"How can the emperor's mind be understood by a charlatan like you?"
Xiao Qiushui said sarcastically, but Bai Xiaosheng was not angry.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Zhang Danfeng's soothing tone sounded again.
"What Zhao Lu is thinking is of no use to the overall situation. Our only opponent is that one person."
"Yeah, I'm just overthinking it."
"Brainstorming, Brother Ding, it seems that both of your secret books have already been in his hands?"
"Um."
Ding Peng responded lightly, then suddenly jumped out of the corridor and disappeared into the night.
"I'm leaving too."
Seeing Ding Peng leaving, Xiao Qiushui said something lukewarm and disappeared into the night like a ghost.
"Their patience is running out..."
"Can it be a lot? Xiao Qiushui wants to take revenge, Ding Peng wants to strike with the perfect sword again, but the two land gods can only sit here and stare."
"Don't be anxious, don't be hasty, wait until the elderly people come back and you will be able to convince them."
"Time waits for us!"
……
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"your."
"this is yours."
"you also have."
"Thank you Mr. Zhao."
Downstairs, Zhao Yan, who had received more than 2,500 small tickets, was very generous and gave fifty to each clerk.
After everyone took the tickets and dispersed, Zhao Min was left in the lobby looking anxious.
According to the ratio of 10%25, she can get almost 250 tickets.
The little rich woman's wish was fulfilled on the first day she moved in.
But her eyes widened when she saw that Zhao Yan didn't continue to give it to her after he distributed it to others.
"Hey! Where's mine!"
"Oh? Are you still there?"
Zhao Yan looked over pretending to be surprised.
His appearance made Zhao Min blush, and she immediately understood what he meant.
"I...even though I didn't finish playing, I still played a song!"
"Well, yes, I was speechless from the beginning to the end, and a certain heroine playing the piano was listening so hard that her soul almost flew out of her mind."
"Then it's too late! The worst thing is... I won't listen tomorrow!"
Zhao Min lowered his head and buried his chest with guilt.
No matter how you say this, it's all her fault...
"Who makes your stories so interesting?"
It seemed that she realized that this kind of action was not suitable for her. Not long after she lowered her head, she arrogantly crossed her waist again.
"Oh, it was my fault."
"Take it, you don't have to come to work tomorrow."
Zhao Yan pointed out 10%25 of the portion and stuffed it into the palm of her waist.
When the skin touches it, it feels smooth and feels very good.
He couldn't help but think of Ming Yan's soft and waxy body.
I don’t know how long I will have to be a miserable monk here...
With so many big men living here, if there was no place to spend their energy, there would be countless holes punched through the walls!
"That won't work. I will definitely play the piano seriously tomorrow and I will never listen to it again!"
Zhao Min was not willing to let go of this living money tree, he couldn't wait to hang on it.
She is inherently gorgeous, and even if she becomes unruly, she just makes people feel cute and not annoying at all.
Even Zhao Yan, who was used to seeing beauties, was distracted for a moment.
He frowned slightly and said impatiently:
"I'll give you another chance. If it's still like this... you understand!"
"certainly!"
Zhao Min immediately smiled sweetly, and her beautiful eyes looked even more elegant.
It's a pity that such a beautiful woman sitting on the stage is not as attractive as a monkey...
……
Zhao Min got the promise and left happily.
Just as Zhao Yan was about to leave, a clerk came forward and said flatteringly:
"Mr. Zhao, stay."
"Is something wrong?"
He glanced at the clerk doubtfully.
What I was thinking was that I could find a better inn to stay in tonight.
If you want to have a good meal, the food in the wine shop is too shabby.
If A Xing didn't sleep, he could still take him with him.
"That's right, I just heard someone discussing that although your story is wonderful, it is still too subtle..."
The clerk had a mean smile on his face, which made people have the urge to fist him.
"Implicit? What do you mean?"
"That is to say, when the Seven Fairies settled in Pantaoyuan, didn't Mr. Zhao think that Monkey Sun must do something else?"
"oh…"
Zhao Yan immediately understood what he meant.
These big guys want to hear something colorful...
He doesn't mind adapting it, just let the Golden Cudgel and the Silver Horned King have a child.
But the problem is that he doesn't want his reputation to be related to the sex demon again.
One mistake would result in eternal hatred. If he had known that what happened back then would make him a pervert for more than ten years, he would have secretly sent someone to do it.
"What, these people want to hear something more in-depth?"
"Exactly!"
The clerk nodded repeatedly.
"Original poster Zhang also said that there was some content about love between men and women, but it was too point-blank, and everyone became even more itchy after hearing it."
"It's just the women in town who like to listen more, and the men are not interested."
He does not mean that.
Zhao Yan was wondering why no woman came all night, so he quickly asked:
"Would the women in town also listen?"
"Of course."
"Then why aren't there any women tonight?"
"Oh, sir, I also saw it. There is an impromptu lecture tonight, and the organization is messy. After all, men and women are different, so in town, men and women generally listen to books separately."
I see…
Reminiscent of the scene of shirtless burly men in the audience squeezing people and touching each other, Zhao Yan also felt that if women were mixed together, the scene would definitely be very hot.
If you don't want to run into someone's wife, then you shouldn't start a fight.
Even if the town establishes a "no force" rule, it may be difficult to restrain human impulses at this time.
"Whose books do women like to listen to?"
"Of course it's Chu Liuxiang. The stories he tells are all about talented people and beautiful women. Women like to listen to them. But it's a pity that he only told them for a few months and the goods in his stomach are almost empty."
The clerk shook his head regretfully.
You must know that storytelling is a continuous output process, and it is really not easy to do it.
Qixia Town is too small. After a book is finished, people will spread the word about it, and many people will almost go to whoring in vain.
"A talented and beautiful woman...this is not simple."
Zhao Yan nodded to express understanding.
In any era, women tend to be more romantic.
I believe that by adapting some of the Ba Zong articles from later generations, it will be loved by many female audiences.
"By the way, I remember that there are also many frustrated literati in this town. Why didn't they come out to tell stories?"
"For example, Li Qinglian, isn't he quite talented in poetry?"
Zhao Yan suddenly thought of the Li Su duo who always visited the wine shop.
"He, how can he have any literary talent? He drunkenly memorizes poems written by King Qi of the Song Dynasty all day long, and he is only sober when he is on a mission."
"On a mission?"
"Yes, he is a swordsman after all. He is good at "Qinglian Sword Song". The old man left him to do some chores in Xuanji Building, and occasionally he can go out to kill people."
"Li Qinglian is... a swordsman?"
Zhao Yan felt that the content of the conversation was gradually becoming outrageous.
"Yes."
"Then what state is he in?"
"Zhixuan."
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