Chapter 117 Su Niang

The Hanxiang Tower is brightly lit.

Red lanterns are hung high in front of the door, incense is burning in the hall, and the air is filled with the strong scent of osmanthus and sandalwood.

On a cold night, the Hanxiang Tower is still crowded with people and bustling.

The cold cannot stop people from pursuing artistic life tirelessly.

Everyone who comes to the Hanxiang Tower is passionate. They want to find a confidante, discuss life, and feel the charm of art.

"Today, I have nothing to do, so I listen to music in the brothel."

Someone is singing loudly.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged man in shabby clothes, holding a jar of wine, drunk, staggering towards the Hanxiang Tower, mumbling non-stop.

The drunkard came to the front door and was about to go in.

"Why is this lazy guy here again?"

The old procuress was furious when she saw the drunkard. She showed great disgust on her face and immediately waved her handkerchief at the two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards understood what she meant and walked over. Without saying a word, they lifted up the poor drunkard and threw him into the stinking ditch on the street.

The drunkard shivered from the cold and sobered up. He hurriedly climbed out of the stinking ditch, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Hahaha..."

The people around him pointed at him and laughed at him.

The drunkard lay on the ground, looked up at the third floor, and then spat.

"Suniang, I didn't expect you to be an ungrateful bastard!"

The drunkard cursed with a face full of resentment.

He lay on the ground, rolling around, and howling at the sky.

"A pair of jade arms are pillowed by thousands of people, a little red lips are tasted by thousands of people, ah! Despicable!"

Just at this time, Fang Zhixing and Xigou passed by.

Xigou looked at the drunkard, feeling disgusted and smelly, and said with disdain: "Who is this guy? How dare he openly insult Su Niang like this?"

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but glance at the drunkard curiously.

At this time, he heard someone in the crowd sigh: "His name is Jiang Hanlin, a scholar, known as Jiang Xiucai. He used to write music and lyrics for Su Niang. "Liver and Heartbroken" was written by him."

Another person was surprised and said: "Then he should be quite capable, how did he end up in such a miserable state now?"

The man replied: "It's his own fault! Look at him, he has a very bad temper, gets angry at any time, is addicted to alcohol, spends money without restraint, and he thinks that he made Su Niang famous, and he asks for whatever Su Niang wants.

It would be fine if he asked for some money, but this guy... He was unrestrained and talked nonsense when he was drunk, saying that he and Su Niang admired each other, loved each other deeply, and had already decided to spend their lives together.

As a result, Su Niang could no longer tolerate him and kicked him out. "

"So that's how it is!"

"He is just a scholar who is good at writing and is useless. He really thinks he is a dish."

"Su Niang is also unlucky to meet such a rogue ancestor."

"He is so arrogant and arrogant. He deserves this fate!"

...

Everyone suddenly realized and laughed at him.

Fang Zhixing listened casually and didn't care much. He walked straight to Hanxiang Tower.

"Oh, Mr. Fang, you are finally here."

When the madam saw Fang Zhixing, a chrysanthemum-like smile immediately bloomed on her face, which was so enthusiastic.

Fang Zhixing nodded and replied: "Please inform Su Niang that I am here for the appointment."

While speaking, he flicked his fingers.

A golden bean flew over.

The madam raised her hands to catch it, and was so happy that her features blurred. She shouted, "Okay, Uncle Fang, please wait a moment."

Not long after...

Fang Zhixing climbed the stairs and went up to the most luxurious box on the third floor.

"Uncle Fang!"

The dimpled girl stood at the door, bowed, and smiled sweetly, "Please come in, Su Niang has been waiting for a long time."

Fang Zhixing smiled and walked in calmly.

This big box is still decorated as before.

A crystal curtain divides the big box into two.

As Fang Zhixing entered the door, he naturally looked at the crystal curtain.

The dimpled girl came over, lifted the crystal curtain, stretched out her hand to make a gesture of invitation, and smiled, "Please come in."

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Thinking back to the first time he came to this big box, he could only sit outside and listen to Su Niang playing a song, and he didn't even see her.

Today, you can actually enter directly.

This is probably what it means to be the guest of honor.

Fang Zhixing walked past the crystal curtain and bypassed a translucent gauze screen.

What came into view was the jade sandalwood floor, at the end of which was a bright window with a bird cage hanging on it.

Chirp~

There was a little Taiping bird in the cage, with a yellow-brown head, bright red behind the nape, and a long crest.

This little Taiping bird looked very delicate, jumping around in the cage, very lively and full of spirituality.

There was a floor-level piano table near the window, with a purple copper incense burner on each side, emitting curling clouds of smoke.

There was a straightforward Jiaowei Qin on the piano table.

At this moment, just behind the piano table, stood a graceful woman.

She faced the window, with her back to the outside, leaving Fang Zhixing with a back view.

The back figure was composed of waterfall-like long hair, a slender waist, a protruding buttocks, and beautiful and slender thighs.

Just a glance at such a back figure can make people imagine a lot.

The dimple girl trotted to the back figure and smiled softly: "Master, Master Fang is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, his back slowly turned around.

Fang Zhixing raised his head slightly, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink a few times.

What appeared in front of her eyes was a stunningly beautiful face, with gleaming eyes, a straight nose, curved cherry lips, skin as thick as gelatin, and between her brows, there was a mixture of innocence and charm.

She was wearing a plain white dress, as smooth as jade and as bright as light.

"Uncle Fang, I'm so polite here."

Su Niang bowed her hands and smiled slightly.

This smile, with the corners of the mouth raised slightly and the eyebrows arched, is like the cherry blossoms blooming in the morning sun, as if in a dream.

"rough!"

Xigou stared at Su Niang and gave the most straightforward evaluation, "This girl is so sexy!"

Fang Zhi Xingxu raised his hand and said with a smile: "I have admired this great name for a long time, and today I am lucky enough to see Su Niang's true appearance. Her reputation is indeed well-deserved."

Su Niang smiled and said: "Uncle Fang, please sit down and have a sip of tea first. I will play a song for you to relax your body and mind."

Fang Zhixing sat down, picked up the hot tea brought by the dimpled girl, and tasted it by himself.

Su Niang sat in front of the piano table, moved her hands together, gently twirled and rubbed them, and then picked them again.

Immediately, the graceful melody gurgled like a trickling stream, making the whole body relaxed and the mind intoxicated.

Before he knew it, Fang Zhixing finished a cup of tea, and the tune ended at this moment.

"Well played!" Fang Zhixing praised sincerely.

Su Niang smiled and asked, "Does Uncle Fang understand music?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head and said, "I've never learned anything. I'm just a rough guy."

"You are so humble!"

Su Niang smiled and said: "You have such powerful skills at such a young age. You must be a martial arts wizard. How can you be a rough man?"

Fang Zhixing responded: "In front of Su Niang, we stinky men should all be rough."

Su Niang couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, and said angrily: "I dare not say that Uncle Fang is a stinky man."

Fang Zhixing laughed and said, "You haven't smelled me, how do you know I don't stink?"

Su Niang stood up, walked over, and said with a smile: "Then I'll know if I smell it."

She moved closer slowly, a slight blush on her cheeks.

Fang Zhixing stretched out his hand, hugged her into his arms, picked her up, and walked towards the big bed.

Seeing this, the dimple girl turned red and quickly retreated.

…

…

After a night.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Zhixing slowly left Hanxiang Tower.

Xigou's eyes widened as he watched Fang Zhixing walk out of Su Niang's room, and couldn't help but ask: "How do you feel about that slutty girl?"

Fang Zhixing thought for a while and exhausted what he had learned throughout his life to express it in one word.

"Run!"

Hearing this, Xiao Gou immediately bared his teeth, bursting with envy, jealousy and hatred, and scolded: "These days, even the good cabbage is given to pigs."

Fang Zhixing chuckled and said, "You just called her a slut, but now she's become a good cabbage again."

Xigou snorted and said disdainfully: "You have no pursuit at all. You either go to the hook bar to hang out, or you make peace with the mature women outside. Can't you find a few pure and clean women?"

Fang Zhixing said disdainfully: "You can pull me down. If you don't marry any decent girl, who will dedicate their innocent body to you?"

Xigou said proudly: "That's because you're not good at picking up girls. If it were me, I'd be able to seduce her in minutes, and I'd definitely have sex within three days."

Fang Zhixing sneered and said, "So what if you can get it on your hands? Can it be more moisturizing than Su Niang's?"

The thin dog was immediately speechless.

Su Niang's moisturizing is beyond imagination.

Although he had made many friends in his previous life, he had never dated a woman of the oiran level.

This is tantamount to saying that the strengths that he was once proud of were surpassed by Fang Zhixing, but were surpassed by Fang Zhixing in this life.

"Nima's!"

The thin dog couldn't help but feel depressed.

Soon, one person and one dog returned to the Yamen Courtyard.

Fang Zhixing took a shower, put on new clothes, and went out again.

The thin dog followed and asked, "Where are you going?"

Fang Zhixing responded: "Zhubing Hall."

Xigou reminded: "You have harmed Xu Dazhi and caused the Zhubing Hall to lose a general. People may not welcome you."

Fang Zhixing sneered: "So what if you don't welcome me? Who can stop me?"

Think about it too.

Strength is respected.

With Fang Zhixing's current strength, who in the Military Academy would dare to disrespect him?

Thinking of this, Xigou suddenly trembled and reminded: "No matter what, you still have to be careful, the hall master Lu Anfu may be detrimental to you."

Fang Zhixing's eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "Oh, you actually thought of this level, I have to praise you."

"Ah, you've thought of it too?" Xigou was suddenly embarrassed.

Fang Zhixing smiled and said: "According to the rules of Tieshanmen, competition for the position of hall master is allowed.

As long as you have the strength to challenge and defeat any hall master, you are qualified to replace him and become the new hall master.

Lu Anfu was very secretive about this rule. The last time he mentioned Cheng Tianen, he was extremely wary of Cheng Tianen because Cheng Tianen might challenge him. "

Fang Zhixing squinted his eyes at Xigou, "After I exposed my strength in the Yiqin Realm, Lu Anfu was afraid that he would have trouble sleeping and eating, and he would be on pins and needles. The relationship between me and him will never be able to return to the past."

Xigou said speechlessly: "Then why are you going to the Military Building Hall? Are you deliberately irritating Lu Anfu, or are you deliberately provoking him?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head and said: "I'm not interested in the position of hall master. Having the position of archer instructor is enough. There's no need to be too greedy. Of course I went to the Zhubing Hall for the skills in the Xuanwu Pavilion."

The thin dog suddenly realized.

Also, apart from the exercises, there is nothing else worthy of Fang Zhixing's concern in the Zhubing Hall.

One person and one dog walked through the streets and alleys, and soon arrived at the Zhubing Hall.

"Hello Master Fang Xiang!"

"Meet Master Fang Xiang!"

When people in the Zhubing Hall saw Fang Zhixing, they all showed awe and worship, and they all rushed to salute and treat him respectfully.

"Yeah, you guys go and do your work."

Only then did he nod his head as a courtesy, and he would smile three-quarters of a smile when meeting people.

"Oh, is it Master Fang Xiang?"

Suddenly, a rough laughter came from the side.

Fang Zhixing turned his head and looked, stopped, cupped his hands and said, "Master Ye Xiang."

The person who came was none other than "Iron Claw" Ye Hengchang. Fang Zhixing was not very familiar with him and had almost no contact with him.

Ye Hengchang had a smile on his face, lowered his head slightly, and said with a smile: "I was about to go to the hall master to report the situation, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

Fang Zhixing smelled the smell of medicine on his body and couldn't help asking, "Did you just come back from the medical clinic?"

Ye Hengchang nodded and said: "I stayed at the hospital all night and just came back. I haven't had time to eat breakfast yet."

Fang Zhixing knew it and asked: "How is Master Xu Xiang? I shouldn't have killed him yesterday."

As soon as these words came out!

The thin dog couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

Ye Hengchang also twitched his lips slightly and said hesitantly: "Master Xu Xiang is not dead, but his situation is not good."

Fang Zhixing looked solemn and said worriedly: "Why is it not good?"

Ye Hengchang sighed: "After Xu Xiangzhu was sent to the hospital, after some rescue efforts, his injuries quickly stabilized and he woke up. The doctor judged that his injuries were not particularly serious and there should be hope for recovery.

However, I don’t know what happened. When I woke up this morning, Xu Xiangzhu suddenly yelled and said that he couldn’t see and his eyes seemed to be blind. "

Fang Zhixing's expression changed drastically, he was so surprised that he clicked his tongue and said, "How could this happen?"

Ye Hengchang was speechless, spreading his hands and saying: "The doctor can't find the root cause of the disease for the time being, so he is helpless."

Fang Zhixing looked up to the sky and sighed: "I hope God will bless Master Xu Xiang, and wish him good luck and a speedy recovery."

Ye Hengchang's face twitched violently a few times, and he continued: "Then I'll take a step first, and you can do your work."

Fang Zhixing bowed his hand.

The two separated quickly.

Xigou couldn't help but vomited: "Everyone knows that you injured Xu Dazhi, why do you still pretend to be innocent? Is that necessary?"

Fang Zhixing sneered: "You know nothing, this is confusing!

Just because everyone knew that Xu Dazhi was injured by me, and there was absolutely no need for me to lie.

But I just don't admit that it was me who caused him to become blind, so others won't be able to be completely sure that it was me. "

Xigou looked confused and said, "What then?"

"As long as I don't admit it, others will suspect that Xu Dazhi might have been harmed by someone else."

Fang Zhixing smiled and said: "In this way, no one can quickly analyze what kind of martial arts I performed to defeat Xu Dazhi. This helps hide my trump card."

The thin dog couldn't help but remain silent.

Although the "Seven Evils Absolute Poison" has a rather vicious reputation, this killing move can only be obtained by cultivating the Seven Evils Palm to the third perfect state and awakening the explosive skill.

Others didn't know that Fang Zhixing had practiced Qisha Palm, and it was even more difficult to guess that Xu Dazhi had been poisoned by Qisha.

Even so, Fang Zhixing still has to confuse the audience and do his best.