The Bottle Alley in Jiaqing was located in the northeast corner of Flying Fox City, not too far from the inn. Before they reached the Bottle Alley, they passed by a street full of brothels. Many beautiful girls and pimps were trying to attract customers. Li Liu was basking in Hsu Fengnian's glory. Although His Royal Highness was handsome, Shu Xiu's personal taste dictated that other than the image of a boorish man, the rest of his face was that of a delicate scholar. Compared to His Royal Highness, his handsome face was much less feminine, but it was still quite outstanding. Moreover, Hsu Fengnian was tall and slender, dressed in a white and black robe, clean and fresh. On top of that, he had a leisurely aura that Li Liu would never be able to cultivate in his entire life. How could he let the brothels, whose motto had always been to kill the wrong person, let him go so easily?
They didn't dare to pull this Young Master's sleeve, but the poor boy Li Liu, who didn't have much of a bearing, was in a miserable state. Well, it couldn't be said that he was miserable. Li Liu's face was flushed red as he was pushed and shoved by the middle-aged brothel keeper and the young girls. It was inevitable that his arms would rub against that heavy and soft bulge, and he enjoyed it. In his heart, he wished that Young Master Xu would walk a little slower, a little slower.
Of course, the Bottle Alley would not be opened here to compete with the common girls. There was a row of secluded houses and courtyards by the Jiaqing Lake, which made the Bottle Alley seem even more unsullied.
The three of them finally walked past the thick and powdery flowers. While Young Master Xu was walking on the bluestone path by the lake, Li Liu secretly raised his arm and sniffed. It was so fragrant. His mind was filled with the smiling faces and voices of the girls. Li Liu knew that they were not from a decent family, but he could not help but think about it again and again. He thought that if his future wife could be as beautiful as them, his life would be worth it. Li Liu noticed that the little girl held by Young Master Xu had turned her head to look at him. Li Liu, who was too ashamed to show his face, could only smile awkwardly. The little girl made a playful gesture of wiping her cheeks. She was as white as snow in spring, extremely cute. Li Liu felt inferior and reserved in front of Young Master Xu, but he could not lose his momentum in front of the little girl. Li Liu opened his mouth and nose with his fingers and returned a pig's head emoji. Hsu Fengnian turned his head slightly and saw the big and small "war". He smiled knowingly and did not disturb them.
On the way here, Li Liu told him that the private residences by the Jiaqing Lake were all private residences other than those of the officials in Flying Fox City. The young man could not say the simple and comprehensive idiom of "hiding a mistress in a golden house", but that was the general meaning. Hsu Fengnian was not surprised. There were similar residences in several provincial cities in Beiliang, where they kept their concubines and mistresses. From time to time, they would go for a walk and use gold and silver jewelry to feed these canaries with tricky appetites. The neighbors were all rich colleagues, so they would visit the residences to compare the beauty of the new concubines and chat about everything.
The fact that the Bottle Alley could be built here in the midst of chaos showed that it had a powerful background. Hsu Fengnian had six or seven hundred taels of silver notes on him, but he had to lock up the Golden Chamber for the sake of the Yellow Court. Of course, he was not here to seek pleasure. He was curious about the famous sword that could be sold for a thousand taels of gold. To be honest, the King of Jing An and Miss Hehe had bought his life for a thousand taels of gold.
That night, when Xu Xiao talked about this person, he showed a rare look of guilt. The words he wanted to say were also quite heavy. Hsu Fengnian knew about this person. He used to be a general who stood shoulder to shoulder with Chen Zhibao in the Beiliang Army. During the Spring and Autumn Period, he had made outstanding military achievements. Similar to his Aunt Zhao Yuzhu who covered her face with armor, he wore a green jade mask and never showed his true face to others. Apart from his strange ways of leading troops, this man, whom His Royal Highness had to address as Uncle, was also a peerless swordsman. In the Beiliang Army, where there were many talents, he was second only to the Princess Consort whom the 30 Steel Cavalrymen admired.
This Old Man Li even casually mentioned that this young man's swordsmanship was blunt but not blunt. He was the most talented person that this Old Man Li had ever seen in his life. He was like a rich young master who had so much money that he did not know how to spend it, so he could only squander it casually. It was a pity that the will of the sword was too emotionless, so the way of the sword was not obvious.
In Hsu Fengnian's opinion, only a swordsman who could be evaluated by the Sword God Li Chungang in such a way was qualified to call himself a romantic.
Since the Hanging Sword Pavilion was not open to outsiders, he had to start by selling swords for a thousand taels of gold. Since this person had changed from a handsome swordsman to a romantic who painted and slept in brothels, going to the brothel to ask someone was a shortcut. Originally, the Bottle Alley was not as good as the Fengbo Restaurant. However, it was not a good thing for an outsider with a child to go to the Fengbo Restaurant to get drunk as soon as they entered the Flying Fox City. Being taken to the Bottle Alley by the inn and then going to the Fengbo Restaurant could be said to be pushing the boat with the current. It was hard to say that there were no flaws, but at least it was not too eye-catching.
He had no choice but to take Tao Manwu with him. He was worried about leaving her alone in the inn. It did not matter if he lost a bag of silver, but if he left her alone, it would only lead to endless trouble. His Royal Highness was cold-blooded and did not trust anyone.
In this life, Hsu Fengnian had three bad friends in Beiliang who grew up together. They got into trouble together and took the blame together. He thought that their friendship would last forever, but now, other than Li Hanlin, he could not even be friends with the other two, let alone brothers. Fortunately, he met a guy who carried a wooden sword in his three years of traveling, otherwise it would be too shabby.
As for Wen Hua, every time he thought of him, he did not know whether to laugh or cry. This guy really had a lot of problems. Xiao Nian, who always gave him goosebumps, was even more annoying than the white fox face idiot Xu. In the past, when he stole sweet potatoes, roasted them and ate until he was full, Wen Hua would say, "Xiao Nian, do you want me to sing you a song?" At that time, Hsu Fengnian, who was bored to death, naturally did not have any objections. Then, this guy would squat down, stick up his butt, and release a series of farts with a smirk on his face. Old Huang, who had the foresight, was far away. When he smiled foolishly, he revealed his missing front teeth. After this bastard was kicked by Hsu Fengnian, he still did not repent and said, "Loud farts don't stink!"
Although Wen Hua's swordsmanship was unsightly, he was an expert at climbing trees to fish and prawns in the water. When he passed through the orange forest that was filled with golden oranges, not only did he get angry and his mouth was full of bubbles, he would also stuff two oranges into his arms, hold them with both hands, and ask if they were big or not. Then, he would chase after the creepy Hsu Fengnian all over the forest with his orchid fingers, screaming, "Young Master, come, come." Then, he would be chased by the owner of the orange forest with a shoulder pole and a few stray dogs, or he would pester His Royal Highness to ask how a woman's * * felt. Hsu Fengnian was too lazy to pay attention to him. Occasionally, he would buy a tray of steamed buns with some copper coins that he obtained from being a fortune teller or playing chess. Every time Wen Hua ate a steamed bun, he would poke it with his finger, drooling, and ask if it felt like this.
This young man, whose biggest dream in life was to become a proper swordsman, still went to the border alone after learning that Hsu Fengnian's background was not bad. He said that he wanted to take a look at the desolate scenery and practice his swordsmanship.
This made Hsu Fengnian feel lucky, but also regretful.
Hsu Fengnian exhaled softly and collected his emotions. He could already see the Bottle Alley that was decorated with lanterns and colored banners in the twilight.
I hope that when we meet again in the future, you will be one of the best swordsmen in the world, and I will be the King of Beiliang. Who in the world will dare to look down on us, brothers who steal chickens and dogs and look at women's breasts together?
So, Wen Hua, don't die.
Neither of us should die in a foreign land.
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