"o(*￣︶￣*)o" Gong Lianxue turned around and gave Li Qingcha her back. Jian Zengren watched from the side, complaining madly in his heart: Are these two ever going to finish? Could you please stop flirting here? He couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he cleared his throat. "Lord Li has come from the capital and will probably spend a night in Nandu to recuperate. What do you think of Bozhou compared to Nandu?" Li Qingcha didn't understand what the other party wanted to ask. Gong Lianxue curled the corners of her mouth, stretched out her little hand, and wrote a word stroke by stroke on the palm of her senior brother's hand - 妓。
Li Qingcha suddenly realized, “Master Jian, I was just passing through Nandu and didn’t have the chance to appreciate the scenery of Qinhuai.” "That's such a pity. If we talk about the women in the world..." Jian Zengren glanced at Gong Lianxue and quickly changed the subject, "If we talk about the prostitutes in the world, Qinhuaihe is the best." "I think Baihua Garden is also good." "Them? They definitely can't compare. But, my Bozhou does have its own characteristics." "What are the characteristics?" "Oh, please go ahead. You won't see any foreign women in Nandu." Jian Zengren clapped his hands again. The girls who were supposed to be performing the erotic songs went downstairs, and six young ladies from Yingsang came up from the stairs. Li Qingcha was stunned. Yingsang... Interesting, but not surprising. I saw several musicians followed upstairs, waited for the six women to line up, and started playing music. They danced gracefully to the music, sometimes graceful and reserved, sometimes lively and lively, which was indeed completely different from the traditional dance of Daxia. Jian Zengren said, "Mr. Li, how do you feel?" Li Qingcha nodded cautiously. “It’s really unique.” "As a trade port, Bozhou has absorbed a lot of people from small countries outside the region, especially from Yingsang." "Lord Jane seems to be hinting at something?"
"No. I just heard that when Lord Li investigated the Hong family massacre, he concluded that someone from Yingsang was involved. So he was worried that you were looking for a needle in a haystack." Sure enough, the real purpose was revealed. Li Qingcha took a sip of the wine and said nothing. She knew that Jian Zengren was not lying. Daxia's top priority is to deal with the demon tribe in the north. Although there are occasional conflicts with small countries outside the region, they can only be called "frictions" and not even "conflicts". Take Yingsang as an example. The biggest trouble is smuggling and piracy. To be precise, smuggling = piracy, the two are the same thing. Jian Zengren saw Li Qingcha thinking, so he continued, "Sir Li, recently, our Bozhou navy has been cracking down on the smugglers in Yingsang, and occasionally we have been able to rescue some Yingsang women." As he spoke, he nodded to the ones who were dancing. "The problem is, if we want to send them back to Yingsang, we will inevitably have to travel a long way. If we keep them in Bozhou, they can't speak the language and they don't do any work, so..." Li Qingcha took over the conversation. "Master Jian, you won't tell me that it was you who sent them to Baihua Garden, right?" "Indeed." "Tsk..." "But they sell their art, not their bodies." After Jian Zengren finished speaking, Li Qingcha clearly heard Gong Lianxue spit in his ear. Li Qingcha: "Cough cough cough..." Gong Lianxue adjusted her sitting position and squeezed Li Qingcha's arm. The meaning is very clear. For prostitutes in brothels, there is no such thing as "selling art but not selling bodies", it's just that the money is not paid enough. She lowered her voice and said, "I really don't understand you men. What's so good about the dance of these Yingsang women? They are so yin-filled." Li Qingcha tried hard to hold back his laughter. "Strange, I don't feel a strong yin energy, but I feel a strong smell of vinegar." "you……" "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm different from men." Gong Lianxue felt that these words sounded strange and was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond. Jian Zengren, who was standing by, was even more depressed. He secretly cursed Sun Wei for his incompetence. How could he allow Li Qingcha to bring the woman with him to the banquet at Baihua Garden? The worst thing is that this woman is a monk and she is very beautiful... Nima!
I'm afraid my beauty trap has failed. Jian Zengren considered it over and over again, and felt that he should still give it a try and not give up just like that. He said: "Lord Li, although these Yingsang women cannot speak Chinese, they are respectful and polite, and they are also foreigners..." The tone is similar to that of a brothel madam. Li Qingcha raised his eyebrows. "Master Jane, speak frankly." "After all, these Yingsang women are also miserable people. They were kidnapped by pirates and are now wandering in a foreign country. If we can find someone to entrust their lives to, wouldn't that be a good thing?" "Tsk..." At this point, it's almost like playing with open cards. Li Qingcha sat up straight. Gong Lianxue, who was on her body, immediately noticed the change in her senior brother's momentum, as if he was about to use the momentum of the Heavenly Demon Killer God. The girl stood up and quietly stood behind her senior brother. The changes here attracted a lot of people’s attention. They put down their glasses and looked over. gradually, "..." "..." "..." Silence spread like a plague, from the northernmost to the southernmost part of the fourth floor of Baihua Garden. Even the musicians who were playing stopped. Li Qingcha said, "Master Jian just said that you want to help these Yingsang women find people they can trust. I wonder how many have you found?" The sound is not loud, but it is very clear. The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Jian Zengren suddenly clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "Master Li, what does this mean?" "do not understand?" "..." "Okay, let me make it clear. Among all the dignitaries present here, how many are the ones you call 'people entrusted with tasks'?" “Hehe…ho…”
Jian Zengren's throat made a muffled whistle sound. He was beyond angry. "Master Li, I asked you to come here to discuss the turning point of the Hong family's extermination case, not to argue with you." "Want to talk business? Well, tomorrow I will meet Heng Qiu from Ming Xue Tang as a lawyer." Jian Zengren's anger tank was completely filled. "Okay! Very good! Excellent! I agree." Li Qingcha bowed, "Thank you, Master Jian. Goodbye." "No delivery!" Jian Zengren overturned the table. Li Qingcha was too lazy to take another look and walked towards the stairs with Gong Lianxue under everyone's gaze. Chapter 209 Humph! So stupid! the next day. Li Qingcha climbed up from the pile of chairs. Unlike Nandu, Bozhou was going to be a protracted war, so she made the temporary bed very comfortable, with all the necessary bedding and pillows. Even so, my back still felt a little uncomfortable. After all, it is impossible for chairs to be joined together perfectly, so there will inevitably be some hollows. She reached out and pounded the area on her shoulder. Someone approached from behind. "Let me help you." It was Xiang Nanyu's voice. The girl held Li Qingcha's shoulders and massaged them gently, saying, "Lianxue went to ask the shopkeeper to prepare breakfast." Li Qingcha turned his head and looked at the bed, and found that it had been made. “You guys got up earlier than me.” "We are going to visit Heng Qiu in Bozhou prison today~" "You don't have any qualms in your heart?" "Bump? How is that possible? There is a phrase called 'playing around', I know that. Besides, I heard from Lianxue that you didn't touch other women yesterday, especially Yingsang's women." Li Qingcha was stunned, then smacked his lips awkwardly.
Xiang Nanyu asked: "What's wrong?" "The 'lump' I'm talking about is Heng Qiu. Didn't she burn your courtyard in Jinghu?" "..." "that……" "You're not allowed to say that!" Xiang Nanyu interrupted suddenly,
