"Here!"

When several night-time people heard the sound, they immediately clasped their fists with their hands and said respectfully.

Ye Ping nodded casually, then took big steps and walked towards Puliu Lane.

"After killing the fifth-rank peak in an instant, after killing someone, he went to Puliu Lane. Our Prison Master, really..."

Looking at Ye Ping's back, these night-time people sighed and sighed and looked full of admiration.

This is how a man can kill someone with a quick knife, and he will be willing to be revenge. The master is not afraid of it. He wakes up his right to live and die, and lies in the beautiful knees drunk!

In Lin'an, although starving people are everywhere and frozen on the road, the Puliu Lane is still as prosperous as ever, with bright lights, singing and dancing, and drinking, and bringing a prosperous city that never sleeps when singing and dancing.

The so-called "popular family smells like wine and meat", and there are frozen bones on the road, which is nothing more than this.

"I should be considered a rich man now..."

Ye Ping shook his head and smiled bitterly.

But he understood that he was different from those rich people. The nobles who were indulging in Puliu Lane did not care about how many people were frozen to death on the roadside, nor did he care about the situation in the cave. But he was different. He cared about everything here, and even entered the cave, fought bravely to kill the enemy, blocking the creatures and demons from the human world!

If there was no other, if there was no Li Chunfeng and others fighting in the Qinghe Cave, there would be no singing and dancing in Puliu Lane to peace.

A little later, Ye Ping's figure appeared at the door of Jiaofangsi.

Normal brothels are just one or two cross-yards or high-rise buildings, but Jiaofangsi has twelve cross-yards and five tall buildings. Not only that, but also many surrounding shops selling rouge, water and food belong to Jiaofangsi.

Nothing else, monopoly enterprises are so rich and powerful."

"Sir, the girls are not seeing guests today, please go back..."

As soon as Ye Ping appeared, the turtle man who was huddling at the gate of the Jiaofangsi hurried forward, bowed and said with a smile.

"Show your eyes open and see who I am!"

Ye Ping heard the sound, looked at Turtle and smiled indifferently.

"No one..." When Mr. Gui heard this, he sneered and was about to say the word "No", but when he saw Ye Ping, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Oh, isn't this the Immortal of Poetry? Why are you here?"

"What, don't Jiaofangsi welcome me?"

Ye Ping raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

"Mr. Ye was joking. How dare our Jiaofangsi not welcome you, Lord Ye? I just got blind and said nonsense..."

The turtle man bowed repeatedly, smiling all over his face. A face that was almost frozen was squeezed out of his face at this moment, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Who is Ye Ping? Before leaving Lin'an City, he was a famous blood-handed poetic demon. Later, a poem shocked everyone and the master was uneasy.

After returning from the underground cave in Qinghezhou, he was a great hero in Lin'an City, admired by everyone and looked up to everyone!

Even if the threshold for such a person is high, he dare not stop him.

Not to mention, the courtesan sisters in the Jiaofangsi are waiting for the poet to write poems and essays for them. If he offended Ye Ping and made the poet resentful, if he didn't come to Jiaofangsi, those courtesan sisters are afraid that they would peel his dog skin.

"Now, I can go in?"

Ye Ping raised his eyebrows, looked at Turtle, and said lightly.

"This, Lord Ye, it was a coincidence today..."

When Mr. Gui heard this, he looked at Ye Ping awkwardly and said with a wry smile.

"Why, still don't let me in?"

Ye Ping frowned, said lightly, and then turned around and left.

"Mr. Ye, please be careful. I will report it. Today is a coincidence... All the men of the Ministry of Rites will discuss here today. After a while, the genius delegation of the Great Qin and the Song Dynasty will come to Lin'an to exchange and discuss matters, so they will not see any foreign guests."

The little turtle man hurriedly reached out and grabbed Ye Ping's arm, smiling all over his face, while reprimanding him and revealing the reason.

Ministry of Rites?!

It turned out to be the immediate boss of the Jiaofangsi!

Ye Ping realized after hearing the sound, but immediately, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said to Gui Gong: "Is the lobby of the Ministry of Rites collapsed, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites lost their office space, or does the officials of the Ministry of Rites have the function of the Ministry of Rites' lobby? Therefore, the officials of the Ministry of Rites want to come to the Ministry of Rites to discuss state affairs?"

The turtle man smiled all over his face, and was extremely embarrassed.

It is true that the Jiaofangsi is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites, but it is only the annual profit and education matters, and the people of the Ministry of Rites cannot come to the Jiaofangsi, otherwise, it will be a custody and robbery.

However, some people took this kind of clean rules and precepts at the beginning, but now, who cares about these things? The affairs of Jiaofangsi is the second largest hall of the Ministry of Rites have long been well known.

There are even many people who say that they want to ask the Ministry of Rites to do business and go to the Ministry of Rites, but they are worse than to come to the Ministry of Rites.

Now, Ye Ping has pierced this layer of window paper, how can it not be embarrassing?

"Okay, I'm not going to be difficult for you, I'll go in by myself!"

Ye Ping heard the sound, waved his hand casually, pushed the Turtle to the side, and walked towards the Jiaofangsi.

"Mr. Ye..."

The Turtle King hurriedly chased after him, but it was too late. He could only pray in his heart, hoping that Ye Ping would come in and never have any conflicts with the people of the Ministry of Rites.

As soon as he entered the school, Ye Ping felt a warm fragrance of powder coming to his face, wrapping him up, feeling like he was about to fly up.

What is particularly surprising is that although the Jiaofang Department is warm, there is no charcoal fire, and I don’t know what method it is used.

When he glanced across the hall, he suddenly saw that in the hall, a famous scholar-in-law was dancing, like a butterfly passing through the flowers, moving. On both sides were table tables. After the table table, there were more than a dozen people sitting upright. Next to each of them were three pretty sisters pouring wine and picking up food.

"Who dares to trespass the Jiaofangsi?"

Ye Ping's sudden arrival immediately disrupted the peace in the field. The old man sitting in the main seat frowned and the young ritual officer who was close to the two cases at the door stood up, looked at Ye Ping, looked at him with displeasure, and scolded coldly.

"Ye Shixian..."

"Sir Ye, why are you here?"

"Sir, you are coming, so don't say it in advance so that I can prepare..."

But as soon as his words fell, the sisters in the venue, who were dancing or pouring tea and picking up food, immediately spoke happily, stood up one by one, like milk swallows plunging into the forest, gathered to Ye Ping, chirping, eyes were spring, and smiled at the corners of his mouth.
Chapter completed!