Chapter 261 Qinhuai Flower Boat

Sichuan, Bashu.

Bashu has been the country of heaven since ancient times, with a large population and abundant food. The territory is full of mountains, like Nashu Mountain, which is said to be a place where immortals live.

Due to the combination of Wu Sangui and the Qing army, the peaceful land of China fell into war again. However, the war did not reach Shuzhong this time. What should the people of Bashu do and still do?

Previously, the Western Emperor Zhang Xianzhong had discussed the dispatch of troops in the court, but was finally rejected by Li Dingguo. Sun Kewang's words made Zhang Xianzhong angry, so the matter of sending troops to Liu Xia was put aside for the time being.

Every day, Xianzhong drinks and plays with the beauty in the palace built in Chengdu, and lives a good life.

Today, a messenger suddenly came from the calm Shu, who came to see Zhang Xianzhong with a letter.

Zhang Xianzhong was entertaining in the meat forest of the wine pool at this time. He saw his face drinking red, and the big wine pool was full of red | naked | body, extremely delicate Sichuan girls. They kept walking back and forth in the wine pool, with jade-like skin, white thighs, and dark and bright hair. Delicate red lips -

Zhang Xianzhong hugged left and right, and there were still a few people under his body massaging his legs or pinching his feet and shoulders. One brought the wine, and the other kissed it with grapes. The appearance of a sinking fish and the appearance of a closed moon. It is charming and delicious. Zhang Xianzhong's face was full of ** | smile, up and down his hands, the huge ice and snow-like white meat | mounds, were pinched and deformed. Although the woman was in pain, no one dared to shout, with a smile and charming eyes.

A pair of red phoenix eyes and two willow leaf eyebrows. A little red lips, a touch of beautiful green silk. The fairy went down to the earth, and the mysterious girl fell into the dust. The warbler sings and dances, a fairyland on earth.

Outside the door, a personal guard ran over and said to a big eunuch next to him, "There is a foreign secret letter to tell your majesty, and please report it quickly." The eunuch is half a hundred years old, with white temples, skin like bark, deep eyes and obscene face. He said a little impatiently, "You slave, don't you know that the emperor is bathing now? If you don't have time to read any secret letters, go down quickly. When the emperor has time, we will naturally report to the emperor.

The guard said a little anxiously, "But this is a national event--"

As soon as the eunuch heard this, he immediately jumped up and said urgently, "What kind of national event? What can be bigger than the emperor's bath?" You don't know what to do, why don't you get out of here!"

This eunuch is a close person around Zhang Xianzhong. How dare the guard offend him? Maybe he said something cruel here and was hacked to death as soon as he left the palace. The guard knew that he could not speak today, so he bowed to the eunuch and left in a hurry.

Nanjing, which is thousands of miles away from Sichuan, has not been affected by the war. It is still singing and dancing, and there is no trace of tension. At least this tension has not been reflected in the lower class. They rarely care about national affairs, and they have no ability to care about it, and there is no way to learn about confidential news.

The most famous one in Nanjing is the Qinhuai waterside.

On the Qinhuai River, in the flower boat. The sound of the piano came out, which was a song of ecstasy. The spring breeze was once beautiful.

The flower boat is very big and can accommodate hundreds of people. There are two charming women in the boat. It's gorgeous and beautiful. One is playing the piano and the other is playing the flute. The piano and flute ensemble, a song of green in the south of the Yangtze River, can be heard in the world again.

The cabin is full, and there are no empty seats. He scrambled and couldn't take his eyes off it.

Then only a burst of applause resounded through the world. The cheers are endless, and the applause is even better.

I saw a prince dressed in silk and satin, and four or five handsome servants behind him. Sit down and listen to the piano. Unconsciously, the sky was dim and the lights were bright.

After a song, an old and aging figure came up, just like Dongshi. The two women on the stage contrasted, which made people vomit even more.

I only heard her say, "Today's Nu Jia Hua Kui's song, please come back tomorrow. Ladies and gentlemen, go back for the time being. The flower boat is about to dock. Please--"

Those talented people and rich men in the cabin were disappointed when they heard the words.

Exactly: It's hard for a daughter to change a beautiful smile, and there is no more after a song.

"This is really the rhythm of the sky. How many times have you heard it in the world? Listening to this song, I will live a long life and live for ten more years.

"That's right, this is a famous prostitute. He is not only proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also knowledgeable, reasonable and beautiful. Dong Xiaowan and Li Xiangjun were hit by countless talented and rich people, but they didn't get a half of them. If I can spend the night with it, I won't hesitate to reduce my life expectancy for ten years!"

"I'm afraid it won't work. These two women are now the most famous prostitutes on the Qinhuai River. How can the madam sell it to others with this cash cow? If it's forced, it won't work. I heard that there is a big backer behind her. These two beauties are also waiting to be reserved for the nobleman. When the time comes, I'm afraid they will offer them directly.

“——”

For a moment, it became deserted in the lively flower boat. All who should go left, and there was only the young man in the boat room, and four or five handsome servants.

The old pimp looked unhappy and walked over. A harsh sound came out and said, "This gentleman, please come back and write a song today. If you want to listen to it again, please come back tomorrow.

The boy smiled, picked up the folding fan and shook it, fanned away the heat, and extinguished the desire fire.

Before the prince's brother echoed, a handsome servant behind him scolded, "My son will naturally have something to do if he doesn't leave. Why are you so anxious?"

"Ouch, this guy's words are bad, such as today's dark and dark twilight. It's time for the collapse to rest. How can the nobles of the slave family stay? If the prince wants the sister on the stage to serve around, that's not okay. Both of them sell their bodies but not their art. Naturally, they can't serve others at will. What's more, they are all famous talented women and prostitutes. What they like are all literary tycoons, dignitaries, proficient in various poems and books, and familiar with couplets. Now it's still a perfect body. If you get their hearts, then ** is also a lot of money!"

After saying that, the young man smiled and said, "Money is not a problem. Today, I want to buy these two women!"

The prince's words fell down, and the old lady's face had become ugly. He said coldly, "Mr. Please come back. They don't buy it!" If the prince insists on pestering, I'm afraid he will die inexplicably. The Nu family also said bluntly, looking at the calm Qinhuai River, there are no corpses all over the wild, and the interesting nature has lived for a hundred years. Uninterestingly sinking into the mud and feeding the herring.

"Hahahaha! I'm really not afraid of other people's threats. What about Ma Shiying standing behind you? I'm still not afraid."

The old pimp's face is already very green. Now the most powerful person in Nanjing is Ma Shiying and others. If they are not afraid of such people, I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with. But now there are more powerful people in Nanjing than Ma Shiying? I'm afraid not. It seems that this person is from out of town. It's just that I don't know where it is. Looking at the appearance of the clothes, it must not be the tar from the north, but the other places.

Well, what if it's in other places? Now this is Nanjing. Even if you take it away, I can make you unable to walk half a step away from Nanjing! Thinking of this, the madam sneered and said, "What a good young man. Although I don't know who you are, this is my territory. Even if you can't do it for the old son of Liu Xia, the king of Zheng, I'm not afraid!"

The old pimp's face was full of arrogance, and several turtles and subordinates gathered behind him, each holding sticks, with a cold face. However, before she could say anything, she only felt that her neck was cold and her heart trembled.

I saw a handsome servant behind the prince. I don't know when he put a sharp sword on her neck, clinging to her rough skin. On this hot summer day, he only felt extremely cold.

At this time, the old woman's face suddenly turned pale with fear. She didn't want to die. She didn't want to die at all. She still had a lot of money without flowers. She didn't enjoy it enough. She absolutely couldn't die. A gust of wind blew, and a wisp of her hair touched the motionless sword on his neck, which broke into two pieces--

"Ah!"

"Killing! Killed!"

The old pimp was suddenly scared to cry, but she didn't dare to move. The familymen behind her were also trembling with fear. Such a quick technique made them scared.

On the table, Li Xiangjun and Dong Xiaowan looked at the young man thoughtfully.