Chapter 480 Eight Immortals Gathering Spring Tower

In Panjiu City, Zui Chun Tower was extremely famous. Li Changxiao, who still had some money and was free to do as he pleased, couldn't miss it, so he happened to come. ♦ൠ ♦♦Although I have enough money, I can have no worries about food, housing and transportation, but if I live in Zui Chun Tower, I will be a little short of money. He couldn't afford to light the drunken spring flowers and fragrant flowers.

Anyway, it was mainly about experience. He sat quietly in the hall, drank and ate alone, surrounded by false ideas, which seemed real and fake, but in the land of fireworks, he left a corner of pure land alone. It's not that I'm arrogant and I don't like this pink place, it's just that in Panjiu City, there are undercurrents that mortals can't see, and winds and rains that can't be noticed.

Li Changxiao did this deliberately, so Zhang Long and Zhao Hu sat beside him, but they never noticed that the man in white, whom they had met several times, was only a few steps away, sitting at the table next to him.

Li Changxiao drank by himself and had nothing to say, but Zhang Long and Zhao Hu lit the drunken spring flowers and burned four inches of incense. Then the Turtle Gong made a loud announcement, and everyone turned their attention.

The two brothers' faces were shining, and they smiled without covering their mouths. They bowed their hands to everyone and said they were happy together. Although there are dozens of large tables in Zuichun Tower, most of which are full of people, most of them are ordered with fragrant flowers and lingering flowers, and most of the three-inch and two-inch incense are burned.

Therefore, when Zhang Long and Zhao Hu came, they were filled with spring flowers and four-inch incense. Such specifications were enough to make people look at him, and many women looked at him. His eyes were full of autumn water, which made people feel relaxed both physically and mentally.

There are dozens of tables, but only three or five of them have the ability to light drunken spring flowers and burn four inches of incense. At this time, the madam changed her clothes and came downstairs. She said that after being carefully dressed up, she looked really good. In her thirties, her appearance has faded a little, but she has a different charm. She twists her waist this way, swings her legs this way, her skirt is graceful, and her hair is full. That style, that ambition, it's hard to describe.

However, when she sat on Zhao Hu and raised her hand to toast, Zhao Hu turned pale and sat up all of a sudden.

Zhao Hu slapped the table and shouted angrily: "Bold!"

The madam smiled brightly and sat with her legs crossed, showing off her plump but still sexy figure, and asked: "Sir, don't you like it?"

Zhang Long also looked livid and stood up slowly. There is no other reason. This woman's clothes are imitating the style of the emperor's skirt. The emperor of Dayu's dynasty was a female emperor, and this was known to the whole world.

The empress was very good at clothes, and she often held spinning conferences to recruit skilled craftsmen from all over the world to weave wonderful clothes and skirts. Anyone who liked her would be rewarded with a hundred gold. The style of the Madam's clothes is very similar to the "Hazy Moon Veil Skirt", no...at first glance, they are almost the same.

His Majesty has worn that hazy moongauze skirt before, and he liked it very much and praised it highly. So when the madam wore this clothes and sat on Zhao Hu, the latter lost his bearings and got up in a hurry.

If he is not careful, the consequences will be disastrous. If he is accused of insulting the emperor, and if he does not do well, he will be the same as the criminal next year, wearing a robe, a sin rope wrapped around his body, and black iron cuffs on his feet, all the way south. He died nameless and was reborn as an animal or a cow in the next life.

However, the madam remained calm as usual. She flipped her dress slightly and opened her red lips, "Don't I look good?"

Zhao Hu's eyelids twitched, and his heart was fierce. This woman is trying to kill me. In today's situation, it is unreasonable for him not to kill this woman.

Just when he was concentrating his energy, secretly transporting his strength, and raising his stick to kill. But at the door, someone also entered Zuichun Tower. This man was wearing an official uniform and everyone looked at him as he strode forward. Zhang Long breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the man. He didn't expect that he would meet the prefect of Panjiu City here.

Throw away such a difficult problem, throw it away... With this in mind, the two brothers went to the magistrate and recounted what happened. I thought that the prefect would be furious and order the bustard to be captured, but unexpectedly, he frowned and instead of holding the bustard to account, he scolded Zhao Hu and Zhang Long.

"Little tiger and little dragon, you two don't want to be on the same page." The magistrate said: "Let me ask you, has your majesty ever issued an order that no woman in the world can wear this skirt?"

"This..." Zhao Hu and Zhang Long were silent.

"Isn't that right?" The magistrate patted the two of them on the shoulders, "Besides, this is not Dayu City, so what if His Majesty actually gave the order?"

"You!" Zhang Long glared.

The prefect burst out laughing, and after a few glances, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu seemed to realize something, and laughed too. When the magistrate saw that the two of them knew each other, he sat down with them.

Li Changxiao on the side looked sideways, playing with his drink boredly, raising his eyes to look at the lights, the flowers, the beautiful figures on the red platform, the various expressions of all living beings, and finally focused on the prisoner's body.

Those eyes were as silent as dead water.

He talked to himself and murmured: "Is this a broken heart..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his incense disappeared just in time, and the last ray of fragrance dissipated. According to the rules of Zui Chun Tower, everyone left after the fragrance was gone. It seemed like he was reminding himself to leave. It's not easy to interfere with that hidden intention.

That’s all, it’s a blessing, not a curse, it’s a curse that cannot be avoided. Great disasters and great blessings can be avoided for a while, but they cannot be avoided forever. Li Changxiao drank all the wine, stood up and left silently.

After wandering around for more than half a day, I went back to my nest to sleep.

The man in white walked gracefully and silently. No one knows when it will come, and no one knows when it will go.

In the Zuichun Building, the excitement continued. The magistrate, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were laughing at the wine and having a good time. The round table was wide, and the three of them sat at one corner each, with a girl on their left and right.

The madam sat sideways on Zhao Hu's lap, pouring wine and drinking from it. Zhao Hu laughed and enjoyed it. He pinched the madam's chin, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became. The charm of the woman stirred his heartstrings.

Zhang Long was also envious when he looked at it. The hazy moongauze skirt was exquisite and decent. The madam's appearance was not bad at all. The complement of her skirt made it even more colorful and trance-like...don't mention it. In comparison, the people he hugged on his left and right were inferior by half.

"Brother Xiaolong, are you also tempted?" The prefect saw through his thoughts and pointed to a woman, saying, "You, change into a black bead silkworm skirt."

The black bead silkworm skirt, like the hazy moon gauze skirt, is the dress that His Majesty often wears. Zhang Long bowed his hands and thanked him, full of expectations.

The prefect's appetite was even bigger. He asked the woman beside him to change into an imperial skirt. The three of them each held one, and they were as unrestrained as gods.

The wine was in the head, and the lust was in the heart. Who cares about offense or not? There is a saying that a spring night is worth a thousand gold. With such a beautiful scenery and beauty by your side, even if you are beheaded tomorrow, what is there to fear?

Just go and have fun, and don't think about those mysterious things.

"My lord, what is she? It looks so scary. Standing there from the beginning, being stared at by her, it's so creepy."

At this time, a woman pointed at the nameless prisoner and asked in a delicate and soft voice.