Tao Zang Xuan Zhi

The whole venue was silent

""Huang Chunfang" walked to the stage gracefully, as if she had just discovered the five big men on the stage whose naked bodies were tied like crabs. She covered her mouth in surprise and said with a smile:"Oh, what are you doing?" These people were tied up and placed on the stage, just like selling pigs."Having said that,"Huang Chunfang" kept her eyes on Zhuo Yansong, who had a sinister look on her face. She tilted her head slightly and said coquettishly:"Oh, how could I remember that it is illegal for me to sell civilians? ? This and Peifu Yamen are on the next street. Isn't it inappropriate for Master Zhuo Xian to do this here?"

The handle of the fan in Zhuo Yansong's hand was about to be broken, and he replied with a sinister smile:"Miss, you misunderstood. These are not civilians, they are lowly slaves who voluntarily sold themselves or committed crimes. They all have legal status records registered with the government."After saying that, he turned to the two middle-aged Confucian scholars in the corner. One of them,"Huang Chunfang", had just met two days ago. He was the master of the other courtyard, Mr. Zhu, who was trying to lure her to Wushan. The other man He was sitting further to the side than Mr. Zhu, as if he was afraid of being seen. Suddenly Zhuo Yansong said something that attracted all the attention of the audience to his corner, and he could only stand up tremblingly.

"right? The prefect. Zhuo Yansong said with a smile, but the gloom on his face has not dissipated, and with his fox eyes, the smile looks like a ferocious smile.

"Ah, yes, yes."This man is actually Mr. Zeng, the prefect of Hepei Mansion.

""Huang Chunfang" glanced lightly at Mr. Zeng, who was obviously the top local prefect but was groveling in front of the crowd. He smiled coquettishly, pulled the carved armchair where Zhuo Yansong was sitting, sat down with an enchanting posture, and said softly Whispering:"That's good. Although this taste is a bit bad, I still want to see such a rare thing. Zhuo

Yansong squinted at"Huang Chunfang" who was sitting on his seat with her feet up and leaning on the armrest gracefully. He sneered and persuaded:"These cheap slaves and sinners are so filthy. The young lady is still a young girl who has not yet left the court. Looking at these things is just I'm afraid it will stain the lady's reputation."

"Huang Chunfang smiled nonchalantly and said,"Isn't this the Great Immortal Youzhuo?" Immortal Master Zhuo has a close relationship with me, Wufu Tower, and he will definitely not let that happen to me.

Facing"Huang Chunfang" who smiled sweetly, Zhuo Yansong just said coldly:"How can I control Youyou's words? A woman's reputation is a big deal, so a young lady should be careful in her words and deeds.""

""Huang Chunfang" put one hand on the armrest, and her loose cuffs slid down to her elbows, revealing her forearms as white as lotus roots. She held her beautiful and charming face with her slender jade fingers. Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly lifted up by Zhuo Yansong, who was looking down at her."Ruozhen" If something like that happens, please ask Master Zhuo to take responsibility for Chunfang."

Zhuo Yansong's slender fox eyes narrowed into a thin line, and the sound of grinding his teeth almost burst out of his thin lips. He said nothing more and sat down on an armchair next to him. The anger was still rushing in his chest and it was difficult to suppress it.

Zhuo Yansong raised his hand to call the two maids in red, glanced at"Huang Chunfang" who was still looking at him with charming eyes, and said with a sneer:"Since Miss Zhong appreciates the glory, it would be rude to let the lady see these unsavory things. Someone comes. Take these five directly to the back hall."Zhuo Yansong waved his hand, and five maids in red came up on the stage and dragged the five naked and unconscious men off the stage,"Go and bring up the two 'goodies' from the finale."The two women accepted the order and quickly walked into the backyard from the other side.

After a while, the two women in red each carried a young man who was also naked and tied up and came onto the stage.

"The maid and two servants behind"Huang Chunfang" couldn't help but gasped - the two people on the stage were actually Sun Zhaoyang and Wei Meng!

Zhuo Yansong unfolded his folding fan and squinted at"Huang Chunfang" who was across the coffee table.. This woman is young but has a lot of experience. Her face does not change, and her breathing rate does not change. She just sits in a straighter posture, and does not seem to care about what is going on on the stage. Zhuo Yansong secretly sneered in his heart, and brushed his hand. Shan smiled and said:"What, the lady knows these two people?"

""Huang Chunfang" tilted his head and smiled, and the pink crystal peach blossoms swayed gently and made a delicate and crisp sound."Huh?" how could be?"

"The young lady seems to be very concerned about the two people on the stage."The folding fan in Zhuo Yansong's hand flapped repeatedly.

""Huang Chunfang" smiled softly, the sound was like a silver bell."That must be what I like." They are indeed the finale that Master Zhuo Xian has chosen. They are really two handsome young men with very good physiques."

"Just like that?"Zhuo Yansong squinted and smiled.

"if not?"Huang Chunfang" also played with Bu Yao in her ear and smiled.

She closed the folding fan."Okay, then please give me a price, Miss.""

""Huang Chunfang" paused, then tilted his head in confusion.

Zhuo Yansong smiled slyly and said meaningfully:"These two people are very talented. They are people who have already cultivated. They are one among a thousand, no, among ten thousand." None of them are the best items since the Qianjin Banquet began."

"you……！"

"Huang Chunfang's eyes finally twitched uncontrollably, but before she could say her rejection, someone excitedly bid from behind her.

"One hundred taels of silver!"

"One hundred and fifty taels!"

……"

""Huang Chunfang", the maids and servants behind her could no longer sit still. The pretty little maid couldn't help but push her lady gently. The servant with the goatee also looked around uneasily. Zhuo Yansong saw this with satisfaction. , slowly unfolded the folding fan and looked at the two unconscious men on the stage.

"Hahahaha"""Huang Chunfang" suddenly burst into laughter, and the silver bell-like laughter was like a cold whirlwind that instantly froze the heated venue."Okay." very good. Ha, I miscalculated this time."

Before his laughter ended, Zhong Wanling suddenly lifted the tray, a golden light flashed from his sleeves, and the Vajra Fan unfolded. The cup of tea, along with the fruit and vegetables snacks on the side, and the sharp wind of the fan, smashed towards the opposite side. He lifted the coffee table with his tiptoes. , suddenly kicked towards Zhuo Yansong

"Help!"

Before he finished speaking, two figures quickly jumped onto the stage. They struck out with two palms, one to the left and one to the right, to repel the maid in red who was carrying them, and then caught Sun Zhaoyang and Wei Meng. Zhuo

Yansong turned slightly sideways and folded the ink-wash fan,"Shua."It was like a barrier. It turned, blocked and swung to push back the tea plate that was coming towards me. I struck out a palm with my left hand and hit the flying coffee table. The coffee table fell apart in an instant. The teacups and fruit plates in the air collided together, and there was only a"crash" sound. But there was a flash of golden light, and a sharp wind cut off the broken porcelain and wood, and swept over. Zhuo Yansong sat on the chair and turned around, hiding. As he passed by, he felt another ferocious energy follow closely. He saw Zhong Wanling holding the handrail with one hand, leaping up and sweeping his feet in the air. The gorgeous red and blue contrasting skirt drew a huge fan shape in the air. , stepped on Zhuo Yansong's white fan. Only hearing the subtle crackling sound of wood chips, Zhuo Yansong actually slid out several feet with the chair.

Before the people around him could exclaim, they saw a flash of white shadow, and what was originally The armchair on which Zhuo Yansong was sitting fell apart in all directions. There was no Zhuo Yansong on it.