"Copy it! Copy it! Copy it!"

Just as everything was silent, a white-haired and messy head suddenly poked out along the window on the fourth floor of Jiaofangsi. Looking down, shouting loudly, and his hands, as thin as old branches, were waving wildly in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the old man seemed to feel that he was not satisfied with shouting three times. He was bare on his upper body, wearing only a pair of white silk pants, and jumped down from the window. Like a thin leaf, he fell silently and fell to the ground. The thin branches-like fingers began to outline on the bluestone floor on the ground.

"Crunch...crunch..."

Along the old man's fingertips, it seemed as if an invisible cyclone was spinning at high speed. When it touched the bluestone, it immediately split into pieces and turned into fine stone powder, flying up, floating between the sky and the earth, blowing without a trace by a wind.

"After the night, the palace tunes, the bright moon fills the empty mountains... The birds sing and the flowers fall, and the spring breeze is facing the song... It's wonderful! It's wonderful!"

After the outline was drawn, the old man with a naked upper body immediately raised his head and laughed loudly. The bursts of laughter were so refreshing that it seemed as if he had seen the greatest pleasure in life.

"Without getting this good poem, how can you not be without wine! Matchmaker, wine comes!"

Immediately, the old man raised his head and shouted at the fourth floor of the Jiaofangsi.

"Bang……"

In an instant, the window on the fourth floor opened, and a woman with messy black hair and slender jade arms covered her chest with her hands and threw a sip of wine gourd from it.

The old man raised his hand and pinched the wine gourd in his hand. He raised his head and filled a pot of wine, leaving nothing left.

"Boy, you are not bad. From now on, I don't have to spend a penny to sleep with my sister in Puliu Lane. Besides me, Li Chunfeng, I will have you one more person!"

After drinking a pot of wine, the old man turned to look at Ye Ping and laughed. Then, he suddenly thought of something. His face was filled with bitterness and patted the back of his head, saying, "It's bitter, it's bitter. I, Li Chunfeng, can't make poems like you, and I'm not as young as you. My sister loves to be pretty. I'm afraid that my old bones will be disliked in the future!"

Li Chunfeng?!

Ye Ping was stunned when he heard the sound.

He is not unfamiliar with this name. Now the leader of the Grandmaster Association who is in charge of the Grandmaster Association and divides the great power of Emperor Xuanhe is called Li Chunfeng!

The same name?

Or the same person?!

"Shen Mo has met Grandmaster Li!"

At this time, Shen Mo had already saluted Li Chunfeng respectfully and said.

Not only Shen Mo, but Wei Che also saluted the old man respectfully.

This scene made Ye Ping understand that Li Chunfeng in front of him was the Li Chunfeng from the Grand Master Association!

However, he never expected that the first meeting with the leader of the Grand Master Association would be in Puliu Lane.

Moreover, the concerns he expressed to him were actually the question of whether to use money when he was walking in the tram and sleeping with sister... The other party was even worried that his appearance would steal his limelight in Puliu Lane...

However, Li Chunfeng's concerns are not unreasonable. He is young and born with a handsome man than Li Chunfeng, and his poems are better. My sisters like him, so naturally they like this bad old man in his seventies or eighties!

"Hahaha, Shen Heigou, there was finally a person who no one dared to say was a mud leg! "Li Chunfeng ignored Wei Che, but looked at Shen Mo, chuckled and joked, looked at Ye Ping, and said, "Little guy, what's your name?"

"My younger generation Ye Ping." Ye Ping heard the sound and clasped his fists to Li Chunfeng.

"Ye Ping... Why is this name so familiar..." Li Chunfeng nodded slightly after hearing the sound, and looked confused on his face. After a little, he stared at Ye Ping up and down and glanced at him for a few times, and said, "You are the Ye Ping who made Mo Tianwen stick to him and let me write a hand order to plead with him?"

"It's the junior!"

Ye Ping nodded and said.

“Funny, interesting…”

When Li Chunfeng heard this, he looked at Ye Ping with great interest, stroking his palm and laughing, but there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

"It's broken, why don't you wear a shirt?" The next second, Li Chunfeng touched his body and said with a sensation. Then, his figure floated up and went to the fourth floor of Jiaofangsi, leaving behind an lingering sound: "Little guy, the poem is well written. If you have time in the future, you can come to Jiaofangsi's matchmaker's place and talk to me about the way of poetry."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the person had disappeared on the fourth floor of Jiaofangsi. The window that had just been opened was closed again, and immediately, the shadow of the candle was shaking.

"Let's go!"

Seeing this, Wei Che groaned and turned around and left with Jinwuwei.

Tonight, Ye Ping was in full swing. Xiao Guoping, who was in the second-grade realm, had no choice but torture the battle between the Night Master and the Jinwu Guard. Later, he lost his life in the name of an imperial envoy, and became famous in his poem. Even Li Chunfeng, the leader of the Grand Master Association, praised him.

If they and the Jinwu Guards continue to stay here, they will have no other choice except to become green leaves that complement the red flower of Ye Ping.

"Those who are on the night will scatter!"

After watching Wei Che leave, Shen Mo waved his hand immediately and said in a deep voice to the joyful night attendants.

When Ye Ping heard the sound, he winked at Cao Tieshan and Erxiong, and wanted to mingle among the crowd and leave as soon as possible.

Shen Heigou is so scary. Such a big handle is in his hands, so there must be no good results. It is better to leave early and die without evidence.

"Where are you going?"

But Ye Ping had just taken two steps, and Shen Mo had already appeared behind him. He stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, slapped Ye Ping's feet directly into the bluestone floor, and could not take a step further.

It is also a blessing that Ye Ping's qi and blood are as strong as mercury, and his body strength is far beyond ordinary people. Otherwise, this slap would cost half of his life.

"I'm going to a secluded place to wait for Uncle Shen to find me..."

Ye Ping cursed in his heart, but still squeezed out a simple smile on his face and said.

He knew that if it fell into Shen Mo's hands, there would definitely be no good fruit. Otherwise, Cao Tieshan and Erxiong, two unkind men, would have left Ye Ping without being virtuous when they saw Shen Mo's down, and rushed to the crowd.

"I came here to investigate the case! Moreover, it was Cao Tieshan and Erxiong who forced me to come. I have no interest in this place..."

After Ye Ping smiled, he saw Shen Mo's face full of playfulness, mocked him and hurriedly explained with a righteous and righteous expression.

"This is the first time I have heard of the case. I can still go to investigate the case while listening to the woman playing the piano in a brothel!"

"And, you said that Cao Tieshan and Erxiong forced you to come. Did they break your legs and drag you over?"

Shen Mo sneered, not even believing a word of Ye Ping's words.

"Uncle Shen is really a clever plan. It was Cao Tieshan who broke my legs and asked Erxiong to take me over... These two hypocritical beasts are really shameful!"

But what Chen Mo didn't expect was that when Ye Ping heard his words, he looked at him with admiration, gave him a thumbs up, and said sincerely.

This kid is shameless!

He heard the sound silently and immediately groaned.

"Uncle Shen, I came here to investigate the case. I wonder what you are doing when you came to the raft?"

But before he could speak, he exposes Ye Ping's tricks, what Chen Si did not expect was that Ye Ping turned against him and asked him curiously.

What can I do when I come to the brothels? What else can I do when I come to a brothel like a brothel?

Poor Yue Ling's mother died early, leaving me an old widower alone to stay in the empty room. I don't come to the brothel, where can I go...

The silent lips moved, trying to say something, but how could these words be said? For a moment, both of them fell into silence.

“Things tonight…”

After a long time, his silent back seemed to be bent a little by the chilly night wind. He groaned and looked at Ye Ping, and said slowly, his voice couldn't help but feel a little hoarse.

"Not to be an example!"

Before Chen Si could finish speaking, Ye Ping spoke first and said the half sentence that Chen Si had not finished speaking.

"Of course, I won't be an example."

He heard the sound silently and nodded habitually.

But as soon as he said this, Chen Si stared at Ye Ping and gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to pull two pieces of meat off Ye Ping's body.
Chapter completed!