When Wu Chongxun wasn't flustered by jealousy, he still had the demeanor of a young master. When he found out why Yang Fan had come and that he had come to pay him a visit, he immediately ordered the servants to prepare a banquet to entertain the guest.
Yang Fan's visit today was perfectly justified. Even though he and Wu Yizong were like fire and water, his friendship with Wu Sansi had not been severed. He could barely be considered half a disciple of King Liang. Now that King Liang's son had come to Chang 'an, he naturally had to pay a visit to King Liang's heir.
Wu Chongxun invited Yang Fan to the reception pavilion, where he and Du Wentian accompanied him. Soon, fine wine and delicacies were served, and the three of them began to drink together. Wu Chongxun was already quite drunk when he returned from the Qu Chi. Now that he was drunk again, he began to drink to his heart's content. His self-control was already lacking, and with Yang Fan raising his cup to toast him, he couldn't help but get drunk.
By the time the banquet ended, Wu Chongxun was so drunk that he couldn't personally see Yang Fan off. He could only force himself to let Du Wentian see Yang Fan off, while he was supported by two eunuchs and staggered back to the inner residence. Yang Fan and Du Wentian walked side by side, neither of them speaking. When they reached the ceremonial gate, Yang Fan stopped and said to Du Wentian, "Young master, please wait a moment."
Du Wentian had overheard part of the conversation between Yang Fan and Princess Anle in the small study, so he was certain that there was something unclear going on between the two. He had already regarded Yang Fan as a rival in love and was filled with jealousy. He didn't want to see him off in the first place, so he immediately stood still and cupped his hands. "General Yang, please take care," he said in a perfunctory manner.
Yang Fan smiled. "I am indebted to Prince Consort Wu and young master Du's warm hospitality for my visit today. I didn't want Prince Consort Wu to be so drunk, so there are some things I haven't said yet. I'll have to ask young master Du to pass on the message. "
Du Wentian said coldly, "What message does General Yang want me to pass on?"
Yang Fan said, "I heard that the new residence that Princess An Le has chosen is right next to this Yang's residence. In the future, our two families will be neighbors, so we should visit each other often. Moreover, this Yang and the Liang Household are old friends. If Princess and Prince Consort are free, Yang Fan would like to host a banquet on the island in the middle of the lake to invite Princess and Prince Consort. "
Du Wentian judged him by his own standards and thought that he had not given up on An Le. His expression immediately changed and said, "Don't worry General, I will definitely pass on the message!" In his heart, however, he had made up his mind that he would never tell An Le about Yang Fan's invitation. He would also think of a way to slander Yang Fan to prevent the two of them from rekindling their old relationship.
Yang Fan saw the change in his expression and knew what was going on. He laughed, cupped his hands and left.
Du Wentian stood at the door and coldly glanced at his back. Without waiting for him to leave, he flicked his sleeves and left.
…
Mo Guan's disciples put in a lot of effort in their performance. There was a sea of people watching on the street, but when it was time to collect the money, more than half of them had left. The young disciple of the illusion group held the gong and sometimes used words to urge the prideful audience not to leave. At other times, he nodded and bowed and passed small messages. The gong clanged and clanged, and after one round, he managed to get a few dozen copper coins.
Mo Guan sat in a small dressing tent set up at the corner of the long stage. Looking at the situation outside, he sighed and said, "Performing on the street is not profitable. It's better to go to the brothel to earn some money."
A disciple standing beside him said, "Master is right. But we have already gone to the more lively brothel in Chang 'an. There won't be that many customers for a while."
Elder Mo nodded and said, "Hmm, we have been in Chang 'an for about a month. After two more days, we will go to Taiyuan."
At this moment, the young disciple who was holding the gong and begging for money walked to a tall young man with a beautiful mustache. He bent his knees and lowered his head, saying with a smile, "Thank you for the reward, Langjun!" The young man smiled and casually tossed it. With a clang, the gong in the young disciple's hand sank.
The young disciple was in charge of begging for money from the audience every day. Even if it was just a few copper coins, he could estimate the amount based on the slight changes in the weight. When he heard such a heavy sound, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. "It's fine if you don't want to reward us, but why did you toss a brick to tease us?"
Judging from the weight, wasn't it just a brick? How could such a heavy piece be gold? But when the young waiter raised his head and saw what was in the gong, he was immediately tongue-tied. Inside the gong was a glistening yellow biscuit that seemed to be round yet not round. It sparkled under the sunlight. It was definitely a piece of gold.
This guest was really generous. He actually rewarded him with a "golden collar". The young disciple was surprised and happy. As if afraid that the guest would go back on his word, he quickly put the gong away and bowed repeatedly while holding it. He repeatedly expressed his thanks, "Thank you, Langjun, for the generous reward. Thank you, Langjun."
The man in green smiled and said, "Take me to see your leader. I have a big deal to discuss with him!"
"Please, please, this way please, noble!"
When the young disciple heard that there was a big deal, he was overjoyed. He didn't care about asking for money anymore and quickly led the man in green to the side of the tent. In the tent, Elder Mo could also see that the guest had given a generous reward. He was about to stand up and go out to welcome them when the young disciple had already led the man in green in.
Mo Guan looked at the gong in the young disciple's hand and saw a glistening yellow piece of gold. His eyes couldn't help but shine with a golden light. He quickly went forward with a face full of smiles and said humbly, "Noble, please take a seat. This old man thanks the noble for the generous reward!"
The man in green stroked his beard and smiled, "Elder, are you the leader of this illusion class?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"Very good. My surname is Yang, Yang Zhigu! My family's matriarch's eightieth birthday is approaching. As a junior, I want to make some rare things to please her. "
When Mo Guan heard the three words "matriarch", he knew that the person was from an official's family. For the matriarch to be called a matriarch, her children and grandchildren must be at least a fifth-rank official. His expression became even more respectful as he quickly said, "Langjun, do you want this old man's illusion troupe to perform at your residence?"
Yang Zhigu shook his head and said, "No! I want to learn some illusionary tricks and put them on at the matriarch's birthday banquet. Since ancient times, there was a saying that old Laizi used colorful clothes to entertain his relatives. To make the matriarch happy, as a grandson, why would I be afraid of playing an actor? "
Mo Guan smiled and said, "Langjun's filial piety is commendable. May I know what tricks Langjun wants to learn?"
Yang Zhigu said, "To be honest, I know some illusionary tricks and have demonstrated them to the matriarch in the past. Therefore, my matriarch will not be interested in ordinary tricks. If I want to learn, I will learn what you are best at."
When Elder Mo heard this, he couldn't help but hesitate. Although this guest was generous and would definitely reward him if he taught him tricks, this was his skill after all. How could he easily show it to others?
Seeing his hesitation, Yang Zhigu couldn't help but laugh, "Elder, don't tell me that you think I want to secretly learn your skills? I am a scholar and will take the imperial examination to become an official in the future. Do you think I will become a street performer? Moreover, I only want to learn one skill from you. I can't take away your rice bowl. "
As he said this, he waved his hand lightly in front of the table. Three glistening yellow gold collars appeared on the table without a sound. Elder Mo's eyes lit up. It wasn't because Yang Zhigu's technique was magical. Although his technique was ingenious, it was not enough in the eyes of an illusionary master like Mo Guan. He saw the three gold collars and became greedy at the sight of money.
Yang Zhigu asked with a smile, "How is it?"
Mo Guan swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice, "Langjun, we Jianghu performers also have our own rules. This illusion trick is mysterious. Langjun's request … is really a bit …"
Yang Zhigu waved his hand and the three gold collars on the table became six. Yang Zhigu stared at him and said, "How about this? Six pieces of gold in exchange for one of your skills! "
"This …"
Elder Mo was still hesitant, but his disciple was a little impatient. He called out in a low voice, "Master!"
Yang Zhigu said, "One spell can't support an entire troupe. You can't be thinking that I can steal your rice bowl just because I learned one of your skills, right? Moreover, with Yang's identity, would he do such a thing? I can guarantee you that if I learn this skill of yours, it will only be to make the Matriarch happy. I won't teach it to anyone else in the future. "
Elder Mo said awkwardly, "Nothing in illusion is real or fake. If you want to turn illusion into reality and falsehood into truth, you need to have a very high level of skill. This requires a long period of hard training. Even if I tell you the trick, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn it quickly."
Yang Zhigu said, "You don't have to worry about this. Whether I can learn it or not, that's my own business. As long as you are willing to teach me wholeheartedly!"
Mo Guan smacked his lips and said in a low voice, "Langjun … can I add one more?" He also felt that he was a little too greedy and didn't have much confidence in what he said.
Yang Zhigu didn't say anything. He just raised his hand and there were three "dang dang dang" sounds. Three more pieces of gold fell on the table. The golden light was dazzling and shone brightly.
Mo Guan was excited. He pressed the gold pieces and asked with a trembling voice, "What do you want to learn?"
Yang Zhigu said word by word, "Head Changing Technique!"
…
The sun was setting in the west and the city was covered in red.
The servant of Long Qing Workshop was about to close the door when he saw a fast horse galloping from afar. On the horse was a man in green, who was very agile. The servant stopped in his tracks and only left the door half open, waiting for the man in green to come.
The horse did not stop for even a moment. When it arrived at the front of the workshop, it saw a man in green, about thirty years of age. He had a beautiful moustache and was full of vigor. The man in green saw the worker waiting in front of the door and laughed at him. In a clear voice he said, "Thanks!" He tossed a shiny object to the worker's feet.
The servant looked down and saw that it was a silver coin. The servant was surprised and happy. He quickly picked it up and turned his head to look. The horse was already galloping in the direction of Long Qing Pond. The servant shouted at the back of the man, "Thanks!" Then he closed the door with a smile.
The man in green quickly arrived on the island and quickly appeared in front of Yang Fan. Yang Fan sat next to a lamp tree. There was a small table in front of him. There were four kinds of delicate dishes on the table that were steaming. Seeing him come in, he smiled and said, "I was worried that you wouldn't come back tonight. Sit down and take a rest. Let's eat and talk."
The man in green was surprised. "Ah Lang hasn't eaten yet?" he asked. Although he still looked like a man, the voice was obviously Gu Zhuting's.
Yang Fan said, "I'm waiting for you. If you haven't come back by the time the door closes, I'll eat alone."
Gu Zhuting's heart warmed. She wanted to take off her disguise first, but now that she knew Ah Lang hadn't eaten yet, she was afraid that he would be hungry. She quickly washed her hands and rushed to his side. Yang Fan prepared a plate of dishes for her and half a bowl of rice porridge for her. He smiled and asked, "You're back so soon. Have you learned it?"
A proud look appeared in Gu Zhuting's eyes. "Mo Ban Zhu said that he had been Shifu's assistant for three years. He also received Shifu's personal guidance and practiced hard for half a year before he was able to use this illusion technique. Therefore, he told me that even if I knew the secret and the technique, it would be very difficult for me to learn it in a short time. However, I'm proficient in jujitsu and stealth skills, some of which are similar to illusions. I've already understood the trick of this technique. As long as I'm given a few days to prepare and practice, I'll be able to use it freely. "
Yang Fan was overjoyed. "Ha ha …" he said, "You've mastered one technique and you've mastered a hundred techniques. Speaking of which, this is the same principle as when I first learned Cuju. Even if I have never practiced Cuju, as long as I understand its principle, I can immediately become a Cuju master. "
The two of them talked while eating. The four dishes were very light, obviously they were prepared according to Gu Zhuting's taste. Gu Zhuting noticed that Yang Fan didn't eat much. She felt uneasy and asked, "Are these dishes not to Ah Lang's taste?"
"That's not it," Yang Fan said with a smile. "It's just that I had some wine today, so I'm not too hungry. Otherwise, how could I not have an appetite with a beauty like you by my side, not to mention the fact that this dish is extremely delicious? "
Gu Zhuting lowered her head shyly and said, "Ah Lang, you're making fun of me again."
"Pfft!" Yang Fan burst into laughter. Gu Zhuting blushed, not knowing what she said wrong. She could only ask in embarrassment, "Ah Lang … Ah Lang, what are you laughing at?"
Yang Fan pointed at her, swaying back and forth as he said, "It's really weird for a man to be so shy and timid. Ha ha, I've already ordered someone to prepare hot water. You can take a bath first. "
Only then did Gu Zhuting remember that she was still dressed as a man, with two strokes of mustache above her lips. She couldn't help but jump up. Thinking that she was still pretending to be cute in front of Ah Lang with such an ugly appearance, Gu Zhuting was so ashamed that she quickly ran away in panic.
The bathroom was steaming and the water was ready. There were many flower petals scattered on the surface of the water, hidden in the mist as if they were flowers growing on the water.
Gu Zhuting was very happy to see Ah Lang's thoughtfulness. She tore off her mustache and untied her hair. While undressing, she suddenly smiled. She suddenly remembered what Yang Fan said just now. She was obviously dressed as a man just now, so how could she be considered a feast for the eyes? Her Langjun was indeed teasing her.
She took off her clothes, then took off her underwear, revealing a graceful and beautiful body. Gu Zhuting held onto the edge of the tub, and just as she dipped her foot into the water, wanting to test the temperature of the water, the door suddenly opened, and Yang Fan unexpectedly walked in.
Gu Zhuting let out a soft cry and quickly jumped up. 'Splash!' her whole body was submerged in the water. Her face was as red as a pomegranate as she timidly said, "Ah Lang …"
Yang Fan laughed like a big bad wolf who had stolen a chicken. "Uh, I suddenly remembered that I have never taken a bath before. Why don't we take a bath together …"
Although Gu Zhuting had already shared a bed with him, she had never bathed with him. For a moment, she was so shy that even the roots of her ears turned red. She did not dare to speak, nor did she dare to look at Yang Fan undressing. She only sat in the water with her eyes closed. From head to toe, she was as red as a cooked shrimp.
She heard the rustling of clothes, followed by the sound of water splashing. Her heart couldn't help but beat faster.
The sound of water splashing was incessant, teasing her heart to the point of rippling. She was about to open her eyes to see what Ah Lang was doing when she suddenly felt a strong hand holding her shoulder. Because of the buoyancy in the water, Gu Zhuting floated over to him like a strand of soft water grass until she drifted into his arms.
"Ah Lang …"
Gu Zhuting snuggled into Yang Fan's arms and rested her head on his shoulder. Since Yang Fan was taking a bath with a beauty, how could he just take a bath? His palm quietly climbed up her jade peaks. Gu Zhuting didn't know what to do. She could only bite her lips and let him bully her. But Langjun became even more aggressive. He grabbed one of her hands and quietly put it into the water, slid it to his lower abdomen and continued to slide it down.
Gu Zhuting naturally understood what he meant. Her soft and delicate hand gently touched his King Kong's Fury Pestle. At first, she shrank back as if she was startled. Then she gently wrapped her hand around it and gently fiddled with it according to his will.
Yang Fan leaned against the wall of the tub and closed his eyes in satisfaction. Seeing that he was very comfortable, Gu Zhuting suddenly gave birth to a great courage. Her small hand played with Yang Fan's lower abdomen for a long time. Her originally jerky technique gradually became skillful, teasing Yang Fan to the point that his breathing became a little faster.
Finally, he began to counterattack. He opened his arms and embraced that exquisite, curvaceous, white, and tender body into his embrace. Gu Zhuting sat in his embrace, her pair of jade-like arms gently resting on his shoulders. Her starry eyes were half closed, and there was a hint of helplessness and gentleness in her shyness. She was a completely different person from her usual shrewd and capable appearance.
Between Yang Fan's palms and fingers, the place that he touched was all soft and smooth. Everywhere he looked, there was a pile of jade powder that was glowing. The touch and sight were both extremely ecstatic, and he immediately felt his lust burning. He grabbed a thick towel from the side of the tub and placed it on the edge of the tub. He then lightly pushed her jade back. Gu Zhuting understood and obediently laid down on the snow-white towel.
Yang Fan lightly stuck to her back. As soon as he touched her smooth and soft buttocks, he couldn't wait to explore the deep stream. The sound of the water splashing could be heard as the waves surged. Endless waves were set off in the middle of the bath. When the waves surged to a high point, they hit Gu Zhuting's perfect and smooth back. When the tide flowed down, it rippled under her moon-like buttocks that were suspended in the air.
Following her lover's wave after wave, Gu Zhuting's heart also rose and fell in the waves of lust. She let out a moan that sounded like she was crying. She respectfully and tenaciously raised her beautiful buttocks, welcoming Yang Fan's increasingly intense thrusts. Her slightly raised red lips were like a delicate and pitiful rose. Seeing that her body was becoming more and more fragile, her slender waist involuntarily swayed and straightened.
Yang Fan only felt that the buttocks under him were smooth and round, plump and firm. The extreme pleasure made his lust rise continuously. The bright light shone on the female body under him. The beautiful body that was lying on the edge of the tub was half submerged in the water and half exposed. It was like a beautiful snake climbing on the edge of the tub, waiting for the great sorcerer to subdue the demon.
The beautiful snake gradually couldn't stand the great sorcerer Yang's divine power. Her body went limp. Just as her body went limp, she was scooped up from the water by Yang Fan. The sound of slapping was as rapid as the rain. Gu Zhuting felt that it was difficult to breathe. But she liked it this way. She liked to be ravaged by him. She liked to be played by him. She liked to be conquered by him …
Suddenly, the beautiful snake seemed to have been hit where it hurt. Her slender jade neck suddenly swung. With a soul-stirring 'cry of despair', her whole body went limp and she could no longer move …
The petals on the surface of the water gently undulated, and the waves in the bathtub gradually calmed down. However, the waves in Gu Zhuting's heart had not completely calmed down. She rested her flushed cheeks on Yang Fan's shoulder, and Yang Fan could hear her heart beating twice as fast as usual.
Yang Fan patted her buttocks twice and chuckled. He knew that this time she was really tortured. Almost half an hour was spent in the most violent storm. Even a beautiful and mature woman like Princess Taiping could not bear it, let alone a woman like her who had just become a married woman.
Yang Fan held her in his arms and loved her tenderly. Following his gentle caress and the warmth of the water, Gu Zhuting gradually recovered her strength. She faintly sighed and looked at her lover with her somewhat dazed eyes. She said in a low voice, "I'm really going to die because of you."
Yang Fan smiled mischievously. "You're not dead yet. It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Practice hard and you'll come back for revenge next time."
Gu Zhuting blushed and gently bit his chest. Yang Fan smiled and hugged her delicate body. He whispered, "Go back and investigate Du Wentian. There may be an affair between him and An Le. Maybe we can use this matter to our advantage."
"Okay!"
Gu Zhuting meekly agreed. But the time it took for her to answer was two beats slower than usual. She gasped a few more times and gently raised her body. Her breasts were half submerged in the water like a pair of jade melons. Her breathing was much more comfortable when she was slightly out of the water. "Ah Lang, she really has a trick up her sleeve?"
"Yes! I tried to dispel her idea, but she refused. Her action of avenging her brother and sister made me look at her in a new light. But she will implicate Wan 'er, so I can't just sit back and watch. An Le has always done things without considering the consequences. I have to be careful when dealing with her. I have braved many storms and waves, so I can't fail miserably and fall into the hands of a little loach like her. "
"Ah Lang won't lose."
Gu Zhuting gently wrapped her soft and boneless arms around Yang Fan's neck. She stuck out her thin tongue and coquettishly licked his chest. She said in a sweet voice, "When I roamed Jianghu, I was called a she-devil. But now, Ah Lang has taught me a lesson. How can that little seductress be Ah Lang's opponent?"
Yang Fan was surprised and delighted. Gu Zhuting had flattered him many times, but when did she learn to tease him? This pun and this flirtatious licking made Yang Fan's little Yang Fan eager to have a go.
"Ah! Ah Lang, please spare my life. I don't want it anymore! "
Along with the sweet begging, wind and rain started to blow in the bathroom again …
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