan.

Yan Wangxi said with an uncertain expression, "Don't mention this matter again."

"Yes."

"Back off." Yan Wangxi looked at the two of them and said.

"Yes."

Yan Dan and Yan Chunjun exited the hall, at this time two beauties came out from behind the curtain, Yan Wangxi hugged one of them, and sneered in his heart, two idiots, do you really think this king is so easy to deceive?

"My lord, don't be angry." The two beauties said softly while lying on King Yan's body.

"Okay, okay, just listen to the beauty. I heard that the beauty has learned a new skill of jade flute. I wonder if I can perform it?" Yan Wangxi said.

"Your Majesty!" A beauty shoved King Yan with a shy expression on her face.

In Feixue Pavilion, Xuenv was combing her snow-white hair, looking at the alluring face in the bronze mirror. She used to be proud of her appearance, but now she only feels disgusted. This alluring face brought her Countless compliments came, but now because this face is about to become a plaything, she got the news that Mr. Yanchun is coming tonight, and the purpose is self-evident, it is her.

"Xue'er, have you made up your mind?" an older woman asked, holding Xue Nu's hand.

"Is there any other way?" Xue Nu showed a hint of self-mockery on her face, but she would never do that if there was any way.

"It's because I'm incompetent." A tear streamed down the old man's face. Beauty is not a good thing for women like them, on the contrary, it is an invisible urging talisman.

"It's not your fault. If you hadn't rescued me in Zhao country and taught me dancing skills, I'm afraid I would have been reduced to a plaything." Xue Nu held the old man's hand and at some point there was a line of tears on her face. .

The old man was left by Teacher Xuenv to take care of Xuenv and Fei'er.

For a moment, the two were weeping softly in the room. Gao Jianli outside the door looked at the guqin in his hand and heard the sobbing in the room. His face suddenly changed from cloudy to cloudy. Finally, there was a gleam of determination in his eyes, and he turned his head and left. I don't know where I went.

At night, the lights of Feixue Pavilion were brightly red, a large number of luxurious carriages were parked outside the door, and the noise was endless. Ziyou and Jing Ke in disguise stood outside the door.

Jing Ke couldn't adapt to the extravagant scene inside. The exposed woman was lying in the arms of the man, laughing and laughing constantly, hesitantly daring not to take the first step. Although he had been out for two and a half years, he still never I have never been to a place like a brothel, although I have told Ziyou that I have visited before, but most of them came from hearsay.

Instead, Ziyou, a Confucian disciple, said excitedly
"It seems that this Feixue Pavilion is not in vain. Unless Wanhualou is played by the four big oirans in person, it is really not as good as Feixue Pavilion."

Looking at Ziyou's appearance, Jing Ke secretly thought that you are such a person. He once thought that Ziyou had never been to this kind of place as a Confucian student, but now it seems that he is probably a veteran.

"Brother Jing Ke, let's go." Seeing Jing Ke's hesitant look, Ziyou hooked his shoulder and said in a low voice, "I also looked shy like this when I entered Wanhualou for the first time, don't worry, we only drink and don't want girls. "

"Who's shy? I'm just worried that I have enough money tonight?" Jing Ke opened Ziyou's hand and said stiffly.

"Don't worry, it's definitely enough, let's go." After saying that, Ziyou walked towards Feixuege without looking back.

Jing Ke looked at Ziyou's back and said in a low voice
"Junior Sister, Junior Sister, I'm sorry, brother promises not to make mistakes of principle."

After saying that, Jing Ke followed Ziyou, and after showing the token Xue Nu gave Ziyou, the servant didn't accept the ticket money from Ziyou and Jing Ke, and directly took the two of them to a luxurious room, and ordered people to He brought drinks and food to Ziyou and the others.

"Good wine, 30 years old." Jing Ke said lovingly while holding the jug.

"Is this the Splashing Jade and Flying Flowers Platform?" Ziyou said looking at the high platform covered in jasper in the hall.

All of a sudden, the whole bustling Feixue Pavilion dimmed, the original noisy sound suddenly disappeared, and a distant piano sound sounded, Jing Ke's eyes lit up and he said in a low voice

"It's Xiao Gao."

Ziyou saw that the person playing the piano was indeed Gao Jianli, a white silk fell from the sky, and a girl in blue grabbed the white silk and flew down slowly.Snow-haired, the snow girl volleys down, her snow-white skin is better than that of Chuxue, and her graceful figure is eye-catching.

With the sound of the zither, the dancing posture of the snow girl gradually bloomed on the Yufeihuatai.

　Ask for a monthly ticket, a recommendation ticket,

　　
　
(End of this chapter)