MTL - Fairy, Please Let Me Explain-Chapter 205 Beijing Four Young Masters

  Chapter 205 The Four Young Masters of the Capital

  In Yanliu Lane beside Longan River, a beautiful woman sits on a jade flute at night.

  Qingyu Pavilion, one of the newly built fences that Xu Yuan saw on the Xuanying Pavilion before.

  Compared with those bustling Goulan, Qingyu Pavilion focuses on an elegant style.

  The blue light emitted by the special lotus-shaped bright pattern lamp, with the spread of sandalwood, the whole lobby is cold but still a bit ambiguous.

  The string music on the stage, the young lady in black silk danced gracefully on the stage.

  Three young men dressed in expensive and luxurious clothes gathered in the corner of the lobby, talking about some important family and country affairs that they overheard from home.

  One of the mediocre men with a hair scarf drank a glass of fancy brew, and suddenly asked in a soft voice:

   "Xiao Lizi, I heard from my father that the war in the north seems to be going wrong?"

  The person called Xiao Lizi is a handsome man,

  Under the blurred blue light,

  Little Lizi has a woman's femininity in her eyebrows and eyes, and her voice sounds a little deliberately lowered, and she replies angrily:

   "War in the north, what do you ask me for? Also, don't call me Little Lizi."

  The man in the scarf didn't care, and continued to ask:

   "The fighting in the north is so fierce, your old man hasn't received a transfer order?"

"Tsk, the fighting is fierce in the north. What does my old man have to do? My Xiyuan army is in charge of the pack of wolf cubs on the desert grassland." Xiao Lizi glanced sideways at the last person on the table who was listening intently. A man in brocade clothes.

  The man in brocade clothes is handsome, with a ring on the index finger and **** of his left hand, and his eyes are fixed on the long-sleeved young lady on the stage who is good at dancing. He looks quiet and contented under the light.

  Seeing this scene, Xiao Lizi snorted coldly:

"Isn't there a client here? Uncle Xu went to the Marquis of Wucheng to propose marriage two months ago, and this guy returned to Beijing two months later. Counting the time on the way back to Beijing, it's just right. Xu Changtian, Mr. Xu Could it be that you made some kind of deal with that Lord Hou?"

  “.”

  Xu Yuan heard the words and slowly turned his eyes back, staring at these two friends with strange eyes:

   "Gong Yuanzeng, Li Junwu, you two didn't take the wrong medicine, did you start caring about these things?"

  Watching these two people talk about family and country affairs is like watching a sow climb a tree.

  The man in the scarf twitched when he heard this, knocked on the table, and hummed softly:

   "Xu Buyi, young master, I'm an official at the moment. Be careful what you say. Be careful. I'll go to the emperor tomorrow to read a book."

   Xu Yuan grinned:

   "Come on, tomorrow morning I will go to my father's study and wait for your booklet to arrive."

   "." Gong Yuanzeng.

  Li Junwu took a look at Xu Yuan, and he was not surprised:

   "Okay, don't say a few words."

  Xu Yuan waved his hand, glanced sideways at the entrance screen of the lobby, and asked:

   "That boy Wang Chengping hasn't come yet? I remember that he was the most active when he came to this Goulan before."

  Li Junwu leaned back on the soft cushion and said lazily:

   "That kid was arranged by his father to be a song general in Tianyuwei, and he got married last year."

  Xu Yuan was taken aback when he heard the words:

   "Is this guy married? Whose girl?"

   "The daughter of Liu Shilang from the Ministry of Officials." Li Junwu replied.

  Xu Yuan thought for a while when he heard the words, and then said:

   "Liu Shilang, a daughter of a servant's family, shouldn't be able to control this boy Wang Chengping?"

  Li Junwu smiled ambiguously when he heard the words, and replied:

   "I can't control it, but this kid has more energy than energy~"

  The words fall,

   Silence for a second,

   All three of them laughed at the same time.

  Drink one cup,

  Li Junwu's feminine tone was tinged with teasing:

   "I haven't seen a certain person for two years, and the ostentation has become bigger. I returned to Beijing more than half a month ago. We have to go to the house to invite you in person. Is it convenient to come out?"

  Xu Yuan glanced at several people, and said with a smile:

   "Jun Wu, there is something in your words."

  The relationship is very strong, but Li Junwu's soft voice is also direct:

   "Wu Chenghou's fiery character can make you go back to Beijing, who would believe if there is nothing in it?"

   said,

  Li Junwu glanced at Gong Yuanzeng aside: "Do you believe it?"

"Do not believe."

   "I don't believe it either."

   "." Xu Yuan.

   Sighed, took a sip of wine, Xu Yuan didn't hide it, and spoke seriously:

   "I'm engaged."

  “.”

   Silence, a moment,

  The other two laughed at the same time.

  Li Junwu raised his hand and patted Xu Yuan on the shoulder:

"real or fake?"

  Xu Yuan's complexion is as usual:

   "Before returning to Beijing, my father had already told me about the marriage contract with the princess of Wuchenghou Mansion."

  The other two were taken aback at the same time,

  Li Junwu thought for a moment, and quickly whispered:

   "I remember that the news from your eldest brother two months ago seems to be not marriage, but marriage?"

  Xu Yuan seemed very calm about the word "ruining" and nodded:

   "Well, I'm married."

  “.”

   Speaking of this, both Li Junwu and Gong Yuanzeng already understood that this marriage contract should be a private transaction between Xiangguo's Mansion and Wuchenghou's Mansion.

   Didn't ask any further questions, Li Junwu had plump red lips and said with a thief-like smile:

   "Chang Tian, ​​you got bullied when you got married, remember to tell us and let us have fun~"

  Xu Yuan glanced at the friend who was listening to the music together:

   "You are the only daughter of the Marquis of Zhenxi, and I think I will arrange a marriage for you soon."

   Li Junwu stretched out his waist without any image, and his bound chest swelled slightly:

   "It doesn't matter, he knows about this girl, and no matter what I say, I am better than your son-in-law."

   paused,

  Li Junwu glanced at Xu Yuan with beautiful eyes, half-jokingly:

   "Changtian, if you live in Wuchenghou's mansion, why not join me in Zhenxihou's mansion, and you can deal with my old man's urging marriage, and I can allow you to take a concubine~"

  Xu Yuan rolled his eyes:

   "I will come to Xihou Mansion of your town to take a concubine, will I give it to you?"

  Li Junwu raised his legs, his lips curled up slightly, and his beautiful eyes narrowed;

   "Don't say it so harshly, Changtian you come in, no matter what you say, you can't be excluded~"

  “.”

  Xu Yuan was silent suddenly, and then gave the other party a thumbs up.

   "All right, all right."

  Gong Yuanzeng rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and interrupted helplessly: "Changtian, after you marry Princess Namu, you won't be the same as Wang Chengping, right?"

  “.”

   Before Xu Yuan could answer, a thick male voice came from the side: "What is the same as me?"

   Looking back, it was Wang Chengping, the last of the "Four Young Masters in Beijing".

  He has a Chinese character face and is wearing a military uniform. At first glance, he looks calm and majestic. In his early twenties, he looks like he is in his thirties.

   Sitting down on the soft couch, Wang Chengping, wrapped in military uniform, raised his legs:

   "Come on later, how many of you will start to speak ill of me? Who can't do it anymore?"

  Xu Yuan ignored him and answered Gong Yuanzeng:

   "Don't compare me with him, I'm much better than him."

  Wang Chengping naturally knew what these people were talking about:

   "Fart, are you better than me?"

  Xu Yuan calmly glanced at the young ladies dancing on the stage:

   "The number one girl from Qingyu Pavilion, Nanxiang, is out of the pavilion tonight. I'll buy it for you. Will Wang Qu stay here in Qingyu Pavilion?"

  Wang Chengping's complexion changed, and he coughed lightly:

   "Busy business, let's forget it tonight."

  Gong Yuanzeng raised his eyebrows and asked casually:

   "Taiping, with your status, it doesn't matter if you miss work, right? Why are you here so late today?"

  Wang Chengping took a sip of wine, let out a long breath, and said with a tired voice:

   "Today, my Qubu is in charge of guarding the Dahonghe Temple. His Royal Highness personally ordered me to leave. I really can't leave. I have to go back later."

  Xu Yuan was a little surprised when he heard this:

   "Honglu Temple? That guy Li Yucheng personally ordered, who is here?"

  The other three people didn't care that Xu Yuan called the prince by his name directly.

  As Dayan's biggest dandy, let alone the prince, he even dared to call the emperor's name directly.

  Wang Chengping thought for a while, and lazily replied:

   "It seems to be a nobleman among the barbarians in the desert, probably at least a prince or something"

   said,

  He looked sideways at Li Junwu who was pouring himself a drink.

   Li Junwu smashed his rosy lips:

   "See what I do?"

   "If you don't look at who are you looking at?" Wang Chengping rolled his eyes.

  Li Junwu pouted:

   "My old man never tells me about important military affairs."

   Xu Yuan asked at this time:

   "Jun Wu, has the Marquis of Zhenxi left Beijing?"

  “.”

   Silence.

   After a while, Li Junwu took a deep breath, and then said with a little hesitation:

   "Chang Tian, ​​when you ask this question, I realize that I haven't seen my old man in the mansion for more than half a month."

  As soon as the voice fell, the other three people instantly understood that there seemed to be signs of an alliance between Damo and Beiman, and their Dayan Dynasty was also ready to expand the scale of the war.

  Gong Yuanzeng glanced at the dancer on stage, and said in a low voice:

   "This world seems to be getting less and less peaceful."

  Although he is a dude, his childhood experience allowed him to understand one thing.

   Only dealing with the desert and the northern barbarians, the Great Yan Dynasty didn't need to mobilize so many troops.

   In other words, the enemy is someone else.

  Wang Chengping dismissed Gong Yuanzeng's words:

   "Okay, even if there is a fight, we warriors will go first, Yuan Zeng, what are you worried about, a civil servant?"

   "Everyone is responsible for the important affairs of the family and the country, let alone me, an imperial official."

   "Tsk tsk. An official from the imperial court who came to Goulan after work."

   After the words fell, there was a burst of joking.

I do not know how long it has been,

   "Kacha—"

   There was a sudden sound of wooden boards shattering in the quiet lobby.

  A figure smashed through the wooden wall, flew upside down from the Accord on the third floor, and fell heavily on the table next to Xu Yuan and the others.

  Qingyu Pavilion has a lobby and Accord,

   Qingyu Pavilion, as the Goulan of the famous capital, naturally has a distinction between high and low. Most of the Accords on the third floor are nobles with status.

  As senior dandies, the four people present were already familiar with the scene in front of them.

  Goulan, a place that attracts the opposite sex, has been prone to some small frictions since ancient times, and a slight escalation of the friction will turn into a fist fight.

  But when Dai Xu Yuan and the others looked towards the next table, they found that the person who fell was none other than the Guigong from Qingyu Pavilion.

   Seeing this, Xu Yuan asked in a low voice:

   "Who opened this Qingyu Pavilion?"

   As for who opened these famous Goulan in the Imperial Capital, Xu Yuan was always clear before.

  After all, if you have the temper to smash things, you have to be responsible for your own profits and losses if you smash a building and hit your own head.

  Of course, the most important thing is that Hua Hong wants to beat him up.

   Li Junwu thought for a while after hearing the words, hesitantly said:

   "It seems to be the Yulian Chamber of Commerce in charge of the third prince."

  Most of these Goulan backgrounds in the imperial capital are not as mysterious and huge as the picture books and rumors in the market, and they can be known by basically checking.

   "Third Prince?"

  Xu Yuan's mind came to the younger brother he had just met: "In this way, it is considered the property of the crown prince?"

  Wang Chengping still leaned on the soft couch, staring at the hole on the second floor without any intention of getting up:

   "The man on the second floor is quite courageous."

   "Yeah, it's comparable to Chang Tian back then."

   "No, it's still a bit worse than Changtian back then, at least this person hasn't dared to greet the prince's mother yet."

   "." Xu Yuan.

  During Mr. Gui’s constant struggle, the four of them were still joking around like chatting, completely looking like they had nothing to do with themselves.

   And soon,

  The assailant appeared in the hole on the second floor.

  This burly figure, with bare chest and breasts, has a bronze complexion, and is wrapped in a snow wolf skin.

   Tarchao people in the desert.

  He stood at the hole made by Mr. Gui, and said:

   "My master even said that you sold your Nanxiang girl Luohong for three thousand taels, and you want to save face"

  Seeing the visitor, Wang Chengping in the lobby on the first floor showed a strange look in his eyes:

   "噗"

   This murmur was heard by Xu Yuan who was on the side, and asked:

"know?"

   "Come to Honglu Temple today to follow the guard of the prairie prince." Wang Chengping said in a low voice.

   "How dare these barbarians be so arrogant in the imperial capital?" Li Junwu frowned.

  Gong Yuanzeng shook his head and guessed in a low voice:

   "I heard from my old man that there was a blizzard in the northern border, and the soldiers were not allowed to move rashly. Judging by this attitude, I guess they want to take advantage of the fire to rob."

  The voices of several people were blocked by the sound insulation patterns on the seats,

  The man from the desert casually threw three thousand taels of silver bills and one hundred taels of silver bills on Mr. Gui through the air:

   "My master doesn't bully you either. It's a fair deal. Three thousand taels will be used to buy your top brand Luohong, and one hundred taels will be used to treat illnesses and buy medicine."

   "Which corner is the poor ghost from?"

  The voice has not yet fallen,

  A yin and yang voice sounded, quite feminine, but very mocking: "Don't even dare to bid?"

   It wasn't from Xu Yuan's table, but from another private room on the third floor.

   Hearing this voice, Xu Yuan's expression became a little weird.

  Eunuch Hou.

   Before he could think deeply,

  The third prince's voice came from another Accord next to him:

   "What kind of **** master, dare to pretend to be a master in my imperial capital, and I will pay you three thousand five hundred taels."

   "." Xu Yuan.

  This newly recognized younger brother has always been good at doing business.

   After a moment of silence, Xu Yuan who was sitting in the lobby suddenly smiled and said:

   "That's true, my son will also increase the price, three thousand seven hundred taels."

   Li Yunqing continued to bid:

   "Son, don't increase the price too much to scare these savages, I'll offer another four thousand taels."

  “.”

  There are many high-ranking officials and dignitaries in Dijing, and this Qingyu Pavilion has been promoting for Nanxiang to leave the pavilion for nearly a month. There are not a few young masters who come here tonight for their relatives.

  As Hou Gonggong, Li Yunqing, and Xu Yuan sounded the three reeds, other voices in the Accord also joined in.

  The price went up little by little, and the Tarchao man didn't get too angry, and walked back to the Accord silently, as if to ask his master's opinion.

  The originally elegant and chic lobby suddenly seemed a little noisy, like an auction house.

"boom!"

  Amidst the commotion, a muffled sound seemed particularly abrupt.

  A rockery for interior decoration was thrown directly from the hole on the third floor, and smashed towards the private seat in the lobby!

   I'm an hour late, sorry

Happy Valentine's Day

  

  

  (end of this chapter)