But after a few times, I felt annoyed. So what if I saw it? She is not shameful. Who dares to impeach her after being full!

Besides, they went there who saw her, so don’t pretend to be innocent.

"Yes, yes, the Empress is right, but the veil... still needs to be worn? The veil looks good, right?"

...

Mingxiluo stopped writing and looked up at everything.

Wanxiang doesn’t know what adults mean?

Mingxiluo had no other intentions, but he went again. Isn’t it too frequent? It’s been several days in a row: “I know, let’s go down.”

"yes."

Mingxiluo looked at the pen in his hand, his thoughts dissipated for a while, and then focused his attention on the note.

...

There are many ways to relax in the scholar-official class. As long as more than two people get together, they can come up with countless ways to make people excited, and there are many strange and weird fun that are spread among the upper class.

Those who gather together to kiss their feet, those who like to apply rouge to women, those who like to cut their hair, and those who like to eat strangers' nails, each has a small group, and they play with a variety of rules, and they are divided into different levels.

The above are quite normal interests, and there are more silly interest. They can't get on the table, but they also have their own groups.

In the ring game, Mingxiluo felt...it was pretty...at least...does it...

When the afterglow illuminates half the sky, it seals it.

Wanxiang was stunned when he saw the adults come out so early: "Sir?"

"Go to the western suburbs."

"yes."

...

The noisy shouts of killing, the faint light, the sluggish and rotten atmosphere were mixed with the surging heat waves.

This feeling...

It’s not that Mingxiluo has seen him. He has been an official for more than two years and has never been invited to somewhere. He can’t say he is disgusted, but he definitely can’t like him. He doesn’t like this feeling, but he also tries to respect these people’s hobbies.

In fact, there are not many of them who like to treat people as human beings. The small organization that cuts hairs also grabs people and blindfolds them. Then these people pull them off one by one, and listen to screams and talk about winning or losing.

The essence is no different. Some poor children are even more obsessed with these things after entering the career of the officialdom. They don’t have to play with them much gentlerly.

Mingxiluo believed that he was not a prejudiced person, but he was just a little afraid to be interested, so the gathering of such occasions will come less over time.

Now that he comes back, even if he gives up prejudices and truly looks at it with the worst nature in his heart, he still doesn't like the atmosphere of this environment.

"Please be in the guest."

"Please come inside!" He immediately saw with sharp eyes that the robe on the person who came was the newly launched summer style of Shengshi Huachang.

More noisy shouts came from all directions.

Ming Xiluo's expression remained motionless, and a low voice rang out: "Go to the second floor."

Everything was exploring the expression of the adults and was still moving.

The visitor immediately led the way enthusiastically.

The environment on the second floor instantly seemed to be in another world. If there was a cemetery where demons danced around, the feast of the demon king above it.

Mingxilo didn't waste his time, and he didn't want to meet any acquaintances here: "Which room does the woman wearing a veil use today?" I believe that few women like to come here.

The waiter was suddenly embarrassed: "This..."

"I can't make a decision and let your shopkeeper come."

"You wait, wait."

After a moment, Mingxiluo was already standing in the room he wanted, and there seemed to be the breath she had just left in the house.

The seats of golden nanmu are covered with deer skin with natural patterns, and paintings of famous artists are hung on the walls. One is so big that it is exaggerated, but it definitely wants people to lie down and dream about. The red gauze is brought up by the window wind above the head, without any charming and rotten feeling, as if it is full of wealth and desolation of the imperial court.

Ming Xiluo stood in front of the entire glass window and turned around to look inside. The orange candlelight showed an absolutely luxurious and noble demeanor. The glitzy fame and fortune seemed to be a step further in heaven. The dark red tone of precious red sandalwood fragrance is a wealth that will last a lifetime.

Ming Xiluo turned around and was neatly tidy outside the glass window. There was a noisy crowd. He stood here and looked at the crazy people below, feeling a sense of waking up to kill the outcasts in the Middle Ages. Perhaps for some people with special hobbies, there was also a sense of vision within and above the glitz.

The most common thing is to indulge in unscrupulousness outside of constraints.

Suddenly, a thunderous commotion broke out from below, and the contestants in the stands disappeared.

The shopkeeper was sweating profusely. Why did this master come? He would rather serve the two princes Liang Du carefully than serve this master.

The shopkeeper's quick winked at the people behind him.

The people behind him know each other and quickly ask someone to arrange it.

“There are a few more events tonight.”

"Well, you will have a few games if you want... No, no, there are three more."

Mingxiluo didn't say anything, so he just took the list, outlined a name, and staked ten taels of silver.

Ten taels? The shopkeeper laughed and wanted to give Lord Ming 100,000 taels, as long as he didn't come, and the room he came to...what is this to be done, who is impeached, or...

The more the shopkeeper thought about it, the more painful his scalp was, and he felt more nervous: "Sir, we don't... don't need money..."

"I think it's too little?"

"No, no, no--"

"It's not your business, you can go out."

"Ah." The shopkeeper wanted to finish reading with Lord Ming, but he was not so brave: "Yes, yes..."

The shopkeeper outside was worried and immediately met the boss when he saw that he came out and said, "What should I do, what should I do?"

The boss forced himself to keep his temper: "Calm down, calm down, why are you anxious?" The unlucky one should not be them: "Do you know who is here to watch the ring these days?"

"have no idea?"

The boss thought about it, too, female relatives, who would reveal their names? I guess some officials in the court would be in trouble. This woman took advantage of her and was a big shot. She might not be able to interfere with the storm gatherings: "Serve the master in the house."

"I know, boss, are you still using the person who is arranged?"

The boss frowned slightly. There were so many people who wanted to follow Master Ming’s path over the years. I had never given any gifts, and there were endless beauty. I didn’t see Master Ming taking care of anyone: “Have you prepared the things?”

"There are the night pearls of the deep sea, and the thousand-year-old lightning strike of the golden nanmu that is one person tall."

The boss nodded with satisfaction: "Let Rulan send it in later."

"Ru Lan? Are you a little older?"

Those that are not important, they are steady and not evil, they do not seek merit but seek no mistakes: "Just her."

"yes."

"There are still some movements below. It's a little smaller. Lord Ming doesn't like seeing blood."

"Understood."

In the room, Mingxiluo looked at the various ornamental utensils that appeared on the glazed window. After looking at it for a while, he picked it up and tried it for the first time, and then he put it down without hesitation.

More and more people were pouring in the lower floor, and some women were dragged to the stands.

Wanxiang instantly glanced at Lord Ming.
Chapter completed!