Chapter 257 Fireworks, Heroes Go Again

Mr. Mingyue asked, "Since you also know that I am a depressed son, how can you afford to go to Huajieliu Lane and Qinglou Chuguan to buy a smile?"

The mad knife said leisurely, "It depends on how you are. If you are willing to love the daughter to smile and spend money like earth to make you depressed, it is still the seed of infatuation in the wind and moon. If you have no money at all, you have no choice but to have no money. Which one do you belong to?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "Guess! The past is out of track. What's the matter with it?"

The mad knife laughed and said, "Okay, I won't mention it, haha, I'm just surprised that you don't look rich. How can Shuyu treat you by listening to the main song of Yulou? I've heard that the trend of prostitutes is unfathomable. In Huajie and Liuxiang, if you have money, you are an old man. If you don't have money, hey, I'm afraid it's terrible. Does Ge Shuyu not love money with your little white face? Oh, but it's hard to say. There is a saying that the mother loves money, the sister loves the beauty, and the old lady is greedy for money. She sings Shuyu Jiangnan famous girl, and some of them have a lot of money. Maybe you don't know if you like it.

Mr. Mingyue heard it three times and couldn't laugh and cried, "Have you finished nagging? Where did you hear such bastards? Last time I came to Chuzhou to buy a sword, I also happened to meet a red sleeve. I was embarrassed to listen to the rain tower for her golden face. Otherwise, I only brought thousands of silver and wanted from others. Ten taels of gold and ten pearls are far from each other!"

As soon as the mad knife heard the golden ten thousand taels and the pearl ten thousand, he took a breath of cold air and muttered, "I think Brother Shuyu must have fallen in love with you. If you don't have money to enter the rain tower, you can still come out freely. Hey hey, yes or not, Hongxiu actually became a matchmaker and took a red line, haha."

Mr. Mingyue said lightly, "Don't make fun of me. I came out last time. I left the beautiful woman to take a bath and left. I'm afraid I'm also deeply offending others. I'm afraid it's quite inconvenient to visit again today. It's the Qinglong and the white tiger that walk together, and the good or bad luck are not guaranteed at all."

The knife laughed and said, "Come on, with the charm of the eldest son of the bright moon, there are also women who dumped a piece of fireworks."

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "If I am as rich as a country, there will be love for the country."

In the south of the city, Shuiyue Gate.

Mr. Mingyue and the mad knife came to this place where red and pink skirts gathered, and there were jewelry and rouge everywhere. Whether it was a small jasper or an ordinary woman, they looked sideways at Mingyue and the mad knife.

Mr. Mingyue floated up and smiled and said, "Crazy brother, you see, they are all looking at us. I think we are heroic, handsome and handsome, which is indeed like the infinite charm that Crazy Brother said, hey hey."

Kuangdao said coldly, "Don't be happy too early. It's just that there are all women here and there are no men. The reason why people are impressed is that the two old men actually mixed in the skirts and want to buy rouge gouache?"

Mr. Mingyue was shocked, smiled, led the crazy knife through the Shuiyue Gate and came to Baihua Lane.

The fireworks women in the dark doors everywhere in Baihua Lane greeted the guests as usual. When Mr. Mingyue saw everyone, he smiled gently and waved away. The crazy knife was not the case. Whoever came forward to pull and raised his eyes. In addition, the two hung swords on their waists and backs on the backs really scared away many brothel women.

Baihua Lane, listen to the rain tower.

Like the day before yesterday, the doorman is still deserted, still hanging a peach charm door couplet: the small building listens to the spring rain overnight, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty.

Kuang Dao couldn't help saying strangely, "Brother Mingyue, is this the Rain Tower? It's not like the Qinglou Chuguan.

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "It's here. What's the unlike? Does every brothel have to sing at night and be lively? Lou is like his person, and the apricot garden is there. Listening to the main song of Yulou, Shuyu is also so elegant and independent, please!"

Mr. Mingyue just asked for a letter, and he was about to let the crazy knife first. Suddenly, he heard a clear and pleasant voice at the door of the rain building and shouted, "Slow! This young man with a knife, please come in, but your little white face can't take half a step. Stand up!"

Both of them were stunned. Mr. Mingyue looked up and was shocked. It turned out that there were four or five women standing at the head of the door listening to the rain tower. Suddenly, there were two maids of Mr. Mingyue's last time singing in Shuyu in the Warm Fragrance Pavilion, Xin'er in an apricot yellow dress and Bihe in a light green shirt. It was Xin of the apricot yellow dress that stopped him from entering the door. Son.

Mr. Mingyue only smiled bitterly and said, "If I remember correctly, you are Sister Xin'er, hehe."

Xiner Wunon said softly, but his teeth were sharp. As soon as Mr. Mingyue heard it, he knew that it was a Gusu woman, and only the woman in Suzhou Prefecture quarreled and scolded him so well.

Xin'er didn't buy Mr. Mingyue's account, nor did she speak evil to each other. She just said lightly, "Fu is close to you. You don't eat this. The thread starter has ordered that when you see your little white face, you can beat him out!"

Kuang Dao also said, "Brother Mingyue, I mistakenly thought how charming you are. It turns out that you don't spend money to buy laughter. Ge Shuyu has already been lazy to talk to you."

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "It's best for her to be lazy to talk to me. I'm afraid that she hates me deeply. Bihe! Can Murong Hongxiu be in the building?

The mad knife was also very concerned. Following the eyes of Mr. Mingyue, he looked at the green-shirted woman Bihe, looking forward to her telling the whereabouts of the red sleeves.

Who knew that Bihe also smiled indifferently and shook her head.

Xier said coldly to Mr. Mingyue, "Sister Murong Hongxiu is not upstairs. Why don't get out of here! Don't make me angry."

The crazy knife was greatly disappointed, but Mr. Mingyue saw a cunning look in Xin'er's autumn wave, flashed away, and then looked at Bihe's smiling expression, even more so! Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "If you don't lie in front of the real person, it's easy for you to coax the straightforward crazy brother. You want to coax me, hey, it's far away! Crazy brother, go! The red sleeve is in the building.

After Kuangdao was disappointed, he was full of confidence when he heard what Mr. Mingyue said. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. Xiner and Bihe's faces changed. Seeing that Mingyue and Kuangdao were going to break through, they suddenly retreated together, and four or five women unexpectedly showed their defensive swords.

Xin'er's long sleeves held a defensive sword, like a sword dancer, and shouted, "Come on! Can you enter the rain tower if you want to?

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "In addition to ghosts and elves, Brother Shu Yuer is not my opponent. How good can you be and dare to block our way. Be careful that my crazy brother is angry and set fire to the Rain Tower."

At this time, someone in the apricot garden behind applauded and laughed, "I thought Mingyue had always been a pity for the jade, but who would have thought that there would be a time to scare the little girl."

Familiar voice, familiar shadow, this sound has already been deeply branded in the heart of the mad knife, and the person who came in is Murong Hongxiu who thinks about the mad knife day and night!

Mr. Mingyue just nodded to her and smiled, but the crazy knife was full of surprise and shouted, "Red Sleeve! It's really you!"

As soon as the words were spoken, people had already passed by and clenched their hands with Hongxiu. They didn't know what to say.

Hongxiu Yingying smiled and said, "I never thought you could find here. I also said that I would go to Xiandu to find you two days ago."

Kuang Dao said happily, "Thanks to Mingyue, he expects that you have nowhere to go and will definitely come to Ge Shuyu."

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Hey, as soon as you meet, you have a lot of personal words to say. I can't understand it any more. Go ahead and don't let me listen, hehe."

Murong Hongxiu stared at him, held a crazy knife in his hand, and said with a smile, "We ignore him and talk to me upstairs."

When Mr. Mingyue saw that the girls in the rain building were still holding their swords at him, Xin'er in apricot yellow skirt still stared at him coldly. She wished that she could beat Mr. Mingyue out in a mess and said coldly, "It's nothing to you. Why don't go! Don't blame the slaves for being polite!"

Mr. Mingyue smiled gently, ignored their sword shadows flashing, and did not leave his whole body. Mingyue chose one of the teachers' chairs, put on the most comfortable posture, and said leisurely, "Bihe! Tea."

Bihe hasn't spoken yet. Xin'er was already angry and sneered, "Who do you think you are? We heard that Yulou does not entertain a poor man like you.

Mr. Mingyue laughed and said, "I want to see and listen to the owner of the rain. I'm sorry to bother you to go and tell you that Mingyue came to visit Miss Shu Yuer and ask for a look. Fortunately, how it is."

Xin'er said, "Don't go!"

Mr. Mingyue smiled again: "It's okay if you don't go. Just serve me. Xin'er, beat your back."

A cunning smile flashed in Xin'er's autumn wave and said lightly, "As long as you dare to let the slave serve, I am willing to serve the prince."

Mr. Mingyue nod and smiled, Bihe also brought a tea bowl, and Xin'er came behind Mr. Mingyue.

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "I just beg you to punch me to death."

Xin'er smiled skillfully and said, "Don't worry, son."

Mr. Mingyue lay comfortably on the Taishi chair. Xin'er was really obedient and gently hammered Mr. Mingyue's shoulder. Although Mr. Mingyue did not know what medicine was sold in her gourd, he pretended to be unintentional on the surface, but secretly guarded in his heart.

Mingyue's son noticed Xiner's long nails painted with phoenix flower juice. Qianyu's hand seemed to be gently brushing Mingyue's shoulder, while the long nails of phoenix flower juice slowly leaned against Mingyue's throat. Because Mingyue's son had smelled a faint fragrance, he naturally felt a trace of killing in the fragrance. Qi.

Just as Xin'er had a plan, Mr. Mingyue suddenly took action and grabbed Xin'er's jade hand. Xin'er's face turned pale and exclaimed.

Mr. Mingyue pinched Xin'er's jade hand and said with a smile, "Phoenix flower juice is not suitable for you. You should apply rose juice."

Mr. Mingyue held her hand but did not let go. Xiner smiled and said, "Oh? I don't believe it. The owner of the slave family said that painting Fengxian flower juice is the most beautiful.

Mr. Mingyue smiled again and said, "What if you are not as gentle as a phoenix flower, but with thorns in your fingertips like roses? Ha ha."