After the rebirth, I lay in the arms of His Highness and won

Chapter 144

Jun Huailan was really tired.

Not only from the heavy government affairs, the defensive struggle between brothers, but also the pressure from Emperor Yuanshuo.

The emperor's requirements are very high, but he balances the power and does not release power for a long time, which makes him very passive and restrained.

Who can I tell all this distress?
Boom!The door of the temple is wide open.

"Crown princess, you can't go in, the prince told me not to disturb others..."

"Go away! Is Ben Gong someone else!"

The woman is holding the hem of the Chinese dress, with a gesture of provoking a teacher.

Rushing to the table, remembering his identity after all, he gave a blessing and said: "The concubine has seen the prince."

He put down his pen, his brows were full of tiredness.

"What's the matter?"

Liu Siyin raised her chin: "Why does the cousin named Zhang take over the job?"

"Why?" He couldn't help feeling amused, "It's time to ask your good cousin! I haven't gone to him yet, but I have the guts to ask you to take responsibility?"

"Isn't it just greed for a little money? In all dynasties, which governor is not greedy?"

"Yes, that's true." He got up excitedly, and paced back and forth in the room, "But others won't be so stupid as to leave a clue!"

"But, but... the crime doesn't stop here. Big things have turned into small things. You are a dignified prince, you can protect yourself, but you can't protect yourself?" Concubine Liu said anxiously, "When my cousin was in office, he worked for you a lot, why? The king of Wei will take advantage of it!"

He pinched his brows irritably: "If it wasn't for this prince, you would think it would be as simple as dismissal? Do you understand that! Ignorant woman!"

"You!" After being scolded for the first time, the pampered woman blushed and ran out with a stomp, "I'm going to tell my grandfather!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of broken porcelain and crying and cursing could be heard endlessly.

The document could not be approved anymore, he wanted to find a side hall to rest, but thinking about those concubines who were as obsequious as quails, he lost interest in an instant.

It was getting dark outside the window, and a thought suddenly came to mind.

He was trained as a prince since he was a child, and he has lived for more than 20 years without daring to act recklessly.

The small mistakes that other princes can make are serious crimes when it comes to him.

In the end, what do you get?

Today, he wants to do whatever he wants!
With a hot head, he ran out of the palace, just about to call out loudly, but returned to his senses, finally suppressed the impulse, and attracted his cronies:

"Prepare an unremarkable carriage, and leave the palace with you alone."

The little eunuch named Fuzi hurriedly responded: "Yes."

As night fell, the moon was bright and the stars were thin, a blue car drove slowly along the bank of Bangxiang Lake.

Along the way, brightly red lanterns were hung high, and in the attics hung with pink curtains and purple curtains, bursts of obscene words were heard;
"Come on... Slave, relax your body..."

"You can play however you want..."

Jun Huailan raised a corner of the curtain, only to see women with heavy makeup and tulle covering their shoulders.

Everyone had a welcoming smile on their faces, dragged a benefactor and rushed into the room.

He threw down the curtain, leaned back, and closed his eyes in disgust.

What he wants to relieve is not this kind of desire that is no different from a beast, but...

"They taste tea and discuss Taoism, know books and reason..."

Suddenly, Jun Huailuo's words echoed in his mind, his eyes lit up, and he ordered:
"Little Fuzi, go to the west of the city."

After going around twice in a row and asking several people, I arrived at a secluded place.

Among the shadows of the trees, a small building stands quietly.

The whole is a wooden structure, under the hazy moonlight, there is a kind of beauty of Qionglou Yuyu.

There were several Huaxuan cars parked in front of the door, and there were bursts of moving piano sounds faintly inside.

If it weren't for the three big characters "Zangxiang Pavilion" engraved in official script on the plaque, I really thought it was some Lefang teahouse.

He stepped over the threshold, and the bright candlelight reflected on his face, he suddenly hesitated.

If you run into some dude, go back and exaggerate a little, the consequences will be disastrous.

While hesitating, a woman with a bun in a bun came forward and said with a smile, "Is this your first time back, Master?"

He nodded slightly: "Well... just take a look at it casually"

Hearing this, the woman did not neglect it, she still said politely: "Please enter first, let the old man introduce you."

He made up his mind to keep up, and Xiao Fuzi followed suit.

Turning around the stone screen painted with mountains and rivers, the eyes suddenly open up.

The layout of this building is weird, a few wooden pillars prop up the huge hall, without any decoration, it looks extraordinarily empty.

There are several small rooms on one side, some of which are already closed.

Walk into one of them and close the door.

He sat on the wide chair, and the maid waiting on the side immediately bowed down and served tea.

Xiao Fuzi took it, and after examining it calmly, he handed it to his master.

The woman was not surprised, she seemed to see through his uneasiness, and said softly: "The rules of our pavilion, from the moment of entering the building, there is absolutely no chance of meeting guests by chance, young master, please feel free to enjoy yourself."

He took a sip of the tea, the taste was not inferior to the one in the palace, but after a while, he didn't even see the Taoist figure, so he was a little impatient.

"Where are the twelve hairpins?"

"You are lucky, you will have a 'Flower Viewing Banquet' here, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery, bet on your favorite one, otherwise, according to the usual rules, how can you meet all the girls at once." The woman is serious road.

He didn't know if this was a gimmick in Jun Huaihao's mouth, but the inferiority of human nature, the more mysterious things are, the more curious they are.

At this time, there was a sound of drums in the hall, three times, neither light nor heavy.

The maid stepped forward and pushed open the pull-out wooden window. In his line of sight, there was an entire wall covered with curtains.

There were three more drumbeats, and the light suddenly dimmed.

Accompanied by melodious music, the curtain fell, and a wonderful scene happened.

The twelve door openings are divided into upper and lower floors, and there is a woman inside each door.

Each is beautiful in its own way, lively and pleasant, glamorous, heroic...

They are doing different things, some are dressing and drawing eyebrows, some are dancing with long sleeves, and some are even wearing costumes, holding orchids and pointing at themselves, just like a huge picture scroll.

The surrounding area was quiet and no one spoke, but he knew that there were many men in the field who were also watching these beauties.

Like him, they have a 12 yuan wooden sign in front of them, whichever one they like, just pick and hang it under the corresponding bid amount.

It has to be said that the owner of this pavilion understands the thoughts of the rich and powerful very well.

His eyes slid over one by one, lingering in the third room.

It was a plain and clean woman, dressed in white and tightly tied with blue hair.

The appearance is a little cold, but also charming.

She holds a chess piece in one hand and is playing chess by herself, as if everything around her has nothing to do with her, but there is no hypocrisy of pretentiousness.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the woman raised her head and met his gaze.

A pair of watery eyes were extremely clear, flashing with stubbornness, and a faint sense of melancholy, which seemed to hide the anguish that was not recognized by the world.

Suddenly, sure, this is exactly what he wanted.

Pick up the third sign and hang it decisively under the word "Quan", which means that no matter how much other people pay, he is the champion.

　To be honest with you, I already wanted to abandon the article. To be precise, I wanted to leave, but the editor encouraged me...then continue...I haven't saved the manuscript for the time being. I will try my best to stock up and strive for the next update. I hope everyone will support it. Bar…

　　
　
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