Yang Fan and Tin Aino's party hurried to the banks of the Luo River and stopped. The servants began to get busy. Several large men took out poles and began to set up the tents. Others unloaded bamboo mats, felt blankets, and various other utensils from their carriages and began to set up the tents.
Their arrival did not attract Madam Yao's attention. There were many people who came to the Luo River to sightsee, so who had the leisure to pay attention to just who had set up the tents next to them?
The tents set up by Yang Fan's party were between two families of tourists who had come to enjoy the autumn scenery. To their right was Madam Yao's tent, while to their left was another group of tourists.
Within this tent, three women were currently sitting on felt blankets, playing a drinking game. The servants stood around respectfully, waiting upon him.
In the middle of the three women, there was a tortoise made of jade. The tortoise was carrying a candle-shaped tube on its back. The entire tortoise and the candle-shaped tube were carved from a single piece of jade. The tube was also engraved with lotus-shaped buttons.
Within the tube was a long jade token. One of the women took one out and glanced at the words engraved on the token. She smiled and said, "Do not do to others what you do not want done to yourself. Release! Haha, I don't need to drink this round. "
Although this woman was beautifully dressed and skillfully applied makeup, it still could not conceal her old age. It was only because she had taken good care of her skin that her skin was rather tender. Coupled with the fact that she wore a black wig that covered her head of white hair, she appeared somewhat younger.
However, time spared no one. After all, she was a woman over sixty years of age. The wrinkles on her face were as clear as the carvings on the turtle's back. The other two women were different. These two women seemed to be in their twenties. They were charming and incomparably beautiful.
One of the young women reclined on the couch. She wore a large red peony gown, a white muslin gown, and a pink daffodil flower and green leaf skirt. The skirt was wrinkled, and when the sunlight shone on it, it seemed like the snowy moonlight spilled onto the ground, making her graceful and gentle figure seem even more alluring.
This mature and charming woman was not dressed like the old woman. Her beautiful black hair was only tied up with a hairband. Two strands of hair fell over her slender shoulders, making her slightly wide and somewhat rigid chin appear pointy, giving her a charming and playful air.
Her forehead was broad and fair, as if it was inlaid with a beautiful piece of jade. Especially her skin, it was snow-white and tender like a newborn baby, and that pair of rosy and plump lips made her look even more tender and alluring.
The autumn wind blowing from the Luo River carried the fragrance of osmanthus, and from time to time, it would gently lift her skirt, allowing her smooth and jade-like legs to sneak out for a breath of fresh air.
The other woman was different from this incomparably beautiful woman. Her appearance, temperament, and clothing were like that of a young woman, but also like that of a young woman. It was very difficult to accurately judge.
She wore a plain white gown, a watery green grass pleated skirt, and a white brocade belt was tied around her slender waist. Her black jade-like hair was simply coiled into a flying immortal bun, with only a white plum blossom hairpin in it. With her long and elegant neck, she was both simple and noble.
Her appearance was very elegant, and she was originally a beauty, but compared to the extremely charming red-clothed young woman next to her, her appearance paled in comparison. However, her body had a special kind of womanly scent, soft and gentle, the kind of scent that could directly drill into one's heart.
The most beautiful was not necessarily the most feminine, but she was full of feminine scent. Her facial features and figure seemed to cater to the tastes of men, giving people a feeling of wanting to love and protect her at first sight.
The white, wide-forehead, and charming young woman did not pay attention to the old woman's laughter. She slightly raised her head and listened to the shouts and neighs of horses outside the tent. She frowned slightly and said unhappily, "Why can't even this place be peaceful?"
The woman in plain white gown laughed and said, "You, why bother with him? The autumn air is refreshing, and there are naturally many tourists. We will just enjoy ourselves. "
As she said this, her white hand lightly stretched out and took out a jade chip from the jade tube. After a careful look, it was engraved with the words, "Having a friend come from afar is not a joyous occasion. Five points for the honored guest."
The woman in plain white gown said sweetly, "Having a friend come from afar is not a joyous occasion. Haha, this is the will of heaven. Ling Yue, you should drink half a cup. "
The red-clothed young woman lazily picked up the jasper cup and gently sipped half a cup of wine. She put down the cup and casually picked up a cup. Like a Persian cat, she squinted her eyes and glanced up. She said, "The way is not good, floating on the sea, I drink ten points. Ah! Today, this wine has chosen my family? "
The old woman in her sixties sitting above her laughed loudly. She raised the wine pot and attentively filled the jasper cup for her. She said with a smile, "Today's banquet was originally set up for you to relax. Even the heavens have sensed our good intentions. Haha, since it is so, Ling Yue should drink another cup!"
The red-clothed young woman was not afraid of wine. She picked up the cup and drained it in one gulp.
At this time, on Yang Fan's side, cloth had been set up, felt blankets were laid out, seats, cushions, and tables were set up. Food boxes were opened and various kinds of food were placed on the table. Wine, three basil milk, cheese, and other drinks were also set up.
The wine utensils they used were either gold or silver. The Tangs liked prosperity. They were not afraid of wearing red or purple, and they did not dislike gold and silver. They were afraid that when the word "gold" was mentioned, it would be tainted with vulgar hypocrisy. There was no market for this in the Tangs.
An octagonal golden cup decorated with the image of a barbarian and a silver plate engraved with complex geometric patterns were placed on the table. The gold and silver light reflected off each other, making it look magnificent.
Yang Fan stood by the side of the tent with his arms crossed. He glanced at Madam Yao's tent on the right and asked Chu Kuangge with a smile, "Brother Chu, what are your brothers best at?"
Chu Kuangge didn't understand his intentions for a moment, so he said, "About this … To tell you the truth, my brothers are all thieves, and most of what they learn are not elegant things. I wonder what brother is referring to?"
Chu Kuangge was not stupid. Yang Fan had used his men to inquire about Madam Yao and Liu Junfan's every move. Now that they had followed Madam Yao here, Chu Kuangge knew that they must have something up their sleeves. Chu Kuangge even had some doubts about their identities as the Western Regions' tyrants.
However, it was not important whether Xiahou Ying was the real daughter of a Western Regions' rich and powerful family. What was important was that the salary she paid him was genuine. They, the ruffians, had to stand up for others when necessary to seek revenge and eliminate disasters. Why should they care about her identity?
Therefore, Chu Kuangge was happy to pretend that he did not know anything. As long as the other party's actions did not seriously violate the laws of the country and implicate his brothers, he would not ask. Xiahou Ying and Yang Fan seemed to see that he had already suspected their identities, but they did not point it out or make any further attempts to cover it up. The two sides maintained a subtle tacit understanding.
Yang Fan said leisurely, "Brother Chu, please do not be angry if I say something. What people in the streets are best at should be provoking trouble and fighting, right? "
Chu Kuangge's expression changed slightly. "Why do you say that, brother? After we were hired by Miss Xiahou, we have never caused trouble … "
Yang Fan interrupted him and raised his chin at the people who were cooking food and wrestling in full swing. He said, "I am not blaming Brother Chu's brothers for causing trouble. I just see that those people are enjoying themselves and are very boring. Why don't you let your men go over and have some fun? "
Chu Kuangge glanced at the people on Madam Yao's side and couldn't help but feel enlightened. As expected, Yang Fan was going to cause trouble!
Chu Kuangge's eyes revealed a faint smile as he calmly replied, "If it was anything else, I really wouldn't dare to pat my chest and guarantee that they would be able to accomplish it. As for provoking trouble and fighting … "
Chu Kuangge sighed softly and said leisurely, "I really can't think of anyone who can do better than them!"
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