Magic Bead Boy Chapter 1 Prince Han Feng

"One night, the east wind blows the willow green, and the whole hall is full of blue water."

"Silk rain floats and watches the leaves fall, and the breeze kisses the willows and listens to the song

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I can't remember how many famous and unknown coquettish Mo Ke chanted the scenic spots in the south of the Yangtze River. Jiangnan is also really competitive, always presenting the best side to the world, whether it is princes and nobles, talented and beautiful people, peddlers and pawns... It always makes people feel like in a dream.

May in the south of the Yangtze River is the most beautiful season. Wuyun City, the capital of the Xuanhuang Dynasty, is undoubtedly the most beautiful place. The grass grows and the warbler flies, and the bees and butterflies revolve around the flowers... But today everything has changed.

Dusk.

The long street is full of armored soldiers like wolves and tigers. Five steps and one post in the city. The capital has lost the hustle and bustle of the past. Households are closed for fear of causing trouble. Even Yihongyuan, the most prosperous brothel in the past, is rarely quiet.

Han Feng is not affected by these. At this moment, he is tasting his good daughter Hong in the house of Qingyue, the top brand of Yihongyuan.

Han Feng is a very strange person. He has three good qualities: books, beautiful scenery and beauty. He once said that he would like to read all the wonderful books of the world, enjoy the beautiful scenery of the world, and get drunk on the thin waist of the beauty. But he never collects books, and Aijing never rides a horse. No matter how far he is, he always walks, but he never stays with a beauty.

Han Feng is good at wine, but he is always drunk. At this time, he seemed to be drunk, staring at his daughter Hong in his hand, and gently lowered the sound of the Qingyue girl's piano. Beauty is like jade, how can he not get drunk?

The Qingyue is absolutely worthy of the word beauty. A beautiful hair fell down, beautiful eyebrows like a new moon, a pair of beautiful eyes, an upturned nose, shy cheeks, like a little lips, shy cheeks, shy and affectionate cheeks, crystal clear skin like ice and snow, graceful and graceful. In the wind and dust, there is no wind and dust. Since he came to Beijing six months ago, he has been glamorous. Although he did not sell his body, he still responded to the door, and the kings and grandson nobles came one by one, and they did not hesitate to spend a lot of money at first sight.

The light was getting darker and darker. I don't know when two red candles were lit in the room, and the red sandalwood furniture shone with a flowing light.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and a string broke open.

"Does the girl have something on her mind?" Han Feng raised his face with a casual smile on the corners of his mouth. Han Feng is indeed a beautiful man, but he is not that kind of handsome. He is the kind of gentle elegance with a smile on his face and harmless. Even if there are many people present and he doesn't say a word, you will pay attention to his kind of people.

"The prince smiled" Qingyue lowered her eyes slightly and inadvertently rolled up a wisp of hair hanging next to her temples. Just as he was about to speak... his eyes suddenly turned to the carved door.

Dong, Dong...

"Who?"

The door opened, revealing Han Fu's old face, and his tall and slightly camel figure blocked the whole door.

"Young master." A low and hoarse voice sounded.

"Oh, it's Uncle Han."

"Madam, let you go back early and say that Beijing is not safe today." His eyes inadvertently paused and said slowly on Qingyue's body, "The old master asked me to tell you that the land of fireworks should not stay for a long time, which humiliates the reputation of my Han family."

Qingyue's face smiled, and there was no unhappiness.

"Yes, I know." Han Feng answered faintly.

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Han Fu's old master is Han Feng's father - Han Boping. Lord Han has led the army since he was 30 years old and has experienced more than 100 battles without a single defeat. With his meritorious service, the king of Jingnan was crowned, and the enemy chieftain was frightened when he heard the wind and was not named "Han Laozi".

Lord Han retired and Qingxiu was at home. Lord Han has three sons and one daughter. The eldest son, Han Chong, is familiar with the military art of war, and the feudal general is now stationed in western Xinjiang. The second son, Han Jian, is excellent in martial arts and is responsible for the safety of the royal family. Han Yu, a daughter, is now married. Her husband is the son of the current prime minister and this year's top student in the new department - Fu Yuzhang.

Lord Han, who was originally full of glory, has a heart disease. That's the youngest son Han Feng. Han Feng is not famous, and he always travels to famous mountains and rivers; or he walks with peddlers; or lingers in a bookstore; or wandering in a pink brothel...

When it is mentioned, Lord Han always sighs for a long time. But Han Feng's good friend and his brother-in-law Fu Yuzhang said to Han Yu, "Han Feng is an immortal, and I can't wait." He also said, "If Han Feng take this year's imperial examination. I can only retreat and look for the list."

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Zi Zhuxuan.

This is another industry of the Han family. It is located in the suburbs, backed by the green mountains. There are more than ten houses, and there are dozens of towering willow trees in the courtyard. In May, the willow trees are dazzlingly green, and a gust of wind makes people feel like they are in the green waves, and even the wind seems to be green.

This was originally a place where Lord Han came to cultivate his mind, but because he was upset when he saw Han Feng, he gave it to him. Han Feng is also happy and quiet, reading and practicing calligraphy here every day. In addition to the old family Han Fu, it is the breeze, the bright moon, and a lonely lamp... Only the old lady thought about her son and sent meat and snacks from time to time.

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When Han Feng returned to Zizhuxuan, it was already time to hold the lamp. Tonight is the 15th, and a bright moon sprinkles a clear light all over the courtyard.

Han Feng's footsteps to the study suddenly slowed down, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He slowly opened the door and walked in, staggering slightly under his feet and muttering, "Good wine..."

The door was facing the screen. He closed the door with his backhand, and a figure flashed out from behind the screen like lightning. When he looked at it, a sharp sword had been against his chest

Han Feng shouted, "Girl, be careful, the sword is too fast, don't hurt people."

The visitor was obviously stunned and said in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense." On the one hand, he took action like the wind and had already clicked his acupuncture point.

When looking at the quiet moonlight outside the window, the man was dressed in blue, tall, with a black handkerchief wrapped around his head, leaving only a pair of crystal clear eyes.

The masked man seemed to breathe a long sigh of relief, put down his sword, walked a few steps in the room, then stroked his chest with his palms and sat on his luck, as if he were injured.

After about an hour, the masked man jumped up from the ground, and then took a step forward. His slender hand only brushed Han Feng's body, shook his dumb hole, and said in a low voice, "You... How do you know I'm a girl?"

Han Feng took a breath and smiled bitterly, "How can you hide the fragrance on the girl's body? It's just that there are four walls of the family. I have no complaints with the girl in the past. Recently, there is no hatred. This doesn't seem to be the place where the girl came.

The girl thought to himself, "Sure enough, he is a man who often rolls in the pile of powder." Then he sneered and said, "It's worthy of being a disciple who wanders in a brothel, and his nose is sharper than a dog." Seeing that Han Feng had guessed, his voice was also changed. It is crisp and free from vulgarity, like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley, which is not easy to hear. Han Feng only smiled bitterly and didn't know how to answer. The girl stopped talking and looked at herself in the room.

The two were silent for another half an hour, and Han Fu's voice suddenly came from outside the house: "Young master, the old lady brought food to Miss Qiu Yue."

The girl suddenly rushed forward with an arrow. The sword was on his neck and shouted in a low voice, "If you say a wrong word, you want your head."

Han Feng smiled bitterly and said loudly, "Just put him at the door." Han Fu answered and gradually faded away.

"Girl, please solve my acupuncture point."

"Delusion."

"If you don't understand my acupuncture point, how can I get food? Did you ask Uncle Han to send it?"

The masked girl pondered for a moment and suddenly took out a small mink from nowhere. She saw that the mink was small and exquisite, its fur was as smooth as mercury, and her two small eyes were as green as emeralds in the white moonlight.

"The spirit mink!" Han Feng was shocked.

"You nerd, you still have some insight." It can be seen that the girl is very proud, and the " apprentice" in her mouth has become a "nerd".

Han Feng reads a lot of books, how can he not know it? He said, "It is recorded in the Records of Things that its mink is produced in the South China Sea and flies away. It feeds on fairy medicine and poisons in the mountains. It is as cunning as a fox and spiritual, and ordinary masters are not its opponents."

The girl's jade hand gently stroked her fur and said, "Linger, bring the food outside the door."

The mink squeaked twice, and his little head seemed to understand. He jumped to the ground and arched the crack with his body. In an instant, he dragged back a huge food box.

The girl opened the food box and saw that there was chicken and meat in the food box, which was very rich. Regardless of Han Feng, he grabbed a chicken leg and lifted the black handkerchief and chewed it. The jade face under the scarf was extremely beautiful, but she didn't care about her appearance and seemed to be extremely hungry.

Han Feng shouted, "That's my food." The girl smiled and said, "You have just been full of wine and food in the gentle countryside, and I'm starving to death. Man, big tofu, really stingy."

Han Feng could only shake his head and smile bitterly. He said, "What a unruly girl, but I don't know how she looks?" He fell into reverie.

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I don't know when the moon has moved to the middle sky. In a faint way, I don't know where the sound of the flute came from. The sound was high and low, in front and suddenly behind... It was endless and difficult to judge.

The girl suddenly jumped up and whispered, "Finally here." Then he said to Han Feng, "Hey, nerd, if you want to live, don't say anything strange." Then he suddenly picked him up, flew up, put him on the beam, touched him in his arms and jumped down. Han Feng couldn't speak, so he could only look with his eyes wide open.

But the girl quickly took out a paper bag from her body and sprinkled it around three feet. The pungent smell of powder suddenly spread.

The hair on the little mink also exploded, and his mouth made a sound: "Wow... Whoo..." The green light from a pair of small eyes was as sharp as a sharp sword.

The little mink suddenly shot out like an arrowhead, but suddenly rushed back, and there was a black viper in its claws. When I saw it, the snake was already dead.

In an hour, there was a sudden sound around. Countless poisonous snakes climbed in along the corners and door...