Seeing the rotten vegetables, leaves and rotten eggs flying towards the iron cage like money-free, Wang Chuan couldn't help but sigh when he saw the parades in the streets he had seen, it seemed that it was the same everywhere. He really didn't expect that this huge empire that has experienced many time travelers emperors would turn parades into an image project.

It’s a good thing that Mrs. Fu is a martial arts master. She doesn’t need to worry about being hit by a stone. Instead, she saves a lot of expenses for the planner. If she is an ordinary prisoner, the government will issue a question that only she dares to be rotten vegetables, leaves, and rotten eggs, and she won’t dare to use the stones.

"Xiliang City is so efficient. Is this going to be executed overnight?"

Wang Chuan asked.

The guard scratched his head and said, "I can't figure it out, either. I've never seen such a person before. Maybe it's right."

The door of the house creaked open, and Wang Chuan turned around and saw Yingying and swallows entering one after another.

The guard closed the window and said, "Don't worry about him for now. Constable Wang, it's rare to come to Xiliang for a while. Why bother to pay attention to the official duties? Let go of your mood and enjoy the Xiliang style happily. This is the main thing!"

Before the two walked back and sat up, all the sisters came in. The madam stood beside her and said with a smile: "Hurry up and say hello to both masters."

No matter what outside the Divine Dynasty, all the standard Divine Dynasty etiquette were standard. They leaned slightly and bent their knees. Niao Niao bowed and said, "Good, my goodbye."

"Good, good."

The guards were so funny.

Wang Chuan suddenly felt familiar. Isn’t this a scene I saw in film and television works in another world? Will the boss of Kangle Red Mansion also travel through time?

Is this world a sieve?

The guard said, "Brother Wang is a distinguished guest, Brother Wang will choose first?" At this time, he was no longer accused of being a constable.

Wang Chuan looked around and asked, "Is there anyone who knows how to use qin, zither and folk art?"

The guard clapped his hands and praised: "Brother Wang is worthy of being from the capital, so elegant and unique."

The madam immediately stepped forward and said, "Yes, yes, yes! The distinguished guest is extraordinary. It is better to let Zhi'er serve him than to know how to appreciate it." When he said that, he pulled out a woman with a plump figure and a gorgeous figure, which was a bit outstanding.

The woman smiled a little and bowed to Wang Chuan. Wang Chuan could naturally see that there was a bit of true feelings and false intentions in this smile, but there was no need to point it out in such a place of love and misfortune.

The madam said, "I, Zhi'er, not only has both good piano and flute, but also has one of the best things." As he said this, he pinched the woman's cheek and said, "Customer, look, how white and tender the skin is. Zhi'er's full name is Yang Zhiji. In our Xiliang City, we call her mutton fat. The skin is like mutton fat. Do guests like it?"

The way of selling goods is different from the two sides of the Qinglong River. It is too direct and rough, which makes Wang Chuan feel a little uncomfortable.

"Yes, just her."

Wang Chuan said.

The madam patted the woman and said, "Why don't you take the guest to your house quickly."

"I got it, mom."

The Yamshade said, the unique quiet and peaceful voice was incompatible with the spot method here. This contrast gave her a bit of charm.

The guard said, "Brother Wang, go and enjoy it, I will look for you tomorrow." As he said that, he couldn't wait to choose his own.

"Please follow me."

As Yang Fei Ji said, she turned around and went out when Wang Chuan approached. Wang Chuan then followed, went downstairs, passed a small courtyard, and came to a small courtyard.

"Is this your yard?"

Wang Chuan asked.

"Yes."

Yamshabu Ji said, "Mom is kind to me, I'll live alone in a small courtyard and pick up customers." When she said that, she opened the door of the room in the courtyard and led Wang Chuan in.

The red candles in the house were not extinguished, and the windows were lightly closed. A breeze slid in between the cracks of the windows, causing the candlelight to sway, and the red tent was like waves.

Yamashita closed the door, raised two red candles, and asked, "What do you want to hear from Zunke?"

"You can play it casually."

Wang Chuan went straight to the bed and waited for hypnosis. I have been tired these days, and someone played songs to promote sleep, which is also good.

Yamshaven took out the piano and placed it on the table, saying, "I heard that a new kind of folk art has emerged in the capital, which is very popular. There are allusions in the songs that make people shed tears. I don't know that such fascinating songs are. I am just a few old songs, and I hope the guests will not dislike them."

"Well……"

Wang Chuan thought about whether to tell Yangye Ji that he was the behind-the-scenes player of the emerging folk art in Beijing, but obviously he had no limits on his words and was not very convincing. He closed his eyes and said, "You play it first."

Yamshabu nodded, and played the piano with his fingers.

The sound of the piano lingered out, dispelling the noise outside the yard. The melodious piano music made Wang Chuan feel that he was taken away from Xiliang, returned to the capital, and headed to the south of the Yangtze River with small bridges and flowing water.

——I didn’t expect that in the Xiliang land, there was such a quiet and gentle woman and such delicate piano music.

Wang Chuan could barely get this feeling in his rough mind, and he fell asleep in a daze with the sound of the piano.

The hypnotic effect of piano music on him has always been excellent.

Outside the bed tent, Yamshabu Ji was still playing the piano music seriously, and she was very focused. She also thought that this guest today was really unique, worthy of being from the capital. You should know that most of the enk guests here, watching the piano and listening to the music are just a reason, and they are usually done with elegance. Usually, even if a song is not finished, she will be played. Now that she has been playing for so long, this guest from the capital has always decided to listen. Zhenzhen is a good person!

It is rare to have a soulmate who has been crying and no one knows the song. Now someone is willing to listen to his own play quietly, how can he waste his time? The mutton fat girl also became interested and played it with all her heart.

It was not until midnight that she was playing happily and was tired, and she said, "God, it's late at night, it's time to go to bed." When she didn't see the reaction, she finally understood the truth of the matter and wanted to cry without tears.

...

Wang Chuan dreamed of the fairy music all night. In the dream, the little girl Chen Lian got a white dress from somewhere and sat upright on the lotus platform, holding a white jade bottle with a few willow branches inserted into the bottle, which seemed a bit familiar. Wang Chuan listened to the background music played by the piano and looked at Chen Lian with a serious expression and said to herself: "Tang Sanzang, I know you are very naughty, but I didn't expect you to be so naughty. I will strangle you to death!"

In an instant, Chen Lian's arms grew longer and flew towards Wang Chuan. Wang Chuan was suddenly shocked and woke up. The piano sound went away in an instant and the sky was already bright.

Yamshaven was lying on the table. When Wang Chuan sat up in shock, he also sat up straight and stood up and asked, "Can you rest?" The voice was faint, as if he was talking to a unfaithful man.

Wang Chuan scratched his head and said, "It's okay." Before he could come back from his sleep, Guanyin Chen Lian and Yamshabu Ji overlapped, making people a little dazed.

Damn, I've been poisoned by Mrs. Fu!
Chapter completed!