When the time was almost midnight, martial law was obviously beginning in the palace city, and secret guards were inspecting and searching for the thieves everywhere, but the focus was still on the Tai Chi Palace.

Xu Buling left the imperial city from the sparsely defended Changle Palace. After returning to Yongchangfang, he began to run quickly, and his face was not very good to be honest.

Today, I should have entered the palace to meet the emperor and tried every means to ask about the whereabouts of the Dragon Lock Gu, but the defense of Tai Chi Palace made him understand what a king of a country is. If he could get close to him by his personal martial arts alone, the world would be in chaos.

Now it seems that I can only go back and wait slowly. If I can ask the emperor about the solution to the Dragon Lock Gu from the emperor, if the emperor attacks him before this, I can only leave it to fate.

As the rise and fall of the pavilions on the streets, Xu Buling took out a small golden cloth from his arms and looked at it, with a headache.

The lotus is as thin as a cicada's wings. It is smaller than a handkerchief when folded and has almost no weight. It still has a few traces of wetness and residual heat.

Xu Buling secretly dispels the lotus hidden carp when he turned over. Today, he was helpless to use the empress dowager to hide. In order to prevent the empress dowager from shaking the matter out of impulse, he could only find something as a handle. The roughly meaning is that the empress dowager dares to tell him about his private entry into the palace, so he shakes the lotus hidden carp out and dies together.

Xu Buling was a little disgusted with bullying a pretty widow, but it was hard to feel relieved if he didn't do so. He could only wait until the matter was settled and apologized.

Looking back at the scene just now, as a normal man, it is definitely fake to say that he has no strange thoughts. He hugged each other closely, and the empress dowager basically didn't wear anything. After half an hour, she even found out her size. Her skin was smooth and her size was comparable to Aunt Lu...

Thinking of this, Xu Buling suddenly frowned: How could I know Aunt Lu’s size...

Because of distractedness, my feet slipped and almost fell from the roof.

Xu Buling quickly put away his messy thoughts, stuffed the lotus hiding carp into his arms, and quickly walked towards Yingchun Tower.

It was the eighth day of the first lunar month. Although it was already late at night, the bustling market was still crowded with people. Pedestrians were shoulder to shoulder on Zhuangyuan Street, and the noise among the huts and wineries could be heard halfway through the street.

While Xu Buling was marching on the roof, several pedestrian conversations attracted his attention:

"Hurry, Yingchun Tower is so lively tonight, and a noble man spends a lot of money..."

"Yes, such a generous young man has been the first in decades..."

Xu Buling slowed down a little, and he couldn't help but nodded in his heart: Song Yufu seemed to be a little useful, and she didn't mess up the matter. As long as the news of his spending a lot of money in Yingchun Tower tonight, he would naturally separate himself from the assassin who sneaked into the palace...

But Xu Buling was not happy for long, and another conversation came:

"It seems something happened..."

"I heard that I've messed with a big shot who shouldn't be messed with..."

???

Xu Buling frowned slightly, a little confused. Song Xiaofu reported his name and could he still mess with big names he shouldn't have messed with... The emperor is in Yingchun Tower?

Thinking of this, Xu Buling was shocked and rushed to Yingchun Tower in a hurry...

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Earlier.

After Xu Buling left Yingchun Tower, Song Yufu leaned on the soft collapse behind the pearl curtain, waiting for the start of the piano music.

The hall of Yingchun Building was filled with people, and there were many gentry and powerful people from inside and outside Chang'an City. Young talents were shoulder to shoulder. They were reluctant to sit in the hall without any identity.

Yingchun Tower is a benchmark for the romantic occasions in Chang'an City. In the past few days, the top names in brothels all over the city have come here, and the Enke, the top names in each of the top names, naturally also came.

Xiao Ting will naturally not be absent in such occasions that show off his elegance in a famous scholar. He was sitting in the most eye-catching position in the center of the hall, wearing a black gold-edged young master's robe, holding a teacup, looking like he was arrogant without anger, and was accepting the flattery of many dog-legged legs.

The two people sitting next to Xiao Ting were Liu Pingyang's son Liu Changrun. Liu Pingyang was appointed as the Grand Marshal and was in charge of the military affairs of Dayue. The golden seal and purple ribbon were ranked alongside Xiao Chuyang. The Liu family was also a general family in Guanzhong area with a unique status.

Xiao Ting sat on his left hand with a fat man named Wang Bao. His name is ordinary and his son is not very high. However, when he mentioned this person, he had a nickname called "Wang Bancheng", who was famous for being rich and powerful. Today he was pulled over to be a surrender by Xiao Ting.

Wang Bao was covered in fat for about 300 kilograms. At this time, he held a petite teacup and came to Xiao Ting to show his attentiveness:

"Young Master Xiao, I don't know which girl you fell in love with tonight. With me, Wang Bao, you have to choose a name, she must be the courtesan."

Xiao Ting held the teacup with disgust: "Damn fat pig, are you stupid? I can't say that any girl I like. Otherwise, if someone like you is dedicated to spending money, this courtesan competition will be boring."

Xiao Ting has always had this kind of virtue, and Wang Bao was not angry, but felt kind, and nodded repeatedly: "What Mr. Xiao taught me is that it is often said that 'A true gentleman is a true gentleman who watches chess and does not interrupt."

Xiao Ting nodded with satisfaction and looked at Liu Changrun sitting next to him: "Liu Manzi, which girl did you like today?"

"Liu Manzi" naturally refers to Liu Changrun. Dayue established the country with martial arts, but today's priests attach importance to literati. Therefore, the relationship between civil and military officials has always been inconsistent. However, when Zi's wrists are very tough today, there was no scene of party disputes.

As the son of the Taiwei of the dynasty, Liu Changrun was not inferior to Xiao Ting in terms of status. He was called "Liu Manzi". He immediately replied:

"Xiao Shazi, who do I like to have sex with you?"

His tone was a little rushing, and Xiao Ting yelled, because he couldn't beat him, so he was too lazy to pay attention to it.

Seeing that Xiao Ting didn't jump, he lost interest in teasing, Liu Changrun looked up at a private room above:

"I heard that Xu Buling came earlier, too, don't you, the uncle, go and have a look?"

"Um?"

Xiao Ting's eyes lit up. He put down the teacup and stood up and looked around for a while, and said aloud:

"Xu Buling, I didn't even call me when I walked in the brothel. Come out for my uncle!"

After saying that, he ran to Liu Changrun and used Liu Changrun's tall body as a shield.

The guests all over the place were all unknown.

Liu Changrun looked at Xiao Ting for no reason:

"Young Master Xiao, are you?"

Xiao Ting waited for a long time, but he didn't see anything inside the lid of the teacup fly down, and it was a little strange:

"Hey, why didn't Xu Buling hit me? Are you sure he's here?"

“…”

Everyone was not funny, so they could only think that nothing had happened.

In the bustling crowds, a gong sounded on the stage.

After a few opening remarks from the manager, Yingying and Yanyan began to appear one after another.

Although Xiao Ting was ignorant, no one knew about romantic occasions. He knew that Liu Changrun liked the Qing Gun Yuer girl in Cuiyan Pavilion, and had been showing her support for the past six months.

In fact, it’s just a matter of one sentence for princes and nobles who are at their level.

But when it comes to conquering women, men always like to rely on their "personal charm". If they really rely on their power to get a courtesan home, it will be meaningless and will be ridiculed by those sour scholars.

Liu Changrun has been working hard for half a year, and the Qing Gun seems to have been moved a little bit. I am afraid that after he becomes the courtesan today, Liu Changrun can be the guest of the curtain.

Xiao Ting came here today, not jealous of Liu Changrun. The top swift in Yingchunlou composed his song "My Prime Minister Dad" into a song. If such a spiritual girl cannot be a courtesan, how can Xiao Ting stay in Chang'an in the future?

There is only one courtesan, so the two eldest sons will naturally not disappoint the person they like, and they will have a fight before the singing and dancing begins.

With the expectant eyes of the guests, Yingchunlou, the boss, was the first to wait for the show, and the performance was naturally Xiao Ting's song "My Prime Minister Dad".

To be honest, a beauty of 28 years old, holding the pipa and singing this non-stop lyrics without changing her face, can achieve her perfect skills.

The guests present were full of respect, stroking their beards or nodding, as if they were immersed in the difficult-to-find artistic conception of this word.

Liu Changrun dared to laugh at Xiao Ting, but he did not dare to ridicule Xiao Xiang. At this time, he also kept listening seriously and felt very uncomfortable.

With a melodious singing voice, the hall of Nou Da was silent until the end of the song.

Xiao Ting's eyes were filled with tears, and he stood up and clapped his hands hard:

"good!"

"well……"

“Okay…”

The sounds of conformity are continuous, and many "talented men" have begun to appreciate the wonderful things, and their performances are more realistic than the other.

Wang Bao naturally stood up at this time and wiped his eyes with his sleeve:

"This song is actually the sound of nature. Wang only felt that his heart was surging. He regretted that he met too late, so he should appreciate it, and should appreciate it!"

As he said that, he waved his hand, and called the manager over and put a stack of silver notes on the pallet.

The manager said loudly with surprise:

"Young Master, reward one thousand taels."

“Wow—…”

Although everyone was not surprised, they all showed a look of surprise and admiration, and they were still looking for Xiao Ting.

The courtesan on the stage was also three points of shyness and seven points of gentleness, and nodded to Xiao Ting and bowed.

Xiao Ting clasped his fists in all directions and sat down swayingly. This kind of generous demeanor made people speechless.

As soon as Xiao Ting spoke, no one dared to jump out and compete with Xiao Ting for the girl. The manager knew that this would happen, so he was ready to take the stage and let the next girl appear.

But at this moment, a little Si ran to the fence on the second floor and said loudly:

"Crown Prince Su, redeem Miss Yuyan, and open the Yingchun Tower by yourself."

“???”

“!!!”

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Chapter completed!