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Relics of Time and Space Chapter 45 Three People Become Tigers

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    Zangxiang Pavilion, the largest romantic place in Yangzhou City, is the dream paradise of many men and women, overdrafting the joy of life and the joy deep in the soul. At the same time, it is the beginning of nightmares for countless men and women. It is like a drug that makes people unable to stop, destroying those  The beauty of the past is lost in the gentle land, and I hope I will never wake up again in this life.  How many people have stopped, wandering helplessly, lingering here, and found spiritual solace and spiritual sustenance.  "Perhaps it is the product of that society where women are virtuous if they have no talent. However, most of the women in brothels are good at both sex and art. Literati can find a soul to dance with and an emotional confidant.  Some dandy boys here can do whatever they want, or behave in a way that is despised by the world. After all, this is a place where money is spent, and you and I may not agree with each other. Things that go against one's will are often accepted without sincerity.  Welcoming and sending off, feasting and feasting, in front of the flowers and under the moon, singing in the morning and at night, there are endless songs of spring warmth and tenderness, and endless songs of extravagant style.  The bright candlelight flickers every day, which should be the dancer opening the dressing mirror; starting another day of heavy makeup and light makeup, the dark green clouds are disturbing, it should be combing her hair in the morning; the Wei River has swollen, it should be greasy  It was the rouge water that was thrown away after washing the face after a busy day; the smoke rose, it should be burning peppers and orchids for incense, the cold sleeves of the dance hall, and the sorrow of the world.  Especially the Tibetan Incense Pavilion, which attracts everyone¡¯s attention, with extremely gorgeous decorations and extravagant entertainment. In the tall room, the silk ribbons that flying dragons avoid are embroidered with exquisite hollow patterns. They are woven back and forth in the room like silk clothes on the body.  It creates an atmosphere of ambiguity and indulgence. Once you arrive here, the winding paths lead you away from all the worries in the world.  Strips of lace silk are fluttering wantonly in the wind, always inadvertently arousing someone's inner desires, as if there is something that has been suppressed in the darkness for a long time, ready to burst out like an evil beast, setting off waves after waves in the heart.  The sky is full of turbulent waves.  A bronze incense burner in the middle is curling up circles of green smoke, floating in every corner, like a catalyst, fueling the power of the beast.  Maybe because he grew up here, Shen Congliang was not so impulsive when he saw the familiar scene, but rather a bit unfamiliar. For the first time, he felt the crowd was irritating and inexplicably angry, but this was also the case.  It all passed in the blink of an eye, and he once again proved that people are very adaptable.  After Mrs. Yuan left, the three of them swaggered inside. To exaggerate, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away. They are the princes here. They took a fan and fanned their chests symbolically a few times. They walked swaggering inside. They had already  The girls on standby got out of the way one after another, but they kept saying flattering words, and none of them tried to pull her. They just looked helplessly and looked pitifully waiting for the old man to close his fan and occasionally play with them.  He turned the flower work in his hand a few times and said: "Come here." Yuan Gengshuai walked in front and asked excitedly about his masterpiece, "How is this stage? Is the decoration okay?" No one answered, so he turned around  Look, Shen Congliang and Tao Chuanzong stood on the same spot, with no intention of following him. They just looked at him with a strange look in their eyes, suddenly slapped their heads, and said ashamedly: "Look, I was carried away by excitement.  I was a little confused, and I forgot that one of you is the owner of this place, and the other is a regular customer." Tao Chuanzong said: "It turns out that you borrowed money from me, all for the purpose of renovating the Tibetan Incense Pavilion. No wonder it was completely new inside and out. I thought you were going there again.  What bad thing are you doing?" Yuan Gengshuai said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will pay you back." Tao Chuanzong took a few steps forward and said, "You don't have any objection to me buying a stake." Yuan Gengshuai said, "That's not the case.  The real owner of my place is there, and I can¡¯t make the decision.¡± Tao Chuanzong turned to Shen Congliang and asked, ¡°Young Master Shen, the profit is yours. I just want to have fun, have a say, and get a prestigious title.  How about it?" Shen Congliang said nonchalantly: "You two can handle it, I'll go back to my place." He just wants to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible and go back to his life to avoid causing other troubles.  When walking into the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion, I could clearly feel that there were cultivators here, especially people from the devil's path. Although they had never fought each other, they still knew how much they weighed.  A little bit of bad behavior is not enough for someone to lift a little finger. Only by knowing one's own position can one live longer. This is the conclusion he has come to after spending many years in a mixed place.  Tao Chuanzong glanced at Shen Congliang's back going up the stairs. He rubbed his eyes hard, still full of disbelief, and said, "Young Master Shen, this is not like your usual style." Yuan Gengshuai seemed to feel something, and followed suit.  He looked around and saw that Yuan Gengshuai was still careless and dressed in a crooked way.?Now he is dressed simply and elegantly, and his white clothes are embroidered with simple and elegant patterns. They are neatly worn on his body, and he walks steadily and calmly.  Especially this dress, which is clean and not stained with a trace of dust. It fits him perfectly. Whether it is the width or thinness of the gown or the length of the sleeves, they are all molded in the furnace according to his figure.  Yuan Gengshuai suddenly said: "Are your clothes made by Miss Wanru?" Tao Chuanzong looked at Shen Congliang with a rogue smile, looking like he was teasing women from good families. He wanted to be as rogue as possible.  , the meaning is very clear about the adultery between the two of you. If you say it is as pure as spring onions mixed with tofu, if anyone believes it, sows will climb trees.  Shen Congliang turned around speechlessly and looked at these two childhood friends. When did they become lolita and chatty: "Can you please stop being so gossipy? Use your curiosity and extra energy to do something serious." Tao Chuanzong said:  "We haven't had enough fun yet. Don't be tied down so early. The worst I can do is go to their house tomorrow and book it for you first. We'll wait a few years before we get married. I don't think Wanru's mother would dare to refute my reputation."  His tone was that of an out-and-out bully, and he was obviously buying and selling by force.  He still knew that Wanru was a dignified, beautiful, and caring girl. She was definitely an eldest lady who stayed close to home. It was definitely a wise move to marry her as his wife. There was no reason to worry about keeping her at home. Her appearance  She is beautiful and has a pair of skillful hands, which is more than enough for Shen Congliang. What's more, as far as she knows, she has also been in love with Shen Congliang for a long time.  However, Shen Congliang does look a bit different from ordinary people. Look at that handsome face, and his skin is smoother than that of a woman. If she were a woman, I don¡¯t know how many heroes would be harmed, but I can¡¯t afford to do anything wrong if I meet her.  Big wave, because I will keep him in captivity like a canary.  In fact, just looking at his mother¡¯s appearance, you can tell that his appearance is not much different. When it comes to literary talent, no one can compare with him. It¡¯s just that he is not used on the right path. It¡¯s just a pity.
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