diskusbooks Chapter 480: 8 Immortals Gathering Spring Tower
Chapter 480: 8 Immortals Gathering Spring Tower
In Panjiu City, Zuichunlou is very famous. Li Changxiao, who has extra money and is free to do whatever he wants, cannot miss it, so he happened to come. However, although he has extra money, he can have no worries about food, shelter and transportation, but if he goes to Zuichunlou to have fun, he will be a little tight on money. He can't afford Zuichunhua and Hanxianghua.
Anyway, the main thing is to experience, he sits quietly in the hall, drinks and eats alone, with a false intention wrapped around him, seemingly real and fake, but in that place of fireworks, he leaves a corner of pure land. It's not that he is aloof and looks down on this place of red powder, but this Panjiu City has undercurrents that mortals cannot see and wind and rain that they cannot detect.
Li Changxiao did this on purpose, so Zhang Long and Zhao Hu sat next to him, but they did not notice that the man in white, who had met them several times, was only three or two steps away, at the next table.
Li Changxiao drank by himself and had nothing to say. However, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu ordered Zui Chun Hua and burned four-inch incense. After the old man loudly announced, everyone looked at them.
The two brothers had bright faces and smiled, and they bowed to everyone, saying "Let's have fun together". Although there were dozens of large tables in Zuichunlou, most of them were full of people, but most of them were fragrant flowers and lingering fragrance flowers, and most of them were three-inch and two-inch incense.
Therefore, when Zhang Long and Zhao Hu arrived, they were Zui Chunhua and Si Cunxiang. Such a size was enough to attract people's attention. Many women looked at them lovingly. Their eyes were full of autumn water waves, which made people feel numb both physically and mentally.
There were dozens of tables, but only three or five of them could afford to light up the Drunken Spring Flower and burn the Four-inch Incense. At this time, the madam changed her clothes and came downstairs. I could only say that after dressing up carefully, her demeanor was really good. She was over thirty years old, her demeanor had faded a little, but she had a different kind of charm. With a twist of her waist and a swing of her legs, her skirt fluttered and her hair flowed. That kind of charm and interest could not be described in words.
However, when she sat on Zhao Hu and raised her hand to toast, Zhao Hu's face turned pale and he sat up suddenly.
Zhao Hu slammed the table and shouted angrily: "How dare you!"
The madam smiled sweetly, sitting with her legs crossed, showing off her voluptuous yet sexy figure, and asked, "Sir, don't you like it?"
Zhang Long's face turned pale, and he slowly stood up. The reason was simple, the woman's clothes were imitating the style of an imperial skirt. The current emperor of Dayu was a female emperor, and this was known to everyone in the world.
The empress loved clothes and often held spinning competitions to recruit skilled craftsmen from all over the world to weave exquisite clothes and skirts. Those who liked her clothes would be rewarded with a hundred gold coins. The style of the madam's clothes was very similar to the "Misty Moon Gauze Skirt", not... At first glance, they were almost the same.
Your Majesty has worn that hazy moon-gauze skirt before, and he liked it very much and praised it highly. So when the old procuress wore this dress and sat on Zhao Hu, the latter lost his composure and stood up in a hurry.
If he doesn't handle it carefully, the consequences will be disastrous. If he is accused of insulting the emperor, he will be the same as that criminal next year, wearing a body-covering robe, a rope of sin tied around his body, and black iron shackles on his feet. He will go all the way south and die without a name. In the next life, he will be a beast and a cow again.
However, the madam remained calm as usual. She fluttered her dress and opened her red lips, "Am I not pretty?"
Zhao Hu's eyelids twitched and he felt ruthless in his heart. This woman wanted to kill him. Given the situation today, it would be unreasonable for him not to beat her to death.
Just as he was concentrating his energy and raising his stick to kill, he saw a man entering Zuichunlou from the doorway. This man was wearing an official uniform and strode in. Everyone looked at him sideways. Zhang Long was relieved to see the man. He didn't expect to meet the prefect of Panjiu City here.
Such a difficult problem, let's throw it away, let's throw it away... Thinking of this, the two brothers walked to the prefect and told him what happened. They thought the prefect would be furious and order the arrest of the brothel owner, but unexpectedly he frowned and did not hold the brothel owner accountable, but instead scolded Zhao Hu and Zhang Long.
"Xiao Hu and Xiao Long, don't make a big deal out of this." The prefect said, "Let me ask you, has His Majesty issued an order that no woman in the world can wear this skirt?"
"This..." Zhao Hu and Zhang Long were silent.
"That's not right?" The prefect patted the two men on the shoulders. "Besides, this is not Dayu City. Even if His Majesty really gave the order, what would happen?"
"You!" Zhang Long glared.
The prefect laughed loudly and gave a few glances. Zhang Long and Zhao Hu seemed to understand something and laughed too. The prefect saw that the two men were tactful and gave them a seat with him.
Li Changxiao, who was standing aside, glanced at them, playing with his wine out of boredom. He raised his eyes to look at the lights, the flowers, the beautiful figure on the red stage, the various forms of life, and finally his eyes fell on the prisoner.
Those eyes were as still as dead water.
He muttered to himself, "Break the heart..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his fragrance just dissipated, and the last wisp of fragrance dissipated. According to the rules of Zuichunlou, people leave when the fragrance is gone. It seems to be a reminder for me to leave. It is not easy to interfere with the hidden meaning.
Never mind, it's a blessing, not a disaster. If it's a disaster, you can't avoid it. You can avoid a disaster for a while, but you can't avoid it forever. Li Changxiao drank the wine, stood up and left silently.
After wandering around for more than half a day, I went back to my nest to sleep.
The man in white walked away gracefully and silently. No one knew when he came, and no one knew when he left.
Inside Zuichunlou, the place was still lively as ever. The prefect and Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were drinking and laughing, having a great time. The round table was large, and the three of them sat at one corner each, with a woman in their arms on each side.
The madam sat sideways on Zhao Hu's lap, pouring wine and drinking from the cup. Zhao Hu laughed and never got tired of it. He pinched the madam's chin and became more and more pleased the more he looked at her. That charm touched his heart.
Zhang Long was also envious when he saw her. The hazy moon-shaped gauze skirt was exquisite and decent. The madam was not bad in appearance, and the skirt and the woman complemented each other, making her even more beautiful. In a trance, it was better not to say anything. In comparison, the people he held on both sides were inferior by half.
"Brother Xiaolong, are you also tempted?" The prefect saw through his thoughts and pointed at a woman and said, "You, change into a black pearl silk skirt."
The black pearl silkworm skirt, like the hazy moon gauze skirt, is the dress that His Majesty often wears. Zhang Long bowed and thanked him, full of anticipation.
The prefect had an even bigger appetite, so he asked the girl beside him to change into an imperial dress as well. The three of them each held one, looking as elegant as gods.
Being drunk and lustful, he didn't care about anything offensive or not. As the saying goes, a night of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold. With such a beautiful scene and a beauty by his side, even if he was beheaded tomorrow, what was there to fear?
Go happily, go happily, don’t think about those mysterious things.
"My Lord, what is she? She looks scary. Standing there from the beginning and being stared at by her is really creepy."
At this time, a woman pointed at the unnamed prisoner and asked in a tender and soft voice.