But before Yu Qingling could open her mouth, Madame Song, who was very experienced in observing people's expressions, said sternly, "Shut up! Yu Qingling, get out! "
Yu Qingling stood up absent-mindedly and left the room in a daze.
Madame Song smiled bitterly and said, "Prince, Yu Qingling is just a child. She has lived her whole life in Snow Lotus City without any wind or rain. She doesn't know anything. Please don't blame her."
Hsu Fengnian bent down and picked up the teapot. He poured a cup of tea for himself and also poured a cup for Madame Song. He shook his head and said, "It's fine."
Madame Song said softly, "Snow Lotus Building is a Mandarin Duck Building with two buildings connected by a corridor in the sky. That's why it has the reputation of 'Pavilion in the Sky'. The front building is mainly used for banquets and tea. Guests usually come in at night and leave in the morning. The back building is used for accommodation. Most of the guests who are familiar with Snow Lotus Building can enter. It's just that this servant doesn't know if Prince wants to live in the back building or find a quiet house nearby to rest. It's not far, it only takes half a cup of tea's time. "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "It's not too troublesome. I'll just live in the back building."
Madame Song was a bit hesitant. The back building had a first-class room that was not inferior to a marquis's house. However, Snow Lotus Building was filled with people from all over the world. There were many rich people who spent a lot of money to stay in this gentle place. Often, they would stay for ten days to half a month. Dirty things often happened in this place. What Madame Song meant was that she hoped that the young prince could choose a quiet courtyard in the noisy place. Otherwise, it would be inappropriate for the dignified King of Beiliang to live on the same floor with those men. However, since he said so, Madame Song didn't add more feet to the snake. She led Hsu Fengnian down to the sixth floor and walked through the unique corridor. When they arrived at the back building, Madame Song didn't ask the women in Snow Lotus Building to prepare the clothes he needed to change into after bathing. She did everything herself, even pouring water into the bathtub in the room. As for the matter of volunteering herself to sleep with him, Madame Song didn't dare to expect it, nor would she think about it. In the brothels of the world, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how many men you have under your skirt, aren't they all mediocre? Growing out of the mud without being stained? Did she really think that she was a female Bodhisattva sitting on a lotus platform?
Hsu Fengnian, dressed in rags, walked Madame Song to the door. He took off the cold knife, took a bath, changed his clothes, shaved his beard, and trimmed his nails. Finally, he felt refreshed. And then he sat down in front of the table. His mind stirred slightly. The remnants of the flying swords that Đồng Thái gave him years ago flew out of his sleeve and floated about a foot away from the table. Black Armor, Childhood Sweetheart, Morning Dew, Spring Water, Peach Blossom, Moth Mei, Vermilion Bird, Huang Tong Suan, Golden Thread Tai 'e. At first, there were a total of twelve flying swords, each containing twelve different sword forms. The sword forms were already clear in his heart, but after several great battles, there were only four flying swords left. Childhood Sweetheart, Huang Tong Suan. People often say that things remain the same, but people change. However, on Hsu Fengnian's side, it was people who relied on old things that gradually disappeared. Hsu Fengnian did not put away the four flying swords that depended on each other. He let them rest quietly on the table, closed his eyes, and began to breathe. The reason why Daoists were proficient in the art of breathing and advocated returning to simplicity was because there was a saying that when a newborn baby fell to the ground, it would spit out the turbid Qi from his previous life. Young children often cried because they did not hide the turbid Qi in their abdomen. They did not know the art of breathing and nourishing their body, but their zhenqi naturally existed for a long time. Therefore, it fit the word 'naive'. When a person grew up, although he learned to endure things silently and liked to praise someone's maturity by not showing his joy, in the eyes of Daoists, it was contrary to his nature.
Hsu Fengnian was half asleep and half awake. He was in a trance.
He breathed in and out, and his mind was retracted and released. At this moment, he could hear many movements inside and outside the Snow Lotus Tower. The next moment, it was as if the world was completely silent.
Hsu Fengnian thought of the blind old soldier, Xu Yongguan, from the Fish Drum Camp, who sent him off six hundred times on his way to the Capital Post.
He thought of the Youzhou cavalry who fought from Ji Bei to the mouth of the Calabash.
He thought of many people and many things.
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After an unknown period of time, Hsu Fengnian was awakened by the sound of light footsteps outside the door. He suddenly realized that the lanterns outside the window were already lit. Hsu Fengnian put away his flying sword and walked to the window, lost in thought.
After this battle, Hsu Fengnian was confident that it would not take long before he could fight Tuoba Bodhisattva to a draw. He would also be able to compete with Đồng Thái, who had the strongest killing power among the four grandmasters. As for Cao Changqing, who was considered to be the most famous among the four grandmasters, but was only considered to be the last among the four grandmasters. After all, Tuoba Bodhisattva was publicly recognized as the number two who would only lose to Wang Xianzhi. Đồng Thái had also improved after Li Chungang lent him his sword and went to the sea to visit the immortals. Hsu Fengnian used the momentum of defeating Wang Xianzhi in one move and his reputation in Jianghu was like the sun in the sky. Only Cao Changqing had not fought with a grandmaster of the same cultivation level for many years. Even though he appeared briefly with Ginger in Great Peace City, he did not fight. He only fought with Gu Jiantang, Liu Hao, and the others. There was no real life and death battle. Therefore, compared to Hsu Fengnian, Đồng Thái, and Tuoba Bodhisattva, it was inevitable that he would be looked down upon. However, Hsu Fengnian was well aware that after Confucian Sage Cao Changqing changed his mind, not only was his cultivation base the highest among the four, he was also the one with the strongest battle prowess. At this time, Cao Changqing might not be inferior to himself when his Celestial Being physique was at its peak.
Outside the room, Madame Song brought along the elite men of sacrifice of the Whisk Chamber whose name Hsu Fengnian still didn't know. She gently knocked on the door. After getting permission, Madame Song pushed the door open and said, "Liu Huaixi came to visit Snow Lotus House alone. I didn't dare to make a decision on my own, so I had to disturb Prince's rest. "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Let's go and meet him together. I'm also very curious about this legendary figure who ruled over a region. Madame Song, when the time comes, just tell him that I'm the new guard of Snow Lotus House. "
Madame Song smiled faintly and endured. Hsu Fengnian joked, "Hmm, indeed. Even if Snow Lotus House is rich and overbearing, it doesn't seem like they can afford to hire a hired thug like me."
The three of them walked together in the corridor that was covered with Western Shu's gorgeous silk. After turning a corner, they passed by a room. Coincidentally, a guest opened the door and a group of people filed out. There were four men and one woman. The woman wore a purple dress with a purple scabbard and a delicate purple bamboo flute hanging from her waist. The woman was beautiful, but her face was cold and distant. The other three young men had different styles. The leader had a lively personality and a delicate face. "He" jumped out of the door with his hands crossed behind his back. He was talking to a tall man with sword-like eyebrows with a smile. The other person had the demeanor of a noble family. He had a jade-like face and was dressed luxuriously. He was whispering to an old man with graying temples who carried a sword on his back. The two groups of people bumped into each other. In fact, each side took a step back and brushed past each other lightly. However, the men of sacrifice who led the way for Xu Fengnian and Madame Song did not intend to stop. As for the "young master" who went out first, he was probably used to being spoiled by the elders at home, so he did not have a good temper. He blocked the way in the middle of the corridor, shook his shoulders, and squinted his eyes and laughed. Madame Song frowned slightly. Hsu Fengnian shook his head without batting an eyelid. Madame Song understood tacitly and said to the top master of Snow Lotus House who wanted to barge through, "Meng Li, forget it."
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